Page 34 of Ready to Cash Out

Trev moaned without reservation as Jupiter moved to spanking his other cheek, and the burn throbbed into his very core. The slam of Jupiter’s fingers was a fantastic counterpoint to the pain, and he slipped his hand under his belly to grab his cock.

“Ah ah.” Jupiter stilled his fingers and gave Trev a brutal slap. “You’re not going to come until I say you can.” He pulled his hand away.

Trev felt the bed shift, and he resisted the urge to smirk as he realized Jupiter was climbing up behind him. He could still reach back and make a swipe at Jupiter’s jacket pocket from this position. He rocked his hips back and whimpered again, pleading, “Please. Please fuck me. Give me more of your come.”

Jupiter spanked him again, warning, “You’ll take what you deserve, baby doll. You were very, very bad. You just had to try and escape, didn’t you?”

Trev gritted his teeth. “I did escape… sir.”

Jupiter cracked his hand across both of Trev’s cheeks.

“Fuck!” Trev gasped.

“Watch it. No one likes a smart mouth, baby doll.”

Trev had a snarky comeback all lined up about exactly what he could do with his mouth, but he kept his teeth together. He cried out when Jupiter gave him another hard spanking, and he melted into the bed. His head was getting light, and there was a strange part of him that wanted to be good.

He wanted to be good for Jupiter.

He really did want to please him, to make him happy and hear him fall apart, to tell him he was the best he’d ever had—no.

Trev had to focus.

This was all part of the game, that was it. He was only fucking with Jupiter so he had a chance to swipe that damn key. He didn’t actually care about what Jupiter thought of him, just as long as he played along with Trev’s game.

Trev was in control.

Nothing else mattered.

“There.” Jupiter palmed Trev’s stinging cheeks and squeezed. “Look at that… You can be such a very, very good boy.” He massaged the tender skin, pressing a kiss to Trev’s tailbone.

Trev shivered, and he twisted his fingers in the sheets. His cock was even harder now, and he turned his head, the chain clinking.

“Easy, baby doll,” Jupiter soothed, his voice like velvet as he kissed over one of the welts left behind from his hand. “Just relax now. Stay nice and still for me. You can do that, can’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” Trev replied.

Jupiter’s lips moved along Trev’s overheated skin, tracing what might have been the curve of a palm print. His hands slid up to massage Trev’s lower back as he shifted his position. “You want to be good, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir. So much.”

“You still want to please me…” Jupiter’s fly unzipped. “Deny it all you want to, but you value my approval.”

“Of course I do, sir,” Trev pleaded. “I… I want to be good for you, I promise.”

“Even now, you’re lying to both of us.” Jupiter chuckled. “But you did take your punishment so well…”

Trev bit his lip when he heard the telltale rhythmic pump of Jupiter jerking himself off. “Come on, please. Stick it in.”

Jupiter chuckled, the sound rough as he stroked faster. He grabbed Trev’s ass cheek and squeezed, spreading it wide. “No.”

“What?” Trev whimpered.

What the fuck did he mean, no?

“You don’t deserve to be fucked,” Jupiter replied. “You’re lucky I’m going to give you my come.”

Alarms went off in Trev’s brain, and he tried to calculate his next move. He had to keep going with this ridiculous ruse if he wanted to try again, so he swallowed his pride and said, “Y-yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

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