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“Then come to me.”
“Yes, sir.”
Krumm was sitting against the headboard of a lush bed, and he smiled as Max walked over to join him. “I’m surprised to see you again.”
“Why?” Max crawled up between Krumm’s thighs.
“Not many like you who cross over come back.”
“I wanted more.” Max gasped as Krumm pulled him into his lap. Max was naked already, and he savored the heat of Krumm’s bare thighs pressed against his own.
“More of what?” Krumm asked as he gazed over Max.
“Your cock.” Max grinded forward, pressing into Krumm’s crotch. He reached for his loincloth, and he gasped when Krumm caught his wrist.
“No.” Krumm smirked.
Max didn’t understand what else he was supposed to say, and he tried rocking his hips again. He was hard, Krumm was hard, and he didn’t want to have to think. He just wanted to have sex, feel good, and forget about the real world.
And yet, Krumm again denied him, letting go of his wrist only to pin him on his back in a fluid sweep of movement.
Max was thrilled by the incredible show of strength and it made his cock throb harder. He squirmed, helplessly turned on, as he realized there was no way he could escape Krumm’s hold. He moaned, going limp and stretching his arms over his head to show he wouldn’t fight. “Yes. Please. Take me, sir. Please, take me. I’m yours.”
“There it is,” Krumm soothed. “That’s what you want.”
“What?” Max panted.
“You want to be mine. More than that, you want to be good for me, don’t you?”
Good, yes.
Somehow that single word unlocked a floodgate of emotion, and Max’s eyes stung as he replied, “Yes. I want to be good. Please.”
“If you want to be a good boy, you have to learn to listen.” Krumm trailed a claw along Max’s cheek. “Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes,sir.” Max sighed.
“Good boy.” Krumm kissed him, and the world spun.
Max was terrified he was about to wake up, and he fought to hold on to the sweet kiss and the pounding heat between his legs that needed relief. He grabbed Krumm’s shoulders, feeling the thick muscles and the warmth of his skin, using those sensations to further anchor him here in his dream.
“Averygood boy,” Krumm teased.
“That’s what I want.” Max breathed in deep. “I want to be good.” He breathed in again, the realization washing over him like a warm wave. “I want to be so good. I want to be perfect. I just want to do something right for once.”
“Oh, sweet boy.” Krumm kissed Max. “You have. And youwill.”
Max shuddered. “What do I have to do?”
“Obey, sweet boy. That is all.” Krumm smiled.
“I can do that.” Max gulped. “Sir.”
“Good.” Krumm shifted, descending until he was firmly wedged between Max’s thighs. He spread them wide and licked his lips slowly. “Stay here with me, stay focused on what I tell you to do, and I will show you how to be a good boy.”
