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“Yes, sir,” Mason said.
“When you’ve finished the water and you’re steady, come and kneel by his head.”
Mason nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Without speaking to Jack or giving him any extra touches, Gray snapped cuffs around his wrist and ankles. Then he laid a hand at the base of Jack’s spine. “I’m going to deliver your punishment now, and I won’t go easy. Do you remember your safeword?”
Jack nodded.
“I expect a verbal answer.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. Use it if you need it.”
“Yes, sir.”
Gray slapped the flogger against Jack’s ass, and Jack jerked, tugging at his bonds. “Fuck!”
“Stings, doesn’t it?” Before Jack could answer, Gray spanked him again, bringing the tassels down on the opposite cheek.
Jack struggled harder, but Gray didn’t stop. He let the blows rain down, one after another, until Jack began accepting the pain and calmed, reaching for the blows instead of trying to get away. His ass was bright red, and Gray knew it would be hot to the touch.
Mason left the couch and knelt by Jack as instructed. He stroked Jack’s shoulders and reminded him to breathe. They were so fucking gorgeous together.
Gray paused and caressed Jack’s ass with the smooth tassels. Then he let his fingers take the same path, needing to feel the heat he’d created.
Jack moaned and pushed into his touch.
“Like that, do you? Want more?”
“Yes, sir.” Jack’s voice was low and breathy.
“Good,” Gray said. He went back to slapping the flogger against Jack, lightly, then harder, moving down to the back of his thighs, leaving him unable to predict where the next blow would land or how much it would sting.
Mason speared his hand through Jack’s hair, holding his head to the bench. With his other hand, he caressed Jack’s arm soothingly.
“You want to suck Mason’s cock while I punish you?” Gray asked.
Jack nodded frantically.
“Then show me how much you need this. Stop holding back. I want to hear you shout, cry, tell me what it’s doing to you.”
“Graaaay.”
“Are you arguing with me?”
“N-no, sir.”
“Good.” He swished the flogger over Jack’s ass. “What’s your safeword?” He needed to check in. Jack was holding his cries in more than Gray would have expected, even considering the fact that Gray hadn’t given him the slow buildup he was used to.
Jack hadn’t replied. He seemed lost in gazing at Mason.
“Tell me your safeword, now.”
Jack swallowed visibly, and Mason caressed his face.
“Apple pie,” Jack said.
