Sebastian Blackwood

Sebastian listened intently as the keyholder imparted the terms of the slaves' dictionary, his brow furrowing slightly as he absorbed the gravity of their words. The notion of referring to the chastity-clad boys' genitals as "nubs," designated as the "Master's nub," struck him as both peculiar and strangely fitting, a linguistic quirk that underscored the power dynamics at play within Theowood Estate.

"And the cages," Sebastian interjected, his voice tinged with curiosity, "once they're locked, they can't be removed except for medical reasons?"

The keyholder nodded solemnly, their expression inscrutable as they confirmed Sebastian's query. "That is correct," they replied, their voice a solemn echo in the dimly lit hall. "The chastity cages are to remain securely locked at all times, serving as a constant reminder of the power you wield over your charges."

Sebastian nodded thoughtfully, his mind racing with questions and possibilities. The implications of the chastity cages and their unyielding grip on the boys' desires weighed heavily on him, a potent symbol of the authority he now held as a Master of Chastity.

As he contemplated the terms laid out before him, Sebastian couldn't help but feel a sense of unease mingled with exhilaration. The responsibility of overseeing the boy slaves and ensuring their compliance was a daunting task, one that would test his resolve and his understanding of power dynamics in ways he had never imagined.

With a final nod of acknowledgment, Sebastian turned to face the rows of boys standing before him, their chastity-clad forms a silent testament to the pact they had entered into with their Masters. And as he prepared to make his selection, Sebastian couldn't shake the feeling that his journey at Theowood Estate had only just begun, and that the choices he made in the days to come would shape the course of his destiny in ways he could scarcely imagine.