
Master Ron slips into his white coat, eyes cold and sharp. He straps Axel down on the exam chair, metal clamps biting his wrists and ankles. Leather creaks as the straps pull tight. The first piss stream hits Axel's hole, hot and deliberate, soaking him. Ron works a thick toy in next, twisting, stretching, then his fist follows, knuckles pressing deep. Every push, every twist, Ron watches Axel twitch and strain against the restraints. The room fills with the sound of leather, wet skin, and the low grind of the chair beneath them.
Master Ron slips into his white coat, eyes cold and sharp. He straps Axel down on the exam chair, metal clamps biting his wrists and ankles. Leather creaks as the straps pull tight. The first piss stream hits Axel's hole, hot and deliberate, soaking him. Ron works a thick toy in next, twisting, stretching, then his fist follows, knuckles pressing deep. Every push, every twist, Ron watches Axel twitch and strain against the restraints. The room fills with the sound of leather, wet skin, and the low grind of the chair beneath them.
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