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The boy refused to take a bath. “Eric, I won't say it again! You stink! He stinks terribly. It's been days and you're still covered in blood. Someone will see you and you'll be in real trouble, boy." “I am Keleb. The dog! I tore my master to pieces. I have tasted blood and I love it! I won't wash it. I want to wear it forever, like a medal of honor.” Raymond's dark face contorted, his eyes narrowed. "Take a shower. Right." The boy strained his shoulders and glared at his new owner. Raymond was so handsome, much, much more than Narweh, the trained male prostitute inside him was agitated by the act. Raymond is also stronger than Narweh, capable of causing havoc, but the boy won't allow himself to fear, cowardly before the man who is destined to be his new boss. Now you're a man, a man! He could make his own decisions about whether to wash the blood off his face or not. "Is not!" Raymond stood up. His eyes were hard and menacing. The boy swallowed hard, and no matter how hard he tr
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Tears hurt Eric's eyes, and because he was alone, he let them fall. Surely Raymond wouldn't come back, he turned the faucet on to hot water and leaned in closer, hoping it would warm him up faster. Pulling the soaked clothes over his head, he threw them in a heap on the bathroom floor, satisfied with the mess he'd made. The primordial anger that had just been released ran through him like a tangible object. Pulling his legs under his chin, he bit into the flesh above his knees, scraping them with his teeth. Tears won't stop! They continued to ooze out of his eyes. He felt weak and despicable. You can't stop Raymond from doing this to you. He bit harder, wishing the physical pain would free him from his misery. He wanted to scream. He wanted to hit something. He wanted to kill again. He scratched his fingernails over his arm, feeling both pain and relief as his skin ripped open and tiny drops of machine leaked out. He repeated the process - more pain - more relief. Under the water
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Eric. He just looked at her. Once again his name was used. He knew he should correct her, force her to call himself Master, and re-establish the line, the line between them, but he couldn't do it. He's so tired! Very tired. “Breakfast, I suppose. Then we have to leave. Other than that, I don't want to discuss any further," he said. He tried to look smug but failed miserably and Kitten knew it. "And last night?" She tried to keep her voice emotionless, but now that Eric knew her so well, he didn't have to guess what she really wanted to ask. She wanted to know if she meant anything to him, if the fact that they almost…had sex would change his mind about selling her as a slave. The answer is yes…and, no. Vladek still needs to pay the price, and Kitten still has a role to play. They have already passed the point of no return. "I told you everything you wanted to know." He paused, his voice stiffened. “I will say no more. So stop asking questions." He jumped out of bed and rushed to th
CEO's Only Wife The pain
She did not smile back, choosing instead to remain angry. It was like a challenge and he accepted it because one day her hatred for him would help her survive. She needed him and he was determined to do what he could for her. He owed her at least that much. He stepped back into the shower stall as she approached. Her head was lowered and her cheeks were pink, but at the same time purple, green, yellow, and blue as she walked cautiously toward him. Suddenly, fleeting images of her bloody bruised body, and of his past merge into one, as if a human being was reliving a terrifying memory. A strong emotion swept through him, and he was glad that the steam from the shower and the sound of water rushing against the wall had covered it all up. Eric blinked, fighting the thoughts and voices in his head. When Kitten reached forward, using his arms and shoulders for support, he only saw and thought of her. “God, it's like a sauna in here,” said Kitten. She looked up, her face full of tension.
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One of Nana's hands reached up and Eric held out his arm to support her. He didn't think that she would bring her free hand up to wrap around his manhood and squeeze. Eric groaned loudly. “No,” she said. Her tone did not allow any argument. "I don't want to stop. I don't want to think. I want to stay here and pretend there's nothing waiting for us out there." Nana's words seemed to touch something deep inside him, something he couldn't touch on his own. Of course, there was also the touch of her palm against his manhood. He hissed through clenched teeth. Her arms wrapped around him tightly; fingers not long enough to touch each other. She squeezed again. More pleasure. More pain. "We can not. I'll hurt you," Eric said. Nana's hand relaxed slightly, and the feeling of blood rushing to the boy's head was enough to make him want to rub her hand. He groaned as her fingertips slid over his hard flesh. “Well, you can see that, Eric. Are they all…like this? I mean…are all men this big?”
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Nana got into the car and slammed the door. She tried to hide it, but Eric saw the way she winced and rubbed her collarbone. "Fun, right? Have we taught the door a lesson?" Eric teased through a gentle laugh. Her eyes narrowed in his direction, clearly angry. “Can't believe what you did to those people, Eric. You're too… stop leaving. Can we please go away?" Eric's rage, which had been dormant from the sudden orgasm from earlier, was now overflowing. “Which part makes you find it hard to believe?” he snapped, shoved the key into the starter of the stolen car and turned it around. “The part of me saving you from a bunch of rapists who almost beat you to death? Or could it be the part - very recklessly - that I kidnapped a Doctor to help save your life? In part, because I need to know to never do that to you again?” He dialed the car and drove away. For a second, he didn't care that Nana was shoved in her chair. Silent. Eric sat up straight, feeling satisfied. It's not like he kill
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Eric sighed heavily, frustrated by the turn of events. More troubling than Kitten's attitude was the prospect of Raymond's upcoming visit. He had tried to call Raymond before, while the Kitten changed his clothes and combed his hair, but he did not answer. Eric could only surmise that Raymond was either on his way or ignoring him. He hopes the latter. The last thing he needed after a long and exhausting driving journey was to confront Raymond. Their relationship goes beyond complicated. For Eric, Raymond is a lot of things. At one point he was his guardian. Then a friend. And now? Raymond calls him brother. But Raymond is more than that. He held a kind of power and influence over Eric that he found uncomfortable. Eric was once a difficult teenager. After Narweh, he was left with fear that was slowly turning into anger. There had been times when they'd argued, and Eric had seen things in Raymond that he wished he'd never seen again. Raymond won't stop until his plan goes well. Everyo
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"I know what I am," he said nonchalantly. “I always knew.” He looked at her from top to bottom. She slouched down on the chair, as if his gaze was poisonous. “It was me, because I thought differently,” Eric said. He watched the Kitten flinch. His words clearly hurt her feelings, but they were all true. The truth is painful for both of them. She had seen him as something else, something she thought was good. There was a time when he had the same thoughts as her. He never realized how much it meant to him, until it was no longer real. No one had ever acknowledged that he could be someone more than that, and yet he had just hurt the only person who could. Anyway, that's it. He wanted to go back to the time when he didn't know of her existence, the time when his life was only black and white, the gray area didn't matter. He longs for the simplicity of his old life, without a guilty conscience, guilt, humiliation, suppressed lust, and the worst sin, hope. He wanted to go to bed every ni
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