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Chapter 3: pump your cum on me

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Leo's vision was blurring at the edges. The combination of the thick cock pounding into his prostate, the friction on his neglected cock, and the large hand wrapped around his throat was pushing him to the very edge of sanity. He was fighting a losing battle against his own climax, his balls drawn up so tight they ached.

"Please," Leo wheezed, his hands frantically gripping Father Dominic's thick wrists. "Daddy, please. I'm going to explode."

Father Dominic did not let up. If anything, his thru
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    EpilogueThree months later.The corner office at the law firm was empty. The boxes had been packed weeks ago. Adrian hadn't just quit; he had walked away without looking back. The partnership, the prestige, the stress—it all belonged to another life. His life now had a singular focus, a single point of obedience.Adrian stood in the private bathroom attached to Kael’s studio apartment. It was 11:45 PM. Kael was due back from the club in fifteen minutes. Adrian was naked. He had been naked since he arrived at the studio two hours ago, waiting, prepping.He turned on the sink and washed his hands. Then he walked back into the main room. The studio was dim, lit only by the streetlights outside. The air smelled like rubber and iron, familiar and grounding.Adrian walked over to the supply cabinet. He took out the bulb syringe and the saline solution. He went to the toilet and flushed himself out. He did this three times until he was completely clean inside. It was a routine now. He didn'

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    Adrian woke up to sunlight cutting through the blinds. It was harsh, stabbing into his brain, making him squint. He was face down on the mattress, the sheets twisted around his legs. The room smelled like sex, sweat, and cum.He tried to move and immediately stopped. His entire body ached. His ass was throbbing, a deep, sore pulse that reminded him of every thrust from the night before. His throat was raw, swallowing hurt, and his wrists had red marks from the belts. He felt like he’d been run over by a truck.He shifted his hips slightly and felt the slick, wet slide of cum leaking out of him. Kael had come inside him three times, and none of it had been cleaned up. Adrian was still full of him. The sensation was sticky and uncomfortable, but it was also a brand. It marked him.He rolled over onto his back. Kael was lying next to him, awake, one arm behind his head. He was watching Adrian with those dark, assessing eyes."Morning," Kael said. His voice was rough with sleep.Adrian lo

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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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