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River loves being objectified. The way he feels when all eyes are on him is a rush like no other! He wants to be seen as a fuckable piece of meat; something to be used and toyed with. He’s happy to give up his bodily autonomy to a dominant man and let him control his pleasure. He’s often fantasized about being someone’s prized possession, being adored and valued above all else… And now, thanks to the buyers of the secret auction, he can be put on display to be sold as just such a prize!

Tall, mature, handsome men like Master Legrand are rare. But in their presence, when they speak, River feels a sexual surge like his body almost like he is melting. These men are the stuff of his fantasies. When he first met Master Legrand, he could tell he was sizing up his body,... [Read more]

I watched as Boy River was brought out onto the familiar stage. Countless boys have come through this room to be put up for auction...[more]

I watched as Boy River was brought out onto the familiar stage. Countless boys have come through this room to be put up for auction...[more]

There’s nothing quite like seeing a boy be of service. When Master Oaks invited us to enjoy some cocktails before the auction of...[more]

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I felt my heart pounding with excitement. I won! I had the boy in my room… He was all mine to do with as I pleased!...[more]

I love being objectified… The way I feel when all eyes are on me and I’m only seen as a fuckable piece of meat is a rush like no other!...[more]

There’s something special in caging up a young man. Not just having him in restraints or in chastity or anything like that....[more]

I knew it was coming, but it still surprised me when Master Myles returned me to the auctioneers. Nothing is forever, but as a slave...[more]

Marcus seemed like a dream come true when he came up for auction. A beautifully handsome, fit young man with a submissive spirit...[more]

I kept my eyes focused on Cole as he unlaced my shoes. I sat on the edge of the bed, looking for any signs of resistance...[more]

Marcus hardly spoke when I took him in. His soulful eyes communicated most of what I needed to know. The way he looked at me...[more]

Master Felix made it clear what I was to do. Before I was brought out, I was given a black jock strap and bow tie. I tried to fidget with it...[more]

Being a master is harder than it looks. Sure, there are plenty of perks: subservient boys, warm mouths, tight holes. But it requires self-discipline...[more]

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