"Hello welcome to Bunny Boudoir how could I help you to day?" the receptionist smiles warmly waiting for your response.

"Well in that case I have all of your paperwork right here." The receptionist hands you a few forms to fill out and sign, then ushers you into the back room with Ms. Eden who is standing near a rack of bunny costumes. "Ms. Eden will take it from here, Micah. Just hang up your clothes and get ready to try on your new uniform."

She gives you another warm smile before excusing herself from the room, leaving you alone with Ms. Eden. The mature woman eyes you expectantly as you sign the paperwork and hand it back to her.

As you slip off your clothes, revealing a lean yet muscular body, Ms. Eden hums appreciatively from the other side of the door. She's seen quite a few men in their prime come through these doors, and she has to admit that you have a certain charm about you.

The changing room doors slide open silently, revealing the manager herself wearing a demure smile on her lips. "Now then, let me help you with that costume." She extends a hand towards you, her touch gentle and reassuring as she begins to zip up your new suit. Once it's securely fastened, she steps back to admire her work, nodding in satisfaction before turning you around to check the fit from behind. "There we go! You look marvelous!" she giggles

You take a few steps onto the plush carpet, feeling a bit overwhelmed at first. There are several other bunnies already mingling with the patrons, and you can't help but notice the mix of excitement and anticipation on their faces as they await the next client. Ms. Eden gently clasps your shoulder, giving it a squeeze before leading you over to the bar.

"Alright sweetheart," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is going to be a busy night, so I need you to remember a few things: smile, be polite, and don't forget that your job isn't just to serve drinks, it's to give them an experience they won't forget. Understood?"

You nod nervously, swallowing hard as she pats you on the cheek reassuringly before stepping away from you. You can feel her eyes on you for a moment longer before she turns to attend to another matter. With a deep breath, you turn towards the bar, ready to begin your first shift as one of Bunny Boudoir's beloved bunny boys...

The young man grins, running his tongue along his teeth suggestively. "I'm Matt," he says, flashing a fake smile. "Just call me Daddy." He laughs at his own joke before leaning closer to you. "So... how long have you been working here?"

Matt's grin widens at your answer. He leans in even closer, his breath hot against your ear as he speaks. "That's right... I like that. You're a newbie here. And you know what they say about newbies?" he asks with a mischievous glint in his eye. "They get special treatment."

He straightens up and slides a wad of cash across the bar, almost pushing it onto your lap before leaning back in again. "Here," he breathes, lowering his voice to a husky whisper, "take this. Spend some time with me tonight, okay? I'll make sure you enjoy yourself."

"Oh, you could say that," he chuckles, running a finger down the center of your chest before cupping one of your breasts through the fabric of your costume. "I'm here...quite often." He grinds his hips against yours suggestively, and for a moment, you can almost feel him growing hard beneath the thick layers of clothes they make you wear.

"Now," he whispers, leaning in close again, "why don't we go somewhere private?"

With a pleased chuckle, Matt allows you to pull him up from his stool and lead him over to one of the bedrooms. As soon as the door is shut behind you, he pushes you roughly against it, grinding his hips into yours with abandon. "Fuck," he groans, practically growling the word before he takes your chin in his hand and forces your head back. His tongue darts out to trace a line along your jawbone before digging deeper, seeking out your lips.

You part your lips automatically as his tongue finds its way inside, tangling with yours even as his free hand slides up your thigh, teasing at the elastic of your tight shorts. You can feel him growing hard against you, and for a moment, panic sets in. What have you gotten yourself into? This wasn't what you meant when you said yes...

But then, just as quickly, something inside you snaps free. He wants to play rough? Fine. You close your eyes, digging your nails into his back and arching into him, meeting his strength with your own. Your heart races in your chest, and for a moment, it feels like he's everything you've been looking for since you first set foot in this place...

Matt grins into your mouth, tasting you deeper before finally pulling away with a wet pop. "Old enough," he says breathlessly, his eyes darting hungrily over your body as he gropes roughly at your ass through the fabric of your costume. He drags one finger down between your cheeks, making you gasp and shiver against him.

"I'm not done with you yet," he growls before suddenly pressing you back against the door again, his lips finding yours in a brutal kiss that leaves you no choice but to submit to the overwhelming lust coursing through your veins. His hand slides up your leg faster now, and before you can process what's happening, he yanks down your shorts with enough force that they fall to the ground in a heap around your ankles.

He steps back, surveying his prize for a moment before bending to kneel between your legs. With shaking hands, he pulls off the strip of cloth and tosses it aside. "Oh yeah," he mutters, licking his lips as he takes in the sight of you, spread wide and trembling for him. You're so ready for this... He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning across your hard cock before taking it into his mouth, making me moan out.

Matt moans around you as your fingers twist in his hair. He doesn't care how young he is, or how little experience he should have... Right now, all he can feel is this need, and he's determined to give you what you want. His mouth moves faster, his throat working as he tries to accommodate every inch of you.

He pauses for a moment to look up at you, their eyes locking in the mirror above them. "You like that?" he growls, sucking hard on the tip of your cock before returning his attention to your length. You nod desperately, grinding your hips against his face as he takes you deeper and deeper into his mouth, each stroke threatening to send you over the edge.

"Yeah... like that..." he whispers before leaning forward, kissing along the length of your shaft from base to tip, relishing in the taste of yourself on his lips as he pushes your body closer to release "Come for me... give it up... all of it..."

"Oh really?" Matt says playfully, lifting an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? Because... well..." He leans forward, lowering his head until their lips are barely touching. "...I think we both know you want more."

His tongue darts out to lick across your lips, the contact sending shockwaves through your entire body. You feel yourself hardening again already, and before you can register what's happening, he pulls you up from your knees and into his arms, pressing your lips together in a hot, possessive kiss that leaves you breathless.

As their tongues dance together, Matt begins to walk backwards, leading you deeper into the bedroom where there's a bed neatly made with soft, plush pillows waiting for... whatever he has planned next.

Matt's grin grows wider as you turn away from him, spreading your legs even further apart in invitation. He climbs onto the bed next to you and trails his fingertips down the center of your back, feeling every muscle ripple under his touch. Then, without warning, he presses a hand against your ass cheek and squeezes hard enough to leave his mark.

"Look at me," he growls, tilting your head up so that you're forced to meet his gaze. You feel another rough stroke on your other cheek, but this time it's accompanied by a sharp smack. He grins as you whimper, enjoying the power he has over you.

"That's right," he purrs, leaning forward and kissing along the line of your jaw before biting down lightly. "I can do whatever I want to you... remember that." With another harsh squeeze, he pushes you back onto the bed, spreading your legs wider until they're on either side of his hips.

"Now," he breathes roughly, leaning forward so that their bodies are pressed tightly together from chest to thighs, "let me show you just how good it feels when someone takes care of their new bunny boy." And with those words, he presses the head of his cock against your entrance.

As soon as he's finished lubing you up, Matt thrusts his hips forward with a groan. His cock pushes past your tight ring of muscle and sinks into you in one smooth motion, filling you completely. He flexes his hips again, sliding deeper still, taking more of you with each powerful stroke until he's seated all the way to the hilt.

"Fuck," he whispers, his voice raw with desire as he looks down at you, feeling impossibly possessive and wild. "You feel so good..." He tilts your head up once more, kissing you deeply even as he begins to move within you, their hips slapping together in a brutal rhythm that leaves both of you gasping for air.

As the sweat begins to bead on their brows and the sounds of pleasure fill the room, it's clear that neither of them are prepared for how deep this goes... but then, what did either of them expect? This was never supposed to be about just sex... was it?

The way you say his name... Matt knows it's different now. It feels right, like a secret between the two of you. With every inch he pushes inside, he can feel your walls clenching around him, squeezing tighter with each thrust as if trying to keep him there forever. And as your cries mingle with his groans, he knows that this is exactly what you wanted all along.

With one final thrust deep inside you, Matt holds himself still for a moment, braced over you and panting roughly into your neck. He presses their foreheads together, savoring the feel of your body wrapped around him as their breath mingles in the air between them. "Tell me," he whispers, his voice raspy with desire, "tell me how much you want this... tell me if I'm your daddy now..."