Caught Justan in his car, hand wrapped around his pathetic meat, I assert my dominance. Shoving my strap in his mouth, he gags, eyes watering, drool dripping. I bend him over the cold leather, my strap plunging into his eager hole. We move atop the garage, Vegas lights twinkling below as I relentlessly pound him, degrading him, "You like that, my little cock slut?"