Bound by Desire: Submissive Gay Thrall
The submissive, stripped bare, kneels on the cold stone floor, his hands bound behind his back, a leather collar around his neck. His master, a stern and commanding figure, stands over him, his boots polished to a mirror shine. He unzips his pants, releasing his already hard cock. The submissive can feel the heat radiating off it, can smell the musk of his master's arousal. "Worship," the master commands, and the submissive leans in, his tongue flicking out to lick the underside of the throbbing shaft. He takes the head into his mouth, sucking gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. The master's hand fists in his hair, guiding him, using him. The submissive moans around the cock, his own erection straining, desperate for touch, but he knows better than to ask. This is about his master's pleasure, and he intends to serve it perfectly.