Blake had impressed the Europeans when they came to visit. His hungry mouth and hole were talked over for hours after the young men were put back into their cages. But he wasn’t always so docile and compliant. While he was certainly submissive by nature, his grooming certainly smoothed out a few of his rough edges…
Blake was troubled when he first came to me. Not in the traditional sense, however. He had a place to live, a good job, a nice body, and was as healthy as a horse. But he did struggle with what a lot of young subs deal with. He had known of his place for years, but didn’t know how or where to realize it. But when my eyes met his, it clicked.
I chatted him up a bit, finding out what he was into, but he hardly needed to say a word for me to see his desperation. He wanted to be protected and taken care of. To be claimed! He wanted to be owned.
I brought him back to assess him, checking him out and to see if he was really as serious as he seemed. I toyed with his body, teasing his nipples and inspecting his muscles. His smooth, boyish face belied the manly structure of his upper body. He was fit like a gymnast, compact and strong and ready to spring!
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