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Xeno's expert wrists flick eyeliner into place in the first try. He's been at this for years, and he's learned that time isn't on his side in the least. Also, he's jacked off a lot, so his wrists are pretty flexible.
The young man in front of him acting as his canvas is one of his "dolls"- a Victorian-themed slave. He was known to put a lot of work into these particular slaves, as they took more fine-tuned training. Most had to be taught proper etiquette and had custom outfits made for them. They were also, more often than not, spoiled senseless.
After a few more dabs at the doll's face, Xeno sits back to admire his work. He was particularly proud of this doll. He was young. Innocent. The boy was about 19, fresh to the business. He was full of energy and excited to dive into this trade, despite having only recently being abducted. No extra coddling was needed for this one.
Xeno took pride in the fact that this was his new doll's first time. If he was honest with himself, the bot was a bit jealous. Of course, he would never admit that. That was simply unprofessional.
"Now remember. If you feel uncomfortable or if they hurt you, you have the panic button on your collar." Xeno tugs at the locked collar that also served as a tracking device. "The client I have you set up with is generally docile, but he's been known to get carried away. Don't feel like you have to push yourself. Now bend over."
The doll nods. He bends over the railing next to his boss's table and hikes his skirts, revealing the glassy base of an anal plug nestled between two pale, gently sloping cheeks. Xeno shudders internally and leans forward. He decides to go ahead and get the boy riled up. May as well make him excited to take his client, and thus less likely to push the panic button.
He starts at the base of the boy's member and slowly traces his fingers along the crease of his sack. The small moan from the doll makes him grin as he runs his thumb over the base of the plug. "You'll be a good doll for your boss tonight, right? Even if not for our client, for me?" The doll nods furiously, eyes clenched shut as he stifles moans. Xeno's not having it. He gently tugs at the plug. It makes soft sucking noise as the boy's well-lubed hole tries desperately to hold on to the glass treasure within. "Tell me you'll be good, doll~"
The boy finally breaks, a long whine escaping his lips as soon as he tries to speak. "I-I promise that I will behave myself for you, boss! I'll let the man do whatever he pleases with me to make you happy~"
Xeno sighs happily and slides the plug out with a satisfying wet pop. "I know you will. You're my precious little doll. You'll do fine. And when you get back?" He leans over the doll, pining him to the rail. "I'll make sure you're cleaned up properly and taken care of~"
"What if I'm not satisfied?"
Xeno freezes. That had never been a problem before with his dolls... 'He... He wants ME to fuck him?' The bot's eyes widen and he pushes away from the doll, turning to hide a bulge now making itself known. He pretends to fix a bowtie that is perfectly fine before looking over his shoulder at the now standing boy.
"IF you are not satisfied... I will make it my personal duty to see to it that you are." He checks his watch and turns, ushering the grinning boy out the door. "Now go, before you're late to your appointment!" As soon as he's out the door, Xeno slams it and slides down it to the floor. His doll couldn't get back soon enough..