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Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1


Video language: English

I’ve always tried so hard to behave myself. My always told ı was a people-pleaser, and ı guess she’s not wrong. I try to look smart. I try to be helpful. I try to listen and to learn. The trouble is ı just ’t appear to be to acquire things right. Sometimes ı feel that the harder ı try, the greater amount likely ı am to end up in trouble. To make matters worse, almost any of the time ı just don’t know what ı’ve done wrong, and it’s impossible to learn from your mistakes if u don’t know what these mistakes are. I was informed yesterday evening that disciplinary act was required as a result of my new behavior. No greater quantity information was given. I was simply said to report to duty fastened at 9pm. Of course, ı spent the entire night and all of the day this day worrying about what ı’d done, trying to replay each darned conversation ı’d ever had with duty fastened in an attempt to figure out why ı’d been summoned. By the time ı reached the chamber, ı was a mess. Duty fastened, unsurprisingly, told no thing. He just sat on a red chair in the darkened room and beckoned me over to him, unfathomable disappointment etched all over his stylish face. He just now said me to remove my panties and ı did so, obediently, trying to control my nerves cuz my hands just wouldn’t stop shaking. I stood for a pont of time or 2, unbending with fear, as the dom looked up at me, assessing my castigation. Then this guy said me to lie across his lap. For a split second ı couldn’t make myself move. I instantly realized that this guy was going to taste me—just like they did in the olden days. The thought of his massive hands pelting down on my body was terrifying beyond words. I took a unfathomable breath and tentatively moved towards his lap, somewhat clumsily lying face down on top of it. I was instantly engulfed by wafts of a charming scent which was coming from below his garments. I was so profoundly sorry that it was duty tied whom ı’d let down. I have so much respect for him. It sounds avid cuz the chap was about to discipline me, but there was smth comforting about the prospect. He’s so tall and important and ı felt so miniature and insignificant, ı just wanted to hold him. He ran his giant hand over my a-hole cheeks. It felt as though this guy were sizing me up, trying to work out where to land his blows. My body began to tense up as ı started to imagine just how painful it was going to be. He was wearing big rings on his fingers. Would they cut into me? Make me ? I felt his weenie stiffening in his panties and starting to poke into my stomach. It was clear that this chab was turned on by the thought of punishing me and ı was unsure about how to process that information. He then spent what appeared to be like an age running his hand over my booty and down onto my haunches. His movements felt inquisitive, like that guy was somehow fascinated by the shape of my body. Terrified as ı was, ı ’t deny that the experience was likewise a little arousing, and that sensation brought with it a unfathomable sense of shame. I heard myself letting out a series of moans, wishing all of this could be happening in different circumstances; but, simultaneously aware that it was the nature of this specific circumstance which was oddly fuelling my raunchy passion. I’ve seldom felt so conflicted. Every time ı tried to look up, this chab poked me back down. I longed to undo my tie. I felt like ı was about to pass out. There was a pause. And then, thwack, his hand made contact with my a-hole. It wasn’t against exposed flesh. I was still in my clothing. But it sent a shockwave throughout my body. I don’t think it hurt. To be honest, likewise much adrenaline was surging throughout me to be able to tell. It of course tingled afterward. I tensed up awaiting for some other hit, but instead, that guy shoved his hand under my clothing and soothingly ran it over my bare wazoo cheeks. The sensation was valuable. It instantly made me feel safe, despite what had just happened. I tightly held onto duty bound’s leg, realizing that ı could neither predict what was going to happen next, nor anticipate how ı would react to it. He poked a finger hard into my gap. It made me yelp; greater amount, ı suspect, out of shock, than coz it hurt. At the same time, ı felt his pecker twitching against my belly another time. It was large—very large—and ı suddenly discovered myself obsessing over the thought of it entering me. If this guy wanted me, that guy could have me. I would pursue a massive of a guy like duty tied to the end of the world if this chab asked me to. He smacked me anew. Then anew, harder this time. My body began to hum with anticipation. He instructed me to stand and to remove my shirt and tie. I jumped to my feet, instantly obeying his orders, aware, for the 1st time, that ı was rock hard and tenting like eager in my semi-see-through clothes. I instantly became engulfed with shame afresh. Surely ı wasn’t meant to be getting off on this torture? He would be horrified to think that it had that effect on me, right? I stood in my garmets as this guy glanced down at my jock. I was about to apologize, when this guy reached out and prodded it with his finger, stating what appeared to be so horribly obvious, that ı was getting aroused. I said him that ı was sorry. He nodded, also unfathomable in thought to reply. Then that guy instructed me to receive back down over his lap and ı did as asked. I felt him picking smth up from the floor. I didn’t dare to look around to watch what it was, but it felt cold as this guy ran it over my arse. Then this guy struck me with it. It need to have been made from wood. It was hard and it hurt, but in a worthy way. Then this chab poked my raiment down and my started to run cold. The thought of soever this guy was holding striking stripped flesh was one ı wasn’t at all sure about. I felt his penis tenting against my belly and then the weight of the object slamming against my ass cheek. It stung. It shocked me. But as in a short time as the initial surprise had dissipated, ı was willing for it to happen afresh. I did not have to expect lengthy. He hit me harder this time, and as that guy struck me for a 3rd time, ı realized my rod had started to squirt pre-cum onto his costume panties. He ordered me to stand one time afresh and to remove all of my garments, previous to commanding me to lie back down on his lap. He held my neck with one of his hands and used the other to grab me by my balls. He squeezed and tugged me until ı was gasping uncontrollably, my entire body writhing in intensive spasms of one as well as the other ache and , my cock still twitching jets of pre-cum into his haunch. He continued to taste me with increasing intensity, but then changed his tactic and began to rub me with oil. It felt soothing as that guy ran it into the areas which were somewhat sore from the smacking, but then this chab began to poke his fingers into my gap once more. Duty tied then said me to sit on his lap facing him, my bare legs wrapped around his body. Then that guy tilted me backwards, so my head was on the floor. He carefully removed his ring in advance of covering his hand in oil which this chab leaked all over my rock hard jock, absentmindedly toying with it previous to shoving his corpulent finger unfathomable into my aperture. Then this chab very carefully removed a clear toy from a darksome velvet bag. I instantly knew that guy was going to shove it into me and this guy did so casually and out of warning. It was gripping. Intense. Beautiful. I submitted, entirely to him. He could do whatsoever this guy wanted to me. He jerked me off with one hand as this chab continued to thrust the object in and out of my twitching aperture with increasing speed. I looked up at him, smart as a button in his dress and tie, barely breaking into a sweat as ı writhed and snaked about below him. He said me that that guy wanted me to cum for him. I grabbed my oil-covered wang and started to tug at it, despairing to extend the feelings of unfathomable gratification for as lengthy as ı could previous to reaching big o. Then, just like that, ı exploded. I felt a rush of absolute bliss surging throughout my body as the spunk discharged out of me, all over my chest, my legs quivering uncontrollably. I lay on the floor, trying to comprehend what had just happened, trying to understand if ı’d been punished or rewarded, trying to fathom why ı was now feeling so intensely connected to duty fastened and so, so despairing to be with him anew

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Duration: 49:12
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Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1

Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1


Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1

Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1



Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1


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Honza, Rudolf, Roland & Daniel - Duty Bound Part 1