Sweat-soaked cages grind relentless, cocks leak trapped pre-cum with every brutal step. Leaders claim holes raw, jealousy claws deep—your throat gags on Rush-thick spit, ass yields to unyielding power. No mercy, no release. Vulnerability throbs exposed, taboo chains bind you forever.
Surrender deeper into the crush.
In a scent-saturated dystopia, teen Kael's body craves enslavement. Pheromones throb flesh into slick betrayal—dread twists to dripping ache, guilt floods as euphoria surges, every leak a filthy surrender to owned bliss.
Sweat-slick cocks grind unyielding metal. Collars bite raw necks. Holes throb empty, begging unseen fingers. Power crushes your sack—raw, flattening obedience. Vulnerability leaks precum rivers, no mercy, no release. Tension coils your nuts tight, taboo heat swelling, no escape from the Boss's grip.
Surrender deeper. The web tightens.
Sweat-soaked mohawks pierce the haze, nipple rings glint like chains binding your will. Rake's heavy cock swings low, demanding your mouth—salty, throbbing, inescapable. Collar snaps cold on your neck, lockcage crushes your ache, Rush burns obedience into veins. Vulnerability throbs raw, power owns every gasp. No turning back—step into his stride.
Sweat-slick soldier skin yields to iron command. Holes wink, cocks betray, envy twists rivals into raw need. Power pins you—vulnerable, throbbing, no mercy in the Master's gaze. Shame floods hot, body leaks truth. Trapped meat, grinding dark, Master's pull seals your fall. Yield deeper.
In post-apocalyptic *Dust & Flesh*, Dust Raiders roam wastes, trading slaves, Rush-fueled gay sex, and brutal domination. Bodies are currency in a world ruled by Masters and Thralls—raw survival, shame, aggression, and unyielding hierarchies of flesh and power.
Master's gray eyes strip you bare, balls crushed in his thick grip, rage twisting to slick surrender. No mercy in his honed muscle pinning your shame—your cock betrays, hole yields, grown-man fury melts to whimpering need. Trapped in his ritual of power, vulnerability chains you deeper. Feel that pull: his hand owns your ache forever.
Virgin ex-soldier Cody and skinny horse-cocked Jax stand naked on the cold auction block. Collars bite, holes drip, cocks betray. Buyers grope, fingers plunge, whips crack. Shame and fear burn hotter than dawn. Their first day as meat begins.
One Master. Two untouched young bulls. Zero mercy.
From public inspection to private breaking, watch Roman Wolfe turn proud boys into eager, dripping property. Hard whips, harder cocks, and the slow, delicious surrender of two fresh slaves who finally understand they were born to be used.