Master Johnny Donovan Uses New Sub CK Rogers
In the new KinkMen video, CK Rogers is happy to be the sub of Master Johnny Donovan, who shines wearing a great leather set that was obviously made especially for him, because it fits him so well. The scene is dynamic and includes different styles of BDSM, so any sadist or masochist will find themselves in it.
According to the screenplay, CK Rogers finally gets a rare break from the shadows when Johnny Donovan hauls him out of the dungeon and into a sliver of sunlight. It’s a tease, really—just enough light to make CK blink and feel alive again. Eager as ever, CK drops to his knees and buries his face in Donovan’s leather-bound crotch, inhaling that familiar mix of sweat and hide. The hungry sub can’t hold back; he nips at the leather, practically begging for what’s underneath, his mouth watering for his master’s cock.
Donovan smirks at the desperation, taking charge as he always does. He spreads CK’s ass cheeks wide and goes to work with the crop, each strike landing with a sharp sting that makes CK gasp and arch his back. It’s not just punishment—it’s a reminder of who calls the shots. CK had gifted his master a pair of top-notch leather gloves earlier, and Donovan is clearly loving them. He slips them on right away, using them to spank CK’s round ass with a satisfying thud, squeezing the flesh until it reddens, and poking just to watch CK squirm.
CK’s not one to stay quiet; he begs for more, his voice hoarse and pleading for a harder spanking. Donovan doesn’t disappoint—he lays into that ass with force, all while stroking CK’s cock with those gloved hands. The leather against skin gets CK rock-hard in no time, that rough texture driving him wild. But when he whimpers for permission to cum, all he gets is a firm slap across the face, the sting silencing him fast. Donovan thrives on that edge of suffering; he grips CK’s balls tight, squeezing until the sub cries out, a mix of pain and thrill echoing in the air.
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Before CK can catch his breath, he’s hoisted upside-down, bound tight in ropes that dig into his skin. Donovan steps back, admiring his work with a satisfied grin. “Time to get to it,” he mutters, and shoves his dick into CK’s mouth for a face-fucking session that leaves them both breathless. Donovan can’t resist leaning in for a taste of CK’s dangling cock in return, licking just enough to tease. Feeling amped up after the blowjob, Donovan grabs his flogger and goes to town, the lashes hitting everywhere—CK’s helpless body, even that exposed dick swinging below. The sub can’t twist away, trapped in the ropes as the flogger bites into him.
Finally, Donovan flips CK around so his ass is up and ready, sticking out like an invitation. He positions himself overhead and drives in hard, fucking that ass deep and relentless. So much for the sunlight—CK’s head is jammed down against the wooden platform, his world reduced to the rhythm of thrusts pounding away. CK knows his place; he opens his mouth wide, begging for his master’s cum like it’s the only thing that matters. If he’s lucky, he’ll get to lap it up off those new leather gloves, tasting the reward of his submission.
