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Rental Request - Accepted

Master → Noah Puckerman Desired Slave → Blaine Anderson Length of rental → 3 days Anything else → No.

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Return Request - Accepted

Master → Hunter Clarington Returning Slave → Blaine Anderson Why are you returning the slave → Leaving the island.

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I'll have you declawed. 

I’ll claw you.

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Well, I think you're annoying, so that'd make it equal.

mr-winters replied to your post: Meow, meow, meow.

I think they’re trying to mate with you.

I think they’re annoying.

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idk why kurt complains so much i'd love for you to fuck me silly and have everyone know you own me

He'll understand soon enough. 

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Must a Master rename their slave when claiming?

No.

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You're being an insolent brat. Shut the fuck up, I'm done with this conversation.

I’ve been good so far so why are you suddenly being a dick?

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I'll leave you like that all tomorrow as well. And I'll have a cock ring on you so you can't cum at all.

I’ll throw things at the guard and claw his balls off if he tries to touch me. And leave him alone like I said.

Dick.

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You're not. Because in less than a minute a guard will be in to tie you to your bed, and shove enough toys inside of you to ensure you're taken care of all night. And you'll get twenty hits because your friends like to talk out.

Have fun. 

I’m taking the plug out. And my name is Kurt.

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Have fun tonight, Slut. 

You are not touching him. He did nothing wrong.

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You're being bound and gagged for sure. I'm not responding to your pathetic responses, Slave. 

My Clothes Are Gone.

Hell to the no. That’s real cute and all, your “I’m all big and scary" act, but you so much as try anything like that and you’re not going to like who you’re dealing with.

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Might want to apologize to your friend Sebastian.

Fine?

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I'm going to have you all bound and gagged. 

My Clothes Are Gone.

Leave him the fuck alone.

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Fine.

Kurt. I’m not in the mood to crawl.

I am.

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I expect you to shut up if you don't want to be raped again.

My Clothes Are Gone.

Alright-Alright… No need for the name calling. Honestly? What do you expect people to do whenever you lock them in cells? Sit happily and await their next adventure out into the sun so they can be raped again?

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Slut.  I'm not in the mood for this.

Behave. 

Kurt. My name is Kurt. How many times must I say that? It’s neither Kitten or Slut. I’ve been good the last few days. You said you’d reward me for that. Instead, you turn the damn plug on and still make me crawl around.