LOGINMilo 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
"Look at me," Victor said.Noah slowly lifted his head. Victor was standing in front of him, his legs spread, his arms crossed. He was fully dressed in dark jeans and a tight-fitting black t-shirt that showcased the powerful muscles of his chest and arms. He looked down at Noah, his expression one o
He gave Lucas a final, menacing look before turning and walking away.The room slowly returned to its normal chatter, but the atmosphere was charged. Lucas could feel their eyes on him, could hear their whispers. He was a pariah, a public spectacle. The Alpha's toy.He fled the kitchen, the sack of
Elias threw the wooden paddle onto a nearby chair. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath. He looked down at the scene he had created. Leo was still bent over the bench, his ass a bright, angry red. Ash was on his knees in front of Leo, his dick still in Leo’s mouth, though he had stopped mo
Two days. Lucas had two days of silence.Two days to tend to his bruised body, to soak in a cold bath, to try and scrub the alpha's scent from his skin. The ache between his thighs was a constant, dull reminder of his violation. He moved around his small cabin like a ghost, flinching at every shadow







