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“Well, well…our mousy little drug runner gone astray doesn’t have big balls after all.”
”Please don’t hurt me!”
“And
what, break our toys? I think not. Hm. Well you are too small to fetch
any real value on the market. I could sell you as a cheap fuck toy but
it’d be a bad investment for anybody. You wouldn’t last long; you don’t
have a body to take hard fucking.”
The young man whimpers.
“Heh.
Sometimes that makes people hard. You’re still soft as they come. You
are a coward aren’t you? Fucked up one delivery and just hid with his
tail between his legs.”
“I’m sorry I -”
“Quiet,” I snap, tapping
the strap against his thigh. “You don’t know how pissed my boss was
about that. I’m going to put you in chastity first and foremost until
you learn to be a man. Then, I’m going to have you work off that money
you lost as a houseboy to one of our more…esteemed clients. He has a
huge house, and always needs lots of help. Oh, and he needs waiters too
for his, you know, parties.” I smirk. “Might even see me there. Wouldn’t
that be funny?”
“I don’t-”
“Quiet. If my boss wasn’t so angry at
me right now I’d fuck you and put you right in your place, but he’ll be
mad if I send damage goods off. So I’m just gonna have to strap you a
bit, right on your lily white ass.”
“Please no!””
I scoff. “You
need to learn to take your punishment boy. Selling you will fix the
problem you caused. Giving you a red ass fixes your bad decision making
skills. And don’t worry, I won’t leave any marks. I’m very good at this.
I was taught well. Now…turn around. Sooner you obey, the sooner it
gets done, and we can move onto my favorite part – the chastity cage
fittings.”
The young man pleaded a soft “please no”.

“CUT!”
“How was that, Bob?” I ask.
“Fantastic! Very natural! Do you guys need a moment or can we keep going?”
“I could use some water,” Arthur requested.
A PA rushed up to hydrate him. I took a swig out of my own bottle. “I can keep going.”
Bob looked at Arthur. “You good?”
“Yeah,”
Arthur said. “Let’s move on to the strapping scene, I’ve been looking
forward to this all week. Also, it’s almost noon already. I want to get
to the milking and fitting scene as fast as possible so we don’t have to
use artificial lights.”
Bob nodded. I flipped Arthur around and rubbed some oil into his butt, then signaled Bob I was good to go.
“Alright, Drug Runner Domesticated, scene 3, take 1….ACTION!”

I grinned. “Alright, boy. I want to hear you count.” Then I raised my arm and gave Arthur what he wanted. God, I loved my job.

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Gregor and his friends wanted to make sure they passed their high school finals so they could all go off to college together. Their grades were decent enough, but corruption run rampant in their school system and a teacher could flunk a test because he or she simply felt like it. The boys knew they had been rambunctious this school year, that they could have done more homework, and had gotten in trouble for sucking cock in the bathroom and being late to class.
Lucky for them, the boys knew of a certain school administrator with a thing for young men. It wasn’t a secret that he would leer at their butts and crotches and it was rumored he stole underwear from the locker rooms. So, Gregor and his friends decided to use their toned bodies as a bribe to get what they wanted.

Their parents were so proud when the test results came in the mail.

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“You see, we’re doing you a favor. We could have easily turned you over to the cops for raiding our drug cache. I know you intended to sell all of it to pay off that loan shark, but you were stupid and got caught. Shame. Well. we spoke to your debt collector and settled it for you, but now you owe us – both the debt and for stealing. You have no value, no goods to barter, just your very sweet handsome body. We are going to enjoy having you here to serve us now. We’re very busy men with a local, lucrative business, and you will treat us with respect. Correct?”
“Y…yes.”
“Yes what, boy?” he slapped the boy’s bare pectoral.
“Yes Sir!”
“Good boy. A quick learner, I like that. Rocco, remove his underwear. He won’t be needing them for a while.”

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PETO COAST,BEN TAYLOR + JUAN_CAZZOCLUB

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“Oh puppy, what are you doing? Did you drop one of your toys behind the sofa again? This is what happens when you play on the sofa instead of the floor,” I chide him as I climb onto the cushions and peer back there. Something is wedged between the sofa and the wall. I get off the sofa and pull the furniture far away from the wall enough so not only does the the item fall, but so I can take a few steps forward and retrieve it. When I see what it is, I shake my head and sigh.

“Puppy.”
“Woof?”
“I’ve told you this before. Dildos are not chew toys.’
He still tries to snatch it out of my hand with my teeth.
"No! Bad puppy! Bad. This was an expensive dildo and now it has teethmarks in it.”
He stops wiggling his butt at the tone of my voice and lowers his head, giving me big sad eyes. I fold my arms. “You have chew toys. Use them.” I sigh again. “I’m afraid you need to be punished for this. Go fetch the paddle.”
He pouts at me, and whines. When he sees I’m not going to relent, he begrudgingly goes to get it. I give him 15 swats, then shut him in the bathroom for an hour with a proper chew toy. Of course, he whimpers through half of it before falling asleep for a quick nap on the bathmat. So stubborn!

He wants me to feel bad, and I do, but he has to learn. When I let him out of the bathroom, I do give him a cookie and a back scratch to let him know I’ve forgiven him. I since have hidden the dildos better. When they’re not up his ass, they’re hidden away safely away and out of reach from chewy pups.

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“I can’t believe you sold him to Master Eaton!” I cried.
“Well, don’t blame me, his application was sitting on his desk and he wanted full price for that scrawny little welp. Full price!”
“You didn’t check Master Eaton’s record?”
“Well, his membership was reinstated in 2013, I thought that was good enough…”
I shook my head, wanting to smack him. “No you dolt, he’s under investigation by the police right now for abuse against his last slave. You don’t know what he does to boys – his reputation… you have to cancel the sale.”
“That sounds like a lot of heresay, if you ask me,” he folded his arms.
“Take a good look at Master Easton’s record, you’ll see, he’s going to destroy that boy! Do you really want to be responsible for that?”
I was pleased to see him hesitate. “I…I made the best decision with all the data available.”
“Oh come on, Master Kendrick. Work with me here. I found the welp a nice Master in New Hampshire, lives in the mountains on a beautiful property. They have horses, and there’s two other boys and a girl there. It’s a much better place for him… he’ll grow into a man in service there.”

We both heard a popping sound and looked over at the boy.
“Where did he get gum…?” Master Kendrick wondered.
He chewed the gum and sighed dramatically, “When are we going to play? I’m bored.”

Master Kendrick looks at me. “See, Master Eaton would straighten that attitude out.”
“Yeah and murder him in the process!” I insisted.
“He hasn’t murdered anyone!”

Another pop. We both look at the boy expectantly. He raised an eyebrow. “How about you two just stop arguing and spank me?”
“Oh that’s not a bad idea,” I say.
“Yeah, I’m for that.”
“You get the paddle? I’ll get the oil.”
“Ooo I have a new one I want to try out…”

He just shook his head and muttered under his breath, “Masters. Pfft.”

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