ASSIGNING TASKS

Downstairs, the scene was quite different. The other naked, locked bois stood upright, their expressions a mix of dread and resignation. Each was plugged to the wall with a buttplug that kept them in place, a daily reminder of their subservience and role on the island. The sight of them standing there, **** and exposed, was both a reminder of Ben's power and a reinforcement of the island's hierarchy.

"Morning, bois," Ben greeted, his tone authoritative. The bois responded in unison, "Good morning, sir."

Ben walked down the line, inspecting each boi carefully. His presence was intimidating, and none of the bois dared to meet his gaze directly. When he reached Mike, he paused for a moment. Mike's eyes were downcast, his expression a mixture of frustration and submission.

"Today, we're going to get some work done," Ben announced. "Liam, as the lead boi, your job is to oversee the others and ensure everything runs smoothly."

Liam, standing proudly at the head of the line, nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll make sure of it."

Ben continued, "Aaron, you'll be serving my cock for the day. Consider yourself lucky."

The other bois glanced at Aaron with envy, knowing that serving their master directly was a prestigious and desirable task.

Ben turned to Mike and assigned him the least glamorous job,