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Sex Slave ApplicationI was very shy 20 year old when I was in my junior year of college. I still lived at home in my mom’s basement to save money. I didn’t have the highest self esteem at the time. The girl I lost my virginity to confessed she only had sex with me to steal my cherry. I had become obsessed with online porn. Everything was arousing to me, especially gay porn. I chatted with several guys online …Exchanging nude pics, cam to cam, and roleplay. I usually sat nude on a towel masturbating while conversing. I got addicted to the attention older guys gave me. One evening, I got into a chat with a man who was looking for young Bois to train. I was intrigued by him because he didn’t ask for nude pics over the course of two hours. Instead, he asked normal questions about my non-sexual interests and he shared his. After we concluded our chat and he logged off. I decided to send him a fully clothed picture. The next day, he had sent me one of him fully clothed too. Over the course of a few days, we continued to chat online and exchange emails. Our chats became sexually specific. He shared what he was looking for and I seemed to be his type. Until he asked if I wanted to meet in public. I was nervous but excited about the offer. We met on a weekend afternoon at the food court in a mall bahis firmaları on the south side of town. I got there early and waited for him. When I saw him, I felt weak and light as a feather. His strong handshake nearly crush my hand. He talked in a smooth soft voice. I couldn’t keep my legs from shaking as we talked. He confessed that he had strong feelings for me. He went over certain rules I needed to follow if I was serious about being his “student”. I got erect in my shorts as he went over them. After 15 minutes, I followed him into a clothing store. He handed me a pair of jeans to try on and a camera. I was told to take several pictures in there for him. I undressed quickly and took the pictures. My cock was so hard, it felt as if would burst. He knocked on my changing room door and I slipped the camera over the top of the door to him. He stepped away to view them as I got dressed. He seemed pleased and we went to the restroom. We both entered the handicap stall. I was told to strip and get on my knees. He told me to close my eyes as I heard him unzip his pants. He place his long thick cock on top of my head and took pictures. Then he began to slap my face with his rod. He ordered me to look up as he took more pictures. He told me not to be scared and it might hurt a little. kaçak iddaa Before I knew what was coming he slapped my face hard. My head hit the side wall as tears began to form. I whimpered but he told me to be quiet. I sniffled as he had me open my mouth. He stuffed himself into my mouth and had me look up as I sucked. He liked the look of fear in my eyes as tears were running down my cheeks. He got this look in his eyes, which terrified me. He seemed to enjoy my discomfort and it scares me. He had reminded me that I could ask to stop at anytime and it would terminate any further contact. I didn’t want to stop even if I felt weak, powerless. He jammed himself deep into my throat forcing me to gag uncontrollably. He held my head on him until I puked into the toilet. He let me wipe my face before going hard back into my mouth. I was ordered to open as wide as I could. My jaw ached as I fought not to bite down.The drool from my open mouth splattered over my legs and floor. I was sweating hard as he forced me violently down on him. Streams of tears flowed out of my eyes. I barely managed to catch air, taking short quick inhales through my nose. A warm feeling came over me, I was exhausted and began to wonder if the end was in sight. Minutes seemed like hours as he fucked the shit out of throat. kaçak bahis It burned as he unloaded his seed into me. I gagged hard and he squeezed my nose shut…Forcing me to swallow. I had no choice and swallowed hard. He kept himself in me until there was nothing left. When he did pull out, my jaw ached as I tried to shut my mouth. He wiped himself against my right cheek and then stuffed his log back into his pants. I slumped over the toilet wanting to throw up. As I lay there bent over, he told me to get dressed and meet him outside. Before he had finished washing his hands, I spewed his cum out into the bowl. I tried to expunge as much as I could until I was dry heaving. I felt so weak. I barely could stand on my legs. They had gone numb being on the hard flooring. I got dressed and looked in the mirror. I had dark circles under my eyes and they were bloodshot. I splash cold water on my face. My cheeks were a bright red against my pale complexion. I walked out of the bathroom, expecting him to be there at the end of the hallway. I looked around and there was no sign of him. My body started shaking uncontrollably. My eyes started watering up. I quickly walked out of the mall with my head down. I got home and tried to email him. He never replied nor did I see him online again. For a time, I felt hurt that it was only a one time thing. Still, it aroused me just thinking about what I had done with someone I barely knew. The more I thought of it, the more it sexually charged me. I had to try it again!
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