My boss arranged an appointment for me to receive treatment from a trusted urologist. I need to be sterilized so your slave doesn't bother the ladies. Now I'm sitting alone in the waiting room at 6:30 in the morning waiting for the case to finish. My thoughts are going crazy. I am almost frozen with excitement in the 25 degree waiting room. I am very afraid, but I have no choice because my master's wish is my command. He wants me to be a fool. On the table in front of me were only magazines commonly found in medical offices. The door to the waiting room opened and a receptionist walked into the waiting room and told me to follow her. I was so happy to see the sight that greeted me. Long blonde hair, dreamy look, sweet voice.
I can't take my eyes off her as I watch her. Every step she takes makes her body shake as if she's walking the runway at a fashion show. I'm sure he knows what I'm looking at. "Come in, take off your clothes and wait." he said, pointing to the locker room. I undress completely in front of a large mirror and wait to receive it.
My breakdown is imminent
After 5 minutes, the second door opens. "Lie on the floor and I'll put my collar on you." I don't think I could see, but in front of me was a woman dressed in tight black leather with a stainless steel collar and high heels. As if in a trance, I fall to the ground in front of him and kiss his shoes. Then I knelt down and let him put the collar on me. It feels cold and heavy.
The collar has a guide ring for attaching a leash. He enters the treatment room with a strap in his hands. I crawl after him on my hands and knees. "You sit in the gynecological chair and place your feet on the footrest, which gives us free access to the neck." These words resonated with me. So I sat in the chair as I was told. The doctor's assistant, who I think is the doctor's leather slave, secures my legs with leather shackles. I also wear stainless steel handcuffs on my wrists. These are attached to the seat behind my head. Now I sit or lie in a chair, motionless and defenseless. My body is shaking and my heart is beating three times faster than usual.
Sweat broke out on my forehead when the foal's name, Jasmin, told me to get the rooster and the last fur out of the bag. She wears only a white open coat and white panties. Her small firm breasts with those protruding pink buds look very hot. Seeing you makes my penis quiver and become erect.
Nasty and horny shaven slave
"Oh, I want to see that," he said, then "let the fun begin." He stretched my penis with a firm grip and shaved off the last few hairs with a disposable razor. It makes a very loud noise. "Haim," he said, probably a doctor. "Until I heard that slaves had to be completely weaned before they could be castrated." She tilted my cock and started sucking and sucking. I moan loudly, shaking with lust, if my restraints still allow me.
I'm so close to freezing that I feel dizzy and roll my eyes back. Then I get closer and I can barely smell the burning. It will come, but in a different way than expected. No, I won't put it in his mouth. But he would have noticed it before it exploded. He stopped sucking his cock and pointed it directly at my face.
"Open your mouth," I heard the doctor say. I complied and the whole load went straight into my wide open mouth. "Swallow slave, this is your last cum." I had never tasted it like this before, it tasted warm and sticky. "We can start now." I told the doctor. "Jasmine, you put copper on his face while you have a basket. So he can lick and pet you and not see what I'm doing to him."
the fight against slavery
- Yes Mrs. Slave Jasmine removed her panties and held them under my nose. "It has a very strong smell and taste," he says with a laugh. "Oh, what was that?" I'm asking. "This is my little colt, I gave you an anesthetic so you wouldn't notice I cut you and shortened your sperm." I felt a slight burning sensation at the puncture site, but it quickly disappeared.
"Did he notice?" asked the doctor. "No, I don't feel anything." I replied before the slave sat on my face. I open my mouth and my tongue starts caressing your wet and warm pussy. The tip of my tongue encircles your protruding clit. What was that? I want to know. Her clitoris was pierced. I feel the slave arouse as his fingers encircle my nipples. This upsets me more than before. I can't tell if my dick agrees because I can't feel or see anything inside. I will lick it like the master taught me. He likes to lick it. First my tongue swirls gently, delicately and slowly inside your clitoris and labia, and then suddenly my tongue is deep in your pleasure cave. It is my judgment that he is a reported slave.
My tongue keeps moving back and forth. I feel her getting wetter and wetter. She started crying loudly and her juice of joy flowed on my face. She moans louder and at the same time presses her pussy harder on my face. It's hard to breathe but I hold on as he slides my face back and forth.
Her pussy drips and spreads all over my face. After 20 minutes of intense licking, she suddenly stands up, shakes her body violently and screams orgasm. Gasping and completely shocked, he gently slid down and kissed my forehead. "Okay, I'm done now, slave." said the doctor. "If you want to see what else your master gave you..." I look down at myself and can't believe my eyes. There is a ring around my neck and the ring also has a guide chain. "You haven't looked at the new brand yet." I told the doctor. "what the? Another brand? "I think that's why it smelled like that." Violated, enslaved, marked as rulers.
I noticed a diagonal mark above the tail. Lady Samantha has two letters: H and S. And under the two letters are two intersecting cultures. "From now on, everyone will know whose slave you will be for the rest of your life." I heard the doctor say before I passed out.
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