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a boy named Toby – PART 1
I decided to spend a particular summer holiday the way I spent most of them – with a fat boy I know … a fat boy who’s been my best friend forever. The summer day unfolded much like it does in these parts – an early and bright mild chill, which rapidly melts into an oppressively sultry hot day. In short, we’re talkin’ the sort of days that make everyone want to get wet. It felt like a day for the beach. I wanted to cool my fat boy friend, who really felt the steam and the oppressiveness of the heat, sitting beside me on the sofa, in my 9th floor apartment which has no air-conditioning. (more…)
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )dressing fat boy up and taking him out!
i’d dress you up in a tight pair of hipster-style jeans. the low-rise kind that show the crack of a fat boy’s ass. of course, you’d have a pair of thong underwear underneath them jeans.then, i’d take you for a night on the town, babe. yeah, a saturday night in the big city. the club scene. crowded, smokey, places where hip, beautiful people hang out. i’d take you to a place like that. and show you off, my fat sexy hunk. you’re ass is absolutely huge, and it keeps brushing against everything and everyone. you can’t help it, you’re just a 450-pound man in a crowded night club. and i’m your mama tonight. sweetie, mama feels sooo hot and sultry for you, babe. (more…)
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today my mistress got the shackles out and restrained me in place while i lay spread eagled, on the floor, face down. she shackles my wrists and ankles to the floor. i am a helpless, fat pig: unable to move. my mistress gets the whip out … she has heated up the tip with her lighter, so it is hot and burns into my fat. she whips my big fat bum over and over. and i grunt in submission. my body shimmies and quivers and the crack of the whip is a sharp sound.
i am getting excited, i can feel myself getting harder. mistress whips my legs until i squeal and then, putting the whip down she presses foot (she is wearing high-heeled, thigh -length boots) down onto my bum, slamming down on me really hard … digging the point of her heel into my fat. it feels sooo good. she kicks me a few times, to watch my fat body jiggle. mistress yells at me to squeal like a pig while she puts clamps on my bum ensures they are squeezing my fat bum really tightly. i am getting harder … more excited … and finally i cum – i can feel my cum squirting out and into my fat folds. i have reached that point where pleasure and pain meet.
i squeal like a pig and my mistress kicks my bum really hard once more before leaving me to get a bucket of cold water. she splashes the cold water on my bum and legs. the shock of the cold water makes me whimper and i piss myself. my piss is hot, it feels so soothing as it oozes out of me and trickles down my many leg fat folds. mistress tells me i am a pathetic disgusting pig. she kicks me again – to see my fat body quiver – and then jumps on me. the impact makes me fart. it is a loud and wet fart. and a long wet fart.
mistress laughs and spits on me, as she watches me shit myself. i lay here helpless, as i feel the sluggish warm and liquid shit squirt out of my big fat bum and sluggishly travelling down my legs like molten lava flow. i can feel the warm shit, its spicey feeling and warm and it creeps into my many fat folds.
mistress bends over and sticks her gloved hand in it, smearing it on my big fat bum, my thick legs and all over my arms and back. i am still shitting and there is lots of it – liquid and slimy with a few soft pasty pieces. she grabs a soft piece of shit in her hand and shoves it my mouth, smearing it on my face as she jams in it. ‘eat this you disgusting pig,’ she orders as she presses her knee into my back. i am helpless and shackled and have no choice.
i must obey. i must abide by the master’s rule that i must eat what, when, and how much my mistress says i eat. and so i obey and i eat the shit that she shoves in my mouth. she spits on me, and orders me to tell her what i am. ‘my goddess, i’m a fat, filthy, disgusting, pathetic lazy helpless, selfish stupid pig. i’m nothing. my value is only in my service to you.’ i am feeling excited telling her this and mistress smears some more shit on my face and in my hair. she kicks me – being sure to press down on the bum clamps that are squeezing my big fat bum. i squeal. she forces me to beg for more. i beg. i squeal.
then, mistress pierces my big fat bum with a sharp, hot pin. i twitch and the shackles make a clanging noise as they hit the floor. mistress laughs and pierces me again and again. she makes me beg for more. finally, i pass out. then i am suddenly awakened when she splashes more cold water on my bum and back. i whimper and squeal.
mistress kicks me ‘shut up, you selfish ungrateful pig!’ and she walks away from me, the pig shackled in his pen, as i piss myself once more. i lay there, wallowing in my shit and piss. the smell of shit wafts all around me. i am truly degraded and humiliated and disgusting – and it’s ecstacy. i obey and my mistress is good to me. i lay in my shackled pen, waiting for my goddess to return
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