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Part 2
The whole room of this bed sit/studio apartment was exceptionally hot. Like the weather outside. Only more stifling, with no breeze coming from any window.
There was this combination of smell on my face of Jaffar's spit and my own junk suddenly. It was delicious to inhale.
But the smell of him was different. It wasn't fresh or dirty. Seasoned, seasoned was the perfect word. It had nothing artificial about it yet at the same time wasn't an overwhelming BO.
His cut cock was stiffening up a little now. It was obviously thick, but not huge. In the average ball park. However, that wasn't a problem to him. Size is nothing without proper attitude.
"Just the head you dumb animal, just carefully lick my cock head, nice and easy".
Here was a moment to be cautious, I could tell over enthusiasm wasn't what he was looking for. I pushed my legs up to straighten my kneeling position and slowly, eyes on him at all times, started to swirl his cock around. It tasted so fucking good. Like it was loaded with pheromones that blew my mind.
"That's it, easy, you're showing you can follow instructions. That's good". His approval brought a grin from me. "Stop and lean back".
I was back on my ankles now looking up.
"What do you do?" He asked bluntly. I explained I was at University but he seemed disinterested suddenly. "Yeah, yeah, well that's over" he said.
"Like? What the fuck?" I replied and he slapped my face real hard.
"That's gone, that life, gone. This is now it. This room, this life"
Without any indication he shoved two fingers into my throat and started exploring. Causing me to make nasty gagging and spluttering noises. Then the third finger was added and it got more intense. Throat drool being dug up from me. Thick, nasty.
The thing that surprisingly didn't happen was my eyes didn't close. They stayed open, gazing up at him. His evil smile loving how he was starting to degrade me. Many would ask why I didn't bite and run, but that's not me, it was never me. I was a sucker for the power and domination.
When he pulled his fingers out of my mouth he smeared the excess drool on my face. Making me feel both marked, owned and stupid. It also made me loose my sense of where I was for a second and suddenly I felt him putting cable ties around my ankles and wrists behind my back.
A Lycra/spandex mask went over my face. I shouted only for a ball gag to be shoved into my mouth. Then, headphones slipped over my ears and something started to be pumped into my ears.
It was obviously some form of hypnosis but at the same time I'd been fed some poppers. Three or four huffs on each nostril. My head was in a spin. I was unable to work out where to put the most energy to break my gag or ties and all the time Jaffar's voice was pumping something into my ears that I was his "little bearer of shame".
I'm honestly not sure how long I was in this state but my release was swift. Hands and legs released, mask off and ball gag popped out. I was wet as fuck from sweat. My brain was a mess.
Jaffar sat at the tiny table with two chairs. "Come here and eat" he barked. "This is authentic stuff, not the generic curry you get downstairs". I know it was highly spiced lamb, bread and finely diced onions and tomatoes.
"It's good" I quietly said as I ate it, dipping my bread into the lamb.
"What are you boy?" came the simple question.
"I'm your bearer of shame" I replied, something telling me that was wrong.
"Are you a student?"
"No" was my reply
"Do you live in this shitty bed sit?"
"Yes".
I was absolutely aware my answers bore no relation to reality; however, I was just saying them as if they were the truth.
"Now I need to go back to my real life slut. However, you stay here, train that throat of yours" he said nodding at the mirror which had dildos stuck on it.
"There's stuff to drink in the fridge, if you need food you dial `1' and some will be brought up to you".
He then stripped naked, grabbed my head and smeared it all over his body, from arm pits to feet. Marking every smell onto my nose. Causing me to groan.
As he finished he threw me down. "I'll be back tomorrow, maybe the day after". With that he walked out leaving me just inhaling his scent over and over.