I invite you to a dungeon as my vulnerable young gimp. I’ll handcuff you, legs spread, blindfolded and on your knees, and waiting. You’ll whine and beg that you’re not gay, but it’s too late. When I walk a hung stud over to you, who rubs his cock all over your face, I know you won’t be able to help but kiss it, Nathan. You’ll smell it and lick his balls while I laugh and say, “I thought you were straight. Why is your penis so hard gay boy?” When I take off your blindfold, there will be three more men. I will make you beg them to fuck you. They will use you still restrained and defenseless. ...

I invite you to a dungeon as my vulnerable young gimp. I’ll handcuff you, legs spread, blindfolded and on your knees, and waiting. You’ll whine and beg that you’re not gay, but it’s too late. When I walk a hung stud over to you, who rubs his cock all over your face, I know you won’t be able to help but kiss it, Nathan. You’ll smell it and lick his balls while I laugh and say, “I thought you were straight. Why is your penis so hard gay boy?” When I take off your blindfold, there will be three more men. I will make you beg them to fuck you. They will use you still restrained and defenseless. Your squeals and filthy moans will make me excited as I watch them cum in and on you. I’ll then put you on your leash and rub your face in their cum puddle. You’ll be a nasty little whore for me as I train you at the gay dungeon.