I would really prefer not to go into the reasons why I so enjoyed fastening the Leather Cinch around the base of his cock and tightening it until he whimpered. Suffice it to say that I did. Immensely. I have always liked hurting boys, almost as much as I like fucking them. When I can combine the two, my day is made.
And straight to Hades with that sniveling little bitch-boy, anyways. His dickhead bloomed a brand-new shade of purple when he saw how turned on I got by causing him pain. This is my game, not yours, I thought. So I pulled the Cinch a little tighter and trapped about a gallon of blood in that gorgeous prick of his and then proceeded to use him for what little he was worth.