HIS SECRET

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can tell from a mere look at me that I am worried. "What is wrong with you Shadrach? Why a

d my arms. I sluggishly opened my mouth and told them about the situation. They were all surprised and worried to

ong before you start working for that man. I heard from other workers that he is a psychopath. Tha

thout saying a word. No one knows why they left or their whereabouts. They disappear totally from our vicinity. I s

eaning before he returns so I started very fast. I head into his toilet immediately and started cleaning

e entire place and arrange everything properly. I was already tired at this point because cleaning isn't my job. I wouldn't have been this

the sitting room. I stood in amazement for a while admiring how confortable the room is. I stared at the expensive furniture in th

is so big that it covers the whole wall. I stared at it also, admiring how beautiful the sett

and has high taste of fashion. He is always looking good and having expensive wears. I was still staring and admiri

e is screaming money. I arranged all his clothes, shoes, bags and even caps before closing the large wardrobe

ll think that the rugged and wicked Michael will be interested in news. Or maybe they are just fashion magazines because

ff the bed, one of the magazines fell off the bed and flipped to the next page. My eyes were frozen as I saw

rs borrow us their phones. These images are showing pictures of naked women being tortured by naked men; more like

he didn't say a word. He stared suspiciously at me before he went to the bathroom. I quickly change t

of magazine are those? Why would Michael be looking at such things?" That is totally barbaric. Does that mean that Mich

"May be I should rather find more evidence before I expose his secrets." I thought to myself. That means I will have to always go into hi

EL'S

pping my wine. My father has really fucked my life off. He forced me to come back to this trenches c

ust a damn naked party with a little touch of BDSM (Bondage, Discipline Domination, Sadism Submission & Masochism). We were all matured attendin

't know why people won't accept the act of BDSM as a normal form of sex. Like there is great pleasure in those screams I

ith a cane all over their body and they call my name in pleasure. I mean those feelings makes me fee

don't have a phone to get a hook up. Even if I would be able to get one, no lady will be relaxed to follow me to this part o

ut from the bath tub and head back to the bed room. To my amazement, I found them properly arranged on the mini drawer be

n their position. I am sure the boy must have seen them. But what baffles me was how he coded his se

hem away and picked a towel. I wrapped it around my waist and head to the door. As I opened the door, I

oom. "I brought you some coffee Sir." He said looking at me. I was still surprised as I started contemplati

lly. "Did I ask you to bring that here? Who gave you the permission to serve me what I didn't order? Are you tr

ion more to his face as I stare at him closely. He was struggling so hard from my forceful grab, looking so submissive and fearfu

oice. My nerves started reacting to his situation. I closed my eyes so hard because I didn't want to fall to the illusionary tr

ze. He looked so sexy to me in that position. I don't know what my head was thinking at this point bec

ldn't resist my urge of bouncing on him. Seeing how submissive he behaves and begg

for a while and my head was turning already. I kissed him so hard on his lips and he was trying to escape. I am totally dominating him w

e was breathing so heavily. I paused a bit and looked at him, his eyes were widely red already and he was sweating furiously

i drawer beside my bed and brought out my toys, my handcuffs and whip. He tried escaping but I quickly grabb

to him. I inserted my 10 inches dick into his tight hole forcefully, this is the first time I am sleeping with a m

I thrust harder into him with all my strength. As I was about releasing, I increased the tempo of the fuck

e boy wasn't breathing. I quickly turned him around and placed my hands beneath his nsose but he wasn't breathing. He has probably passed

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