The alarm blared at 6:15 AM, dragging Finn from a shallow, nightmare-filled sleep. His body protested with every movement : deep muscle aches, stinging bite marks, and the relentless pressure of the plug still seated firmly inside him. He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, Lena sleeping peacefully beside him. The guilt was a constant, suffocating weight.He slipped out of bed quietly and went to the bathroom. In the harsh light, he looked at himself in the mirror. His cheeks were already hollower, ribs more visible under pale skin. The leather collar sat locked around his throat. He took the required morning photo exactly as Magnus had demanded last night , naked from the waist up, collar clearly visible, one hand pulling his cheek to show the plug still buried deep between his ass cheeks.Finn: [Photo sent] Ready for you tonight.Magnus:Good boy. Keep the plug in all day. Send another photo at lunch. Disobey and the next dose disappears.The new rule settled like chains
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