The Dungeon (Le Cachot Book 3) by Kelex

Author:Kelex
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted E-Publishing, LLC.
Published: 2014-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

As Gabriel’s sports car turned into the parking garage, Creigh felt the need within him escalate to fever pitch. Sweat beaded his brow, his ass throbbing around the plug deep within him. Sitting for nearly a couple of hours through traffic with the plug was pure torture. He’d writhed on the leather seat, fucking himself when Gabriel wasn’t looking, pushing himself to the edge of insanity. None of the stimulation had been enough to bring him to release, only enough to keep him in a heightened state of arousal, which had been even worse.

Knowing his torture was nearing its completion was gratifying to some degree, but then he recalled Gabriel had meant to punish him and he worried his torment had only just begun.

Gabriel exited the car and pulled off his snug black t-shirt and the front placard to his leather pants and tossed both into the now empty front seat before shutting the door. He then rounded to the passenger side, opening the door in one swift, fluid stroke. The smell of asphalt and fumes entered on a whiff of stale, underground air, forcing the luxurious smell of leather from his nose. His master leaned in and grabbed his collar, using it to help Creigh to his feet.

As soon as Creigh stood, Gabriel ripped the underwear from Creigh’s body, his forced public humiliation not as intense as it had been inside Gabriel’s building. Yet it still enflamed him all the same.

“I can’t wait much longer, Master.”

Gabriel slammed the door shut and pushed Creigh against it. He molded Creigh’s body to his, pinning Creigh against his muscled chest. “You’ll wait as long as I tell you to.”

“Yes, Master,” Creigh spat from clenched teeth, need spiraling. He’d done nothing to deserve this kind of punishment, he was sure of it. His only sin was letting Martin touch him, and it wasn’t like he’d been able to stop the madman.

“Who do you belong to?” Gabriel hissed.

“You, Master.”

Gabriel rolled his hips, his hard cock pressing into Creigh’s thigh. “Let’s go.”

Creigh followed along, his knees wobbly under him. They took the long elevator ride up alone and wandered through the lobby, many gazes leveled their way before they reached the doors to the underground lair. Another short elevator ride down and they returned to level two, or The Gates, as they were called.

The Gates were a series of tests, tests which opened the doors to other lower levels. Submissives had to show their desire to be accepted into a level by performing, so to speak, on stage for others to witness. Level two consisted of multiple small stages, where sexual acts could be performed in hopes of gaining access to a level below. If one wanted to get to level three, the medical suite that Creigh knew Gabriel coveted, then one had to impress the level three gatekeeper. On Creigh’s last visit, he’d unlocked level six, but instead of going down, he’d asked his master to let him open other doors into the dungeon first.

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