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"Yes, well, that will suffice for now, dog." Alec sighed, letting go of Mark's penis, which started danging around for a bit, before it stopped. "This was merely a test run, to see what you are capable of" the young man explained, wiping his hand with a paper tissue, which he disposed of in a near by trash can. "Now, you're coming with me to the archive, where we will continue our business. Mind you I expect a perfect performance. Your failure to comply with my demands or instruction will ensure you a very unpleasant punishment."
He grabbed Mark's shirt, pulling him closer, until their faces touched. "You belong to me now, filth, your body, your heart, your milk, your will, everything belongs to me, and don't you dare forget that. Now, use my napkins to clean yourself up so we can go."
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