faggotslavefrenchy: sluckky:propertyofsirs:“SIR… why SIR? Why? What did I do, SIR?” “Nothing.
faggotslavefrenchy: sluckky: propertyofsirs: “SIR… why SIR? Why? What did I do, SIR?” “Nothing. boy did nothing. Other than make my dick hard. Goodbye now, boy” This was seven months ago. Now this box is the house for the boy. He spend the most of his time into. Sometimes rubbered, sometimes nude, sometimes masked and gagged, sometimes plugged, sometimes with mitts, sometimes with straitjacket, regularly with a diaper, but all the time with his chastity cage. Master don’t have anymore regular sex with him, just one or two times per month. The boy is desperate about sex, but cannot do anything for it. Master requested from his other new boy to calculate the time the first is in the box per week. If we exclude the daily opening of the small hatch to feed him, which don’t allow him to go out, he is outside only six to height hours per week, divided by two or three times, for cleaning and shaving him, and changing his equipment. After all this time, the boy accepted his condition of life. After seven months without any form of orgasm, any smallest stimulation on any part of his body, even the simple contact of the suit to his skin, makes him overexcited. But no cum. Probably nevermore. What he don’t know is the content of a package which is coming from post. An urethral catheter with anal draining system, and an automatic feeding machine. Master really want to optimize his maintenance. Even if it reduce his “free” time to only one hour per week. While this time, the other boy really hope to never see another box in the storage room… Cool -- source link