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My first slave
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The fluorescent lights in the public bathroom buzzed with that annoying, sterile hum, but it didn't matter a bit. My eyes were locked on that soft, young boy when I saw him; my cock was throbbing with an electric heat that made his skin crawl just looking at me. I could see his eyes darting long and wide, tracking every inch of my throbbing length as he looked up at me.
I leaned down, lowering my voice to a dangerous, guttural growl right into his ear. "You know what's gonna happen, huh? You don't run, little soft boy," I commanded.
He looked up, pupils dilated and trembling with pure terror. He knew exactly where he stood. I was the master, and he was just the obedient toy waiting to be used. With a slow, deliberate motion, I grabbed his hips, pinning him firmly against the cold tile wall so there was absolutely no escape.
"You are so soft," I whispered, my breath hot and humid against his neck, "and you're so eager aren't you?"
I didn't wait for permission. My hand slid up to his throat, gripping it tightly enough to make him gasp for air before pulling down his pants and driving my thick, long cock straight into his anus. It was a deep, rough thrust that felt like a vice crushing against his sensitive skin. He screamed—a high-pitched wail of pure agony and ecstasy—as his body went rigid, trying to push me away but unable to move.
"Shut up and take it," I commanded, my hips grinding in slow circles inside him. "Feel that? That's the feeling you've been waiting for."
I didn't stop until he was completely overpowered by the sensation of being filled. My cock was deep inside his rectum, filling him with thick, hot load that mixed with his own juices, making him feel like a vessel overflowing with something alive. He cried out in convulsions as I pushed harder, forcing more of me into him until he was completely full.
"Good boy," I purred, pulling back just enough to look down at him, my eyes dark and possessive. "You're full now. You belong to me."
I kept fucking him roughly and deeply until he had his anal spasms when I felt his body vibrating with pleasure under my load. After filling his rectum with loads of cum, I didn't let go immediately. Instead, I grabbed his chin with one hand while using the other to pull his head back, forcing him to swallow my cock. His throat was dry from all that screaming, but he had no choice but to comply. He swallowed deep inside his throat, his eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy and submission as he tasted my seed.
"Swallow it," I whispered, while fucking his throat till I gave him another load of cum inside his throat while I gently squeezed his neck. I continued to grind against him till I felt he was exhausted. "You're mine now. You can't leave." I whispered in his ear, pulling out just a fraction of my cock so he choked slightly but managed to swallow the rest of me.
I smiled down at him, a look of pure satisfaction washing over my face. "Look at you," I said, stroking his cheek with my thumb. "You're so soft now. I own you."
He looked up at me, his expression one of total defeat and absolute pleasure, knowing exactly what he had done to himself. He was mine, completely owned by this dominant top gay who knew exactly how to break him down piece by piece until there was nothing left but submission.
I took him to my home. The door slammed shut behind us.
"Stay close," I whispered, my voice dripping with possessive venom as I pulled him inside. "You're mine now, little toy. You don't get out of this house until you change."
I led him to the bedroom, slamming the door and locking it so no one could hear us. The room was dark, save for the faint glow of a single bulb hanging from the ceiling. I grabbed his wrists, my fingers digging into his skin with enough force to leave marks, then yanked him down onto the bed.
"Look at you," I moaned against his neck, tracing the line of his jaw with my tongue. "So broken. So eager."
I didn't wait for him to adjust. With a swift, brutal motion, I pinned his arms above his head and his legs beneath me, binding his wrists together tightly behind his back so he couldn't even shift an inch. Then, I took the heavy leather thong off my feet and tied it around his ankles, leaving no room for escape.
"Good boy," I purred, leaning down to kiss his forehead before pulling him closer until his hips were pressed against mine. "You're stuck now. You can't leave."
I didn't stop grinding inside him immediately. Instead, I began a slow, relentless rhythm that felt like a vice crushing against his sensitive skin. My cock was thick and long, stretching deep into his anus, filling him with my hot load again and again without mercy. Every thrust sent jolts of pure agony through his nerves, making him cry out in high-pitched sobs as he tried to push me away but found himself completely immobilized by the bindings, taking it deeper and rougher.
"You're my bitch," I whispered, my hips grinding in slow circles inside him. "You're mine."
I didn't pull out until he was completely overpowered by the sensation of being filled and bound together. My cock remained deep inside his rectum, mixing with his juices and making him feel like a vessel overflowing with something hot and alive. He cried out as I pushed harder, forcing more of me into him until he was completely full.
"Shut up," I commanded, my hips grinding in slow circles inside him. "Feel that? That's the feeling you've been waiting for."
I didn't stop until he was completely overpowered by the sensation of being filled. My cock was deep inside his rectum, filling him with thick, hot load that mixed with his own juices, making him feel like a vessel overflowing with something alive. He cried out in convulsions as I pushed harder, forcing more of me into him until he was completely full.
"Good boy," I purred, pulling back just enough to look down at him, my eyes dark and possessive. "You're full now. You belong to me."
I kept fucking him roughly and deeply until he had his anal spasms when I felt his body vibrating with pleasure under my load. After filling his rectum with loads of cum, I didn't let go immediately. Instead, I grabbed his chin with one hand while using the other to pull his head back, forcing him to swallow my cock. His throat was dry from all that screaming, but he had no choice but to comply. He swallowed deep inside his throat, his eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy and submission as he tasted my seed.
"Swallow it," I whispered, while fucking his throat till I gave him another load of cum inside his throat while I gently squeezed his neck. I continued to grind against him till I felt he was exhausted. "You're mine now. You can't leave." I whispered in his ear, pulling out just a fraction of my cock so he choked slightly but managed to swallow the rest of me.
I smiled down at him, a look of pure satisfaction washing over my face. "Look at you," I said, stroking his cheek with my thumb. "You're so soft now. I own you."
He looked up at me, his expression one of total defeat and absolute pleasure, knowing exactly what he had done to himself. He was mine, completely owned by this dominant top gay who knew exactly how to break him down piece by piece until there was nothing left but submission.
I kept fucking him deeply and roughly without any rest nor any mercy all night long. I made him have constant anal spasms and every time I could feel his body vibrating under me. I kept fucking him till he was totally exhausted. When the sun light started, I stopped and he was unable to talk. I leaned down, my breath hot against his ear again, whispering a command that felt like a physical blow to his spirit:
"You are mine now," I purred, my voice dripping with possessive venom. "And you will never leave."
He slept while I did the same thing. When I woke up, he was still tied and sleeping, but I couldn't stop myself. I pushed my cock deep inside his anus, awakening him with a brutal thrust that shattered him. He screamed with pain and pleasure as he finally felt me inside him, then said, "I'll be yours just please be gentle."
I neglected his request and kept fucking him deeply and roughly for many hours till I felt he lost any consciousness. When I released him the only thing he did was warp his mouth around my cock and suck it dry.
I kept fucking him many more hours every day for over a month while he was my prisoner. I changed him into my obedient sex slave, trained him to sleep while his anus was plugged with a dildo, stretched his anus many times, and filled him up repeatedly with my own seed.
I can not forget the day when I told him I am gonna pee inside your rectum and after I did I prevented him from emptying his rectum. I wanted his body to absorb every drop of my cum and my pee. In a very simple words, I feminized him and owned every part of him.
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Posted on : Apr 5, 2026
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