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"This is the last night of the contract," Kael said.Adrian stood in the doorway of Kael’s private apartment. It was attached to the studio, a stark, masculine space with heavy furniture and minimal decoration. Adrian was wearing a suit again. It was their ritual. He wore the suit; Kael destroyed it."I know," Adrian said. He stepped inside and closed the door.Kael walked over to him. He didn't offer a drink. He didn't waste time on preamble. He grabbed Adrian by the tie and pulled him into the bedroom."Strip," Kael ordered.Adrian undressed quickly. He was used to this now. He didn't fold the clothes; he just dropped them on the floor. He stood naked, his cock already rising in anticipation."On the bed. On your back. Head over the edge."Adrian walked to the large, heavy bed. He climbed on and positioned himself as instructed, his head hanging off the mattress, looking up at the floor. It was a vulnerable position, leaving his throat completely exposed and aligned.Kael stripped.
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The car ride was silent. Adrian sat in the passenger seat of Kael’s SUV, dressed in a simple black t-shirt and jeans. It was the most casual outfit Kael had allowed him to wear to a session. Usually, Kael liked the suit, liked destroying the professional image. Tonight was different. Tonight, they weren't going to the studio.Kael pulled the SUV into an underground parking garage beneath a non-descript brick building in the industrial district. He parked and turned off the engine."Out," Kael said.Adrian unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. The air in the garage was cool and smelled of concrete and exhaust. Kael led him to an elevator. He pressed a button for the top floor. As the doors closed, Kael reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a strip of thick black leather with a metal D-ring in the center."Turn around," Kael ordered.Adrian turned his back to Kael. He felt the leather wrap around his throat. It was snug, not choking, but firm. Kael buckled it in the back. Adrian r
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Adrian sat at his desk, staring at the phone. It was 4:00 PM on a Friday. The firm was winding down for the weekend, but he was wound tight. He hadn't slept properly in days. Every time he closed his eyes, he felt Kael’s hands on him. Every time he sat down, he felt the phantom ache in his ass.He couldn't focus on the brief in front of him. He was making mistakes. His secretary had asked if he was ill twice that afternoon. He was losing control, and for Adrian, losing control was unacceptable. This was supposed to be stress relief, not a hostile takeover of his life.He unlocked his phone and opened his messages. He scrolled to Kael’s name. The thread was mostly one-sided—Kael sending him addresses and times, Adrian replying with 'Yes' or 'Understood.' Adrian typed out the message. His thumbs hovered over the keyboard.I need to cancel the remaining sessions. This isn't working for me anymore. I will pay the penalty fee.He stared at the words. It was professional. It was final. He h
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The studio was dark, lit only by the streetlights filtering through the high, grime-streaked windows. It was nearly midnight. The rest of the building was silent, the other businesses long closed. Adrian was still there. He hadn't left after the session ended. He couldn't.He was bent over the weight bench, the same one he’d been violated on during the first consultation. But this time, the dynamic was different. The playful testing was over. The "conditioning" was just the warm-up. This was the main event.Kael walked to the front of the studio. Adrian heard the heavy deadbolt slide into place with a final, metallic thud. The sound made his stomach drop. There was no leaving now.Kael returned to the bench. He was shirtless, his sweatpants riding low on his hips. Adrian was dressed from the waist up—his crisp white dress shirt was still tucked in, the silk tie knotted perfectly at his throat. But from the waist down, he was naked. His suit trousers were pooled on the floor somewhere
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The routine had shifted. It wasn't a consultation anymore, and it wasn't just a session. It was conditioning. Adrian arrived at the studio Tuesday evening, his body already anticipating the abuse. He didn't bother with the pretense of a suit today, though the contract still mandated the absence of underwear. He wore track pants and a t-shirt, clothes he could strip out of quickly.He knew the drill. He locked the door, shed his clothes in the center of the room, and folded them neatly. He stood naked, waiting for Kael to emerge from the office.Kael walked out, drinking from a water bottle. He set it down and looked Adrian up and down. "You're late.""Traffic," Adrian said."I don't care about traffic," Kael said, his voice flat. "Get on the floor. Plank position. Forearms on the ground. Back straight."Adrian dropped to the rubber mats. He positioned himself, resting his weight on his forearms and toes. He engaged his core, keeping his body in a rigid straight line. He stared at the
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Ten minutes in. Adrian’s knees were weak. He felt like he might pass out. The sensation on his hole was blurring into a constant hum of pleasure. It was like an itch he couldn't scratch, a pressure that wouldn't break.Kael spit again. The wetness made the sliding easier, louder. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the quiet room."Your hole is twitching," Kael said, his voice rougher now. "It's trying to suck me in. You're desperate for it, aren't you, lawyer?""Yes," Adrian hissed. "God, yes.""Beg for it properly.""Please, Kael. Please fuck me. Put it in. I need it."Kael laughed darkly. "Not happening. We have twenty-five minutes left."The denial was cruel. Kael pressed the head of his cock flat against the opening and applied steady pressure, stretching the rim, threatening to breach, but never following through. He held it there for a full minute, just letting Adrian feel the stretch, the potential.Adrian’s breathing turned into ragged sobbing. He was overwhelme
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