Tag: slave boy
-
vallentiro14: Hugo thumbed through photos on his phone. “This one is my favorite so far.”Arturo let out a low whistle. “He is stunning. That ass is begging for stripes.”“Oh I’ve put them there. The aftercare was almost as good as the session, he was so soft and warm in my lap, I didn’t want to…
-
The duel was over. Centrus had won. He sheathed his sword and strode up to the slave bound to a pole. Behind him, the healers were tending to his opponent left bleeding in the ring on the floor. Centrus still wondered if not killing that asshole was the right thing to do, considering he’d bribed…
-
An indentured man heads toward the exit of the barn after performing his morning chores. The horses are nose-deep in their oats and hay. The bay mare and her colt are doing fine. The stalls were mucked. Water changed. The pigs are waking up and wandering toward their outdoor pen. The man turns his head…
-
“Boy? Boy are you awake?”“Mmmnnn. Yez-Zir.”“Poor thing, you are so tuckered out from the demonstrations we did today. You were such a good boy today. Made me very proud.”“I love you Sir. Anything for you Sir,” the slave murmured, leaning against his Master’s touch.“I love you too boy. You are going to fall asleep in…
-
bondcyberrole: ooooooh….i’m dreaming…of a white christmas It’s never a good sign when you wake up and your boy is missing on Christmas. You woke up before your alarm, which means your boy wasn’t scheduled to present by your side for a little while longer. Yet, you expected to hear him prattling around the kitchen, preparing…
-
Yes. This is good. Master is happy. If he’s happy, I’m happy. He’s got his latte in his favorite cup with that organic milk that was on sale. He’s wearing his favorite casual shorts that I washed last night, and I know he’s free-ballin in there because he’s got nothing else going on’ today. I…
-
gayboykink: Come on, pup, get in your cage! And remember: no barking. The guests are coming in a few minutes and I don’t want you to embarrass yourself by jumping them or humping their legs as they enter the room. Chopchop, off you go, and behave! Gooood boy! *clicks lock shut* Good boy indeed. “You…
-
“You found him?” I repeat.“Uh huh, just wandering around the streets, when I was out on my beer run,” Sully explains.“Poor thing, he’s in shock,” Marcus adds.“It’s pretty cold tonight.”“He’s cute, can we keep him?” Marcus asks.“Marcus, he’s not a puppy. Sully, did he say anything?”“He just said that his Master got mad at him…
-
The slave lifts its head. He hears footsteps coming up the creaky, wooden stairs. They’re heavy and boot-clad. Instinctively, the slave turns itself in the uncomfortable cage so that he’s on all fours, head down, eyes down. The boots stop at the landing.”Now that’s what I like to see,” booms a bass voice. The man…
-
slavepupboy: Learning how to stay in a cage for long periods of time. It takes a tough Master to not give in to that pouting puppy face. Nice to see a hot leather boys learning good discipline – especially when it’s happening in Los Angeles, in my own backyard.