Heavy BDSM

He walks when he’s tugged because he doesn’t want his nipples excruciatingly yanked. He remains calm because he’s learned to expect a shock when he isn’t. He doesn’t try to run because he’s learned just what an oily palm swirling around and around his post-ejaculation cockhead feels like. (Hellfire)

He can try to protest all he wants but everyone just takes him as a very bratty sub, not a straight lad held against his will. I’ve even invited concerned passersby to discipline him themselves; all worries quashed when he whimpers like a normal little submissive. Few horny perverts would pass up an opportunity to spank or tickle or tease a young stud with a lean body like his, with soft, ticklish feet and a mighty temper. Tormenting hot young guys is always more fun when they act like they aren’t enjoying it.

I’m hoping the cocky little heartbreaker will learn some manners over the course of the week.

At the very least - every orgasm out of his control, overstimulated and leashed like an animal - he’ll learn to be a tad more humble.