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One look from Master Myles and even the least trained of boys is put in line. It's always been this way. Something about his piercing gaze and masculine presence signals a fundamental and primal message: he's the alpha in the room.

Master Myles knows he has this power and enjoys seeing how the boys who become his property look at him with respect and desire. Most of the boys fantasize about being owned by him. As a member of this elite men's club, no one complains when he makes the winning bid and takes a boy in front of the others in the bidding hall. His lupine instincts when manhandling a boy, and his massive endowment that he screws into a whimpering boy...it is truly a sight to behold. And when it comes to taking a young virgin boy's tight little quim, even the... [Read more]

Austin has been trained well. When we walk, he follows behind me, never in front, always just a pace away. With just a move of my hand, I can

Breaking a boy in is hard work. Even when they want it--when they know they need it--it’s truly more of a delicate art than a science.

I wasn’t sure what I’d find when I took my seat. The auction hall was full of wealthy men. Men from all over the world, all with different...

I stayed in the corner, waiting and ready. It was our first day together since I was sold and I wasn’t sure what was needed of me.

It can be tricky separating the humanity from your property. You see a sweet set of eyes, an adorable face, and a small, tight body and...

Master Wolf has been good to me. He’s taken care of me, fed me, and kept me safe. But I know that I’m not his forever. Property changes hands...

As much it’s hard let go of what was mine, seeing Austin on the auction platform is a special thrill. He’s so obedient, so well trained.

There’s nothing better than winning. That feeling you get under your scalp, that electric tingling that excites you, makes you feel taller and stronger.

As I bent him over, I felt around his hips and crotch. His narrow waist was cushioned by a beautiful, round ass. My teeth practically

Austin has been trained well. When we walk, he follows behind me, never in front, always just a pace away. With just a move of my hand, I can