Jamie was now in great pain; his back felt like it was breaking and his
balls were being crushed, but the presence of Master's cock in his mouth
and throat focused Jamie's mind. Since arriving in Master's dungeon
Jamie had undergone a change. He no longer thought of escape or of how
short and brutal his life was going to be. He now focused entirely on
how he could please Master best. And he absolutely loved sucking
Master's magnificent cock. Since seeing Manuel please Master
cock-sucking had become an obsession for Jamie. Not only did he strive
to replace Manuel, the fear of castration was always with him as it
indeed was with all the new slave boys, but he had found that having
Master's cock in his mouth was intensely pleasurable for him even if he
was unable to cum. He was beginning to love Master and was already well
on his way to being supremely grateful for being captured and abused.
Meanwhile Master's cock pumped in and out of Jamie's throat, cutting his
breath off for quite long periods of time. This invariably made him
thrash and twitch as he became ever more desperate for air and the
thrashing only made his position worse. To make matters worse Master had
picked up a large wooden paddle and was now using it to beat Jamie's
balls in rhythm with his strokes in and out of Jamie's mouth and throat;
every time Master had pushed his cock all the way in a blow would land
on Jamie's exposed balls and every time Master had pulled his cock
almost all the way out and stood ready for another thrust, a new blow
would fall. After just two blows the pain became unbearable and Jamie
began screaming a squirming beneath his owner, while still making sure
to keep his lips and tongue on Master's cock at all times.
Jamie's world narrowed down to the intense pain in his balls in
particular and his whole body in general on one side and the intense
pleasure of being allowed to blow his Master on the other.
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