Rough Beast 5
“Don’t keep your voice down. I want to hear you.”
It was all Cory needed for voicing his pleasure loudly, lewdly, emitting sounds and grunts like an animal in heat. He felt well used. He was quite certain he would not be able to walk, as he felt the delicious pain of getting stuffed by his master’s huge member over and over again.
“Can I touch myself, master?” he asked through his moans.
“No,” came the cruel reply, and a frustrated gasp was the answer. “I want to drill you until you lose your voice.”
Cory whimpered, letting his head on his master’s shoulder, allowing the deep penetration that was making him mad with desire. He could not go any higher. His cock was so hard, on the verge of exploding, he was certain something was bound to give in, to break inside him.
Luckily for him, Xavier came with a low, masculine growl, and his slack body was gently released from the tight embrace.
“It is hard not to be allowed to come, isn’t it, Cory?”
“Yes, master,” he said in a small voice.
“Do you think I’m cruel?”
“No, master. You are so good to me.”
“You certainly know how to flatter my ego. But I’ll have you know that I’ll always do as I please, regardless of what you do or say.”
“My master’s wish is my command.”
“You have a sweet tongue to go with a beautiful face. You did great today. So you have earned a kiss.”
Cory stood still, his mouth agape. A kiss? From his beautiful master? He had to be dreaming.
“Well? What are you waiting for?” Xavier smiled, seeing the look of amazement on his sexy servant’s face. He was so glad the servant was attracted to him. With others, he had to work to drive them out of their conditioning. The only reason he’d done so was because all of them had been exquisitely beautiful. Cory was the first to be so open in his sensual nature. “Do not wash too thoroughly. I want to know that at least part of my essence remains inside you,” he said curtly, once he was finished.
He let his servant wash on his own. He could not wait to see Lucas’s reaction.
“I really don’t understand what could not wait,” Lucas reproached while walking through the door.
“You’ll see, and then you’ll let me know if your lab experiments could be abandoned for one hour to witness what I am about to show you,” Xavier said with a mysterious smile.
Like on cue, the door opened, allowing the young servant to step in, completely naked. Cory advanced slowly, searching his master’s eyes for approval. He did not dare to look at the guest and Xavier smiled.
“Lucas, this is Cory, my new servant. Cory, it is alright to look at lord Lucas.”
Green eyes met baby blues, and the young servant stared in astonishment. Just in the course of a single day, he was meeting another gorgeous man. The black hair almost shined blue, while the emerald pools looked inquisitively and demanding. He was all dressed in black, just like his master, but his features looked softer, although manly. A bit shorter in height than Xavier, Lucas looked a bit heavier, as well. While Xavier was aristocratic to the tip of his fingers, Lucas looked as if he didn’t mind doing things with his hands. Cory examined the man curiously. His curiosity was answered in kind. Eventually, Lucas smiled.
“Well, Xavier, I am still waiting. He is as beautiful as all your acquisitions.”
Cory blushed at the compliment. It didn’t matter that they were talking about him as if he was not in the room.
“I assume you started his training, or should I say, reverse training?”
“My friend, with Cory, I didn’t have to work at all.”
“Really?” the inquisitive eyes returned to the young servant, who was waiting, wide eyed. “How come?”
“I think I’ll better show you. Cory, touch yourself.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
The servant touched his organ gingerly. Although his cheeks were in flames, he could not stop becoming aroused at the idea of having to masturbate while being watched by two pairs of aristocratic eyes. For a brief second, he imagined himself sandwiched between the two gorgeous men in front of him and he closed his eyes, moaning softly.
Lucas stared back at Xavier. “You are obviously tricking me. He is as lewd as if he came straight out of the Pleasure Academy. Was he really trained at the Institution? Please, do keep in mind that I am familiar with their procedures. The poor creatures are so taunted and twisted there until they could barely remember having sexual organs at all.”
At the mentioning of the training, Cory felt his erection waning. He frowned, trying to get back to his fantasy.