Greg lay on the hard tile floor, being ever so careful as he wrote his words of love. He had thought of them last night as he was being viciously ass-raped by Luke, the huge black man that was one of his masters. His ass was still sore from it; the thought of it made his abused asshole quiver in fear. Hed had to commit the words he was now writing to memory, for he had been fucked all through the night that night and had been performing toilet duties all morning, ran his errands in the afternoon and had just finished performing for his most recent scat video his Mistress makes of his sessions (and sells them for a tidy sum, by the way!) This was the first time he didnt have a cock in an orifice or shit or piss in his mouth.
Nevertheless, he had to be careful and take his time- all he had to write with was lipstick and his only medium for his opus was the toilet paper that was kept under the sink. The toilet paper, of course, hadnt been used in quite a few we...
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