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“It’s nothing a few good whippings and canings can’t fix if needed."
Jagger slipped himself back in and went to work as the guards shuffled out. The prisoner made a noise.
“At least you get to watch something entertaining.” Jagger pinched a welt on Luke’s ass. “Don’t worry, Luke. I’ll make you cum again.”
Luke shook his head. Please, not more shame.
Jagger made a tsk noise as he pulled out. “Remember yesterday? You came while being branded, and I’m sure you thought you couldn’t. Forget who is around. Being watched is something I like, and I intend to fulfill that kink. You will learn to cum in front of others whether you like it or not. You’re submitting to me, and if you think I can’t force an orgasm out of you when I feel like it, you’re wrong.”
Luke’s cock was partially soft, and Jagger gripped it with one hand as he reached in with his fingers to massage his prostate.
“I intend to use my slave however I feel like, regardless of who is around,” said Jagger. “Your holes are for my pleasure, and it pleases me to make you cum in front of another.” His stroking grew a little more vigorous. “Every part of your body is mine now. Focus on my touch and pleasing me. Don’t think about how long this will take or the prisoner watching you get your hole filled. I’m the one that counts. Submit.”
Usually, Luke wanted to submit. His face burned as Jagger’s expert stroking and massaging worked. Jagger kept jerking him as he slipped back in and pushed himself to the hilt. Luke grunted as his hips were forced into the wood, and Jagger’s pelvis pressed against the cane marks. All Luke could see of him was his legs with his trousers pooled around his ankles.
“See?” Jagger gave another hard, brutal thrust as he stroked. “I’m in control. You’re to accept it.” He rubbed his thumb over the tip of Luke’s cock to spread the pre-cum around. “You say you don’t like it, but your body betrays you. You’ll soon be begging me to fuck your tight little hole wherever, and you won’t care who watches.”
Yes, he would care, but right now, he had no choice. He tried to pretend the prisoner didn’t exist so he could focus on the one who owned his hole. Jagger fucked him in long, hard strokes as if he just couldn’t go deep enough, and Luke tried to wiggle. Despite shame making him hot all over, he couldn't pretend that the thick length stuffed in his rear didn’t feel good.
Jagger’s hand on his cock helped too as he tried to enjoy it and not think about how humiliating it would be when he was forced to spurt all over the floor. Jagger’s thrusts grew more aggressive.
“Just wait until we're marching to the mines and when we’re there. The things I plan to do to you…”
Luke wasn’t sure if he should be frightened or more aroused by those words. His cock throbbed as his nuts started to tighten. Jagger slammed himself into Luke just as he came.
He shouted something garbled by the bit gag as he watched cum spurt from his cock. Jagger’s hand moved faster, and every thrust and stroke increased the pleasure as he tensed his body and pulled at the leather cuffs.
For a moment it seemed like it would never end, but as always, the pleasure started to ebb. Jagger released his cock and kept using his hole. With his prostate feeling too sensitive, he purposely clenched around Jagger.
His owner must have been close anyway since his movements grew erratic. Jagger clutched his slave’s ass as he swore and drove himself in.
"You're so fucking tight. It's like your ass was made for my cock."
Luke felt a little glow of pleasure from those words until he finally remembered the prisoner who had watched his ass get pounded. Fuck. The other guy had seen him lose all control and finish on the floor. Now, he was probably seeing the cum leak out of his gaping hole since Jagger had withdrawn himself.
“You can stay like that and have a little time to get used to being seen in compromising positions."
When Luke made a noise of protest, a strike of the cane across his sensitive rear shut him up fast.
“No complaints,” said Jagger.
The cane struck where Luke’s ass met his thighs with such force, he howled through the gag. Without arousal from the expectation of imminent sex, it hurt more.
“You don’t fight me, and you don’t say no. Do you understand me?”
Luke’s breath came in ragged gasps as he let out a garbled, “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Then do better.”
Luke was left there to stew in shame while cum leaked out of his hole, and the prisoner suffered on the wall. After a good hour, his embarrassment ebbed since the prisoner sounded like he was in pain. Luke knew from experience what his body was going through, and the fairy probably wasn't paying much attention to Luke now.
When Jagger returned, the prisoner started crying.
“It’s much easier if you simply accept the pain,” Jagger told him as he started releasing Luke.
Luke got to his knees just as the prisoner mumbled, “uck ‘oo.” His expression made the words clear.
Jagger stood straight as he tilted his head. “Excuse you?”
