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He throws his head back, exhaling deeply. “Been better,” he admits in a ragged tone.
I let out a soft chuckle. He has no idea.
I approach the chair again and bend down to grip his ankles. “Up,” I tell him, prompting him to bring his feet up to rest on the side of the chair, giving me access to his scrotum. I stretch the skin down and clamp one of the pegs down, smiling at the little gasp Jack lets out. I add another two pegs and then move onto his dick, scraping the corner of one of the wooden pegs up and down his shaft.
“Fuck,”he groans.
“Too much?”
He shakes his head. “Not enough.”
Well, that’s a challenge if I ever heard one. I drop the
peg and bring my hand down against Jack’s dick in a hard slap.
He lets out a loud groan, his head flopping to one side. “Fuck yeah. More of that.”
I lean over the chair, taking a hard grip of Jack’s chin. “You know what you have to do if you want something from me.” I return my attention to running the edge of the peg over Jack’s dick.
“Bloody hell. Fuck.” He lets out a soft groan, clearly trying to gather himself. “Fuck. Please, Alastor. Please... make it hurt. I really need it to hurt.”
I bring my lips to his and steal a soft kiss. “Since you asked so nicely.”
I quickly rummage through the bag, spotting a pair of nipple clamps. I wasn’t planning on using them on his dick, but Jack’s begging for pain and I’m not about to deny him.
I discard the peg and pick up one of the clamps, attaching it to Jack’s foreskin and delighting in the soft hiss of pain he lets out. I give the clamp a tweak, which results in another satisfying hiss.
Spurred on by his reaction, I attach the other clamp and then wrap my hand round Jack’s dick, stroking it in hard, sure movements that jostle the clamps with every pass.
19
Jack
There’s something seriously wrong with me. There has to be. There are things—clamps I guess—attached to my junk, causing little bursts of pain to shoot through me with every movement of Alastor’s hand, and all I want is more. More pain. More...torture.
The thing is it doesn’t feel wrong. It feels exhilarating. And intoxicating. It’s like the same intense response I have to Alastor biting me, except ramped up to a million. I remember his words from our text exchange earlier, about me being a masochist, and for the first time I’m starting to think he must be right. Why else would causing pain to my dick be such a fucking turn on?
Alastor lets go of my dick and I let out a little whimper as both the pleasure and pain cease for a moment. Well, the pain’s still there, but it’s dull and easy to ignore. Not like when the clamps were being jostled around.
But then I feel slick fingers breach my hole and I let out a groan. Hell, yeah. This is what I need. It’s what Ialwaysneed. I’m practically addicted to the sensation of Alastor’s dick pounding inside me, and I can only imagine how much that’s going to be heightened with the pain from the clamps.
“Do you want my dick, Macey?”
“You know I do,” I grate out, barely able to form the words through my panted groans.
“I’m not sure I believe you,” he taunts.
Fuck. I know what he wants. It’s what he always wants. He gets off on hearing me beg, the arrogant bastard. But right now, I’m too riled up to give a shot. If I don’t get his dick inside me right the fuck now I could very well self- combust. “Please,” I say with a ragged groan. “Please, Alastor, I need you in me...” I throw my head back with a moan as he slides the head of his dick around my entrance before pulling away. “Jesus...please, baby, give me your dick. I’m begging you.”
“Now was that so hard?” he says, and I can hear the smirk in his voice.
He slides his dick around my hole before pushing inside. He takes a firm grip of my legs, holding them in place as he inches into me, his thick cock stretching me, filling me so completely, pushing and straining until I’ve taken his entire length deep inside my body.
He takes me with slow, powerful strokes, every hard thrust of his cock hitting me deep, right in that sweet spot, driving me insane. His powerful movements cause my dick to tap relentlessly against my stomach, new bursts of pain from the clamps hitting me every time. And it’s incredible.
The room is filled with the sounds of my moans of pleasure and Alastor’s grunts as he slams into me, over and over. I wish I could see him—his muscles straining as he fucks me, his eyes closed as he gives in to the overwhelming sensations. Or maybe his eyes are open, burning into me with that electrifying heat.
I feel the climax building inside me and I’m desperately hoping this time he’ll let me come. But he doesn’t. He pulls out of me, leaving me right on the edge once again.
