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Forty anxiety-filled minutes later, both unsettled brothers were roughly hauled at once into the centre of the dank, chilly room. One of the eager-eyed men immediately, without even a second's hesitation, took quivering Jared by his now rather unkempt, shoulder length hair and forced him brutally onto his buckling, skinny little knees. Although had he not been forced, he would likely have already wearily fallen to them. The walls felt like they were closing in, the room getting smaller and smaller as time went on, taking the air out of his lungs, that apprehension and desperation building higher with every second that seemed to last a lifetime.
“Today, you will learn how to please a master or mistress with your mouth.”
Shannon shot Jared a surprised look and then shuffled around a little, nervous as to what would be in store for them. He knew that they would have to endure something quite traumatising and disgusting, but in the end, they would be released and they could go home, pretending nothing had ever happened. Jared didn’t even want to make contact with the captors while they explained what they were going to do to them, since he was scared, he didn’t want to go through with it.
“You, slut, will take my cock, and you will enjoy it.” Mr Ellis ordered, grabbing a fistful of Jared’s hair.
He prised Jared’s mouth open with his strong hands and pulled down his pants and Calvin Klein boxer shorts, to which Jared stared at fearfully. The hardening bulge underneath them was a little disheartening. His eyes glassed over a little and he shook his head to try and escape his grip, but it was no use. He made a small sound and closed his eyes, ready for the horror that would ensue. The man’s cock met his warm, wet mouth and he started to swirl his tongue around it, trying to make himself look good, like he knew what he was doing. He then felt it come further down his throat, choking him. He started to gag as his airway was blocked; he knew that he wouldn’t be able to do this for long. The man’s hand was fisted in his hair, forcing his head forward if, so that if he tried to pull away, he could bring him back, making him take more of his cock. Jared was getting a proper face-fucking.
Shannon was receiving the same treatment too, only a little less vigorous. The man that made him take his cock was much larger than Mr Ellis, yet he seemed less rough. The older brother gave Mr Ellis a death glare, snarling as he watched Jared take the whole thing, his eyes watering slightly from the gagging and being unable to breathe. The torture ended when a thick, salty substance spat out into his mouth and the man pulled out, and told him to drink every last bit of it, and lick his lips when he was done.
“You did well. Very nice, boys. We will be having dinner with one of our business associates later and you will be expected to join us. You will be dressed in formal evening-wear for the occasion, which will be provided. Arrive promptly at the dining hall at 8:30, we’ll be waiting.”
“Today, you will learn how to please a master or mistress with your mouth.”
Shannon shot Jared a surprised look and then shuffled around a little, nervous as to what would be in store for them. He knew that they would have to endure something quite traumatising and disgusting, but in the end, they would be released and they could go home, pretending nothing had ever happened. Jared didn’t even want to make contact with the captors while they explained what they were going to do to them, since he was scared, he didn’t want to go through with it.
“You, slut, will take my cock, and you will enjoy it.” Mr Ellis ordered, grabbing a fistful of Jared’s hair.
He prised Jared’s mouth open with his strong hands and pulled down his pants and Calvin Klein boxer shorts, to which Jared stared at fearfully. The hardening bulge underneath them was a little disheartening. His eyes glassed over a little and he shook his head to try and escape his grip, but it was no use. He made a small sound and closed his eyes, ready for the horror that would ensue. The man’s cock met his warm, wet mouth and he started to swirl his tongue around it, trying to make himself look good, like he knew what he was doing. He then felt it come further down his throat, choking him. He started to gag as his airway was blocked; he knew that he wouldn’t be able to do this for long. The man’s hand was fisted in his hair, forcing his head forward if, so that if he tried to pull away, he could bring him back, making him take more of his cock. Jared was getting a proper face-fucking.
Shannon was receiving the same treatment too, only a little less vigorous. The man that made him take his cock was much larger than Mr Ellis, yet he seemed less rough. The older brother gave Mr Ellis a death glare, snarling as he watched Jared take the whole thing, his eyes watering slightly from the gagging and being unable to breathe. The torture ended when a thick, salty substance spat out into his mouth and the man pulled out, and told him to drink every last bit of it, and lick his lips when he was done.
“You did well. Very nice, boys. We will be having dinner with one of our business associates later and you will be expected to join us. You will be dressed in formal evening-wear for the occasion, which will be provided. Arrive promptly at the dining hall at 8:30, we’ll be waiting.”
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