“ well then , allow me to establish my welcome . ” in that moment , leo revealed the key to the slave’s cage , pulling it out from his suit pocket and inserting the key into the outlet . he jerked the door back promptly , inserting himself in the space in which the slave fully occupied . there was only the sliver of light from the entrance door opposite of them , and luckily enough , it was adequate enough for him to do his deeds with .
leo wasted zero time as he led his hands to the slave’s shaggy scalp , using the leverage to haul victor forcefully to his frontal and planting him onto his abdomen , face down into the landscape . “ fuck it , if i’m going to get my knees dirty holding you down , i may as well go all the way . you squirm , dirty boy , i will not stumble to use my knife on you instead of this toy . "
within the span of time , leo set down the sealed up souvenir on the ground next to them , and he went to reach for it in order to begin prepping . he brought out the silver-plated plug , aligning it within the closest light beam in order to flaunt his newfound trinket . he then unites the plug with victor’s tender , fleshy thigh , tracing it upward and meeting the ample edge of his bottom . ” are you spreading yourself , or need i do it for you ? “
Usually, but definitely not always, Victor usually had some kind of heads up when someone was going to be able to open the cell doors and force him to do whatever, whether it be from just listening to guards’ conversations or watching the person go to place a rental, but this Master must have had something ahead of time to get his key. But he wasn’t afraid, he glanced up when Leo walked in, a smirk on his own lips because he will admit, he was quite curious about where this was going to lead.
However, Victor didn’t get time to think on it, because before he could make some snarky comment about not being invited in, he felt the male’s fingers in his hair and forcing him face down onto the floor, getting a slight wince from him. The talk of a knife definitely piqued his interest though, more for just his own personal game of rough Masters and Mistresses, knife play was something he usually tended to actually enjoy in certain settings. Rarely down here, but it was fun to think about.
He turned his head a little, seeing that he had a plug with him and feeling it on his skin, rolling his eyes at the question. “Go fuck yourself.” If he gets hurt more, so be it, he can heal. The thrill of disobeying was always first on his mind.
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