Pirate Chains ~ Strong tides

33~Cornered prey

Ken's grip on Nyx tightened as the latter desperately struggled to free himself from the water, his arousal fueling a surge of excitement making his cock throb. Nyx fought back, driving his elbow into Ken's ribs and seizing the opportunity to gasp for much-needed air.

"You fucking slut!", Ken groaned.

Breathing heavily, Nyx tried to assert himself, but Ken swiftly regained control, his hands firmly grasping Nyx's hair and neck, forcefully submerging him once again.

"You think you can keep ignoring me?!" Ken's voice seethed with anger. Nyx wanted to retaliate, he tried to step back or kick, but Ken pressed closer, restricting his movements and trapping him against his own body.

"You think you can keep trotting around without sharing a piece! You think you're make me wait for nothing! Shit! Damn it all to hell!"

Frustrated by the time lost waiting, Ken unleashed his fury, repeatedly pushing Nyx's head down, depriving him of the precious air he desperately craved.

As Ken's groin pressed against Nyx's backside, a surge of satisfaction coursed through him. Finally, his desires transcended mere fantasies. With a slight relaxation of his grip, he granted Nyx a temporary reprieve, allowing him to resurface momentarily from the depths of death.

Dazed and struggling to catch his breath, Nyx coughed and tried to make sense of the situation. He felt the pain inflicted by Ken's grip on his hair and instinctively reached up, grasping the hand that was mercilessly pulling at his scalp. Disgust overwhelmed him as he became aware of the repulsive sensation of Ken's body pressed against his own.

"Get the fuck off me! You filthy bastard!" Nyx shouted, his determination to escape intensifying. Yet, Ken's skinny fingers tightened around his neck, the collar digging into his flesh. "How dare you, you damn pirate! I swear to God, I'll make you pay for this!" Nyx's voice resonated with defiance. "Get your paws off me, you vulgar animal!"

The insults ignited Ken's fury, snapping him out of his reverie and plunging him into a state of frenzied rage. Determined to silence his unruly pet, he deprived Nyx of air once more. Nyx fought back, kicking Ken in the ribs and scratching at his forearms, employing every ounce of strength to resist and retaliate against his assailant.

Despite the blood on his forearms and the bruises forming on his sides, Ken ground himself hysterically against him. Nyx managed to catch a brief respite, taking a clean breath before being forcefully thrust back into the suffocating darkness.

His heart pounded like rapid drums, and his lungs screamed in pain. With each passing second, his strength waned, and even in his desperate state, he was acutely aware that his tears mingled with the water, overwhelmed by a repugnance that overshadowed his desperate fight for survival. The revulsion coursed through his body, intensifying as Ken continued his frenzied thrusting. Nyx could only steal a few gasps of air when Ken's grip momentarily loosened.

Amidst the chaos, Ken's moans blended into the surrounding cacophony. His cock leaked and hardened beyond anything he had experienced in his wettest dreams. Seconds stretched into agonizing hours, and Nyx despised himself, losing hope of ever seeing sunlight again. The thought of never seeing Agenor again crossed his mind and it tore at his already weakened heart. Guilt consumed him, though he couldn't fathom his own wrongdoing, yet he blamed and hated himself for his current predicament. Profound sadness engulfed him as the hope of survival slipped further from his grasp. Ignoring the searing pain in his lungs, Nyx's thoughts focused solely on the condemnation of his despicable wretch of a tormentor.

Renouncing the futile act of scratching vengeance onto Ken's arms, Nyx summoned his last reserves of strength to reach for the leather strap encircling his chest. His consciousness wavered, but he fought against the encroaching darkness, fumbling for the cloth—once part of Agenor's tattered pants—now tightly bound around him, concealing a dagger inverted within.

Mistaking Nyx's dwindling breaths for submission, Ken surrendered to the euphoria coursing through his mind and body. He thrust harder against Nyx, chanting degrading epithets. "My bitch... My whore", he kept mumbling, reveling in the delusion of absolute control over his captive. His engorged member yearned to turn his fantasies into a reality—to forcefully claim Nyx, to break into his ass and publicly declare his possession. His breathing grew labored, his back arched, and with a silent gasp, he released within his pants, the orgasm purging him of stress and anticipation. His eyes widened, a wicked smile playing across his lips, as he knew his desire was far from sated. Eagerly listening to the ongoing commotion, he realized he wouldn't stop at mere release in his trousers.

But then, Nyx came to his mind, and a sudden fear gripped Ken that he might inadvertently kill him. Though it wouldn't deter him from fulfilling his plans, he didn't want to end his newfound pet's life just yet.

Lowering his head to check on Nyx, Ken was suddenly struck by a sharp pain in his thigh. He groaned in agony and reluctantly staggered back. an intense surge of agony coursed through his body, causing him to lose his balance and topple backward. A sharp cry of anguish escaped his lips, echoing through the air.

Nyx collapsed on his hands and knees, coughing and spitting out the water. Finally, he breathed the air of life, each inhalation tearing through his battered lungs. With the back of his hand, he wiped away his tears, unwilling to wallow or take time to recover. Gazing up to his left, he saw a furious Ken, clutching his stabbed thigh.

Ken glared at him, his disbelief evident. "You fucking whor-"

"You're the fucking whore!" Nyx interrupted, coughing in between. "You goddamn dirty pirate... HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TOUCH ME LIKE THAT!"

"How dare I, you say?" Ken pulled himself up, and Nyx immediately followed suit, ignoring the searing pain in his neck and throat. He refused to acknowledge any physical discomfort, focusing solely on the humiliation and disgust he felt.

"Today, I'm claiming you as mine! I'll teach you how to respect your master, I'll shatter every ounce of your proud spirit, WHORE!"

Rage coursed through Nyx's veins, his body acting on instinct. His fingers clenched, and his legs propelled him forward, allowing his fist to collide with Ken's profane jaw. Ken's head snapped back, then returned a second later, confusion etched across his face. Who was this person standing before him? This was not the pretty boy he once knew—now capable of delivering bone-breaking punches and stabs!?

Nyx stood before Ken, clearly enraged, panting heavily. He locked eyes with Ken, who realized he needed to act fast if he wanted to regain control. Ken spat and wiped the blood from his nose and chin, taking a limping step to his right, strategically positioning himself to prevent Nyx from escaping through the door. There was no turning back now, and with his injured leg, he needed to corner Nyx once again. But the element of surprise was lost.

Ken tilted his head, contemplating how to regain control over this defiant young man. His gaze traveled to the sea-blue eyes burning with anger, then to the beautiful collar adorning the bruised, pale neck. A wicked smirk formed on Ken's face as he felt a familiar arousal stirring, despite the pain he still felt on his face.

Nyx observed Ken carefully, his chest slightly forward, his body feeling heavy and weary. Although still catching his breath, the inhalations were less painful now. He glanced at the blood seeping from Ken's injured thigh and almost felt a pang of guilt. But when he saw the bastard smirk, he longed to grasp the dagger again and stab him once more.

"I see you need more than just convincing... Don't worry, pet, I'll tame you properly."

"I'm not an animal for you to tame, you bastard!"

Ken took a limping step forward, and Nyx, against his protective instincts, mirrored his movements. He was prepared to face Ken head-on when someone stepped into the room.

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