The wimp had to be pushed to his limits and at times he made some very sudden movements. He even headbutted me by accident (I have left it in the clip) so he had to be kicked until his balls were burning and he was left defeated!
I keep my human pup caged but at times he needs his exercice and to stretch his paws, after all he must remain fit and obedient. I make him inhale my scent and my leathers, to ensure his connection with me, his owner. I let him play, do tricks and hump my leg like a real doggy before he gets locked up again.
Strapped down, rubberized and under our strict control, our latex gimp can only endure... We love getting him all excited, get his cock hard, make him moan with pleasure and make it grow even bigger with our cock pump...but their won't be a release for him. He must be a good boy and control his orgasm because we just want to tease him.
We are enjoying our cigarette on the terrace with our slave in the middle. He is going to be our human ashtray, nothing more than an object to fill with our hot, dirty ashes. His mouth a hole to put our smoking remains in, our spit. His body covered in ashes as well. Nothing human remains, he must think, act and be the ashtray. Our burning cigarettes close to his nipples and lips...he best not drop that ashtray lid from his head or he will be punished. He must be the ashtray at all costs.
