WEEKEND / HARD SESSION and 6

Throughout the time they wanted, they used me and played with my body; everything served to entertain and enjoy themselves.

"Dog, I'm going to take off your blindfold now, control yourself, you've been blinded for too long."

"MASTER thank you" I replied after understanding his words.

I opened my eyes carefully, amidst my blindness, the effects of the drugs, the abuse, the pleasures, and my anxiety, everything was completely out of place, I returned to reality at that moment.

I kept my gaze fixed on the ground and in front of me were my MASTER's boots, to his left, his friend's bare feet, whose face I had not yet been able to see "stay there dog, lick boots and feet" unable to lift my head yet, I dedicated myself to fulfill their desires.

Soon my MASTER's hand grabbed me by the chin and ordered me to open my mouth, I opened it and he spat into it instantly, his companion imitated him. Finally, I was able to see his face. Grey beard, freshly cut salt and pepper hair, black eyes.

His body, which I had felt so well rubbing against mine in previous games, was now half-naked, slim not very muscular, the chest hair shaved, revealing his already grown gray hairs.

Ideal pectorals to caress with two hands lost between his short and hard nipples.

His semi-erect cock was pulsating with small strokes inviting me to suck it, I looked at my MASTER waiting for his permission, he nodded his head "suck"

I approached his cock without touching it, licked its tip gradually putting it in my mouth, feeling it grow inside of it.

I heard him moan "asshole you suck so well" yes... my MASTER was boiling again, he made me stand up arched my back and entered me again, at the same pace that his friend was fucking my mouth. Once again fucked from all sides.

Once again happy.

After a good going over of my holes and with the danger of them cumming in their attacks, they decided to take a break in the session, my MASTER had ordered me to bring drinks and some snacks for midnight (Already well past, dawn would soon break).

While they continued on the sofa chatting by the fire, I set the table for the masters.

I had brought some appropriate clothing for the situation. A black shirt, my leather vest and his tie, I was wearing ankle and wrist cuffs, short leather pants leaving my buttocks exposed.

I left everything ready for them to eat something. Once the orders were fulfilled, I indicated to my MASTER that when he wanted it was already prepared.

There were only cutlery for two on the table, I did not have the right to dine with them, nor did it even cross my mind to set the table for me.

As they approached, my Master realized, he looked at me and nodded, letting me know that I was in my place, his friend under control, smiled and congratulated my Sr for having me so well trained "yes, you have ...