Tristan turned his face away in disgust, he pulled at the rope on his wrists even if it was futile.
The man scoffed and roughly pushed his face to him.
He bent down and whispered with their faces so close that he could smell the last alcohol he drank from his mouth.
"When I'm you, keep your eyes on me". He warned and let his face go and Tristan obeyed for a few seconds until the pants came off.
The sight of his naked Lowe body made him look away again and this time a slap landed on his face.
"I'm not very nice when provoked, just do as I say and we will both enjoy ourselves". He continued and licked his lips. Tristan grimaced as the meaning behind his words.
The door opened and interrupted them, he sighed in relief and looked away again.
"Don't forget the pictures and videos but don't overdo it". Azier warned from the door and Tristan looked over at him with pleading eyes but he turned and left, leaving him to the mercies of the men.
