gaymasterstraightslaves: Justin looked at the man lying on his bed. “They look good on you, bo
gaymasterstraightslaves: Justin looked at the man lying on his bed. “They look good on you, boy.” Justin adjusted himself in the underwear he had been given. “Thank you, Sir.” For the last two weeks his flatmate and master had made him strip naked whenever he got home. Now he was allowed to wear these tight, pink trimmed underwear so that when Master’s friends came over Justin wouldn’t hide in the bedroom in embarrassment. He had originally been uncertain about flatting with a gay guy, but now. He loved being a slave. They had both agreed that Justin could stop at any time - and some weeks he’d take time off from the slave play - but eventually he would strip and let this man control him again. -- source link