LOGINHello honey, let me know how much you are enjoying this book and do well to support my book.
Milo nodded frantically. He grabbed the cool metal edge of the cart, his knuckles white.Vance walked over to the hotel room door. He opened it a crack and spoke to someone in the hallway. "Yes, bring the extra towels in. Just leave them by the bathroom."A young female voice replied, "Yes, Mr. Vanc
Hotel Manager Daddy's Late Check-Out 2Vance paused, the thick head of his cock resting just inside Milo's tight, slick ring of muscle. The interruption from the walkie-talkie was a cold shock of reality, but Vance's expression didn't change from one of absolute dominance. He reached down to his hip
Vance stepped forward, his crotch directly at Milo's eye level. The manager reached down and unbuckled his thick leather belt. The sound of the metal clinking was loud in the quiet room. He unbuttoned his tailored pants and pulled down the zipper. He reached into the opening of his boxer briefs and
Hotel Manager Daddy's Late Check-OutMilo woke up to the sound of a heavy, relentless pounding on his hotel room door. He groaned, rolling over in the tangled white sheets and squinting at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 1:14 PM. Checkout had been at 11:00 AM. He had overslept by more than
Dr. Webb stood up and looked down at the mess. Leo was sprawled across the chair, completely wrecked. His chest was covered in his own cum, his hole was puffy and leaking the doctor's load, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were glazed with satisfaction. He looked absolutely ruined. He looked perfec
Leo scrambled to flip over. He lay on his back across the wide arm of the chair, his head hanging off the seat side, his legs wrapped around the doctor's thick waist. Dr. Webb stepped forward and lined up his cock again. He grabbed Leo's ankles and pushed them up toward the boy's shoulders, folding
Leo’s heart hammered against his ribs. This was a terrible idea. Every instinct, every PSA he’d ever seen in health class, was screaming at him to say no. To get up and walk away, to call his parents and accept the lecture, to do anything but get into a car with this stranger.But the man was so… co
The week after his punishment settled into a demanding, almost daily rhythm. Alex's life began to revolve around the trailer. He skipped his afternoon classes, made excuses to his roommates, and drove to the prison five, sometimes six, days a week. His body ached with a constant, pleasant soreness,
The car moved through the sleeping city like a phantom. The streetlights bled across the cream-colored leather, painting fleeting stripes of light and shadow across Leo’s lap. He was hyper-aware of everything: the soft hum of the engine, the scent of the man’s cologne that seemed to permeate the ver
"These are for me," Marcus said, putting the phone away. "So I can see what's mine, even when you're not here."The knowledge that Marcus had these photos, that he could look at them whenever he wanted, was both terrifying and deeply arousing. It was another layer of ownership, another inescapable c







