I AM YOURS TO PLAY
“You need to be punished.”
I hoisted him over my shoulder, his body light and trembling, and he gasped, his hands clutching my back as I took him to my private sanctuary of leather and steel down the hall.
The room glowed under dim red lights, its wall lined with cuffs, floggers, and the toys gleaming on velvet-lined shelves. I dropped Ethan onto the padded bench, his eyes wide as he took in the space. “Strip,” I ordered, my voice rough.
He obeyed, his hands shaking as he shed his pants, standing naked before me, his dick already hard, his breath hitching.
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