Flix laughed. “Want me to fuck you that badly?”
“Flix, please.”
“I have a question first.”
“Okay.” At this point, he was too far gone to sense the trap or to even care if there was one. If it meant speeding this up and getting to feel a real cock rearranging his insides, Aneski would shamelessly do or say anything the other guy wanted.
“Your friends came to visit you when you were at the hospital,” Flix began, speaking directly into his ear again. “I got a good whiff of them, is my point, so don’t bother lying in a foolish attempt to protect them.”
Aneski frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“How many people did you let in to see me like that, Ani?” he asked. “How many people did you show me off to?”
He still wasn’t sure what he was getting at or why now, of all times, seemed like the appropriate time to bring it up. “There was just Rexton and Bridger. Bridger came to check on you once after I knocked you out. He didn’t come back again.”
Flix was quiet momentarily, and then, “You sound like you believe that.”
“Because it’s the truth.” He made a whining sound when he accidentally shifted and the toy felt like it hit his insides a little differently. “Flix. Be’tessi,please. I don’t know what you want from me. Just ask and it’s yours.”
“Mine, huh?” Flix grunted when Ani nodded all over again. “Is that how badly you want my cock, Tiny Terror? Bad enough to answer all of my questionsloudly?”
Who did he want to hear them? Obviously there was someone, or someone’s, that Flix had in mind, but the possibilities were endless.
He listened as Flix moved away, feeling an inkling of relief that at least his throat would be spared further punishment. It didn’t last long, however, because then the toy was pressed in deeper, and the settings were turned up, spearing the silicone dildo into him at an even faster pace.
The room filled with the sounds of it squelching in and out of him, mingling with his whimpers as he thrashed on the swing as much as he was able, sending the whole thing rocking.
“So there was only two of them at the hideout then, right?” Flix asked, and it took Ani longer than it should have to process the words and make sense of them.
“Yes,” he gasped.
“You sure?”
“I didn’t tell anyone else or allow anyone else to go there,” Ani insisted. “I didn’t want them to see you.”
“Why?” Flix asked curiously. “They’re all seeing me naked now. They would have seen me naked in that video you tried filming.”
“That’s different.”
“How so?”
“They would have seen you taking me in those situations.” Aneski pointedly lifted his hips and whined.
“You like the sound of that, baby?” Flix asked, his hand finally making its way to the ring around Ani’s dick. He plucked at it, then took pity and moved for the thrusting part of the toy, slowly removing it.
Aneski heard him step to the side, felt Flix’s hand on his knee spreading him open even more.
Was he showing him off to the audience? Were they staring at his gaping hole right now?
He should feel embarrassed, but instead, the thought of people getting visual proof of how badly he wanted Flix made him tingly all over. Because, yeah, he did like the sound of that. Liked the sound of Flix showing him around and presenting him as a prized possession.
It felt like he was finally being acknowledged as his Onus. Plus, it sure as shit beat being locked up in a gilded cage for the rest of his life.
Flix pulled the attached ring off next, and then the sound of the toy dropping carelessly to the hard floor echoed in the room. “Whose cock are you about take, Ani?”
He licked his lips in anticipation as he felt the swing being lifted, his ass brought up an inch or so. “Yours.”
Flix brought himself right up against Ani’s tender entrance but paused without even putting in the head. “You’re wearing a blindfold, though. Maybe you’re picturing someone else.”
