My heterosexual slave from Torremolinos 7

The kid from Glovo must have freaked out in colors from the face he made. I don't know who was more nervous, him or my slave, haha, so I decided to take action...

"Hello, dude" (I said from the other side of the computer, greeting him with my hand)

When he heard me, he looked away from the dog at his feet for the first time and fixed his gaze on the screen of the device that was emitting my voice. When he looked at me with his blue, almost transparent eyes, I thought he was less ugly than I initially thought.

"Close the door, please, I don't want the neighbors to snoop."

"Ehhhhh, no, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now, just give me what I have to take and I'll leave, I don't want to get involved in this" (he replied, making all sorts of gestures and contortions, finally leaning against the half-open door).

"Kid, don't get nervous, it's a good dog and it won't do anything to you, and you won't do anything... " (I stretched out the last word deliberately, making a pause of a couple of seconds) "that you don't want to do, haha. Come on, close the door while my slave brings you a beer, you must be parched from working so hard. Get up and bring it quickly!" (I ordered him, changing the friendly tone I was using with the guest to a very sharp one that made him obey instantly). "I'm only going to ask you to do something very simple... I'm going to ask you to look at him well. To focus on his entire body, carefully, from the front and from the back. That's all."

At that moment, my slave returned and handed him the beer, which the delivery guy held with a trembling hand.

"Don't move, bitch" (the kid wouldn't take his eyes off the screen, seeming to be embarrassed to see a naked guy) "Do what I told you, look at him well, his body, his face, his arms... his ass... and that crap of a dick he has locked in that cage I just put on him... " (he did what I said and started looking at him) "Take a walk around him if you want, I'll let you until you touch him."

He started walking slowly, giving a wide berth to his body. The faces of both of them blushed instantly.

"Touch him if you want, I gave you permission."

"No, it's not necessary" (he replied, staring fixedly at the caged dick)

"Get out of here, bitch!" (I shouted). "Now I want to talk to this kid for a while while he finishes his beer."

"But, sir..." (he began to protest)

"Get out!" (I shouted louder. When he left, I lowered my voice to talk to the delivery guy) "Come on, close the door, I'm only going to ask you a few questions, and when you answer, you can leave if you want. Bring the chair that's at the entrance and sit down while you finish your beer" (when I had him looking at me again, I decided to start the interrogation). "They're very simple questions. Let's start... How old are you?"

"19, I'll be 20 next month" (he said, blushing even more, not understanding anything)

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