Daddy's Boy

The lie you comforted yourself with was always that your bully from high school would wind up a townie loser. But of course, that wasn’t the case. He was an Alpha then as a kid, and he’s an Alpha now as a Man.

Of course he rolled into the high school reunion with the hottest arm candy, the most expensive car, wearing a $50,000 watch, and no fucks to give.

Her agent called and said, "I've got a cologne commercial I think you'll be perfect for." When asked why her agent said, "They want a man with effeminate qualities. I of course thought of you." She was told what clothes to wear and while that wasn't out of her norm, she thought they should have been provided. Anyway, she put on her pinstriped suit and white French cuffed shirt, along with a matching tie and white pocket square. She was straining in her cage with excitement.

When she arrived, they looked her up and down and started whispering to one another. "Is everything OK?" she asked. "Yes," one of them said. "Your agent said you'd be perfect for this ad and she was right. Caged faggots photograph very well. Your faces are all plump with pent up sexual energy. How long have you been locked?" She was in a bit of shock. She had no clue they were told about his cage. She looked at them and they looked back. She said, "It's been about a year." They smiled, "And when was your last release, boy?" She replied, "A couple months ago. My boyfriend...." They interrupted, "We don't care. A couple months is good. Sit here, faggot."