Dallas Steele & Marcus Rivers – Slave Boy

River is a sweet boy… His eyes look up at me with so much delight and desire! Were it not for the collar around his neck and the cage keeping him in place, he would seem like any other boy next door. I like that he’s mine and that I can use him as I see fit, but even with my rightful dominance, I can still see his own desires. When I take him out of his slave cell, he springs up with enthusiasm, knowing that I’m about to put his holes to work. Normally I expect my slaves to be patient and follow my lead, but River is hungry for my touch and attention! Even when I instruct him to remove my clothes, his eagerness causes him to move faster than I’d like. Repeatedly, I have to tell him to go slower… It’s not that I don’t appreciate his interest. Of course he’s interested. But it’s not about him. It’s about me! Respecting me. Honoring me. Worshipping me. Taking off my clothes should be a religious experience. A gift! Even as it’s an order, it’s my desire I want him focused on, not his own. I can’t say that I blame him too much. I know who I am and the effect I have on others. I’m a tall, powerful, muscular man with a strong body and a big dick. Boys have been lusting after me most of my life. But for River, I’m more than that. He’s my property. My purchase. My slave. And I don’t like when I see him acting for himself…