Chapter 10

In one swift, smooth movement, Taren scooped Ian off the floor and into his arms. Ian rested his head under Taren’s jaw, appreciating his heady, musky scent and how it mixed with the aroma of ginger.

Ian was laid on the bed and the rings around his balls were removed. Taren leaned over him and hooked Ian’s wrist cuffs to the bed’s restraints, his ankles were left loose. He lifted Ian’s head and fitted a blindfold into place. Ian felt Taren move away, he was back a moment later.

The cock cage was removed.

Taren spent a moment stroking and stretching Ian’s cock, slapping his balls until Ian was writhing and moaning. When Taren rubbed the ginger root over Ian’s glans and along the length of his cock Ian gasped, his back arched and he bent and flexed his legs. His already overly sensitive skin was alight with tingling and a low, steady burn.