Giving Up My Freedom For A Fantasy

He ordered me to spin around so that he could check me out. Then he wanted me to remove my top, after I had removed it he had me spin around again. I then had to remove my shorts and spin around again. And finally the panties leaving me stood there naked all but my shoes and socks, with my tiny cock locked in chastity.
He had me say on camera that “I love being fucked up the ass”, “I am an anal whore”, “I love sucking cocks”, “I swallow real mens cum”, “I am a cheap whore” and several other degrading statements. He ordered me to kneel down in front of him. He picked up a collar and locked it around my neck. The collar was large and had a lead attached. He then attached matching cuffs to each of my wrists. He then ordered me to lay down on my back and raise each of my legs in turn so that he could attach cuffs to them. Each of the collar and cuffs attached with a padlock. He attached a ball gag in my mouth. When he had me stand up, I had to walk up and down the room like a catwalk.
When he was done having me walk up and down, he had me go to the hall of his house and to kneel until “our visitor” arrives. I didn’t have to wait for too long before there was a knock at the door. He had me stand up and open the door. I was terrified of people seeing me which he found amusing. His friend arrived and I was ordered to kneel back down. His friend looked me up and down, they had a chat with each other.
I was dragged by my collar on my hands and knees back into the living room. He removed my gag and then ordered me to get his cock out. I had a struggle to open his jeans but I managed it. He took great pleasure in slapping me across my face with his cock. I started to suck it before he forced me to take it balls deep down my throat. While I was pleasing him orally he chose to pull me into a position where he could slap my ass. His friend had picked up a leather paddle and was slapping my ass.
When he came he had pulled my head so that he shot his load straight down my throat. I was choking and cried a little. I could feel that this would be messing up my mascara.