Chapter 21 Jack
JACK
I’ve never told Bunny — and I’m not sure I ever will — how often I’ve fantasized about whipping him in front of an audience.
Seeing his delicate skin striped red with welts and mottled dark with bruises while his big blue eyes spill tears is fucking hot to begin with.
Showing off the sweetness of his submission and his bottomless craving for pain in front of a room of rabidly turned-on men has my cock straining against the zipper of my pants.
To top it off, knowing that Bunny is all mine — and that the rest of these unhinged motherfuckers all know it, too — makes me feel as close to a god as I ever have.
His shoulders stiffen when I get close enough for him to hear my footsteps.
“Miss me?” I say, loud enough for the benefit of our horny audience.
I cast a quick glance around me before I step into the circle of light illuminating where he’s chained up.
The men watching are all rapt as I step behind Bunny and drop the coil of leather.
It hits the floor with a soft thud that makes me realize just how quiet this room has gotten.
I’ve got just one word for him. “Count.”
He howls when the first one lands, bucking and writhing against the chains. Fuck, I don’t know which I like more — the crack of leather on skin or the sight of the welt it raises.
“One!” he screams. Scratch that. What I like best is that half-formed sob in his voice.
I suddenly remember something, digging into my pocket with a frown. Bunny’s body jerks when I hit the remote on the plug inside him to the highest level. “Enjoy, brat,” I say with a chuckle.
I take it slow, but by the time we get to five, he’s dripping some combination of tears, snot and spit onto the floor in front of him.
My lip curls into a snarl as I evaluate the mess.
“Goddammit.” Angry at myself for making such a rookie mistake, I stalk over with a towel and push his trembling legs aside roughly so I can mop it up.
Standing again, I grab his hair to yank his head back and wipe the mess across his face. “You’re lucky I don’t have the patience to untie you and make you lick the fucking floor clean, you dirty slut,” I growl. Bunny bucks in his restraints again, letting out a long, wordless wail.
It clicks when I bend to lay the towel down on the floor and see jizz seeping through the fabric of the jockstrap. “Holy shit!” I bark out a laugh as I jerk upright.
Bunny’s still shaking as I get behind him and grab him by the hair again. “You depraved little freak —” He yelps, either from the sharp tug of his bound arms when I pull his body towards mine or from my bumping into those fresh welts.
“Shut up,” I growl as I tug his head back. “I know you love this. Open.”
Eyes streaming tears, he obeys. I spit in his mouth, reveling in the shudder I feel with my body pressed into his. Reaching around him, I shove my hand down beneath his jockstrap. When I grab his dick, he moans.
“Yeah?” I hiss. “You like being stroked with your own load right before you lick it up?” When he doesn’t answer right away, I deliver a quick, sharp bite to the bend where his neck meets his shoulder, pulling a harsh cry out of him.
“Yes,” he finally gasps. With my arm wrapped around his torso, I can feel his heart pounding.
“Show me what an insatiable cumslut you are,” I croon in his ear. “Show everybody here how filthy you are by licking your sloppy mess off my hand.”
I honestly think he’d forgotten where he was for a moment. At my words, his eyes widen and he takes a couple of quick blinks. He drops his head back against my shoulder, and I hug him tighter against me as I pull my hand out of his jockstrap.
I let him take a few gentle licks before tucking all four fingers together and shoving them into his mouth. I’m leaking into my pants at the sound of his muffled moans. He pushes back against me, grinding against my rock-hard cock as his soft lips envelop my fingers.
I hum and press my lips to his temple. “Good boy,” I praise him. “You’re teasing me with that tight ass, though. How about if I get my cock out and pump a big load into you?”
I’m already unzipping and freeing my cock as I ask. I pull my fingers out of Bunny’s mouth and reach down into the mess between his legs again, covering my fingers with more of his release.
“I know how much you like me lubing my cock up with your own come,” I say in his ear as I slick myself up. Although, to be honest, I’ve dripped so much precum over myself I could probably just shove my cock inside of him.
“Wait — Jack —” Bunny gasps. He cranes his neck, and the sight of him — wild eyes, tear-streaked cheeks, swollen lips — is so hot I sink my teeth into his flesh again, right next to the spot I’ve already marked.
“Hmm?” I murmur around a mouthful of salty skin.
“Jack — the plug —”
I chuckle and take my mouth off him. “Do I look like a fucking amateur?” I tease. Reaching down, I grab the base of the plug, catching the neck with two fingers and holding onto it. “That plug’s not going anywhere — your greedy ass is getting double-stuffed tonight.”
Bunny lets out a cry as I squeeze my cock in alongside the vibrating head of the plug. Holy shit — it’s almost intense enough to be painful. I groan when he squirms in his cuffs and his over-filled channel squeezes my cock even tighter.
“Jack!” he cries.
“What? Too tight?” Before he can answer, I add, “If I pull the plug out of this hole, you know where I’m putting it, right?”
When Bunny lets out a squeak, I chuckle.
“Tell me how much you love this,” I pant as I fuck him.
I can’t get much more than short, shallow thrusts, but I’m not going to last long enough for it to make a difference.
And from the looks of it, as I glance around the room, I’m not going to be the only one blowing a load momentarily.
“C’mon, tell me how much you like being just a stupid, needy pair of holes.
Because the longer I fuck you like this, the more ideas it gives me about all the ways I could ruin this sloppy cocksleeve —” I slam into him with an especially hard thrust before nipping his earlobe.
“And the one up here that does all the pathetic whining.”
“Fuck, don’t stop,” he pants, his voice broken. “I’m so full — so stretched out and filled.”
“Not yet you’re not.” Shifting my grip on the base of that plug, I pull it partway out, so its widest point stretches out his entrance while I fuck him.
Bunny yelps, writhing in his restraints.
I lean into him and catch his ear with my teeth again.
“You ought to see this slutty hole. Your rim is so tight, it looks like I could split you open with every thrust. How’s that feel, huh? Does it hurt?”
He bucks against me. “Fuck, Jack!” he gasps. “It hurts — but don’t stop. It hurts in the best way. Feels like you’re tearing me apart. Please, please don’t stop.”
“Yeah? Want me to wreck you?” He’s bucking against me and thrashing so much that the slicked-up plug starts slipping in my grasp. When I try to secure a better grip on it, I have a moment of inspiration. I slide the plug out, which pulls a needy whimper out of him.
“Enough with the whining,” I say sharply. I wrap my fingers around the head of the plug, add enough lube to turn it into a slippery mess and start working it back into him.
“Didn’t you tell me that you want this hole absolutely destroyed? Wanna be so full you feel like I’m going to rip you apart, huh? How does it feel with my cock, that plug and three of my fingers all stuffed into that needy ass of yours?”
I hold the plug in place, his rim stretched so obscenely that the flushing skin is taut and shiny. “Jesus fuck —” I grit out as I start fucking him harder.
Under lashes that are still damp and clumped together from his tears, Bunny’s eyes are wide and wild.
Bathed in red light, the ring of blue around his blown pupils is brighter than ever.
He parts flushed, puffy lips and whispers to me in a rasp, “I think I’m gonna come again. Please, Jack — make me come.”
I wrap my other arm around his slender waist and slide my hand beneath his jockstrap. His hard dick is slick with a combination of his release and precum. He gasps when I squeeze it and start stroking as I continue to fuck him.
“Greedy cockslut,” I hiss between thrusts.
“You’re a fucking mess from blowing your load once, and you’re already dripping for more.
Maybe I’ll just keep fucking you until I fill you with a huge load, then watch you debase yourself for me — goddamn deranged mutt that you are, licking up everything your gaping hole is too wrecked and loose to keep inside you. ”
He thrusts back against me with strangled, wild sounds. “Yeah, that’s it,” I groan. “Grunt for me like an animal, show me why you need to be collared and leashed.”
His body goes rigid as I stroke him through a second orgasm.
The instant his ass strangles my cock, I know it’s all over.
Combined with the vibrations of that plug pressed against me, I feel like I’m in a vise.
His tight ass squeezing my cock with the pulsing rhythm of his orgasm pulls me over the edge.
Deep waves of pleasure roll out from my core and race through my limbs.
I let out a roar as I feel myself exploding inside his stuffed channel.
After carefully sliding out the plug, I give him a few final rough, punishing thrusts that make him cry out, fucking my seed deep into him while I’m still hard.
“Holy fuck —” I pant moments later. I eat up the sight of him, drenched with sweat and slumping in his bonds, as I tuck my cock back in my pants. His second load of the night is already starting to drip through the fabric and from the sides of his jockstrap.
I give the whole mess a rough squeeze hard enough to make him gasp before palming his cheek to wipe his load off onto his face. He whimpers and I chuckle as I reach up and quickly unchain him. His breath is still coming in uneven jerks as I scoop him up. “C’mere.”
“Fuck, Jack,” Bunny mumbles. His head lolls against my chest. I press my lips to his hair and shoot daggers at the guys who’ve got the balls to be eyeing him with hungry expressions. Fuck them. He’s mine.