The other man was still behind him. I’m not going to kill you.’ Laughing, the other man turned away. He smiled at the captive young man, then walked around behind him. The other man hadn’t finished. All Kevin could do was to turn his head away as the whip came down, again and again, barely giving him time to draw breath between the vicious strokes. He just locked the door. The other man was still behind him. Arching his back, he let out a low moan, shuddering as his cock jerked, shooting streaks of cum over the floor. ‘Don’t look like that. Kevin, too weak to even think about resisting, didn’t move as first one finger then another was pushed into him. Kevin stiffened as the man withdrew, then tried to force his clenched fist into him. The man, not caring what damage he’d done the young man, pulled out. He tensed up, but nothing could prepare him for the pain of the leather slicing into his flesh.
