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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 7:15 pm
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True there was no guarantee he would allow Miguel into his home if he had knocked. All the more, he likely wouldn’t have. Abel was a more shoot first ask questions later type of person. He took note as Miguel rolled his eyes at his words. Abel had many so called goodies, but only few he would use on his enemies. Many were for play, but right now he was looking to punish Miguel. He did not expect to be attacked in his home, especially by some nameless punk. Abel didn’t care for his reason, all he knew that he was likely killing for his own games or greed. He wasn’t going to die for money, over something stupid.
Abel knew Cornelius wanted him dead for sleeping with his wife. However the fact remained that he hadn’t. There was no way he would sleep with her. Abel had probably meet her in passing, after all he was bad with faces, though names he knew well. He wondered if he had met her at a party in the last few months. There was no telling when he had caught her eye. Abel didn’t care, perhaps it was easier to blame him than take the blame of sleeping with her lover instead.
Tipping Miguel’s head back with the paddle, he listened as he spoke. Abel watched as Miguel soon retaliated against him, feeling the kick to the thigh. He listened as he spoke of Kieran, as his lover. Abel growled slightly as he moved around Miguel. He grabbed his hair, as he pulled his head back. ”Do I need to tie you up?” Abel questioned him as he gripped his hair tight in his hair. ”I can, but it wouldn’t leave you much room to wiggle around so freely.” He spoke as his other hand slipped down with the paddle in hand.
Kieran was far from being his lover. To Abel, he was nothing more than a friend, even a substitute sibling if he had to go so deep. However, as a lover they were too similar in behavior, both being a top they would never work out. Abel loved him, yes but not as a lover. He didn’t feel that way about him. Abel much preferred the weak and small to someone at his own level.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 7:57 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 8:26 pm
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Listening as Miguel whined as his hair was yanked, Abel watched as he tried to kick him again. He didn’t mind after all who liked a lifeless toy. Abel found Miguel was amusing, he knew he was angry at him, but it wasn’t as if he was going anywhere. He had to wonder how long before Kieran was home. Abel didn’t need him walking in one his fun and ruining it. After all he knew Kieran wasn’t the type to join in on his abuse of another person, especially if it wasn’t consensual.
Abel stepped away as Miguel screamed at him, releasing his hair. He had pulled out a few strands, but it didn’t bother him. Abel needed to teach Miguel a lesson. He moved, as he slipped his hands around Miguel. Abel unbutton his pants, pushing them down around his thighs, revealing his nice white a**. He didn’t have the time to admire it though. Abel stepped back, as he held the leather paddle in hand.
Bringing it back, he struck Miguel’s a** nice and hard a few times. Abel didn’t care if he screamed, after all it wasn’t as if anyone could hear him. The walls were padded down here. He watched as his a** turned bright red from the marks, as he struck him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 8:54 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 9:19 pm
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Removing Miguel’s pants, he knew what he was thinking. However Abel had no intention of having sex with him, if that was his fear. He much rather enjoyed the torture, after all he got off on it more than sexual intercourse. Abel listened as he squealed and watched as he squirmed trying to get away from him. Although Miguel had nowhere to go. It wasn’t as if Kieran was going to come walking through the door to stop him.
Abel swung making Miguel on the a** hard. He watched as he tried to contain the pain but it was impossible. Abel listened to his screams as he finally let them out. He watched as his a** turned red from the smacks to his a**. Abel soon felt a kick to his ankle but it did nothing to him. It was small and minimal compared to the pain he was inflicting upon Miguel.
He remained behind Miguel, as he reached out, feeling the heat of the sting on his a**. Abel reached around as he took hold of Miguel’s c**k, as he stood behind him. ”So tell me, are you more of a c**k or v****a man?” He asked curiously, as he started to stroke his c**k. Abel for now wasn’t going to assault him, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 9:42 pm
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When a creepy man with a paddle takes off your pants without your consent, it is kind of hard not to think the worst. He didn't know what all of Abel's kinks included. So far he had been punched, cut, and now spanked. It wouldn't surprise him at all if a certain R word were to appear somewhere on that long twisted list as well. It disgusted him how much the man was enjoying this. He could feel his eyes burning into his backside as he beat it again and again.
Jakob screamed but to no avail. No one was coming for him. Not Cornelius, not Kieran, no one. It was just him and the devil. His a** stung worse with each swing. There was no doubt, it was probably red from how hard he was hit. The only satisfaction he got out of this whole thing so far were the amount of hits he was connecting with Abel's body. But when comparing to how many he was throwing out there, it wasn't enough. He wanted to hurt him more. Worse than Abel had already hurt him.
The male went on to hit him a few more times before stopping. Jakob was shivering head to toe. He a** and lower back were hurting so much he could cry. But he wouldn't give the male the satisfaction. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to force himself to calm down. It didn't work. His eyes snapped open as Abel reached around him once more, his hand slipping down to his c**k. Again, he felt a moment's panic. He swallowed hard when the male questioned him, his hand stroking him slowly. "That's none of your ******** business." he growled back. Jakob locked his jaw as the male held on to him. He would not get hard. Not for a creep like Abel.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 10:39 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2018 11:55 pm
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He had mixed feelings as Kieran took in the sight of him. While he was still slightly panicking from whatever it was that Abel planned to do to him. He also felt ashamed. Like a child being scolded for going against a parents wishes. He watched the man closely as he descended the remaining stairs. Other than that "I told you" look, he couldn't read him. Was he angry? Amused? It was impossible to tell.
Jakob watched the two converse, talking as though he were even in the room. He felt whatever had been poking him be removed as Abel came in to view. His breath hitched as he squirmed at the males hand dragging along his back. All this over a ******** office. What the hell was in there? The crown jewels? The holy grail? In his view, it was just an office. And a poorly designed one at that. What could be so special about a half empty office? It made no sense to him.
He stared hard at the two as they discussed his fate. He was thankful to Kieran for pleading his freedom. He would have glared at Abel, if not for the fact that the male was touching him again. Jakob squirmed and kicked at the male as his hand wrapped around his throat. "Getting your ******** hand off me." he grunted, panting hard as he struggled to breath. Unlike Kieran, the man was not playing nice. He didn't care if he couldn't breathe. That was the point.
Jakob calmed down as Kieran pleaded his case again, noting how annoyed his tone sounded. As his throat was then released, he flipped the man off. Not that anyone was really paying attention to his bound hands, but the feeling was there. Still trembling, he watched the man climb the stairs and leave the basement. He turned his worried gaze down to Kieran. While he did feel somewhat safer with the man, he knew he wasn't out of the woods just yet. He could tell the man was also upset with him. He felt like he should say something, thank him...but he was scared. He hung there limply, taking short ragged breaths in order to calm himself. The last thing he wanted was to let Kieran see him cry.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2018 9:53 am
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2018 8:07 pm
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Kieran knew Abel would have only killed Miguel without a thought after torturing him. He would have likely had Kieran dispose of him as well. Kieran didn’t want that job, after all it would be hard to explain to Abel, why he should clean up his own mess. However he knew Abel would have treated Miguel, like trash, cutting him up in pieces and delivering them one by one to his boss. He didn’t want to think of such image, though he knew Abel was capable of it.
Listening as Miguel spoke, responding his his question. Kieran knew that he should have expected nothing less of the young man. He had only hoped that when Miguel struck, he would have been home. However he hadn’t been, he was only curious though would Miguel try it again. Kieran didn’t need to be cleaning up Miguel’s mess.
Drawing his attention away from Miguel’s lower half, Kieran looked back up at him was he pleaded for him to get him down. He smirked lightly, as he stood close to Miguel. ”Why should I?” Kieran spoke moving around Miguel, as he took in the red marks across his a**. He hadn’t seen a paddle, but knew it had been used.
His hands reached out, grabbing Miguel by the waist. ”I think I should leave you here for punishment.” Kieran spoke, as he stood behind Miguel. He no intention but still he wanted to tease him, just to make sure he would not try such stupid act again. Kieran slipped a hand over Miguel’s a**, feeling how hot it was from being slapped hard with the paddle.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2018 8:54 pm
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2018 9:19 pm
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Kieran knew that stopping Miguel from killing Abel, wasn’t something that could be done. If anything, it would only cause his boss to send another assassin. He didn’t blame Miguel however for trying, he found him rather brave for stepping into the house while he was gone. It wasn’t that he was trying to protect him. After all Abel didn’t need protection from anyone, it was merely the other way around. Everyone else needed protection from Abel. The man, would go off of the smallest things, but never show it till on his face, but only in action.
True, he was doing lousy in saving him, however he didn’t say whom he would be saving him from. Kieran listened as Miguel grew angry by his words. He found it amusing, after all it wasn’t as if could go anywhere without his help. Kieran stood behind Miguel, listening as he finally realized what kind of situation he was in.
He watched as Miguel squirmed as his hand touched his a**. Kieran wasn’t being rough with him, he saw no reason for him to start yelling at him. He moved around Miguel as he quickly grabbed by him the throat. ”Quit your ******** screaming, or I’ll give you a reason to scream.” Kieran growled as he stood before Miguel. ]”Perhaps I should call Abel back down here, hmm? Would you like that?” He spoke toying with Miguel, as he kept his hand around his throat.
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