He questions it

Although obviously trying to hide his fear, Inigo tried his best to look confident and poised.

"W-well, uhm, y-yes sir," stammered the fearful teen with a confused frown on his face, "Why t-two, Sir?"

Walking over, Kyle gave you a look before placing a hand on Inigo's chin and lifting the trembling boy's face towards him.

"Because I like it that way," answered Kyle playfully, "Besides, from what I've read about you. You'd definitely enjoy having a second master around. Won't you, 8312? As per your browser history, you like watching porn where a twink like yourself is spit-roasted on both ends, don't you?"

Hearing Kyle's claim, you were surprised that the trainers had this much information on their slaves. Was this really true? Inigo looked far too innocent to have kinks like that. But then again, you could never really tell nowadays. You feel yourself get hard at the thought.

"I-I- I didn't like watching that. I'm straight!", argued Inigo as he tried to hold on to his falsehoods for a bit longer, "I'm not gay or as kinky as that. I'm a devout Catholic."

"And yet, you're here about to become a sex ****..." Kyle teased as he suddenly removed Inigo's shirt and admired the slim lad's chest and stomach, "You wouldn't be placed in this position if there was no shred of truth in what I just said, ****. Deep down, you know that you were destined for this role. Just admit it. It will make things easier."

You watched as Kyle did his magic, breaking down Inigo's defenses with his words and soft touches against the sun kissed skin of his arms. Hearing him squeak and pant breathily at the slightest suggestion of affection, Kyle played upon Inigo's carnal desires and needs. The poor boy probably needed someone to love him and to tell him what to do. That was why he was chosen to be a Sex ****. He was just a sweet and naive guy wanting and needing to please others.

"I-I-I-...", Inigo struggled with his words as the years of guilt and worry filled his mind, "Ngh... Won't I go to hell for this?"

"Not at all," his trainer promised him as he now rubbed his thigh, moving it slowly up towards the bulge forming in the young 18-year old's pants, "If anything, there's nothing bad about being yourself. So just accept it, savor the rewards, and be the version of yourself."

Hearing Kyle's reassuring and firm tone, you could see Inigo's resolve fade, but he still held to his convictions strongly. Huffing indignantly, he responded, "I am living my best self. God is just testing me by putting me here. This is a test from God."