The next morning after that glorious night i woke up as a completely new person. How can i describe those feelings? Well, i felt...free. Isn't it strange, being fucked and humiliated, actually owned and still feeling incredible freedom next day? After the first two interactions with Soslan i felt humiliated, crushed and abused, i felt bad in every single way possible. But not this morning! I nearly jumped out of the bed, running to the bathroom, taking shower and making myself up. I've never much liked wearing fancy clothes, i think i just didn't feel the need of appreciation, had no real desire to look good. But that day i digged through the entire closet searching for the best clothes i had. I finally managed to find some skin-tight jeans and a shirt, emphasizing my slim built. After a quick breakfast i headed off to the university. The weather seemed so fine, i've been breathing a clean May air with some light scent of lilac. While walking the university halls and corridors, i noticed a few people looking at me carefully, with some interest. Passing some huge mirror on the hall's wall, i glanced there and certainly liked what i saw. A short and slim guy, well dressed and with that mysterious little smile. Was that me? How come that i look so...happy?
When i entered the auditorium, several girls and even a few guys watched me passing by and taking my place. I chuckled a little - they saw me every day but they never watched me. That was flattering. Some mates would come and greet me, their handshakes were still heavy but i didn't feel degraded at all, quite the opposite - their big comforting hands were making me hard down there.
When i entered the auditorium, several girls and even a few guys watched me passing by and taking my place. I chuckled a little - they saw me every day but they never watched me. That was flattering. Some mates would come and greet me, their handshakes were still heavy but i didn't feel degraded at all, quite the opposite - their big comforting hands were making me hard down there.