The Dungeon (Le Cachot Book 4) by Kelex

Author:Kelex
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted E-Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-10-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Take the shorts off,” Gabriel said later that evening in their room in Le Cachot. The padlock rested in his hand, the warm scent of good Kentucky bourbon on his breath.

They’d still not discussed the scene from earlier, or Pierre and Tomas, but after six weeks of not fucking his master, he didn’t rightly care in that moment. What had taken Gabriel so long to get them upstairs was beyond him, though. Talking to Christophe about business plans and upstarts and financial situations was not the priority that evening.

Finally, they’d gotten to the good stuff.

Creigh drew the shorts down, his semi-flaccid cock swaying in the metal cage between his legs. His ass clenched at the thought of finally being filled with his master’s cock, and his cock grew harder.

“Before we go any farther, we need to swap out your cage.”

Swap out my cage? “I prefer this one to the silicone,” Creigh said without thought.

Gabriel grabbed the back of Creigh’s hair and yanked him close, forcing Creigh to his knees. “Did you question me, slave?”

Creigh looked up into his master’s angry face, yet felt no true anger.

“You will not question me so freely, Creigh.”

“Yes, Master.”

“On your knees, go get the paddle. And bring it to me with your teeth,” Gabriel instructed.

Creigh crept over to Gabriel’s bags, withdrew the paddle with his teeth, and returned to his master.

Gabriel took the paddle and immediately struck Creigh in the ass, exactly where the new tattoo was. The sting was intense, bringing tears to Creigh’s eyes.

“A new day has dawned. The training wheels come off as of today,” Gabriel said.

“Yes, Master.” Creigh shivered at the comment. Lust filled him.

The paddle struck him several more times, the blows landing all over his ass and upper thighs, making him cry out. Each strike was a little harder than the one previous. Gabriel stopped the strikes, leaning down to run his lips over the abraded flesh.

Gabriel rose, and soon after the paddle came down another half dozen times. Creigh cried out against the pain, his body writhing from the pleasure.

“Please, Master,” he cried out.

“Please, what, slave?”

“Fuck me. I can’t stand waiting another moment.”

Gabriel snickered. He walked back to Creigh’s head and knelt, pressing the head of his cock against Creigh’s lips. The smooth feel of the PA pressed against Creigh’s mouth, the jewelry warmed by the heat of Gabriel’s body.

“Suck me first. Get me good and hard.”

Creigh opened for his master, taking the rough thrust of Gabriel’s cock. Gabriel prodded his mouth feverously, his tightly held control on edge. A crackle of excitement snapped in the air, with Creigh seeing how far gone Gabriel had become.

They were both pushed to the limit. Their abstinence had made them lust-crazed beasts. And now they would rut, like the animals they were.

Gabriel pulled from Creigh’s mouth. “On the bed.”

Without being told, Creigh knew to get on the leather-covered mattress, the “play” bed. As he sidled into the middle on his hands and knees, he watched as Gabriel clumsily pulled a lubricated condom on.

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