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“And what, five or six times as many Tops?” I asked.
“Something like that.”
I exhaled loudly and pulled my eyes away from Garrett to the sound of skin being slapped repeatedly. The young man they’d restrained to the cross was fidgeting around and had earned himself some harsh bare-handed slaps from the four men and one woman who stood by. Garrett made a noise and then pulled his beer bottle away from his lips.
“That guy is new, and I don’t think he really knows what end is up,” Garrett said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“Mmmhmm. I saw Stuart and a couple of other guys messing with him in the entryway. I don’t know what he did, or didn’t do, but I walked in on them slapping him, and Stuart had his finger up his ass. They each eventually had their dicks in his mouth, and the guy couldn’t handle any of them. He repeatedly gagged, but they all continued.”
“What makes you think he’s new and clueless?”
“Come on, James. You know how male bottoms are at these parties.” Unfortunately, I did. Even if they weren’t bi, or gay, they still all knew how to perform orally. Unless they were new. “Anyhow, after they had their fun with him, they left him in the front room covered in their cum. I went over to him, and he had this look in his eye that told me he didn’t enjoy it. When I asked him if he had wanted what happened, he nodded and said he consented. He thinks his signature on the waiver to enter the party was his consent for anything.”
“How did he even end up here?” I wondered out loud.
“I have no idea. He probably knows someone here from another club where the party was posted.”
“And it probably had an email address to get on the invite list.”
I shook my head at that practice. Randomly inviting complete strangers to these types of parties where mind play took place was somewhat predatory in my eyes. On the other side of that coin, attending power exchange parties where you didn’t know the host, or some of the guests, was dangerous.
“I’m going to head out. This party sucks,” Garrett said.
“It’s still early. Go to Club Oxygen. There should be something going on there for you to get excited about.”
“I might. I’m only slightly hesitant to leave, though, because of him,” Garrett said as he looked at the young man restrained to the cross.
“Go. I’ll stay and keep my eye on him.”
“You sure?”
I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head to the side to look at Garrett. He knew what the look meant and knew that I never offered to do anything that I didn’t do to the fullest. Garrett grinned and then nudged my arm with his fist.
“Thank you. Text me later or tomorrow and let me know how it all goes.”
I nodded. As soon as Garrett left, I glued my eyes to the bottom on the cross. As the people around him took turns paddling him and using a belt on his ass, it shocked me that no one had the decency to check on him. His flesh was different shades of red and blotchy in spots, and I knew some areas were going to turn into welts.
Stuart grabbed him by the hair to keep him still while he got close to the young man’s ear. I couldn’t hear what either of them had said. Stuart let go of the man’s hair, and his facial expression was troubling, almost evil looking. He had a huge grin on his face and was nodding, as if delivering news that he found more appealing than the young man did.
As the men took turns using a combination of impact tools on his ass, I shook my head. There was no way the young man’s body could react with any pleasure to all of the different sensations. A wooden paddle was used, then a belt, then someone used a crop on him, then someone else stepped up and had used their bare hand. It was simply a mess. And as if all of that wasn’t enough, the woman stood in front of him and pinched or tweaked his nipples while telling him how worthless he was.
I understood that some people were into humiliation and degradation play. This young man could very well be turned on by it. But any responsible Top knew that in order for this kind of play to not be damaging, there had to be some care and thought put into it. Some discussions needed to be had, which appeared to have never taken place.
I reminded myself that these people weren’t from Oxygen. The common sense to check on your bottom was lost on these people. Or perhaps, they never cared in the first place.
The men were starting to rub their erections against the young man’s bright red ass cheeks after each of them struck him. The woman kept reaching between her legs and then would push her fingers in his mouth, or she’d smear her fluids on his face.
The young man was in way over his head, and it wouldn’t be long before these men attempted to fuck him. And I wasn’t convinced he wanted that. His hands were wrapped around the wood of the cross, gripping it tightly. Though his feet were restrained, he still had some free movement of them. His feet and lower half would shift to the left as someone to his right struck him. Then he’d move to his right as he was hit from his left and look over his shoulder. Clearly, he was trying to move away.
I took a few steps to the side so I could see the front of him. With his height and the build of this cross, if he was erect, his cock would be against the pad in the center. I was almost hoping that I wouldn’t be able to see his cock and that the pad would conceal it. He appeared semi-erect; however, that wasn’t a solid sign that he was enjoying this. That could be nothing more than his body reacting.
The man looked over his right shoulder at the other men gathered behind him. Another man touched his leg with an electrical wand, and as the young man cried out, I’d had enough.
Chapter 3
Andrew
