My gym slave 6

I had not seen my ex for years until I ran into him one early morning on Gran Via. We decided to grab a few beers at a late-night spot, and as always, he started teasing me, saying I was old, that I hadn't had a partner since we broke up, etc. According to him, he had a boyfriend for a few months and was completely faithful. Knowing my ex, Jose, he was bragging to crush my ego, as he often did in our relationship. Although I had tied him up many times, fucked him, and cummed in his mouth for him to swallow, we never discussed being master and slave. I told him that night to show him that I also hooked up with whoever I wanted. And so he wouldn't have any doubts, I showed him the video of my gym slave. Jose never wanted to swallow my cum, but I always knew he said it with a small mouth, and I went for him with a vengeance.

"Do you not believe me? Look at the video..."

"He's too good-looking to be your slave," (he laughed) "I don't believe you..."

"Let's do something," (I proposed) "We'll go to my place, and I'll call him over so we can use him together, do you want to?"

"Oh, yeah, a lot," (he replied) "if it's not just something you made up to get under my skin..."

"You're going to want to piss on him, no matter how much you say that's not your thing..."

"You don't even believe it yourself," (he replied, acting cool)

"Since you don't believe me, let's go to my place, I'll call him over, and if he shows up, you two will obey me in everything. Okay, asshole?" (I asked, grabbing his cock while giving him a quick kiss on the mouth for old times' sake)

"If the same guy from the video shows up saying he's your slave, I'll swallow my words, and we'll take orders from you..." (he said, laughing nonstop, not believing anything)

"Come on, let's go home, and I'll show you I'm not lying..." (just imagining the situation got me excited)

We bought a bottle of whiskey from the Chinese store in my neighborhood, despite the fact that we were already drunk, and headed home. When we arrived, we lay down on the bed, making out like we used to when we were a couple. As always, he managed to get me very horny, so I got up and grabbed my phone to text my slave:

"I want you at my place in less than 15 minutes, if you're not here in that time, I'll never use you again."

I went to the kitchen and poured two more whiskeys, one for my ex and one for me, and just as I was about to leave, the intercom rang.

"Yes?" (I answered)

"I'm here, master, as you requested."

I let out a loud laugh and opened the building door.

I took the whiskey to my ex in the bedroom, asking him where he wanted to use my slave, on the bed or in the living room.

"He took a big sip of his drink) I prefer the bed, because you don't even believe it yourself that he's going to show up," (he laughed again)

The doorbell rang once, and I quickly opene...