[M] A Real Workout

The boy parted his lips and took the chain as he had commanded, biting down on it with a pained moan, essentially he was pulling on his own nipples with no way to stop himself from doing do.

The pain shooting through his chest made his member twitch with yearning.

A loud gasp passed through the boy's clenched teeth as he felt the hot, damp inside of the man's mouth, making his eyes roll back in his head.

He moaned so loudly when the Lycan began to bob his head that he almost to grip of the chain, managing to keep it in his mouth just barely hooking his tongue around it.

It was a rarity that he ever had anyone suck on him, hand jobs were the only reward he ever got.

He swallowed around his member, taking him in completely with a little difficulty.

He wouldn't admit to anyone that he had been giving himself blowjob training while he was alone. No one needed to know that. Though it did make taking Chester in much easier than it would have been without his secret training.

Alek pulled back, panting softly, holding himself up over the boy, silver eyes almost smouldering as they gazed at him.

A soft purr sounded when he heard the pained cry of Lycus' applicant.

"Shall we try to bring some pretty noises like that out of you?" he purred softly, pulling away from him completely for a moment to light a candle.

He stood silently for a few moments while the wax melted before tipping the candle up, watching as hot wax spattered over the boy's chest, focussing mainly on his nipples.

Chester's toes curled in absolute bliss as the man swallowed around him, this was as close to know what entering someone, male or female he had ever gotten.

Feeling the Lycan take him completely had a stronger shudder running through him, he wanted to thrust his hips but he stayed still, if he did that then the Master would choke and he would be punished severely.

He had to hold back a whine as Aleksandr pulled away from him, his bright eyes clouded with lust as he looked back up at him.

He watched the candle with anticipation, crying out as the scolding hot wax tipped over his nipples which were pulled taut, more so as his head tilted back in pain, causing the chain to pull.

"You can manage louder than that," Alek tutted, his free hand colliding with the boy's thigh in another painful loud slap.

The slap jolted his whole body, causing him to jerk and wax to spill over his chest again.

"I want to hear you scream," he purred, dripping the wax lower.

"I wonder how loud you'll scream now..."

A dark smirk pulled at his lips as he dripped wax over the boy's arousal. That would hurt like a son of a bitch.

He gave a groan as he was hit again, his thigh both stung and burned from the blow.

His brows furrows as the wax spilled over him, he had so much sensation already, his nipples, chest and thigh were all aching and burning.

Aleksandr got the scream that he was waiting for as burning hot wax spilled over his member, sticking to the blistering flesh.

The pained scream was clear despite being through clenched teeth which bore down on the metal chain brutally as he bucked and writhed, the clamps on his nipple tearing into the sensitive pink skin, causing blood to streak over his chest.

The boy's legs trembled as he whimpered softly, he had never been burned there before but despite the pain his arousal didn't falter, still rock hard up against his stomach.

A shudder shook his body as the boy screamed and writhed against the table.

That was the sexiest sight he had seen in a long time.

Laid against the table, bloody and bleeding. He wanted to see more of it. He wanted to burn, cut and slap the boy until not an inch of skin was free from marks.

"You're a fucking hot little painslut," he growled softly in the boy's ear, setting down the candle and stroking the boy's arousal, thumb grinding against his slit firmly.

He coaxed the chain out of his mouth to kiss him deeply again.

He wanted to make this boy his.

Fuck anyone else that wanted to be his Slave.

His body trembled against the table in a seductive mix of pain and pleasure, the two of them could not be separated from the other, it was entirely impossible.

That growl made him whimper softly as his hazed eyes turned up to look at the Lycan.

He gasped as soon as the chain was removed from him mouth, right against the Lycan's lips, having his burning arousal stroked like that had a small amount of moisture glistening from his tip.

Chester kissed Aleksandr back, his little hands bundling into fists, he wanted to grab the Lycan by his hair and pull him closer.

Once Alek pulled away from his lips Chester panted softly, looking up at him as a small layer of sweat slicked his sore and blistered skin.

"Am I allowed to come Master, please?"

He begged, after that much pain he just had to, and he knew doing so would only hurt his abused arousal more.

The Lycan hummed softly as he thought over his answer.

Was Chester allowed to come?

He hummed softly, stroking the boy faster.

Was

Chester

Allower

To

Come?

The thought over it long and slow, teasing the boy as he did so. Would he torture him more or allow him his release? Such a difficult choice...

"Yes, you may," he finally decided as the stroking of his hand sped up dramatically.

He waited as patiently as he could for those agonizingly long moments, he wanted to come so badly but if he had to wait then he had to wait.

Louder moans and whimpers fell from his mouth each time the Lycan sped up the pace, making his body squirm and writhe with anticipation.

The boy almost sobbed in relief as Aleksandr said yes, with this new pace it didn't take long from the heat in his stomach to consume him, devouring his very being as he came spectacularly, spilling into the man's hand and decorating his own wax coated torso in his own release.

He shivered and panted softly as his toes curled and uncurled with each throb of his sore arousal.

"Now, isn't that a beautiful sight?" he purred softly, eyes flickering over the boy.

He was stuffed, bleeding, red, raw and covered in wax and semen.

Alek gripped the end of one of the dildos pushed inside of him, thrusting it slowly, his other hand pushing at the end of the other to keep it inside of him.

Chester had definitely done better than Alek had been expecting.

He was a true painslut. Someone just like him.

He was very pleased with the boy.

"Lycus, éla. Tha prépei na to doúme," he called to his Elf. Lycus couldn't miss out on a sight as beautiful as this.

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Lycus, come. You must see this.

Chester's back arched up off of the table as one of the toys inside of him moved, his dainty hands gripped his binding tightly as he moaned, his head lulling back. letting his eyes slide shut as his hips tried to move with the toy slightly.

The Elf perked up at the call of his name, abandoning the man he had tied to a table for a moment to see what the fuss was about.

"An ton skótose den eímai na sas voithísei na apallagoúme apó to sóma."

He replied before looking down at the boy.

His eyes lit up in appreciation, a soft groan passing his lips, this was beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

"He...is not what I expected."

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If you killed him I am not helping you get rid of the body.

Alek gave a laugh.

No dead bodies yet. He'd been incredibly good so far. He hadn't killed one person yet.

"He is not what I expected, either."

Alek gazed down at the boy as he continued thrusting the toy in and out of him slowly. "It is a good surprise. He is impressive."

The Lycan turned a little smile to his Elf. "Play with him. See for yourself how impressive he is."

Lycus wouldn't be disappointed.

Alek let go of the toy and moved around to perch by the boy's head, leaning over to give him a gentle kiss.

"Your other Master is going to play with you now." His eyes turned up to Lycus. "I want him." Lycus could disagree but the Lycan's mind was made up already. He wanted Chester.

Chester's gaze flicked over to Lycus, he had two Master's to please if they chose him, two people to obey completely and satisfy.

Leaning up he kissed Aleksandr back just as softly, he wasn't used to all these kisses but he liked them, he wanted more of them.

His heart pounded slightly harder, Alek wanted him, that put a small smile on his face as he looked up at the man with the adoring eyes of a Slave he would've had for years, not one he just met.

"I'll see how impressive he is, I have to make sure you're not getting soft."
A cruel smirk graced the Elf's lips as he leaned over the boy inspecting his face.

"Alright little boy, it's my turn to see what you're made of."

Reaching over he untied the boy's restraints, he would put this boy through Hell, it was better finding out now whether he could handle it or not.

"Get up."

He instructed, gripping onto his hair and pulling him onto his feet, forcing him to walk forward with the two dildos still pushed deep inside of him.

"Legs apart, arms up."

Each step made Chester wince and moan softly as the toys moved inside of him and the various sore areas became more apparent.

Lycus made sort work of tying the boy up against the cross, exposing his stuffed backside.

"Aleksandr wants you, pass this, and I will let him have you."

He muttered with a chuckle as he picked up the blood coated whip, their search would come to an end if the boy could do this.

Lycus reared the whip back and cracked it over his back, hitting him with the same force he would hit Aleksandr.

The boy screamed loudly as the metal sliced effortlessly through his skin, he couldn't help pressing up against the cross, this hurt immensely, more than he imagined but still his arousal remained hard, a soft whimpering moan passing his lips.

Alek watched silently as Lycus walked him over to the cross, eyes not straying from the toys and the way they moved slightly with each step.

Fuck, that was hot.

His eyebrows shot up when Lycus picked up the whip.

"An ton oulí, egó tha oulí sas," he threatened with a soft growl.

He didn't want Chester covered in lots of ugly scars. He looked good the way he was; untouched and innocent.

His lips parted with a soft groan as he watched Lycus's whip tear through the boys back.

He padded up to Lycus, pressing against the Elf's back, grinding his obvious arousal against him. "Can I have him?" he asked in a soft husky whisper, nipping at his lover's ear gently.

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If you scar him, I'll scar you

Lycus laughed at the threat, casting a look over at the Lycan.

"Étsi, prostateftiká ídi ."

He had no intention of scarring the boy, only testing to see if he really was what they were looking for.

That scream made him shudder in delight, and to his surprise the boy was still aroused, hard and wanting, a real pain slut disguised as an innocent little boy.

"He is oddly perfect, you can have him."

The Elf replied, rubbing his body back against him.

"Go heal him up so he doesn't bleed out."
Aleksandr was fine after being struck due to his age, on someone so young bleeding out was a very real issues, more so with how brutally the Elf had struck him.
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So protective already.

Alek tugged on the Elf's ear affectionately with a pleased purr.

"We'll have lots of fun with him," he promised, sliding past the Elf to flit to Chester's side.

He stroked the boy's hair away from his face, smiling gently. "We're so proud of you," he crooned softly, leaning forwards to give him another soft kiss. "It takes a lot of still be standing after that."

Alek moved behind the boy, crouching a little to begin licking at his back gently. He held up his wrist, pressing it to the boy's mouth.

"Drink," he ordered.

If he had blood in his system and his saliva working over the wounds, he'd be healed much quicker.

With his free hand, the Lycan stroked over the hybrid's hip to grasp his arousal, stroking it firmly as he cleaned his back.

The boy was trembling softly when Aleksandr reached him, not out of fear or pain, simply pure sensory overload, his body was in immense pain and pleasure at the same time.

The boy gave a gentle smile as he was praised, kissing the man back softly.
"I didn't want to fail you, Master."

He replied as he looked up at the man with his large bright eyes, he was determined to prove his worth and stay with Aleksandr, and he had succeeded.

Chester gave a pained grunt as his back was licked, he could feel blood flowing down his body, down the backs of his legs, curving down between his cheeks.

The boy did as he was instructed, biting down on the skin firmly until it tore, moaning as the tang of blood swept over his tongue.

He let his eyes slide shut as he took in small mouthfuls of the man's blood, swallowing it eagerly as his arousal was stroked.

"You didn't," he assured.

He did anything but fail them.

That, even if the Elf wouldn't admit it, had seriously impressed him. Lycus wasn't easily impressed but something like that from someone so young was enough to even impress Lycus.

"We want you."

His tongue laved generously over the wounds one final time before he stood, pulling his wrist away from the boys mouth gently.

He pulled the toys out of the boy carefully and dropped them to the floor carelessly before uncuffing him, picking him up carefully and settling in a chair, huddling the boy on his lap.

Alek stroked the boy's face gently as he smiled down at him.

His eyes warmed as he continued to drink, he took solace in that, he had done his best and he hadn't failed them despite the fact they had doubted him and given him those looks.

"Really?"

He muttered in a whisper, surprise and disbelief lingering in his voice, after seeing what all the other men had looked like he thought he wasn't going to be their type.

He gasped a moan as the toys were pulled out of him, hugging his arms to his chest as they were freed.

Chester looked even smaller when in the Lycan's arms, he wasn't muscular, he wasn't tall, he knew he wasn't what they had set out for.

The boy settled in his lap, his body slowly calming down as he relaxed, looking up at his new Master, leaning into the touches on his face.

The Lycan gave a little nod.

"Yes, really."

His gaze flickered up to Lycus. "Right, Lycus?" He'd get the Elf to admit he was impressed by the boy even if it took all night.

"Go sort out your applicant. You left the poor boy strapped to a table."

His attention turned back to Chester. "There is paperwork and there is also the matter of your own belongings. Is there anything you need to get before you agree to becoming our Slave full-time?"

"You did very well Chester, surpassing what I would expect from someone twice your age."

The Elf could admit that, he had done well, he deserved to know that.

"Shit I did too."

With that Lycus padded off to go release the boy and break the news to him, perhaps give him a recommendation for another Master.

"I have most of my things with me, there is a few more things, mostly clothes and some books that I left back home but if I call my old Alpha I am sure he will get them shipped over for me."

He replied, as far as possessions went he didn't have much, his old Master was strict and regulated what he owned as such he only had a few changes of clothes and a handful of books.

Hence his love for hair ribbons and pins, women always lost them around town so he would collect the cute ones and take them home to hide away.

Alek chuckled softly as he watched Lycus go take care of Li.

"You're free to do whatever you need to do over the next week to get all your possessions." Alek would allow the boy to keep his possessions.

"You'll be staying in my room when not in Session or told to be somewhere else b either myself or Lycus."

They had agreed to keep their Slave close and nothing was closer than his room when he and Lycus spent so much time in the Elf's room.

"When you're ready, we can show you where you'll be staying."

For the moment he still wasn't collared so technically he could do what ever he wanted but he didn't he was in the mindset now, everything had to be run past his Masters.

"Thank you, I haven't got many things so it work take up much space."
He promised, at most he had a few pairs of jeans and a couple of sweaters.

"I'm ready, should I get dressed first?"

He asked, did they like having their Slaves naked when they walked around the halls or were they the type that kept them clothed unless they were behind closed doors?

Honestly he didn't know which he preferred right now seeing as he was covered in blood, wax and semen.

Alek gave a nod.

"Dress first. You can clean up when we get to my room."

He'd let the boy have a shower and clean up well before he showed him anything to do with being a Slave.

Alek helped the boy to his feet and ruffled his hair affectionately.

"Welcome to our family, Chester."

He'd introduce him to the rest of the family - a rather large family that it was - soon.

He'd have to request they all meet up in one big messed up family gathering at some point soon.