Breaking the Mold

As James gazed at Regulus, he knew that it was time to take the next step in his training. He had laid the foundation, and now it was time to build upon it. He led Regulus to the bed, his heart racing with anticipation. "Tonight, we're going to work on your relationship with pleasure," James said, his voice low and husky. "I want you to learn to love the things that will make you a desirable companion." Regulus nodded, his pink eyes sparkling with a mixture of fear and curiosity. James could see the uncertainty in his eyes, but he also saw a spark of excitement. James began to undress Regulus, his hands gentle as he removed the clothing that had become a shield for his new persona. Regulus shivered as the cool air hit his skin, but he didn't protest. James's hands moved to Regulus's hair, stroking it gently as he leaned in to whisper in his ear. "You're going to love this, Regulus. You're going to learn to crave it." Regulus's eyes locked onto James's, and for a moment, James saw a flash of fear. But then, James's lips brushed against Regulus's, and everything changed. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly grew more intense, more passionate. As they broke apart for air, James smiled and pulled Regulus onto the bed. The training had begun in earnest, and James was determined to see it through to the end. He knew that Regulus would resist at first, but he also knew that with patience and persistence, he could break down Regulus's defenses and teach him to love the things that James wanted him to love. The hours that followed were a blur of pleasure and pain, as James worked to break down Regulus's resistance and teach him to crave the cock that would soon be filling him. Regulus struggled at first, his body tense and uncooperative. But James was relentless, pushing him to his limits and beyond. Slowly but surely, Regulus began to relax, his body learning to accept the pleasure that James was giving him. And as he did, something inside of him began to shift. The fear and uncertainty that had driven him began to give way to a growing sense of desire. By the end of the night, Regulus was a different person. He was no longer the scared, uncertain person that James had first met. He was something new, something that James had created. As James looked at Regulus, he knew that he had succeeded in his goal. Regulus was now a being who craved the very thing that James had wanted him to crave. He was a being who would do anything to get it. And as James smiled at Regulus, he knew that he had truly broken the mold. He had taken a being who had been resistant to his will and turned him into something new, something that would bring him great pleasure.