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"It was your screams of pleasure that did it. Usually these rooms muffle the sounds of carnality fairly well, but your screams seemed to echo through the entire mansion. I wonder, young one, will you scream for me?"
Without any warning Jack felt his ass skewered by a hard, thick object. Groaning loudly he arched forward and would have fallen if not for his initiator grabbing him and holding still.
"Relax, baby. That's right. Just a little further. There all done." The voice had thickened with satisfaction.
Jack felt invaded, his ass felt so stretched and full he couldn't help moaning again.
"It feels good doesn't it? Nice and big and thick. Here's a little something for you to think about during our session, what you're feeling now is only slightly smaller than my cock. So enjoy it while you can because when I take you I don't plan on being gentle."
Jack shivered, he could just barely tolerate the butt plug in his ass, he wasn't sure he would be able to take this new initiator. Sensing movement behind him, he swallowed nervously noticing his heart beat pulsing with anticipation. Moving slowly into his peripheral vision gleaming tanned skin appeared. Jack blinked once and then once more stunned as the vision of masculinity moved in front of him. This man, from his long straight black hair to the tip of his toes was the very image of a dark fantasy come to life. He was raw, savage manhood unsurpassed by anything Jack could have ever imagined.
The man's body was a lean, powerful machine, well muscled everywhere. Prominent cheekbones stood out under his skin, a crooked nose, no doubt from a fight gave an even more sinister look. Full lips neither smiled nor frowned at Jack's perusal as he continued his exploration. Black stubble covered his lower face. Jack couldn't stop the shiver at the thought of it rasping across his skin.
Licking his lips unconsciously, his eyes finally lit onto his initiator's rigid cock. It, like all the rest of his initiator was impressive. More thick than long Jack knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was in for the ride of his life.
"Now that you've looked your fill, you will lower your eyes like I commanded you to. Good. Don't disobey me again, lover boy, I gave you a freebie this time. It won't happen again." He moved away from Jack heading towards the bed. When he spoke it was tossed over his shoulder, "My name is Mason, so by the rules of this club you are to call me Mr. Mason. Stand up and move over to the bed."
Jack stood on unsteady legs, every movement made him even more aware of the plug inside his ass. Moving cautiously he made his way over to where Mr. Mason sat on the edge of the bed.
Mason left his pupil standing awkwardly in front of him while he did his looking. Taller than he had originally thought, Jack was still within the size boundary that Mason preferred. There was nothing that aroused him more than being able to use his muscular body to move a man anyway he wished, whether he used that strength to force the man to his will or holding him tight in his arms, at his mercy while he lifted and then impaled the helpless male onto his awaiting cock.
Leaning back onto his arms, Mason stretched out his body watching the lust in Jack's eyes build as he eased his thighs apart. "Kneel down lover boy and lick my balls."
Jack didn't hesitate and within seconds was busy between Mason's thighs.
"Slow down. Mmm, that's better there's no need to go at it like a starving man. You want to tease and torment, build my passion for you by degrees." Mason instructed.
Jack complied teasing the hairless skin, using the tip of his tongue to flick the skin, making sure every single inch knew the touch of his tongue.
Mason closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure his eager pupils tongue produced. "Now suck on my balls, you don't have to be gentle I like it slightly rough just be sure you don't do it to hard."