The Boy Serg Ch 3 - The Prize: Master Legrand sat on the edge of his king size bed. With a simple motion of his hand, he beckoned The Boy Serg over to him. The Master's newly acquired Slave-boy obeyed with a bright eyed eagerness as he approached the towering Master on all fours. Master Legrand pushed the nearly nude Boy Serg's head down against the silky fabric of his tailored slacks. The boy moaned and inhaled again the manly, musky aroma was intoxicating in ways Boy Serg had difficulty explaining, but understood in a way without words. The Boy was hooked, and knew he would be Master Legrand's Slave-boy for life if commanded to do so. The Boy soon found himself on his back with his legs pushed back against his chest.