Date: Sat, 11 Jun 2022 12:01:37 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frías <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: I was born to serve - Chapter 7- BLINDFOLDED.

Chapter 7 -- BLINDFOLDED.

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It was a sensory overload. With a blindfold on my eyes, it seemed to me
that I was sniffing Steven for the first time and his smell was oh so damn
good that I knew after today if someone offered me a rose to sniff, I'd
reject it in favour of Steven Zimmermann's smell. At the same time that
dick that had already become used to entering me was still more arousing. I
knew that with it, I could even cum now without touching myself. And then
he started to talk and my sense of hearing also enjoyed more such a
masculine voice.

-So are you enjoying, Diego? Do you still trust me that I will never hurt
you?

-Oh please, Steven, this is how I want to always be, always tied to you. Do
with me anything you want for this is the exact moment I know that the only
thing I need after now is you.

-Do you love me, Diego?

-I'm not sure, Steven, but oh if I could spend the rest of my life next to
you, next to your smell, to your dick, tied to any hook, tied to your
heart...

-I'm feeling the same, Diego. I never found somebody like you before. But
now that I'm happy to know you, I would not mind sharing my whole life with
you...

And still his dick was getting deeper but now I had a hole deep enough for
his shaft to pierce me.

-... and as far as you want, we could even try and share our lives. I could
even stop tying you or start sharing the housework with you.

-From very young, Steven, I knew I was born to serve. So please never stop
now what you have started and let me always serve you: that's also an
important part of the boy you're saying you wanna share your life with. And
please I also love the experience of often being tied. Do it often. Diego
Sinarcas wants you as you are, Steven.

-But some things can change. I mean, as I know you like helping me pee, for
instance, I can still call you to help me, but only once a day, or else
soon you'll get tired. And since I know I wanna share my life with you, I
want to make your life exquisite with whatever you like, so ok, I'll tie
you often and will do almost nothing at home, but some work I will do. And
now you'll have the first sample of Steven's juice inside your ass. Here
you are!

And he filled my ass for the first time that glorious blind afternoon. He'd
poured his semen inside me and he'd poured his blood inside me having
reached an agreement that we could share our lives now.

-I still wanna give you much more today. Now I'll leave you tied here for a
while as I do some things and I'll return later. You have the cuspidor; you
can use it. See you soon again, my hot Ceniciento, my hot Diego.

He was absent for more or less an hour and there I was, tied in the living
room and blindfolded, eagerly awaiting that hot boy's return. I had to
relieve my bladder and used the cuspidor.

An hour later his hot smell told me he had returned. Saying nothing, he
first removed the cuspidor and went with it to the bathroom. Then he came
back and placed it under my feet again. And I sensed how he started to pour
something liquid, or so I thought, on my chest.

-Do you know what I am pouring on your hot body, Ceniciento?

-Something sticky, Sir; but it has no smell.

-It's black and it is generally used for desserts.

-Can it be liquid caramel, Sir?

-Right, Diego. And since there can be no tastier dessert than your body,
now I will taste you as if you were a cake.

I felt him pouring caramel on my chest and then licking it slowly, even on
my nipples and his tongue there soon became a snake. Blindfolded as I was,
I felt the motions of his tongue tasting me slowly. I hoped he liked my
tastes but he'd wanted me sweaty and hadn't wanted me to have a shower. Now
he told me.

-The cake of a hot boy has a lot of arousing flavours. There's only a place
where I will not pour caramel, for I love it with its natural taste.

And now I felt his tongue inexhaustibly working on my pits. He seemed to
enjoy that part of my body most, the icing on the cake and for the
umpteenth time with him, I felt I would never have this kind of experiences
with a girl. He took long in both my pits till at last I felt a new
humidity falling on my nipples and it was not caramel. He told me he'd been
jacking off and of course now it was his cum that bathed me.

Next I felt him pouring caramel on my feet and soon I felt him squatting on
the floor and no doubt poking out his tongue so he could keep on eating the
cake: my body, now in a new area.

He licked the top of my foot and next asked me to lift it so he would pour
caramel too on the other side and next he licked my sweaty foot in no
hurry, even licked my five toes. And next I felt him also wanting to do the
same with my left foot and everything was repeated.

Now I sensed how the next spot he was pouring caramel on was my buttocks
and it was so sensual to feel his tongue in that part. I so desired his
fucking me again but now that was not his aim. I felt some caramel now in
the interior of my bum and he also licked inside my crack with no sign of
disgust.

And I felt later how he turned me. I felt the sticky caramel now on my
balls which he sensuously started to lick in no hurry, was for minutes
there till I felt caramel now on my dick.

-No doubt your dick has a perfect taste itself, but surely caramel adds a
perfect flavour to it, as if I were savouring my birthday cake now.

And saying nothing more, he was for almost twenty minutes, licking caramel
and my dick taste devotedly, like a heathen idolater of manhood. This was
the second blowjob he was giving me today and I felt he wanted to suck my
cock every day after now. Good, for with Steven I would not only have
something like a master, he was not exactly my master but my flat mate
using his naked servant as I wanted, but also a fuck buddy or a
boyfriend. He was luring me into starting a couple with him and my heart
was telling me clearly I could only have everything I needed with Steven
Zimmermann. I really wanted now the chance of sharing my life with that hot
boy. Didn't love him yet but I felt I could love him soon for he gave me
every possible pleasure I needed. And with this knowledge, I really blasted
a second long stream of cum that flooded his mouth and that of course he
swallowed with no objection, every single drop.

But of course he hadn't finished his afternoon of fun. Now I heard a sound
and recognized it as if he was moving a chair and approaching it to
me. Then I heard him climbing the chair, something that for me would be
impossible with my vertigo, and once on top of the chair I heard him
ordering me to open my mouth.

Of course in came his dick now. I so desired to suck his cock again. I told
him this was the fairest thing he could do for he'd given me two blowjobs
and I still hadn't had a chance to suck his sexy savoury rod today. At the
same time I devoted myself to pleasing that cock that was my only sexual
desire now; I felt his masculine voice congratulating me for the way I
sucked. Also his perfumed drops of sweat were falling on my chest and I
felt a sticky sensation on my whole body. Now it was more remnants of his
saliva than liquid caramel. And the taste of his cock was greater now when
I was enjoying it with four senses, deprived of the fifth one, my sense of
sight, but this way was as if I was savouring his dick for the first
time. It's impossible to describe but the more I tasted Steven, the more I
enjoyed his tastes. No doubt he was as oversexed as I was, really enjoying
his Ceniciento as I was enjoying the master of the house and suddenly,
because he told me nothing so that blind as I was I simply felt, he shot a
new tasty sample of cum into my mouth.

And now he left again for half an hour and again I noticed in his smell
that he had returned. Now he started to jack me off.

But all he wanted was making me rock hard, cause after a while, and of
course with the blindfold, I didn't see but noticed it, he put his ass on
my dick and managed to drive it inside.

-Yeah, Ceniciento, you're also gonna fuck me. I still haven't told you but
I fell in love with you days ago and I would really like to become your
boyfriend, so you must have everything, also someone to fuck. And it's true
I've only been fucked three times before; the first fuck was painful; the
two next fucks didn't hurt but I never found any pleasure in it and I
always thought I would be a top with boys. But you're different. I love
you, Diego. Keep on fucking me.

-Steven, tie me to you forever; I also love you so tie me to your body, tie
me to your smell, tie me to your dick forever, tie me to your wonderful
personality, and ok, if you want me to also do it, also tie me to your
ass. Tighten the ropes to your heart forever so I never go stray again from
you.

-With you, I even enjoy the fact of being fucked. Since I'm sure you will
always want to be my naked servant, we'll have to talk about it later, so I
can find a way to always make you happy. But we love each other. I'll often
tie you and you'll be constantly giving me blowjobs or giving me your ass
to fuck. But now you know I'll often suck your cock too and you will fuck
me many more times.

-Whatever you want, my love --it was the first time I called him my
love-. We'll be a couple, we are a couple and as any other couple we'll do
everything but always being Ceniciento is, you know well, also a need for
me. And now I have to cum.

-Fill me, my love --first time I heard the words my love from him, as I was
cumming in his ass.

Now first he kissed my mouth in real love and next he untied me.

The rest of that day we spent naked and I also soaped him up in the tub as
I was also cleaning my sweaty body.

And we started living together. We live together after four years and he
was true to his word and often ties me just as my heart is tied to his
heart. And whenever I see him stripping, I tell him the same words he
addressed me the day all of this began.

-Wow, such a sexy picture.



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look at the life of eight beggars who live together at:
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