Inside the grand palace, there is something happening inside the eldest son's room. There are two dark shadows moving over the huge bed. The shadow of those who get hurt and the shadow of those who give ruthless cruelty.
“Khun Tul... Stop... Stop... Please... Please, Khun Tul...”
“Ah... Ahh...”
As soon as the young man's voice leaves his lips, the other sits astride his body, grabbing his head and pressing his face until his face disappears against the soft pillow, pushing it until the tall, naked figure can only fight to survive. Clear tears run down his cheeks, but the young man named Tul doesn't seem to want to stop. Instead he uses more pressure until the other is almost breathless. An angry scream reaches his ears.
“I ordered you to cry! Scream and cry more than this Gornhin!”
“It was a mistake... But... Khun Tul, please... Stop... I... Please...”
As soon as the large hands leave his head, the young man named Gornhin tries to get air into his lungs, panting like a drowning person. His tears wet the soft pillows, spreading more and more stains on the pillowcase. His voice seems to have no strength, even to make a sound. But this didn't make the other feel even a little moved. A pair of clear, bright but angry eyes look at him furiously, and he takes revenge on those who cannot defend themselves. In other words... about this servant who, from when he was a child until now, he has never thought of disobeying him.
“I hate her! I hate this damn house! I hate that damn old lady! When will her existence end?!”
“No... Khun Tul, don't say that. Khun Tul... Not...”
“I didn't ask you to talk!”
A large hand quickly covers his mouth, pulling his head back so he can look at him. Those who suffer can only look up and stare, seeing those angry eyes through the tears.
“Aaaah... Khun Tul... No... I'm sorry!”
Suddenly, the person who apologizes drowns the cry in his throat. His hands are tied to the bed. He is not ready, there is no preparation when a hard cock is inserted into him, until he feels an immense and violent pain. The one who has been penetrated bites his lips and cries, but the older one doesn't care. It is increasingly difficult for him to leave this person's body. Whenever his stress becomes higher than normal, he will hurt his servant until he almost passes out. Causing pain and injury through sex is the only way to free your spirit.
“Then cry, Hin! Let me hear your cry again!”
A good lubrication done afterwards allows the swollen sex to be easily removed and then reinserted completely until the tied young man is panting and screaming loudly. But the cruelty is far from over, this is just the beginning.
“Ah! Khun Tul... Khun Tul... Uh... Uh...”
“Cry, cry in my place! You must suffer like me”
The man roars near his ear before penetrating him again, moving violently on him, while his
large hands hold his hips up to maintain a better grip. A hoarse voice always asks for mercy.
“The more you cry, the better you'll make me feel!”
“Khun Tul... Uh... Stop... Please... Please...”
The enormous bed rocks violently and the mattress sinks with the force of each charge. The two are covered in sweat, when the sound of the collisions between flesh resonates in the spacious room. The panting voice merges with tearful sounds that mix in the dark night. Despite the pain and his aching body, Gorhin gasps.
“Please... I can't... Ah... Ahh...!”
Hearing the boy pant, he reaches out and touches him, feeling the wetness. Before increasing her thrusts, he lets him pant loudly. Pain and pleasure mix. And he cries as he wishes. Even though he feels pain, he has never rejected it.
“Ah! Ah! Ah...”
The burning phallus hits the stimulating spot inside, causing Gornhin to gasp again. His body can't help but sink more as he pants through Hin's contraction. This body repeatedly accepts cruelty and force, and closes its eyes when attacked because it is extremely excited, but suddenly...
“Bitch!”
That cruel insult causes Hin to close his eyes.
“Yes... I'm a whore, I'm a whore... Khun Tul... Oh... Ohh...”
A gasp mixed with crying is released until it almost suffocates him. For the moment the other sneers, but then the warm body is dropped forcefully, gritting his teeth, until he has to press against his back with a heavy jolt. When he can't take it anymore, he just needs to vent... In this body.
“It's okay Hin, it's okay Hin... Umh... Ah...”
As the bed creaks more and more, Tul speeds up in the final movement and the hot insertion is deeper and harder. His large hands grip each other's hips and caress the curves until Hin looks up in confusion. He moves constantly as he touches him and doesn't stop until the other guy next to him reaches his peak, his climax.
“Oh... Um...”
The pace is ferocious until he exits and enters for the last time. He shrinks down on his body to release himself when he feels warm bodily fluid leaking out. Tul closes his eyes. Soon the young man withdraws his member and flies down on the soft bed. The other is exhausted, panting, he feels the liquid flowing down his thin legs.
With a soft sound, the owner of the room removes the rope binding the wrists.
“Clean up the mess.”
Walking towards the bathroom, Tul leaves the boy who is still regulating his breathing listening to his command.
"Yes. Khun Tul.”
After being freed, Hin slowly stands up and bears the pain caused to his butt. He takes the clothes back to put them on quickly and then takes away the dirty sheets and replaces them with clean ones. Before putting the dirty ones in the bin, the owner of the room comes out in his pajamas.
“Rest now.”
“Yes. Goodnight Khun Tul.”
The young man with red marks and bruises on his wrists and body says before retreating, closing the door and knowing he has to force his body to carry the basket to the laundry room, put the clothes in the washing machine and then drag his legs into the small room of the house at the bottom of the villa. He is silent. As if nothing had happened, he walks alone to his room. Immediately after entering the room the young man loses all his energy as he cries in a whisper...
“I wish Khun Tul to sleep well. May everything you dream today aren't just nightmares. If you feel pain, please give it to me.”
The young man bends down on his knees as he feels the liquid flow over his underwear. He hurts, hurts as much as Tul's wounded heart.
“If you feel pain come to me, this person was born for you. You are the only one for me.”
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Breath (TulHin)
RandomNOT MY STORY MTL FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY CREDIT GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER WHICH IS MAME ~~~ Breath (TulHin) by Mame Because you are my only love, I can bear all the pain From you. I was made for you only.
