What Did You Do?!

Previously:-

"Is she unharmed?" Carson winced at the question. There was no way to lie around that inquiry. Well, there was, but it would probably end badly for him if he were to lie and then be found out. He glared the best that he could with someone's hand on his throat because if Johnson wanted an answer then he was going to have to remove his hand so that he could talk.

Johnson didn't remove his hand but he did lighten up on his hold, which allowed Carson to take giant gasps of air. His chest was hurting from the force of trying to gain air back into his lungs. Carson's brain was going fuzzy from the constant restriction of oxygen and then the sudden release of pleasure to be able to breathe again. This was already frying his nerves. He couldn't handle much more of this or he knew that he would pass out.

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