Master Scott has bought boy Zac in the boy's first auction. He steps up onto the
stage after the bidding is over. Boy Zac isn't a virgin. However much sexual
experience a boy has had, though, his first time on the block, he hasn't been
fucked by a master. Not a real master. Not a complete stranger that bid on him
and bought his ass. Not the first man who owns him. Training a fucktoy means
seducing him. Not wooing him like a lover; getting under his skin, getting into
his thoughts, becoming a drug that he can't resist even if he wants to, and
finally conquering that last bit of independence that makes him want to. Master
Scott can see that in him, almost smell it, feel that when he fucks that last
bit of resistance out of him. Today is the first step; making him realize that
he is Master Scott's. Owned. His holes are owned, his body is owned. His mind is
owned. If Master Scott can capture it, and he will. Ever since he saw boy Zac on
display before the auction started, he's been looking forward to eating his ass.
Master Scott loves the taste of ass juice and boy sweat; taking his time,
building the anticipation of driving his cock through that tight wrinkled
entrance deep into a boy's warm, velvet soft guts. He loves fucking. The thing
he thinks he loves even more though is making a boy willingly give up his
manhood and become a hole for him to fuck. And this boy is such a good one!
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