chapter II

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As I waited outside the school gates for Thomas my body quivered in excitement knowing the events that were about to take place. I watched as Thomas made his way out of the main exit, I remembered he had pe last which explained sweat glistening down his forehead. My eyes explored Thomas's toned, muscular body. He was wearing a white baggy T-shirt and tight shorts that accentuated his curves in all the right places. He turned to the side, his booty right in my sight of vision, I thought damn he thicc. I saw his muscular abs popping out through the sleeves of the shirt. As he walked past me I smelt his manly scent of perspiration and deodorant I ruffled his hair as he came close but he looked shocked by my abrupt actions, I disregarded it and walked on back to my house .The entire way we talked and asked mundane questions. Once Thomas had arrived at my house I asked him to remove both his shoes and socks...

Thomas was reluctant at first until I did so too and told him it was my family's only rule ,once he removed his odd socks I smelt an odd aroma and wondered if it was his feet this brought my attention to his ankles. I thought damn his beautiful pearly ankles would look hot as hell in those chains my black market dealer Connortehhumantrafficer (subscribe to Conner teh gamer jk he's cancer ) sold me which included date rape infused disco biscuit (ecstasy ) as well as whips, chains and more ;).
Thomas walked into the living room and I asked if he would like a drink, he kindly accepted the offer. I came back with two glasses of milk, I handed one to Thomas and watched him slowly sip away at the poison infused milk. My member twitched in excitement. I gazed longingly at Thomas as his eyes started to roll to the back of his head and sealed.
I checked my own package in delight as I saw what was happening. Even in my wildest fantasies this had never been so hot. I carefully lifted Thomas off of the chair and slowly lowered him down to the basement, I lightly placed him in a chair and chained up his limp, fragile body. His eyes gradually began to open I could now practically see his brain trying to work out what was going on....

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