He wriggles against me, trying pathetically to get out from under my body. He is completely helpless, pinned under me with his arms and legs tied.
His ass grinds against my crotch, stimulating my hardened cock. He can feel it, straining between us, ready to take him.
I flex my hips forward, spearing him on my meat. He cries out into his gag as I take his virginity, tears flowing down his face.
I fuck him hard, hips bouncing off of his buttocks. He cries and pleads behind his gag, first to stop, but then to be gentler, haven given up on me stopping.
I don't slow down, don't go easy on him. He is mine and I can do what I want with him. He must learn this.
My face finds his, I kiss and nibble at his flesh. His tears are salty as I lick at them. I bite down on his earlobe, eliciting a gasp from my captive.
It doesn't take long for me to reach my climax, filling his backdoor with my milky juice. He whimpers as I pump him full of cum, claiming him as mine.
Pulling out, I scoop up some of the fluid that is leaking from his freshly deflowered hole. It is smeared over his face, a reminder if my ownership of him.
Now that I have had my fun, it is time to prep him for travel. I fetch more rope, a hood, some tape to be sure.
We have a long drive ahead of us. You can never be too careful with these things.
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He wriggles against me, trying pathetically to get out from under my body. He is completely helpless, pinned under me with his arms and legs tied.
His ass grinds against my crotch, stimulating my hardened cock. He can feel it, straining between us, ready to take him.
I flex my hips forward, spearing him on my meat. He cries out into his gag as I take his virginity, tears flowing down his face.
I fuck him hard, hips bouncing off of his buttocks. He cries and pleads behind his gag, first to stop, but then to be gentler, haven given up on me stopping.
I don't slow down, don't go easy on him. He is mine and I can do what I want with him. He must learn this.
My face finds his, I kiss and nibble at his flesh. His tears are salty as I lick at them. I bite down on his earlobe, eliciting a gasp from my captive.
It doesn't take long for me to reach my climax, filling his backdoor with my milky juice. He whimpers as I pump him full of cum, claiming him as mine.
Pulling out, I scoop up some of the fluid that is leaking from his freshly deflowered hole. It is smeared over his face, a reminder if my ownership of him.
Now that I have had my fun, it is time to prep him for travel. I fetch more rope, a hood, some tape to be sure.
We have a long drive ahead of us. You can never be too careful with these things.