Boryn Stone
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Chained Up
🕑 Added 2023-07-29 23:21:32 +0000 UTCEver since the chain had been placed around his neck by his master, Rick couldn't care less about his situation
Rick couldn't recall how long he'd spent at their house since, his entire time filled with either working out in the home gym or huffing used jockstraps. He was dimly aware that he no longer had any of his possessions there with all his clothes missing, but he couldn't care less. His thoughts were constantly flooded away with the jocks pressed to his nose, and the coating of body hair he'd grown out was enough.
Rick could remember all the times his master came home, and dreamed of those moments while drinking their musky scent from the jocks. It was the closest replacement to being pressed up right against their cock, sucking all the flavor from his master's foreskin and head. He loved it, especially given if he did his job well enough he'd be rewarded by their member.
If not, it wasn't an issue, Rick's master flipping him over and using his other hole. Rick's spit was their only lube. It was painful, but Rick enjoyed it just as much, rewarded in the same manner with a deposit of salty cum. He had no other use, but that was all he needed.
