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“Perfect. Fucking perfect. Give it to him.”
Jack mumbled a litany of cuss words and pleas.
“Take the ring off, Mason. Fill him full of cum.”
Mason’s fingers fumbled, and Gray was about to help him, but he got the ring loose, tossed it aside, and pushed back into Jack. Gray doubted he’d last more than few seconds. Would Jack come? Gray hadn’t forbidden it, but he hadn’t given him permission either.
He’d see what happened. It would be the perfect excuse to beat Jack’s ass, not that Gray needed one. It just made the game more fun.
“Fuck, Jack! So fucking good. I—” Mason threw his head back and drove all the way in, shuddering through his climax. Jack broke then, reaching for his cock and jerking himself off. In seconds, he was shooting his load right onto the carpet. Oh yeah, that deserved some serious punishment.
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Jack collapsed on the floor, and Mason rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, chest rising and falling rapidly. “Oh fuck.”
Oh fuck is right. “Jack, did you have permission to come?” Gray asked.
Jack turned his head toward Gray, still lying on his stomach on the floor. “No, sir.”
“You came on the rug.”
“I… I’ll clean it, sir.”
“Damn right you will, and then I’m going to beat your ass.”
“Yes, sir.” Jack tried to look contrite, but Gray realized this was what he’d been after all along.
“Get to work,” Gray snapped. “When the rug is clean, put that cock ring on yourself and get in position on the spanking bench.”
Gray turned away from him—knowing he would fucking hate being ignored—and squatted next to Mason. “I’m going to help you to the couch in the playroom.”
Mason opened his eyes and smiled at Gray. “That was fucking amazing.”
“Yes, it was.”
“What are you going to do to Jack?” He loved watching Jack get punished.
“You’ll see. I want you to drink some water and rest. Then you’ll be able to help him take what I intend to give.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Because I’m going to make sure Jack can’t sit down comfortably for days.”
Gray ignored Jack’s gasp. as if the bastard hadn’t known what was coming.
He scooped Mason up, loving his squeak of surprise. “You’re too wobbly for walking just yet.”
He deposited his lover on the couch in their “office.” Jack had retrieved cleaning supplies and was scrubbing the carpet.
After getting water for Mason and insisting he drink it, Gray found their most wicked flogger. He pulled the spanking bench out of the closet and positioned it for Jack. When he heard Jack walking down the hall, he took a menacing pose by the bench, flogger in hand.
Jack’s eyes widened when he entered. “I?—”
“You don’t speak. You don’t move. You don’t do anything but what I tell you to do. You’ve displeased me.”
Jack looked down and a shudder ran over him, which made Gray’s cock harden even more. He was glad he’d kept his pants on, even if they were painfully tight. He didn’t need the temptation of getting himself off before he was ready.
He glanced at Mason as Jack positioned himself on the bench. “Are you okay, boy?”
