Joyee Flynn

“Just because fate finds us our perfect match doesn't mean it's always easy and we don't have to work at it. Anything worth having takes fighting for sometimes."- Victor Marius”
― Joyee Flynn, A Very Marius Christmas

“Oh, I think my new slave is a wanton little slut. Aren’t you?”

“No, I’m a good boy,” he moaned as he pushed his ass back on my hand. “I’m not a whore!”

“You’re my whore,” I growled and fucked him with my fingers as I picked up the flogger someone had left on the table. I started spanking him hard with it. “Does my boy want to come?”

“Yes,” he hissed and jumped when I slapped him with the toy again. “Please, master? I’ll do anything you want.”

“You’ll do it whether I let you come or not!” I pulled my fingers free and walked over to the wall of toys. I grabbed a large butt plug and quickly pushed it into his ass. Then, before he could even get used to the size of it, I slapped the flogger against it. “Admit you’re a dirty slut.”

“No! I’m a good boy,” Shely cried out again. “Please don’t breach my ass! I’ve never been with a man before.”
― Joyee Flynn