Femboy Faggot Sex Slave (M4M Gay Audio Story)

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"Please come in." The President looks up from the papers on

his desk. He leans back in his tall leather seat and loosens the tie around his neck.

In his hand, he holds a fat brown cigar, the tip smoldering and emitting a smoky haze.

"Hello, Mr. President." I step into the center of the room, the carpet

cradling my bare feet. The agents all funnel in behind me, sitting on the long leather

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sofa. I can feel everyone's eyes on my tiny frame. I'm like an animal on display. This

is some sort of human ***, or maybe a circus. "You look beautiful tonight." He puffs

on his cigar while looking down toward the shameful erection in my g-string. "T-thank

you." I look at the floor in embarrassment. I feel

ridiculous. I'm covered in oil. I'm wearing underwear that's far too small for my cock.

I'm draped in the American flag. What have I become? What has the President done to me?

"This is a big night for you." He sets his cigar on an ashtray before stepping toward

me. "Tonight, you leave your old self behind. Tonight, you begin a life of service to your

country." Towering over me, he reaches out and unties

the flag from around my neck, allowing it to fall to the floor. Crisp air swirls around

my oiled body, causing me to shiver with anticipation. My knees are trembling. I've never felt this

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