Eli surprised me.
When I’m brought in to appraise the merchandise of the collective, I’m usually inspecting young men who have been bought and sold several times over. Anyone with any sense of ownership and resale knows that prices change over time, depending on a number of variables. The buyers trust my judgement and know what I am capable of giving their boys an honest, impartial value.
The men are often clouded in their assessment based off the number of quality orgasms they’ve had. And it’s hard to blame them. After all, they put a lot of time and effort (and money) into grooming a boy to their liking; using them, and then auctioning them off when they’re ready. They think what they have is the best thing ever. Which is not an objective position to take. The market crumbles without some sort of correction, and that’s where I happily come in…
I look at the boys both qualitatively and quantitatively. I want to see what they bring to a potential buyer, where their strengths are, what their weaknesses are, and what can be trained and what is ultimately unchangeable.
A submissive spirit is a great start, and not without its own value, but can they suck cock without gagging? Can they fuck without stopping? How fast does their cock get hard? Does it stay hard? Does it cum when I want it to, not just when the property wants it to?
Some things are easily observable, but some things require a sample.
Eli was still largely untested when he came to me. He was no doubt beautiful, but he had not been through the full experience of being owned. He was still very much a submissive boy longing to be dominated and claimed, but hadn’t lived the life of a slave. This wasn’t inherently a problem, but it meant that I had to scrutinize his potential more than his current condition.
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