Jay James & Bishop Angus – Slave Boy

Jay waited for me in his cage, patiently touching himself like a horny puppy wanting to be played with. I’d only left him alone for a few hours, but it was clear that absence made the heart grow fonder! He was so well trained, now, that he thought of me fucking him even when I wasn’t around. I couldn’t ask for more from my slave… Once I took him out, his eyes locked on mine, looking for a sign that he was going to get what he wanted most. Normally I wouldn’t allow such wilfulness, but it was clear that what he wanted was exactly what I wanted — to serve me and to be used by me. The thought alone made his big, uncut cock swing hard between his legs. As much as I was getting my needs met, it also gave him the satisfaction of his life! I took off my clothes and watched his mouth water. I had him sit and watch me, knowing that I was his everything. My slow strip tease was the best kind of torture for him. All he wanted was to touch me, taste me, smell me. He worshipped me! Even without cages or collars, he saw me as a perfect man.