Christian Wilde: Daddys Plaything

You see Christian Wilde enter the dungeon. You call him Daddy Wilde and he calls you Little Pig, because that's what puts him in a good mood. You've been locked in a small cage, unable to stand or stretch your legs, teased and taunted for months now. Maybe today is the day he lets you out for a little fun. Do you have what it takes to be a permanent stable-whore for Daddy Wilde? He threatens to bring his big strong leather-clad boyfriends over to take turns in your ass. They'll dump their hot loads in your ass while Daddy Wilde watches and strokes his beautiful cock. He wants to hear your sad little voice moan and whimper while those big, rock-hard cocks impale your ass. You are just a cum whore to Him. When you are thirsty, Daddy Wilde showers you with his golden urine. Drink up little slut, it's going to be a long day and it's important to stay hydrated. The cage door remains locked while he pleasures himself, so close, yet so far away. You would be honored to clean his boots with your tongue, and worship his size 12 feet. Yes, you are a maggot and you beg for him not to give up on you. It would be an honor to sniff and rub those feet, or to bury your face in Christian's sweet musty ass. He spreads his cheeks for you. You would do anything to stick your tongue in that hot sweaty man hole. You are a true fucking maggot whore slut. Daddy Wilde has his toys and he doesn't need you. He has a fucking machine that doesn't moan or complain. If he only knew how you would worship his cock and balls. Look at him stroke that thick cock, gripping it with two fists. You beg to be let you out of your cage. You want his cum so bad, you can almost taste that hot load sliding down the back of your throat. His cum would be the sweetest, most heavenly treat you have tasted in your entire miserable, unworthy life.