KILLIAN MENDOZA
I wouldn't have forgiven Alessandro if he had shot Brandon dead. I knew Brandon was an ass, but now he's gotten on Alessandro's bad side, it's just a matter of time before Alessandro finds out his real identity.
I drag Brandon by the leg, pulling him towards a secluded building, I let him struggle, eat the sand as I drag him along. He's wounded, his face a bit disfigured. I'm pained that his handsome face is hurt but his stubbornness caused him this. I open the door to the building and drag him before freeing his leg and locking it.
Brandon coughs, spits too but I'm just getting started with him. Maybe I'll be gone for a week or two, but I'd teach him a bitter lesson so he won't try shit in my absence. He hates me, I know it but I don't bloody care about his heart or what he feels, as long as he's got holes where I can stick my dick into, I don't mind.
I grab a bucket of water and pour him, from head to toe. He coughs again and I grab his hand, chaining him above, I do the same for his other hand and he's left half hanging in air, with only the tip of his toes reaching the ground. I pick a knife from the table and approach him, without warning, I tear his shirt, the one I wore him.
"Killian.." he calls and I stop. I'm not in the mood to listen to him. I pick a tape and tape his mouth, now he can't speak. I cut his trousers and his boxer briefs and he's naked before me. I take some time to admire his body, dude was handsomely made, I had no regrets whatsoever, I was in love with his body. I return the knife and pace around him, I would pass an information before starting my torture.
"You might want to understand the fact that obedience might save you. You don't have power here Brandon Salvatore, and if I were you, I'd behave because If I want Anita Salvatore dead, it's so fucking easy. Your stubbornness has gotten to it's peak and I'm going to teach you a bitter lesson."
I believed I had passed an information, I stand behind him and spank his ass. Brandon groans but all I hear is muffled sounds. I'm going to make his ass stink so bad that he cannot seat, and after that, I fuck him. I spank his ass again, twice, repeatedly until that's the only sound in the room. He shakes, muffles but I don't stop. His ass is stinking red but I don't feel satisfied so I keep spanking him. When I stop, he's trembling, his body shaking and tears forming at the corners of his eyes. I remove the tape and look at his handsome face, jawline, features. I spank his ass as I drink him in and he grunts, trying to suppress the pain.
"Call my name Brandon, and beg me to fuck you." His eyes meet mine and he gives that look that says he'll never do it. I spank his ass, again and again until he can't hold back the pain, he shouts, his voice filling the room but I don't stop, I keep spanking. "Say my fucking name Brandon, beg me to fuck you."
Dude didn't, he thought he was tough. I stop but only to replace my hand with a whip, he's emerald eyes meets mine and I smile. "Beg me to fuck you and I'll stop." Without waiting, I wipe his ass. I know it hurts, it should hurt. I wipe repeatedly, continuously and I'm sure he's waiting for me to be tired but I'm not, not when punishing someone. I'm sure he's had enough because he suddenly calls out.
"Fuck me Killian."
"With pleasure," my reply came and I make away with my pants and boxer briefs before slamming my cock into his hole. Brandon groans but he doesn't shake, he stays in place as I push myself inside until I hit deep inside him. He's panting heavily, so am I so this might just be the best fuck for us. I pull out and go inside once much and he moans softly, biting his lower lip. Dude loves it when I'm fucking him, his body language says it all.