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The feel of the soft leather helped, and he’d gotten decently hard when he felt something hot and went on his cock. He jerked and gasped in surprise as he realized it was Jagger’s mouth.

He must have really wanted to win since he hadn’t yet sucked his slave’s cock. He planted his gloved hand on Luke’s chest to hold him down while he sucked and started massaging his prostate.

“Fuck,” Luke managed to get out in a strangled voice.

Even though he had the power to bite, something he would never dare to do, he always felt submissive when he sucked off Jagger. Being on his knees and performing a sexual act that wouldn’t get him off meant he was entirely laboring away for the other’s pleasure. Swallowing the seed made it even better. If Jagger wanted to entirely dump his loads in his slave’s stomach and keep his cock locked in a cage for the next five years, he could do it.

He didn’t feel dominant at all now that his owner was taking his cock in his mouth. He felt more like a tool to be used to win the wager. Jagger’s tongue flicked along the sides as he took his pet all the way down to the root and kept rubbing his prostate. Wet sounds came from Zaz and the other senior.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? Little slut. Stick your ass up more.”

Luke jerked his hips as Jagger deep-throated him again and tongued the base. Luke couldn’t help but moan as he spread his legs more, inviting it all.

Someone said the five minutes were up.

“On your knees,” Jagger said as he pulled off his other glove and dumped it on the ground.

Luke got into position and braced his body on his forearms. The other senior laid back on the ground and told Zaz to get on top.

“Wait-” said Zaz.

“Hurry up!”

“It’d be better if you did me from behind.”

“You can do the work and get yourself off. You’re more in control of the depth and angle, so ride my dick and cum."

Luke tried to relax as he pushed back against Jagger who was working his cock in. From his whore days, he knew some people took longer in certain positions. Being on top didn’t necessarily mean they came faster just because they had the control. Fortunately, Luke didn’t have much issue, but Zaz had an expression like he could already feel the future whipping that might be coming his way.

Luke still didn’t feel that confident as Jagger started stroking himself in and out. Every damn guard and prisoner had their eyes mortared to the two pairs, and more than one erection was showing through trousers and pants. One guard had reached inside another’s trousers to jerk off his buddy.

“Are we going to get in trouble if we play with ourselves while we watch?” asked a criminal.

“Fuck do we care for?” yelled a guard. “I might have to play with myself.”

Luke closed his eyes while Jagger reached around to stroke him. The fingers of his other hand dug in so hard, Luke’s hip was probably going to be bruised.

A bare bottom whipping in front of everyone would be far more shameful so he kept his eyes closed and tried to focus on the touches. He just had to get through this and cum. It had been a few days, so he surely had enough need pent up.

“Show me how much you like this,” Jagger whispered as his lips brushed Luke’s shoulder. “You’re too quiet.” His hips tilted and changed the angle so he was hitting Luke’s prostate just right. “I bet you’d like it if I tied you down one day and sucked your cock.”

Luke let out a little moan as Jagger’s hand quickened too. His cock throbbed, and his balls swung a bit with every thrust as his hole was pounded. Maybe he really could cum.

“Please, Sir,” he gasped as he pushed back. “Harder…”

With his eyes shut tight, he tried to lose himself in the sensation as his nuts tightened. Maybe those few days of no cumming had helped more than he thought along with Jagger’s expert hands.

His breath grew ragged. When the edge came, he pushed his face into the back of his hands and shouted as the pleasure snapped and raced through him. He stiffened, and Jagger gripped his hip tighter to hold him up as he groaned and pounded Luke’s hole like his life depended on it.

Luke tried to hold back another shout, but he couldn’t as he spurted on the ground beneath him. Jagger’s thrusts stuttered before he buried himself to the hilt and filled his slave’s bowels with cum.

Luke gasped as the orgasm ebbed, and he dared to open his eyes. Zaz wore an expression like he’d just been sentenced to dangle from a noose. The senior guard gripped the prisoner’s hips, adjusted his legs, and gave a few upward thrusts before he came with a moan. The tip of Zaz’s cock was wet with pre-cum, but he hadn’t finished.

“Too bad for you.” The senior pushed him. “I'm done, so get off. It looks like we’ll get the pleasure of watching your ass turn bright red.”

“Please, Sir! I could still make a good pe-”

“You had your chance.” The senior pointed at a guard. “Hey, you should do the whipping. I know you'll make his ass squirm."

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