Chapter 25

Dan whimpered softly, his eyes still closed as he sensed Eric's nakedness. His heart raced, pounding against his ribcage as he trembled in fear. He felt Eric's hands on his thighs, pushing his legs apart. "No... please... I'm begging you…"

Eric ignored Dan's pleas, his hands spreading Dan's legs wide apart. He knelt down between them, his eyes fixed on Dan's exposed underwear. He reached out and tore the underwear apart, revealing Dan's trembling bottom. Eric let out a low, appreciative growl. "So pretty…"

Eric's gaze landed on his most intimate area. Dan felt a sense of utter violation, his body shaking violently as he tried to close his legs. But Eric held them apart, his hands like iron cuffs around Dan's thighs. "N-No... please... stop...!"

Eric leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning against Dan's vulnerable flesh. "Shh, relax, Dan. This will only hurt if you fight it," he murmured, his voice low and soothing. He positioned himself between Dan's spread legs, his hands gripping Dan's hips tightly.

Dan sobbed uncontrollably, his body trembling like a leaf. He felt Eric's weight pressing against him, his breath hot against Dan's skin. He squeezed his eyes shut, preparing for the worst as he felt the tip of Eric's member pressing against his tight hole.

Eric pushed forward slowly, his face contorted in concentration as he felt Dan's body resist him. Dan screamed, his voice hoarse from crying, as he felt himself being stretched painfully wide. "Eric... please... It hurts... please...!"

Eric gritted his teeth, his hands digging into Dan's hips as he pushed forward relentlessly. He felt Dan's body tear and stretch, the pain exquisite as he claimed his submissive. Finally, he was fully inside Dan, his thick member buried to the hilt in Dan's tight hole.

Dan wailed, his voice echoing through the room as Eric began to thrust in and out of him. The pain was unbearable, tears streaming down his face as he begged Eric to stop. But Eric was oblivious to his pleas, his own pleasure drowning out Dan's cries.

Eric's grunts filled the room as he set a brutal pace, his body slapping against Dan's with each forceful thrust. He looked down at Dan, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as he saw his submissive bound and beneath him. "Dan... you're mine... all mine…"

Dan's mind shattered, the pain and humiliation overwhelming him. He went limp in the chair, his body accepting Eric's rough treatment as tears slid down his cheeks. He retreated into his mind, disassociating from his body as Eric continued to pound into him.

Eric, lost in his own pleasure, didn't notice Dan's disassociation. He leaned over Dan, his hands gripping the back of the chair as he increased his pace. His body tensed as he neared his release, his grunts becoming louder and more animalistic. "Dan... Dan... Dan…"

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As the days passed, Dan found himself trapped in a never-ending cycle of pain and submission. Eric's sessions grew more frequent and intense, pushing Dan to his breaking point. He was beaten, tortured, and used as Eric's personal plaything, his body bearing the scars of Eric's cruelty.

Despite his situation, Dan found solace in the brief moments when Eric was tender. After each session, Eric would clean Dan up gently, murmuring soothing words into his ear as he tended to Dan's wounds. He would hold Dan close, stroking his hair.

. . .

Dan doing his job at his office suddenly trembled because of the vibrator inside of him, powerful the vibration was. He keeps his straight face as John is standing and saying the schedule for Dan's meeting.

John, Eric's secretary, stood at the front of the room, going over the schedule for Dan's meetings. Dan tried to focus, but the vibration from his chair was intense, making it difficult for him to concentrate.

Dan squirmed slightly in his seat, his face flushed as he struggled to maintain his composure. The vibration was growing stronger, pulsing against his most sensitive areas. He crossed his legs, trying to relieve the pressure, but it only intensified the sensation.

John finished speaking and turned to leave, but not before giving Dan a curious glance. Dan forced a smile, nodding along as if he had been paying attention to the schedule. As soon as John was out of sight, Dan let out a quiet whimper, his body shaking with the force of the vibration.

Dan's whimpers turned into low moans, his body tensing as he neared his release. The vibrations were relentless, pushing him towards the edge despite his best efforts to hold back. His body tensed, his breath hitching as he tried to stifle his cry.

Dan's legs shook violently as the vibration reached its peak, his toes curling in his shoes. With a muffled cry, he came hard, his orgasm intense and overwhelming. His body jerked and spasmed, the hidden toy continuing to buzz against him as he rode out his climax.

As the last waves of his release subsided, Dan slumped back in his chair, breathing hard. His face was flushed, his hair disheveled from running his hands through it. He glanced at the closed office door, hoping no one had heard his muffled moans.

"Fuck you, Eric your getting me in trouble because of this." He grumbles under his breath.

"Hey, you signed the deal, didn't you? And you agreed to everything, so it's your own fault."

Eric's voice came through the small earpiece hidden in Dan's ear, his tone smug and self-satisfied.

"I like to think of it as me having my fun, and you just happen to be the one suffering for it." Eric chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the power he had over Dan.

Dan's heart raced with a mixture of anger and fear as he heard Eric's voice in his ear. He hated how much control Eric had over him, how the man knew just how to push his buttons.

Dan: "You're sick and twisted. You know that, right?"

He whispered, his voice betraying his emotions. Dan tried to maintain a stoic expression as John walked back into the room, glancing at Dan curiously.

Eric's soft chuckle echoed through the earpiece, the sound making Dan's skin crawl.

"You're the one suffering, not me. I'm enjoying every moment of this." Eric's tone was cold and detached, as though he were talking about a favorite game instead of a living, breathing human being. Dan felt a wave of revulsion at the man's nonchalant attitude.

Dan clenched his jaw, his hands balling into fists. "Screw you, Eric. I'm not your pawn."

Eric's soft chuckle echoed through the earpiece, the sound making Dan's skin crawl.

"You're the one suffering, not me. I'm enjoying every moment of this." Eric's tone was cold and detached, as though he were talking about a favorite game instead of a living, breathing human being. Dan felt a wave of revulsion at the man's nonchalant attitude.

Dan clenched his jaw, his hands balling into fists. "Screw you, Eric. I'm not your pawn."

"Oh, don't kid yourself, Dan. You're my pawn, my toy, and you're going to do whatever I tell you to."

He paused, his voice taking on an ominous tone. "And you'd better do it well, or there will be consequences. Be a good boy just like how you were when you were a child."

Dan's hand involuntarily clenched the armrest of his chair, his breath coming out in shallow pants. He wanted to rip the earpiece out, to get away from the man's toxic presence, but he knew better than to try.

Eric's words echoed in Dan's ears like a cruel taunt, each syllable a dagger in his heart. The man's cold, detached tone only fueled the flames of Dan's anger and frustration. As Dan felt his hand clenching the armrest of his chair, he could feel his resistance weakening.

It was as if Eric had somehow found every weak spot in his soul and was now gleefully poking at them, relishing in his cruelty. Dan could hear Eric's smug, satisfied chuckle through the earpiece, and it made him grind his teeth together.

Dan's body trembled with a mixture of rage and helplessness as he tried to push aside his growing fear. He knew that Eric was watching his every move, listening to his every breath. He could feel the man's presence like a dark shadow breathing down his neck, and it made him feel suffocated.

Dan wanted to defy Eric, to find some way to break free from his control. But the consequences that Eric had threatened were hanging over him like a sword of Damocles, always reminding him that he had no choice but to obey.

He bit his lips then stood up from the chair, he felt a wave of relief mixed with dread. He was grateful for the opportunity to change his pants, but he also knew that this was a moment of vulnerability that Eric would pounce on.

Dan could hear the faint sound of Eric's chuckle through the earpiece, a reminder that the man was always watching, always waiting for the perfect moment to make his move.

Eric's eyes gleam with satisfaction as he watches Dan's every movement, his hand on the earpiece controlling the intensity of the vibrations. The power and control he holds over Dan fuels his sadistic desires even more.

Eric: "Don't even think about turning me off, my Little Dan. I have eyes on you at all times, wherever you are. I'm always watching and listening. Remember that."

Dan's body tenses as he hears Eric's warning through the earpiece, a cold shiver running down his spine. He glances around the room as if expecting to see Eric's eyes on him, his heart racing in his chest.

Dan: "I know," he mutters quietly, his voice filled with resignation. He hates how powerless he feels in this situation, how completely under Eric's control he is.

Eric's voice comes through the earpiece again, his tone smug and satisfied.

Eric: "Good boy. You're learning your place, aren't you? You're mine, remember that. You're my plaything, and I'll use you however I see fit."

Dan clenches his jaw, biting back a retort. He hates how Eric talks like he owns him, like he's nothing more than a tool to be used and discarded.

"Where can I get new pants and underwear? After you do those games on me." Dan asked.

There was a smirk in Eric's voice as he replied, "Oh, you want to change your pants and underwear, huh? Well, you'll have to earn it, my Little Dan."

Eric chuckled softly. "I have a task for you. You're not allowed to change until you've completed it. If you behave and do as I say, then maybe I'll consider letting you change."

Dan felt a shudder run down his spine at the sound of Eric's cold and calculated voice through the earpiece. He desperately wanted to change out of the soiled underwear, but the thought of having to earn that right made him sick to his stomach.

He clenched his fists, his teeth grinding together. "What do you want me to do?" he gritted out, trying to hide his fear and disgust.