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“Don’t think that you’ll get off easy with the whippings,” Jagger added.
The one with his own pet spoke. “I can’t wait to see you squirming on the post.”
Luke was permitted two buckets of water after his humiliating breakfast was over. Lunch didn’t come, and he wondered if that meant he'd be getting his first whipping this afternoon.
Jagger said he wouldn’t get off easy, but maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. If he could get aroused, it would be more bearable.
Jagger came around midafternoon and entered his cell. Luke had moved to kneel for him, but he was told to lay back on the bed.
“Is your brand feeling better?”
“A bit, but I don’t sleep on my back,” said Luke. “It itches a lot, and-wait, are you training me now?”
“Not exactly.” Jagger sat on the edge and rubbed his stomach. “You did well sucking my cock earlier. Is it still so humiliating?”
“Yes,” whispered Luke.
Jagger smirked. “I’ll think you’ll get used to it.” His gloved hand went lower, and Luke’s cock started to perk up because he was sure where this was going. “I think you’ll find your afternoon quite difficult, but for now, you can enjoy this.”
“Am I getting one of my punishment whippings?”
“You’ll just have to find out, won’t you?”
It wasn’t hard to enjoy the handjob in the cell with just them two present. Someone walked by at one point and looked at Luke flat on the bed while he was worked off, but it was quick, and he didn’t lose his erection. There was nothing quite like a handjob when the giver wore a leather glove. The soft texture and the firm strokes only seemed better when Jagger gripped his throat with his free hand hard enough to keep him down on the bed.
Not that Luke wanted to go anywhere. The wordless control and dominance was too good. He tensed his legs as his hips twitched seemingly of their own accord. Jagger leaned down to kiss him, and he moaned as his owner’s tongue invaded his mouth. He didn’t try to tease open Luke’s lips or start slow. He wanted and took it. Luke accepted and gave it.
When his nuts tightened, he jerked his hips, and Jagger’s gloved hand stroked him faster, bringing the edge closer and closer.
“That’s it, my good little boy.” His lips skimmed Luke’s jawline. “Come for your owner.”
“Fuck!”
Cum streaked his belly as Jagger’s tongue entered his mouth again. Luke squirmed on the bed as the pleasure raced through him. More cum spurted from him, and he moaned against Jagger’s mouth.
Jagger released his cock as the orgasm ebbed, but he didn’t break off the kiss yet. Luke remained passive under his attention although he kissed back.
Jagger finally pulled away and pulled a cloth from his pocket. “Wipe yourself up. You'll come with me afterward.”
Luke was made to crawl after him on the lead to a different room. The purpose of it was clear since it held a sturdy whipping post.
"I could wait until we're at the mines, but I want your punishment to start now for a few reasons.” Jagger stood in front of Luke who remained on his knees and tried not to shiver. “Some of the most compliant snap on the way and try to flee. The prospect of forced labor and being surrounded by lirek for years can be quite terrifying. If anyone tries to run, the whipping is quite severe. That goes for you too if you decide to escape.”
“I won’t, Sir.”
“You better not. While we're on the way, if escaping looks like a good idea, think of your punishment whipping now and imagine something three times as worse. Do you want to arrive at the mine with a slashed up back and extra lashings added to the overall amount you've been sentenced to?”
“No, Sir.”
“I thought not. Since you do like some pain, I jerked you off so you can’t rely on arousal to try and make it easier. Someone will come in to check afterward and make sure I’ve thoroughly punished you. A guard can’t spare his pet and simply say he whipped him.” Jagger looked him up and down. “A senior guard can do a few things to make it more painful overall. You've clenched with the cane.”
Luke frowned. “I don't always do it, Sir.”
“I don’t want you clenching your cheeks at all. You’re to let the pain in. I’ve got something that will teach you not to clench, so you can think of this as punishment and training rolled into one.”
Luke’s stomach tensed. “Sir?”
“Go stand by the post. Now.”
