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Fehrin had been one of the higherlings Hayde had been referring to when he’d threatened to take him. He hadn’t been lying after all. Heat stirred in his chest. How could this creature take such pleasure in such a vile act?

“You can’t imagine how unbearable it was for me when you came here as a messenger. You always had this look on your face… so angry… so furious… I just wanted to give you something to be truly angry about… just like the old days. And if I’d thought no one would’ve missed you, I would have fucked you to death back then. I would have brought you down here, made you beg me to release you. Oh, it would have been so nice.”

His tongue slid between his lips. He licked up Hayde’s cheek.

Bits of saliva dripped off the sides of his tongue and made their way down Hayde’s face.

Hayde didn’t resist. Just stared forward, his face turning white.

“Just fuck me and get it over with,” he said, his gaze devoid of its usual anger.

Fehrin chuckled, and it grew into a hearty laugh.

He rose to his feet and headed into the unlit part of the room.

“Patience… patience… my little Hayde,” the darkness seemed to say.

When Fehrin returned, he held a whip with what appeared to be barbs along the sides.

Hayde eyed it and gulped.

“Did you really think you were going to get it that easy? Just fuck you and be done with it? No. You’ve been a bad boy. You need to be punished. Both of you do.”

Shit.

Kinzer couldn’t believe he’d gotten Hayde into this nightmare. He should have been more careful. He should have been quicker to attack the higherling.

But there was no time to dwell on his mistakes. He had to find a way to get them out of there.

He searched the stock and his surroundings for a way out.

It was useless. The stock was locked tight and try as he did, he couldn’t shake it even slightly loose.

Fehrin stepped behind Hayde, pulled the whip back, and snapped it forward.

CRACK.

Hayde reared his head back and screamed out.

Fehrin smiled broadly.

“Beautiful,” he said.

He struck his victim again. Hayde unleashed an even louder cry.

As Kinzer continued struggling in vain with his stock, his balls bounced between his legs.

His eyes flashed back to the keys on Fehrin’s belt loop. He had to get them, but how?

Fehrin unzipped his slacks and allowed a massive cock, nearly a foot and a half, to spring free. It was fully erect. Clearly, just teasing Hayde with those slashes was enough to arouse him.

He stepped forward and pressed it between Hayde’s cheeks.

“Oh… you feel it? You like it?”

Hayde’s face grew even whiter as he ground his teeth, his body quivering in anticipation for the intrusion.

Fehrin stepped back and struck the whip against Hayde’s back yet again.