He shoved the door shut behind them and pointed at the concrete floor. "Knees. Now." The sub dropped without a word, already yanking his shirt off and tossing it aside. His cock strained against his jeans, a wet spot spreading at the tip. The dom circled him once, boots heavy, then grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked his head back. "Open." The sub parted his lips and the dom shoved two fingers inside, pushing deep until he gagged. "That's it. Get them wet. You're gonna need it."
He pulled the fingers out, wiped them across the sub's face, and yanked his pants down in one rough tug. The sub's cock sprang free, thick and leaking. The dom slapped it hard, making it bounce. "Hands behind your back." Rope bit into his wrists fast and tight, no slack, knots digging in. He looped more rope around the sub's chest, cinching his arms flat, then hooked the ends to a ring in the ceiling and hauled him up until he was half-standing, half-hanging, ass exposed.
The first strike from the leather strap landed across both cheeks. The sub jerked and hissed. The dom didn't pause. He laid down ten hard ones in a row, stripes blooming red, the sound cracking through the room. "Count them." The sub choked out the numbers, voice breaking on eight. By the time the dom dropped the strap, the sub's ass was hot and welted, cock dripping a string to the floor.
The dom stepped in close, pressed his own hard cock against the burning skin, and reached around to fist the sub's dick. He stroked once, rough, then let go. "Not yet." He walked around front, unzipped, and slapped his thick cock against the sub's cheek. "Suck." The sub opened wide and took it to the root on the first try, throat working. The dom fucked his face in short, brutal thrusts, spit running down the sub's chin, balls slapping his jaw. He held the sub's head with both hands and drove in until the sub's nose mashed against his pubes, holding there until the sub's eyes watered and his throat convulsed.
When he pulled out, the sub gasped for air. The dom moved behind him again, kicked his feet wider, and pressed two spit-slick fingers against his hole. He shoved them in without warning, twisting and scissoring, stretching the tight ring fast. The sub moaned and pushed back. A third finger joined, then the dom pulled them out and lined up his cock. He drove in balls-deep in one thrust, the sub's hole clenching around the sudden invasion. He didn't give him time to adjust. He fucked hard, hips snapping, the wet slap of skin on skin loud and filthy. Each thrust punched a grunt out of the sub. The dom reached around and wrapped a hand around the sub's throat, squeezing just enough to make his head swim while he pounded his ass.
He pulled out, untied the ceiling rope, and shoved the sub face-down onto the padded bench. He strapped his ankles and wrists to the corners, spread-eagled, ass up. The dom grabbed the flogger next. The falls whistled through the air and landed across the sub's back and ass in heavy, thudding blows. The sub's cock rubbed against the bench with every strike, leaking steadily. The dom flogged him until his skin was striped and hot, then dropped the flogger and slammed back inside his hole. He fucked him in long, grinding strokes, one hand gripping the sub's hip, the other reaching under to pinch and twist his nipples.
The sub was begging now, voice hoarse. "Please. Fuck. Let me come." The dom reached under, grabbed the sub's balls, and squeezed. "Not until I say." He kept pounding, changing angles until every thrust nailed the sub's prostate. The sub's hole fluttered and clenched, trying to milk him. The dom pulled out again, untied one ankle, flipped the sub onto his back, and retied him spread wide. He shoved back in, now watching the sub's face while he fucked him. Sweat dripped off the dom's chest onto the sub's stomach. He leaned down and bit the sub's nipple hard, then the other, leaving marks.
Finally he wrapped a hand around the sub's cock and stroked in time with his thrusts. "Come," he ordered. The sub's whole body locked up. His cock pulsed and shot thick ropes across his own chest and stomach, hole squeezing tight around the dom's dick. The dom kept fucking through it, using the clenching hole until his own orgasm hit. He buried himself deep and unloaded, flooding the sub's ass with hot come. He stayed inside, grinding slow while the last pulses faded.
After a minute he pulled out, untied the ropes, and let the sub collapse. Come leaked from the sub's hole onto the bench. The dom ran a hand down his back, over the welts, then pressed two fingers back inside, pushing his load deeper. "Good boy," he said, voice low. The sub shivered and pushed back against the fingers, already half-hard again.
The dom smirked and reached for the strap once more.
