Drew smiled, running his thumb over Liam's cheek. “Because, my dear Liam, you've given me a rare gift. A chance to explore this side of myself, to push boundaries and experience new things. And for that, I'm eternally grateful.”Liam felt a warmth spread through his chest at Drew's words. No one had ever thanked him for something like this before. No one had ever made him feel like he was giving something valuable, something precious, by submitting to their will, not Julian, not Jasper because they hurt him.He leaned in, capturing Drew's lips in a soft, gentle kiss. It was a moment of perfect understanding, of connection on a level deeper than either of them had expected when they started this journey together.As they pulled apart, Liam smiled up at Drew. “Thank you too,” he said softly. “For showing me that there's more to sex than I ever imagined. For helping me explore parts of myself I didn't even know existed.”Drew's eyes darkened with emotion. “It's my pleasure, Liam. More th
But Drew seemed content to tease, to torment. His hands and lips explored every inch of Liam's skin, carefully avoiding his straining erection. Liam writhed against his restraints, pleading with his eyes for Drew to end his torment.Finally, Drew relented, his hand wrapping around Liam's length. Liam cried out, his hips bucking wildly as Drew stroked him with firm, sure movements.“Oh god, yes,” Liam gasped, his head thrown back in ecstasy. “Please, Drew, please don't stop.”Drew tightened his grip. “That's right, baby,” he murmured. “Let me hear you. Let everyone know how much you love my cock.”Liam's cries grew louder as Drew increased his pace. He felt like he was on fire, his entire world narrowed down to the sensation of Drew's hand on him, the heat building in his core.“I'm close,” he warned, his voice hoarse with need. “Drew, I'm so close.”Drew didn't slow down. If anything, his strokes became faster, more insistent. Liam could feel his orgasm building, coiling tight in his
Liam swallowed hard. “I… I want you to touch me,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing with shame and desire.Drew chuckled. “Oh, I intend to do much more than just touch you,” he promised. “But first, you need to learn how to ask properly. How to beg.”Liam's eyes widened. Beg? He wasn't sure he could do that, wasn't sure he had it in him to lower himself to that level. But as Drew's hands continued their maddening dance over his skin, he found his resolve crumbling .“Please,” he whispered, the word torn from his lips.“Please what?” Drew prompted, his breath hot against Liam's neck.Liam closed his eyes, gathering his courage. “Please touch me,” he said, louder this time. “Please… I need it.”Drew's hands stilled on Liam's hips. “Good boy,” he praised. “That wasn't so hard now, was it?”Before Liam could respond, he felt Drew's hands move to his boxer briefs, slipping beneath the elastic waistband. Liam gasped as Drew's fingers wrapped around his length, stroking him slowly.“Oh god,”
As they approached their destination, Liam felt a shiver of apprehension run down his spine. Whatever lay ahead, he knew it wouldn’t be easy. But as he glanced at Drew, he realized that he was ready to face it, ready to see where this twisted journey would lead them.Drew led Liam into a dimly lit alley, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the brick walls. Liam could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his senses on high alert as he wondered what awaited them at the end of the alley.Finally, they stopped in front of an unmarked door. Drew produced a key and unlocked it, pushing it open to reveal a set of stairs leading down into darkness.“After you,” Drew said, gesturing for Liam to go first.Liam hesitated for a moment, unsure of what lay ahead. But with Drew’s imposing presence behind him, he knew he had no choice but to move.Don’t worry, my pet,” he murmured. “We’ll take it slow. I want to savor every moment of your initiation.”Liam shuddered at his words, his body respo
Liam groaned, burying his face in his hands. How had he let things go so far? He knew he shouldn’t have let Drew take control, but a part of him had wanted it, had craved it. And now, he was left dealing with the aftermath, the confusion, and the shame.He threw off the covers and stumbled out of bed, heading for the shower. As the hot water cascaded over his body, he tried to wash away the lingering sensations, the memories that refused to fade. But they were etched into his mind, vivid and undeniable.When he emerged from the shower , he found a steaming cup of coffee waiting for him on the bedside table, courtesy of Drew. He sipped it slowly, trying to clear his head, trying to make sense of the chaos that was now his life.But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake off the feeling that he was losing himself, that he was falling deeper and deeper into a hole he couldn’t climb out of. And the worst part was, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to escape.As he finished his coff
Liam felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him. He knew he looked good in the suit, but he also knew that it was all because of Drew. Drew owned him, body and soul, and he couldn’t escape that fact.Drew moved closer to him, his presence overwhelming. He reached out, adjusting Liam’s tie, his fingers brushing against his neck. Liam felt a shiver run down his spine at the touch, his heart pounding in his chest.“There,” Drew said, stepping back. “Now you’re ready. Let’s go.”Liam followed him silently, his mind racing. Where were they going? And what would happen when they got there?As they stepped out of the house and into the car, Liam felt his anxiety grow. He knew that whatever lay ahead, he had no choice but to face it. He was Drew’s, and he would have to do as he was told.The car ride was silent, filled with tension. Drew didn’t speak, and Liam didn’t dare to ask any questions. He knew better than to question Drew’s actions, at least for now.When they arrived at their destina
Drew didn’t say much after their brief conversation. He simply told Liam to get ready for dinner and disappeared into his study. Liam felt his heart drop, not knowing what to expect, but he knew better than to argue or even question what was going to happen. He didn’t have much of a choice, after all.Drew’s study was a dark, imposing room, with a mahogany desk at its center. The walls were lined with books, and a fire crackled in the hearth. Liam knocked on the door, but Drew didn’t answer.Assuming that meant he was to enter, Liam walked in. Drew sat behind his desk, his head in his hands. He looked up when Liam stepped inside and gestured for him to come closer.“What do you want from me?” Liam asked, his voice shaky but determined. “You keep saying I have no choice, that this is my life now, but why?”Drew looked at him for a long moment before responding. “I told you. You’re mine. And I intend to keep you.”Liam felt his chest tighten. He didn’t understand why he was still here,
There was a sigh on the other end of the line. “Okay, Clara. I understand. But we could talk about doing business together."Clara hesitated for a moment before responding but then she thought maybe this was it, a way to get herself useful in Davenport's business , she could show her husband she was more than a pretty face."What kind of business?" She asked."Well, you are getting to model for my branding company in a way promoting Davenport's business well."Clara's eyes widened. That was actually a good idea. It would look good to Julian and help her gain some independence."I would like that," she said finally. "When do we start?"Adrian chuckled on the other end of the line and Clara could tell he was pleased with her decision."How about tomorrow? I can have my driver pick you up at ten."Clara agreed and they said their goodbyes. As she hung up. This was it she assured herself as she fell to her bed, taking in a deep breath.***Liam sat alone in the dim-lit living room of Dr
Julian stood there, his expression unreadable. “Clara,” he said, his voice cool. “Come in.”She stepped inside, the door closing behind her with a soft click. Julian moved to stand behind his desk, his fingers steepled together as he regarded her.“Where were you last night?” he asked, his tone deceptively calm.Clara swallowed hard, trying to find her voice. “I… I was out,” she managed to say.Julian raised an eyebrow. “Out? With whom, might I ask?”Clara hesitated. She knew that no matter what she said, Julian wouldn’t believe her. But she had to try.“I was with a friend,” she lied, hoping her expression didn’t betray her. “We went out for dinner and lost track of time.”Julian was quiet for a long moment, studying her. Clara felt like an insect under a microscope, waiting for the hammer to fall. But instead of anger, Julian simply sighed. “Clara,” he began, his voice tired. “You know I don’t care what you do, as long as you’re discreet. But disappearing all night without a word?