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No. His former Robin.

But STILL HIS...

Bruce tried not focusing on Mask's semen leaking out under his boot. Jason's eyes promising pain if he gained the upper hand for a second. Bruce pushed his boot harder into Jason's reddened ass, the handprint from Roman still visible. Another wave of anger crested over the dark knight.

" Why do you insist on doing things the hard way? If you needed..., this, you should have come to ME."

"Right, like you could possibly understand what I need. You'd have to remove that oak up your ass first."

"You're mine, Jason. I know what you need. My mistake was waiting for you to come to me. Instead of just taking you." Bruce took note of the small gasp his boy made in surprise.

"You never wanted me. I was always a poor replacement for Dick. He's the perfect one."

Bruce ground his heel against Jason's sore hole. He allowed a small smile at the whimper. He needed to punish the boy for letting another man have him.

"I've never wanted Dick like that. He's my son. My partner. You, you have always been mine."

Jason snorted. "Sure I am. That's why you tried dumping me in an orphanage. Why you always kept me at arms length. Why I could never do anything right."

"From the moment I first saw you stealing from me, I've wanted to pull you into my lap and make you cry. How pretty you'd be stuffed full with my cock. I should never have allowed you so much free reign. You obviously can't be trusted to make the best decisions for yourself. Who else have you allowed to touch what's mine with their filthy hands?"

"Roman, Harvey, Ras and Slade."

"That's all?"

"Yeah."

"So no less than forty."

"Forty?"

"Forty lashes, no less. You will be so beautiful in your agony.

"And you'll dump me somewhere else when you're done?"