pig iron

In the early morning, the early summer breeze is just right, the leaves are shaking, and the dew is falling.Pull back the curtains to add warmth to the room.

In the middle of the room, the shirtless teenager knelt on the floor with his back straight, waiting for his master.The door was pushed open, and Mu Chuan walked in slowly.He was still wearing a bathrobe, with a knot loosely tied in the middle, exposing his chest.The whole person is indescribably loose and casual.

Sitting on the sofa, Mu Chuan patted his thigh: "Zian, come here."

Zian put his hands on the ground and climbed to Mu Chuan's side in a few steps.He lowered his head, with a respectful expression: "May I ask what your instructions are?"

"Give me a blowjob."

The young man's slender hands flexibly untied the belt around Mu Chuan's waist, and the bathrobe was loosened, revealing a large piece of beautifully shaped muscles.Looking down along the muscle line of the waist, it is black hair, neither thick nor sparse, it just grows there just right.

A man's genitals may not be iron black if he has done too much, Mu Chuan's genitals are still flesh pink, which is very close to the color of his skin.It seems to announce that its owner's daily life is ascetic and simple.

Every time he sees Zi An, he will comfort himself childishly. In fact, Mu Chuan is more like a sex slave than himself. Even his genitals are so valuable for appreciation. The color is pink, straight, thick, long and beautiful.But deciding whether a person is noble or low, master or slave, playing with others or being played by others has nothing to do with appearance and body.Power and money will tell you where to put yourself.A slave like myself, whose family is ruined and who is powerless, has no ability to change his position.

Because of the morning erection, Mu Chuan's genitals have half raised their heads.Zi'an knelt on the ground, buried his head in Mu Chuan's crotch, licked the tip with the tip of his tongue, and swirled gently.A little salty, with a hint of sandalwood soap.The teeth were biting lightly in the grooves, and a tingling sensation came from the lower body. Mu Chuan leaned back comfortably and leaned on the back of the sofa.

Zian's oral sex skills have always been very good. After a few times of manipulation, the thick mouth in his mouth has become as hard as iron under the teasing.Impulsive desires surged beneath Mu Chuan's body.

Mu Chuan has always disliked being manipulated by others during sex, and it is in line with his personality to take the initiative and plunder at will.He suddenly pushed Zian to the ground, half-kneeled on the ground, pressed his head and thrust it hard.The back of the head was pressed hard against the ground, and it was painful.The huge desire hits the soft part of the deep throat without mercy.The normal physiological reaction made Zian feel nauseous, but he still dutifully relaxed, wriggled his throat, and poked it with the tip of his tongue to match Mu Chuan's rhythm.

It felt like a long time later, Zi'an's mind was a little dazed, his head was a little numb due to lack of oxygen, and Mu Chuan finally ejaculated.The hot semen went down the throat, and the stomach rolled, and there was a strong fishy smell.As soon as the genitals were pulled out of his mouth, Zian immediately raised his arms and got up, covering his mouth and trying to go out and vomit.

Before he got up, he was knocked to the ground by Mu Chuan's slap.The ears were buzzing, and before the blood at the corners of his mouth could be wiped off, Mu Chuan grabbed his hair and slammed his head on the ground hard, causing a dull pain in his forehead.

"What are you, huh? The first two times I saw you just ate men's semen and you couldn't get used to it and made you spit it out. Are you addicted to vomiting?" Mu Chuan's cold voice made people tremble, and a pair of beautiful single eyes were gloomy: "If you dare to spit it out today, I will let you lick it all back."

Mu Chuan stood up and took a tissue to wipe his private parts. "Since you're a bitch, don't pretend to be so innocent. Don't men eat too much semen?" Zi'an, who was crawling on the ground, glanced at him and smiled coldly: "It's your honor to be able to swallow the master's semen as a slave. Don’t always know what’s good or bad.”

Zian gasped in a low voice, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the turbulence in his stomach, opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, master, it won't be like this next time."

The mouth is quiet and submissive, but a nameless anger rises from Zian's chest, Mu Xi, why can't I spit it out?Your size is bigger than normal, I can do throat sex for you, hold back without biting or vomiting, and I can accept it quietly and humiliatingly when you cum in my vagina, I vomit under normal physiological reaction You can’t come out, do you think you are noble or how noble your semen is?

You can be dissatisfied in your heart, but your expression must be peaceful, your tone must be submissive, and you even lower your head and turn your back to him, blocking your eyes with your bangs to avoid revealing that unwilling expression.

That's right, in the past six months, he has been trained and domesticated almost every day.The minions have been pulled out and smoothed, because a little resistance will cause great humiliation and pain, so he dare not resist easily.The original Master Zi'an would rather be tortured to death than kneel down for a ridiculous and cheap dignity.But now, he has learned to behave.People's imagination is so infinite, and they can think of a thousand and ten thousand ways to torture people, making life worse than death.He has no reason to surrender.

It turns out that his arrogant and domineering appearance has completely changed his low-browed and pleasing slave look, but the faint pride in his bones has not completely changed. Ruan Zian, who has been arrogant for so many years, can calm down overnight?

Now, I am patient when I should be tolerant, and cheap when I should be cheap. On the surface, I am calm, but in my heart I still do my own way.Every time he thinks of this, Zian can't help but feel uncomfortable.If you could realize this when you were young and mad, be a little tolerant in everything, be a little smart, and leave yourself a way out everywhere, how could you... How could you have fallen into this situation?At least when the tree falls, the monkeys can retreat when they are scattered, so that they won't be sold by their enemies, exile in a foreign land, and go to erotic occasions like Nanse, where they will be insulted, whipped and trained, and they will be played by others after several times.

Mu Chuan waved to Zi'an, and walked forward. Zi'an obediently kept up with his steps and crawled forward.About 800ml of bagged enema solution was placed on the shelf, and Mu Chuan handed the translucent plastic port to Zian: "Glycerin and magnesium sulfate solution, at room temperature, not tormenting people."

Kneel on the ground, lower your head, take off your shorts and lift your hips.The fingers of the left hand try to spread the buttock flap, and the right hand slowly pushes the tube forward.The pipe is not thick, but Zian still pushes it with some difficulty.About 250px in, Zian stopped his hand.The enema solution, which was slightly cold but at a reasonable temperature, slowly flowed in.The fluid slowly filled the abdomen, which was tolerable at the beginning, but then the abdomen became uncomfortable, and cold sweat broke out on the forehead.

"Can you stop?" Zian asked, who couldn't bear it.

"Sorry, no." Mu Chuan replied calmly, "It's only [-]ml now, so you need to be patient. Moreover, today's [-]ml volume needs to be filled three times."

three times?Do you really think you are tableware and need to be disinfected repeatedly?

"I heard that the enema is forced to the limit, and the spray can be several meters long after patience." Mu Chuan's voice was low and pleasant: "Shall we try it too? I'll give you another 700ml?"

"No, thank you master." Zian's voice trembled slightly. The 800 ml of liquid has been completely in the lower body, and the feeling at this time is not uncomfortable, but pain, and one dare not move, as if a balloon will burst at any time.

"Your back is too tight, and it would be difficult without a lubricating plug." Mu Chuan took out the infusion tube from Zian's back, and put on a nice smile on his lips: "So, bear with it."

While talking, Mu Chuan gently straightened Zian's legs, turned over, and lay flat on the slightly cool floor.After being turned over and squeezed by the floor, Zian's whole body twitched slightly, and he almost couldn't help but urinate out.

"Persevere," Mu Chuan's voice at the moment is more pleasant than his lover's murmur: "I will let you lick back whatever you excrete today without permission, and I'm not lying at all."

Looking at the slightly diamond-shaped bulging belly on the boy's fair skin, Mu Chuan felt that if a woman can have such a beautiful shape during pregnancy, she would really admire all pregnant women.I have to admit that no matter how he handles his Zi'an, he can present the most beautiful side to others, as if it is a natural work of art, which is originally intended for people to appreciate beauty and art.

Mu Chuan thought it was beautiful, but Zi'an didn't think so.The salty semen caused a strong sense of nausea. After the enema, the nausea became more intense, as if he could spit it out uncontrollably at any time.In addition to the above, the defecation and pain below also made him unbearable.More importantly, Mu Chuan did not say how long he would have to wait.The uncertainty of this waiting is the most painful.

Fortunately, Mu Chuan didn't mean to torture Zi'an. After 15 minutes, Mu Chuan hugged Zi'an who was on the ground, moving gently to avoid irritating Zi'an, and walked to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the toilet, Mu Chuan held Zian in his arms like a child, put his hands on his knees, opened his legs wide, and faced the toilet with his private parts.

"Hey, you can pee now."

Zian's expression was extremely reluctance, his fair face was flushed, his eyes were sideways looking at the ground, and he pursed his lips and said, "Master, dirty, I can do it myself."

This slightly shy and awkward little expression obviously pleased Mu Chuan greatly. He smiled and continued to tease: "Oh? It seems that the amount is still not enough, you can still hold on. Then let's go back and continue to drink, shall we?"

Zian's expression was a little begging, and he said in a low voice: "Don't do this, really, I can do it myself. Please."

Mu Chuan put Zi'an on the toilet with a smile, but didn't continue teasing, turned and left the bathroom, closing the door.

In fact, there is no need for Zian to show such secret things to himself, it would be ashamed for a normal person.Approaching a slave to excrete in front of the master can indeed greatly damage a slave's self-esteem and enhance the sense of obedience and dependence on the master.But what I want is not an obedient dog, let alone tame him into a dog completely.What I like is his feeling of struggling in humiliation. He is obviously a noble and cold boy but pretends to be humble and humble. He obviously wants to resist but has to resist and is unable to follow. This appearance is really cute.

The next two enemas were much easier, both were 10ml, and I persisted for [-] minutes, and I survived with ease.