Se connecterDr. Webb stood up and looked down at the mess. Leo was sprawled across the chair, completely wrecked. His chest was covered in his own cum, his hole was puffy and leaking the doctor's load, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were glazed with satisfaction. He looked absolutely ruined. He looked perfec
Leo scrambled to flip over. He lay on his back across the wide arm of the chair, his head hanging off the seat side, his legs wrapped around the doctor's thick waist. Dr. Webb stepped forward and lined up his cock again. He grabbed Leo's ankles and pushed them up toward the boy's shoulders, folding
Dr. Webb did not warn him. He did not go slow. He drove his hips forward in one long, powerful, relentless thrust, burying every inch of his massive cock deep inside Leo's body. His heavy, hairy balls slapped against Leo's ass. The sound was loud and wet and obscene in the quiet therapy office.Leo'
"You are so tight," Dr. Webb murmured against his skin. He pushed his thumb deeper, feeling the boy's walls clench around the digit. "I am going to open you up, Leo. I am going to stretch this tight little hole until it is ready to take my cock. And then I am going to fuck you over this chair until
"You can put it in your mouth," the doctor said. He stepped forward, his cock hovering inches from Leo's face. "Open wide."Leo opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. He leaned forward and licked a long, slow stripe from the base of the shaft to the leaking tip. The taste was salty and musky, pu
Dr. Webb's hands slid from Leo's shoulders down to his waist. His thick, warm fingers gripped the hem of Leo's white t-shirt and pulled it up slowly, deliberately, his knuckles dragging against the boy's bare stomach. The contact sent a violent shiver through Leo's body. The doctor pulled the shirt
Friday night arrived with the sickening weight of a pending execution. The plug lay on my bed, a small, black, menacing sentinel. It was sleek and heavy in my palm, the silicone cool to the touch. For the last two days, my training had intensified. Marcus had pushed me, tested my limits, and rewarde
he mahogany table felt like ice against my bare skin as Silas shoved my shirt open and the buttons skittering across the floor like tiny plastic bones. I was pinned under him and my breath coming in short and jagged gasps that echoed in the cavernous silence of the boardroom. The leather collar was
The master bedroom was a shrine to a life that was no longer mine. It still smelled faintly of my mother’s favorite lily-of-the-valley perfume, a ghostly scent that twisted my gut with guilt and grief. The king-sized bed was made with military precision, the grey duvet smooth and unwrinkled. This wa
I adjusted the sleeves of my five thousand dollar blazer as I stepped out of the elevator and onto the penthouse floor of Vane Industries. The air was silent and heavy with the scent of ozone and expensive cologne. I was here to save my father's legacy and fix the mistake that had ruined our family







