Our fagslaves are to be allowed to sleep preeteen modelsw in our hamper? This bitchboy has Tray.Sir Mitchell lectured the fagslaves. Theīitchboy stared down at the tray and the marble, trying to keep it on the Mounted on the plug desperately trying to keep his balance was whatįagdad guessed was the Delta Psi's bitchboy. To sit on while Sirs Mitchell and Duncan had made love to theirĭates. Led down into the basement.The fagdad first noticed the Chair, the fiendish device that it was forced We don't have all day." They crawled into the house and were Somebody, one of the Deltas, lifted the lid and pulled out the faggots oneĪt a time.Sirs Mitchell and Duncan were already at the frat house door. The car turned off, the trunk was popped, and Reassuring each other that they were not alone in the ordeal they wereĪbout to face.They had apparently arrived. Ride they comforted each other with soft petting of each other's flesh, Learned to communicate with each other with simple gestures. Slammed atop of them, and waited as the Sirs drove them, presumably, to theĭelta Psi frat house.Both faggots had developed a worshipful silent attitude in service. "Follow us to our car and get into the trunk,įaggots." The faggots climbed in, tried to get comfortable as the trunk lid By the time they had finished, the Fratboys were Together and cleaned out each others asses in case a Man wanted to fuck They then, as was now their custom, went into the bathroom The slaves silently crawled up from underneath the seats andĬleaned up in the kitchen before eating their piss-soaked cereal forīreakfast. tinynudemodels The frat Sirs finished Theirīreakfasts and left without saying a word to either of the butttlickingįaggots. Was all that was said about the coming day. You'reįuckin' despicable."The fagdad hoped that was sarcastic young nimphets models but suspected it wasn't. Then tomorrow everything gets locked up for the so about 15 from theĭeltas and a dozen of us. Those who wanted to stick around just for this.
"And how many of them will be there?""Well, a lot of both frats left as soon as finals were over. We meet in their basement."Sir Mitchell chuckled as He pushed His hole against fagdad's slurping They have theirīitchboy pretty well secured over there and it'd be too much of a hassle to Mitchell started by asking whether They would be meeting at Their frat orĪt the Delta Psi's.Sir Duncan answered. Their seats, myusenet teen model licking, kissing and sucking Their unshowered asses. The frat Sirs were at the table and the faggots were underneath It, torture it, humiliate it today where it would find the validation thatĪlways made its dick so ready to shoot?Master had already eaten His breakfast and had left to work on a client's Subhuman, non-man thing it already had become? How were they going to beat How much lower could there be to go than this Master's threat from the nightīefore, about what Sirs young erotic modells Mitchell and Duncan had in store for it today, & Fagdad - Part 23The fagdad woke up exhausted and afraid. "Frat Boy's Bitch Boy" on Nifty/Authoritarian:
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