Sie sehen das Potenzial in dem erlebten

Die Männer begannen, über die Grenzen ihrer Macht zu philosophieren. „Should we let those white boys know how they are involved in sexlife with their girls? Liking our cum out of their pussys?“ einer der beiden lachte laut auf, während er an seinem Glas nippte. „Or should we actually even breed one as well?“
„I can definitely tell you, I'm breeding one today“, antwortete der andere mit einem Blick, der direkt auf Julius fiel, der nach wie vor auf allen vieren vor dem Bett kniete. Seine Leine lag am Boden, aber er wagte es nicht sich zu bewegen.
„Look at him, just soaking it all in,“ lachte der größere von den beiden, während dieses lachen durch die Matratze auf der er saß vibrierte. „He’s practically vibrating with the need to be used. It’s almost pathetic how much he loves being the footstool for this whole performance.“
„That’s the beauty of it, man,“ antwortete der andere ihm, während er sich entspannt zurücklehnte. „The more you strip away that little bit of dignity, the more they actually crave the void. He’s not even a person anymore; he’s just a biological extension of our pleasure. A little cleaning tool with a heartbeat.“ Ee stieß ein verachtendes schnauben aus. „Imagine the look on his face if he actually thought he had a choice in any of this.“
„Exactly,“ stimmte der Größere zu und nahm einen tiefen Schluck Champagner. „It’s all about the contrast. The raw power of a real man versus this... fragile thing. I love how the skin just stretches over those bones. Like a little porcelain doll that’s terrified of breaking, yet begging for it. Just how they stretch around our cocks when we fuck them. If we bring a few more of these 'bunnies' into the mix, we could practically run a breeding colony in the penthouse.“
„Haha, a colony! I dig it,“ lachte der erste. „We could rank them. The most submissive ones get the privilege of cleaning up after us, and the ones who fight it the most... well, they just need more 'training'. These two are a good start, she knows how to handle her tools, but the real fun is seeing how far we can push the little one. He’s got that look in his eyes—that desperate, starving look for any kind of attention, even if it’s a boot on his neck.“

„True. But let’s not get too carried away with the philanthropy,“ erwiderte der andere mit einem spöttischen Unterton. „We’re here for the luxury, the sex, and the absolute silence of their wills. I don't care who they were before they entered this room. Once they're on the floor, they're just meat, stretching around my cock. Acutally, what about the after-party tomorrow? Do you think the promoter can get us that private club in the South Side? I wonder if they got something like this here aswell?“