Master, Slave, Master (7)

Slowly, fear eroded the corners of those Hazel eyes, quite the fun sight for Xavier. It was good; Xavier didn't have any plans to show mercy today.

Bound, Angel stood helpless, exposing his terribly strangled cock to Xavier. It was massaged generously, up and down, stroked, raising Angel's heart, warm breath escaping his mouth, building up a pleasurable pace, his limbs tingling hot, until it was all just gone, leaving Angel in a white blindness.

Gasps flare his lips, and Xavier admires his agony as he lights a smoke. Again, he teased the erect thing with pressured movements of his flat palm until it became a nice, painful shade of red, only to leave it twitching to the air with no semblance of release.

Xavier had a good laugh; Angel screamed so nicely for him. But he had more planned, so he tapped Angel's thigh. "Ass, baby."

Angel turned around and waited for further instructions. Said instructions came with a rather painful incentive, Xavier smacked his ass harshly, rippling his flesh down to his thigh. "Should I be instructing every little thing? Bend over, bitch."

"Sorry .." Hands stretched behind his back, Angel bent over and shaped an L with his body, of course though, his legs were spread apart. The tendons on his legs were all stretched straight.

Xavier pulled him closer and used his ashtray—the small of Angel's hip. He shuffled around in his bag, took out a bottle of lube and splashed it down between the cheeks letting the little hole swallow it all in, aided by his fingers. A high passed over him, cigarette held between the side of his mouth, he smacked Angel's inner thigh, and rubbed his hand over the plump meat, consequently the enclosed flesh around his fingers quivered open.

After a puff, he held the cigarette back in his mouth since he needed a hand free to search around in his bag.

And it made him chuckle, both the agitation from the buzzing egg vibrator on his fingers and how Angel clasped around his hand at the sound. Pulling out his lube-lathered fingers, he smeared the soft pink silicone, then traced the humming tip over Angel's back, slowly dragging it down to his ass, making him cry beautifully.

Since it had sparked a reaction, Xavier teased the small of his back more, flowing the vibe down his crevice, and used a hand to press his ass apart, agitating all the places near the opening indiscriminately, while Angel melted away under his touch.

"You're so sensitive here. I like it. Remind me to utilize this area more."

"Okay .." Though struggling to maintain his stance with the flaring, electric tingle down his spine, Angel still replied. His clasped hands were an inch away from hiding the spot being tortured on his back. Weak, he barely scratched near the place to soothe himself of the unbearable itch.

As a compulsory measure, Xavier slapped his ass with the inside of his curved palm, it was quick and precise, stern, most of all. Angel arched to his side from the strong thud, his knees bending at an irritating pace, Xavier had to address it. "Are you trying to piss me off on purpose, you dumb bitch! Can't you stand still? Should I leave?"

"No! No, please! I am sorry!" This was the scariest of all punishments, being left alone, deprived of all his purpose, more worthless than the abandoned furniture in this room, Angel couldn't let that happen.

Xavier liked how this spell of his always worked, his baby can't handle being left behind by his Masters out of disappointment, it breaks his heart terribly, just the thought of it, and it's always fun to watch Angel desperately crumble into submission. Like now, he had perfected his stance, bowed forward with his cheeks spread apart, presenting his perky hole for use. Xavier blew out his smoke over the view.

Since he was warned, Angel merely cried as the silicone vibrator irritated his exposed inner thighs. Slowly, Xavier brought it up rounding the entrance, pressing at the ridged sides, waiting for it to peek open itself before sliding the buzzing vibrator in until only the string flowed out from it. Instantly, Angel fell to his knees, and terrified, he raised his ass again. Changed constantly from standing on his toes to his soles, pitifully creating enough agitation to balance the agonising vibrations out.

"Master, please, can I shift around? Please! I can't stand still! Please!"

"No. Endure it." Xavier generously grazed Angel's cock, and not so generously paced the movement only to leave it hanging after a few good strokes.

'Please!' The gasps amounted to air really, but perhaps not the cold air, that was slowly making Xavier reconsider taking off his hoodie. Jittery, he got off the table and zipped his hoodie open to cover his arms inside.

Angel was weeping down his waist, it was difficult to balance himself with the inside of his ass being constantly agitated by mind-numbing vibrations. Tearful, he barely held off on completely huddling to the ground. The cold was making his bladder heavy, and his cock burned from the pressure strangling it, if only he could have any form of release.

Thinking Xavier was busy covering himself, Angel shifted around a few steps trying to ease himself, a foolish act he soon realised.

"You've got some nerve for a useless bitch." Xavier turned the vibrations to a scream-inducing level and felt a little content in his heart when Angel started crying pitifully, trying his best to perform for his Master. Slowly, Xavier caressed the scalp of his pleading baby, it was an endless series of requests really, but Xavier liked what it was doing to his cock so nothing stopped. It's not every day he can feel butterflies in his stomach after all.

"I'll die, please! Unh, I am sorry!" Angel did everything, folded his knees, almost fell to the floor, nearly wet himself but he didn't shuffle around the floor again. When he spoke, the words made out were mostly bare moments of tantrums.

"Not yet, you should please me first. I'll lower it so don't you dare cum, okay?"

"Okay!" Angel shrieked and waited until the whizzing in his ass subsided by a mile, instantly he fell to the floor. Crying, he held onto Xavier's legs, soothing his calf muscles. "Please use me.."

With a finger, Xavier undid Angel's mask and threw it off to the side. "Yeah? Then prepare to eat my ass, I'll let you cum if you do a good job. Follow me."

Xavier eased Angel into letting him go and walked over to the table, climbed up the edge again. Angel crawled behind him like the bitch he was, thighs tingling up to his ass, while a group of hasty young men laugh out in the corridor, reminding him of the vast difference between their worlds.

Angel was made to feast until Ray arrived.