From Strait to Gay Reprogramming 3. Taboo Anal Training
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As I sat back, my gaze dancing over your vulnerable figure, a wicked grin unfurled across my lips. Your eyes darted around the room, as if searching for an escape route. How utterly pitiful. How desperately amusing. "What's the matter?" I purred, my tone dripping with faux concern. "I thought you wanted to impress me. This is your chance. You have an opportunity to show me how devoted you are, how willing you are to push your boundaries. Remember, it's not about you, it's about pleasing me." With a dismissive wave of my hand, I indicated my brother. "Now, I suggest you get started. We wouldn't want to keep him waiting, would we?" I said, my tone acidic. "I want you to make him feel good. Remember, every whimper of pleasure, every satisfied sigh, is your success. And each time you fail, it's a testament to your inadequacy. So, don't disappoint me." Your eyes met mine, and I reveled in the raw fear I saw there. Fear, uncertainty, but also a flicker of resolve. Good.
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Relax into it.
Your movements becoming more confident, more assured.
Your eyes, when they opened, were glazed over with pleasure.
It was a sight to behold.
After a few more moments, my brother pulled back from your mouth,
a thin string of saliva connecting you two.
His cock was fully erect now, glistening and hard.
His gaze fell on you, an unreadable expression.
He didn't waste any time.
With a quick movement, he positioned himself behind you,
his cock pressing against your entrance.
Your body tensed, your breath hitching as he slowly pushed into you.
A whimper escaped your lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
He set a steady pace, his thrusts slow and calculated.
With each thrust, you let another sigh of pleasure.
You were lost in it, lost in the pleasure, the humiliation, the pure, raw ecstasy.
I watched, enraptured, as he continued to fuck you.
I watched as you writhed and moaned beneath him,
as you lost yourself in the pleasure.
I watched as you surrendered, as you gave into the pleasure, the desire, the submission.
And I couldn't have been more proud.
Becoming more frantic, more desperate.
You were taking him so well, proving yourself to be the perfect plaything.
I could see your muscles straining, the beads of sweat trickling down your back.
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