MASTER SAM EPISODE TWO

Sam's hands follow his pole.


In the motel after Sam had used my mouth and left my throat sore, he got me to take the blankets and top sheet off the double bed and then we lay down. He rubbed my red lacy panties telling me how much he liked them while he stroked his penis.


Sam got me to roll over and he pulled my panties up so my bum cheeks were exposed. He stroked my cheeks and every once and while slapped them making me groan. Then he pushed my panties deep in my crack and started rubbing one of his big fingers around and over my hole. I raised my bum so I could push back against his hand. He told me to tell him how much I liked him exploring and owning my bum. As I did what I was told he moaned and his hand movements got stronger and rougher. As his smacks got harder I felt my bum cheeks get warm and knew they must be turning red. My little penis was getting hard and pressed against my tight panties.

Sam rolled over and told me to stand up, facing away from him, bend over and spread my bum cheeks to show him my hole. He said how much he liked the look of my red cheeks and my tight hole all puckered up ready for him to loosen it. He told me to crawl over, pick up his bag with my teeth and bring it back to him. I did this and put the bag on the bed. He thanked me and slapped my face making me winch. He got me to open the bag and asked if I liked being tied up. I said I did like that. He pulled out a long leather strip and got me to hold my arms behind my back and he tied them together pulling the leather rope tight. He then said he wanted to open up my bum and got me to lie face down on the bed. He pulled my head up by yanking me by my hair and showed me what he called his pole - a round wooden stick about 7cm thick and 35cm long. He said I was going to enjoy it. He pulled a big tube of lubricant out of the bag and squirted some on the pole then smeared it along the length. He then got me to kneel and raise my bum.


The wack of Sam's pole against my reddened bum made me yelp. He swore and said he had to quieten me. Resting the pole on my back he searched his bag until he found a thick leather gag which he fastened across my mouth saying that looked nice and would cut down the noise. He raised the pole again and smashed it down on my bum again and again causing me to produce muffled yells from the pain. Then he rolled me over and pushed two pillows under my back so my bum was elevated. He pulled two ropes from the bag which he tied to my ankles before tying the other ends to the bedhead so my legs were stretched over my shoulders and my bumhole was fully accessible. He squirted lube on and in my bumhole and spread it around and in me with a big finger telling me how tight it felt.


Then he said my hole needed to be stretched ready for his cock and he held the end of the pole against it. I groaned as he began to slowly push the pole into me. I tried to twist away but he had moved so he was sitting on my stomach and I could not move. He started to move the pole in and out of me telling me how it was opening the lips and muscles of my hole. At one stage he inserted two fingers into my hole and pulled it open so he could spit into it. He poked the head of the lubricant tube into me and squeezed so I felt my anus flooded before he went back to roughly utilising the pole. He told me how much he was looking forward to using his penis in me. He turned around still sitting on me with his erection right in front of my mouth with precum coating the swollen head. He instructed me lick him clean and he murmured with approval as my tongue worked on him. I sighed with contentment as I tasted the strong sourness of his precum.


Sam shifted off me and roughly grabbing my tied arms he turned me over so i was face down. I just need to make sure you are as open as you can be he said, adding this might be a bit uncomfortable. He pushed one then two of his thick fingers into me telling me how it felt as he pushed them in and out going as deep as he could. I groaned as he massaged my anus. Then he said he was adding another finger and I breathed more deeply as three big digits were pushed in and out. After lots of finger action Sam announced he wanted another one in there. The gag muffled my yell as everything except his thumb invaded me. He pushed so deep that all the fingers went in past the knuckles. It felt like he was tearing my hole apart. Sam told me how good it felt to have most of a hand in me. He promised that in the future when I was more used to his member in me, he'd be punching me with a full fist and quite a bit of his arm. I murmured appreciation as being properly fisted was a dream of mine.


Sam got off me and I felt him moving down me and then his face was moving up my legs stopping to bite me every now and then. Next he was kissing my cheeks, throbbing and red from his slaps and the pounding from the pole. Next he pulled my cheeks apart and buried his face between them to lick and kiss around my aching hole before he finally covered the hole and sucked deeply. I moaned with deep enjoyment and excitement.


He pulled me over so I was facing upwards and told me to get on my knees on the floor. When I did that he stood in front of me and told me to clean his hands. I sucked his fingers and palms that were covered in lube and brown streaks, washing them with my saliva and enjoying the smell and taste. He inspected his hands and told me to make sure the edges of tehe nails were cleaned better. He then lay back on the bed and told me to get him a drink. I opened one of the cans of beer he'd told me to buy and as he drank he said needed a snooze before we continued. He got me to lie beside him and he kissing me roughly pushing his tongue deep into my mouth. After finishing the beer he closed his eyes. I snuggled close to him and rested my hand against his face which was covered in dark bristles.

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