تسجيل الدخولRONAN’S POVLeon spanked my thighs, my ass and my chest, building a rhythm. Then he fucked me on my side, one leg hitched high. The angle was deeper, hitting places I hadn’t felt before. He tugged my balls constantly, keeping me right on the edge.I came twice more like that, with him inside me, me spilling over his hands. It was messy, hot, and exhausting.Finally, he slowed, his hands turning almost gentle for a moment. He unchained me and held me as I shook.He let me rest on the table, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. Cum cooled on my skin, leaving sticky trails down my sides. Leon wiped my face with a cloth, almost soft, but his touch lingered too long on my lips.I knew it wasn’t over.His cock still hung half-hard between his legs, twitching as he looked at me.“Get up,” he said, his voice rough again.He pulled me to my feet, my legs wobbling like a newborn foal. Then he pushed me toward the corner where chains dangled from the ceiling.“Arms up.”I raised them,
Ronan’s POV Sweat dripped from his body onto mine, making us stick together. He pulled out suddenly, his cock shining with our mess, then flipped me quickly. He unstrapped my ankles but kept my wrists bound, pushing me onto my knees on the floor, facing him.“Open.”I obeyed, opening my mouth wide, and he pushed his cock inside. It tasted salty, tasting like both of us. He thrust deep, gagging me, his hand gripping my hair to hold me in place. While he fucked my throat, his foot nudged my legs apart.Then his hand reached down, grabbing my balls from below, rolling them roughly in his palm.He squeezed, tugged, and yanked, working them like toys as pain bloomed sweetly through me. My cock hardened fully again, leaking onto the cold floor.He noticed.He pulled out of my mouth, strings of saliva connecting us.“Horny little fuck.”He grabbed my shaft and jerked it brutally with long, punishing strokes that made my hips buck. His fist was tight and fast, showing no mercy, while my ball
Ronan’s POV“Good boy,” Leon said, his hand rubbing over the heat before dipping lower, his fingers brushing my hole.He grabbed the lube, the cold liquid spreading between my cheeks, followed by his fingers, two at first, pushing in and stretching me open. I moaned, pushing back instinctively.“So eager,” He muttered, adding a third finger and driving them deeper, curling them just right.Sparks shot through me, my cock hardening against the bench.Then he pulled out and replaced them with a plug, twisting it in slowly until it filled me completely. The base pressed firmly against me, leaving me stretched and full.“Keep that in,” he said, slapping it lightly.I cried out, my balls tightening as his hand moved to them, cupping them gently at first before squeezing hard. Pain shot through me as he tugged downward, stretching them slowly.“Yes, Leon,” I gasped. “It hurts… but it feels good.”He jerked them harder, testing my limits, while my cock leaked steadily against the wood beneat
Leon’s POV “Another round starts now.” I growled out as I cuffed him to the chair in the corner, his legs spread wide. With the whip in hand, I lashed him lightly across his chest, fresh stripes layering over old marks. He moaned, his cock rising, and I grabbed it roughly, jerking fast while spanking his balls as they dangled over the edge.“The pain would wake you up,” I muttered, thrusting my fingers into his ass, three at once, using nothing but my cum for slickness. I fucked him with them hard, hitting his prostate until it milked him dry. He came quickly, almost untouched, his body convulsing as I laughed and licked the mess off my hand. “Messy slave.”I moved him to the shower, the water running hot and steaming around us. I pinned him against the tile, my cock sliding between his cheeks as the water cascaded over his body. I fucked him there, my hands gripping his balls under the spray, slippery as I tugged them hard with every deep thrust. I jerked him against the wall, pu
Each lash landed differently, some were fast snaps on my thighs, others were slow drags that built a lingering sting, and by the fifth strike, my back burned as welts rose hot against my skin. The mystery man paused, his hand rubbing over the marks roughly before he followed it with open-palmed spanks over the same spots, left cheek, right cheek and directly over the whip lines, my skin jiggling under the impact as the pain layered over itself.“Get up,” he barked after ten lashes, and before I could react, he yanked me to my feet by the hair and dragged me toward a metal chair in the corner, looking old and rusted. “Sit, with your ass on the edge.”I lowered myself slowly, the plug pressing deep as I settled, while the eggs buzzed inside me, the vibrations grinding against my prostate. He tied my ankles to the chair legs, spreading me wide again, then bound my wrists to the arms, the ropes tight, leaving me facing him, with my legs open, my cock pointing upward and my balls resting
“Look at me while I hurt you,” The mystery man said, lashing my chest lightly. My nipples stung, then he went harder on my abs, red lines crisscrossing my skin. His hands were on my cock and he jerked it brutally, up and down in fast pumps, my skin slapped.“Beg to cum.”“Please… let me.”But he didn’t listen to my plea. Instead, he stopped. He grabbed my balls, squeezing both in one fist, twisting them slightly, making pain shoot up inside me. “Do these ache yet?” He tugged at it while jerking my cock slowly, teasing me and edging me over and over. He spanked my inner thighs with light slaps that built to hard smacks. My skin pinked, then turned to red.“Your body’s mine. This is what you wanted,” he growled.He mixed it all again with the whip on my ass when I was flipped again, the vibrator in shallow thrusts, and the eggs pulsing in patterns. The butt plug swapped for the vibrator, then back again. He was always grabbing my balls, yanking, squeezing and jerking me to the brink
With a heavy sigh, I walked out of the lecture hall, the door swinging shut behind me with a dull thud that echoed my mood. I glanced down at my watch and saw that I still had a couple minutes before my next class so I had no chance to run home and just sleep. The courtyard it was, then. A place
The weekend flew by very fast and I worked a full shift at my little cafe job. My boss grinning big when I said I'd stay late and cover for my co-worker that decided not to show up. I didn’t mind because it kept my head busy and away from the mess I was suddenly in. I had no time to think about th
Before I could straighten up, his hand shot out and twisted hard into my hair at the nape of my neck. I felt pain as he yanked my head back so fast that my vision blurred. “On your knees, Jonathan,” he growled, his voice rough. I had no strength left to fight him or argue because my muscles were
I walked right past the front row, my heart still racing, and dropped into my middle seat. The chair creaked under me, and I let out a small sigh as I held my bag on my lap like a shield. I sat there for maybe a minute, fiddling with my zipper and telling myself that it was fine but then the messa







