The day had finally arrived. The Buyers’ Auction House was packed—not a seat, nor standing room remained. The anticipation for the Slaveboy who waited behind the auction-block curtain was as intense as it ever had been.
The fervently desired, submissive twink-masterpiece known as The Boy Cole would be someone’s prize today, but at a very steep price. Everyone in attendance knew this. No one cared. Buyers will sell off precious valuables if that is what was required to acquire the beauty…
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