Master never lets me out of his site but for some reason he sent me to the store for more beer. Walking down the sidewalk in the crisp night air I can feel the forbidding. I push it to the back of my mind and dismiss it as just that I am not used to being out. Paying for the beer I think how silly I am for freaking out and with a new found confidence I start back home to give Master his beer and show him what a good job his little whore did for him. I should have known. Walking past a dark alley I feel the stare before I feel the hands that grab me and drag me into the darkness. The sound of beer bottles hitting the concrete as I feel my body being dragged along. I hear the creaking of a heavy steel door and feel my clothes being ripped from my body. Instinctively I am on my knees with my forehead touching the concrete floor and my hands palm down stretched out in front of me. I hear the whip cutting through the air before I feel it hitting my skin. I know better then to cry out. That is when I feel the hot hard dick behind me, pushing into my ass with no lube. It is huge and ripping me opened, yet I don’t move or complain. And then I hear his familiar voice. It is Master and this was all planned. I feel his cock rubbing on my flesh, his hand grabs my hair ans yanks my head back before shoving his dick in my mouth.
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