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"Uh?"

Not my cock, just imagining the hot wax hitting there has me shrivelling. My trapped balls feel exposed and the idea of wax there has me cringing, but my back still aches from the paddling. I have to choose one, or Knox will choose both. "Cock, but not my balls."

"You are a fearless brat," Knox chuckles. "Balls dipped in wax."

I shudder so violently at the idea. "Yes please."

I need to know what it is like, how much it will hurt, how I will find pleasure in it.

"Ready?" Knox prewarns the sting, but I can't stay still. I pull back, my wrists twisting in their bonds.

"Please stop. It hurts. God. Hurts so good." My words don't slow the burn of the wax, but true to his word, Knox ignores everything that isn't no. I could easily end the heated pain running down my cock and pooling around my balls, but I don’t want it to stop. "God, you are evil."

"And you take it like the devil you are," Knox compliments. The two handed bastard drips wax on my back unexpectedly. With attack coming from both sides, my body thrashes away from one pain and into another. I'm not sure which I'm focusing on most, seeking more or escaping.

"No more, please no more, I need to come. Please fuck me. God. I need cock. Now. Please."

I'm not sure at what point during my begging the wax stopped, but it did. Maybe it was the word no, maybe he took pity on me, or maybe he wants his cock in my arse as much as I do. Whatever it was, it worked.

"Please."

"Who could refuse such sweet begging?" Knox's fingers press on the plug inside, fucking my desperate insides for an eternity before sliding the device free. Expecting his hands on my cock, the push of his tip against my abused hole takes my breath away.

"Do it," I order in a throaty growl.

Damn it, he'll refuse me now for giving orders.

"Demanding brat." He slips inside, teasing every slow centimetre of his penetration. "It's a good thing I want this more than you do."

"Yes, Sir." Hopefully I can claw back permission to come.

"When I take the cage off, you won't have long. So, I want you to tell me when you are ready."

I'm ready now. My cock feels like it's trying to squeeze itself through a meat grinder. But instead of screaming out, my voice cracks into a moan as he moves within me.

Once he is comfortable behind me, he fucks me hard and fast, more like the first time he took me, that original raw passion.

"Not yet," I tell one of them. I'm not sure if I'm talking to Knox or my cock. My teeth grit together, my eyes pouring with tears as I try to reach a climax I can't achieve.

"I'm close," Knox warns.

"I was close three hours ago." OK, it's not been that long but he knows what I mean better than I do. "OK, do it. Take it off."

His hands fumble around my dick in the most unsexy way but freeing my cock from the metal cage is the best feeling ever. Blood pumps into my cock as his fingers caress my neglected length.

"Shit, shit, now. Now!"

A wave of euphoria washes over my whole body. I've never known such sweet release. The energy drains from my whole body leaving me boneless in Knox's arms.

"God, you're amazing."

"Thank you, treasure."

Chapter twenty-six

Knox

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