YEP

Mike and Scotty dropped to their knees, their eyes casting downwards in submission. Mike's mind raced, trying to find the words to express his submission convincingly. Scotty, already familiar with the ritual, began first.

“Please, sir,” Scotty said, looking up at Jake with wide, pleading eyes. “I beg you to bless me with your seed. I need it, sir. Please, let me serve you.”

Mike took a deep breath and followed suit, his voice trembling slightly. “Sir, please. I... I beg you. Let me receive your seed. I need it, sir. Please.”

Ben and Jake exchanged glances, clearly relishing the control they held. “Good boys,” Ben said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, let’s make sure you understand your place.”

Ben stepped forward, his dominant presence looming over Mike. “Open your mouth, boy.”

Mike obeyed, opening his mouth wide, feeling the sting of humiliation. Ben moved closer, his cock brushing against Mike’s lips. “Beg more, boy. Show me how much you want it.”

“Please, sir,” Mike whimpered, his voice cracking. “I need your seed. Please, bless me, sir. I beg you.”

Satisfied, Ben slid his cock into Mike’s mouth, the sensation overwhelming Mike as he struggled to accommodate it. The taste was bitter, mixed with the remnants of the earlier boi. Mike’s monitor buzzed, indicating his compliance with the order.

Meanwhile, Jake turned his attention to Scotty. “You know what to do,” he said, his voice firm.

“Yes, sir,” Scotty replied eagerly. “Please, sir, let me receive your seed. I need it in my mouth and ass. Please, sir.”

Jake nodded approvingly. “Good boy. Now, get ready.”

Scotty opened his mouth, welcoming Jake’s cock with practiced ease. The sensation was familiar yet charged with the intensity of their surroundings. As Jake began to thrust, Scotty’s monitor buzzed, recording his obedience.