Page 51 of Stolen Compliance

Normally, it would be unfair, but fuck, he shatters and starts to come just as I pump him full. By the time we’re done, we’re both sweaty, and I’m exhausted like I’ve run a damn marathon. When I pull out, I note with satisfaction that he winces.

Unable to resist his ass on display like that, I casually smack it. And then do it again, just for fun. Turning to Teo, I go to offer him the same pleasure, but his eyes are closed, which pisses me off enough to forget the joy of spanking Luca.

“Am I boring you, Buttercup?” I snap out, frustration burning inside me.

Teo’s pretty blue eyes open as he stares at me coldly. “I wasn’t aware you needed my input for this.”

“Such a sore loser. I’m sure you’ll get his ass, eventually. He proved his compliance on this part. But I think the next is going to be far harder for him.”

Teo quirks an eyebrow as a sadistic smirk crosses his lips. “Oh, is it time to give the bunny his drink?”

“I believe it is.” I shrug innocently as I pull Luca into a standing position. “Luca, kneel. Now.”

Luca sinks to his knees, horrified. He doesn’t argue, though, which gives me hope for the auction, even if I question what the fuck is wrong with him. Really? Not a damn complaint. It also makes me curious about his Master and how far I can push him before he does fight back.

I contemplate joining Teo on this but decide that I’ve had my reward already. “Go ahead, Teo. Give the bunny his drink…”

My legs shake as I swear I can still feel the electric currents shooting through me, but it doesn’t stop me from getting up and walking over to where Luca is kneeling.

Fuck, just the sight of him in such perfect, pretty posture has my cock begging to get hard. I can’t remember the last person to kneel for me so exceptionally without being merchandise…if ever. My life before this was boring, listless, and normal—if there’s such a thing.

Now, I have so much more. Including a perfect submissive waiting for his drink, and a sadistic fucker all too happy to elicit punishment on either of us should we fail the task at hand.

Grabbing Luca’s hair, I tilt his head back a little, meeting his burning gaze. “Are you ready for your drink?”

He swallows hard enough I can see his throat working. I give him a little shake. “Answer me, bunny.”

“I… yes, Sir.” His words slide over me, and I have to take a slow breath.

Fuck, it’s been far too long since those words willingly fell out of someone’s mouth for me… Not even any of the whores can say it as prettily as he just did.

His eyes are wide with his horror. I can almost see his mind working behind them; windows to the soul indeed.

As if giving himself over to the inevitable, he opens his mouth and lets me put my cock inside. I’m half-hard now, so it takes a bit of effort to force my bladder to cooperate.

Luca jerks and chokes at the first spray into his mouth. He tried to pull away, but I hold him tightly.

“Eyes on me,” I order.

A tear slips down his face, mixing with the dried saliva there, and I want to lick it up. His gaze is unfocused as he swallows down every drop I have to offer, while searching for the happy haze of submission once again.

“Good bunny,” I praise, unable to help myself.

Another tear escapes, and I hold my cock in his mouth for a long moment, even after the stream has ended, almost unable to pull away.

There’s a heavy pulse thrumming between us, connecting me to him. More than simply my reward for playing Dominic’s fucked-up games, but the heady feeling that comes between a dominant and submissive. A connection that lies deep in finding someone whose kinks match your own—willingly or not.

“Such a good boy,” I tell him as I pull out, managing, just barely, to swallow back the rest of what I want to say.

I release his hair and caress his face softly, letting him feel the connection before backing away.

“I think you need to make sure he swallowed all of it,” Dominic says, his tone rough but not as harsh as I know he wants it to be.

I don’t bother looking at him, simply falling to my knees and taking Luca’s mouth with mine. He submits so beautifully for me, and I’m able to sweep my tongue in his mouth even as my instincts try to flee from the taste of urine on his tongue.

It’s a moment that’s poignant, touching me in a way I’ve never felt before. And that word, that singular deep feeling I have to blurt out what I buried when I was taken from everything I’ve ever known, comes again, begging to be released, to be heard spilling from Luca’s luscious lips…

I pull back, panting, head spinning, and seeking Dominic’s approval.