"Good boy! You see? It was not so hard to understand your place, right?" I say, placing my hand on the nape of your neck and pushing your head down to the floor while I keep squeezing your balls hard. I release and stand up, moving to the wall and I unhook the chain that is linked to your balls, holding it as if it were a leash. Looking at your ass as you remain on four. "Crawl!" I yell, commanding you, sending my foot right between your legs from behind. "This is just the beginning".

My teeth are clenched together tight as you squeeze my balls but my cock reacts oddly, growing a bit harder as you squeeze. I feel your hand press against the nape of my neck before you push my head down to the floor, forcing me to all fours while you squeeze my balls, both of them feeling like they could pop in your grasp as I yelp a bit. "Fuuuuck, my balls..." I groan quietly to myself, body almost falling over when you release my nuts as I breathe heavy for a moment. I hear you fidgeting with the chain as it rattles and pulls at my balls a bit before you command me to crawl. "O-oka- UUUUUGH!" I can barely get the word out of my mouth before you foot sails straight up into my nuts from behind, my nuts perfectly held in place by the harness as my entire package bounces from the impact. I fall flat on the ground for a moment, cock head starting to leak just a tiny bit as I cry out, quickly pulling myself back up to my hands and knees before I'm punished again as I start crawling. I put one arm and leg forward, then the next, crawling forward through your basement like a dog on a leash - your dog on a leash, connected directly to my manhood.

All cocky, handsome bloke, looking for a fight in a bar with the wrong guy. Now look at you, crawling like a dog, My cock getting hard inside my jeans, sweat running through my shirtless torso, not because I am tired or exhausted, but horny. "Now you see the meaning of belonging to me?" I ask, while alert and ready to kick your balls again if you stop moving into the darkness. After a few meters, I turn on another light, revealing in the opposite wall a solid wooden X-frame "If you want to keep your balls and remain being a man, you know what you have to do" I comment, pulling the chain and therefore, your cock and balls.

My face is red from embarrassment as you walk me like a dog - your dog - by the leash on my junk. My fit body is sweating, glistening under the dim light as I crawl forward into the darkness, heart beating fast as you reinforce that I belong to you. I can feel your strong figure behind me, ready to strike my nuts at any moment if I dare disobey... and I don't, knowing better. After a bit longer a light flickers on and my eyes slowly adjust, revealing the wooden X-frame against the wall. My chest feels tight as I look at it, then back at you, but you simply demand that I know what to do if I want to keep my balls and instantly there's no question. "Y-yes, Guerrero," I say almost obediently, hands trembling before I yelp as you pull the chain, my cock and balls tugging against my body as I crawl over to the X-frame. I slowly stand and turn to face you, bending over to fasten my own legs into place and then my left arm, leaving the right arm for you as I stand in front of you, spread eagle, manhood dangling between my legs. The cocky, horny bar fighter turned into your bitch over a girl that didn't even want him.

As I see you tying  yourself in such a pathetic way, I almost feel bad for you "You should have believe me when I told you I was innocent at the bar... well, not so innocent" I say with a mischievous look. Your hard cock pointing up towards your belly button and your red balls hanging tied tightly to the chain. I secure tighter, each of the leashes you adjusted, finally I tie your right arm, poking your leg with my boner inside my jeans. Finally, I hook the chain that traps your balls behind the cross. Having you exposed and vulnerable at my mercy, I run my hands all over your chiseled, bruised torso, squeezing your pecs, your lats, and your obliques, until they get to your crotch. I grab your cock with both of my hands, covering full your 18 cm, such a small tool, I think. I unzip my pants exposing my hard cock and I hold it with both hands, the glans of my 22cm poking out of my hands completely "This is how an actual cock should look like, why are you so small?" I ask.

I feel my heart race a bit faster again as you remind me your warning in the bar, my body stiffening slightly like my hard cock that points up toward my bellybutton as I press back against the cross. I grunt quietly to myself as you secure the leashes even tighter, making sure I have nowhere to go. My teeth bite at my bottom lip as I feel your hard cock pressed against my leg through your jeans, remembering the large and powerful tool as you rammed it down my throat earlier this evening. Now, with my body completely exposed and spread open in front of you, I feel completely vulnerable as your hands maneuver your way around my body, rubbing against my aching flesh and squeezing my body possessively, claiming ownership over what belongs to you. You end on my crotch, both of your hands wrapping around my hard member as I moan a bit, the tip leaking from your touch. I've always been proud of my cock - it's always been bigger compared to most, but not compared to yours. You had already shamed me in our fight in the bar not just by kicking my ass, but by making me suck your larger and more dominant cock. You release the beast from your pants, holding it with both hands as the glans points out the end as you mock my cock size. I want to defend myself, say my cock is still large and that I'm sure you like it, but I know better than to speak up with such words. "Y-your cock is just larger and more superior than mine, Guerrero," I say, my face flushing red from embarrassment as I look at mine next to yours, looking dwarfed in comparison. "You bested me in the fight and you bested me with your cock." My cock twitches as I speak, shame etched across my face.

I hear your words admitting my cock is superior, but your gestures tell me you are not fully convinced that I am more a man than you. However, this is exactly why I brought you here, eventually, you will fully submit your will to me. If you were not so hot, handsome and had been so cocky at the bar, you wouldn't be here. Breaking every cocky, handsome guy I ran into is what I enjoy. I grab my longer and thicker cock from the base and I slam yours with mine as hard as I can, then I grab the leash clamping your balls and pulling them front I also pummel your sensitive testicles with my meat tool. Before exposing also my balls, I clamp mine as tight as yours but with my hand, to compare my testicles with yours, knowing already that mine are bigger. "Such tiny balls you have. Do you even consider yourself a man?" I comment.

I wince in pain as you slam your hard cock against mine, my entire package bouncing from the impact before you pull the leash clamping my balls forward to pull them closer to you as you begin pummeling my tight and sensitive nuts with your hard cock. "Fuuuck, my balls! Please!" I cry out timidly, watching as you begin to expose your own balls, your hand clamping yours tight as well as you do the same to me, comparing the two. My hard cock twitches as the sight of your cock and balls together, a truly impressive and superior package next to mine. My face turns even more red as you taunt me, asking if I consider myself as man with both of our junk in your hands. At this rate I'm feeling demeaned, embarrassed, and a lesser man as you point out your larger manhood. "I do" I say, my cock throbbing as I speak, though I gulp afraid that you may punish me for saying something you don't want to hear. "Your man, Guerrero," further submitting myself to you hoping it may bring me mercy.

"You seem confused, I do not want a man, I collect bitches" I say and holding your hard wet cock from the base, I pummel hard my own clamped balls with your cock looking at you with fierce and determination, moaning and biting my lips, enduring the pain... no, not enduring... but enjoying. "I even got the better stronger balls" I say looking at you. God! I feel the pain, but it turns me on. Walking away from you I examine your whole body "You know, there are people who like to use tools, I don't, these are my tools" I say flexing proud both of my arms in front of you forcing my biceps to pop. Without any warning or hesitation. I begin punching your perfect abs with my bare knuckles as hard as I can, trying to not hurt your solar plexus or liver at this point, I just focus on mashing the perfect chiseled bulges outlined. I realize your skin turns red and I smile and continue pounding hard.

My brow furrows as you mention collecting bitches - I suppose I am simply just a bitch, though you have made that clear already by humiliating me and chaining me in your basement by my balls while having me spread open and vulnerable in front of you. My eyes grow wide as you take my cock and start pummeling your own balls. It was a surprising gesture but it was hot, showing just how strong and durable you are as you mention having the stronger balls. My eyes gaze up to see your arms flexing as you call them your tools, my cock once again twitching at the sight of your body as you show it off in front of me - before you slam a fist directly into my abs without warning. "OOOOOF!" The impact makes a loud, hollow sound that echoes through the basement as you continue punching. I'm flexing my abs, trying to endure the pain as you continue to punch the chiseled and toned muscles on my torso, my body jerking and writhing against the leashes holding me in place while my cock and balls bounce with each punch. My head tilts back in pain for a moment as you continue to punch my abs, the skin turning red as I start feeling a bit dazed. Sweat starts dripping from my forehead and I moan a bit, head slumping forward against you as you continue to pound hard, mouth almost drooling on your shoulder as I grunt and groan a bit. My cock is rock hard and throbbing as you pound my abs, my chest breathing heavy breaths as you continue to pound into me until I'm coughing in pain against you.

Non-stopping, I move from side to side, merciless, using you as my personal punching bag. I can feel the heat coming from inside my body and sweating dripping all over my torso and being absorbed by my mask. I have good cardio and I decided that I will not stop until I get tired. After five minutes of continuous punches. I see your head hanging front on your chest, I sense you breathing heavy and gasping almost in my ear and your open mouth is about to drool. But I don't stop. I continue, for three more minutes, my punches are not as hard as they used to be, I am panting, this feels like working out. Your mouth begins drooling and to finish the workout I send a hard left hook right at your liver. Knowing how excruciating it must be, not being able to curl up, rub the area or just to fall on your knees to ease the irradiating pain. I retreat, taking deep breaths, with my hands on my waist, soaked in sweat, observing how you suffer.

Your moves are quick, rapid - my eyes can barely keep up with them as you bounce back and forth, pounding away at my abs as I'm used as your new workout equipment. I'm trying to fight the pain, trying to remain strong as my head leans against you, drooping over my chest against your shoulder. I feel like I'm done, unable to continue and you also seem the same, covered in sweat and slowing a bit... but you choose to continue for another three minutes at least. Drool is dripping from my mouth by the time you're done, my eyes fluttering and barely able to stay open as my red skin has already started to turn shades of purple for the bruises that have started forming. I'm covered in sweat and dripping similar to you, though yours from exertion and mine from pain as my body tries to recoil in pain. One final blow hits me hard in the liver and my eyes go wide. "AAAAAAARGH!" I cry out loud and then whimper quietly for a bit as you step back to observe me, silent sounds of pain and sadness coming from my lips as I sniffle, body now limp and unable to stand on its own as I am held up by the X-frame. My head droops and drool puddles on the ground in front of my from my mouth, mixing with my sweat making the floor slick. My body is trying to pull in on itself to comfort my aching abs but it can't, instead leaving me still exposed as my rapid and shallow breathing slowly steadies out. After the whimpering subsides I am motionless for a bit, only small moans of pain coming from my mouth now before I finally pull it together, attempting to stand but unable to. Fortunately the X-frame could still keep me up, my head slowly tilting up to look at you with a pained expression, hair matted to my forehead as I look like I'm begging for mercy with my eyes.

I see your legs failing you, but you remain steady and standing because of the ties. Your head bounces limp on your chest as you try to lift your gaze and face me, you cannot keep your mouth closed and a thread of drooling comes from your mouth to the floor. I slap your handsome face "You are mine, bitch" Then I grab you by the hair and pull you up, so you remain standing on your own. Your inches taller frame does not look so superior now with your head on your chest. I rub your pecs and take my hands to your nipples. Some people would use some tool or torture device, but I rather use my own hands to dish any pain. I pinch your nipples with my fingers, feeling them soft, and I slowly increase the pressure, before pulling aggressively towards me, stretching the skin on your pecs. Rejoicing at your cries.

I'm broken, defeated - even more so than I was at the bar where you initially claimed me as yours. My head droops and a bit of drool drips from my lips as I try to steady my breathing, body bruised and battered. I grunt in a bit of pain as you yank my hair up, my sweaty body reflecting the dim lighting in the basement as I remain spready open and vulnerable to you on the x-frame. Your figure looks hot as hell and in any other situation I'd be admiring it, but now my body just aches as I feel your hands rubbing my pecs, slowly moving to my nipples as you clamp down. At first it stirs something in me, a sexual response with makes me release a light moan. However, you slowly increase the pressure causing me to yell out, yanking them straight toward you as I throw my head back in pain, cries echoing up at the ceiling as I wish I was anyone but strapped to the frame. "FUUUUUUUUCK," I continue, the skin on my pecs stretching tight away as you pull them harder, my aching body trembling and pulling against the binds.

I continue pulling your nipples. You can see through the mouth hole in my mask, that I bite my lower lip, enjoying the feeling of your tender nipples, the sight of your stretched skin and the sound of your cries. My cock getting hard inside my black jeans. Without releasing your nipples, I lift my knee to impact your trapped naked balls hard, making your whole junk, cock included to bounce and swing as you scream again, and I repeat the punishment, I knee your testicles hard, three more times, while squeezing your nipples.

As you pull my nipples I can see into your mask, see your teeth biting at your lower lip as you enjoy the sounds of my pain, see the outline of your cock getting harder in your jeans while I cry out even more, skin feeling like it's stretching as you continue to pull at my sensitive nipples. I'm fidgeting endlessly, wanting to break free for escape before - WHAM! Your knee thrusts into my trapped balls hard, pulled tight but the collar causing my entire package to bounce, my rock hard cock throbbing and bouncing from the strike. A bit of precum starts to leak from the tip as I moan and cry out, legs trembling as I find it hard to stand before - WHAM! You strike my nuts again, my nipples still pulled tight as your knee and the bindings keep me standing up. "Guerrero, please," I cry out on deaf ears as you strike my nuts twice more, my nipples squeezed and pulled tight as my trapped balls and cock swing wildly from the blows. The pain is building up in my abdomen from the nut shots as you torture all my most sensitive areas.

I grin, release your nipples, and begin to untie you, as if your pleas had made their mark on me. I've already weakened you enough; you're breathing heavily, your entire torso is bruised, your nipples and the skin on your pectorals have turned red, you're sweating nonstop and even shaking a little. You'd barely stand if you didn't collapse immediately into the puddle of sweat and saliva below us. I untie your left arm first, then your right. I bend down and look at your red, bound cock and balls. I immediately untie your legs, but I keep the restraints on your penis and balls fixed to the wall behind you.

I'm trembling by the time you finally release my nipples, my lower lip quivering a bit as beads of sweat drip from my bangs and drool drops down my chin. I want to thank you for stopping but I'm so weak and battered I can't find the energy to speak as you start to make your way to the bindings. As you untie my left arm it instantly drops at my side, my shoulder hunching a bit forward as I groan. The right arm follows in suit, dropping to my side as you take a quick second to observe my rock hard but red and battered cock and balls before you finally untie my legs. My body feels relieved, finally released from the restraints as I instantly collapse to my knees and fall forward. Of course, you decided to keep the restraint on my cock and balls - which tugs hard at my cock and balls as I fall to the ground, causing me to yelp loud and reach down between my legs to hold my aching manhood. I'm laying on my side, trembling and groaning as I slowly look up at you, looking pathetic and defeated beneath you as you stare back down at me - my body still trapped in the basement by my cock and balls leashed to your wall.

As I expected, I see a little hope in your eyes, which I plan to extinguish. Lying on your side with your hands on your balls, you raise your head to look at me pathetically. "This is not over, bitch," I sentence in a cold voice. "GET UP!" I order you, but before you obey me, I grab you by the hair and pull you aggressively to your feet, facing the x-frame. "Now the real fun begins," I whisper in your ear, while pressing my cock against your ass, I raise your right arm to tie it again, then your left and finally your ankles, leaving you tied, only this time your back is to me. I strip off my clothes, leaving me naked, and I begin to stimulate my cock with one hand, while with the other, I insert two fingers into your hole.

My face drops as you command me to get up, the hope in my eyes dropping immediately as I start trying to scramble to my feet. You're faster though, already having grabbed my hair as you pull me up aggressively to my feet, my face scrunching with pain as I stumble a bit while I try to regain my balance. I'm facing the x-frame now as I feel your cock press against my ass. My eyes go wide a bit as I realize what's coming, but I'm too weak to say or do anything. Your body forces mine against the x-frame as you raise my arms to tie them, then back down to my ankles as I'm now facing away from you. My chiseled abs flex as I feel you against me after you remove your clothes, my sweaty and broken body barely able to even move as I feel your fingers slide against me. Instantly two fingers slide into my hole and I yelp, my tight ass clenching at first as you briefly prep it for what's coming next. I whimper a bit, remembering your big cock slamming into my throat at the bar after you had conquered me there.

Oh, you don't know what comes next. No more than three feet away, there's a lever connected to a mechanism that makes the lower limbs of the X-frame join with the upper ones, raising your feet off the ground, leaving you hanging, dependent only on the restraints, extremely vulnerable with your ass in the air. Your hard cock is pressed against the wood, but your balls hang exposed between your spread legs. I lick my lips before launching several kicks from behind, repeatedly connecting my instep with your very sensitive testicles.

I hear you reaching for something, panic filling me for a moment as I hear you pull something before a mechanism starts causing the lower limbs of the x-frame to join the upper ones, my feet no longer on the ground as I'm completely hanging, all my weight supported by the restraints. I'm confused and terrified at this point, not sure what's coming as my breathing gets a bit faster. My cock is rock hard and pressed firmly against the wood, my balls dangling between my legs in the restraint causing them to be perfectly vulnerable to you. "Wh-what are you doing?" I ask weakly, not sure if fucking me was the plan before - WHAM! Your foot comes flying up unexpectedly between my legs, your instep slamming directly into my already aching nuts. They bounce a little but mostly smack against the wood, nowhere really to go. "AAARRRGHUUUUH!" I scream loud, my eyes widening and then crossing. The pain surges into my abdomen and I feel like I might puke from the surprise nutshot - but then comes another, and another, and another as you continue to repeatedly connect your foot with my trapped, aching nuts. Tears are streaming from my eyes as I cry out, my hard cock throbbing and threatening to release a load onto the wooden beam from the ball torture. My head starts to lull a bit and my eyes start threatening to roll up into my head as you continue to pound my balls, consciousness hard to hold and my load becoming even harder to hold as you smash my balls.

Your whole body shakes with every impact of my feet on your manhood… well, there won’t be much left of that once I’m done. This time your screams turn into real tears, your body truly goes limp, and I see that you’re about to lose consciousness due to the torture applied to your red balls. Before you faint, I insert my fingers again from behind, three fingers this time, to keep you awake, while with my other hand, I grab and squeeze your balls. “Now you’re completely mine, bitch,” I whisper in your ear as I give your testicles the final squeezing punishment, before impaling you on my thick, veiny 8,7 inch cock, the same I forced you to suck in that bar. Without a warning and without any further preparation, I let it go all the way, and I begin to move my hips back and forth, rubbing my penis against your insides. While I sneak my hands front to once again pinch your nipples.

My body is almost completely limp now as you continue to strike my balls, my responses becoming weaker and weaker until you finally stop. My head droops backward a bit as you insert your fingers - this time three - straight into my ass as my body jolts again, my head jerking up. I'm awake but in a daze, looking almost drunk as you grab and squeeze my balls, cock threatening to blow all over the x-frame as I let out a loan guttural groan from the pain. "I'm... completely yours," I say in response to your statement, almost like I've been brainwashed from the daze I'm in from the pain to my body and balls. My body jolts again from the one final hard squeeze before "Uuuuugh," I grunt a bit as you slam your full 9-inch cock directly into me. My ass struggles to take it but you force it in all the way anyway, tears running from the corners of my eyes as my body is too weak to fight back and the noises coming from my mouth sounding more primal from the daze of pain I'm in. I feel you start to go back and forth, your cock rubbing my insides as my hard cock continues to throb. Your hands snake around to my front and take my nipples again, my body no longer resisting or even pulling against the restraints as you fuck your new broken boy toy.

I close my eyes, rest my head on your back, and bite my lower lip as I continue ripping your insides with my thick tool, delighting in your tight asshole. It's obvious you've never been fucked before, maybe because you're supposedly straight. The first time is never pleasurable; it always hurts, and I hope this hurts a lot. I don't care if you cum or not. I didn't bring you here, to this sacred and secret place, for your enjoyment; I brought you to turn you into my bitch and my personal cum dump. I begin to moan with pleasure, while I squeeze and tug on your nipples even harder. Wrapping your body with my arms.

As you start to fuck me the tears continue to form in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. I've never been fucked before and of course the guy doing it to me now has a massive dick that feels like it's ripping me in two. It's painful and an unpleasant experience but my hard cock continues to throb as you continue to pump into me, my aching balls bumping and slamming against the wooden pole as you thrust into me. "I- I'm gonna..." I grunt before my cock finally releases itself, coating the wooden rod of the x-frame with my load as it starts dripping down the pole, rope after rope of cum releasing as you continue to fuck my ass. My nipples are red and sore as you continue to fondle them and my body is broken and exhausted, but it doesn't stop you from wrapping your arms around me as you continue to get your pleasure, my body and my ass yours as you dominate me and fuck me, my face red from pain and embarrassment as I sit in strapped against a pole coated in my own cum while your cock rips into me, my ass tightening around it as I whimper in pain.

Somehow I sensed your body going limp in my arms, as if all the remaining strength in your body would have been somehow drained. I do not see, and I do not care, but yet, I may have an idea on what was drained from you. I keep thrusting, taking my cock almost out, before ramming it back inside aggressively. Furthermore, I keep repeating this until I feel it: my body shivers as if some electric wave came from my cock head and ran through my whole body. I moan louder as I squeeze and pull harder your nipples as if they were handles. My cock twitches uncontrollably inside of you, releasing ropes of my cum, filling you with my seed, breeding you. I release your nipples and grab your hair and pull your head back for you to see me. "Now you are, for real, one of my bitches" I say with an evil gaze.

My body is almost limp as you continue to fuck me, your cock almost coming completely out before you slam it back into me aggressively. My body slams against the x-frame as you pound my ass, my head lulling again as you fuck me ruthlessly until your body finally tenses up. Your hands grab and pull my nipples even harder, using them for leverage as I groan, your cock releasing its full load inside of me as you breed me and completely make me your submissive bitch. I feel your warm seed feeling up my insides as my body remains mostly motionless. Finally when your load is fully released into me you pull my hair to tilt my head back, my dazed expression looking completely defeated and owned by you as you force me into submission while you tell me I am now one of your bitches. "I- I'm yours..." I say with a slurred voice, words barely coherent and my body aches. My ass aches, my balls ache, my abs ache, my cock aches... I'm battered and bruised and at your mercy as I'm chained to your wall by my package which you now own. I'm barely able to stay conscious as I try to look into your eyes as you stare back at me with your evil gaze.

You say that you are mine, but you are almost unconscious, with still my cock inside of you, I shove your head front and begin untying you, once again I began from your wrist and as you fall, you lean on my body and I guide you to the floor, your legs still up and tied. I see the mess you made on my X-frame, you are not the first doing it. Without being completely conscious about it, I rub my face on the wooden spot where you came, so this masked gets soaked with your male essence. I grab your cock and balls and also rub them on my face to clean your come with this mask. Then I place my foot on your groin and flex my arms proudly. My cock and balls swinging over you, as you remain tied from your ankles and manhood. "You know I could truly destroy your balls, right?" I ask you. "I want you to thank me for letting you remain being a man".

I feel your hand reach for my head as you shove it forward, your cock still deep inside of me as you start to untie my wrists. I instantly begin to fall, unable to keep myself standing on my own at this point as your body catches mine, my weight leaning against you as you guide me to the floor. My legs are still up and tied, my back on the floor with my cock and balls still chained to the wall, held in place by their restraints as I'm in a complete daze. I see you rub your face against the wooden pole that I soaked with my cum, then groan as I feel you grab my cock and balls, feeling you brush against them as you wipe them clean of my cum. I'm unable to really comprehend what's going on, mind in a complete fog from the beating I took - I only really register I saw you near the pole and that I felt you rub against my cock and balls, mind not really registering anything strange. You then place your foot on my groin, my cock and balls under your dominate foot as you flex, your cock and balls swaying above me like a pendulum as I stare up at the ceiling with blurred vision. You mention destroying my balls and a bit of panic goes through me even though my body is too worn to react. "T-thank you Guerrero, thank you so much..." I start, voice weak in my daze while you pose over me with your foot on my manhood. "Thank you for sparing my balls and letting me remain a man," I finish, knowing very well you could have destroyed my balls there and ended my entire manhood and bloodline easily.

I grin when you thank me. You were once cocky on the bar, you acted all tuff and thought you could actually beat me. You came here thinking I wanted a lover... How fool! Now I see you lying on the floor, completely broken, no trace of the cocky man you were just a few hours ago. "Pathetic" I say. Then I untie your legs and unlock the chain connected to your manhood. I kick your sides to force you to be on four and placing my instep under your testicles from behind I say "Well, BITCH, Now you know what to do" I say and point at some distant closed door.

I see your grin through my hazy vision as I thank you for sparing my manhood. You call me pathetic and I truly feel it as you untie me and unlock the chain between my junk and the wall before you kick my side causing me to yelp, rolling over onto my stomach and slowly getting to all fours like a dog. I'm humiliated - completely broken, battered, and dominated by you. You own me like a dog, on all fours in front of you as your instep presses under my testicles as a firm reminder of who is in charge and who owns who. I don't even have to second guess what you want me to do: I instantly start crawling toward the distant closed door, though a bit slow and weak from the beating, doing my best to stay up and crawl to prevent your foot from sailing straight into my balls like it was threatening to do.

We get to that door. I push it for you to enter. I turn on the light and what you see is four males, each one caged on its own dog cage, completely naked, their wrists and ankles chained to their manhoods. their heads covered by black improvised masks. "I did told you, I collect bitches... I meant it, literally" I say to you. Placing my foot under your testicles pointing at an empty opened cage, for you to enter there. Once there I put some locks on your wrist and ankles and taking off the chain on your bulge I tie your limps to your cock and balls. To finally, place a black sack to cover your face. "I must admit, you might become my favorite bitch" I whisper in your ear.

As the door opens you switch on the light and as it flickers on I see the sight of four other males, all caged in their own dog cage, completely naked with their wrists and ankles chained to their manhood. My eyes go wide, still too weak to really resist as I look at them, faces all covered with black coverings to act as masks. You weren't lying when you said you collect bitches - you literally have them in your home. I feel your foot brush against my testicles again as you point to an empty opened cage and I move without resisting, crawling straight into the cage where you put some locks on my wrists and ankles and take the chain off my bulge before securing my limbs to my cock and balls. I feel you place the black sack over my face and everything goes dark, unable to see anything anymore as I sit in the cage exposed, limbs chained to my own manhood as you lean in to whisper in my ear. As you mention me becoming your favorite bitch I silently gulp, nervousness washing over me as I wonder what's in store for me moving forward.

I climb the stairs to my house. I am naked, except for my mask. When I pass by the same mirror in the wall, I notice that my mask that should be stained with your cum, it's again clean and pristine, fresh and new. That does not seem off to me, as I forgot I rubbed my face on your cum. I take a shower without taking off  the mask that at this point seems to be my own skin. It gets dry and recovers its pristine look in just minutes.  I feel a little tired, so I chose  to get some sleep.