Canyon Cole waited in the dark cage, his master’s absence a familiar tension. The footsteps that approached, however, were not Master Aries’s. The jangle of keys belonged to Master Adam Snow. Canyon knew Master Adam Snow had wanted him, had envied Master Aries his prize. Now, Master Adam Snow held the authority, and Canyon must obey.
Master Adam Snow bypassed the toy cabinet, his intent clear. He wanted only to claim Canyon’s tight hole with his thick cock. Canyon, well-trained, willed his body to open, to accept the demanding stretch of Master Adam Snow. What began as a punishing fullness soon melted into a deep, driving rhythm. And when Canyon felt Master Adam Snow begin to shift, ready to finish, a surprising disappointment washed over him. He wasn’t ready for his time with Master Adam Snow to end.
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