Free In Arrears by Morgan Hawke

and every muscle taut. Tension shattered. His balls clenched viciously. He toppled into the maelstrom screaming silently. White-hot cum spattered down his belly, his chest, and his cheeks. He choked out one more voiceless scream and knew no more.
     
  * * * * *
     
    Roth awoke to blackness and a hot cloth sweeping down his body. Fucking blindfold... His arms were at his sides, so they weren’t tied anymore, but he was so exhausted his hands were almost too heavy to lift. “Fox?” He actually achieved a whisper, so the binding around his throat was apparently gone too.
    The cloth being wiped across his brow stilled. “Yes?”
    Roth took in a deep breath. “I really don’t like that cock ring.”
    Fox snorted. “It did not appear that way, at least not to the patron. Despite your little show of rebellion, he was very pleased.”
    Roth huffed out a tired laugh. “I’m thrilled.” He was not going to apologize for that kick. “That damned ring hurt like a motherfucker.”  
    “Oh, I know.” Fox pulled a light blanket over Roth.
    Roth frowned. A blanket? “Am I done?”
    “For tonight.” Fox lifted Roth into a sitting position and tucked the blanket around him.
    “Good.” He frowned in Fox’s general direction. “Eh, can’t I sleep now?”
    “Soon.” Fox moved in front of Roth. “You need to eat first.” His clothes rustled and the mattress under him shifted. There was a clink of glass. “Open your mouth.”
    Roth turned away. “I could really use a drink.”
    Fox snorted. “You already know the answer to that.”
    Roth curled his lip. “How about a cigarette?”
    “After you eat.” Fox cupped his chin. “Look this way and open your mouth.”
    Roth scowled in Fox’s hand. “Fine, whatever.” He opened his mouth for a bite of chicken and rice. He chewed thoughtfully. “So I only had two...appointments tonight?”
    “Did you want more?”
    Roth flinched back. “No! Two was fine!”
    “Good.” Fox sounded entirely too cheerful. “Because you have two more tomorrow.” He tapped Roth’s bottom lip. “Eat.”
    Roth opened his mouth to receive another bite of chicken, and chewed. “Do...courtesans normally do two a night?”
    “Normally a courtesan only entertains one patron, but it is for an entire night. You are something of a specialty item, so it is expected that their time with you will be strictly controlled.”
    Roth frowned. “Eh...?”
    Fox stuffed another piece of food into Roth’s open mouth. “A man so dangerous and unstable of temperament is difficult to obtain, so your price is high. It is understood that we will have difficulty keeping you under control so a limit to the time they may enjoy you is expected.”
    Roth wasn’t sure if he should be flattered or insulted. “So I should expect more of the same for the rest of my time here?”
    Fox wiped Roth’s mouth with a soft cloth. “More or less.”
    Roth sighed. “Can I have my cigarette now?”
    “As soon as you finish eating.”
    Roth ate while his mind went over the events of the night. While it was somewhat humiliating to be used like a common whore, being fucked by men wasn’t as disgusting as it should have been. Fox had been far too right about him having a taste for it.
    However, what really bothered him was how right Fox had been. If he liked having a cock up his ass this much already, how much would he like it after a full week of it?
    Unfortunately, there wasn’t a damned thing he could do about it.
    ~ * ~

 
     
    Seven
     
     
    The following day started much like the one before, food, the toilet, a bath, a...cleansing, a massage, the goddamned cock ring, getting dressed in yet another set of flimsy robes, and then being carried into a room and chained to the floor to await his first patron.
    Unlike his first, this patron wanted him up on his knees for a blowjob then facedown on his hands and knees with his ass in the air. The bastard got behind him, grabbed him by the hair, fucked him hard, then