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“No. I hate him, and I’d never share the money with him. He’d probably tattle too, so I never said a word about any of this."
Jagger seemed to believe him. “Very well. You two can go.”
The hooded men left through the door, and Jagger took the whip from his belt. “In a couple of hours, I’ll question you because I want to know why you did this.”
“Why? I already confessed.”
“Because I have my reasons, and you’ll answer my questions when I feel like asking them. For now, you’ll receive ten lashes since you’ve forgotten my title quite a bit, and at first, you lied to me.”
“Wait-” Luke had been so terrified, he’d completely forgotten. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“It’s too late now. Apologies don’t grant relief here. Turn your back to me. Or shall I make it twenty?"
Luke’s legs shook as he managed to turn around. Jagger went around to lower the wheel a bit to his surprise. His arms still ached from being chained above his head, but at least he could put his feet flat.
“I think I can ease up a little on you with this,” said Jagger. “Don’t take it for granted, and remember that I hold your comfort or discomfort in my hands. Stay still, and if I hear a word out of you, I’ll start over.”
Luke remained facing the wall as Jagger walked out of his sight. Whippings usually got him worked up at the whorehouse. They weren’t intended to maim or truly hurt him, and a certain amount of pain was quite enjoyable to him.
But he didn’t know if this man intended to cut him up. That wouldn’t arouse him.
The first lash on bare ass stung like hell, and he kept quiet. It hadn’t cut him and wasn’t beyond what he could take. Neither were the next three that cracked across his back. With his feet flat on the floor, it was a lot easier to bear too. Each lash had a few seconds between them so he could process the pain and fear the next one. He could easily take ten of these and be fine. It was like being in the whorehouse.
By the eighth, his cock was like a rod, and after the leather licked across his backside twice more, pre-cum had beaded on the tip.
That hadn't been bad, but what if Jagger gave it to him worse later while questioning him?
Jagger came around to look at him, and Luke ducked his head.
“Can I suck your cock, Sir?”
Maybe his later questioning wouldn’t be too bad if the whip wielder had an orgasm to relax him. Since Luke had been a whore, he had no trouble with wielding whore’s tricks. He’d much rather suck dick all day if it meant easing other things.
It was better to start being submissive and willing.
“You’re not getting out of anything,” Jagger said after a few seconds.
“But I can make you feel good if you don’t hurt me too bad, Sir,” said Luke.
Jagger still held the coiled whip, and he drew closer. “Are you afraid I’ll cut you up and turn you into a bleeding wreck? Be honest.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’m not doing that, and I wouldn’t enjoy it.” Jagger used the butt of the whip to rub one of Luke’s nipples. “I definitely enjoy causing pain. I’d bet it’d be a joy to tie you down, and there are all kinds of things I would love doing to you. Your pain would turn me on, but I have limits too. Shredding someone with a whip or tearing their limbs on a rack doesn’t interest me."
Luke jerked when the senior guard’s gloved hand wrapped around his cock. Dear Elira, the leather was so soft against his skin. Was he going to get worked off for nothing?
“You know, the amount of lashes you’ll be sentenced to will be quite high,” said Jagger. “It’ll be done in increments, and the first set might be public depending on circumstances."
Whore had limits too, and public punishment was one for Luke. “If you can get me out of that, Sir, I’ll do whatever you want. I can’t take that-”
“Let’s get something straight right now.” Jagger simply gripped his cock. “You’re a thief. At this point, you have almost no rights, and no say in what happens. You lost that when you walked out of that shop with the money. Whatever is decided for you, you’ll endure, and you have no choice in the matter. You can take anything when you’re forced, and the sooner you accept that, the easier it’ll be for you. Do you understand me?”
Luke swallowed and felt his face warm because it was all true. He was a thief, and it was true that had no say in his life now. “Yes, Sir.”
Jagger gave him a few slow strokes. “I’ll see you later.”
He turned and left Luke to stand there with a hard cock.
