Oscar flexed his ripped pecs and tight abs, tail swishing with swagger. ππͺ All eyes were on him, and he loved it. But then, chains clinked, and he was caught, wrists bounds tight. π£
A sly voice whispered, "Time to tame you." Oscar felt a hot, slick thrust against his backside. π³π¦ Deep, relentless, it rocked him, chains rattling as he moaned, owned and dripping. ππ₯ "Guess I'm sharing the spotlight," he panted, grinning.
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