Angel was sore all over. From his pounding head at his bruise that had to be covered. And covered hard. To his shoulders where he was pushed down. Gripped till he felt his shoulder might break. His back aching from how he had to arch for the cameras view. His pelvis was bruised for sure. His legs shaking from holding himself up for so long. His fur a mess of lube and cum. Tussled from being man handled. He was ready to pass out. Struggling to even hold himself up now. Was this scene over. Was he done. Could he collapse yet.
Movement in front of him caught his attention. He blinked up, seeing Valentino behind the stage lights. His eyes burning as he smirked down at Angel. The man behind him left, exiting him and moving away. It was Val's turn then. He'd been through this to many times. Made a mess by someone else just to be used like a flesh light by the pimp. But he couldn't suck anymore. His jaw was incapable. The camera's were turned off and others began to leave the room. Angel could hear them. But was unable to see them through the harsh stage lights.
Valentino walked on the scene. He set a kneel on the bed then shrugged off his long coat. Presenting his V neck shirt to Angel. His tight tan pants that barely held his bulge inside. He'd have to suck wouldn't he. The look on the mans face told him so.
Valentino moved to unzip himself. Staring at the spider before him. Angel pushed into a submissive role. He sat back on his legs. Waiting. He always had to do this. And it be over quicker if he didn't fight. Valentino sprung out of his pants. Letting himself go for Angel to fallow his conditioning. The spider did. He crawled over to Valentino. Placing a hand on the man to hold up that part of him. He opened his mouth even though he could feel his jaw creaking like an old door. He fitted the man inside. His mouth desensitized to the feeling now from the ruthless face fucking's he got all day. His throat sore, aggravated when he took Valentino down. It was a job like any other. Get the man to cum and he'd be able to leave.
It seemed to have an effect on the moth as he reached for Angels hair. Pulling it to go down deeper. Don't fight it. It only make him gag. Angel warned himself. He just took it. Looking up at Valentino. The man smiled wide as he flicked his tongue over his lips. Disgusting. Truly grotesque. An action that at one time use to make him upset that he found it attractive. Now with the collar on he found everything Valentino did to be disgusting. He halfly wondered if he took the collar off would he find Valentino attractive again. So that this wasn't so horrible. Give in to the influence the man had to better endure this situation. Angel reached a hand to the collar. Touching the pendent with his name on it. His hand shook, un willing to go any further.
Even if it was a temporary gift. It was still a gift. One Alastor gave him. Even if the whole situation was hopeless. Awful. He couldn't bring himself to take it off. Not alone in his room wanting to distance himself from Alastor and this whole game. Not when Valentino threatened him and fucked him ruthlessly. He just couldn't take it off. It felt to good on his skin. Felt so freeing. Distance between him and Valentino. Except right now when the mans cock was sliding up and down his tongue. But Angel didn't have to be there. Just had to be still as Valentino used him.
Where could he go. All thoughts led to Alastor lately and he didn't want to think about the man. He didn't want to think at all. Not even how humorous it was that Alastor hated plants but knew so much about them. How he became so offended when Angel didn't seem interested. It was so hard for that man to see through someone else's eyes. It was kind a funny.
Angel was suddenly pushed back. Thrown on his back. Over the wet bed. Dried cum poking his back on the sheets. He raised his lip in disgust at the sensation. There wasn't a lot about sex that grossed him out but dried cum and cum bucket eating would always make him gag. Valentino was on him quickly. Pulling his focus as the mans unfiltered glare bore into him.
