I Like Making My Boy Stick His Tongue Out So I Can Give It A Little Smack With My Strap Before It Goes

Night Callers

You stirred from your heavy sleep, the feeling of gloved hands grabbing at you while you feebly tried to fight back….it was no dream.

The smell of the leather and something else, a chemical soaked rag lying next to you as the assault continued. You were aware of voices, mocking and derogatory as every inch of you was being groped, mauled and tormented.

One pair of hands were gagging you and keeping you restrained, the other spitefully twisting your delicate nipples….your underwear was ripped from you and the strong hands started pulling at your cock and balls. More laughing and taunting as you got harder….the glove gripping your shaft and roughly jerking you off, while the other hand now invading your ass.

All the while, the other assailant had your mouth covered and the fingers extended to pinching your nostrils shut. You grunted and moaned in a mixture of peril, panic and the rising feeling of orgasm. You started to thrash harder as the air was no longer there to take in…your vision was blacking out and maybe this was it for you.

Suddenly, the hand released you and you gulped in as much oxygen as you could…..but before you could beg for mercy, the hand gagged you again and the milking continued in earnest. You tensed as your orgasm was now on the way…..you couldn’t hold back as the spasm rushed up through your balls into your cock. But your torment was only just beginning…..a ruined orgasm was the first indignity you would suffer tonight. You humped fresh air, desperately trying to get any stimulation as the orgasm faded, unsatisfied and frustrated.

The bitches laughed again as your underwear was used to mop up your useless cum. The stained material was balled up and shoved into your mouth, with the sound of duct tape being ripped from a roll and wrapped like a vice around your face.

It would be a long night and who knows how many days?

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