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Hell's call - Kas x loneiysong

Kas

Moon
Joined
Dec 29, 2012
Location
Italy
Jason was a tall boy with brown short hair. He was a member of the college football team, but he also spent many hours working out at the gym, thus is body was fit and ripped. He had a broad shaved chest with bulging pecs, and the abs were shaved as well, except for a thin trail of light hair that from the navel disappeared into his boxers.

Although he always behaved as a dominant guy, he had a secret kink for submission. None of his friends knew about this, but he was often surfing the net in search of unusual sexual encounters, either with girls or men. He had already had many experiences, but nothing too extreme. He preserved his ass virginity as a bulwark, thinking that once he had lost it, he would have lost his power and respectability among his friends as well.

After a tough match, seeing his teammates naked in the showers without showing any interest was not a simple task. Some of them were extremely hot. He was driving home, still fantasizing, with too much testosterone running in his veins. He switched on the computer because he badly needed some sex and he was willing to do something more extreme than usual. He soon ran into the most interesting announcement he could ever think about, the picture was enough to make his cock rock hard.
 
The picture, or more like, the website that he stumbled along was his website. He called himself "The Masked Dominant". He was currently looking for a pet, a submissive. But he was choosy. Very choosy. He was a well to do man in a very high official office that demanded he remained a secret. Very few slaves even knew who he was, no one from his real life knew he was. He lived a fake life, one that all his voters loved and aspired to be. But in the darkness of night, he had a piece of property no one knew about. That was where he kept his submissives. That's where they were welcome to stay, clean, and do his will. But very few submissives got to see his face. But now, he was looking for a new submissive, his last one had gotten married and moved away when it became clear that his Masked Dominant didn't want to marry him. He never really settled, no man was special enough for him.

His website was up and searching. Every mask for every submissive was new. But now, he was dressed in just a dragon mask. His muscles were a fine display. Down the right side of his ribs circled a dragon. He got it as a young boy. He looked to the screen with haunting blue eyes. His package was shaved and aroused. He had a grin in his eyes, but his lips were in a firm frown. THe pictures were of him jerking off and it even had pictures of some of his play room equipment. Then came the pitch.

"If you are interested in submissiveness or are looking for your dominant master, please contact this number to get in contact with my personal asistant. Please be ready to do blood samples and have a full physical. You may refer to me as Dragon"
 
Jason read the advertisement two, three times and more, his eyes continuously shifting to the pictures that made his package grow hard in the tight jeans cage. As mesmerized, he took his cell phone and dialed the specified number. He did not immediately press the “call” button, this was a big step for him. He knew his virginity was about to be lost. He thought whether a serious date with a real master was what he was looking for, but it looked like his crotch had the answer. He was soon speaking with a professional assistant with a quiet, deep voice who asked him a few questions and told him to send a picture via email. The voice said he would get an answer soon.

After a few clicks of the mouse, a folder opened on the screen; it contained many portraits of Jason in hot poses. The muscled boy scrolled to a picture taken after a swim, he looked a little bit more tanned than he was now, but his muscles were well shown. He had a titanium ring piercing each nipple, a tribal tattoo on his left arm and his hand provocatively reached down there, where thin swim briefs did not hide much of his package. The lower border of the picture cut above the knees, but his massive quadriceps were visible. He attached the picture and filled-in a short questionnaire, then clicked “send”. He took another look of the man he was giving himself, then he went to sleep, horny as he had never been.
 
THe assistant paged his beeper. Looking down at it, he saw that the message was from him. Getting up, Dragon moved to his office and locked the door. Picking up the phone, he dialed his assistant and was told that they had a potential submissive. He hung up and then turned on the computer and his eyes ran over the picture of the man. He was muscled. Looking over, he saw his name was Jason. A smile found its way to his lips. Reaching out, he ran his fingers along the muscled body and bit his lip. This one would be perfect.

Checking the questionnaire he filled out, he ran him through a police record scanner. As the page was computing, he picked up the phone again and called a doctor that he trusted to do disease screening. He said that he would be needing him in the next week. He sat back waiting for the police profile on this boy if he checked out, he would call him and start the fun. He ran a finger up and down his thumb and got up getting himself a glass of wine leaning back and waiting patiently.
 
Next day, Jason woke up with a boner. He took a shower and jacked off in the meantime, then he left for a whole school and gym day. His thoughts went often back to the Dragon master and shivers of excitement ran across his limbs as he imagined the totally new experience he was about to face. The coach shouted at him because he wasn’t focused on the football training. When he finally got home in the evening he found an email from the assistant. He opened it with a double click, his finger quivering on the mouse. He got an appointment in a few days for the medical examination.

The following days passed fast and normally, and Jason often wondered whether he would meet the master on that same date. Apart from that, he tried to prevent his fantasies from interfering with his daily life. This whole new thing was starting to thrill him and he was sometimes concerned about how deeply his future life would be different, but excitement soon drove away his worries. The fateful day began as all the others, but an accelerated heartbeat continuously remembered him something special was about to happen as he walked to the specified place.

(I assumed the police record was clean).
 
Jason woke up to an email telling him where to go. Dragon sent him directions to the sub house. He would be checked out there and if he was clean, that was where Dragon would meet him, but if he wasn't he would be excused and life would continue on.

Dragon woke up that day very excited. He moved to his closet and packed a few things. Dressing in his suit and tie, he made sure he had the dragon leather mask, and sunglasses and a baseball hat for travel. He smiled adn walked out to his car, unlocked it and set his bag in the passenger seat. He drove to the sub house to make sure that the housekeeper had kept everythign nice and polished adn clean. He walked around and inspected everything. The apartment was very nice and was decorated with teh best. Dragon smiled adn moved to his private wing of the flat and shut the door.

The doctor was there and ready to meet the boy when he came up. He got a full physical and multiple swabs were taken. The doctor was professional and told Jason what he was goign to do before he did it. Then he stood up with the swabs and smiled. "Please wait here while I go inspect your samples." He turned and walked to Dragons wing and Dragon sat and watched the man come back with everythign clean. With a smile, Dragon began to dress.

He dressed in jeans that hung low on his perfect hips and pulled on his Dragon mask and walked to where Jason's room was. He held a list of agreements and he smiled looking at Jason. The boy was attractive. The doctor had told him to put back on his clothes. Dragon reached forward a strong broad hand.

"Hello, Jason, I am Master Dragon. This is the contract that you and I will share, tell me, have you had a master before?" His voice was deep and rumbly adn very well spoken.
 
The place was clean and even more luxurious than Jason would have expected. He did not have to wait because the doctor was already there, he was briefly welcomed and the full physical followed immediately. The boy was used to medical examinations because of the sports he practiced, but most of the times the whole thing was limited to an auscultation and taking a sample of urine. The doctor was anyhow very kind, and this helped to relieve that bit of embarrassment.

While the doctor was examining his body, Jason realized that he wasn’t used to ask everybody he had an intercourse with if he or she was disease free, especially to girls he knew from school. All that professional examination looked unusual and excessive, together with the furniture of the house gave the idea of a kinky owner. He was anyway sure to be healthy because he had himself checked quite often.

The swabs turned out to be clean because, after he had put back on his jeans and t-shirt, he was introduced to the Master. Dragon had a perfect body and the mask that hid his face was mesmerizing. He spoke with a profound, charming voice and shook Jason’s hand firmly.
“Nice to meet you, Master” said Jason with his young but deep voice. “No, I have never had a Master before”.
Then he began reading the contract, that looked odd at his eyes, but he was willing to sign anything in order to get laid.
 
"Nice to meet you too Jason. Please read over that and tell me what your hard limits are." He moved to a chair and crossed his legs. He smiled around the mask. He had even used eye shadow around the eye holes of his mask making his mask look more like it belonged to him then not. He nodded. "So, tell me, you have never done this? Have you been sexually active at all?" He smiled and then reached into a bed side drawer and pulled out a pen and handed it to him and smild.

"As you are my submissive, you will be granted full range of this house. You will be given a phone number that you may reach me. If you vandalize or do dangerous acts in this house, you will be asked kindly to leave. There is a house keeper Esme that will help you with whatever you want. As my submissive, you will be given an allowance to keep the fridge stocked. As my submissive, you will not be allowed to touch yourself without my permission, your body is mine. I ask that you treat it like my property, keep it up, treat it kindly." He smiled adn watched him as he read the contract.
 
The mask was so embedded on his face that it looked like it was a part of it. It looked like his facial muscles were able to move it as proper skin, and his expressions were totally genuine and totally supernatural in the meantime.

Jason had never really thought about his limits. He did not want to be badly injured, but he thought a small scar wouldn’t kill him, thus he ruled out “permanent damage” from his mental list. Of course he did not want his family and friends to know anything about his kinks, but if he didn’t set that as a limit, he could have been blackmailed and the idea was arousing. Not to mention his ass virginity, which he considered already lost. A depraved idea was digging a way in his brain. He could say he had no limits. It looked a manly dare to him, but he did not know what he was putting himself into. He meditated for a few seconds, then he said: “I have no limits, Master. Please, take possession of my body and soul”.

“I’ve had many vanilla relations as a dominant… and only a few experiences as a submissive. But my ass is still virgin” he said with a bit of embarrassment to answer the second question. He read the contract quickly and signed. He did not take denial too seriously, he thought the Master would not know if he cheated. He wasn’t taking the whole thing seriously enough, maybe because it looked like a game to him, maybe because he was completely, deeply fascinated by the Dragon Master.
 
Dragon knew that the boy had limits. Every man had their limits. But maybe, Jason's limits would coincide with his own and the two would never know. He grinned and knew that he would push the boy. He would make him realize what kinks that he perferred more than others. He smiled and then nodded. Dragon listened to Jason and grinned.

"Tell me, when you were a submissive, what was done to you." He asked and saw Jason sign the end line. He took the paper and tore off a copy and handed it to Jason. "This is for your personal records, along with your health screening." He handed him a copy of his own blood and tissue sample. He smiled adn gave him his own where his name was marked as "DRAGON" he stood up and moved behind him. He stroked his back and wrapped an arm around his waist. "The thing aout BDSM is that it doesn't work if no communication is happening. So I need you to communicate with me at all times. If you want me to stop the word is red, if you are unable to speak just give me a middle finger or hum the "National Anthem". Now if you need me to slow down for any reason the safe word is yellow, if you are unable to speak give me a pinky, or hum "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". Do you understand?" He smiled adn looekd at him.
 
“I’ve been handcuffed… bound… blindfolded, spanked… gagged and mouth fucked. I’ve also tried light CBT, but I know I can take much more”. Jason took his medical reports and gave a look at Dragon’s. They were obviously clean and his real name wasn’t on the file.

Then the Master stood behind him and touched his back. A shiver crossed Jason’s body, that had been waiting for that moment for days. He could feel the bulk of Dragon’s muscles as he wrapped an arm around the boy’s waist. His cock went rock hard in his jeans, he closed his eyes in ecstasy and extended his head backward. He did his best to memorize every instruction and said in a breath: “Yes I do Master”. Then his left hand ran instinctively to his package and gripped his cock bulging under the clothes while is right hand reached the Master’s thigh and climbed up to his buttock.
If for a second he had been concerned about the contract, now his mind was free of any thoughts. He was maybe feeling more free, cocky and light-hearted than a good slave should.
 
"I see, and always by women?" He whispered adn looked at him and grinned wider. He smiled and then as Jason reached back to get onto his cock, he stood up. Looking at him, he stroked his hair and gripped his hair adn kissed his neck and grinned. "Strip for me my pet. I will show you what I want you to do when you know that we are going to have a play session." Dragon stepped back and watched him.

He looked at him. "This is your room, you are welcome to keep anything you want in here." He smiled and nodded. "Unless I suspect you of hiding something potentially dangerous to you like drugs, I will avoid your room. This is your private room. I do not like to sleep with anyone I do not trust and until I know you, I do not trust you." He smiled feeling his hard on press against his pants. This was going to be so much fun.

When he stripped, he smiled and looked at him. He smiled and then motioned for him. "After you undress, you will go to the playroom to wait for me. Follow me, I will show you where it is." He walked down the hall and then unlocked a large wooden door and opened it and turned on a light. Inside the floor was slightly padded around the door but was hard wood. There was a bed in a wrought iron frame and several chests, book shelves, and armoires. He smiled and looked around. There was even an iron maiden in a corner. He looked at him. "This room will be unlocked when I tell you to wait, other times it will be locked. As you wait for me, I want you to crouch down, and wait. Eyes cast down." He smiled and watched him.
 
“Also by men a couple of times…” said Jason. As Dragon gripped his hair, the boy started to feel really owned. He stripped fast when the Master asked. He knew he looked clumsy when he stripped, it had always been an awkward step for him. Now he felt naked and exposed. He did not even know the real face of his Master.

His room was beautiful, even more than he hoped. “I will never disappoint you, Master” he said as Dragon mentioned drugs. His words, “I do not trust you”, hurt his feelings a little bit, but he said nothing. After all, he was nothing but a pet, a new pet that hadn’t been trained properly. He understood all he wanted was satisfying the Master. He was turning fast into a completely subdued beast, but a trace of impudence was still present in his personality.

The playroom met his expectations. The furniture was that of the dungeons he dreamed in his most lustful dreams, but everything was clean and tidy. He wondered what toys were stored in the chests and armoires. His knees trembled unperceptively when he saw the iron maiden. Then he obeyed the Master’s will, crouching on the floor, looking down as an obedient pet. His cock was still rock hard between his thighs as he was sitting on his ankles. He wanted to look the Master, he wanted to see his body and touch his muscles, but he couldn’t. He was a good pet, and his duty was nothing but staying on the floor.
 
Dragon raised his eyebrow and smiled. Jason didn't know what he wanted. He thought he was the cock of the walk, but when he stripped it lacked anything that promised grace. She wondered if this boy broke down sobbing once he ejaculated. The thought brought a predatory smile to his lips. He smiled and nodded "I hope you don't Jason." He stroked his hand up his back. "My trust is earned." He nipped at his shoulder leaving a bit of a mark that he would be able to look at for a few days.

He moved him to the dungeon. He looked at him and stroked his head a bit and smiled. "Good boy, sit and be good while I go prepare my toys for you." He smiled and moved to the stereo turning on some Mozart. He hummed along as doors were heard opening and closing. A few whistles of canes flying through the air. He looked back at Jason to make sure he wasn't looking. After he had a small box set up toys, he stepped back and placed a fine wood cane against his side and smiled.

"When I trust you Jason, then you will truly be my pet. You will take on my collar and your soul mission will be to please me." He grinned wider. "Do you understand? I mean no slight when I said I don't trust you, there is only truth here." He stroked his face gently and understandingly. He stepped closer. He smelt of sweet lavender and he tapped Jason's thigh. "Now stand up, and move to the bed." He had placed a large pillow over the bed that would have him raise his ass in the air but also keep his head up in a somewhat comfortable position.
 
Jason got a glimpse of the mark left on his skin by the Master’s teeth. “I will do my best to earn your trust, Master”, he said seriously. He sat on the floor while Dragon prepared his toys, looking humbly to the ground. He could hear a dull thud every time an object fell in the box. He could hear whiplashes, but he couldn’t see anything. He couldn’t watch, he must not. Jason had always been genuinely curious, and his eyes were fighting to catch a glance. In Greek myths the protagonist always looks what he should not see, and is always punished. Jason knew deep down in his heart he was meant to be the punished hero, but this time he managed to look downward. He did not want to disappoint the Master so soon.

Then Dragon came back. “I understand” the boy answered. He stood up and walked to the bed as he had been instructed. He probed the pillow and the mattress, smiling, then he sat and let his back slip on the surface until his head was comfortably resting on it. In this position he was able to watch Dragon as he approached. He looked at him greedily, starving for pleasure. He wondered what toy he was about to try on his flesh, and waited eagerly.

Jason remembered his first intercourse with a man. After a few years spent fantasizing about gay sex, he decided to try and got in touch with a jock. During the first and only date, when he found himself in front of the guy’s cock, he changed his mind and regretted his choice. He did not want to suck it. But it was too late, the horny muscled man was not leaving without at least a blowjob. He put a spider gag on his face and fucked his mouth. That was when Jason realized he loved submission. And that was probably the reason why spider gags were his favorite toy.
 
Dragon watched him as he moved onto his back. He had originally ment for the boy to get onto his stomach and not watch him. He debated letting him go, but he shook his head. He stroked a hand down his back adn gave his ass another spank. "I want you to be on your stomach. When you earn the right to watch me on the moment of my release, I will let you, but not before." He smiled adn reached out and then patted his back. "Now roll onto your stomach. I am not going to gag you for the first few times. I want to hear you and make sure that we click." He smiled and watched him.

When he moved onto his stomach, he moved over to the box taht was on an end table and began to flick through some toys and hummed along to the music. He caned Jason's thigh in time to the music. He then moved up behind him, he was still wearing his jeans. Jason could feel the hard tent of his jeans pressing against his asshole. "I am going to spread you wide my little boy." He smiled adn gave his back another swat. He was slowly building up strength of the cane. Seeing where his limits were. He smiled adn then watched him.

"You are a fine specimen, Jason. I want you to devote everything to me. I want you to be mine while you stay here. You will not have sex with another woman or man without my permission here. You won't even touch another mans cock without my go ahead, do you understand? I will fulfill all your needs, but you must submit." He smiled and then ground his hardness against that ass wanting in, but he would take it easy.

Reaching into the box, he pulled out some lube and beads. He smiled adn looked at him and laid the beads over his ass so they were there to grip when he needed it. He began to lube up his fingers and looked at Jason. Putting the lube to the side, he began to stroke his ring with his lubed fingers pressing and spreading just a bit. He looked at him biting his back and ran his nose down his spine.

"When I finish with your asshole, you will be able to take anything I give it..." He smiled and gave his ass a bite.
 
He wasn’t meant to watch his Master. He wasn’t worthy. The order sounded fair at his submissive ears. He rolled on his stomach, planting his knees in the mattress and leaning forward. His face was now against the pillow and he couldn’t see at all what was happening around him. He gripped the iron frame of the bed with both hands.

A cane soon touched his skin. Dragon was beating him in rhythm to the music, as a harsh orchestra leader. Jason soon found himself loving and hating Mozart in the meantime, while the caning got strong and burning as the music got solemn and fast, exhausting as the rhythm got quick. The blows went stronger and stronger, soon stronger than he had ever been beaten, but he wasn’t used to show his pain. He took it all in silence, biting the pillowcase, until something between a grunt and a scream left his throat.

“Yes Master, I understand” he said. He really understood the meaning of his commitment now that his limbs were red, burning and aching. He lost every property right upon his body. This thoughts scared him and arouse him more and more. “I’m submitted, Master… And I want… your cock…” he said between short breaths “Cane me stronger… I can take more”.

When Dragon started to spread his ring, the boy’s muscles contracted. That sensation was so stinging… His hole was untouched, round and pink as a cherry, and extremely tight. The Master’s bites and breaths down his spine increased the tension in his muscles, and his body was bowing lightly backward.
 
Dragon smiled as he moved the cane, careful not to spank in just one spot. But he began to pick up speed up until he was playing with his anus. He looked at him and then slipped teh smallest of his fingers, the pinky, into his ass and began to work it in and out feeling his walls grip him. That was when Jason made his wants known. Raising the cane, he let it land with a hard thwack against his shoulder.

"What I want and what you want are two seperate things that are to be determined by me my little slut. Now be quiet." He began to swat him harder and harder feeling the reverberations up the shaft as he began to finger him now with his index finger going in and out. He smiled feeling every muscle clinch in his ass. He added his middle finger to the mix and stopped whipping him to hold his hip and whisper soft condolences to him

"Good boy Jason, you are almost ready. Though for today, I am going to play with some toys in your ass. Your not yet ready for my cock. If I put it in you you would be ruined." He nipped his ribs and smiled and picked up some glow in the dark anal beads and poured lube over them and began to slide the first one in smiling watching his muscles take it and he kissed his neck. "Good boy."
 
Jason shut up. He understood the Master was pushing his limits, and he wanted to impress him. He bit the pillowcase stronger and kept his voice inside. His cock wasn’t erect anymore, but he couldn’t notice because he had to focus on his breathe and on his muscles to stop a scream in his throat. Dragon was fingering his hole and beating him in the meantime. Each stroke of the cane caused a vibration in the pet’s body and soul, as a shock that stopped his breathe for a fraction of second, a wave that progressed inside his spine and reached the brain, filling the mind with nothing but pain. Each stroke made his sphincter contract around the Master’s fingers, but the extraneous object preventing its closure was another source of pain. Jason was trying hard to relax his muscles to relieve the pain, but every time he was hit by the cane, his efforts went to waste.

Then something changed. Dragon stopped caning him and started whispering. Jason could feel his warm touch on his hip. The pain was still present, each red mark on his skin was like a stinging little flame, and all sensations fused together in a single burning feeling, but at least he could relax. He could let the Master’s fingers slip into and out of his hole. The boy knew he was right. He wasn’t ready for his cock. He could barely take the fingers. When Dragon pushed a bead inside, the painful stretching ceased almost immediately, followed by a pleasant sensation of fullness. A sensation Jason was not used to, because his first reaction was pushing. His cock went hard again against the soft pillow, while the bead slipped out of his lubed, relaxed anus, and another wave of pain climbed upon his spine.
 
Dragon saw the red marks raising. He knew he woudl have to stop for now. Setting the cane down beside him on the bed, he smiled and watched the marks keep red and angry. As he was working on putting the beads in, he raised an eyebrow as he only pushed the bead back out and Dragon chuckled good naturedly.

"Oh Jason, you are going to feel an urge to push, but I want you to keep from doing it. Relax." He whispered adn moved up over him adn kissed the first angry mark that was right below his shoulder. Kissing down it gently. He smiled adn shoved the bead back in with force and kept it there with his thumb. He then moved a second and a third bead in. He grinned pressing the palm of his hand against the boys ass keeping all the beads in and looked at him. "This string is not very long, when I get it all in, it will just tickle your prostrate. But I am going to have to stretch you my little boy and you will know true pleasure then." He smiled and kissed his neck whispering all of that into his ear.

He then knelt back behind the boy and finished with two more beads and then reached to a box and pulled something out. The harsh sound of ductape was heard and soon Jason could feel Dragon sealing his ass. He smiled adn stroked up his thighs with his fine nails and bit his ass cheek. "There, now." He pulled out the pillow and tossed it to the side. He flipped Jason onto his back and grinned wider. "Since I know about your first time with a man, I know you know how to suck a cock." He grinned. He moved forward and reached to his pants and pulled a zipper down and reached inside freeing his cock. Reaching out, he stroked Jason's hair and angled his head up a bit and rubbed the tip of his aroused cock against his lips.
 
Jason could feel an increasing sensation of fullness as the Master pushed all the beads inside him and sealed his hole with duct tape. The slight pressure against his prostate caused waves of pleasure across his body and made him helpless. At each insertion, his muscle was stretched and he felt a sharp sensation of pain, but now his anus was tightly closed around the last bead, keeping them all inside. He felt no pain, only pleasure.

Then Dragon turned him on his back and ordered him to suck his dick. Jason licked the head of his penis with the tip of his tongue, tickling it and making it wet. Then he surrounded the whole glans with his lips, moving his tongue slowly in the meantime. He repeated two, three times. Then he began to move his head back and forth, stroking the Master’s cock, trying to wet a little more of the shaft with his lips each time. After a while, he started to look steadily at Dragon’s eyes behind the mask, those beautiful eyes, and he felt more aroused than ever. He knew it would be hard for him to take it all in his mouth, and he did not try, at least for now.
 
Dragon smiled and rocked his hips so his cock slid into his mouth. Reaching out, he began to push more and more of his cock into the boys mouth. He smiled and then soon, pulled his cock out of his mouth. He then moved down to grip his cock and began to jerk himself off over his face. He smiled adn shut his eyes and then panted harder and harder. Leaning his head back, he groaned adn shut his eyes and howled in pleasure as he came all over his face and mouth. He then grinned and leaned back and sighed.

Moving Jason over onto his stomach, he pulled up his cane and beagn to spank him in places that he knew that would cause the anal beads to vibrate and press against his prostrate. He would cause the boy to cum by orgasm. He smiled and continued to swat him. "Cum baby, cum for your master." He panted and looked at him.
 
As the Master pushed his cock deeper and deeper in Jason’s mouth, the boy felt an unpleasant choking sensation, but he was happy to please his Master. He didn’t push it beyond his limits though, and Jason could enjoy his time too. Then, when he pulled it out of his mouth and started to jerk on his face, Jason tried to keep his eyes open and look at Dragon’s body as his semen covered his face and dripped in his mouth open wide. He swallowed what was in his mouth and said “Thank you, Master”.

The pain wasn’t over for Jason. The Master soon flipped him on his stomach and started to cane him again. But the beads locked in the boy’s ass moved at each blow and caused all new sensations. Pain and pleasure were fused in an astounding mix and grew stronger and stronger. The pleasure became soon the only thought filling Jason’s mind, and he couldn’t keep some faint cries of ecstasy. He grasped the bed sheets tightly as he reached orgasm.
 
He watched in pleasure as the boy watched his cock with hungry eyes as his thick white cum poured all over his face, through his hair, and even rolled down his chin and down his neck to his chest. He panted hard and smiled. Stroking his face, he was pleased that Jason had been so gracious to accept his cum.

But when his cane started landing on his body, Jason soon began to groan in pleasure. He chuckled and then as he came, he stood up and left the bed. He soon came back with an after care kit. Moving forward, he pulled out the beads gently and carefully. Droping into a bucket that was filled with bleach water, he rolled over his new toy. He began to take a washcloth and dragged it along his face and neck and chest.

"Jason, you did very well, you pleased me." He smiled and when his face was clean, he leaned foorward tilting his head to the side, he kissed his young lover. His lips grazed along his and his tongue delved into his mouth. He never kissed, especially after hte first session but this boy he did something to him.
 
After Jason orgasmed and lied panting on the bed, Dragon left. The boy thought for a moment that the Master was going to leave him like that, exhausted and covered with the Master's and his own cum, with a toy filling his ass duct taped to his skin. However he could feel the Master's manly hands on his body soon as he removed the tape and gently pulled the beads out of his hole. Jason felt a stretching sensation again for every bead that passed through his sphincter, but it wasn't painful anymore since his muscle was now a little bit more stretched. He heard a pleasant splash when the toy fell in a bucket of water.

Dragon rolled him over and cleaned the boy's skin of the bodily fluids, his care resembled that of a man for his pretious car or that of a kinky boy for his beloved toy. Jason let him do as an obedient pet, showing his muscular body to the owner, while his submissive eyes ran from the Master's crotch to his abs, his pecs and then to the mysterious mask. He was soon aroused again, but he tried not to show it.

He smiled when Dragon praised him. Then something unexpected happened. The Master kissed him. He did not expect such a sweet gesture and he had never kissed a man before. His little experience was limited to meaningless sex. At first he was surprised and reacted somewhat coldly, but then he closed his eyes and let his tongue dance with Dragon's one between their mouths.
 
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