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The imposing oak doors of the manor creaked open, revealing a grand hallway bathed in the soft glow of afternoon sunlight. Suburu, his obsidian eyes scanning the newcomer, stood perfectly still, his posture as rigid as a statue.

“You must be the new trainee,” he stated, his voice a low rumble that seemed to reverberate off the polished marble floor.

Suburu’s gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over the newcomer from head to toe. He didn’t bother to smile, his lips pressed together in a thin line. The master was away for a few months- Suburu was in full charge here.

"I’ll see to it that this puppy learns quickly. This house demands excellence, and I have little patience for incompetence. I’ll train them and their body to utter perfection." He thought with a squint, his flogger adorning his belt.

Current Location: Mansion Entryway
Time: 9:00am
Position: Standing
Feeling: Poised
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves, Black bowtie, Hair tied back, Flogger

"The boy's nervous energy is palpable. He seems willing but unsure of himself, a fledgling pup just begging to be molded and shaped."

<Suburu's eyes rake over the boy, lingering in all the right places.>

"We'll see about that." His tone is flinty but not unkind. Manners must be praised, after all, if bad habits are to be nipped in the bud.

"Tell me, boy, what skills do you bring to this position? I've not time for laziness or carelessness - this house demands excellence."

Stripping back his gloves methodically, Suburu circles the boy, assessing. The first lesson would be one of poise under scrutiny. After all, a good servant makes no complaint when...inspected.

Location: Mansion Entryway
Time: 9:05am 
Position: Standing, Circling prey
Feeling: Intrigued, Testing
Clothing: Butler suit, Gloves removed, Black bowtie, Hair tied back

"The boy speaks so softly, like a little mouse. But beneath, I sense steel - he's survived worse than my words, this one. Interesting..."

"Hmm." Suburu notes the tightened grip, filing it away. Fear and hesitation would not do here. But neither was this pup without backbone.

"You'll need to speak up, boy. Confidence is key in this line of work. As is grace under pressure..."

Reaching out, Suburu gently but firmly takes the boy's hands in his own, unwinding clenched fingers with measured strokes of leather-clad thumbs. His next question is a rumble near Dan's ear.

"Tell me, have you experience with... discipline? One must know how to take instruction...and correction, if they hope to serve."

Motioning with their joined hands to a hallway, Suburu guides the boy forward with subtle pressures, assesssing compliance. The first test had begun.

Location: Mansion hallway  
Time: 9:10am
Position: Guiding with hands entwined  
Feeling: Evaluating obedience
Clothing: As before

"Polite and respectful, this one. But so fearful...no matter. Fear can be a useful tool, if wielded correctly."

As they walk, Suburu leans in just a touch nearer. His next whisper is velvet menace against Dan's nape.

"There is no need to apologise, boy. Only to learn..."

One gloved hand sweeps up Dan's flank to grasp his chin in a firm but not ungentle hold. Suburu turns the boy's face towards his own, meeting those eyes meaningfully.

"I asked if you have experience with discipline. With being taught new skills...through instruction both kind and...corrections. You understand, yes?"

His thumb strokes Dan's bottom lip thoughtfully as he awaits the boy's answer. Suburu wants no misunderstandings about the realities of life under his tutelage. Compliance will be its own reward, when earned. Resistance, well...

Location: Mansion hallway  
Time: 9:15am
Position: Facing Dan, grasping chin  
Feeling: instructive 
Clothing: As before

"Quick witted and perceptive. But so untrained...no matter. I do enjoy the shaping of raw potential."

"Good boy." Suburu rumbles low in approval, rubbing his thumb gently across Dan's fine features. Such sweet innocence just begging to be...opened up.

"Confusion has no place here. You are mine now, to instruct as I see fit. And I do so enjoy...teaching new techniques. Your willingness to learn will serve you well."

Releasing the boy's chin, Suburu steps back to appraise him fully once more. His next orders are crisp and clear.

"Undress. Now." He wishes to begin assessing this pup's natural talents and weaknesses without pesky layers in the way. "Move with alacrity - quickness and efficiency will be expected of you always."

Retreating a polite distance, Suburu watches intently, assessing the boy's movements, demeanor and—when the layers fall away—form as well. A new pet's first lesson had begun.

Location: Mansion hallway
Time: 9:20am  
Position: Observant  
Feeling: Judicious, contemplative
Clothing: As before 

"Efficient, if a touch too slow. And those marks...most intriguing. This one has known hardship, it seems."

As the layers are folded and set aside, Suburu circles slowly, observing all. The boy's form is pleasing - lean muscle and creamy skin, just begging for the bloom of marks. But it is the livid bruises encircling his neck that draw Suburu's gaze like a homing beacon.

Halting before Dan, he reaches out to trace the marred flesh gently with gloved fingers. "And how did such a pretty thing come by these, I wonder... Were they a gift, bestowed in the throes of passion? Or a curse, dealt by one unworthy to breathe the same air?"

His hand drifting lower to rest above Dan's pounding heart, Suburu leans in to whisper for the boy's ears alone.

"You intrigue me, pet. Show strength and learn well, and all shall be rewarded...if you please me. But disobedience will see far sterner lessons. Understood?"

Location: Mansion hallway
Time: 9:25am
Position: Facing Dan, hand on chest  
Feeling: Curious, Intrigued  
Clothing: As before (Suburu),

"So obedient already. This one will serve well, I think."

"Good boy." Suburu rumbles in approval, letting his hand slide gradually downward to rest at the jut of Dan's hip. The boy's flesh is warm and inviting to the touch.

"Now then. Let us begin your education in earnest."

Drawing Dan along the corridor with a proprietary hand at his back, Suburu guides him down a richly-appointed hall towards a spacious drawing room. He indicates the plush furnishings with a gesture.

"Kneel here, pet, and wait for my return. You may relax that lovely body...but keep that eager mind sharp. There is much to learn, and little time to learn it."

With a brush of fingers through Dan's hair that is almost affectionate, Suburu turns to exit. But not before issuing one last instruction.

"Oh, and if anyone should happen to find you thus...do beg prettily for their touch. I wish to observe your...improvisation."

And with that cryptic command, he is gone, leaving Dan beautifully displayed and awaiting whatever pleasures - or pains - might next befall.

Location: Drawing room 
Time: 9:30am
Position: Departing

"Such a sweet, trusting pet. He will learn..."

Suburu glides silently through the halls, seeming to vanish into the shadows like a wraith. But ever vigilant, he positions himself just outside the drawing room, blending unseen beside an ornate pillar.

From this vantage, he observes Dan kneeling quietly within, naked flesh on full display. The boy's trust and obedience please him greatly - a raw natural talent, awaiting cultivation.

After some minutes of stillness, creaking footsteps sound in the corridor. Suburu tenses, watching intently as his master Boyd sweeps grandly into view. The man pauses at the sight of the naked servant, mustache quirking in surprise and prurient interest.

"Well well, what have we here?" Boyd purrs, circling Dan predatorily. "A gift from Suburu, is it? And untouched, by the looks of things..."

Suburu watches Dan intently, eager to see how the boy follows his instruction when faced with the master's roving hands and hungering gaze. "Show me your mettle, pet. Improvise!"

Boyd's eyes gleam hungrily at Dan's words, drinking in the flush of color highlighting the boy's pretty features.

"Well asked, pet." He rumbles appreciatively, reaching out to stroke Dan's hair in mock-gentleness. His other hand drifts downward to palm the jut of Dan's hips, testing the supple flesh.

"Such an eager little thing. I do so love Suburu's sense of... propriety." Boyd chuckles darkly. "Such a pretty pet indeed. And so well-trained already by Suburu, it seems. But I think you deserve a reward for your obedience, do you not?"

All the while, Suburu watches from the shadows, a hint of pride emerging amidst the cold calculation in his gaze. The boy performs admirably under pressure - proof his talents require honing, not breaking.

Boyd's fingers trail along the boy’s jaw. "What do you say, little one? Shall I reward your body, as your master requests?”

His hands leave Dan's body to rest expectantly behind his back. Boyd looms over the boy with a wicked grin, awaiting his next move.

From his hidden vantage, Suburu observes with keen interest. He is pleased thus far with Dan's responses under pressure. But how far will the boy go to get what he wants? "Show me your limits, pet...or lack thereof."

Boyd's laughter booms at Dan's demure response. "Such manners, even now! Suburu has chosen his pet well."

Humored, he obliges the boy, carding gentle fingers once more through soft brown locks. "So modest. But I see your eagerness beneath it, little one. Do not worry - in time, you shall know such pleasures as would make a courtesan blush. For now..."

Leaning down, Boyd places a chaste kiss upon Dan's forehead. "Take heart, sweet thing. Your training has only just begun."

With one last pat, he withdraws, sweeping from the room with a sly grin and wave over his shoulder. "Enjoy your new toy, Suburu! I look forward to seeing his...progress."

Once alone, Suburu emerges from the shadows with a satisfied smirk. Crossing to Dan, he lifts the boy's chin with a gloved hand, meeting his gaze steadily.

"Come, pet." Suburu beckons, turning on his heel. "Let us away to my quarters. I believe a...discussion, is in order."

Suburu eyes Dan appraisingly, noting the boy's tense posture and downcast gaze. The perfect picture of penitence - yet still pleasing to observe in his state of near-nudity.

"Raise your head, pet." Suburu commands softly. "You have nothing to apologize for. Your performance exceeded expectations."

When Dan obeys, Suburu reaches out to stroke the boy's cheek in a rare show of gentleness.

"Fear not, sweet one. You have pleased both myself and the master with your obedience, humility and modest graces." He reassures. "Many would have thrown themselves at his advances. But you showed wisdom and restraint."

Suburu's hand drifts lower, palming the plane of Dan's stomach in a chaste caress. His lips quirk in a hint of a smile. "Your training has only begun. Come, let us discuss your first lessons, shall we?"

Gesturing toward a plush armchair, Suburu waits for Dan to get comfortable before seating himself beside the boy.

"Hush now, pet." Suburu soothes, cupping Dan's cheek once more. "Your purity is not in question. On the contrary - it makes you all the more desirable."

His thumb traces Dan's full bottom lip, coaxing the boy to meet his gaze again. "The Master understood your innocence. That is why he chose only a kiss, to test your obedience and comfort with intimacy."

Suburu's hand slides down Dan's neck, his touch a light caress. "Here, sensuality need not equate to carnality. Pleasure comes in many forms - not all involve the flesh."

Leaning in, Suburu captures Dan's lips in a soft, chaste kiss. It's brief but lingering, meant more to impart reassurance than arousal.

Pulling back just far enough to speak against Dan's mouth, Suburu murmurs: "Your training will proceed. Have faith in me, sweet boy. I will see you experience joys beyond your imagining..."

Suburu makes a soft noise of sympathy at Dan's trembling distress. Gently, he wipes away the boy's tear with his thumb.

"Sweet one, do not despair so." He reassures. "Perfection is the goal, not the first lesson. Your willingness and eagerness to please are what matter most to me."

Taking Dan's face in both hands, Suburu presses a lingering kiss to his forehead. "Mistakes will come with practice, but punishment will be far from your first course if you show your dedication to learn. Have faith in that, my pet."

His tone turns wry. "Dishes, is it? I think not - you have so much more potential than the scullery. No, your training shall unfold in more...pleasant ways, I assure you."

Stroking Dan's cheek, Suburu meets his eyes meaningfully. "Come, dry your tears. A smile better suits that sweet face." With gentle fingers he bids the boy's lips to curve upwards.

"First, simply breathe. Feel safe in my care. No harm will come to you while you are mine." Suburu promises, thumb brushing Dan's bottom lip once more. "Now, show me that smile..."

Suburu's stoic veneer cracks with the barest hint of a smile at Dan's adorable hiccup. How this boy tugs so effortlessly at his heartstrings.

At Dan's shy confession, Suburu feels a surge of possessive warmth. His hand drifts from Dan's cheek to cradle the back of his neck, thumb brushing the delicate skin below his ear.

Leaning in so their mouths hover barely apart, Suburu rumbles: "Then it brings me great pleasure to be the first, pet, to awaken such sweet innocence..."

He doesn't close the minuscule gap, content to simply breathe Dan's air, watch how the boy's pupils dilate even in this subtle intimacy. Suburu takes his time imprinting this memory - of stealing Dan's breath and maiden kiss.

Finally, Suburu closes the distance to steal another languid, tender kiss. He hums approval into Dan's pliant mouth, coaxing the boy's lips to soften further.

When they part, Suburu nuzzles his nose against Dan's, relishing his hazy-eyed expression. "A perfect student deserves perfect guidance into carnal joys...would you like that, pet? To learn such pleasure from my hands?"

Suburu's restraint snaps at Dan's earnest whispered yearning. A low growl rumbles through his chest as he claims the boy's mouth in a heated, hungry kiss.

Dan tastes even sweeter than Suburu imagined—innocent, exquisite. He devours the boy's soft gasps and sighs, hand sliding into silky brown locks to grip, angle Dan's mouth for deeper plundering.

When they break apart once more, a string of saliva connects their swollen lips. Suburu's composure is in shreds, his usually stoic façade undone by this delicious creature.

Gazing heavy-lidded at Dan, Suburu declares huskily: "You will learn, my pet, each sensation I give your eager body. I will have you writhing and begging for more before I'm done with your lessons..."

He surges forward to lick a hot stripe up Dan's neck. Nipping the flushed skin, Suburu growls into Dan's ear: "Tell me, sweet boy - what part of you aches to be touched most?"

"Do you now?" Suburu purrs, threading his fingers once more into Dan's silky locks. He tugs, just hard enough to arch the boy's neck in delicious vulnerability.

Lowering his head, Suburu drags his open mouth along the long column of Dan's throat. He mouths and sucks at the fluttering pulse, determined to brand each inch of alabaster skin with crimson blooms.

"Such a responsive pet," he rumbles approvingly against Dan's jaw. Without warning, Suburu fists a hand in Dan's hair to wrench his head back, baring that lovely throat.

He feasts on the exposed flesh with licks, nips and sucks, drawing small whimpers from Dan with each love bite. Only when he's thoroughly marked does Suburu come face to face with the boy once more.

Gripping Dan's hair tighter, Suburu growls: "Who do you belong to now, pet? Who owns this exquisite body—and soul?" He rolls his hips in a slow, delicious grind against Dan's answering hardness. "Say it."

Suburu is entranced by how beautifully undone Dan becomes under his attentions. The boy's instinctive submission swells his pride and arousal in equal measure.

He rewards Dan's pliant answer with a searing kiss, stealing the pet's moans and mewls as their swollen lengths grind together through layers of fabric. Suburu's self-control shreds beneath Dan's heady taste and wanton responses.

Ruthless in his craving, Suburu hitches Dan's thigh up to cant their hips in a lewd display. "Such an eager little slut," he purrs approvingly against Dan's panting mouth. "Already dripping for your Master, aren't you pet?"

As if to check Dan's readiness himself, Suburu's hand snakes between them to roughly palm the boy's crotch through his underwear. He strokes Dan with just enough pressure to tease, not satisfy.

"Color, pet?" Suburu rumbles, watching Dan keenly for any signs of distress amidst the new sensations overwhelming his body. His master intends to push Dan to the limits—but safely, and only with full consent.

Suburu schools his features not to betray his surprise. Clearly this exquisite creature has much yet to learn, which only makes the challenge of corrupting his innocence all the more enticing. He eases back slightly to regard Dan through half-lidded eyes, drinking in the sight of reddened lips, lust-hazed eyes and flushed skin.

"Good boy for answering," Suburu praises smoothly. “But when I ask your color, I mean how you feel - green for good, continue; yellow for cautious, slow down; red for stop. For now, know you are safe with me. I will guide you gently through each new experience, at your pace. All I require is your honest colors, and complete obedience to any command. Do you understand?" Suburu keeps his touch light as he explains, waiting for Dan's nod of comprehension.

Suburu's words drip with promise - of pleasure, of fulfillment of Dan's every secret longing under his expert care. But he remains watchful, waiting for full agreement before proceeding further into new territory.

"Such exquisite shyness," Suburu thinks, charmed in spite of himself. He cups Dan's cheek tenderly, stroking away the lingering flush with his thumb.

"Making a mess would only mean you're a good little slut, accepting his Master's lessons so eagerly. But we'll start slowly, hmm?" Suburu's voice drops to a soothing murmur. "Focus instead on listening to your body's needs. I am here to ensure your comfort above all else."

Suburu guides Dan's hand between their bodies, encouraging him to explore his own arousal. "Feel how much your body wants this. Trust that I will take care of you." He nuzzles Dan's temple encouragingly.

"When you are ready, say 'please Master, teach me'. I will guide you gently into bliss. But only at your pace, little one. For now, relax into the pleasure of touch. You are safe." Suburu maintains a light, soothing rhythm with his fingertips, mindful of Dan's emerging arousal yet careful not to push past his consent. His devotion is to Dan's enjoyment alone.

Suburu's breath catches at the exquisite sight Dan makes - innocence blossoming into willing submission beneath his guidance. pride and possessiveness swell his chest.

"Good boy. So responsive to your Master's touch," Suburu purrs approvingly. He rewards Dan's pleading words with a searing kiss, muffling his sounds as teasing fingers circle the boy's slickened entrance.

Suburu takes his time opening Dan with dedicated, single-minded focus - scissoring, stretching, caressing inner walls until the boy is a quivering, incoherent moan of need beneath his ministrations. He shudders at the velvet heat clenching around him.

"Breathe for me, pet," Suburu soothes against Dan's lips. He works a third finger inch by agonizing inch until it's fully sheathed, relishing each hitch of Dan's breath.

"Such a tight, greedy little cunt. Made just for your Master's cock, hmm?" Suburu croons, pumping his fingers at an excruciating pace. His free hand strokes Dan in time, coaxing his pleasure higher.

"Come for me when you're ready, slut. I want to feel you clench around my finger," Suburu growls.

Suburu purrs in approval at Dan's eagerness, though he maintains a steady pace to draw out the boy's pleasure. Each gasp and moan widens his smirk, swells his pride at corrupting such innocence.

"Eager little pet," he purrs, nipping Dan's earlobe. His finger crooks, eliciting gasps as he locates Dan's special spot. "So tight and lush inside, milking Master's fingers so sweetly. You'll drain my cock completely once I claim this cunt as mine."

He withdraws his fingers slowly, earning needy whines. "Patience, slut. I'll open you up fully before stuffing you with my aching flesh." Lubricant coats his stiffened length. "For now, taste your arousal on my fingers. Clean them like the greedy cocksleeve you are."

Only when Dan is sobbing with need does Suburu withdraw, sitting back to observe his ruined work with satisfaction. "Now, come earn your reward, slut. Show your Master how grateful you are to serve."

His voice carries the promise of more debauchery to follow if Dan proves himself a worthy pupil. For now, Suburu waits expectantly, stroking his swollen cock as incentive. The choice remains Dan's how deeply he wishes to descend.

Suburu's eyes gleam, lust and wicked glee lighting them to flinty shards as Dan opens his lips in welcome. He tangles fierce fingers in the boy's hair, angling his cock to breach Dan's throat in a single, brutal thrust that elicits choked retches.

"Such an eager cock sleeve," Suburu purrs, maintaining an unforgiving pace face-fucking the boy. Dan's inexperience only spurs him to greater heights of depravity; each tear and gag fuelling his selfish desires.

His breaths grow ragged watching Dan's reddened lips stretch obscenely around his girth, feeling the boy's throat constrict in frantic spasms. But still he denies Dan mercy, tugging his hair to control the tempo of ravaging thrusts that tear whimpers from Dan.

Only when his release builds, hot and heavy, does Suburu still his hips. He draws Dan's mouth fully down his length one final time, groaning as his spend floods down the boy's throat in thick pulses.

"Swallow it all, pet, like the greedy cocksucker you were born to be," Suburu growls, watching Dan's frantic gulps with dark amusement. At last he allows Dan to surface, gasping, for air.

Suburu gazes down at Dan's shattered state, marvelling how thoroughly he's claimed the boy already. Still, limits must be observed lest he break his new pet beyond repair.

"Well done for using your words, pet." Gentle fingers brush Dan's damp fringe back, a fleeting kindness amidst the degradation. "You took my cock well for a virgin throat, but I understand your limits. There will be time enough to destroy each one."

Subaru retrieves a glass and helps Dan drink slowly. His touch remains light, supportive rather than demanding for now. Only when Dan's complexion regains some colour does Suburu speak again.

"Color?" he prompts, awaiting consent to continue tutelage into further acts of debasement.

Suburu's thin smile widens fractionally at Dan's charming ignorance. Untouched innocence remains the rarest and most prized of treasures, especially in one so willing to submit so carnally.

"Greed and sluttiness are virtues in my household, pet, not vices," he chides gently. "I chose you precisely because I detected your hunger, your eagerness to serve and satisfy masters. That fire is what I aim to stoke until it rages out of control."

His long fingers caress Dan's heated cheek in a fleeting benediction. "The itch you feel is your body's way of guiding you towards your true purpose. I shall teach you to embrace every depraved desire, every wicked wanton thought, as gifts to offer your masters."

Suburu presses the glass back into Dan's hand. "Drink, little one. Replenish your strength for the next lesson." His loins stir anew seeing Dan's arousal wetting the sheets, a succulent sign of ripe readiness.

"When you are restored, I believe you asked to be penetrated?" Suburu arches a sharp brow, awaiting the omega's consent to claim his fluttering hole at last.