Training of a Male Sex Slave

I peered  down at the specimen that weakened in front of me. A helpless male stripped of all his worldly armour and identity.  Bright yellow ropes buried themselves tightly around his wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. All limbs were drawn behind him exposing every inch of his flesh at the front. He didn’t know what…

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My girlfriends and I decided to play a little poker…needless to say there is always one errant player !

Nothing that some strict bondage ,a gag and a sound spanking wont sort out….how divine!