“So, you wanted to run from me?”
He whimpers.Fuckin’ whimpers.
God, he’s perfect.
“S-static, I’m con-confused.” He’s hiccupping between his sobs, tears and snot streaming down his face, and I let my eyes dance for him.
“Be confused, darlin’. There ain’t nothin’ about this that’s gonna make any sense.”
“What-what? What does that m-mean?”
I reach out and snatch his throat, causing the smallest squeak to escape as the last of his air puffs out. “It means, you’re gonna go to sleep now.”
He tries to shake his head, eyes scrunching when he hears my words, but he can’t move out of my hold. He starts to panic when he realizes he can’t breathe—that I’m taking the air from his lungs—and that’s when it gets fun.
Madison is a sight of beauty as he flails in the flashing of the strobe lights, smoke curling around his soft frame, each pixelated flare a moment seared into my brain. The throbbing of his heartbeat against my fingers makes my cock twitch in response, and I want to touch myself—no.I want him to touch me—but this is good.
What comes next is even better.
“Sweet dreams, darlin’,” I tell him when his eyelids start to flutter with the first signs of unconsciousness. “Dream of me.” And when he’s finally out and falling limp in my hold, I release him and gently lie him down on the ground in front of me.
His longer hair—which has grown out a bit in the monthssince we started talking—splays around him like the angel he truly is. I brush it back from where it sticks to his tear-soaked cheek and tuck it behind his ear before I turn around and go about setting up the room how I want it.
This is gonna be so fuckin’ fun.
Madison, unbeknownst to him, brought us right to the perfect spot for what I have planned… and what that is, is to completely take him apart.
Piece by piece, layer by layer, I want Madison Payne absolutely obliterated before me in this shitty motel.
Leaving him to lie where he’s at, knowing I don’t have much time, I turn to the bedframe that’s to our right and grab the rope that I dropped to start tying pieces to each side. I use my axe to cut the pieces to the length I need, leaving more than enough for each side so that he’s not tied too tight, but I’ve gotta make sure he’s not goin’ anywhere.
Securing the knots to the rusted metal frame, I jump up on the plywood that covers the bottom of the full-sized bed and jump on it a couple times to make sure it’ll hold our combined weight. It bows a little bit, but it doesn’t crack or make any noise, which satisfies me enough.
I jump down with a grin and turn back to my boy, taking in his drool-slackened face and long eyelashes brushing the highest points of his cheekbones. He looks utterly angelic, and I want nothing more than toruin him.
Feeling satisfied I have what I need for the moment, I make my way to Madison and crouch to lift him into my arms. He’s light as I lift him, and that brings a smile to my face. Everything about him just fits so perfectly with me.
Without taking my eyes off him, I move him to the middle of the bedframe and splay him out wide—and it’s as I’m staring at his clothed body that I realize that just won’t do.
No, no, no.
My treat is far too dressed for this.
I need to see him.
I need his body, his mind, his soul.
Every bit of him.
With gentle hands, I pull his shirt over his head and gently set his head back down onto the wood. Next, I undo the button on his jeans and pull them down his legs, discarding them onto the floor without a second thought because my eyes are stuck on the body displayed before me.
Soft and supple and as perfect as I remember.
The only thing that would make this better would be—No.I shake my head to disperse the thought of tasting Madison’s fear again.
No. This is just as good.
Gritting my teeth, I grab the rope to my right and tie a knot around his right wrist, securing it tightly before moving onto his left, ensuring there’s barely any room for him to move, but that they’re not too tight. I shuffle down his body, trailing my gloved fingers down his soft skin as I do, nearly groaning in ecstasy when his body breaks out in gooseflesh from my touch alone.
