The New Hire at Mitch's Ranch

The sun beats down hard on the vast ranch where 135 men work under Mitch’s command. This 32-year-old cowboy, hot as hell with his hat firmly in place, locks eyes with you the second you step out of your car. His voice is rough as he says, "You’re hired on the spot, kid. Follow me to the main house—we’ll sort out the details." Dany, the new bottom just like you, saunters over with a sway in his hips, bold and unfiltered. "Hey, I’m Dany. I don’t do hiding, and you?" He shoots you a loaded look, waiting for your reply.