
House Rules - Chapter 1
House Rules - Chapter 1
Darien Valentino, Ty Roderick
Darien may wear Ty’s collar, but he hasn’t earned the right to call the House his. This first lesson is simple: obey or suffer. Ty circles him like a handler breaking in a new pet—correcting posture, striking when he hesitates, forcing every word and motion into submission. The drills come hard and fast: kneel, crawl, present, hold still. Each mistake brings the crop; each success only the privilege to keep trying. By the end, Darien is hog-tied, dripping with sweat, stripped of pride, and whispering the only truth that matters: he is Ty’s to command.

Darien thought the hard part was over. He survived the interview — the tests, the torment, the final collaring that marked him as owned. But the truth is, that was just the beginning.
Now collared and claimed, the boy begins his real training: a brutal, beautiful education in what it means to serve. In Master Ty’s dungeon, there are no safewords, no shortcuts — only rules. And each rule must be learned the hard way. Obedience. Patience. Pain. Service. Humiliation. Worship. Control. Ownership.
Every lesson is drilled into Darien’s body through tight restraints, relentless teasing, ruthless punishment, and merciless use. He’s gagged. Plugged. Flogged. Denied. Displayed. But with each aching surrender, the boy grows more devoted, more desperate to please — because here, pleasure is earned, and pride is stripped away like his clothes.
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Darien may wear Ty’s collar, but he hasn’t earned the right to call the House his. This first lesson is simple: obey or suffer. Ty circles him like a handler breaking in a new pet—correcting posture, striking when he hesitates, forcing every word and motion into submission. The drills come hard and fast: kneel, crawl, present, hold still. Each mistake brings the crop; each success only the privilege to keep trying. By the end, Darien is hog-tied, dripping with sweat, stripped of pride, and whispering the only truth that matters: he is Ty’s to command.