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Did you hear what I said, whore?”
Sawyer stood over a recumbent Ben, naked and tied down like a dog. Sawyer had pinned him to the ground as he stripped him, leaving him as little dignity as possible. Ben looked up at Sawyer with fearful eyes.
“Please... don’t...”
“What? Don’t speak back to me, boy. You’re gonna do what I say, and I want to see you come from pain.”
Ben tried to close his legs but Sawyer had tied them too far apart to hide himself.
“Sawyer... please I can’t--“
Ben yelped as Sawyer kicked him between the legs.
“Oh yes you can. I’m only letting you leave once you come. Otherwise I’m just gonna keep going and going until you’re nothing but a little pile of fried nerve-end reactions.”
He felt Sawyer slap him, bringing his pointer finger and thumb to grab Ben’s lower lip and pull slightly.
“Where to start...”
Sawyer forced Ben’s mouth open, digging a fingernail into his gums until Ben’s eyes watered. “Does that feel good, whore? Does that make you hard?” He digs his fingernail deeper, right above one of Ben’s back teeth. Sawyer smiled as Ben shuddered and a small amount of blood coated Sawyer’s finger.
“So disgusting, Ben-- bleeding already, really? Be a good boy and lick this off for me.”
Ben shook his head but a knee to the groin made him do as he was told, licking off the blood from the tip of Sawyer’s fingernail.
Sawyer moved down Ben’s body, pinching one of Ben’s nipples until Ben writhed. His eyes widened when Sawyer put his mouth to it, biting it between his upper and lower teeth until that bled too.
“Please let me go...”
“Why? Why the hell would I do that? No, I’m gonna keep you tied down on the floor where you belong. I’m gonna keep you naked and exposed, and I’m gonna grope and abuse and inflict pain on you until you come. Nod yes, Ben.”
Ben nods slightly, looking terrified.
“Good... good.” Sawyer caressed the side of Ben’s face softly before slapping him again. “If you thought that was too much, just wait to see what I’m gonna do to your cock. Let’s just hope you’re never planning on having kids, Linus.”
Sawyer spit in Ben’s face, moving to stand above him. He buries his shoe into Ben’s groin over and over, smiling as he kicked him. Ben cried out, going lightheaded from the pain, begging for Sawyer to stop. Sawyer laughs, holding his hand out in front of Ben’s mouth.
“Spit.”
Ben spit into Sawyer’s hand and he brought it to Ben’s cock, stroking it harshly, uncomfortably overstimulating. Sawyer let his index finger and thumb squeeze the top, watching it turn red. Sawyer smiled, squeezing tighter, watching Ben struggle against the ropes. Sawyer knew Ben’s efforts were no use-- he was tied down so tight, he could never escape. Ben looked so powerless and weak and Sawyer loved it. He looked down at Ben’s cock, noting its lack of an erection.
“You aren’t even a bit hard, Ben. What a disappointment.”
“Please I can’t get hard from this...”
“Well you’re gonna.”
“No I’m not... please... please...”
Sawyer smiled, standing up. “I’m getting bored of you, and I think you need to stew for a bit.”
Ben sighed in relief, body relaxing. Sawyer lifted up the cot he uses as a bed, placing the bottom of one of the legs on Ben’s cock. Ben once again started to shake and Sawyer placed some books on the bed experimentally. He saw the table leg pressing into Ben’s length so hard the area around it had turned white.
“Perfect. See ya in a few hours, Ben.”
“Please no... please it hurts--“ but it was too late, Sawyer walked out of the tent, leaving Ben to struggle desperately against his ropes.
Ben was in pain, the worst pain of his life. He tried to free himself for a while, but finally gave up, instead taking a few deep breaths. ‘Alright,’ he thought to himself, ‘all I gotta do is come and Sawyer will let me go. How the hell am I supposed to do that?’
He looked around desperately for anything he could use to free himself.
Under the bed, he saw a small pocket knife Sawyer must have dropped. Ben reached out as far as he could with pinned hands, his fingertips grazing the handle. He moved closer, almost getting it. He finally was able to grasp the handle firmly and Ben almost wept from joy.
Until Sawyer came in and grabbed the knife away from him.
“Whores shouldn’t play with knives unless they want their balls cut off.”
“No please---“
“Don’t worry, I’d much rather your balls attached to you than not. That way when I hit them, you get that feeling in your stomach. And I brought just the thing.”
Sawyer sneered, showing Ben the whip in his hand. “People bring the funniest things on vacation, don’t they?”
“Sawyer don’t--. Please Sawyer don’t do this. Sawyer no please please don’t...”
Sawyer laughed, moving the table leg off of Ben, and tying Ben’s shaft to the side of his leg with a string.
“There we go, nice and out of the way.”
Ben whimpered at his loss of dignity, feeling Sawyer draw a finger down Ben’s exposed balls.
“This is gonna hurt like hell.”
Sawyer stood up, bringing the whip down upon Ben’s testicles.
Ben screeched and Sawyer smiled.
He did it again and again, not hard enough to cut him or damage him, but enough to make Ben feel like he was in hell.
“Would you look at that...” sawyer smiled as he saw that Ben’s cock was hardening against his leg. “Looks like it’s working.”
Ben doesn’t respond-- moaning loudly in pain. Sawyer whips him a few more times between the legs before untying Ben’s dick and watching it bob up in the air.
“Well now, Linus, that’s quite a good hard-on for someone who said he’d never be able to come from this. I bet a few more kicks and you’d come alright.”
“N... no I...”
Sawyer kicked him again, shoe landing firmly against his balls. He watched Ben’s breathing speed up, laughing at him.
“God, your body must be so confused right now, I bet your orgasm is going to be incredibly painful.”
Sawyer landed a harsh stomp on Ben’s tip and smiled when he saw the precome. He squished the tip of his shoe against Ben, pressing down until Ben let out a moan somewhere between pain and pleasure.
“Ready to come, Linus?”
“N... no... please... d--“
Ben was cut off as Sawyer kicked him the hardest he ever had, and Ben shouted in agony.
He felt his body come, but his orgasm was incredibly agonising. He huffed and moaned, silently begging for his orgasm to stop. He felt Sawyers eyes on his cock as he came, laughing loudly.
“Good job, Linus. Such a damn whore that you come even if I’m fucking kicking you in the nuts.”
Ben tried to cling to consciousness, but he saw the black spots surrounding his line of sight. He passed out quickly, body going limp.
Sawyer smiled, untying Ben and unzipping the tent door, showing everyone the mess Ben had made inside.