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Hollister wasn’t a novice when it ca afraid that so beaten, his ht to a scene from some BDSM porn he’d watched with so
Never would be his thing…didn’t h Aant sort of way Hollister would have so him crazy
The door wasn’t locked, so he quietly opened it and crept down the stone stairs Well…his BDSM dungeon was ilance fro in, it looked like Ambrose’s middle naht leather pants, heavy black biker boots, and so a naked runts came from Ambrose The whimpers came from his slave Hollister would worry, but between the whied for more
Suddenly, the whipping stopped Ambrose, coated in sweat, turned and looked directly at Hollister Frowned “Claudius, it looks like we have a visitor Would you like me to request that he leave or are you in the mood for an audience?”
“I would love an audience, Master,” the man answered weakly, but there was a look of pride and excitement of his tear-stained face
God, people eird, Hollister thought to himself
As soon as Hollister had laid eyes on Aht make him a nice little Daddy to keep around Now? Not so ht The cross was set up where he could walk around it and see every ain Aet he was there and co Hollister plenty of ti to hi creature, and thecontinued Ambrose’s eyes were dark, almost black When they’d met outside, they were a dark blue His lips, outside, had been beautifully shaped; now, they were snarled with anger His black hair, which had to be as soft as silk, was matted to his head due to the sweat He was still sexy as hell, but the look…his movements…they weren’t Ambrose Sure, they just met but Hollister hadn’t survived on the streets, with his brothers, without being s to read people Ambrose had layers, and Hollister wanted to peel back every damn one of them until he could meet the real man
Peeling…that would be fun He’d drive the man insane!
Just as suddenly as before, the whipping stopped Ambrose dropped his weapon to the floor andClaudius The ht hi position, but the look on his face said he wasn’t impressed with his slave’s display of weakness
Asshole
“You knohere the showers are and the back exit My driver will take you hoain” Aize for the intrusion The boy clearly has no manners He’ll probably end up over my knee before his visit ends”
“Thank you, Master,” Claudius answered and slowly crept fro his territory, Hollister supposed Maybe it was so Hollister didn’t know about He knew one thing, though…Ambrose was a bad Master He’d treated Claudius like a piece ofmore While he wasn’t the expert, he knew better than that just fro porn
When Claudius closed the door behind him, Ambrose said, in a deadly voice, “That was very rude, my little Bunny You shouldn’t spy on people, and you should never spy on a BDSM scene you weren’t invited to”
Hollister placed his hands on his hips Oh, he was going to enjoy this ever so much! “You call that a BDSM scene?” Hollister scoffed “You’ve got to be kidding ht? You were a total ass to your slave Ever heard of the word aftercare? Look it up; you suck at it”
“I’ pain, not worrying about sos afterwards Claudius is aware of that, and he keeps coain”
Hollister watched the rivets of sweat roll down Ambrose’s lean ue “Poor fella; he must be desperate to kneel for a Master…any Master from the looks of it”
Ahed out loud “Just what, Bunny, do you think you know about BDSM?”