| Gay: BDSM: Bob and His New Dom 2 (1/3) |
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A knock at the door and Bob is suddenly aware that he is tied to a bed and wearing sissy clothes. His dripping cock is poking out of a pair of crotchless panties. His humiliation would be complete if anyone but his dom could see him now. Despite having just sucked Bob dry, Sir is still dressed and looking immaculate. “Come in.” The maid comes in with the towels. She is at first shocked at the sight of Bob but tries to block it out. Sir makes idle chat with her, ignoring Bob on the bed. In the end she has to ask what is going on. Sir tells her that Bob is his sub and has performed badly with his makeup. He says that he has soiled the fresh white panties he had been ordering into. It appears the maid is a domme as well, and has similar problems with her own sub. She offers to help discipline Bob. Bob is not consulted as the other two discuss various options for increasing his degradation. In the end they decide that he needs a shower. The maid undresses down to her panties and bra. They are cheap man made fiber, nowhere near the quality pair that Bob has been forced into. She then stands on the bed with her legs open wide, two feet above Bob’s upturned face. He can do nothing; he remains chained to the bed. He must accept his fate and whatever Sir has decided for him. She starts to pee through her panties, and Bob can see it bubble through. It starts to drip onto his face. Sir grabs Bob’s face roughly and forces his mouth open to accept the acidic yellow rain into his mouth. While he struggles against this humiliation, his cock gives him away as it strains again outside the crotchless panties he is wearing. “Fucking drink it up my little pussy. Your cock is telling me what you want and need far more that you ever could.” Her pee is dripping all over Bob’s face and dripping down her legs towards the sheets as well. “Stop those drips from getting on the sheets you cheap little whore.” Sir uncuffs Bob’s hands so that he can move to stop the pee from getting on the sheets. Bob starts to eagerly lick his way up her legs and clean up the dirty bitch domme from hell. She is finished and Bob asks for her soaking wet panties as a souvenir. In exchange she is given a Polaroid of Bob tied to the bed covered in pee. As she gets dressed, she discusses with Sir the difficulties in finding a real sub and the differences between rimming and tongue fucking asses. Sir eases her into her clothes and ushers her out of the room. Sir has a look of kindness on his face as he walks to the bed. Bob and Sir smile at each other and kiss gently. Bob can still taste his own cum mingled with the pee of the visiting Dom. Sir plays with Bob’s nipples and draws them gently erect. Bob starts to think that his punishment is over and they can make love as equals. Sir pulls back and roughly stuffs the still sopping wet panties in his mouth. “Suck them dry you piece of shit.” ”On your fucking knees you cheap little slut! She knew more about peeing than you ever will. Your ass is mine now.” Sir then beats on his ass with the rubber strap. Occasionally it touches the butt plug and pushes it further up Bob’s |
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