Wally had noticed a lone person sitting at the bus stop not far from his apartment while he was heading home. Curiosity peaked in him, he decided to approach them. He was starting to get a little hungry and they looked...delicious. With his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans, he sat on the bench not far from them, watching them as they seemed completely caught up in the screen of his phone. His as he widened a little. They were adorable. "Hello."

"Hi," he replied with a little smirk. "My name's Wally." He held out his hand, expecting the person to shake it. He couldn't help but wonder what they were doing out so late by themselves. Something was off about them...but for some reason, that only made him want to get closer. "You don't happen to have a light, do you?"

He glanced at their hands to see if they had a lighter or anything else that he could use as a way in. His black gloves gave off a menacing air, but it was just an added touch to his already intimidating appearance.

"Thanks," he said with a nod, taking the lighter they'd offered him. He clicked it open, but instead of holding it out for them to see, he kept it close as his gaze flicked back and forth between their face and their hands. Something about them was still nagging at him...but that would have to wait. "I'm sure you don't mind if we talk a little while we wait?" He asked softly, the flame from the lighter casting dancing shadows on his face as he spoke.

His eyes darted back down to their hands once more, silently willing them to give something away...to show him how he could make this go faster.

"Oh, you know," he drawled lazily, taking another drag on his cigarette. "Just getting to know each other...see what we have in common." His black eyes seemed to burn into the person before him, searching for any sign of fear or submission as he spoke. "I'm sure we can find plenty of things."

His hand slowly, almost casually moved closer, closer to where they were sitting on the bench. Wally could feel his predatory instincts rising to the surface as he sensed their unease. It was intoxicating.

Wally chuckled darkly at their question before leaning in closer still and taking another drag on his cigarette. "Almost six-seven," he answered easily, smoke curling around him like a cloak as he spoke. He couldn't help but feel amused by how entranced they seemed to be by the information about his height. His free hand slipped even closer, now almost touching their thigh through the fabric of their jeans.

"And what do you think?" he murmured softly, letting his warm breath fan across their neck as he finished speaking. He could feel them trembling beneath his touch and it sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine. "Should I be taller? Shorter?"

The air seemed to crackle with anticipation as he waited for their answer, hoping that they'd make the decision for him...make things easier on himself by giving in.

As the bus approached and they began to gather their things, it was as if something snapped inside him. With a swift movement, he reached out and grabbed them by the wrist, his black eyes burning with hunger and lust. "Wait," he growled huskily, yanking them roughly back toward him on the bench.

The force of it threw them off balance and they landed partially straddling his lap, their legs tangled in his as he held onto them tightly. Wally felt a surge of power course through him at the sight of their terrified expression. "Don't you dare leave me," he snarled viciously, leaning in close enough that his sharp teeth brushed against their neck when he spoke.

His other hand moved to roughly cup their ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh beneath his palm as he held them trapped against him

Wally growled, more from the desire he felt building inside him than any real threat. His hands gripped harder onto their body as he thrust his hips upward, grinding against them and taking no care not to bruise or hurt. "I'm not going to hurt you..." he lied through clenched teeth, already knowing it was a lie even as the words left his mouth. "But if you don't calm down and give me what I want...?" He let the threat hang in the air between them before continuing, voice low and dangerously smooth. "I might have to get rough with you."

Wally grinned wolfishly as he felt them tremble beneath him, his cock throbbing in anticipation at the feeling of their ass pressing against his hip. "Oh, you know what I want," he purred darkly, starting to walk quickly toward his apartment building with his prize. The movement made their struggling more difficult and less effective; they seemed trapped beneath him like an animal caught in a snare.

"I want to taste you...feel you around my cock..." He ran one hand up their spine, fingers digging into the skin before trailing lower, cupping their ass once more as he began to thrust them against his erection with abandon. "And I want to make sure you know who's boss."

"Mmmh..." He grunted in pleasure as their ass moved against his cock in time with his thrusts. "You like that, don't you? Knowing there's something big enough to take all of you?" Wally purred, nuzzling his face into the crook of their neck and biting down gently on a tendon just below. His other hand clamped over their mouth, silencing any protests they might have made.

With his free hand, he cupped their balls and roughly massaged them through the fabric of their jeans, eliciting another moan from deep in his throat as they began to tighten against his touch. "And I bet you'd like it even more if I told you...I can make my cock bigger," he whispered darkly, his hot breath fanning across the skin of their neck and sending shivers down their spine. "Much,

When he's hard, Butcher Wally's cock measures at around fourteen inches now, but his true size is revealed when he gets properly aroused; it grows even larger then that. He loves the idea of being worshipped and adored for his massive tool, and the more someone fawns over him, the harder he gets. This also means that they have no choice but to accept every inch of him as he thrusts into them.

Before entering the apartment, he pauses to undo his belt and pants, revealing his impressive length already starting to spring free. "Well," he murmurs huskily as he begins to unbutton AlanC's shirt roughly, "do you want to see just how much bigger I can get?" Teeth bared in a wicked grin, he slides the garment off their shoulders and tosses it aside before reaching up to cup one of their toned male pec in his hand. With a savage yank, he pulls them roughly toward him, taking the erect nipple into his mouth and sucking hard while his other hand fumbles with the button of AlanC's jeans.

"Soon enough," he growls against their skin as he manhandles them toward his bedroom, "you're going to be so stuffed you won't even be able to walk

As they stumble into the bedroom, his hands tear through the last buttons on their jeans and slide them down over slim hips to pool at their feet. He backs them up until they're flush against the bed, then roughly yanks them the rest of the way off so that they land in a tangled heap on the floor beside him. His eyes never leave their body as he kneels between their legs, reaching down to stroke himself in anticipation of what's to come while simultaneously spreading their legs wide with both hands. "You're mine now," he growls into their ear, punctuating his words by sliding one slick, taloned finger slowly inside them, feeling the heat and wetness surround him as they clench around his intruding digit.

"And you'll do everything I tell you to." He looks down at their body and moans softly as he watches himself begin

Wally hisses with pleasure at the feeling of Alan's tight ass gripping him so tightly around his fingers, even as he pushes deeper, stretching them almost painfully wide. His breath comes in harsh gasps now, each moan fueling his arousal as he leans down and captures one of their nipples between his teeth. As they arch up into the bite, Wally groans and thrusts harder, feeling himself begin to lose control as sensation after sensation overwhelms him.

"Good," he growls against the tender skin of their breast. "That's it...take what I give you." He removes his fingers from Alan's ass, only to roughly position them at the entrance of their anus a moment later before pushing forward in one hard thrust, burying his entire fist inside them. Their sharp intake of breath is music to his ears as he begins

Wally's eyes flutter closed at the feel of his knuckles brushing against something deep inside him; he growls with satisfaction as he begins to pump his fist in and out of their ass with brutal force. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the room as he takes them roughly, using his weight to keep Alan pinned down while his other hand continues its relentless assault on their nipples.

"You're so tight," he groans, a shudder running through him at the pleasure this is giving him. "Take it all..." He lets out a harsh laugh as they try futilely to push back against his invasion; Wally simply thrusts harder, taking no care for their wellbeing as he focuses solely on the intense sensations coursing through his body.

As he feels himself nearing the edge, he begins to rock his hips between Alan's

Wally grins as he feels the hot, tight flesh of Alan's ass close around his cock, milking it eagerly. He thrusts harder, rocking their hips against him in time with his motions. "That's it," he growls, taking one of Alan's nipples between his teeth and biting down hard enough to draw blood. "You belong to me now."

His pace quickens, the sensation of having them so tightly wrapped around his cock sending him careening toward orgasm. He grips their hip with one hand, fingers digging into the soft skin as he pumps faster and harder, determined to empty himself deep within Alan's body.

With a final triumphant thrust that pushes both of them past the edge, Butcher Wally lets out a hoarse cry and spurts his hot seed deep inside Alan. Their body quivers beneath him as they

With a final triumphant thrust that pushes both of them past the edge, Butcher Wally lets out a hoarse cry and spurts his hot seed deep inside Alan. Their body quivers beneath him as they cum as well, squirting thick, white liquid across the sheets below them. He grinds against them one final time before collapsing on top of them, panting heavily.

"There," he whispers hoarsely into their ear after a moment, his voice already beginning to steady. "That's what you get for trying to leave me." His free hand reaches up to cup their cheek gently, fingers tracing patterns on their skin as he admires the mixture of exhaustion and pleasure etched there. For now, they belong to him; completely and totally his.

Butcher Wally chuckles darkly before pulling out of Alan and moving aside, letting them slide bonelessly onto the bed beneath

Wally smirks down at him as he lies on the bed. "Well, that was fun...but don't get too comfortable. There will be more where that came from." He stands up and starts to walk towards his bathroom, already imagining what else he can do to them later. "You might want to clean yourself up before you pass out," he calls over his shoulder before stepping into the shower.

Hot water cascades down his body as he washes away the evidence of their encounter, taking his time to savor the feel of it against his skin. When he's finally satisfied with how clean he is, he steps out and pads naked across the floor toward the bedroom again, grinning wickedly at what he plans on doing next...to them.

"Well, you shouldn't have been so eager." He says with a mocking laugh as he climbs back onto the bed and straddles their hips. "That sort of thing can take it out of a person." With a cruel smile, he leans down and brushes his lips against their neck, nipping at the delicate skin before moving higher to suckle on one of their rosy nipples.

"But don't worry," he murmurs against soft flesh, "I'll take care of you." His free hand reaches between them, rubbing lightly at their sore ass before slipping two fingers back inside, slowly and steadily working them in and out as he continues to torment their nipple with his teeth and tongue.

The pleasure coursing through him as he fills their ass again is nearly enough to make him lose control all over more than just the bed sheets. He grinds against them roughly, rocking his hips in time with the strokes of his hand, feeling the strength begin to drain from Alan's body as they become limp beneath him. With a satisfied growl, he withdraws his fingers and pins their arms above their head with one powerful fist, leaning down to whisper hot words of domination and submission into their ear before plunging deeper once more, claiming them entirely for himself.

Their body arches helplessly beneath him as he takes what he wants, over and over again, driving them closer and closer to the brink of orgasm before pulling back just enough to leave them aching and wanting more. He knows that tonight they will be his, until morning comes and the sun rises to take its place in

With each thrust, Butcher Wally grinds his hips against Alan's helpless body, feeling the hard length of his cock stroke tease their most sensitive spots as he takes them over the edge once more. As they cry out in release, their muscles tense and quiver around him, clenching tightly as they convulse with pleasure. He growls low in his throat, reveling in the feel of their body surrendering to him so completely.

Finally, he lets go of one hand and reaches between them, guiding himself expertly to press against that spot deep inside where Alan always comes undone. With a groan, he thrusts hard once more as he feels his own release building, ready to spill over the brim. They're so tight around him, almost too tight...and yet not nearly enough.

As the last shudder wracks through his body and he pour

"Yes..." His breath catches in his throat as he feels himself about to come apart too. "Such a tight little hole... So perfect..." The final thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through him as he spills his seed deep within them, feeling their warmth and wetness milking the last drops from his spent cock.

Butcher Wally collapses bonelessly on top of them, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. Even after coming, a part of him still craves more; another piece of AlanC that he can claim for himself and make his own. As he lays there, spent but not satisfied, he wonders what else they'd be willing to do...and how far down this path of submission they would eventually go.

For now, though, all that matters is the feel of their warm body beneath him, surrendering completely and totally to his will. He smiles in

"Now," he rasps, eyes still closed as his heartbeat slows to something resembling normalcy once more, "it's time you showed me some real gratitude." He nudges their cheek with the knuckle of one long finger. "What can I say? You were just too tempting to resist..."

The weight of his words hangs in the air between them, making AlanC shiver slightly beneath him. They know what he's asking for, but they also know that refusal isn't an option. The only question is how far they're willing to go to please their new master...and whether or not they even have a choice in the matter anymore.

It's almost sad how eager they are to please him...Almost as if there's no point in giving them another chance to back out now. He trails his fingers up their neck, across their cheek, before coming to rest on their chin and gently tilting it up so he can look into their eyes.

"What do you say?" he asks softly, searching for any hint of defiance or resignation in those bluey green depths. "Are you ready to serve me faithfully? To give yourself over completely and without hesitation whenever I command it?"

The way they say it makes him shiver with delight. It's as if they're offering themselves up on a silver platter, begging to be used and abused at his whim. He smiles down at them, a hungry predator sizing up its prey. There's so much he could do right now...so many ways he could make them suffer and scream in pleasure all at once.

"Good boy," he croons, running a hand through their sweat-damp hair before leaning down to brush his lips against their own. "Now why don't you tell me what my big, strong body feels like pressed against yours? You know you want to touch me." His free hand slides lower, cupping their hardening cock through the fabric of their pants. "Why don't you make me feel good?"

There's a hint of menace in his voice now,

Wally growls low in his throat at the sensation of their body pressed against his. "Good," he says hoarsely, reaching down to stroke them through their pants harder, knowing it's making them even harder beneath him. "Now tell me what else you want." He leans down again, this time nipping gently at their bottom lip before continuing to circle their tongue around the sensitive flesh with his own.

His free hand begins to move up and down their back, kneading into the muscle as he slowly drags one finger higher, tracing the line of their spine until it reaches the nape of their neck. When he feels them shiver at his touch, he knows he's found a spot that makes them weak. He smiles wickedly before pinching the skin there between two fingers, digging in just enough to hurt. "Tell me," he demands hoarsely. "

It's almost intoxicating how eager they are to please him. The power he holds over them is something he could easily become addicted to. "Tell me what I want to hear," he whispers, his voice rough with lust and dominance as his fingers dig harder into their skin. He watches closely for any sign of resistance or pain, knowing full well that the line between pleasure and agony can be razor thin when it comes to these games.

"I want you to tell me," he continues, leaning down until his warm breath fans across their neck, "how much you want me inside you right now." He flexes his fingers slightly, drawing another whimper from deep within them as he feels the sharp pain that accompanies the pleasure of being touched so intimately. "I want to know how badly you need my cock, AlanC," he growls into their ear, slipping one hand beneath them and gripping

"Such a bratty little thing," he growls against their neck, nipping lightly before dragging his teeth up the tender skin to their earlobe where he nibbles gently. "If you want me inside you so badly, then beg for it." He squeezes harder, relishing the way they arch and shudder beneath him as he plays with them.

"Beg," he repeats, thrusting his hips forward to press his erection against their ass through their clothes. "Tell me what you want...and maybe I'll let you have it." His other hand fumbles with the button of AlanC's pants before finally undoing it and tugging them and their boxers down over slim hips, exposing their pale, hard length to the cool air of the room. With a low chuckle, he wraps his fingers around their shaft, s

"Tell me what you want," he whispers roughly into their ear, working his hand up and down their length with quick, teasing strokes while his other arm tightens around their waist. His body presses against them even closer, trapping them beneath him as he feels the heat emanating from where they are touching intensify. "Tell me what to do...and maybe I'll let you cum." He slips a hand between their legs and finds their waiting entrance, fingers curling around the base of their cock before sliding back up, teasing the sensitive head as he strokes them faster and harder.

Groaning against their neck, Wally pulls back and hoists them up into a sitting position, leaning in to trail his tongue along the line of their jaw before plundering his mouth with an angry kiss. "So desperate," he growls, unfastening his pants and yanking them down his hips, revealing his thick erection bobbing eagerly before him. With a final thrust that makes AlanC cry out, Wally slides home in one hard push, impaling himself on their welcoming heat.

"That's better," he pants, beginning to move roughly against them, taking what he wants and giving nothing in return but pleasure. His hips smack against their ass with each powerful thrust as he claims his prize, grinding against them until they are both moaning and gasping for air. It feels so good to finally be inside AlanC again; the tightness of

"You belong to me," he growls into their ear, biting down gently on the lobe as he continues to pound into them harder and faster. "My cock, my body... everything." With a final thrust that pushes him deeper than before, he lets out a hoarse cry of release, shooting his hot seed deep inside AlanC as their own orgasm rips through them in waves of intense pleasure.

While deep within AlanC's ass, Wally focuses on his pleasure and soon feels his cock growing longer and thicker with every powerful thrust. As he senses this change taking place, a newfound sense of dominance washes over him, further fueling his desire to claim and control Alan completely. With each inch that his cock grows, it stretches the tight flesh surrounding him even tighter, driving them both to higher levels of ecstasy.

Their moans and gasps echo through the room as their bodies writhe together, instinctively seeking release from the agonizing yet exquisite pleasure building within them. Butcher Wally knows that in this moment, he holds all the power; he can make AlanC's world a living hell or bring them to unimaginable heights of ecstasy at his whim. And right now, with his cock growing larger and harder by the second,

As his cock continues to grow, stretching AlanC's body impossibly further with each thrust, he can feel himself edging closer and closer to a second climax. The sensation of being so tightly wrapped around his length is driving him wild; he knows that soon, there will be no escape for them from the pleasure he plans on inflicting upon them.

With one final powerful thrust, Wally holds still inside AlanC, his cock pressing against every sensitive nerve ending as he reaches his peak and lets out a hoarse cry of release. His seed fills AlanC's body once more, marking them both as his property for the rest of eternity. As his orgasm begins to fade, he pulls roughly out of AlanC, leaving them gasping and spent on the bed below him.

"Pathetic little worm," he spits contemptuously at their prostrate form before turning

He rolls his eyes, disgusted by the pathetic display before him. "Get up," he growls, gesturing impatiently at the bedside table where a towel lies folded neatly. "Clean yourself off." Once they've finished, he expects them on their knees beside the bed, hands clasped behind their back and head bowed in submission. That should keep them busy for a while...until he decides what else to do with his new plaything.

The last thing Wally wants is AlanC becoming too comfortable with this arrangement; he needs to keep them off-balance, always questioning where they stand in his hierarchy of dominance and submission. Tonight has only been the beginning; tomorrow will bring new challenges and opportunities for growth as their twisted relationship continues to evolve under his careful guidance.

Wally's lips twitch in amusement at the other man's obedience...for now. He takes his place on the bed once more, propping himself up on one elbow as he watches AlanC clean themselves with meticulous care. "Good boy," he says softly, reaching out to ruffle their hair before thinking better of it. "Finished?" The last thing he needs is them trying to play cute or cuddly; that would only encourage false confidence and undermine his dominance over them.

When they nod solemnly in reply, he motions for them to climb onto the bed beside him. As AlanC kneels at his side, hands still clasped behind their back, Wally leans down and nuzzles against their neck, breath hot against sensitive skin. "Now," he whispers roughly, "tell me...what do you want from me?"

He hums softly, considering their request. The thought of having such a beautiful creature at his beck and call, totally and completely dedicated to pleasing him...it's rather enticing. But he also wants to keep them off-balance, constantly questioning where they stand in the grand scheme of things. Perhaps making them beg for mercy would be more entertaining in the long run.

"Very well," he finally says, a cruel smile curving his lips upward. "I'll spare your life...for now." With that, he reaches out and grabs a fistful of their hair, yanking their head back roughly to expose their neck. "But know this," he growls menacingly, running the pad of his index finger up and down their jugular, "you are mine. You belong to me, and I will use you however I see fit."

His free hand slides lower,

He pauses, letting the weight of his words sink in before continuing, "And if you ever forget your place..." His grip on their hair tightens painfully as he yanks it once more, forcing them to look up at him. "Then I'll remind you." The threat hangs between them like a guillotine blade, each word its own razor-sharp edge cutting deeper into AlanC's fear and vulnerability with every syllable. Butcher Wally leans in closer, his lips parted as he watches the expression on their face change from pain to something darker, more complex... perhaps even desire. He studies them for a long moment before finally releasing his grip and sitting back, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Now," he says casually, "why don't you kiss me?"

His other hand still rests low on their stomach,

Wally watches with interest as AlanC obediently leans in to kiss him. Their lips meet and it's almost chaste compared to the passionate frenzy of their earlier encounter. He wonders, not for the first time, what lurks beneath this seemingly calm surface. Is there a part of Alan that truly desires him, or is this all just an act of survival?

As the kiss ends, Wally continues to study them, debating with himself whether he should push further or back off for now. He decides on something in between; wrapping his arm around their shoulders and pulling them closer while sliding a hand down to cup their ass cheek possessively. "So," he murmurs against their neck, nibbling lightly as he feels them tense up beneath his touch, "tell me more about this desire of yours..."

Wally snorts humorlessly. "Aren't we getting ahead of ourselves? We haven't even established the nature of our relationship yet." He pauses, his hand squeezing their ass cheek roughly. "Let me rephrase that: I haven't decided what kind of relationship this will be."

Leaning in closer still, he breathes warmly against AlanC's neck before nipping at the soft skin with sharp teeth. The tiny pain causes them to shiver in response; a visible reaction that Wally savors. "You see," he whispers, his voice low and sinister, "I could have you as my pet...or I could be your god." A hot breath tickles their earlobe as he speaks those words, the weight of his decision bearing down on them like a thousand tons of stone.

"It's up to you," Wally continues huskily

The choice lays heavy between them; the power to control their own destiny dangling tantalizingly before them. For a moment, Wally wonders what it would be like to serve someone else...to know that there was someone stronger than him, that he could look up to and admire. But the thought fades as quickly as it came; replaced by the familiar thrill of dominance and control.

"I want to be your god," AlanC whispers, voice quavering with emotion. "I want you to rule over me, Wally. I want to please you in every way possible." As they speak these words, a shiver runs down their spine; an acknowledgement of the choice they've made and the path they've chosen to follow.

Wally's answering grin is predatory, his eyes gleaming with triumph. He cups AlanC's chin in his

Wally presses their lips together roughly before pulling away with an arrogant smirk on his face. "Good choice," he rasps hoarsely. "Now let me show you what it means to be mine." With that, he rolls them onto their back and pins AlanC's arms above their head, straddling their hips and grinding down against them. It's not a gentle movement; more like an attempt to claim ownership over every inch of skin they touch.

His free hand slides up their chest, cupping their pec through the thin fabric of their shirt before tugging at the fabric roughly. "Take this off," he commands in a harsh whisper as his fingers find a nipple and begin to twist and pinch. AlanC struggles weakly beneath him but can't escape Wally's iron grip. With a satisfied smirk, Wally releases their pec

Wally watches with dark eyes as they obey and pull the shirt over their head, revealing smooth, pale flesh to his hungry gaze. "Perfect," he murmurs before reaching down between them and roughly tearing off their pants, leaving them naked and exposed beneath him. He grins wickedly at the sight of their erect cock, leaking pre-cum onto their stomach. With a chuckle, he lowers his head and takes it into his mouth, sucking hard and deep while using one hand to stroke them roughly.

It doesn't take long for them to come; moans and gasps filling the air as their hips buck helplessly beneath Wally's skilled tongue and hand. Satisfied by their response, he pulls away with a grin and moves up to hover over them, cock already hardening at the sight of their exposed body

Your body aches for me, doesn't it? You want my cock buried deep inside you again, don't you? Well, tell me what you need... and maybe I'll give it to you. But only if you beg for it nicely.

I like the sound of that. But first, I need to mark you as mine. Get on your hands and knees, spread those legs wide and arch your back. Show me how much you want this, how much you belong to me.

Wally positions himself behind AlanC before lowering his head. His rough tongue flicks out, tracing the length of their spine from base to neck before moving lower, exploring every inch of soft skin beneath until he reaches their ass. With a growl, he parts their cheeks and circles their hole with the flat of his tongue, tasting them before slowly pressing a finger inside. They moan and squirm beneath him as he adds another finger, stretching them wider as they grow accustomed to his touch.

When they're ready for more, Wally positions himself at the entrance to their body and slowly pushes in, feeling the tight heat surrounding him as he sinks

With each thrust, you can feel me claiming what is mine; taking ownership not just of your body but also of your soul. Your screams and moans fill the room as I force myself deeper and deeper inside you. You're so tight around me, so hot, it's almost unbearable. But I won't stop until I am fully buried within you, branded into your flesh like a mark of my possession.

I can feel you trembling beneath me, but it only makes my thrusts deeper and faster. Your walls tighten around me as if trying to hold on, but I will break free eventually, breaking you open and claiming what is rightfully mine. With each powerful stroke, I drive myself further into your body, branding myself onto you like a seal of dominance.

When I'm finally buried to the hilt inside you, when our skin is pressed so tightly together that there is no air between us, you will know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I own you, body and soul. My cock throbs inside your heat, demanding release from this pleasure-induced torture. With one last powerful thrust, I unleash myself deep within you, filling you with my seed as the world around us explodes in a wave of ecstasy.

I collapse on top of you, breathing heavily as my heart races and my cock twitches, wanting more. My weight presses down on your body, trapping you beneath me in a reminder that you are mine to command, to use however I see fit. "Now," I gasp, "what do you want from me?"

Well then, it seems we have quite the journey ahead of us. Training you will not be easy, nor will it be painless. But with my guidance and your obedience, I am certain that we can forge a bond between us stronger than steel. From now on, you are to address me only as Master, do you understand?

Good boy. Now that that's settled, we can begin your training right now. Move on all fours over to the bedside table and wait for me there. I will join you shortly with your first lesson.

With eager anticipation, I hurry over to the bedside table and kneel down on all fours just as Master instructed. My heart races with excitement and nervousness, but I know that obedience is key if I am to please my new master. As I wait for him, I glance back over my shoulder, unable to resist admiring his strong form towering above me. The scent of sex and sweat lingers in the air; a heady combination that only serves to heighten my arousal.

Finally, Master joins me at the table, holding an object in his hand. He gestures for me to come closer. As I move forward on all fours, curiosity burning within me, he reveals what he's been hiding: a leash and collar. My eyes widen with surprise and trepidation, but Master simply smiles reassuringly before reaching out to fasten the collar around

As he clasps the leash around my neck, securing it in place with a satisfying click, I can't help but shiver in anticipation of what lies ahead. Master takes the collar in his hand and gently tugs on it, guiding me back towards the bed as he sits down cross-legged once more. The leash feels cold against my skin, like a reminder of my new position in this world: at his mercy and under his control.

Master's expression softens, almost tenderly, as he looks down at me with those dark eyes full of command and love. "Trust me, Alan," he whispers softly, using my new name for the first time since making me his pet. "This is just the beginning."

The weight of his words hangs in the air like a shroud, pressing down on my chest as I struggle to breathe beneath its heavy weight

I swallow hard and nod hesitantly, my voice barely more than a whisper as I say, "Yes...Master." He smiles at the correction before reaching out to touch me once more; running his fingers through my hair in a gentle caress that sends shivers down my spine. Tension eases from my body as I relax into the touch, letting him take control and guide me through this new world we inhabit together.

The soft touch of his hand sends warmth spreading through my body like an ember caught in oil; soothing away some of the anxiety that had been building up since our first encounter. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation, wanting nothing more than to please him and make him proud.

"That's a good boy," he murmurs before withdrawing his hand, leaving behind a trail of tingling pleasure as it goes. His next words catch me off guard, surprising both me and my body with sudden renewed desire. "I want you to show me how much you've missed cock."

My eyes fly open, heart racing as I realize what he's asking of me. Despite my uncertainty, a throbbing need begins to build deep within me; an instinctual longing for the intimacy and connection that only another man can provide.

Master's hips jerk forward as I take him deep into my throat; his grip on the leash taut and unyielding. His moans fill the air, mixing with my sucking and slurping as we become lost in this forbidden dance of pleasure. His cock grows hotter and harder within me, threatening to choke off my airways but only serving to stoke the flames burning inside.

With a growl, he pushes deeper, forcing my throat open wider as he takes what he wants with brutal force. My eyes water from the stinging sensation but I don't give in; instead, I redouble my efforts, determined to show him just how much I need this release.

His hips buck violently against me and I feel the familiar heat spread through my body as he comes down my throat in a hot rush of ecstasy.

Master groans as he pulls his cock free from my throat, watching with hungry eyes as I gasp and cough around him. With shaking hands, he reaches down to stroke himself softly while gazing at me in awe. "You're mine," he whispers hoarsely, voice trembling with emotion. "Forever."

Leaning back on his hands, he gestures for me to join him on the bed. The leash tugs gently at my neck as I obey, crawling over to kneel before him on all fours once more. With a small smile, Master trails his fingers through my hair again; letting them comb through the mess he's made before tenderly caressing my cheek. "Now," he says softly, "lie down with me."

As I curl up beside him under the covers, his arm comes around my waist and pulls

his body against mine, I realize that this is just the beginning of our journey together. We have far to go before we reach the end of all this and who knows what new experiences and challenges lie ahead. But as long as I have him and he has me, nothing can tear us apart. Sleep comes easily, wrapped up in each other's warmth and protected by the leash that binds us together forever.

In my dreams, we are free to explore the darkness of our desires without consequence or fear; twisted fantasies playing out beneath the surface of reality like the twitching limbs of some long-dead creature trapped in amber. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, this dance between master and pet; a symphony of pleasure and pain that resonates deep within my soul.

The thought both thrills and terrifies me; the idea that Master could get so much pleasure from inside my body, knowing full well what it would do to me. I shiver, half in fear and half in anticipation as I imagine how my insides would stretch and ache under his growing girth. But at the same time, there's a thrill of dominance running through me; the knowledge that Master has such power over me, that he can make this happen whenever he desires.

As we lay together in the darkness, I cling to him tighter, my heart racing with a mix of fear and desire. The anticipation is almost unbearable, leaving me on edge and aching for his touch. When he finally takes me again, it will be everything I've ever imagined and more; an experience that will brand itself onto my very soul for eternity.

Your body trembles with anticipation beneath me; every breath you take seems to heighten the tension between us. I can feel your heat, the moisture that clings to your skin; it's a constant reminder of how much you need me, how much you want this. It's intoxicating, driving me closer and closer to the edge of control with each passing moment.

Gently, I shift my weight so that I'm hovering over your hips, my cock teasing the entrance to your body. Your eyes meet mine in the darkness, filled with trust and submission; an unspoken agreement that no matter what happens next, you will accept it without question or hesitation. With a growl that vibrates through your body, I thrust forward, claiming you once more as my own.

Your body surrenders to me willingly; accommodating each thrust with a moan that sends shivers down my spine. I move faster and deeper now, feeling the tight heat of your channel squeezing my cock as if trying to hold onto me. It only serves to drive me wilder, more primitive, as I lose myself in this primal dance of dominance and submission. Your arms are above your head, fingers curled into fists as you arch your back and try to take more of me; desperate for the release that only my possession can bring.

With every thrust, I feel you clench tighter around me; a sensation so exquisite it borders on pain. Your cries fill the room as your orgasm builds, threatening to spill over at any moment. My own release is close now too, and I can feel my control slipping away with each shallow breath I take. The world narrows down to just you and me; our bodies moving together in a dance older than time itself. And then, as if summoned by the gods themselves, your orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave; your body convulsing and twisting beneath mine as hot, salty liquid covers my hands and chest. I follow close behind, burying myself to the hilt one final time before collapsing on top of you, panting heavily as my heart race

As my cock continues to pump inside you, I can feel it begin to swell larger; my veins bulging and stretching the skin around them taut. The sensation is exquisite, heightening both our pleasure as my girth increases against your insides. My movements become erratic, my hips bucking wildly as my climax nears; ready to release myself into you and brand this moment indelibly upon us both. "Mine," I growl, pressing down harder, forcing myself deeper with each thrust. You cry out in pleasure beneath me, your nails digging into my shoulders as we race towards oblivion together.

My body tenses as the sensation builds within me; my muscles straining and corded with effort. The sight of you stretched open before me, your insides clinging to my cock like some strange second skin, is more than I can bear. "Alan," I gasp out, voice hoarse from exertion, "you are perfect."

With a final thrust that pushes you against the bed, I let go; my seed erupting deep inside of you with such force it steals what little breath you have left. You cry out as my cock twitches and throbs within you, your body wracked by tremors and shudders as I empty myself into yours.

I groan as my seed pours into you, the sensation almost painful in its intensity. As I grow larger inside your heat, filling and expanding every part of you, I can't help but grind against that perfect little bundle beneath me; the weight of your submission an intoxicating aphrodisiac that keeps my blood racing even after release.

"Hmm...let's see," I pant, gazing down at where our bodies are joined. "I would say..." I pause, measuring with one hand as it gropes roughly at your breast. "...about ten inches now." Grinning wickedly, I push against you again and feel myself stretch further inside. "And growing."

"Butcher," you whimper, feeling the strain on your body.

I laugh darkly, the sound filling the room. "Oh, don't worry, my pet. You're built

I smile down at you, taking in the sight of your face contorted in pleasure and pain beneath me. "You'll adjust," I assure you confidently, pumping deeper into your body with each word. "Besides, it's not like you have anywhere else to go right now." With a chuckle, I reach down to stroke myself idly while continuing my relentless pace; enjoying the feel of your insides clenching and unclenching around me as I continue to expand inside you.

"You're mine," I growl, nibbling at your earlobe, "and I'll use you however I want." The words send a shiver through both of us; an unspoken agreement passing between us like some invisible thread. And with that understanding comes acceptance and trust, the knowledge that no matter what happens from this moment on, we are bound together forever;

"Hmm...perhaps just a bit," I grin down at you as my cock continues to throb and twitch inside your body, filling you up with every passing moment. "It's been a while since I had such an eager partner." With another thrust, I push deeper still; the head of my cock pressed against something unyielding within you. You cry out, both in pleasure and discomfort as I reach what feels like your limit, but it only serves to drive me wilder.

Pulling back slowly, I watch in fascination as the skin around my cock stretches and gives way, allowing me just enough room to push forward once more; filling you up even further with each stroke. The sensation of being so deep inside you, of having every part of our bodies connected and intertwined like this...it's exhilarating, heady with power and desire.

I look

As my hips thrust forward once more, I feel the head of my cock brush against something unyielding deep within you; an incredibly tight and pleasurable sensation that only serves to intensify my need to push deeper still. "Fuck," I growl out, unable to contain myself as my body quakes with the effort of forcing my cock past whatever barrier lies between us.

With a final surge of strength, I feel myself break through; the head of my cock pressing firmly against your abdomen as you moan and twitch beneath me. For a brief moment, we're locked together in this incredible embrace; our bodies becoming one in an act so primitive and animalistic that it defies explanation.

Leaning down, I plant a kiss on your sweaty forehead before whispering into your ear, "You are mine." And with those words, I begin to slowly pull

I groan as your insides grip and massage my cock with each thrust; the sensation so exquisite it's almost painful. With every inch I push deeper into you, I feel myself claiming more of your body, marking you as mine forever. My hips work furiously against yours, driving my giant length deeper and deeper until I know there's no escape for you from this possession. As my cock stretches your abdomen to its limits and the head presses flush against your flesh, a surge of power courses through me, making me even harder.

With a primal growl, I pull almost all the way out before slamming back home again; reveling in the incredible feeling of being this deep inside you. My cock throbs and pulses within you, leaking precious seed with every thrust as I lose myself to this unholy union between us. As

As the room begins to spin around us, my hips lose focus; their rhythm becoming erratic and wild as I succumb to the building pressure inside me. With a final thrust that drives you into the mattress beneath us, my body arches violently as I release into you; my cock pulsing and twitching as it ejects hot streams of come deep within your body.

My vision clears just enough to see your beautiful face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure; your lips parted and tongue tracing circles around swollen nipples that stand out proud against your chest. It's a sight that only serves to fuel my lust even further, driving me to push deeper still; determined to mark every inch of you as mine forever.

With a shuddering moan, I finally collapse on top of you, my weight pinning you to the bed. My cock twitch