Master Wolf stretches out his new boy slave with his massive daddy dick

Danny has belonged to me for some time now. Our bond is strong and the roles we play in each other’s lives are mutually fulfilling. He relies on me to protect him and I derive great pleasure out of guiding him towards his true purpose in life. We are sexually compatible in an almost profound way. We are carnally addicted to each other.

Naturally, he remains caged most of the time. I occasionally walk past and see those beautiful, trusting, obedient eyes, staring up at me – filled with a mixture of hope and gratitude. I find him utterly irresistible and almost always cave in to his charms and let him out to play.

He responds so well to my touch. The moment my fingers make contact with his smooth, porcelain-like skin, he seems to enter some sort of ecstatic trance – almost as though I were a snake charmer or a hypnotist, pleasuring him into incapacitation.