Alexander's Point Of View : "Show me how much you hated that mutt’s touch, Daddy." His words were the spark to the gasoline in my veins. He knew exactly what I needed, to be the one holding the leash, the one inflicting the pleasure, the one in absolute, undisputed control. I looked at the curve of his throat, the pale expanse of his chest, and imagined my teeth sinking into him until he forgot the word 'mercy'. I didn't rush. I stood at the edge of the bed, my gaze traveling over his naked body like a predator marking its territory. Slowly, deliberately, I began to remove my own clothes, my movements calculated and predatory. As my shirt hit the floor, revealing my well-built, muscular golden torso, I could see Kyle’s pupils blow wide. I was a monster of a man compared to most, and tonight, I felt every bit the beast. When I was finally, as naked as him, the sheer size of my aroused, monstrous dick m
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