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Hunter couldn't wait to get back to his suite. Frankly, the luncheon was okay, but Hunter had expected more. Anyhow, the real present waited him back in his suite, and so the moment it looked like things were coming to close, he said his goodbyes and left. When he arrived back to his room, Hunter smirked to himself, wondering how Kurt had held up so far. Things had been on a little delay this morning, but that had been okay, because hopefully the slave would've had the necessary time away from communication and everyone else to sort out his thoughts. Maybe that's all he needed to have a better attitude - even though Hunter was smart enough to know this wasn't the case. As he rounded the corner to his main hallway, Hunter took his time with each step. He practically prowled as he began rolling up the sleeves on his button-down. Hunter had dressed what he considered casual for a luncheon in the Goddess' suite - a white button-down, black slacks, shiny black dress shoes. He went to grab a couple of things and then headed for his dungeon. It was a nice space off the side of his bedroom, and when he opened it, it was nice and cool how he wanted it to be. Hunter made an effort to open and close the door behind him as quietly as he could, and when it was locked, he turned to see the slave he had rented for the next three days. "Hello, Kurt." He smirked, even though the slave couldn't see him as he moved over to stand in front of him. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

Kurt had waited growing more and more terrified by the minute as he waited for the guards to come to his cell and drag him upstairs. The fact that Hunter wouldn't even be there when he arrived wasn't missed by Kurt and ifhe hadn't been so worried about being tied up in a cold room, he would have been extremely pissed off. Still, it didn't stop him from struggling when the guards arrived, earning him a few swats to his ass as they dragged him into Hunter's room. He didn't have much time to glance around before a blindfold was wrapped tightly around his eyes - too tight if you'd asked Kurt but none of the guards did - and he was dragged into another room and his arms were wrenched upwards. It didn't matter how much he begged, pleaded, or even attempted to barter for a quick trip back to his cell, all he heard was laughter before the tell tale sound of the door closing and he was alone. As the hours passed, the drop in temperature quickly became noticeable and long before Hunter returned, he was shivering and struggling to think of warm things to help him get through this mess. His ears perked up when he heard a voice and he frantically turned his head looking for the source of the sound until he registered who was speaking. "Please. Let me down," he pleaded quietly.

Hunter rolled his eyes and let out a small, bitter laugh. This was definitely a change of tune already, but he wondered how long it would last. Maybe Kurt liked to put up this kind of façade like he was stronger than he was. It was a good technique - for the world outside of this island. Here, you would be tested if you talked strong and made it seem like you were much more resilient than the others. Hunter sighed dramatically, taking in Kurt's naked body. His eyes stopped at Kurt's thighs and Hunter circled around the slave until he was close enough to grab his hips. "What will happen when I let you down, hmm?" Hunter purred into his ear. He pulled Kurt's hips to close the distance between their bodies. "Will you try to talk back to me again?" Hunter drew his hand back and smacked Kurt's ass, squeezing it hard. "I'm not in the mood for lying, either."

Kurt swallowed hard when he realized how close Hunter was and it took him a moment to find his voice. "No," he finally said softly after trying to come up with a witty retort and failing. Really his mind was too focused on being cold and being tied up to think about something like that. "I won't talk back again." If this had happened before his last rental, he would still have the energy to talk back, but 24 hours was not enough of a turn around. He yelped and jerked forward trying to get away from the smack, cringing when he realized that he'd only pressed up against Hunter instead of getting away from him like he'd tried. "Please let me down," he repeated shaking his head

Hunter pressed his lips right against Kurt's ear, "But if I do this for you, what will you do for me?" Hunter couldn't help but tease Kurt. He was just so slim and pale, he couldn't help but pick on him. Hunter stepped away and took a hold of Kurt's hair, pulling his head back slightly to give more exposure to the slave's neck. "Now I can think of something that would warm you up." Hunter took that moment to jam two fingers into Kurt's mouth and he grinned. He took the fingers out and wiped them dry along Kurt's face, "You could aways beg. That helps." Hunter released Kurt's hair and then pushed his head back forwards. Hunter circled around to the front and stepped away slightly from Kurt.

Kurt cringed and tried to fold in on himself despite having his arms still above his head and flinched when he heard Hunter's voice in his ear. "Please. Let me down then I can come up with something that might work." There had to be something that he could offer that wouldn't disgust him and please Hunter at the same time. Kurt wasn't about to offer sex or any kind of remotely close activity, but there had to be something that Kurt could do, even if it was just cleaning or cooking for him until the end of the rental. He was dragged out of his frantic thoughts by the fingers in his mouth and it was all he could do not to gag. "Please," he begged, forgoing any arguments on this topic. "Please let me down. Please let me down and turn the temperature back up."

Hunter licked his lips and just shook his head. "You've forgotten something. I'm not your equal, slave." Hunter just sighed and reached behind him to grab a short, flat paddle off the wall. It didn't seem like Kurt was going to just give up so soon, so maybe he needed a little help. "I'm not negotiating anything. You give me an option that I'm satisfied with, and you won't get another one of these." Hunter explained before he smacked Kurt on both sides of his thighs. Hunter took the paddle and placed it under Kurt's chin to raise it up at eye level where Kurt would be looking at him if the blindfold was off. "Think long and hard about what you'll give me in return for letting you out, pet."

Kurt yelped and twisted trying to get away from whatever it was that Hunter had just hit him with - it had hit his thighs too fast for him to tell but either way, it hurt. "Please," he begged, twisting away from where he thought Hunter might be standing. "I....I don't know what you want from me. I could cook something, clean, I don't know." No, he did know what Hunter wanted but he wasn't about to mention it first. "Please let me down." Tears of frustration started pooling in his eyes and he was never more grateful for a blindfold than he was in that moment. No matter what, he couldn't let Hunter see any signs of true weakness.

Hunter watched Kurt twist and turn away under his touch, and it was a little satisfying of course. But it was only a small part of what Hunter wanted to achieve right now. Even though he couldn't see Kurt's eyes, Hunter could hear the tremor in the slave's voice. He walked closer and put the paddle down on the floor, "That's not good enough, slave." Hunter took the key out of his pocket and reached up above Kurt to unlock his wrists to set him free. The Master was going to see what he would do before he restrained him again, as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. "I'm tense. You're going to help me find some release. Let's go." Hunter didn't have to turn around to know that Kurt would follow soon enough. He opened the door and went to sit on the edge of his bed.

Kurt felt his stomach drop when Hunter said his attempts weren't good enough. Well, he chided himself, it wouldn't be that easy to distract him. The only bright spot for him came when his wrists were unlocked and he did his best to remain as still as possible while lowering his arms to his sides. "Thank you," he said after a few moments of checking to make sure he still had circulation to his fingers. When he didn't get a response, he tentatively pulled the blindfold down and wasn't surprised to find himself alone. "Get it together Kurt. It's just another rental. You can do this." He swallowed hard and slowly made his way to the door, afraid of keeping Hunter waiting any longer than necessary.

Hunter just stared at Kurt, watching him inspect his wrists and regain his balance and strength as he walked over to the door. He could see the slave try to keep himself together, and Hunter didn't like that one bit. He narrowed his eyes, "I didn't say you could stand. All fours," he spread his legs then, "between my knees." Hunter leaned back slightly on the bed. "So what exactly have you done with the Masters, slave? I'm curious to know what new territory we can get into with our time together."

Kurt hesitated before slowly dropping to his hands and knees, his eyes never leaving Hunter's face. He raised an eyebrow at him while he internally debated if he should test to see how far he could push before getting in trouble but ultimately decided against it. Hunter was probably like Robert which meant a high possibility of pain and frankly Kurt was tired of pain. Once he came to his decision, he crawled closer to the bed and placed himself between Hunter's knees but just out of reach should he try to grab him. "My rentals are excuses to punish me," he replied bitterly. "Maybe they enjoy abusing me but I sure as hell don't."

Hunter mirrored Kurt and raised an eyebrow. "Language. Attitude. Our physical distance. Change it." Hunter didn't need a paddle to inflict a great amount of pain on Kurt, and he would rather avoid that for right now if he could. Hunter liked to do other things than make people hurt all the time - even if it was a favorite hobby of his. He knew Kurt's whole act wasn't going to last long, and something he said caught Hunter's attention. "What about sex?"

Kurt gave him his most innocent expression as he inched closer, trying to keep a bit of distance between them but the tone of Hunter's voice told him unless he wanted to cry himself to sleep from pain, it was better to pretend to listen. The attitude part Hunter was just going to have to live with, that was one thing that Kurt most definitely was not changing. "What do you consider sex? It seems everyone has a different opinion of what sex includes."

Hunter rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. Even the most innocent expression looked false on Kurt's features. Hunter grabbed Kurt's hair and pulled hard, determined to fit the slave just inches in front of his crotch. "Penetration." He gave Kurt a knowing look and then tightened his grip, "And if one more sentence comes out of your mouth without a single 'sir' or 'Master'...." he warned. Kurt was simply too comfortable, and Hunter was going to change that soon enough. "Remember I told you I'd tear you apart, right? What did you think I meant?"

Kurt winced as he was pulled forward, reaching out to steady himself so he didn't face plant into Hunter's crotch which was most likely his plan. "No," he replied shortly, ignoring the warning for the moment. "One used a vibrator or me, another used a plug." Hunter's grip on his hair tightening was more than he could take and he reached up and grabbed his hand, trying to loosen it just enough so he wouldn't have to worry about going bald prematurely. It was already in his genes, he didn't need someone helping them along. "I didn't think you were serious, ​sir​. It wouldn't be a first time I was given an empty threat."

Hunter smacked Kurt's hand away and just looked away, shaking his head. He wasn't going to get through to Kurt by talking - he could see that by now. "I'm very serious, ​Kurt​. I don't make promises that I don't intend on keeping." Hunter thought about how he wanted this to happen, but he did have one question. "So you've had sex before, though?" Hunter didn't plan on making it special or anything just in case Kurt was a virgin, but he did think that was priceless.

Kurt hesitated and bit down on his lower lip before shaking his head. "No," he said, taking a deep breath to prepare himself for the worst. He looked away not wanting to see the expression on Hunter's face, terrified that he was going to be thrown on the bed at any second now that he'd admitted to being a virgin. Lying wouldn't get him anywhere and he knew he couldn't fake having had sex before so the truth was his only option. "I never dated before I was kidnapped and no one here has, thankfully, been interested in taking that from me. All of them let me get away with just blow jobs, excepting the first time."

Hunter raised his eyebrows in mild surprise. A virgin slave was still roaming around the island? He must've really been able to talk his way out of not being fucked.The more Hunter thought about it, the bigger his smirk grew. "Well, this is interesting. The back-talking, snappy slave Kurt is a virgin. If losing your virginity is what's been avoided, let's do this. I've already made up my mind. Undress me." Hunter motioned for him to stand up, already looking over the slave's lithe body with a new hunger. He stepped closer, "I don't have all day."

Kurt scrambled backwards shaking his head. "Oh no. I'm good. Really sir. You don't have to, it's not necessary. I'm perfectly fine as I am." His eyes darted around the room looking for a place to hide until Hunter came to his senses and decided Kurt was too much trouble and would send him back to the cells. Seeing no quick hiding places, he scrambled backwards groping for the door hoping that there was somewhere to hide in there. "I'm sure there are others in the cells that would be more than happy to help you out with whatever issue you're having but I'm not the right one."

Hunter took a deep breath and dropped his arms to his side. Did Kurt really think running away like that would just make Hunter change his mind? If anything, he knew this had to be one right here and now. Hunter was willing to be at least somewhat easy on Kurt at first, but the more he resisted the more it would just hurt. Hunter took long, slow steps towards Kurt and opened his arms, "I'm not having an issue." Hunter blocked Kurt from moving anywhere and went to grab the boy's neck and push him up against the door he was trying to get out of. "You think this is going to be completely enjoyable for me? It won't be, but I'm not letting you leave this suite until I've taken your virginity," his free hand came up and braced Hunter against the door next to Kurt's head. "Frankly this should've been taken care of a long time ago."

Kurt 's eyes went wide when Hunter pushed him up against the door and frantically shook his head. "If it's not going to be enjoyable for you, you don't have to do it. No one's cared yet, so I don't think anyone would mind if you chose not to care yourself." This was exactly what he'd been trying to avoid in the first place - someone thinking that they had to take his virginity for whatever reason. There had to be a way out of this. "Please," he begged, his voice cracking slightly. "Please don't do this sir. There's nothing that needs to be taken care of, especially something like that."

Hunter shook his head sternly. "No, I'm doing you a favor. Plenty of slaves get their virginities snatched away from then within days of them being out on the market. I'm offering you a bed to lay down on. Take it." Hunter's grip around Kurt's neck tightened and he pulled him back until he was throwing the slave on the bed. "Don't even think about getting up." He was really annoyed by now, and Hunter took off his belt and folded in his hands. "Shut the ​fuck​ up, slave. I'm tired of hearing you whine." Hunter got on the bed and began undressing himself quickly until he was naked and threw the belt aside. He knelt down and straddled Kurt's hips, finding his arms to pin them down above his head. "Will you shut up or do I need the gag?"

Kurt didn't bother trying to struggle against Hunter when he was pulled away from the door and thrown onto the bed. The look in his eyes alone promised pain if even even opened his mouth and after his rental with Robert, Kurt was starting to think twice about purposefully pissing off the masters. Still, he couldn't stop the slight whimper that escaped his lips as Hunter took off his belt then began undressing over top of him. This wasn't how losing his virginity was supposed to happen. He'd given up on any sort of romantic notions but he didn't want it to be a spur of the moment decision either. Slowly he shook his head in answer to Hunter's question, fear flickering across his face. "Please," he tried one more time, knowing that it wouldn't do him any good but he had to give it a shot.

Hunter had ignored the whimper and he ignored the shaking of the head. What he couldn't really ignore was Kurt's 'Please', which, if he didn't already know Kurt's attitude problem, he might've felt sorry for him. But this needed to be taken care of right now - this was unacceptable. He touched Kurt's sides and shivered slightly, "You're still cold. Let's warm you up." Hunter lowered his head between Kurt's legs and began sucking on the slave's inner thighs, his hands finding and cupping his ass cheeks.

Kurt turned his head away when Hunter hovered over him, squeezing his eyes shut. His plea had been a shot in the dark but it still stung that Hunter had completely ignored it. He’d looked away, resolving to zone out and hopefully miss whatever Hunter was doing to him but when Hunter started sucking on his thigh, it sent a jolt through him that made him open his eyes and stare at Hunter in surprise. "I'm fi..fine," he managed, trying his hardest to not flinch away despite the hands on his ass. People looking at him naked, he'd gotten used to, people touching him without inflicting pain, not so much.

Hunter continued to suck on Kurt's thigh as his hands traveled down Kurt's legs to his inner knees. He raised his head and locked eyes with Kurt as he spread the slave's knees farther apart, "You're freezing. You don't want to get sick, now do you?" Hunter then eyed Kurt's cock and dipped low to drag his tongue up Kurt's balls and down the length of his cock until he reached the head. He moved back again and brought his head down to eye level with Kurt's hole that was now exposed for him. Hunter whistled slightly, moving in to experimentally lick over the tight ring of muscle.

Kurt tensed and shook his head fervently. "No, but that doesn't mean I want this. A nice warm bath would work much better in warming me up." He gripped the sheets under him and closed his eyes, trying to think of anything that would help him keep his body under control. Hunter's tongue on his cock was too new and felt too nice to be a good thing, but despite everything he tried, his body was starting to respond to Hunter's touch and he hated it. "W...what? No! That's disgusting! Not to mention extremely unsanitary." He shot upwards, attempting to scramble back on the bed, shaking his head the second he felt a tongue on his hole. "Why would you put your mouth there?!"

Hunter rolled his eyes and then let go of Kurt in order to pin him back on the bed. "What did I tell you about talking so much?" He got up and moved to the headboard, taking both of the restraints he had there and pulling Kurt by the wrist to attach him. Hunter tightened them a little to make sure Kurt couldn't have too much room to jump around, and he got off the bed to open a drawer on the bedside table and take out a bottle of lube and duct tape. "I think your cock is saying otherwise about you wanting this." Hunter grinned and took a long piece of tape, smacking it hard on Kurt's mouth. "Now shut up so we can finish this." Hunter grabbed his own cock that was now fully erect, stroking it as he kneeled back down on the bed and put himself between Kurt's legs. "Breathe deeply. I'll take my time." Hunter popped the top off the lube and began pouring it over three of his fingers.

Kurt blanched when he saw the restraints and started shaking his head. "I'll be good! I promise! Just....it's unsanitary!" His face fell when he saw the tape and he instantly stopped moving. "Please don't. I'll be good sir....I will." When Hunter showed no sign of listening, he sagged against the bed limply. None of this was going how he wanted his first time to be like. Still, he laid there, trying to breathe through his nose in an attempt to relax as he resigned himself to the fact that he probably wasn't going to enjoy this one bit.

Hunter didn't really care about Kurt's pleas anymore. He had given him more than enough time to pull himself together and respond with a little bit of respect for Hunter, but that didn't seem like it would happen. He only cared about himself, but Hunter was going to fix that. When his fingers were nicely lubed, he shifted closer to Kurt and propped a foot up over his shoulder. Hunter licked his lips and watched Kurt's reaction as he traced his hole with one finger and then slid it inside of him. He hooked his finger up inside of Kurt, pushing until his index finger was all the way inside. Hunter pulled out a little to fit his middle finger inside of Kurt as well, his fingers slick and easily pulling in an out. "You're so tight." Hunter commented, and began trying to stretch him as much as he could. "Keep breathing." Hunter advised him as he pulled his fingers out and then shoved the third in. There wasn't much time to prep and wait until Kurt was comfortable, because Hunter had always been a little impatient about that. "Feels good?" He looked up at Kurt, a small smirk on his face.

Kurt let out a soft whimper at the intrusion, eyes wide, but he didn't make a move to try to stop Hunter from doing whatever he wanted to him. This ad crossed into completely new waters for him and he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel. Didn't Hunter say he was going to take his time? Then why did it feel like everything was happening fast enough to make his head spin? Breathing through his nose was getting harder and harder the shorter his breaths became, but for the life of him, he couldn't figure out how to calm himself down. He whimpered a bit louder at the stretch from the third finger, his hips arching slightly as he tried to adjust to the sudden stretch. With his eyes, he begged for Hunter to stop for a minute so he could get used to the pain from the intrusion.

Hunter let his three fingers bottom out inside of Kurt before he leaned forward over Kurt, the slave's leg still draped over his shoulder. Hunter winked and waited for another minute before he began moving his fingers around again. Hunter leaned back up and curled his fingers and began stretching Kurt very slowly. Hunter wrapped an arm around Kurt's leg that was over his shoulder and grabbed his cock. He began jerking him slowly in rhythm with his own fingers. He began to thrust inside of Kurt little by little, pulling out and then pushing back inside of him.

Kurt was surprised when Hunter stilled his hand, giving him the moment or two to get used to the stretch that he'd been silently pleading for, even moreso surprised when he looked up to meet Hunter's gaze and saw the wink. He made a confused noise in his throat as he felt Hunter's hand start moving again and strangely, it only slightly burned, like he'd been doing stretches and slightly overdid it with a few muscles. Add in feeling a hand on his cock, jerking it and suddenly he was starting to enjoy how he felt which only confused him more.

Hunter enjoyed playing mind games. They were much more satisfying than physical punishments, and they tended to last longer. He knew it was important for Kurt to receive some sort of true pleasure from this, or it wasn't going to help Hunter in the long run. He also noticed how silent Kurt had gotten after he slowed down, so he decided to switch it up. Hunter took his fingers out one by one and then grabbed his cock. "Don't hold your breath." Hunter told him as he positioned himself at Kurt's hole. The tip of his cock leaked some precum, and once his tip was pressed inside, Hunter readied himself and then slammed the rest of his length inside of Kurt. He stopped jerking Kurt off and just held the slave down as he got used to the sudden movement.

Kurt tentatively moved his hips once with Hunter's hand but instantly stilled when Hunter pulled his hand back and he felt the fingers slip out of him. Quickly he made a noise of disapproval, shaking his head fervently. He was just getting used to the feeling and now Hunter was taking it away. He tested the restraints on his wrists hoping that one might be loose so he could at the very least get the strip of tape off his mouth and ask for the feeling back. Never before had he regretted talking more than in this moment. Kurt was slightly distracted by the order to not hold his breath and raised an eyebrow in confusion before he felt pressure on his hole and understood what was about to happen. He wasn't prepared though for Hunter to slam all the way inside of him, which caused his shoulders to rise off the bed slightly, a groan emitting from his throat, and his eyes to grow impossibly wide. All of a sudden, he understood the term 'feeling full" and he wanted nothing more than to have something to hold onto.

Hunter sighed, his body shivering at bottoming out inside of Kurt with his cock. He didn't move at first, mostly because the slave was ​so​ tight, but he was too occupied reveling in Kurt's reaction. Hunter's curiosity got the best of him and he pressed one hand over Kurt's mouth. "Now it's too quiet. Tell your Master how good it feels." Hunter's hips pulled back and when he was halfway out, he ripped the tape off Kurt's mouth at the same moment he slammed back into him. Hunter tossed the tape to the side and grabbed the slave's hips to steady him.

Kurt lay there trembling, whimpers spilling out of his throat as he tried to shift his hips for a more comfortable angle. This was much more intense than the vibrator. When he felt a hand on his mouth, he looked up and met Hunter's gaze before nodding. He cried out, arching against the restraints, moaning loudly. "Oh god....."

Hunter: Hunter licked his lips and began moving faster, his skin slapping hard against Kurt's. He bit his lip as he sped up, not having much mercy on the slave. The bed began rocking harder against the wall, and Hunter leaned forward and put some weight on Kurt's chest. "I asked you to tell me how. it. feels." He punctuated his words with each thrust. He could feel Kurt began to loosen up and he grinned.

Hunter: Hunter licked his lips and began moving faster, his skin slapping hard against Kurt's. He bit his lip as he sped up, not having much mercy on the slave. The bed began rocking harder against the wall, and Hunter leaned forward and put some weight on Kurt's chest. "I asked you to tell me how. it. feels." He punctuated his words with each thrust. He could feel Kurt began to loosen up and he grinned.

Kurt hung onto the restraints for dear life as Hunter began pounding into him. "It....it feel good," he managed to gasp in between desperate attempts to breathe and not hold his breathe like he instinctively thought he should. "Please sir," he begged, not sure what he was begging for, but feeling like he needed to all the same. It did feel good, better than he thought sex would. The pain he'd felt from the stretch was long gone and all he could think about was Hunter moving inside of him.

Hunter 's hand moved from Kurt's chest to wrap loosely around his neck as he pushed in as deep as he could. "What do you want, pet? Tell me what you want." Hunter slowed down to untie Kurt's legs from the bed posts and once he got them loose, he wrapped them up around his neck and leaned down until he was parallel to Kurt on the bed. Hunter pulled all the way out and and slapped Kurt's ass a few times before chuckling, "Do you want my cock? Is that what you want?"

Kurt cried out when Hunter pushed in as deep as he could and grabbed the ropes hard enough to leave rope burn behind if she wasn't careful. "More please sir," he begged, closing his eyes as he writhed underneath him. "Please sir. Don't....don't stop." He didn't know what to make of the situation nor when it started to feel good, all he knew was that he didn't want it to stop. When his legs were untied, he went to wrap his ankles around Hunter and was surprised when they were pushed upwards over Hunter's shoulder. Now he understood why they were insistent on yoga every morning. He moaned at the new position, moaning slightly after he felt two smacks on his ass. "Please sir. Put it back. Please. Please. Whatever you want, just don't stop...."

Hunter let out a short whistle, Kurt's moans being one the more pleasurable things Hunter had heard out of him the whole time. "Whatever I want, hm? Who knew you were such a cock slut, Kurt?" He slapped Kurt's ass again, digging his fingers into the skin. Hunter lifted his hips to position his still erect, slick cock at Kurt's puckered hole. He pushed himself back in and thrust his way until he could feel the familiar sensation at the base of his cock. His balls contracted and Hunter only sped up, slamming down as hard as he could. The friction became too much to bear, and Hunter groaned. He turned to his side and bit down on Kurt's leg, only offering a single "Fuck." when he came inside of Kurt. His cock pulsed with each ejaculation, and when he done he loosened the hold he had on Kurt's body and began pulling out. Hunter let go of Kurt's legs, but hovered over the slave as he began to instruct. "Hold it in while you see how I taste." Hunter moved to straddle Kurt on his chest and pressed his cock to the slave's lips, his eyebrow raising as he waited for Kurt to open his mouth.

Kurt shook his head vigorously, breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm not," he insisted, starting to come back to his senses the longer he went without Hunter inside of him. "It feels good." He yelped at the smack which turned into a groan. "Why does it feel so good?" Within seconds he was writhing underneath Hunter, trying to desperately get some relief. As Hunter sped up, Kurt's head fell back, a long moan spilling out of his mouth. Feeling warm liquid inside of him threw him off guard for a brief moment until he realized what had happened and he started rolling his hips trying desperately to find his own release. He looked up at Hunter with pleading eyes. "But but but I......I didn't come yet....." Obediently he opened his mouth, half afraid that he'd be left like this if he didn't but strangely curious to taste Hunter. "Please sir...."

Hunter only smirked, "I'll deal with that just as soon as you...." Hunter trailed as he shoved his cock in Kurt's mouth. He didn't move his hips much, and his half-flaccid cock still felt sensitive around the head especially and Hunter gripped Kurt's hair tight. He pulled pretty hard before letting go and grabbing the base of his cock, smacking Kurt on the face. "Good boy." He chuckled and lay down next to Kurt, his fingers skating down the slave's torso until they wrapped around the base of his cock. Hunter pressed against him on his side and brought his lips to Kurt's ear as he began jerking him off. "You'll tell me when you're close, or you'll be punished. Now beg for it, you little cock slut."

Kurt whined around Hunter's cock, looking up at him, wincing from the pull on his hair. He couldn't help but tentatively trail his tongue around Hunter's cock and was surprised that the taste wasn't as bad as he was expecting. He moaned softly, remembering at the last possible second that he wasn't to let anything escape and clenched his ass as much as possible. "Please sir," he begged, turning his face towards Hunter when he felt him lie down next to him. "Please."

Hunter stared back at Kurt, his grip firm around Kurt's cock. His fingers reached down to cup the slave's balls when he got to the base. Hunter sped up the motion, before gripping Kurt's cock at head almost too tight. "What are you asking for, cock slut? Please, ​what​?"

Kurt whimpered and jerked his hips upwards into Hunter's hand as best he could. "Please don't stop sir. Please." He could feel himself getting close but he knew that at the same time, he wasn't close enough to feel any relief. "Please sir. Please."

Hunter wiggled his brow and pressed his forehead against Kurt's. "If you tell me how much of a cock slut you are, I'll consider not stopping. But you'll have to convince me." Hunter said, sliding down the bed, under one leg to settle in between Kurt's legs. He slowed down the movements, flicking the tip of Kurt's cock with his tongue. "Say it loud, pet."

Kurt moaned and leaned his forehead against Hunters, nodding despite having his eyes closed. "I'm a cock slut sir. I need your cock. I want your cock inside of me. Please sir. Don't leave me like this." He cried out and thrust upwards towards the wet wonderful warmth that he felt and assumed was Hunter's tongue again. "Yes yes yes do that again."

Hunter shook his head slightly and slid his tongue up Kurt's cock. "Open your eyes and look at me, pet. I want you to remember this." Hunter said and slapped the inside of Kurt's thigh as he opened his mouth and swallowed the head of Kurt's cock. Hunter looked up, running his hands soothingly down Kurt's body as he continued to get lower towards the base. Hunter had long worked on his gag reflex, and so he was able to take Kurt's entire cock in his mouth with no problem. He hollowed out his cheeks and slid up slowly, letting off of Kurt's cock with a soft ​pop​. He jerked the slick cock in his hand, and then took Kurt's balls in his other hand. "Do you deserve this, pet?"

Kurt opened his eyes and watched Hunter, groaning at the sight in front of him. He never thought he'd see this for himself. "Yes sir, please," he begged, hands clenching into fists around the rope. "Please," he whimpered, struggling to keep his gaze on Hunter. "Please. I've been good."

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