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“Are you sure you’re alright alone with him?” asked the guard.
“He’s not going to do anything, and if he did, I can handle myself quite well.”
Luke looked at the brand now hanging on the wall with the end still hot. Then he imagined the guard watching as he came all over the floor while being burned, and his face grew hot as he burst into tears. He tried to hold it back out of shame since he was a grown man. That just made it worse.
Jagger pulled Luke forward so his upper body was draped across his lap. “It’s okay if you have to let it out. Pain does strange stuff to a person, and such a burn is quite a shock. Let it out, and try to relax your body. If your shoulders are tense, it might make the skin pull more.”
Luke tried to ease his body while Jagger rubbed his lower back with one hand and stroked his hair with his other. The wound throbbed deeper in since the skin on the surface was surely dead now. The hands on him felt good.
“The orgasm helped, didn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.” Luke sniffled.
“Usually, during a brand, some prisoners say they can’t focus on anything else except that. The agony is quite consuming even if the worst is only a few seconds. Sexual arousal helps with pain, and I’m sure you know that since you worked at a whorehouse. The orgasm itself is a further distraction.”
Arousal certainly did help. A whipping or caning could grow in intensity during a session, and Luke could take a good deal if done right and aroused because he expected things to lead to an orgasm.
He sniffled again and figured if a couple of guards had done this, they might have laughed at him for crying, and he’d already be back in his cell. No soothing touches would have been offered. They might have even left him secured to the horse for several minutes with the wood digging into his hip bones. He was a prisoner, and the guards didn’t give a shit about whoever was locked up in the prison.
If only he could stay here with Jagger and not go to the mine.
“Thank you, Sir. Would you do this for me again at the mine?"
“It’s a bit different there, so no,” said Jagger. “Once newcomers are brought in, they’re simply tied to a post. A rope goes around your waist to help keep you in position. The branding is done quickly to everyone, and they don’t dally around. I won’t be given time. When your punishment whippings are scheduled, I can do those.”
Luke wiped his eyes. “What happens when you go, Sir? I mean, you said you come back here? If I'm your slave, that means I'd be without you?"
“I’m only here for about three months, and I'm there for nearly nine. You’ll have plenty of time with me. When I’m gone, you’re special collar will mark you as mine, and any guard or prisoner will know that fucking you will earn them a world of pain when I come back. All you have to do is tell me. You can still be punished, so behave.” Jagger stroked his hip. “If I come back and find that you’ve been causing trouble, I’ll punish you myself.”
Luke swallowed. “What would you do to me, Sir?"
“Misbehave and find out.”
“I’ll behave, Sir.”
“We’ll see.” Jagger shifted as he reached into his pocket for something. “Keep your mouth shut about this.”
Luke didn’t move as he felt something cold being dotted on the skin around the burn. “Balm, Sir?”
“Yes. This is just to take the edge off for a few hours, and you only get it this once. Don’t tell a soul because you’re not supposed to have it at all.”
The balm soothed the pain a little, and it also moisturized the skin around the burn so it didn’t seem to be stretching so much. Once Jagger was finished, he had Luke sit up.
“Do you still want to be my slave?”
Luke nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“You don’t have to be,” said Jagger.
And survive on his own where some gang might decide the fresh guy looked good in the barracks? Perhaps some guard would get a couple of buddies to hold him down so he could use the new guy’s hole. Or maybe someone would make him their permanent bitch to beat and fuck, and if he said no and tried to fight, he’d regret it.
He might get by on his own and make friends, but he might not.
“I want to, Sir. Please let me serve you.”
Jagger nodded. “I’ll collar you tomorrow and start your training. Suck my cock and show me how much you want to serve.”
Chapter Four
