Master Myles

Master Myles

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 most stubborn and untrained of boys...once they lock eyes with him, they don't just obey, they beg.

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.

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

It was quiet in my cage. Nothing but me and my thoughts. I had woken from my sleep, hearing the sound of Master Myles moving in the next room.