We're going to have so much fun!
On my way down the higher floor, I'm welcomed by many whores. Boys or girls, there are so many of them. Some have different hair, and some have different complexions, but none are what I like.
The wide hallways narrow down to a slim alley, exposing the VIP area. From politicians to celebrities, there are all of them, fondling over whores, sitting by their sides.
The scene is dirtier than I'm explaining, their hands do not care where they are touching, and neither do the whores. That's the reason I don't like these types.
"Please, sit here!" The owner says as he leaves to get what he told me he had. I'm approached by many other boys, who are throwing themselves at me. Wild nature and beastly behavior are not what I like.
I push everyone out, ordering my guards to not let anyone enter a private passage, I'm sitting in.
"I'll take him!" This one caught my eye out of ten boys standing right in front of me. I glance back and forth at his body. Shy, timid, perfectly healthy, black hair and brown eyes.
He looks at me in disbelief as the owner sends him away to get ready to leave with me. "Are you sure you want to buy him, you can just come by whenever you feel free?"
"That would not do, my father--- he's worried about my reputation. So I thought let's buy a whore. If I'm bored with him, I'll give him back to you. No refund!"
"You know why are you here, right?" I speak, puffing in the smoke. My eyes can't leave his timid body, sitting on his knees right in front of me. Guards are walking around, as we're not in my bedroom yet. I glance at his eyes watching everyone behind me, "what are you, shy?" I clutch his mouth, yanking him up to face me.
"I thought you were a cheap slut?" I whispered pushing him back on the floor.
"Alright, my guards will show you your room. Where you be living for the rest of your life. If you're lucky enough!" His black robe is almost falling off of him. Damn that owner thought I'll fuck him in my car.
"You'll be given clothes to wear. Wash your filthy body nice and clean, and wait patiently for me. I'll be upstairs shortly!"
Thirty minutes it has passed after I decided to knock on his door. He's given me a different room, right beside mine, which makes it convenient for me.
He unbolts the door after a few seconds of me knocking. His struggling body quickly catches my attention, he's trying to adjust the one piece of fabric he has on his body. His boxers. It's tight enough to contrast his fluffy ass.
I'll have so much fun with this!
"Are you ready?" He nods stepping back into the room.
"Go get the collar and the leash!" I announce as he brings it to me.
His stiff yet perky body is very inviting as I tie the collar around his throat. "You have a beautiful body. It'll be more gorgeous when I'm done with you!" I whisper as I yank him by his collar, I can hear his heartbeat rising.
"My name is Mira! What is yours?" I turn his back towards me, showing him his naked body in the large mirror sitting in the room.
"K--Kian!"
"You have a gorgeous name too! So, Kian, shall we make a few things clear, first?"
"Y--Yes!" He flinches as I rub his nipples with the tips of my fingers. The dryness isn't doing it for me so, I push my fingers into his mouth, holding his jaw with another, my head rests on his shoulder as my clothed body is rubbing his back.
He coughs to my roughness and chokes as I push my fingers deeper. "I was told you were open to the things I like! The rough things? Is that right?"
"Y--yes!" I replace my right hand with the left as I try to grip his tongue with my fingers.
"One thing you should know! You're going to call me mam! Okay? And I will call you when I want to. Alright?"
"Ye--Yes Mam!"
"Good! You're learning fast!" I leave him coughing, right in front of the mirror, as I pick up the lube from the table. "Do you know you were pretty costly to me?"
I walk back to him as I speak, pulling his boxers down. "So, I do have the right to use you to the fullest, right?"
"Ye--Yes Mam!" I jerk him to lean on the mirror so, I can get a good excess to his ass. I stroke his round ass as I ask another question, "So, how many times does this ass of your has been fucked?"
His discomfort from my question is perfectly visible from the mirror, but I don't care. I want my answer!
After a minute of waiting for him to reply, I reward his ass with a slap for not answering. "I asked a question!" His timid body doesn't fail to react and flinches.
"I'm--I'm sorry!"
"Let's make one thing clear here. I ask you a question I want you to answer without second thoughts. I bought you as a whore, don't you dare ever try to be more than that! Do you get that?"
"Y-Yes Mam!"
