Don’t Piss Me Off

My little slave boy got home early one afternoon. I was in the shower and my roommate was away. He walked down the hall and I was there with the door open a couple of inches. He looked at me via the mirror and saw me with one leg up on the edge of the tub, shaving. I moved my way up and began to shave my pussy not leaving a single tiny little hair. I knew he was there and I could see his cock starting to stir. I jumped back in the tub and let the shower wash away the soap and hair. I finally acted like I just saw him and commanded him to come in and directed him to strip since has now seen me, I demand to see him. His face was flush and he began to disrobe. I told him to put his hands on the shower rod and took a pair of pantyhose and tied his wrist to it. I leaned in and told him not to go anywhere, laughing in a maniacle tone when I left the bathroom. I went to get my belt and when I returned a few minutes later, I instantly unloaded and started the belt lashing against his exposed ass. After he begged me to stop, I lashed harder for at least 10 more times. I then threw down the belt by his puny little legs and puled out my black vibrator about eight inches long and thick and started to pouring baby oil on it. He begged me not to use that one on him but I did not care, I started to rub it up and down his little tight ass and I then thrust it in his virgin ass. I worked it in slowly at first then faster and harder after about ten minutes I reached around and put a leather shoe string around his balls and dick. I would have just lefted the poor bastard there that way but that is no fun. I like to see pain but still want my reward of having myself satisfied. How will you satisfy me. Answer me wrong and you will be punished more than he was, to an extent that you do not want to imagine.

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