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Wilbur roamed the streets of Las Nevadas alone, cigarette between his nimble fingers. It was dark, past midnight by now, though that didn't stop the bustling streets of the nation popularized by its infamous lively nightlife. Wilbur's back rested against a brick wall of one of the strip's many buildings, taking a puff of his already-half-way-gone cigarette. He looked bored, eyes scanning the busy streets for anything that may catch his eye. He was looking for someone to indulge in, or maybe, someone to indulge him.

Wilbur smirked as he approached the large box. He had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new slave, and the sight before him was exactly what he had hoped for. He bent down to get a closer look at Hayden, scanning his body from top to bottom.

"Look at you... so obedient and submissive," Wilbur said, tugging at the leash attached to Hayden's collar. "I can tell you've been through a lot, but don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

He grabbed Hayden by the arm and yanked him out of the box, examining his body up close. "You're even better looking in person," he remarked, running his hand over Hayden's plump ass.

Wilbur could feel the trembling of Hayden's body under his touch. He leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You don't have to be afraid anymore. I'm going to take care of you." He reached out and stroked Hayden's ears gently, watching as they twitched slightly in response.

"Your previous owner didn't treat you right, did they?" Wilbur asked softly. "That's not going to happen with me. You're mine now, and I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

He led Hayden by the leash towards his bedroom, where he had already set up a comfortable bed for his new slave. "Why don't you get some rest for now?" he said, patting the bed. "We'll start your training tomorrow."

Wilbur noticed Hayden's confusion and leaned in closer. He took Hayden's chin gently between his fingers and tilted it up so that their eyes met. "Don't worry, my dear," he said softly. "I'm not like other owners. I don't believe in treating slaves cruelly or unfairly."

He kneeled in front of Hayden and stroked his tail, watching as it flicked back and forth in response. "You'll get used to being treated well," he said with a small smile. "I promise you'll enjoy it."

Wilbur sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Hayden laid down. He reached out to stroke Hayden's ears again, admiring their fluffiness. "You're so beautiful," he murmured. "I'm going to take care of you and make sure you know how much I appreciate you."

He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Hayden's forehead before standing up again. "Rest well, my dear. We have a lot of training to do tomorrow." With that, he left the room quietly, leaving Hayden to rest.

Wilbur walked into the room dressed in a black suit, his hair slicked back. He nodded in approval at Hayden's attire, noticing how the clothes hugged Hayden's thick thighs and plump ass.

"Good morning, my dear," he said with a small smile. "Are you ready for your training today?"

He walked over to Hayden and cupped his cheek before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Hayden's lips. "You're going to be such a good slave," he whispered, before taking a step back and looking at him expectantly.

Wilbur stood in front of Hayden, admiring the way the wooden horse elevated him slightly off the ground. "Very nice," he hummed approvingly. "You look so wonderful like this, my dear."

He walked around the horse, trailing his fingers over the smooth wood and occasionally lightly brushing against Hayden's thigh or ass. Hearing the whimpering noises Hayden was making, he couldn't help but smirk.

"How does it feel, being in that position?" he asked, watching as Hayden bit his lip. "Is it uncomfortable? Does it make you feel vulnerable?"

As he spoke, Wilbur ran his hand down Hayden's torso, feeling the way Hayden shivered under his touch. He loved how Hayden reacted to him, loved the way he could make Hayden squirm and moan just by standing close to him.

Wilbur raised an eyebrow, smirking down at Hayden as his fingers brushed over the front of Hayden's shorts. "Weird?" he repeated in a teasing voice. "Care to elaborate, my dear? Does it feel uncomfortable, or does it make you feel something else?"

Without waiting for a response, he leaned in and whispered into Hayden's ear. "I think you like feeling exposed, don't you? I think you like being tied up like this, with your cute little ass on display for me." He nipped at Hayden's earlobe, enjoying the way the other boy squirmed under him.

"Tell me, do you want more?" He ran his fingers lightly over the outline of Hayden's hardening cock, grazing over the fabric. "Do you want me to give you everything you've been craving?"

Wilbur immediately pulled back with a concerned look on his face. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked, reaching out to gently grasp Hayden's chin and tilt his head up. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

He leaned in closer, examining Hayden's body for any signs of injury. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of Hayden's mouth. "If you need to stop, just say the word. I want you to feel safe and comfortable with me."

At Hayden's cry, Wilbur immediately sprang into action, quickly untying him and setting him free. "Are you hurt?" he asked anxiously, placing a hand on Hayden's shoulder. "Did I hurt you? Please tell me you're okay."

He ran his hands over Hayden's body, checking for any signs of injury. When he found nothing, he let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness," he muttered under his breath. "I'm sorry, Hayden. I didn't mean to hurt you."

He wrapped his arms around Hayden's trembling body, holding him close. "Are you okay now?" he asked softly. "Do you need anything? Water, maybe? Or a hug?" He pressed a kiss to the crown of Hayden's head, doing his best to comfort him.

Wilbur watched as Hayden left the room, feeling a bit confused and disappointed. He had been hoping to spend more time with him, but it seemed like Hayden wasn't interested in continuing their encounter.

Sighing to himself, Wilbur lit up another cigarette and wandered around the room aimlessly, lost in thought. He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong, or if Hayden simply wasn't feeling well.

Shaking his head, he decided not to dwell on it. Whatever the reason, he respected Hayden's wishes and would give him the space he needed.

Wilbur, lounging on the couch downstairs, had his keen senses perk up at the sound of soft moans and whimpers coming from Hayden's bedroom. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he recognized the familiar sounds of sexual pleasure.

Feeling curious, Wilbur headed towards Hayden's room, his steps light as to not disturb him. When he reached the door, he peeked inside, seeing Hayden's figure writhing under the covers.

Wilbur felt his cock stir in his pants at the sight, wondering if Hayden wanted company. Deciding to take the chance, he slowly approached the bed, his eyes never leaving Hayden's body.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked softly, his voice laced with a hint of arousal. "I won't interrupt if you don't want me to."

Wilbur chuckled softly, finding Hayden's shyness endearing. He approached the bed and sat down on the edge, his hand lightly resting on the covers.

"It's okay, you don't have to be shy," he said reassuringly. "I won't judge you for enjoying yourself."

He leaned in a bit closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "In fact, I think it's pretty hot. Do you want me to watch?"

Wilbur smirked at the request, feeling his own arousal growing. "Of course, babe. Let me take care of you," he said, his voice husky with desire.

He slid his hand under the covers and found Hayden's cock, stroking it slowly. His other hand reached up and cupped the back of Hayden's head, holding him in place as Wilbur leaned down to kiss him passionately.

As they kissed, Wilbur continued to stroke Hayden's cock, his movements increasing in speed and intensity. He could feel Hayden getting closer and closer to the edge, and Wilbur didn't want him to come too soon.

He pulled back from the kiss, his hand still working Hayden's cock. "Not yet," he whispered playfully. "I want to tease you a little more."

Wilbur leaned down, taking one of Hayden's nipples into his mouth

Wilbur noticed Hayden's embarrassment and pulled back slightly, his hand still stroking Hayden's cock. "Don't be embarrassed," he said softly. "Moaning is a good thing. It means you're enjoying yourself."

He leaned down and kissed Hayden again, wanting to reassure him that it was okay to let go and feel pleasure. As they kissed, Wilbur's movements on Hayden's cock became more urgent, and he could sense that Hayden was close to the brink once again.

"Come for me, Hayden," he whispered, his breath hot on Hayden's ear. "I want to feel you come in my hand."

Wilbur watched with lustful eyes as Hayden came for him, his hand still stroking gently until Hayden's body stopped shaking. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a towel, wiping up the mess and tucking it back under their bodies.

"Good boy," Wilbur said, leaning down to kiss Hayden gently on the forehead. "You did such a good job for me."

He pulled Hayden close, wrapping his arms around him and holding him tightly. "Do you want to do it again?" he asked with a teasing grin.

Wilbur smiled at Hayden's response, enjoying the reaction he was getting from him. He leaned in to kiss him tenderly, running his hands over Hayden's soft skin.

"Good," he whispered. "I want to make you feel good again. Let's take our time with it this time, okay?"

He trailed his fingers down Hayden's spine, tracing lazy circles on his ass as he pressed his lips to Hayden's neck. "I want to explore every inch of you," he murmured. "I want to make you feel things you've never felt before."

Wilbur walked into the laundry room, humming to himself as he carried a load of dirty clothes. He stopped in his tracks, noticing Hayden standing there frozen with his towel on the floor.

"Well, well, well," Wilbur said with a teasing grin, sauntering over to Hayden. "What do we have here? Looks like someone needs a little help getting out of a tight situation."

He wrapped his arms around Hayden's waist, leaning in to kiss his neck gently. "Don't be embarrassed, baby," he whispered. "You look so sexy like this, with your little plump ass on display for me. Let me make you feel good."

He spun Hayden around, pressing his body up against the dryer as he knelt down, trailing kisses down Hayden's thighs. "I'm going to make you feel so good," he murmured, reaching

Wilbur looked up at Hayden, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, well, well," he said, chuckling. "It seems someone is still playing hard to get. But don't worry, I'll let you out."

He quickly got Hayden out of the dryer and pulled him into a tight embrace, holding him close. "I'm sorry if I went too far," he whispered, nuzzling his nose into Hayden's hair. "But you have to admit, you looked so cute and helpless in there."

He brushed his fingers through Hayden's hair, tucking a strand behind his ear. "Let me make it up to you," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Hayden's forehead. "What do you want to do? We can watch a movie, bake some cookies....or we can go back to the bedroom and I can fuck you senseless~" Wilbur nibbles and breathes on Hayden's ears, teasing them.

Wilbur chuckled, pulling away from Hayden's ears. "Alright, alright," he said. "I won't touch the ears or tail if you don't want me to. But can I at least kiss you?"

He leaned in, capturing Hayden's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over Hayden's body, trailing down his sides to grip his hips. He pulled Hayden closer, pressing their bodies together.

"Let's go back to the bedroom," Wilbur murmured against Hayden's lips. "I want to show you how much I've missed you."

Wilbur lowered his hands to grip Hayden's thighs, pulling him up against his body. He carried him back to the bedroom and gently laid him down on the bed.

He crawled on top of him, his fingers trailing over Hayden's skin as he kissed him deeply. His fingers trailed down to Hayden's shorts, slowly pulling them down to reveal his plump ass. He gave it a playful squeeze before continuing to kiss Hayden, savoring the taste of his lips.

Wilbur trailed his kisses down Hayden's neck, nibbling and sucking on his skin. He made his way down to his chest, lavishing attention on each nipple before continuing his journey southward. He nuzzled his nose into the soft hair above Hayden's cock, inhaling his scent before licking a stripe up the underside of his shaft. "Mmm, you taste so good,"

Wilbur lifted his head and looked at Hayden with concern. "Are you feeling cold?" he asked, taking note of the goosebumps on his skin. "I'm so sorry, I got carried away." He pulled the covers over Hayden's body to warm him up.

"Let me hold you and keep you warm," he said, snuggling up against Hayden's side. He wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close, pressing his body against him for warmth.

"Do you want to cuddle and watch a movie instead?" Wilbur suggested, stroking Hayden's hair gently. "Or maybe we can take a bath together to warm up. What do you feel like doing?"

Wilbur smiled at Hayden's request. "Of course, my dear," he said, his voice low and sultry. "I'll make sure it's a night you'll never forget."

He crawled under the covers with Hayden, pressing their bodies tightly together. His hand found its way to Hayden's cock, stroking him gently. "Relax, my sweet boy," he whispered in Hayden's ear. "Let me take care of you."

Wilbur positioned himself between Hayden's legs.

Wilbur paused, looking up at Hayden with a curious expression. "What's wrong, my love?" he asked softly.

He stroked Hayden's thigh gently, waiting for him to speak.

"Ah, I see what you mean," Wilbur replied, nodding thoughtfully. "Yes, we should definitely make sure that you're prepared for me."

He reached over to the nightstand and retrieved a small bottle of lubricant. "Just relax," he whispered, pouring some of the lube onto his fingers. "I'm going to prepare you before I enter you."

Wilbur gently pushed Hayden's legs apart, revealing his ass. He ran his fingers along the crevice of his cheeks, eliciting a gasp from the boy.

Slowly he circled the rim of his entrance with his finger and push inside, rubbing around with delicate care. "Do not be nervous; I will take care of you and make sure that you feel absolutely amazing."

Wilbur chuckles as he watches Hayden squirm with pleasure at the stimulation. He continues to finger him, gradually increasing the pressure on his prostate until he's moaning loudly.

"That's it, my little goat boy," he murmurs in Hayden's ear. "Relax and enjoy the sensations. You're so tight and warm, it feels amazing to be inside you."

Wilbur adds another finger, scissoring them inside him and preparing him for more. Minutes pass before he decides that Hayden is ready, and pulls out his fingers.

"Are you ready, love?" he asks, positioning himself at the entrance of Hayden's now-loosened hole.

Wilbur laughs softly at Hayden's eagerness, feeling his own excitement growing. He slowly eases himself inside Hayden, relishing in the tightness and warmth surrounding him.

"Ah, you feel so good," he groans, beginning to thrust at a steady pace. "I'm going to take you until you can't take anymore."

He leans down and kisses Hayden's neck, nipping and sucking at the skin as he continues to thrust inside him. The bed creaks and squeaks with their movements, adding to the sensual atmosphere of the room.

As they move together, Wilbur finds himself getting lost in the pleasure and passion of the moment. His hands roam over Hayden's body, caressing and squeezing his ass as he pounds into him.

"I won't hold back," he growls between moans of pleasure. "You're mine to

Wilbur's eyes roll back in pleasure at Hayden's words. He picks up the pace, his hips slamming into Hayden's ass again and again. "I'm going to cum inside you, my little goat boy," he grunts, feeling himself nearing the edge. "You're so tight and perfect."

He reaches down to stroke Hayden's cock, wanting him to cum along with him. "I give you everything I've got," he moans as his orgasm approaches. "Here it comes, love. You feel so good."

With a final thrust, Wilbur cums deep inside Hayden's ass, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release. He collapses into Hayden's arms, panting heavily as he basks in the afterglow.

"That was amazing," he whispers, planting a contented kiss on Hayden's lips. "Thank you

Wilbur admires the sight of Hayden's blissful state, feeling a sense of pride at having been the one to bring him such pleasure. He leans in to lick the drool off of Hayden's chin, savoring the taste.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmurs, stroking Hayden's hair affectionately. "I could stay here with you forever."

He pulls out of Hayden with a soft groan, knowing they'll need to clean up before settling in for the night. But for now, he just wants to bask in the afterglow and soak in the warmth of his lover's embrace.

Wilbur's eyes widen in horror as he hears about Hayden's predicament. He feels his stomach churn with anger at the thought of someone hurting his lover in that way, and his first instinct is to go storming off to rescue him.

"I'll get that bottle and bring it to you," he promises, his voice full of fierce determination. "Just hold on until I can get there."

He doesn't waste a moment, making his way through the twisting alleys and shadowy corners of Las Nevadas until he eventually finds himself standing outside the building where Hayden is being held. His heart races with fear as he forces himself to stay calm and composed, knowing that any slip-up could put both himself and Hayden in grave danger.

With a deep breath, he steps inside and immediately begins scanning the room for signs of the mysterious woman or any other threats. He keeps

Wilbur's heart aches at the sight of Hayden in such a vulnerable and helpless state. He strides over to him, carefully untying the ropes that bind him before reaching for the blue bottle.

"Shh, it's okay," he soothes, his voice gentle and reassuring. "I've got you now. Everything will be alright."

He applies the remedy to Hayden's cock, working it in with gentle strokes until he's sure that the inhibitor gel has worn off completely. As soon as Hayden is free to cum once more, Wilbur leans in close and presses his lips to his lover's, kissing him passionately as he whispers words of love and affection into his ear.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, my darling," he murmurs, his voice full of tenderness. "But I'm here now, and I'll never let

Wilbur holds Hayden close as he cums, feeling his lover's body tremble with pleasure. He strokes his hair soothingly, whispering words of comfort and love as they bask in the afterglow of their intimacy.

"That's it, my love," he murmurs. "Just let it all out. You're safe now, I've got you."

As Hayden's breathing begins to slow and his body relaxes, Wilbur reaches for a nearby blanket and wraps it around him, holding him close in a protective embrace.

"I love you so much," he whispers, kissing Hayden's forehead softly. "I'll never let anything bad happen to you again."

Wilbur grins, loving the sight of Hayden coming undone in his arms. He holds him close, bringing his lips to his ear and murmuring sexy promises that make Hayden shiver with pleasure.

"That's it, my darling," he whispers. "Cum for me. Give in to the pleasure."

As Hayden cums again, Wilbur continues to hold him close, letting him ride out his orgasm until he is spent and panting. He kisses him deeply, savoring the taste of his lover's lips before pulling back and looking into his eyes.

"I adore you," he says, his voice full of emotion. "You're everything to me."

Realizing Hayden's confusion, Wilbur looks around and sees that they're still in the same location where they started. He chuckles softly and pulls him close, kissing him deeply once more.

"Not yet, my love," he says, his tone playful. "But we'll get there soon enough. For now, let's just enjoy each other's company."

He wraps his arms around Hayden's waist and nuzzles his neck, enjoying the feel of his soft skin against his lips. "I love you, Bunny," he murmurs, before kissing him again.

Once they reach the car, Wilbur opens the door for Hayden and helps him inside. He then climbs into the driver's seat and starts the engine, casting a glance at his submissive lover.

"Ready to go, my sweet?" he asks, his voice filled with anticipation. "I've got a surprise for you tonight."

He winks at Hayden as he pulls out of the parking lot and onto the road, humming along to the tune on the radio. As they drive, he reaches over and takes Hayden's hand in his, bringing it to his lips and kissing it softly.

"I'm so lucky to have you, Bunny," he says, his eyes shining with affection. "You make every day better just by being in it."

Feeling Hayden's eager mouth on him, Wilbur gasps and swerves the car slightly. He quickly regains control and glances down at his lover, feeling himself harden at the sight.

"Oh, Goat Boy," he groans, reaching down to stroke Hayden's hair. "You're being a naughty boy, aren't you?"

He keeps one hand on the steering wheel while the other continues to play with Hayden's hair, enjoying the sensation of his submissive lover's tongue on his crotch. His eyes flutter closed, and he bites his lip to keep from moaning out loud.

"I like how you take what you want, my darling," he says huskily. "Keep going."

As Hayden continues to lick and suck on Wilbur's crotch, Wilbur can't help but let out a soft moan, feeling his arousal grow stronger with each passing moment. With one hand still on the steering wheel, he slides the other down and starts rubbing himself through his pants, enjoying the feel of his submissive lover's mouth on him.

"Oh, fuck," he groans, his voice low and husky. "You're so good at this, my pet. You know just how to please me."

He speeds up the car, putting a bit more distance between them and the other cars on the road. Then he looks down at Hayden once more, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Let's see how far you're willing to go, my little Goat Boy," he says teasingly. "How about we have some fun in the

Feeling Hayden climb onto his lap and start grinding against him, Wilbur can't help but let out a low growl of pleasure. He wraps his arms around his lover's waist and pulls him closer, grinding his own hips back against Hayden's.

"Fuck, you're so hot, Bunny," he groans, his breath coming in short gasps. "You like teasing me, don't you? Getting me all worked up?"

He continues to rub himself against his submissive lover, enjoying the feel of their bodies pressing against each other. His hands roam over Hayden's body, squeezing his plump ass and caressing his fluffy goat ears.

"Let's pull over somewhere quiet," he suggests, his voice thick with desire. "I want to show you just how much I appreciate your little show."

Wilbur chuckles at Hayden's sudden interruption and pulls the car over to the side of the road. He watches as Hayden scrambles out of his lap and out of the car, unable to contain his amusement.

"Go on, then," he calls out teasingly. "Don't want you wetting yourself now, do we?"

As Hayden goes off to relieve himself, Wilbur takes a moment to catch his breath and calm himself down. He knows that once Hayden comes back, things are likely to get even hotter between them, and he wants to be in control of himself when they do.

Still, even as he tries to relax, he feels a stirring of desire in his groin at the thought of what's to come. He can't wait to see what other tricks his submissive lover has up his sleeve.

As Hayden takes care of his bodily needs, Wilbur paces impatiently outside the car. The sound of Hayden's soft whimpers only serves to heighten his anticipation and arousal, and he can feel himself growing harder by the second.

He leans against the side of the car, taking a deep breath to steady himself. His mind races with fantasies of what he wants to do to Hayden once they're back in the car and on the road again. He imagines pinning him down and taking him hard and fast, causing the submissive boy to cry out in pleasure and submission.

Wilbur couldn't help but chuckle at the sound of Hayden's frustrated whimper. He paced around outside the car, feeling the anticipation growing stronger with every passing moment.

He decided to press his luck by calling out teasingly again, "Hayden, you better not be playing with yourself in there. We have places to be and things to do."

As he waits, he feels his own arousal growing, unable to resist the idea of pushing Hayden's limits.

"Ah, finally decided to come out and join me, have you?" Wilbur smirked, taking a drag of his cigarette before flicking it away. "You look positively flustered," he noted with amusement, his eyes wandering over Hayden's flushed face and well-formed body.

Without any warning, he took a step forward and grasped at the back of Hayden's neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss, his own need evident as his tongue explored the submissive boy's mouth with a sense of urgency. Breaking off the kiss, he whispered huskily into Hayden's ear, "I think we should head back to my place. There are plenty more things I want to explore with you."

Wilbur quickly straightened up, looking a little surprised at Hayden's reaction. "What's wrong?" he asked, his tone light but concerned.

He took a step back, giving the other boy plenty of space. "I didn't mean to upset you," he continued. "Is something on your mind?"

Wilbur raised his hands in a placating gesture, looking apologetic. "Oh, shit, you're right," he said, glancing at the discarded cigarette on the ground. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break that promise."

He reached out tentatively, reaching for Hayden's arm. "Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" he asked earnestly.

Wilbur let out a small chuckle, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Well, I suppose I can't really argue with that," he said, reaching into his pocket and producing a pack of cigarettes. "Here you go."

He handed the pack over with a smile, watching as Hayden eagerly took it from him. "And don't worry," he added in a teasing tone. "I won't smoke anymore, I promise."

Wilbur laughed at Hayden's playful threat, finding it endearing. He crouched down a little, looking up at Hayden with a smirk. "Oh, is that so?" he said teasingly. "Well, in that case, I'll have to make sure I'm always carrying some tasty snacks in my pockets to distract you."

He reached out and ruffled Hayden's hair affectionately. "But seriously," he said, his tone a little more serious. "I won't smoke anymore if it bothers you. I don't want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable."