The slave boy sat embarrassed as his new master delightedly paraded him in front of a crowd of envious onlookers at some hidden, exclusive club for the elite. A strong hand wrapped around his thin waist, securely holding onto its property… And to top it off, this nervous little guy was fully erect for everyone to see! Was he drugged in order to force him to remain in a state of constant arousal, as sex slaves often are, or was he merely discovering a previously unknown exhibitionist kink? Either way, the thing which truly made him nervous was his new master’s fat, gurgling belly. The poor boy couldn’t help believing that before the end of the night, he would surely be trapped inside, writhing helplessly before being mercilessly digested. He could see the hunger in his master's gaze, the way his master occasionally licked his lips. And even though this slave was afraid, his rock hard cock still twinged whenever he was pressed against that big, soft gut.

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I'll try and dig up the motivation to draw a followup soon, but please be patient! I'm a lazy man!

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