You look fug hot tied
like this, but this is just the start you are only 90 minutes into the 4
days. I will get you alone soon and I have plans of my own. I have
permission from my Master to do what I want to you. Things will get worse,
you will wish you never sent that email but you did boy and now you belong
to us!"
With that he slowly turhe winch again 4 more time' s my arms felt like
they were going to explode from the sockets.
"Prisoner is ready SIR!" shouted the guard.
No response came back but I heard the door open again, the Guard went out
of my vision but soon came back with a pair of electric hair clipper, I
looked at horror, I ' t be shaved my role requires me to play a
rough type. I protested as much as I could be it was all ighe
Guard came up to the table and turhe clipper on, without saying
anythiarted to shave the hair off my cod balls, he was rough
and he caught the skin a couple of times but he didn' t care before I knew
it my cod balls were just stubble. He didn' t stop there he carried on
shaving up my treasure trail, I was shaking my head screaming no into the
gag, telling him to fug stop into the gag, he didn' t stop he carried
on shaving the hair on my stomach, taking his time as he got to my chest.
He expertly shaved my chest with the clippers, blowing the hair off my
body. When he had finished I looked down at my body, it letely
shaved. I started to get angry now, I hadn' t agreed to this, how was I
going to get away when the director saw this smooth body at the
shoot.
I started to thrash around and shouting into the gag, calling the Guard
everything uhe sun. He most of caught some of it as his head snapped
round, he looked up at the camera, then slapped me in the face!
"Shut the FUCK UP PRISONER!, YOU AGREED TO WAIVE ALL RIGHTS! Now stay the