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“He’s a thief.”

Jagger cut his eyes at the guard. “Yes, he is, but not all thieves are entirely terrible. Get on all fours, Luke.”

Luke shook as he got on his knees. The branding scared him even more than a whipping or being left in predicament bondage. They were going to sear his flesh, and he’d be marked for life. If he ever got naked with someone again, they’d know he’d committed a crime. Other things could be healed, but this wouldn’t. It would have to heal naturally and turn into a scar. His breath started to come in short gasps as he struggled to think of a way out of this.

Jagger used the crop to lift his chin. “Luke, the branding probably seems like a big deal, and it will be painful, but it’ll be on your back. Once it heals, you might need oil for the surrounding skin to keep it from pulling, but there are far worse injuries and things to suffer out there. I’m going to try and make this a little easier for you, and I’m sure an orgasm will help. It’ll increase your pain tolerance and take the edge off a bit.”

Luke wasn’t sure about that, and Jagger crouched by him.

“You want to be a good boy, right? Pissing in the ale was pretty low, and you did commit a crime, but not all of your intentions were utterly terrible. Correct?” Jagger took his chin.

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“It’s normal to be frightened of punishment, and the fear of pain can be a deterrent at times. But instead of simply focusing on your fear, think of what you did wrong and how you deserve to be punished. In the future, even if you’re desperate, and let’s say you resort to thievery again which I hope you don’t, you won’t piss in anyone’s ale, will you?”

“No, Sir. I won’t steal again either, Sir.”

“And you won’t lie to me, right?”

“I won’t lie to you, Sir.”

“Don’t fight what’s done to you. Accept it, and remember that you have little choice in the future but to take pain and punishment. The sooner you accept that, the easier it will be.” Jagger stood and tapped his ass with the crop. “Move toward the horse.”

Luke crawled over it and tried to calm his trembling. The guard had lit the brazier, and he lifted the brand from the wall to place it in the fire.

Jagger came to stand by him. “Jerk yourself and get hard."

Luke glanced at the guard as he gripped his own cock. He’d had a client that paid for a buddy to watch them. It had been humiliating to suck off the client while they were watched, and Luke hadn’t been able to get hard later. The client had tried helping him with a little stroking, but it hadn't worked.

He wished he could get into it because the idea of being used in front of others had an interesting, erotic aspect, but the embarrassment was far too much for him to handle.

“Sir?”

“What?”

“Is he staying, Sir? I can’t cum with a third in the room.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you off,” said Jagger.

"Sir, I've tried, but I can't."

"I bet the other partner didn't try very hard to help you out."

The other had grown rather frustrated, and that had made it even harder for Luke.

“Right now, I own you, including your pleasure and pain.” Jagger gripped Luke’s chin and ran a thumb across his mouth. "You'll cum if I say so."

It was hard for Luke to get his cock hard while the guard stared at him. Jagger seemed so sure, but with the stress of today, what if Luke couldn't get it up all of the way up to begin with? He started to fear some other punishment awaited if he couldn’t follow what should be a simple command.

Jagger smacked his left nipple with the crop, and the little jolt of pain sent a thrill to Luke’s dick which was only half-hard. The guard’s eyes were too much even though Luke was trying to look anywhere but at him.

“Look at me,” Jagger commanded, and Luke lifted his eyes to his face. “Focus on me and what I told you to do. Your main goal should be obeying me and doing as you’re told even if we’re in a room full of people. Don’t think about a way to get out of what’s being done. Don’t wish it wasn’t happening, and don’t think about simply getting to a point afterward when everything is done. Think about obedience and doing as you’re told to please me.”

The leather end of the crop wandered along Luke’s chest and to his shoulder where it brushed back some of his hair. Jagger stepped closer as he continued running the crop along his back.

“You seem to like paying your debts, so think of this one as to pay if you’re going to be under my protection.”

Luke focused on his eyes as he jerked his cock and tried to lose himself. It would be like a debt. He’d pay with his holes and submission, but it’d be worth it. Honestly, even in different circumstances, he certainly wouldn’t complain about kneeling for such a man and letting him have his way, although he'd prefer that no one else was around.

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