Or would his future master reward his submission, but allowing him to continue serving in a non-sexual way, when his youth and beauty were gone? Was he willing to bet his future on that hope? To leave, he would need courage. He would have to develop a spine. He would have to become a real man. Could he do that? “Snap out of it, slave! It's time to meet the building residents.” And with that, Mark opened the door to the dining hall, tugged hard on the leash, and led the hot naked blonde through the crowd of jeering, laughing male students. Word had circulated that the new Building Bitch had given up his shorts, and the returning students knew what that meant. The boy would arrive for breakfast naked. They wouldn't even have to wait for that afternoon's Introduction & Investiture to see him in all his glory, so to speak. When Mark entered with the submissive golden-haired slave in tow, a cheer went up. Word had spread that this one was a real hottie. And Jimmy did not disappoint! What was not expected was the way the boy was restrained. With his wrists bound to the back of his slave collar, the little twink was on full japanese display. And even had he been willing to accept the subsequent punishment for covering or protecting himself, the wrist restraints made him incapable of doing so. It was so hot, even the hopelessly straight dudes were rubbing their junk--unless they were close enough to rub Jimmy's junk! Students pawed every inch of the helpless boy. He would need a new condom before dressing for class. As Mark pulled him through the crowd, grinning at blowjob his bitch's predicament, Jimmy was poked, groped and prodded. Hands squeezed his nuts and slapped his ass. A leg snaked out to trip him. Twenty hands reached out to help him to his feet, feeling him up the entire time. Fingers poked into his butt hole. Arms wrapped around him, so the attached fingers could teen pinch his hard nipples. His tight little ass and sore nuts were slapped relentlessly. A couple of tongues snaked into his mouth for wet sloppy kisses. Feet stepped on his toes. Whether clumsily or Fingering sadistically, the bound twink would small tits never know. And all the while the boy remained rock hard and dripping. I could not believe I was having this conversation with my hot sister while I was stroking my prick Fingering in front of her, inches small tits from her teen face. Why, are my roots showing?” She laid her head back flat against my stomach and continued slapping my shaft and head onto her face. I propped the unconscious girl so she was sitting against the headboard of her bed and stuffed a pillow behind her back and head. "I WANT SOME OF THAT SHIT" Pinkie gritted her teeth as she pushed her chest out to the point that her tits collapsed completely off the sides of her chest as she battled her boobs into Susie's mutilated mams. She pulls back to look down as she takes off my pants. with her love juices, sucking them into my mouth blowjob and enjoying the taste as I ever had. I glanced at the hermaphrodite next to me. “How did the family reunion go?” I asked, sucking on a cigarette. Unlike the RA, this girl's eyes were wild and insane. But let’s make sure the paper is grade A before I can turn my brain on for the nerd.” The more he talked the more she laughed and he was grateful that she showed how she felt, he didn’t have the mental strength to turn on the japanese Mind Radio ; he was sure he’d get a migraine or possibly an aneurism, with the way his luck had been going in regards to pain. Me "Ughe! She said did you like doing it with me.