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“Oh so my special treatment only lasts a few days, then I go back to being one for the collections? Great” Yeah, Stiles realised Grant couldn’t win no matter what he said with the boy right now but he was difficult by default. Besides Grant had traded two different submissives just to get his hands on Stiles and he was going to find out why. “So what exactly do you do with your harem you so claim not to love having” He replied, trying to keep his eyes to the older man’s face but failing miserably as they kept drifting lower.
“If you’re expecting a title a Yes Sir in response you’re gonna be waiting a while” He shot back, naturally fighting him on every turn of this little power struggle as he slowly walked closer and felt his heart beating a little faster as he almost felt the warmth radiating off that chiselled physique as he moved to the bed and into Grant’s reach. Yeah, no going back now - especially with his eyes trying so hard to keep to themselves and not getting anymore lost in this display of masculine strength and perfection.
Grant lowered his head. “You need to meet the other submissives. Most of them are like you and require a great deal of attention and I don’t like to have more than one in bed with me unless that’s what they want.” A pause. “I assume you’ll also try to escape at some point. All of the rest have. And no one says ‘yes, sir’ to me. I don’t expect that.”
When Stiles was seated, Grant glanced to him. “I want you to be comfortable. I know this is new and I know it seems awful that I traded two submissives for you. I’m going to try to buy them back when I can, which also sounds terrible, I know, but the point is that I do care a lot for my submissives, even if they’re not always open to the idea.”
Gently, Gtant touched the small of Stiles’ back and rubbed. “Are you comfortable, Stiles?” he asked quietly before moving his hand lower to massage Stiles’ tailbone. “I mean, given the circumstances?”


















