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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

went into Costa for a coffee. I walked in, and stopped suddenly. There he was, the most beautiful boy. He was stood behind the counter serving customers. I was stunned by his feminine beauty. What stood out most about him was his soft brown eyes, they were so carefully made up with a hint of multi tone colours that blended with a slight application of lipstick . The Windows to his soul caused me to take a deep breath, reluctantly I forced myself to look over the rest of him. His short dusky / dirty blonde hair held in place with gel. The boy was about 20, he was about 5'7' tall, God he was so slender, his tiny waist emphasised by his very tightly tailored shirt. I watched fascinated, as his hands flew around taking money, making drinks, his movements were so graceful and precise I'm sure he was a dancer. I watched as he picked up a heavy milk carton and his sinuous biceps flexed a little. He was joking with a customer his voice soft gentle, feminine.

As I continued to study this one in a thousand person I saw his delicate tattoo from being hidden under his shirt the floral pattern went up from his spine along the side of his neck to his ear, his pierced ear having a matching floral earring.

Now I was so lucky, he turned round and bent down to take a box of cups his tiny body moved and I saw his tiny bottom. Oh dear God this boy is perfect.

"Hello, I'd love a large black coffee" I suspect that by some release of hormones my voice was deeper and more gravelly than usual. I smiled at the boy.

"Hello, I'd love to make you one. " he smiled back and I'm sure there was hint of flirt in his eyes.

"Will it be the best one I've had today"

"It will be the best one you've ever had" he smiled again and a wink.

I know he couldn't see my erection but it was straining to escape.

"Well it had better be, I'm very demanding" I half smiled but now I gave him the stare, the stare that suggests I'm a Tiger and they are my prey.

"Yes Sir, of course Sir. At once Sir. " oh yes, the stare had worked. To be fare he was extremely good at his job, as he went to hand me my coffee I saw that a tiny drop was trapped in between the plastic lid and the cardboard. I pushed the mug slowly back towards his face, "sort that drip for me". In that moment we connected and then I saw his little pink tongue slip out and lick the drip. I saw his tongue piercing and again my cock was straining. I took the coffee back. "Good boy”

“Thank you Sir, may I do anything else for you Sir?” “I’’m sure I’ll think of something.” I smiled at him and walked over to look for an empty table. I sat down at one with a couple of cups and saucers at it. As i sat down I looked over towards him and waved at him, he looked back saw the cups and ran over with a cloth. He smiled at me as he started clearing up. “You look a little hot” I said to him as there was a bead of sweat on his forehead, he smiled again and whispered “I am Hot”. “God I know that, what do I call you?” “Sam” “Sam, Sir.” I said to him in a slightly gruf tone. “Yes Sir, Sam, Sir.” His smile got bigger and he was enthusiastically cleaning my table, I put my hand out on top of his and held it firmly against the table. “I like to watch you serve me, I expect you enjoy serving?” “Oh yes Sir, I love to look after Gentlemen like you Sir.” “I’m very strict Sam, very picky Sam, I’d be vey strict with you Sam.” His eyes widened and he nodded. I let his hand go and he continued to clean. He looked slightly flustered.” “Sit Sam.” I patted the chair next to me. He looked round and said “I’m sorry Sir..” “Sit” I hissed at him, and after a moments indecision he sat. I got my phone out and started entering a new contact titled Costa Boy Sam. I gave him me phone and said “I need your number Sam, I may have some work for you that pays better than Costa.” He looked into my eyes and hesitated again. “Number” i said again slightly roughly. He took the phone and entered in a number. He gave it back to me and he started to stand up. “Sit” I told him and he sat down. I pressed call and after a few seconds we both head a phone buzzing on silent. “Good boy, I’m so glad you gave me your number without any mistakes. I’m Bob, but you can call me Master Bob. Update your phone Sam.” He actually gulped, and there was a definite tremble in his hands as he typed into his phone. “You may go now Samantha.” I smiled an winked at him. “Yes Master Bob” and he winked back. I very nearly spunked in my pants.

Samantha was going to be great fun. My only hope was that he was a little bi rather than full out gay. Too be honest if he hated sex with women it wouldn’t take me long to get him to change his mind.

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By *eajayTV/TS  over a year ago

Tamar Valley

Good start xx

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By *agical HandsTV/TS  over a year ago

wellingborough

Mm looking forward to more

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By *es for funMan  over a year ago

port talbot

Nice

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Thank you xx

Any suggestions for Samantha?

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Thank you xx

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By *usie4uTV/TS  over a year ago

Havant


" went into Costa for a coffee. I walked in, and stopped suddenly. There he was, the most beautiful boy. He was stood behind the counter serving customers. I was stunned by his feminine beauty. What stood out most about him was his soft brown eyes, they were so carefully made up with a hint of multi tone colours that blended with a slight application of lipstick . The Windows to his soul caused me to take a deep breath, reluctantly I forced myself to look over the rest of him. His short dusky / dirty blonde hair held in place with gel. The boy was about 20, he was about 5'7' tall, God he was so slender, his tiny waist emphasised by his very tightly tailored shirt. I watched fascinated, as his hands flew around taking money, making drinks, his movements were so graceful and precise I'm sure he was a dancer. I watched as he picked up a heavy milk carton and his sinuous biceps flexed a little. He was joking with a customer his voice soft gentle, feminine.

As I continued to study this one in a thousand person I saw his delicate tattoo from being hidden under his shirt the floral pattern went up from his spine along the side of his neck to his ear, his pierced ear having a matching floral earring.

Now I was so lucky, he turned round and bent down to take a box of cups his tiny body moved and I saw his tiny bottom. Oh dear God this boy is perfect.

"Hello, I'd love a large black coffee" I suspect that by some release of hormones my voice was deeper and more gravelly than usual. I smiled at the boy.

"Hello, I'd love to make you one. " he smiled back and I'm sure there was hint of flirt in his eyes.

"Will it be the best one I've had today"

"It will be the best one you've ever had" he smiled again and a wink.

I know he couldn't see my erection but it was straining to escape.

"Well it had better be, I'm very demanding" I half smiled but now I gave him the stare, the stare that suggests I'm a Tiger and they are my prey.

"Yes Sir, of course Sir. At once Sir. " oh yes, the stare had worked. To be fare he was extremely good at his job, as he went to hand me my coffee I saw that a tiny drop was trapped in between the plastic lid and the cardboard. I pushed the mug slowly back towards his face, "sort that drip for me". In that moment we connected and then I saw his little pink tongue slip out and lick the drip. I saw his tongue piercing and again my cock was straining. I took the coffee back. "Good boy”

“Thank you Sir, may I do anything else for you Sir?” “I’’m sure I’ll think of something.” I smiled at him and walked over to look for an empty table. I sat down at one with a couple of cups and saucers at it. As i sat down I looked over towards him and waved at him, he looked back saw the cups and ran over with a cloth. He smiled at me as he started clearing up. “You look a little hot” I said to him as there was a bead of sweat on his forehead, he smiled again and whispered “I am Hot”. “God I know that, what do I call you?” “Sam” “Sam, Sir.” I said to him in a slightly gruf tone. “Yes Sir, Sam, Sir.” His smile got bigger and he was enthusiastically cleaning my table, I put my hand out on top of his and held it firmly against the table. “I like to watch you serve me, I expect you enjoy serving?” “Oh yes Sir, I love to look after Gentlemen like you Sir.” “I’m very strict Sam, very picky Sam, I’d be vey strict with you Sam.” His eyes widened and he nodded. I let his hand go and he continued to clean. He looked slightly flustered.” “Sit Sam.” I patted the chair next to me. He looked round and said “I’m sorry Sir..” “Sit” I hissed at him, and after a moments indecision he sat. I got my phone out and started entering a new contact titled Costa Boy Sam. I gave him me phone and said “I need your number Sam, I may have some work for you that pays better than Costa.” He looked into my eyes and hesitated again. “Number” i said again slightly roughly. He took the phone and entered in a number. He gave it back to me and he started to stand up. “Sit” I told him and he sat down. I pressed call and after a few seconds we both head a phone buzzing on silent. “Good boy, I’m so glad you gave me your number without any mistakes. I’m Bob, but you can call me Master Bob. Update your phone Sam.” He actually gulped, and there was a definite tremble in his hands as he typed into his phone. “You may go now Samantha.” I smiled an winked at him. “Yes Master Bob” and he winked back. I very nearly spunked in my pants.

Samantha was going to be great fun. My only hope was that he was a little bi rather than full out gay. Too be honest if he hated sex with women it wouldn’t take me long to get him to change his mind.

"

More please xxx

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By *uddles500Man  over a year ago

city

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

Nice

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By *akeyjohnMan  over a year ago

ossett

Hmmm more soon i hope

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By *cotty99Man  over a year ago

tranent

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By *imale38Man  over a year ago

Barnsley

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By *p4it6969500Man  over a year ago

burton

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By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

Samantha 2

I held the condom in front of Samantha, she doesn’t know that i added two teaspoon fulls of milk with salt and sugar, so the scumbag was bulging impressively as it slightly swung left and right a few inches from her nose.

“Mmmm Daddy is very pleased with slutty Samantha. Open wide”

She slowly opened her slim lips with the badly smudged scarlet lipstick, her eyes closed, her tiny pointed tongue sensuously ran over her bottom lip and she tilted her head back. I slowly lowered the scumbag into her mouth and she carefully licked and sucked it, trying to arouse me with here oral skills. I removed it, turned it round and carefully emptied it into her very willing mouth. My huge cum load seemed to completely fill her mouth, she knelt there allowing me to admire my load.

I put the empty scumbag down and started playing with her nipples, gently at first but we both know it will get harder and as I started pinching them, really digging my nails into them I whisper “Samantha now swallows”. She closed her lips and started to swallow, It took three gulps before she opened her mouth to prove her obedience.

“Mmmmm good gurl. I’m very very pleased with you.”

“Thank you Master Bob, thank you my Lord. Thank you for the gift of your cum. It tasted Devine.”

“Samantha now tells Master what has. Happened over the last hour”

“Master, Samantha has had the privilege of being tied, beaten, abused, tormented, hurt and throughly fucked by the worlds greatest Master.”

As she said those words I caressed her nipples and smiled as I saw her lovely penis stat to swell again.

“Samantha stands up”

She struggled to stand up, her hands still cuffed behind her back, her knees still suffering from kneeling on the tray of beer bottle caps, two of them still clung to her left knee cap as she wobbled into an upright stance. I continued to work on her nipples as I tenderly kissed her, our tongues exploring, she kissed superbly, mind you she did everything superbly. I gently turned her round and pushed my cock in between her bum cheeks, both my hands giving her nipples the attention that she craved. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ears. I managed to take my hand away from her left nipple and started to stroke her cock. A sexual gasp escaped from her mouth and my hand started to rub her pre cum all over her cock head. I knew she as lost in that delightful state of complete arousal.

“When did Samantha last cum?”

“Three weeks or so Master”

“Does Samantha want to cum?”

“Only if it would please Master Bob.”

“It pleases me that she doesn’t cum.”

“Dear Master Bob, please, please don’t let me cum Please my Lord, I just want to please you.”

“If Samantha cums, then Samantha should be punished shouldn’t she?”

“Yes Master, if it cums it should be punished, brutally punished. Punished so that it never forgets how badly it let its Master down.”

I started to wank her, stroking that lovely hard cut cock. I kissed her neck again, pushed my stiffening cock into her ass cheeks. She started moaning in delight. I said “Samantha will cum when i finish the countdown. Cum early or cum late and the CUNT will suffer more than she’s ever suffered. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6.....” I stopped wanking her at 6. I took a step back and looked again at this beautiful boy. His cock twitching, his big balls drawn tightly up to his body, his brain and biological systems had loaded his cock with a big load of semen. But like a nuclear missile test it was just a drill. The cock would be left untouched, the nipples would not feel the delights from my fingers, lips or teeth. Samantha stood there as her body slowly came down from a huge sexual high.

“Is Samantha happy?”

“Oh my Lord, it cant tell you how happy it is, its never felt so complete.Its never felt so right. It has one dreadful fear.”

I started to gently blow warm air over her neck , especially over her lovely ivy tattoo.

“Samantha tells Master its fear.” I turned her round again and looked into her eyes, I reached behind her and released the cuffs, allowing her arms to fall by her side.”Master, its fears you will get bored with it, you will dismiss it and it will never have these feelings again.”

I smiled and hugged her, and pulled her into me.

“I own you, I own Samantha, I adore Samantha. But Samantha knows I am a sadist. I will get bored, despite my efforts you will age, your absolute beauty will fade, that tight bum will lose its perfection. When that happens I will sell you. You will be replaced, and that will happen again and again. Each time you are sold you will be cheaper and cheaper and I expect at that point you will become homeless. Destined to live as a tramp.

And when a charity worker asks “How come you ended up on the streets” you will simply say “I am a masochist, my first Master told me that this would be where i ended my life and I want to prove him right.” So Samantha you are right your time with me will end, but I promise you your life will be filled with ecstasy excitement and joy. Some of the joy will come from when your suffering stops.Does Samantha want to be released from her slavery to me?”

Samantha returned to her kneeling position put her hands behind her back, lowered her head and kissed my feet. “Master it begs to spend its life with its Master”

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By *oukevCouple  over a year ago

Lancaster

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By *usie4uTV/TS  over a year ago

Havant

Excellent x

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By *imale38Man  over a year ago

Barnsley

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