I was a chubby, bi-curious boy, nervously clicking through the profiles of older men on a dating website. My heart raced at the thought of being dominated by someone with more experience. I wanted to lose control, to give myself over to someone who knew what they were doing.
That's when I saw him. A man in his mid-40s, with a confident smirk and a promise of breaking in curious boys. My cock twitched in my pants as I imagined what it would be like to be at the mercy of this stranger.
He sent me a message, instructing me not to touch myself for a week leading up to our meeting. I groaned at the thought, but I couldn't deny the thrill of losing control. I spent the next week in agony, my hands constantly itching to touch myself but I resisted. I couldn't wait to see what he had in store for me.
The day of the meeting finally arrived and I made my way to his house, my heart pounding in my chest. I followed his instructions, stripping down to my underwear and blindfolding myself. I could hear his footsteps behind me, and I felt a shiver of excitement run down my spine.
He quickly secured my wrists and ankles with leather cuffs, leaving me helpless and exposed. I could feel his hand covering my mouth, and I felt his tongue slip into my ear.
"You're mine now," he whispered filthy promises into my ear, making me squirm with anticipation. I could feel his other hand fondling my crotch, and I moaned into his hand.
He forced two Adderall pills and a capsule of MDMA down my throat, telling me it would make me feel amazing. I felt my mind swirl with excitement and nervousness as he gagged me and led me upstairs.
He cuffed me to the shower wall, and began soaping my crotch and ass with Nair. I moaned as he picked at my nipples, making me even more pliable and submissive. After washing away the Nair, he gave me three enemas, preparing me for what was to come.
My cock quivered with anticipation as he locked a chastity lock on it. He then led me to the bedroom, where he attached nipple clamps to my sensitive nipples. I moaned and squirmed, my mind clouded with the effects of the drugs.
He forced me to inhale poppers, making me even more pliable and submissive. He then began to eat my ass, making me moan and groan with pleasure. He then fucked my mouth with his cock, training me to deep throat. I was in a haze of pleasure as he bred me, filling me with his seed.
He then repositioned me, leaving me face down and ass up. I cried out in pleasure as he began to fuck me again, playing with my nipples as he did so. I was completely at his mercy, and I had never felt more alive.
"You're mine now," he whispered in my ear again, and I knew it was true. I was his, and I had never been happier.
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