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“Are you ready for me to destroy you?” The look in his eyes has my cock leaking rapidly. I try to give him my best growl but when he shifts himself behind me it just turns into a long moan. Fuck, he feels so good.
He starts pulling out, but then slams forward, ramming his cock into me, only the grip on my hips holds me still. Before I get time to adjust, he's pulling back out.
“Fuck!” Ramming his dick back in this time my pelvis jolts, white lights dance before my eyes and a feeling of… I will not use the word pleasure. I refuse to acknowledge anything nice about it.
My brain refuses to acknowledge anything else. The steady thrust, hitting the spot in my pelvis that elevates the burn to bliss. No. This isn't fair. He's not allowed to make this feel good.
“Good boy. Let go now. Admit how good it is and cum.”
I couldn't stop my wretched cock even if I wanted to.
twelve
Knox
Iliftmytreasureup towards me as far as his hands will let me. I want to see that cock when it shows me just how much he's loving this.
Hard, erect, and weeping, he's certainly enjoying the experience. The involuntary spasm as I touch his dick has a trail of pre-cum flicking up the wall. If he was further in his training, I'd make him lick it up, but for our first training session, I'll let it slide.
“Please Knox… I can’t...” Porter's breath hitches.
“What?” My hand rubs down his cock then quickly up, squeezing nice and tight, just how dirty boys want it. “You can't get this close and not go all the way. Not when you want it so badly.”
“I don't want this.” The poor boy tries to maintain his denial. We are long past the point where he could deny his pleasure.
“Of course you don't.” I kiss his shoulder. “Look at that cock, see how much you don't want this. Feel how much you don't.”
“You are evil,” Porter rasps.
“Yes, let it out. Release it all.” Fucking his sweet tight arse is everything I hoped it would be. In the end he stopped resisting and enjoyed it, just like they all do.
“I can't,” he tells himself, but there is no holding back his release when I bite down between his neck and shoulder. Thick ropes of cum splatter across my polished oak door panels as mine paints his insides.
I pray for an apology to follow. He needs to apologise to truly submit.
“Look at that mess! Dirty boy.”
“Fuck you,” he mutters, but he doesn't mean it. Fine, his mind needs longer to break. I can be patient for such a rare treasure.
“We can snuggle here for a minute if you like before I return to work.”
“What do you plan to do with us?”
Us?
This sleepy boy, even with my cock still in his arse is thinking about his sister when she could have so easily saved him from this.
“You will be well cared for, dear boy. You are a precious treasure, and no harm will come to you if you are good.”
“Why don't we get you cleaned up and then rest on the bed while I work?”
“Why don't you just let me go?”
Seems my treasure is delirious with pleasure. Despite his words, he is sorry to lose my cock, groaning at its withdrawal.
“Don't worry, you can have it again soon.” I lick around his red hole, lapping up my own cum like it's the nectar of the gods. He may pretend to hate it but he calls out for me when I leave him there.
“Relax, precious.” I return promptly with a bowl of warm water and a cloth. “I'm going to take care of you now and forever.”
