The Master, a towering figure of authority, surveys his domain, his eyes settling on Pup Blaze and Compression Boy. "On your knees," he orders, and they comply, their bodies bare and ready. He walks around them, his boots echoing on the cold floor, his voice a deep rumble, "You will serve me, understand?" They nod, eager to please. He begins their training, guiding their hands, their mouths, teaching them the art of pleasuring each other. But he's not satisfied yet. He wants more, he wants to feel their tight, willing holes stretch around his fist. He pushes into Pup Blaze, the boy gasping, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. Compression Boy watches, his own need growing, waiting for his turn to be claimed by The Master.