"Let's go back to your place, daddy."
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The stocky older man grins, and rises. You glance at his cock as the water sluices down his frame, and lick your lips - he's got a fat dick, and he sounds like he's not afraid to use it. You get out of the tub as well, and wrap your towel around yourself while the older man does the same. The bear waves at him, and says "see you later, Glen."
You step out into the hallway together, and you notice the otter-type is now sucking off the Italian delivery stud in the hallway. The Italian winks at you, and you nod back. In the changing room, you put your clothes back on, and the stocky older man surprises you by dressing in a crisp white shirt and navy pants, and a jacket and tie. He must have come here from a pretty late business meeting, you figure, or after a very long day at work.
His car is very nice - a luxury model, the seats heated - and as you drive to the outskirts of the city where the larger homes sit, he reaches over a few times and gives your nipple a pinch through your shirt.
His home is massive, and he leads you in through the garage entrance. Once inside, you turn around, looking at the opulent home, and then turn back to him, eyebrows high. You glance at the stairwell that leads up, but he shakes his head.
"This way."
He leads you to some stairs that lead down off a mud room, down into a basement. Once you're down there, he leads you - one hand firmly on your shoulder - through a room with a massive entertainment system, and to a door on the other side. That he opens, and walks you inside, though it's dark. He clicks on a light, and you blink, stunned.
There's a sling hanging from the ceiling, and a metal cage with some black objects on top of it. A rack of objects on the far wall, as well - some obviously dildos and paddles, but some you're not sure about. There's a thick concrete pillar from which many handcuffs hang at varying heights as well, and what looks like one of those sawhorse things they use in construction, though the top is padded a little.
"Get naked, boy," the daddy says. He loosens his tie.
You strip slowly, but eagerly - and your dick hardens. This stocky, masculine older stud is definitely dominant, and you're feeling so submissive. You bite your lip as you shed the last of your clothes, and the stocky man smiles at you - he looks eager himself.
"Go ahead," he smiles. "You pick where we start. I pick where we end." He grins, and cups his crotch through his expensive suit pants.
You...
