[SNEAK PEEK]Practising the Pitch
Wolfgang and Duke get prepped for the auction.
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Practising the Pitch By Limewah Subscriber Reward for Moxas (Sep 2024) Featuring Fuze’s character SNEAK PEEK
“Now, you can see how well-trained and well sculpted our selection is. But I’d like to point out a few of our newer members. Like Duke, here!”
Wolfgang traced his finger along the metallic rim of the spider gag. Duke’s pink throat flexed, and his tongue slipped out to beckon tantalisingly to the imaginary audience.
“That’s good, kiddo.” the cream-furred, middle-aged wolf said, ruffling the grey younger wolf’s dark hair. “Love that.”
“Ah-huh,” Duke nodded, shifting a little in his leather shibari bonds, his legs squeaking against the chrome dish-shaped platform he was knelt upon.
“He’s all bound up, looking smart in his leather harness, as you can see. And he’s been conditioned to have a special… affinity for leather, let’s say. Have a look.”
He pulled up one of his trouser legs, revealing a shiny dark brown leather boot. “Down, Duke.”
Duke nodded and practically dove forward. Drool spattered and slithered down the toe of the boot even before his tongue met the texture and began to lap. The smoothness and the tang of the polish made his cock throb inside its purple silicone cage.
“Good boy!” Wolfgang cooed. “See, he’s leaking like a faucet already. He’d be at full mast if he wasn’t caged! While he’s working on that, let me tell you some of his story…”
This was a part the old wolf was well used to playing, and he could recite it without thinking.
“Duke here was just an ordinary ex-student, swimming in debt, very few prospects after washing out of the college football team. He needed a job. He needed purpose. And he found it.
Wolfgang detected a hint of annoyance in Duke’s boot-licking.
“It makes the story sound better if I gussy it up for the investors, you know that!”
“Anh.” Duke grunted like a stroppy teenager, but his licking did not stop. He was keeping up the performance. No reason to take things personally.
“You might remember his appearance on Load-Off. Or maybe not, there’ve been so many episodes, so many Load Boys who lost their livelihoods and went into sexual servitude. But he was very well looked after, and very well trained. Taking the cocks of the rich and powerful day in, day out. And he discovered he had a bit of a knack for it… Duke here realised he had a business opportunity, a unique selling point. Once he did his time, worked off his debt to the game show… he decided he’d continue down the path of sexual slavery, but as a freelancer! And that led to him being hired by us. I’m sure all of you can appreciate a young man with a business-oriented mind. And you can see how much fun he’s having…”
Duke wasn’t able to really respond, aside from grunting, slobbering and salivating. But Wolfgang knew they were on the same page.