Nox Renerio.
Nox had never once thought that he would desire himself. He had never even considered the idea of lying on his own bed, much less being treated like a real slave and taking on all sorts of labor and being tormented on the ground. Nox tightly held the sheet with trembling hands.
“Please, Khalid, please don’t…”
Before he could say “don’t do this,” his words were instantly silenced by Khalid’s large hand. The hand, so big that it could cover his nose and mouth, pressed tightly against his face, not allowing even a single breath. Nox unknowingly scratched the back of Khalid’s hand and twisted his shoulders to escape. But the more he tried to do so, the harder Khalid pressed on his body.
“I’ll say it one last time.”
The words were spat out as if chewing on them.
“You have no right to pronounce my name.”
It sounded like a warning. Nox nodded his head with a face that was pale and lacking breath. Khalid stared down at his face for a while, not removing his hand until Nox was suffocating and in agony. More, more. Just when it felt like his eyes were about to roll back, Khalid finally released his hand, and immediately afterwards, Nox gasped for breath.
Cough, cough. Gasping for breath, Nox coughed a few times, and soon noticed that Khalid was undoing his gown. The loosened strap slowly fell off his waist, and his body, which was uncovered by the flowing robe, was exposed. While scanning Nox’s clearly exposed body, Khalid asked.
“What should you call me?”
“….”
Nox pursed his lips. He thought he had already accepted everything, but apparently not. Khalid, who noticed his hesitation, looked at the bruised cheek of Nox, which was the result of being struck by another man. Khalid clicked his tongue and raised his hand.
Crack!
Nox widened his eyes at the movement and turned his head, unable to even scream. Someone, no, a man, had slapped his cheek. Blood seeped into his mouth again as the wound burst open. Nox had never imagined that he would experience such a situation in his life. His breathing became rough and ragged naturally. Khalid looked down coldly at Nox, who was shaking, and said. His hand was raised again, as if he could bring it down once more.
“Again.”
“…Master.”
“Yes.”
Khalid scratched his reddened cheek with his fingernail. Then, he engraved each and every one of Nox’s trembling reactions in his eyes.
How much he had wished for this moment. Khalid swallowed his dry saliva and gently stroked Nox’s body, who looked up at him with wide eyes. Khalid lightly bit into the firm body revealed by the robe.
Firm and broad shoulders, a waist that narrowed into a triangle, and muscular thighs that were firmly lined. Nothing about him didn’t stimulate Khalid. Khalid growled in his throat and held his legs wide open on either side of his hips.
“Oh, wait…!”
Nox, who had inadvertently shown his legs completely, bit his lip. He had never expected to be treated like this, but now that he had become Khalid’s owner, he knew that he had to do it willingly if Khalid wanted it. However, he couldn’t help but tremble uncontrollably. Khalid tightly grasped Nox’s trembling ankle and lifted it up.
The body tilted, and Nox’s opening was exposed. Nox felt a rush of heat spread through his face. He was not completely clueless about how men engaged in sexual intercourse. Nox unconsciously struggled to remove his caught ankle. However, the leg that was tightly held by Khalid’s hand couldn’t escape his grip.
“Tsk.”
Khalid clicked his tongue. It was a hole that was too small to accommodate his own length. But it also meant that Nox had never been with another man. Khalid lightly caressed the dry hole with his thumb. Nox trembled due to tension, causing his tensed muscles to shake. Khalid touched it with his index finger, which hadn’t been smeared with anything.
“Ah…!”
Nox quickly gasped and bit his lip. There was no moisture in the hole that tightly held his fingers. It would be nice if it naturally lubricated itself, like a woman does. He was truly a slave who required so much attention.
Khalid clicked his tongue and took out the prepared oil from the side table drawer. When he opened the lid, a sweet scent wafted up to Nox’s nose. However, that sweet scent only brought about a faint terror to Nox. The fact that he had been brought here from the beginning for this purpose was now sinking in.
Khalid poured the oil generously between Nox’s legs. The oil was slippery and slightly clumped. The liquid that flowed down over his perineum tickled his skin. Nox’s legs narrowed slightly. Khalid tightly held his legs and spread them apart.
“Stay still.”
The hole that was tightly gripping Khalid’s fingers became wet with moisture. However, that was only on the surface, and it couldn’t reach deep into the inner walls.
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