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Chapter 23 by GrimwaII GrimwaII

What do you focus on?

The people of Latex city

Your eyes dance around the sights, the city itself is slightly unremarkable. Tall buildings and dirty sidewalks eventually get boring. What does pique your interest is the people you pass by.

You walk by a couple making out in the middle of the street, one a muscular jock who looks to be either in his mid-twenties or early thirties, he’s bound in shiny black latex with only his head exposed, though you make note of the zipper on his crotch. "Gotta have easy access" you think to yourself as you look at his spit-swapping partner. His partner is older, definitely in his forties (maybe fifties), unlike his partner who’s face is clean shaven the older man has a full beard of salt and pepper. He wears the same latex suit as his partner, with one addition of a leather harness.

The two seem completely enthralled by their lovemaking- you call it love making as the younger one has started feverently rubbing the older man’s crotch.

You do wonder if one is an unmasked gimp, but you’d learn later that some masters choose to love other masters. "Maybe they have a submissive side" you think.

As you’re lost in thought staring at the couple, the younger one of the couple snaps his head in your direction. “Hey!” He calls out grabbing, your attention as well as Rex’s and Master James’. “I think you might wanna keep your dog in check there” he nods downwards at you.

Master James yanks your collar towards him and he sees your leaking cock. You think about begging him to release the pulling on your collar but instead wisely remember to whimper as a dog would. For a moment you think James contemplates pity but that chance is wiped away when the young muscle jock calls out “he was jerking off to us!”

Even with the falseness of the accusation James still punishes you with instead with a smack to your face.

The cold air that once froze your body now stings your face. Tears prick in your eyes as James yanks your collar down to the ground. “Kneel dog” his kind demeanour now gone. Clearly, the thought of his dog masturbating to someone else has created a mean streak in him.

You comply faithfully and your knees and hands once again feel the harsh ground. James mutters am apology and yanks your collar hard as he starts walking faster dragging your flesh across the jagged concrete. All the way to the pup store.

What happens in the store?

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