Boy for Sale – The Boy Tom Chapter 15 – The Prize with Master Armstrong
I watched my boy crawl up to me on hands and knees, well-trained and knowledgeable about how to serve his masters. It put a smile on my face to imagine all the men who must have come before me who had helped to discipline him to be so attentive. How fortunate was I to get to reap the rewards of their labors? All I had to do was sit back, relax, and watch as my sweet, baby-faced boy lived up to his duties as a slave… He took off my clothes, carefully and attentively folding them as he placed them...