A PlayBoy's Bet

Punishment

Trigger Warning.
Rough sex. Pain. Blood. Torture. Quit if you dont
want to read it.

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Punishment.

Gulf was sitting by the bed head, with a glass of fine Scotch. Mew was riding him roughly. His back was hurting, his butt cheeks were stinging with the spanks. He was almost in his subspace considering how much alcohol Gulf had forced into his system with kisses. His mind was in a daze. Passing orders to the body on its own.

Gulf placed the glass on the side table giving full attention to Mew who was bouncing up and down his length dutifully. He moved his hands from the column of the pale neck that was now red with bite marks and hickeys. His hands moved up once, pinching the bitten, swollen lips, before he rested his fingers on those hard nipples. Starting with soft touches to pinching and biting them hard.

"Hu... Hurtsss". Mew felt the pain. A stinging pain. He was sensitive. His body was trembling in pain.

"Owh. Hurts. Shall i be sorry"? Gulf said with a smirk but his fingers were totally opposite to his words. He pinched the nipples to his heart content before going down to wrap his hand on the leaking shaft. If it was under normal routine, Mew would have loved it, but for now all he felt was pain. And discomfort.

Gulf was moving his hand fast. Up and down and groaned as Mew cum undone in his hand. On reflex he clenched his muscles strangling Gulf's dick hard putting him on edge too. He slumped down on Gulf. He was breathing hard.

Gulf patted his back and he winced in pain.

"Aow. Am sorry baby. I forgot". He said. Mew sighed. He wasnt in a position to protest since he was in a subspace. There was a battle going on inside his mind and heart. He wanted to explain it to Gulf but all he could mutter was sorries and applogise.

"How about turn around now. I loved you riding me. Will you do it again baby"? Gulf pulled the hair on his nape kissing him roughly. He was doing everything that Mew loved, but this time it was a punishment that put Mew in emotional pain.

He turned around tiredly, turning his back to Gulf he settled down on the hard length. He was sore. His hole gaping puckered. His butt would sting everytime he met to the pelvis. Mew pulled himself up and screamed when he fet a hot liquid poured on his back. He felt his back burning. He helplessly hug Gulf's knees trying to endure the pain of alcohol on his wounded back.

And it was the beginning. With every drop of scotch his skin was burning at the fresh wounds that started to bleed. He didnt know how much time passed. He didnt know how long Gulf did him.

It was his fifth orgasm and he was seeing all black.

"This is how i punish those who doesnt listen to me. Got it"? Gulf pulled him in a headlock before smirking to the camera that Mew was unaware. Mew opened his eyes once before he lost his conscious.

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Gulf had left the apartment to hit the bar with friends. He got the 20k bhat winning the task. And was proud of his work. Not even a slight of guilt touched his heart. He was like this. Never bothered about the people he fucked. He never looked back.

It was past midnight when Gulf came back. The apartment was dark. He switched the lights in the lounge. It was all silent. No sign of anyone living here.

The kitchen was clean untouched. He went to the bedroom. The room was dark too. May be Mew was sleeping. He turned on the button and his mobile slipped off his hand to the floor.

His heart shattered at the sight..

Mew was in the bed. Naked. Bleeding. Trembling. His back was covered in long strips of leather wounds. Some blood was dried. Some still oozing droplets. The sheets were strained with blood too. His thighs had blood strains too. He moved to the bed and his eyes opened in shock. His ass hole was bleeding too. Gulf had did him rough and raw. Without preperations so there were cuts on the skin.