"NO!!" The man yells defiantly. The eye-liner sporting gentleman, whose name you've discovered to be Max, has apparently been strong enough to hold on to his stuborness through weeks of degradation and humiliation at the hands of his owner. Now, Daniel is demanding that you give the man a blowjob to provide him with some entertainment, and although you don't want to anger the humungous young man, you're not crazy about approaching the beefy guy who stands before you wearing a leather jacket, a studded belt, chunky black boots, three piercings in one ear and a throbbing vein popping out of his neck as he bellows a warning for you to keep away. Daniel remains calm through Max's antics. And although Max is one intimidating fucker, you get a sense from the urgency in his voice that he deep down knows he's fighting a losing battle. "New slave," Daniel says "if you like I can introduce you to my last pet who refused to do as he was told. He's a vague red stain on the heel of my favourite Dolce and Gabbanas right now.." You swallow hard. "Now, in three seconds you'll tear his jeans down and suck his come out. 1, 2... 3!" Daniel's thumb comes down on Max's face and drops him onto his back, pinning him to the ground. Remembering that red stain, you act fast, diving in to fidget with the heavy belt buckle. One chunky boot cracks you in the face, bloodying your nose, and you quickly tear the jeans down to his ankles, restricting his leg movement. He wears tight white boxer shorts, which are off-colour after weeks of being worn day in, day out. You peel them off of his rather sizeable package, and a strong, musky smell hits you right in the face. You're repulsed enough at the thought of sucking this guy's huge tool without the putrid smell that accompanies it, and it is one of the biggest things you've ever seen in your life, not to mention the fact that it isn't even erect yet. Above you, the giant clears his throat. "Enough sniffing the thing, boy. Eat it!" Another gurgled scream of fury rises in Max's throat. Here goes...