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
He was thrusting with a force that made our bodies slide across the slick stone bench. Elena was a mess of sweat and tears, her juices flooding my face as I worked her, the heat of Silas's entry into her pulsing against my lips. Silas reached forward and grabbed my cock, jerking it with a rhythmic,
Friday night arrived with the sickening weight of a pending execution. The plug lay on my bed, a small, black, menacing sentinel. It was sleek and heavy in my palm, the silicone cool to the touch. For the last two days, my training had intensified. Marcus had pushed me, tested my limits, and rewarde
he mahogany table felt like ice against my bare skin as Silas shoved my shirt open and the buttons skittering across the floor like tiny plastic bones. I was pinned under him and my breath coming in short and jagged gasps that echoed in the cavernous silence of the boardroom. The leather collar was
The master bedroom was a shrine to a life that was no longer mine. It still smelled faintly of my mother’s favorite lily-of-the-valley perfume, a ghostly scent that twisted my gut with guilt and grief. The king-sized bed was made with military precision, the grey duvet smooth and unwrinkled. This wa







