
Mr. Singhania took a seat on the edge of the bed, his expression one of bored amusement as he watched the twink's body react to the drugs. "You're going to be the star of the show tonight," he said, his voice cold and commanding. "And you're going to love every second of it."
Mihir nodded, his mind already swirling with the prospect of what was to come. He knew he'd be passed around, used by whoever Mr. Singhania deemed worthy. But as he looked into the man's eyes, he realized it didn't matter. All that mattered was serving him, feeling the pain and pleasure that came with it.
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