Jamie was still panting when Liam grabbed a handful of his hair and vanked his head back. His cock twitched again, sensitive from the orgasm, but his body trembled at the pull, spine arching instinctively.
"Did I say we were finished?" Liam's voice was a low rasp, cold with cruel delight. "That was only me warming up."
Jamie's lip trembled, but he didn't beg to stop. He didn't want to. He couldn't. The way Liam looked down at him- possessive, dark, hungry-made his stomach flip and his body ache.
"You want it rough?" Liam asked, dragging a thumb over the mess on Jamie's chest and then shoving it into his mouth. "Prove it."
Jamie moaned around his thumb, sucking obediently, eyes fluttering shut.
Liam grinned. The kind of grin that promised things no one should want- but Jamie did.
"Up. On your knees. Face the bench.
Jamie scrambled up, legs shaking, coat slipping completely off him now. He was naked and sticky, his arms still loosely bound, and his cock already starting to twitch back to life despite how recently he'd come. The humiliation only made it worse.
Liam opened his coat pocket and pulled out a small leather strap-black and slim with a polished steel ring at the center.
"You've been begging for this." He grabbed Jamie's softening cock, already overstimulated, and wrapped the strap tight around the base, threading it through the ring until it pressed snug. Jamie gasped, the pressure immediate, his body responding with a traitorous jolt of arousal.
"It'lI keep you hard. Even when it hurts." Liam smacked his ass again-harder this time. Not playful. Not teasing. Real pain.
Jamie cried out, falling forward over the bench, nails digging into the wood.
Another smack.
And another.
His thighs trembled as Liam grabbed his cheeks and spread him open, exposing him fully to the air again.
"You were born for this," Liam whispered against his skin. "To be hurt. To be ruined."
He pulled somethina else from his pocket -a steel plug, slick and cold. Jamie's eyes widened.
"Liam-" he gasped.
But Liam didn't wait. He pressed it to his entrance and shoved it in slow. But without mercy, twisting it in until the thickest part stretched him wide. Jamie moaned loud tears spilling from the corners of his eyes but he didn't say stop.
Liam reached around and slapped Jamie's cock.
"You like that?"
"Yes- yes!" Jamie sobbed. "I love it- please hurt me more-".
Liam chuckled darkly. "Good boy."
He pulled the plug out halfway, then shoved it back in, again and again rhythmically tormenting him, building unbearable heat and pressure inside Jamie's cock was rock hard again, purple and leaking, trapped by the strap. His body shook with the need to come- but there was no escape.
Liam leaned over him, breath warm on his neck. "You're going to beg me not to stop and then beg me to stop, and I'll ignore both."
Jamie sobbed from the overwhelming mix of shame and bliss.
"Say it," Liam growled, yanking his hair.
"Please... please don't stop... hurt me more- make me cry- use me-".
Liam bit his shoulder hard enough to bruise. And then the plug was ripped out. The sudden emptiness made Jamie gasp. Then Liam pushed in again, bare and thick and deep-no warning this time, just a single brutal thrust that made Jamie scream. The raw, unprepared slide of flesh-on-flesh made every nerve inside him light up, the burn immediate and divine.
Liam didn't slow down.
He fucked him hard, cruel, his hips slamming forward over and over, slapping skin against skin. Each thrust dragged a scream from Jamie's throat, his cock throbbing painfully under the strap. His tears fell freely now, but he didn't want it to stop. He couldn't stop.
"You're crying," Liam hissed. "Good. Cry harder."
He grabbed the base of Jamie's cock and twisted the strap tighter.
Jamie screamed. His cock throbbed violently, pulsing and twitching, every stroke of Liam inside him making the pain sharper, the pleasure more unbearable.
"You're going to ruin yourself for anyone else," Liam growled into his ear. "Only know how much you need pain to feel alive."
"Yes- yes- Liam please- I'm yours- I'm
always yours-".
Liam grabbed his neck, forcing his face lown against the bench, his body bent and pinned. Jamie sobbed, trembling, his vision blurring with tears.
"Now beg to come."
'Please, Liam! Please, let me! I need it- I can't- I'll go crazy-".
Liam smiled, then snapped the strap off his cock.
Jamie came instantly. It wasn't even an orgasm- it was a full- body convulsion. His scream echoed through the park, his body spasming as thick ropes of come shot out of him again nuscles locking and trembling from the intensity. His vision whited out. For a moment, all he knew was heat, pain, and
Liam.
And then the world slowed.
Liam pulled out, breath rough, and turned Jamie's face to him.
Tears streaked Jamie's cheeks, and his mouth trembled.
Liam kissed him softly.
"YOU were perfect."
Jamie melted into it.