Even as he slowly peeled off his uniform, one article at a time, he never took his eyes away from th
Even as he slowly peeled off his uniform, one article at a time, he never took his eyes away from the man, not until he was down to just his plain white shirt and jockstrap and then he was conflicted. He wanted to obey and remove it all and strip down to his jockstrap like ordered but at the same time he didn’t want to look away and break eye contact. Then the man came over, he could feel the man’s hand slip hand under the shirt and along his back until it was holding him back the back of the neck. Everything went fuzzy, he felt his shirt being pulled over his head and when he could see clearly again he was still looking into the eyes of his Owner. -- source link
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