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I am heated and ready for this fantasy: I go a to school mates home in which is located in an isolated country side setting in which is gated for some reason since no others leave close by to either of us. All around the place are tall trees with a small private brook just a few yards away. I go to the front door and knock. A few moments later, the door swings open abruptly and there stands his father towering tall wearing a heavy black<b> rubber </font></b>suite covering him from head to feet with thick gloves and knee high heavy thick<b> rubber </font></b>boots. He says to me in a deep frustrated tone voice, "My is not home and won't be back for a while. Come on in any way boy if you want." I give a quick glance at his crotch where a long black sheath and ball sack bade into the suite was dangly from it. Then, I say trembling with anticipation, "Thank you Sir" and walk inside. He slams the door closed and says to me, "Boy, you must strip down while you are here at all times." After I begin taking my last article of clothing off, my underwear, he orders me to stop. He, then, grabs scissors from the table top with one hand and my underwear with the other. He proceeds cutting them completely off of my body. He orders me to turn my back to him and he says, "Yea, nice piece of meat to keep around. Boy, lay face down on the floor and stay there if you know what's good for you." Once on the floor, he walks away for a few minutes . After a few minutes passed, I hear him returning by chain rattling sounds getting closer. He says, "Boy, rise now but don't turn to me." After I stand up, immediately he locks a wide belt around my waistline with chains hanging from it. Then those attached chains started raddling again as he placed and locked a collar on me with other restraints as well. Finally, a hood was placed over my head leaving only my pupils and mouth holes open. He says to me, You are now nothing more than a piece of meat in which carries only one purpose. You are my property in which I can use and exploit how ever I choose for pleasure and entertainment." |
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After he hears that his boy is going to return home, he sets up a specialized classroom in which is furnished only with chairs for viewing and prop up front like stockades, a fucking chair with milking rods attached and a demo table with stocks on top for the arms and head to be locked into Minutes before his son's arrival, he leads me into the education room where I am immediately strapped into the fucking, milking chair firmly.. He hooks up everything onto me and starts each of the machines on low massaging speed. Before he leaves me locked there in the room like that, he says, "Bitch, it time for my boy to learn on how to be a man like me.. In the future, other fathers who need to use you for this too may want to borrow you for this as well."
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piecepleasure is my new GM there.
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