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Master Legrand works hard and knows what he likes. He’s tall, handsome, and perfectly hung. He could get any man or boy he wanted, but traditional, casual sex doesn't always satisfy him.

Fortunately, he belongs to an elite cadre of gentlemen who share similar tastes and desires--in particular, a desire for those who long to be owned. He loves the thrill of being worshipped by a truly submissive boy, not just someone playing a part.

As a member of this secret group, he’s able to indulge in his deepest fantasies with the most pristine, virginal boys without compromising his innate dominant nature.

It’s hard to say which part of Danny was most appealing. During the auction, I could see his cute body and sweet eyes, but I didn’t...[more]

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...[more]

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....[more]

When I was a boy, I had a little puppy. It was the most precious thing I had in my life at that time. He was so tiny, so helpless,...[more]

Jay came to me with a look in his eyes that I’d seen many times before. I find that boys of his upbringing and experience are...[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]

I knelt in the corner, watching him get comfortable and settled in his room. He was tall and handsome in his dark, slate gray suit....[more]

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......[more]

Danny is a sweet boy. You can see on his face so much of who he is. His eyes hide nothing. His cheeks flush red under his porcelain...[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]

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]

Austin has been trained well. When we walk, he follows behind me, never in front, always just a pace away. With just a...[more]

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