Rope cinches Zayd's limbs, suspending him like a puppet for Sebastian Kane's pleasure. Sebastian's hands, slick with lube, glide over Zayd's body, awakening every nerve ending. He grips Zayd's thick cock, pumping slowly, torturously. Zayd's breath hitches, his balls tighten, but Sebastian knows his game. He slows, then stops, leaving Zayd panting and frustrated. Sebastian chuckles, "Not yet, pet. We're just getting started."