I failed at work The wall of the condo room on the 4th floor collapsed for unknown reasons. My instincts told me to notify my supervisor as soon as possible. I tried to compose everything in my head and hurriedly stepped out of the work area to inform my supervisor directly. And when I went into that office I came out with a new perspective and saw him differently.
Clink!....Clink!....Clink!....Clink! The clock ticked slowly as the darkness enveloped me. The sound of a clock far behind me was so loud that I thought it was only a few steps away from me. The smell of leather furniture scattered in various places.
Of the room, including chairs and sofas, a faint smell spread throughout the dark office.
“Add…..” The creaking sound of the chair across from the large teak desk was heard along with the sound of someone's long sigh. The sound stimulated my hearing and transformed into a frequency that made me guess that the person sitting across from me was getting up from a brown leather chair that had been polished to a shine from the memories in my brain.
The sound of footsteps coming from leather shoes.
Loafers
His things were circling around me somewhere.
"Thump...thump... Thump..." The sound of my heart pounding loudly seemed to burst out of my thick chest. It showed a rush of excitement. The excitement of not knowing who will do what to us. with our body It made me feel nervous and paranoid. His breathing became more and more intense.
Mine made my own feelings even more intense. Overwhelming thoughts in the brain from paranoia about what could happen to us, thousands of events, swirling within the thought image even though the eyes are tightly closed. But the remaining four senses work better without vision.
Small eyes that were hidden by a pitch-black leather mask. A mouth smeared with his own sticky fluid hung out from the shape of a small red takraw ball that blocked my upper and lower jaw from closing completely. The leather strap attached to the red muzzle passed over my large jaw, meeting and locking at the back of my head.
A shirt with four buttons frayed apart was soaked with my own sticky saliva. Every slight movement of the face The sticky liquid from Amatakraw's open mouth would always flow down and stain his white shirt. The red braided rope that bound my thick body from the neck rested over my large chest in a rhombus pattern, crossing back and forth before meeting again at the center of my body.
It was so tight that it was difficult for me to move my chest to breathe. The hands that were tied behind the back were tied to a red braided rope that ran down to the tips of the feet before coming back up to tie the muscles of the legs over the straight-leg slacks until they met at the hands in a kneeling position, hands tied behind the back.
I've been sitting here for hours now... The mind is extremely distracted from being blinded to visual perception. It made every other sense of the word aroused, even the most tender point in the middle of its body, where it was dancing with the situation where it was unable to recognize anything around it at all.
"Heh...." Someone's little hand tugged at the hair in the middle of my head. The speed and intensity of what happened made me so startled that I let out a huge gasp into my lungs. It was the first touch from someone standing behind me.
“True loss of trust.” A soft whisper passed by him and reached his left ear, a soft breath hitting his earlobe. Prompting me to twist my head slightly away from the sound. "Hee...Hee." The body quickly took in two more breaths of air with a loud sniffling sound. A tingle from my ears traveled down my neck and down my back.
Into the lower abdomen and down into the flesh that couldn't be restrained. He wiggled in his pants, feeling the flutter from hearing that short sentence, "I'm in the mood." A voice that sounded in his own mind while he was I'm confused by the emotions that are happening right now. The mystery of how the body moves in response to tone of voice and touch is confusing to me.
"It's worthy of being kicked out from somewhere else. There is no one who will raise someone like you to grow up.” The voice sounded again, but it was clearer than before. There was a coldness in his voice that sounded like he was feeling hopeless about something I had done wrong. Speaking in the dark caused the brain that heard the sentence to interpret it as extremely contemptuous.
His heart sank while his brain was on high alert, still translating the meaning of the insulting words into a thrill that made his legs tremble. The knees that supported my body were exhausted from the sensation that shot from the front of my legs down to my knees. I was unable to lift my fallen body back up. The cold leather sole of the shoe gently touched his left cheek.
before slowly grinding harder
“That trash that was just a puppy that I picked up and raised. You are truly worthless, worthless from the moment you breathe. Worthless from the moment I opened my eyes, or indeed, may have been worthless from the beginning of my life.” The sole of the shoe crushed my cheek, pressing the other cheek against the ground. The pain from being stepped on the head but he couldn't fight it. I could only let out a muffled cry in my throat.
“I love you, Sky Curtain. I expected this much from you. I did this to punish you because I love you and want you to do well and be a good example for other foremen on the job site, but you made me disappointed…..you trash!!!” The small hand that Used to pinch my hair and run my fingers along the contours of my face.
The black leather eye mask was slowly untied. A soft light lit up the room, creating an atmosphere like the sun was about to set. The sweet face of the person in front of him gradually became clearer. His hand squeezed my neck. My young leader's ferocious gaze was extremely powerful. The eyes that widened with anger and the words of concern for me made me love and respect him even more.”
What he did means he loves me,” the voice in my head told me again. His face, complexion, voice, and eyes made my hair flow and tingle all over my body.
“Uh……Uh……Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” The utmost pleasure of receiving the pain hidden in his concern made that member of his body contract and squirt out a great deal of cum. My body jerked violently three or four times, causing my brain to become completely clear. Favorite slacks, gradually gray
Showing traces of liquid, it grew larger and larger. I was curled up on the ground and my body was bound by red rope. The warm feeling on my thighs slowly trickled down into my pants and onto the floor. Satisfaction, comfort, and love spread throughout my body. The area was stained with saliva that had stretched down onto the floor and smeared on his cheeks, and he couldn't wipe it away right now. I want to sleep here
Inhale the scent of love my boss has for me for a long time.
“Not bad, Blue Curtain.” A small young man walked closer to me again. He reached into his gray slacks. Then he inserted his small hand into the flesh that was soaked with the juice of reverence and affection for this chief. A mischievous little finger dug into the foreskin until it reached the jagged edge of the shaft in the usual manner.
Before the white finger wielding the end of the leather for several minutes. Using just one finger, he made me orgasm again.
“Damn Thanwa, come and take that blue curtain guy out!” A small man shouted to someone outside the room to come and take me, lying exhausted on the floor, out of his office. The hand that had reached into his pants a moment ago was pulled out and wiped away the cum stain that I had smeared on his hand. The smooth skin of his small hand brushed against my shirt. “Spit…”
The sound of spit falling into my mouth. Even though it shows disgust from other people's point of view, for me, if it's something he chooses to give. I am very pleased to receive it.
“Gag…” The sound of the door opening Thanwa's thick hand grabbed my body. He opened the door and slowly dragged me out of the office. The image of my gentle boss slowly became more distant. “Thank you for loving and caring for me, Mr. Peace. Next, I will work for this slave's life to the best of my ability.
As my one and only Master loves and cares for me.” That was the last sentence I promised him in my heart. In the heart of the slave who will be faithful forever