Then, he climbed off of his body and dropped onto the bed beyond exhausted.
When he closed his eyes, he was at peace.
Beside him, Ethan was left handcuffed to the headboard, his body covered in cum.
He’d been thoroughly punished.
But it wasn’t nearly enough.
For the fear he’d put in Gene…
He knew he deserved more.
Chapter Ten
Saturday
Early Morning
The Hotel
When Ethan woke up, it was to fingers wrapped around his dick, slowly jerking him off. Oh, and it had been a common thing the last three hours. Gene had awoken him up one other time, punishing him.
Because of that night of torment, Ethan Blackhawk was a hot mess.
There was cum dried to his whole upper body, in his hair, and even on his chin. He’d been orally assaulted repeatedly, forced to blow his man, and then sprayed with cum.
And it was punishment.
Punishment that he deserved.
And wanted.
Now, his lover was abusing his erection, while biting on his one nipple.
“Oh, God,” Ethan whispered. “Please,” he begged.
Gene didn’t let up.
He couldn’t.
There was a part of him that was scared, and he needed to ensure that he never lost Ethan again. His whole world had flipped upside down, and he didn’t want to feel that way.
At one point, he’d believed he would be okay, but last night…it rattled him again.
“You’re just lucky that I didn’t bring sex toys, or I’d be punishing you all day that way too,” he stated.
Ethan’s body bucked.
Truth be told, he was beyond punished, and he was dehydrated and empty.
There was surely not a drop of cum left in him. The well was completely dry.
“I can’t,” he whispered. “God! I can’t!”
Gene didn’t believe that for a second.
Why?
