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He might as well put his whore experience to work. Being a senior guard's sex slave might keep him alive.
“I’ll do it, Sir.”
Jagger stroked his face. “I need you to understand that being my slave doesn’t mean you can do whatever. It takes effort beyond simply swallowing my cum or bending over for me once in a while. I enjoy inflicting pain to a point, and I expect total obedience.”
“I always enjoyed that at the whorehouse, Sir.”
“Yes, but you had rest there, and you weren’t being worked in a mine. You’ll have to obey the other guards, and if you piss one off or disobey him, you’ll be whipped and punished by them. I can protect you from a lot but not everything. The ones in the mines will lash you if they think you’re slacking off. I’ll certainly whip you if I catch you misbehaving or if you disobey me in private. Also, some of our stuff won’t be so private."
Luke would probably have to suck his cock in front of others. Public stuff shamed him to no end, but he’d better get over it if this guy was willing to offer him some protection. Sure, he liked pain and kink, but he wouldn’t brutalize Luke.
Jagger ran a finger across them. “I’m sure your pretty lips will look lovelier when they’re wrapped around my cock. You’ll need training to please me in the way that I like. I expect to be your total focus.”
“I'll do whatever you want, Sir.”
“Have you ever been someone’s long-term slave?”
“No, Sir.”
“Then you'll certainly need some training.” Jagger stroked his hair. “You’ll be branded tomorrow after a stint on the wall.”
“What’s that, Sir?”
“It’s a type of predicament bondage to wear you out. I have to go now, but someone will let you down in an hour or so.”
“All right, Sir.”
“Remember, compliance and obedience are your friends now. The guards don’t care why you stole. You’re only a thief to them.”
After Jagger walked out and closed the door, Luke spoke
“Wait, Sir.”
Jagger paused by the bars. “What?”
“Is there any way you could brand me, Sir? Instead of random guards doing…” He trailed off. Jagger probably thought he was being stupid and that he should simply suck it up and deal.
Jagger hesitated before he smirked. “I was already planning on it, and it’ll involve more than just me branding you. It’s something I enjoy.”
Luke stiffened a bit. “You like that, Sir?”
“I don’t like burning a man over and over again, but some minor branding is enjoyable. I can make you orgasm right as it’s done, and trust me, it helps a lot with pain. I’ll give you aftercare too instead of tossing you back in your cell.” Jagger leaned on the bars. "Sounds good?"
Luke didn’t see how he would cum, but at least the person doing it wouldn’t be completely cold and uncaring of his suffering. Any other guard that did it wouldn’t give a shit about how much agony he was in.
“Okay, Sir.”
“Good. If you change your mind tomorrow about being my slave, you can. It's not something I'd force on someone. Wait until after you’re branded to make your final decision.”
Chapter Three
Luke had been permitted to sleep on his cot that night after a dinner of tasteless slop. He received fresh water the next morning, but no breakfast. Perhaps they were afraid he’d throw up from pain later. Branding was said to be a horrible shock to the system.
Luke hadn't expected to ever find out if that was true.
It must have been around noon when two guards led him out. The dungeons consisted of dank cells, bare stone walls, and floors. Most of the corridors looked the same to Luke, and he didn’t see how the guard didn’t get lost in this place. They passed a closed room where someone was screaming that they didn’t know. Jagger obviously wasn’t the only senior guard who questioned prisoners, and Luke wasn’t the only one to commit a crime lately.
Whoever was in that room certainly wasn’t confessing so easily while they were racked.
