LOGINHis tongue worked deep into my hole, swirling around the edges and licking up every drop of his cum. The taste must have been strong for him, but he did not stop. His hands held my thighs wide, fingers digging into my skin as I moaned louder, the sound bouncing off the empty library walls and echoing back at us. My cock twitched, already hard again. The rim job felt too good, wet and hot. His mask scratched my cheeks, making me squirm.“Finger yourself while I lick you,” he ordered, his voice muffled against my ass.I reached down, sliding two fingers in next to his tongue. The stretch returned, full and tight. I pumped them slowly, matching his licks. He sucked on the rim now, pulling it into his mouth before letting it pop out wet. I gasped and pushed deeper, my prostate throbbing under my touch.“Add a third,” he said, pulling his tongue out for a second.I did. The burn spread, but it mixed with the pleasure. Three fingers moved in and out while his tongue dropped to my balls, lap
“Crawl in a circle and kiss my legs while at it.” the mystery man ordered me. I kissed one leg, then down the other, worshipping every inch. My knees were tired and it felt like hours had passed but I knew that there was more to come. “Keep going,” he said. “Do not stop.”I kissed higher, moving back to his thighs again. His balls brushed my lips, his cock slapping lightly against my cheek, teasing me. “Enough,” he finally said. “Stand up and untie your hands.”I rubbed my wrists, the red marks from the belt stinging it. He pushed me back against a bookshelf, my spine pressing into the hard edges of the books.“Put your ams up,” he commanded. “Hold the shelf.”I obeyed. He tied my wrists to the metal bar above me, stretching me tall, my body fully open.“I want your legs spread,” he said.I stepped wide and he knelt in front of me, his face level with my cock. He blew hot breath over it, then licked the shaft in a long, slow swipe. He wasn’t sucking it but he left a wet trail that
I slid off, empty again. He brought his hand around, his thumb shining. I turned my head, opened wide, and sucked it in. I tasted myself, strong and raw, sucking hard and cleaning every inch. He pushed deeper, hitting my throat and making me gag lightly.“Good,” he praised. “Now choke on my belt.”He grabbed his belt from the chair, a thick, almost worn out leather and looped it around my neck like a collar. He pulled it tight, the end dangling like a leash. When he tugged, my head snapped back. “You put it in your journal that you want no safe words, which is fine by me. I didn’t know you to love this so much that you don’t even want it to end or stop.”“Crawl with the belt around your neck,” he said. “Crawl round the room and show me you are mine.”I dropped to all fours and the belt bit into my skin as he led me, pulling it firmly. I crawled after him, my neck strained as I gasped for air. We moved around the tables and past shelves. My knees ached, but my cock stayed rock hard, b
I was halfway to the mystery man now and my hand fumbled at my zipper and pulled down my jeans. My fingers slipped in and wrapped around my shaft. It was hot, hard and the skin was slick with pre-cum.I stroked it up slowly, then down firmly twice. It felt like electric sparks hit my balls soI stopped and whimpered. “Beg me.” He said. “Beg me to let you crawl closer. Tell me how much you want my control and call me Wyatt while you do that.” “Please.” I whispered. “Let me crawl to you. I need your control. I need you to own me.”“Louder.” He snapped. “Please Wyatt!” I said louder. “Let me crawl to you. I need your control. Own me and make me yours.” I stroked my cock again but just once this time. He did not say I could but I could not help it.“Strip your shirt off.” He commanded. “While you crawl. Let me see those marks I left on you.”I pulled my hand out, grabbed the hem of my shirt, lifted it over my head and tossed it aside. Goosebumps covered my skin immediately as my chest
I went to my spot in the library and sat there. My legs shook as I waited for the mystery man to show up. I could not wait for him to walk through the doors with his stupid mask. The library attendant would ask him to take off his ridiculous mask before he got into the library so that I could see his face and know who exactly had been messing with me. As I had that thought, another one came to my head. There was no way the mystery man would be that stupid to walk in here the way he dressed. I was pretty sure any security man on this campus would stop him when they saw the way he dressed. So how did he avoid them? How did he even get into Wyatt's office looking like that? Maybe he wore the mask in the office or something? My head began to hurt from all the thinking I was doing. I just laid it down on the desk in front of me and before I knew it, I slept off.By the time I woke up, it was late in the evening. “Shit,” I muttered as I looked at the time. The library was also closed by t
“You’re already on the brink of losing your attendance marks.” Wyatt added but everything he was saying wasn't getting to me, and all I could focus on was the butt plug vibrating inside me. It was too much. I doubled over as I tried so hard not to let out a scream of moan.“I need… need to leave.”“Get back to your seat, Mr. Wright.” Wyatt said, crossing his arms and not giving me a chance to argue with him.I wanted to lash out at him and tell him to just let me leave but I couldn’t bring myself to do that so with shaky legs, I went back to my seat. Wyatt gave me one last look of anger before he started to teach. “Sorry about that.” He apologized to the other students and carried on with his lessons.But I was there, on my seat, suffering from the intensity of the vibrations of the butt plug. I bit my lips so hard that blood started to come out. It was getting unbearable. I couldn't take it anymore so I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the classroom, pushing out the voices of my
With a heavy sigh, I walked out of the lecture hall, the door swinging shut behind me with a dull thud that echoed my mood. I glanced down at my watch and saw that I still had a couple minutes before my next class so I had no chance to run home and just sleep. The courtyard it was, then. A place
The weekend flew by very fast and I worked a full shift at my little cafe job. My boss grinning big when I said I'd stay late and cover for my co-worker that decided not to show up. I didn’t mind because it kept my head busy and away from the mess I was suddenly in. I had no time to think about th
Before I could straighten up, his hand shot out and twisted hard into my hair at the nape of my neck. I felt pain as he yanked my head back so fast that my vision blurred. “On your knees, Jonathan,” he growled, his voice rough. I had no strength left to fight him or argue because my muscles were
I walked right past the front row, my heart still racing, and dropped into my middle seat. The chair creaked under me, and I let out a small sigh as I held my bag on my lap like a shield. I sat there for maybe a minute, fiddling with my zipper and telling myself that it was fine but then the messa







