In the work I do, it's usually the men who call the shots and order me what to do and when. Male models are the worst. As if I'm there exclusively for their pleasure! An opportunity like this is a dream. I’m the one in charge and these big, muscular men can’t contradict me if they want to get paid.<br/><br/>James showed up for our shoot like he was going to an interview for a bank job. I can't stand to see a man formally dressed so I stripped him straight away. He’s not a professional model. This is the first time he’s done anything like this which made it even more exciting for me. I bet he thought he would be paid for fucking me. Only when I had him tied down to the table did he realize how hard he had to work for it.

I tell him I want to take a look at him.

I see he has nice, plump ass cheeks so I have a pinch of them.

I tell him to stand still.

Getting this close I can smell the manly sweat that's formed under his warm jacket.

He tried to start feeling me up. I put a stop to that right away. I instruct him that he can look, but not touch.

I am well excited seeing those massive nipples and pecks staring out at me!

I like the feel of his hard stomach, but I don't like that smug, proud look on his face.

He complains that I haven’t stripped yet.

I tell him to shut his filthy mouth and I get to work on his trousers.

“Where did you buy these cheap old things? A charity shop?”

I have a good feel of his warm, tense stomach and wonder how big his cock is.

I think I'll have a feel and see how big it is.

He instantly reacts to my touch and I know he's dying for me to jerk him off. I'll get around to it in my own time.

I can tell he's embarrassed about having no control in this situation.

His cock has started to grow slightly and I mockingly ask him if that’s as hard as he can get it.

I order him to lift his arms.

Ready for my big surprise.

What a hot sight, a huge dark cock right in front of my eyes!

“Oh is that all?” I tease him. “I thought it’d be bigger!”

He gets solemn and silent after my comment. This isn’t the kind of treatment he thought he’d receive as a porn star.

I toss his pants well out of his reach.

I spin him around so I can get a full view of his sleek, muscular body from this vantage point.

I like the feel of those sweet little balls with that big sausage resting on my hand.

Look at him standing so confident! This boy sure needs a firm hand!

I strap him good and tight to the table legs. When you are locked in this position for over five minutes it feels very uncomfortable.

Ah, look at that face! He must be thinking "What the fuck have I got myself into?"

I rub the sweat that has begun forming on his back and enjoy the curve of his spine down to his firm ass cheeks.

I swing it in the air before his face.

When he first came into the room he picked up my slapping instruments and playfully smacked them against his hand. He doesn't think they're such a big joke now!

Let me tell you what a baby this big boy turned out to be!

I give him a few, sharp smacks with the riding crop and he pipes up whining that he doesn't like it!

Tough shit! I feel like slapping him harder.

"Pipe down and take it like a man!"

He's shaking slightly and I hold him steady to give him a big delicious smack.

I push him forward to get a better angle on that big round bum.

After a few more smacks I have myself a breather, but playfully run the paddle over his back to let him know I'm not done yet.

He begs me not to smack him so hard, but do I listen? NO!

I look close up while giving him some smacks to see how worn his smooth skin is getting.

Not so tough and confident now, is he?

He's reacting to the slaps so physically now that he's raising the table off from the floor. He can't move it far from how he's tied fortunately.

The sharp sound of wood against skin is like music to my ears.

It gets me so excited seeing big guys like this who walk around like they own everything being made into such a humiliating position.

I think it fits snugly in that sweet crack.

I can't resist giving him a few slaps with my hand.

His shouting is getting really loud. I wonder if anyone on the street can hear him.

His deep guttural roar fills the room.

"You're nothing but a big sissy."

I think he thought I had finished, but I hadn't come close to my fill yet.

It's amazing how much his body is shaking.

I love the look of those enormous, powerful thighs made useless because I tied him up. His flesh is so warm and smooth I can't resist running my hand over it.

I love how warm his bottom has become from my smacks and move close to feel those hot buns against my body.

Feeling his tense ass in front of me, I wish I had a dildo to grind into him.

Another strapping young buck under my control.

I rest lightly on his body while he's still heaving for breath.

He calms down when I strap him in the chair. I know he’s miffed because he can only feebly touch me with his bound hand.

I think he’s embarrassed about showing how badly he deals with pain earlier and is eager to impress me with his massive cock. I don't care though. I'm just having fun tugging on it.