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As he was sitting facing my stretched balls, he raised his legs and rested his feet on my butt cheeks. I felt his push adding more tension to the two belts that linked my balls to the chair. “Pull!” he shouted again and whipped my back. I moaned with pain when I managed to pull my master again and realized the wheels of the chair were now on the carpet making it difficult to roll like before, like a car stuck in mud. I did my best and pulled my chariot until we reached the hardwood floor again. Only this time, my master was pushing hard my buttocks with his feet. By doing so, he must have noticed my asshole was not utilized as it deserved and ordered me to take him to the bathroom. We reached our destination through another round of carpet-covered floors. He checked the drawer where gagging we keep our sex toys and puled a little butt plug. He made me lick it and he spit on my hole, then pushed the plug in me. He played with my hole several times, spiting ball licking and stretching any way he liked. Then he reached out for our big butt plug, a present I bought my wife for Valentine’s.It was the shape of giving head a bright oral red heart with rounded edges, some 2.5 inches at its widest and almost 2 inches thick and about 4 inches long. Its surface was covered with silicone but the inside was made of metal to give it weight. It ended in a metal ring for easy removal. My boy took a bottle of body oil and made sure he squeezed a good quantity of it in my ass, then smeared some more oil around my hole and on the red heart-shaped plug. He used his fingers to open me up; two, then three, then four, in and out a few times spreading the lube. He placed the plug’s tip right on my hole and pushed slowly, then a little harder but I could not take it. He thought a moment and pushed the chair out of the bathroom and closed the door catching the belt that tied me to it between the door and the frame. This way, my balls would leave no room for me to wiggle my body next time he pushed the plug inside me. He started pushing again, gently but firmly. “Push your ass open!” he ordered and I did my best. While I was thinking there is no way I can take this plug, he gave another firm push and I gasped. The plug was in, my stretched sphincter already starting to hug it with excitement. “Good ass!” Greg said and smirked. He tugged on the plug a bit to make sure it was sitting the right way. Then with the help of the protruding metal ring, he turned it slowly which made its uneven width churn my rectum, then he turned it the other way and made me push it out without any success. “Take me to the kitchen, donkey!” he asked. I pulled my master and his chariot once more to the other end of the house. In the kitchen, he searched for a string that he huge tied around the metal ring protruding out of my ass. He tugged a few times and each time the plug pushed against my sphincter only to fall down and hit my prostate when Greg stopped pulling. It was a heavenly feeling either way! He sat on the chair again, his feet on my cheeks, and asked me to take him to the office. It was not easy. On the way there, Greg pulled the string a few times and I felt my guts would spill out either through my asshole or through the hole my ripped balls would leave soon. I was ready to cum. I stopped pulling like a docile ass, moved back a little to decrease the tension of the belt and lowered my upper body. Greg was quick to notice and quicker to act. First off, he jumped off the chair and kicked it away pulling my balls violently, giving me shivers. Then he knelt right in front of me and held my head with both his hands, each of his palms on my ears, his fingers covering the nape of my neck and his thumbs right next to my nose shoving more than half of his eight hard inches in my mouth. I wondered how many other girls had walked around that square in the middle of the afternoon wearing as little as I was. We’ve already covered male genitals in class but they didn’t go into much detail. I was stripped completely naked. Unreal. Lou walked over to her and pulled his large cock out, she grabbed it “wow baby this looks delicious.” She sucked with the determination of a women possessed. A tart musk filled my nose, different from my own passion. Jack had told us all to gagging be at the pub for 7, so an hour earlier than necessary I was stepping out of the shower and getting ready for the big night. She gave her feyhound the ability to ejaculate. When I came back, I hopped on the bed and lay down beside her. Sonja looked at me and smiled. That would be awesome.” She said, smiling. “Like her being our little sub?” This is actually happening.' Her eighteen-year-old snatch embraced my cock. Which would take awhile. I guess that it was the formal doctor’s examination that had made me embarrassed. She grabbed my futa-dick and pressed it against her virgin pussy. When it was freely burning, she touched the stick huge that she had wrapped grass around one end into the fire. Why is she here!? Sure enough, Erica's eyes lit up, with a mixture of hope and fear. The real Sharon turned oral and was suddenly in front of me. Her voice ball licking had dropped an octave, husky and strained. “Yes. His penis hits just the right spot. It makes her happy, and giddy, and it makes her horny as hell. Even still, she might have survived had she not put up a fight, but the bitch just couldn’t let me have my way. Her days were constant humiliation. I French kissed her deeply and moved my mouth to her right tit and began licking and squeezing it, she tried to stop me but I latched on and began sucking like a 30 pound 5 month old, my mouth filling with the faintly sweet nectar of warm, thin mother’s milk. He added. Mira had apparently gotten pregnant by an African general from a rebel group giving head based in Nigeria; she was now his slave-girl mistress back in Africa. That tip slid forward until it entered her vaginal opening.