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
“This,” he said, holding up the collar, “is a symbol of your submission. When you are with me, you will wear it. It will remind you of your place. Of who you belong to.” He buckled the collar around my neck. It was a perfect fit, the cool leather a comforting, restrictive weight against my skin. It
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, black silk blindfold. “Close your eyes,” he commanded.I obeyed, and he tied the blindfold around my head, plunging me into darkness. My other senses immediately sharpened. I could hear his breathing, feel the heat from his body, smell the intoxicat
My body was a map of pleasant aches, a dull throb in my ass, a faint sting on my skin where the crop had landed, a tender spot on my neck from his bite. Every time I moved, I was reminded of him, of the way he’d claimed me, owned me. The memory sent a secret thrill through me, a dark, private curren
He coated his fingers, and without warning, one thick finger pressed against my entrance. I cried out, my body tensing.“Relax,” he ordered, his voice stern. “Take it. This is mine to take.”I forced myself to breathe, to relax my muscles as his finger breached me. The sensation was strange, intrusi







