Gay Porn ( New Venyveras 5 )

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It's hot this year It is only June but the sun is already on seven branches not less than 32 degrees in shade - well even at noon in the sun in the field of Heroes where the heated concrete radiates the heat of the sun so intensely that it vibrates the air
You've been standing in the heat for half an hour no shadows Slowly a little sweat stream starts running down between your breasts moistening your body-like cotton cloth in tiny spots You curse yourself for forcing you here under strict orders but you wait because you feel something important is about to happen and you wouldn't dare allow yourself to disobey my direct order
All of a sudden a bike messenger turns around and puts an envelope in your hand without saying a word
It's got your name on it
You open it it's got a short note in it
The letter says " Green limousine in front of Fine Arts get in and follow instructions”
In front of the museum – unfortunately for you – there are three Green limousines (I know it's mean but I directed it) you try your luck on the first one – First Of course you're smart you're determined you're quick to find your way
- Are you waiting for me?
 Well if you're the 19 - year-old hydrogen-blonde mallet I have to take to the Rose Hill then yes
The blood runs in your face you want to punch him in the face – and then you want to punch me in the face – but you can't do anything else but turn to the next driver
- You are waiting for a green dress (the car goes to your dress 30-something lady?
 The guy looks at me with a lustful look and says " yes fairy get in"
"For the fairies" - emphasis and look – you wish you could scratch his eyes out but at this moment you realize that standing in the heat only if it was a warm-up the real trials are just beginning-and I promised you a full day's work
You're giving me the creeps You're thinking of stopping the car and getting out of the car – (but of course you're staying because you don't want to spoil the game and the mixture of poison and confusion is slowly growing into a dac which is why I'm not giving up)
The driver classifies you into the rush hour traffic on Doge George Road and then turns the mirror so he can see you
 Strip naked fairy put your clothes in this bag - and a garbage bag in the back
The humiliation and the helplessness of anger make the blood run to your face you can hardly bear the tears that are about to be broken but then you get strong (you don't show this lustful filth how much it bothers you that you have to strip naked in front of himand it's like you're on a nude beach and you're naturally pulling your clothes off and then your panties -- luckily you're not wearing a bra Of course the guy looks at your naked body drooling but you decide to ignore it but of course in a natural way you try to show as little as you can
In a few minutes it felt like forever the driver was pulling out another bag
- Put this on
In the bag is a disgusting black lace-up corset body a combfix a high-heeled red sandal and a maid's foreskin
"Oh my god if anyone sees me in this it's worse than being naked”
And then it begins to come back to me in the last few days little things little signs It's like in a thick fog you have to put together a picture of Mosaic cubes as I told you about my friend who is also a master the little stories about role-playing (favorite maid-landlord scene) the seemingly irrelevant questions about what you would do for me the comments I've given you about how exciting it would be to see other men the picture slowly piecing together: I lent you to another Master
All of a sudden you look out the car window and he's already left town He's in the unknown By the time you're really scared the car turns into a dirt road and stops between a series of basements in front of one of them
- Get out
You get out and you're thinking to yourself "what's your new master like how long do you have to serve?" and why did I do this to you in the first place?
The car is driving away and you're standing outside the locked door of the cellar like a bird of paradise in the middle of the field – about as conspicuous as you are
There's a peephole on the door of the cellar an unusual thing but if there's anyone in there no sound will tell us You're wondering what kind of person would use a basement as a meeting place?
You don't have much time to think because the door creaks as if asking for you slowly opens You don't see a man there's a machine talking to you
- Enter
You're going in slowly Stairs leading down smells like tobacco You're shivering - not just from the cold
The door closes behind you without seeing anyone
The space slowly opens up to room size the ceiling is hung on chains with handcuffs on it On the floor his partner with handcuffs Closet by the wall
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