The sun had not yet risen when the three men, Matthew, Nico, and Juan, found themselves in a desperate situation. Naked and vulnerable, they were at the mercy of the Great Master, a powerful and mysterious figure who ruled over the exclusive mansion and its dark pleasures.

Matthew and Nico had been arrested before they could leave the gathering of the previous night, their passion and intensity interpreted as a violation of the mansion's rules, which did not allow the enjoyment of two submissives, let alone coming inside a pet, without being ordered by a master. Now, they were taken to the basement, a large room resembling a dungeon with stone walls and a cold, hard floor. The air was heavy and humid, with the scent of sweat, sex, and imminent punishment.

Nico, with his muscular body covered in scars and his beautiful, handcuffed to the floor, his strong legs tense trying to maintain the position. He looked at his captors with challenging eyes, but his chest rose and fell quickly, betraying his underlying fear. Matthew, with his blonde hair falling over his eyes, was naked and exposed, his youthful and sensual features now marked by concern and anticipation. He was forced to kneel, with a guard behind him, ready to strike if he dared to move, while being held down next to Nico.

In the center of the room, Juan, the dominant and seductive man, was tied to a torture rack, his muscular body on display. The red ropes dug into his tanned skin and his head hung down, his dark hair covering his face. The Great Master stood in front of him, an imposing presence with his muscular body, gray streaked hair, and intense gaze.

"You have failed, you have not respected the rules of the mansion, Juan," said the Great Master, his voice deep and authoritative. "You were entrusted with ensuring that your slaves understood and obeyed, but here we are. I cannot allow this disobedience to go unpunished."

Juan lifted his head, his eyes shining with a mix of anger and fear. "I will accept my punishment, Master. But please, have mercy on them. They are new to our world and did not mean to offend you."

The Great Master smiled, his cold eyes.

—They are yours, and therefore their failures reflect on you. They will learn the consequences of their actions. Guards!

Seven men, with completely shaved bodies and muscled shoulders, stepped forward. Their red capes fluttered as they moved, and the leather straps crossing their chests shone in the dim light. They were the executioners of the mansion, exuding power and danger.

—"These seven men will teach you a lesson, Juan," the Great Master continued. "They will take turns, using your body as they please, from dawn until dusk. They will come inside you, mark you as theirs, and remind you of the price of your transgression."

Juan's breath caught, and he closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The guards advanced, surrounding h...