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Monday, September 4, 2023

[SS-1277] Old Arcade


OLD ARCADE

"Finally, this is the last day," Baste told himself as he walked that fateful evening along the abandoned road.

That area of the town has been uninhabited since the huge earthquake that happened ten years ago. Nobody even tried to rehabilitate it.

However, this was the place where Baste had to pay his dues.

He finally arrived at the closed and dilapidated game house. The arcade consoles were all broken and dusty. However, the festive colorful triangle banners that lined the ceiling of the place remained.

Ten years ago was like yesterday for Baste. Three days before the earthquake, he got into a dare with his friends. They would play a particular game in the arcade. The loser among the three of them would have to be their slave for one night a month, for ten years.

This was the last month that Baste had to pay after he lost.

As soon as he arrived, he took off his clothes.  He already knew what was going to happened. He retained his black thong.


He looked around the place. These rubbles have seen his coming of age. And all of his sacrifices under the hands of his friends.

Finally, his two friends came. One of them bellowed, "damn. Your last day. I'm gonna miss that ass."

"Me too," said the second friend.


Baste knelt in front of them and said, "let's get this over and done with." He pulled down their pants and started sucking them.

During the first year of being a slave, his friends just made fun of him and made him do silly stuff. Eventually, their punishment became sexual. They started using his holes.

At first Baste did not like that his friends were treating him like a gay slut monthly, especially that when at home, he was a jock and a ladies' man.

But now, he squeals in delight as his as and mouth was being tagged teamed by his friends' cocks.

After two hours of relentless fucking, they all came.

As Baste started to dress up, he spoke. "I know the deal's off. But I'll be here next month. Just in case."

The two friends grinned. It looks like they will have a lifetime sex slave in Baste.

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