[ Wellington laughs when Tary speaks, and reaches up to grasp Dorian’s chin to force him to keep watching the other man being railed by Bedford.
“See? What’d I tell you? All you pretty boys love getting your holes stuffed full.”
He thrusts up sharply into Dorian, pulling a ragged moan from him.
“Tell me how much you love it,” the older man continues. “I wanna hear you say how you’re meant to be used.”
Dorian whimpers softly, and another hitches sound rises from his throat as Wellington finds his prostate again. But he knows he has to say the words, no matter how he really feels. Even if it’s only to get through this whole ordeal. ]
I-I… I love being used… h-having my holes filled with cock… l-like the wh-whore I am…
[ Meanwhile Karnon is sitting back, stroking his own cock languidly as he watches with satisfaction as the two slaves he’d picked up performing for his guests. ]
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“See? What’d I tell you? All you pretty boys love getting your holes stuffed full.”
He thrusts up sharply into Dorian, pulling a ragged moan from him.
“Tell me how much you love it,” the older man continues. “I wanna hear you say how you’re meant to be used.”
Dorian whimpers softly, and another hitches sound rises from his throat as Wellington finds his prostate again. But he knows he has to say the words, no matter how he really feels. Even if it’s only to get through this whole ordeal. ]
I-I… I love being used… h-having my holes filled with cock… l-like the wh-whore I am…
[ Meanwhile Karnon is sitting back, stroking his own cock languidly as he watches with satisfaction as the two slaves he’d picked up performing for his guests. ]