Marked up like he’s owned

This isn’t the first time Jake’s done this. Not even close. He loves being marked. Craves it. Lives for it.

It’s become part of his ritual now—grabbing the marker, stripping down, and covering himself with the words that remind him (and everyone else) exactly what he is.

Toy.

Slut.

Daddy’s boy.

Just a hole.

Sub.

Every inch of skin is fair game.Chest, thighs, stomach—covered. And when he bends over? “Just a hole” written right across his ass cheeks, exactly where it belongs. It’s not just about the look. It’s about the feeling. He needs to see those words. Needs to feel owned.

Needs to be reminded that he’s not a man—he’s a toy. A slut. Mine.

And the pics he sends after? Cock hard and leaking, body trembling, eyes glassy with need—completely lost in it. Begging for more. Begging to be used while the whole world knows what he is.

Jake doesn’t mark himself once and wipe it away. He marks himself again and again, every time sinking deeper, loving it more. Because the truth is simple—he was made to be marked.And trust me—he’s already asking what I’ll make him write next.

Got ideas?

Tell me what words you want to see written all over this filthy little toy.

You just might see them in the next post. 😉