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.

Pretty boy Darien Valentino is hog-tied on his back, naked but for a tiny jock, his muscles flexing and unflexing as he struggles against leather straps around his ankles, thighs, and wrists. He’s lean and boyish with a smattering of hair on his chest, but otherwise smooth and pink like a teenager. “Who owns you, boy?” Ty Roderick asks, caressing his young prize. “You do, sir!” Darien immediately responds as Ty circles him, cutting off his jock, then smacking him with a riding crop. “I’m your property, Sir,” he says, his dick hardening as his owner strokes it. He swallows a massive dildo as his throat is ruthlessly fucked. Then he’s bent over, ankles chained to wrists, his asshole quivering as he’s fucked and whipped. What a bendy little fuck slave!

Sexy, young Darien Valentino is bound to an X-cross, blindfolded, gagged, and collared, on his feet, whimpering and struggling against his bonds. Ty Roderick, rippling with muscle under his tight A-shirt and jeans, caresses his slave’s bound body, as the boy’s dick hardens, then beats him with a riding crop and flogger. The slave must count off and say “Thank you, sir,” after each lash. He stumbles over his words on the sixth blow, so the beating starts over. “Your pain is my pleasure, boy,” Ty says, lashing the youth harder. Ty then switches to a single-tail whip. He sprays Darien’s lash wounds with alcohol and flogs him again, then leaves him alone in the dungeon, on his knees, for hours.

Beautiful brunette Darien Valentino faces the wall, on his knees, as his master, Ty Roderick, admires his naked body. “Worship me!” Ty barks and Darien quickly gets to work – his ass cheeks spread, his tight hole puckering – licking his master’s boots, legs, and torso, knowing not to touch his erect cock until ordered to. “Now you can have it,” Ty says, and the twink immediately sucks his master’s balls, licks his throbbing cock, then takes the whole thing down his throat, all while fucking his own ass with a massive dildo mounted to a wooden block. Ty finally pulls out and cums all over Darien’s pretty face, leaving him dripping with cum and moaning like a freshly fucked whore.

Darien Valentino, still naked, is chained on his knees, wrists bound behind his back, struggling to free himself. “You love being a slave boy? You love being used, don’t you, boy?” Ty Roderick asks the boy. “Yes, sir!” he replies as he’s face-planted, ass in the air. Ty spanks the helpless boy and orders him to count off each blow. “Thank you, sir,” Darien announces after numbering each blow. Ty then orders the slave to tell him his deepest fantasies. “I want to be tied down and fucked by you, sir. I crave your cock inside me, sir. I need to be caged and owned like a dog, sir,” he confesses. Ty chains Darien on all fours, whips him mercilessly, then fucks his ass. “I’m just a hole,” the boy mutters, helpless and in pain.

Poor little fuck slave Darien Valentino couldn’t be more vulnerable, chained on his back, his legs forced behind his head, his plump ass fully exposed, its little rosebud quivering. “Beautiful and helpless just like I like 'em,” Ty Roderick says, slapping the boy’s tight body with a riding crop. Darien moans through his tape gag as Ty whips his feet, ass, and genitals. “Your pain is my pleasure,” Ty tells the helpless young man as he inserts five dildo balls up the boy's puckering asshole, then fucks it with a glass dildo and a relentless fuck machine that pounds the boy’s hole nonstop for hours as he whimpers in agony.

“Please, sir,” pretty boy Darien Valentino begs, chained on his feet, spreadeagled, his young muscles aching terribly. His master, Ty Roderick, finally appears but, instead of releasing him, simply removes the cage encasing his cock, which immediately hardens, more than doubling in size as Ty strokes it. “You only cum when I tell you,” Ty tells his slave, now fully erect. The tattooed stud strokes the dark-haired boy’s cock and fucks his hole with a dildo, driving him wild with desire, wanting to cum but knowing he cannot without permission. When Ty finally grants permission, Darien erupts. His reward? Being allowed to suffer alone, painfully bound, for hours.