Outside the Sun had already begun to rise and the rain of the previous night was nowhere to be seen.
Alex stood on the threshold of the kitchen. The leather harness was squeezing the rubber suit he was wearing, keeping him constantly horny, but with his hands bound behind his back there was nothing he could do to get relief.
His Master appeared in his vision holding a small bag. The posture collar around Alex’s neck prevented him from looking at anything except what his Master wanted him to. His Master looped a finger through one of the heavy rings in the collar and tugged Alex forwards, out of the house.
Alex took a cautious step outside, the metal of the hoof boot biting into the top of his foot. Already he could feel his legs burning with the effort of standing on his tip toes.
“No one will see you,” his Master said, answering Alex’s unasked question. “It’s you and me boi. You’ll learn that you can only be free when you’re under my control.”
“Yes Sir,” Alex tried to say, but the metal bit gag across his mouth made the words sound like a muffled gurgle.
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Alex looked up as he heard the heavy padlock of the cage being removed and the door opened. He backed out, and his neck was tugged by the thick chain he was still attached to. His Master crawled into the cage as Alex panicked in his early morning haze.
It all came back to him as his Master straddled him in the small confines of the cage and kissed him deeply through the rubber dog mask. His cycling, the journey to the farm. He let his arms, bent double in the gimp suit, touch along his Master’s side.
Unlocking His boi, Alex’s Master helped him out of the cage and gently began extracting Alex from his predicament. He pulled the tail out of Alex’s ass, the attached butt plug now dry. Alex sighed into his hood as he felt the invader vanish. Unzipping the suit, Alex felt the cold rush of air against his skin and shivered as the suit dropped away. He stretched his arms as they were freed, the tired muscles enjoying their new range of motion.
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At BrutalTops. Angry, muscular Master Jaime finds his pathetic sub trussed up on the ground of his sordid basement. Disgusted by what a worm this sub is, the Master makes him lick a filthy toilet before ordering him to run his tongue all over the Master’s boots. This excites the Master, who then straps a mouth gag onto the sub to keep him quiet before kicking him, knocking him about and then riding him around the room like the donkey he is.
The Master gets his hands on a huge dildo, which he makes the squirming sub slide his ass onto. The whole length of it goes up the gaping, rancid asshole of the worthless sub. Then the Master pulls out his own impressive dick. By now excited and hard, the Master rams his big dick into the sub’s mouth and makes him lick off the drops of piss from his bell-end as he pumps his dick in and out of the sub’s mouth.
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Master Nick has a plan to liven up the PE lesson, riding two subs in a grueling 20 lap race. Billy and Guy strip to their tight white underwear to compete, their near naked athletic bodies bounce eagerly on the backs of the ponys as they await the start.
Halfway into the race and the subs are exhausted, asses glowing red from being cropped hard, skin ablaze. The Masters take a well-earned rest while the ponys get fed on sweaty Top’s ass crack, watered on Master’s piss straight from the tap.
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Masters Billy and Guy have truly wicked minds. Keeping their sub tied and harnessed, they subject him to brutal pony training, ordering him to crawl on all fours while they take turns riding his back. The dominant men strip down and taunt him, flaunting their large cocks and big hairy asses in his face. They intimidate him towering over the lowly sub with their hard masculine bodies. The men enjoy a passionate smooch sitting astride the lowly beast whipping him and yanking on his harness.
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