He will think only what the master wants him to think. His breathing becomes loud and slow. Okxxx It is lubricated by the liquid brains sticking to Jonothon’s bumhole. Jonothon’s eyes widen. He froths. The wall in front of him is mirrored, and he stares at himself, but his eyes do not see. He is damp with sweat. Jonothon’s head is clean. A huge spike bends down from the front. It has very short sleeves and comes to just above the cheeks of his rectum. Then the pipe twitches up, out of the rectum, it steams and stinks of hot brains and slime and faeces. There is a groove in the table for him to slide his little penis into. Gently, spunk pumps from the stiff, horny penis.
Actors:
Florence Dolce
