Bully in Locktober 4

Tsk tsk tsk tsk - my uncle makes with his mouth and sits in the cage in front of me - look where you ended up being so curious

I lower my gaze instinctively, I have nothing to say, I'm wearing a muzzle and I've drooled so much that there's a puddle under the cage, I still have a string of saliva hanging from the corner of my lips

"Well, you've already discovered my secret" he tells me - and apparently, you're enjoying it... because you are enjoying it, aren't you?" The only gesture that occurs to me is to shrug my shoulders, looking at him with a certain remorse.

"Well, I think curious people should be punished, what do you think, Enrique?" he says, looking at the door.

Enrique doesn't say anything, I hear him approaching me and kneeling behind me, with his large hand he pushes my abdomen to make me lift my buttocks, I lift them... I feel his strength and his enormous body... my cock gets really hard.

Enrique gives me a spank... I verify that his hand is huge and that... it indeed causes considerable burning when punishing...

Zazzzz... zazzzz... zazzzz... the sound of that night that I heard them having a session repeats, this time on my flesh, on my buttocks, on my body... mgggg I feel so humiliated to be naked in the middle of the two, and being punished at my age ufff... it turns me on so much...

Zazzzz... zazzzz... zazzzz... I endure it and don't move, I don't know if I want to be a tough guy or if I think I really deserve this punishment for getting into where I shouldn't... zazzz.. zaz.... Zaz... my uncle observes how I'm being punished and smiles... he enjoys it... zazzz zazzzz zazzzz the fact that he enjoys it excites me... it turns me on so much... zazzzz zazzzz... I know Enrique is not using all his strength to punish me... that makes me feel cared for and at the same time it turns me on a lot... will I be his slave from now on? Will he subdue me like my uncle? All the options pass through my mind and they all seem exquisite to me...

Finally, the punishment ends. Enrique releases me from the handcuffs and I get up like a spring.

"Come, you and I are going to have a conversation in the living room" he tells me, getting up and walking to the door, Enrique stays to pick up the handcuffs and I go out to sit with my uncle.

On the second floor of the house, there's a room with two very comfortable individual armchairs, the kind that recline and you almost lie down.

We go down to the second floor, my uncle offers me the armchair that's near the exit to the terrace and he sits in the other, my buttocks are burning and it's comforting to sit in the cozy armchair.

I feel a bit ashamed and think he'll be upset, I'm surprised to see him sitting, smiling in one of the armchairs in the TV room.

Those armchairs can rotate from a base, we turn them and end up facing each other.

"Gerar" he tells me in a affectionate tone - "this ...