yourself keeping the world safe from what you really are. Abomination...
Drekk stepped back. “Clean yourself and return to me when you’re ready for some ‘guidance’.” Drekk smirked, but instead of the anger he expected to see from Ryen, he received a quiet nod before Ryen did what he’d been told.
“What the fuck is going on around here?” Drekk sat as soon as Ryen left, his hands at his throbbing temples. Glaring at his engorged cock, he shook his head. “What the hell are you doing to me?”
Ryen waited until the lav door closed behind him before he sagged against the wall.
Dear space, but he’d come so hard. His dick still pulsed and his asshole puckered, waiting for another taste of Drekk’s cock.
He’d never imagined sex to be so satisfying.
“I don’t hear any water in there.” Drekk yelled through the door.
Ryen yelled back, “I’m getting there. Just using the facilities.” A good idea he took advantage of before stepping into the cleansing feature. While he stood under a burst of water and solar rays, Ryen wondered if Drekk might catch on to Ryen’s real agenda. While helping Drekk the past few days, Ryen had learned something astonishing about himself. He loved caring for Drekk. Taking care of the stubborn male was different than taking care of Anin, Ryen’s vulnerable sister.
Though at first incapacitated, Drekk had wakened with his strength returned. A hardy male who had the discipline to control not only himself, but take on a horde of Ebrellions. In defeating so many, Drekk had unconsciously wormed his way through Ryen’s safeguards.
Now the thought of submitting to Drekk didn’t bother him in the slightest. If anything, Ryen burned for the opportunity to bend over and be taken. He wanted nothing more than to feel Drekk’s dick deep inside him, controlling him with whatever means his master deemed necessary.
Ryen quivered with desire and a satisfaction bordering on ecstasy. Finally. That missing part of himself, that frustrated void had been filled. Drekk’s scent, his body and soul called out to Ryen on every level. It was with sheer will that Ryen remained aloof, not wanting to show Drekk how easy he’d find the taking. Much as Ryen needed to submit, he also needed to fulfil what he sensed of Drekk’s desires. Drekk wanted to conquer by seduction. He didn’t want an easy, too-willing partner. No, Ryen’s lover needed a challenge.
Ryen took the controller out of his hiding spot behind the soap collector and removed his magnecuffs with a small ping. He kept his collar on, a soothing reminder of where he belonged. To his strong, sensitive yet domineering new master.
The need to submit took away his anger, but Ryen wondered if that meant he’d always be free from violent rages, from the desire to kill. He tugged at his collar, wanting to feel at ease. To not worry that anytime he faced a possible threat he’d go off the deep end.
Experiencing love in whatever guise it came to him would be a welcome change from panic attacks and the terror of harming an innocent.
Be it a male or female, Ryen wanted the intimacy. Though to be honest, lately his desire catered towards a specific man. Thanks to Drekk, the thought of a same sex union no longer bothered him. On the contrary, Ryen had a hard time remembering how good it felt to be buried in a woman. And a part of him wanted to feel Drekk’s ass taking him deep. Feeling such tight flesh hugging his cock as he pumped the male full of seed.
Groaning at yet another hard-on needing relief, Ryen turned off the shower and dried himself. He left the lav with the towel around his waist, only to find Drekk holding nipple clamps and a paddle. Stars, I want this male more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.
His master had a menacing grin on his face, the meanness back in full effect.
With a lusty sigh, Ryen straightened to his full height and gave Drekk the fight he’d been looking for since he’d woken this
Drekk stepped back. “Clean yourself and return to me when you’re ready for some ‘guidance’.” Drekk smirked, but instead of the anger he expected to see from Ryen, he received a quiet nod before Ryen did what he’d been told.
“What the fuck is going on around here?” Drekk sat as soon as Ryen left, his hands at his throbbing temples. Glaring at his engorged cock, he shook his head. “What the hell are you doing to me?”
Ryen waited until the lav door closed behind him before he sagged against the wall.
Dear space, but he’d come so hard. His dick still pulsed and his asshole puckered, waiting for another taste of Drekk’s cock.
He’d never imagined sex to be so satisfying.
“I don’t hear any water in there.” Drekk yelled through the door.
Ryen yelled back, “I’m getting there. Just using the facilities.” A good idea he took advantage of before stepping into the cleansing feature. While he stood under a burst of water and solar rays, Ryen wondered if Drekk might catch on to Ryen’s real agenda. While helping Drekk the past few days, Ryen had learned something astonishing about himself. He loved caring for Drekk. Taking care of the stubborn male was different than taking care of Anin, Ryen’s vulnerable sister.
Though at first incapacitated, Drekk had wakened with his strength returned. A hardy male who had the discipline to control not only himself, but take on a horde of Ebrellions. In defeating so many, Drekk had unconsciously wormed his way through Ryen’s safeguards.
Now the thought of submitting to Drekk didn’t bother him in the slightest. If anything, Ryen burned for the opportunity to bend over and be taken. He wanted nothing more than to feel Drekk’s dick deep inside him, controlling him with whatever means his master deemed necessary.
Ryen quivered with desire and a satisfaction bordering on ecstasy. Finally. That missing part of himself, that frustrated void had been filled. Drekk’s scent, his body and soul called out to Ryen on every level. It was with sheer will that Ryen remained aloof, not wanting to show Drekk how easy he’d find the taking. Much as Ryen needed to submit, he also needed to fulfil what he sensed of Drekk’s desires. Drekk wanted to conquer by seduction. He didn’t want an easy, too-willing partner. No, Ryen’s lover needed a challenge.
Ryen took the controller out of his hiding spot behind the soap collector and removed his magnecuffs with a small ping. He kept his collar on, a soothing reminder of where he belonged. To his strong, sensitive yet domineering new master.
The need to submit took away his anger, but Ryen wondered if that meant he’d always be free from violent rages, from the desire to kill. He tugged at his collar, wanting to feel at ease. To not worry that anytime he faced a possible threat he’d go off the deep end.
Experiencing love in whatever guise it came to him would be a welcome change from panic attacks and the terror of harming an innocent.
Be it a male or female, Ryen wanted the intimacy. Though to be honest, lately his desire catered towards a specific man. Thanks to Drekk, the thought of a same sex union no longer bothered him. On the contrary, Ryen had a hard time remembering how good it felt to be buried in a woman. And a part of him wanted to feel Drekk’s ass taking him deep. Feeling such tight flesh hugging his cock as he pumped the male full of seed.
Groaning at yet another hard-on needing relief, Ryen turned off the shower and dried himself. He left the lav with the towel around his waist, only to find Drekk holding nipple clamps and a paddle. Stars, I want this male more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.
His master had a menacing grin on his face, the meanness back in full effect.
With a lusty sigh, Ryen straightened to his full height and gave Drekk the fight he’d been looking for since he’d woken this
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