Gabe sighed happily when the man told him he had been a good pet. That was all he wanted, to be good for someone, to obey and be praised… and Sebastian’s rejection had left him feeling like that wasn’t an option anymore. He couldn’t be good, nobody wanted him… but here he was, being good. He whimpered softly for the sting of the medicine, his muscles tight as he hissed in pain. “Y-yes, Master,” he said, wiggling his hips slightly.

“Good boy.” Patrick said, grinning, laughing softly as he slathered the ointment on thickly. Once he was finished he unfastened the boys wrists and ankles, helping him to sit up. “Shh, I know it hurts pet.” he murmured, helping him sit up, and wrapping a layer of gauze around his waist to cover the cuts. “I hope that’s just enough pain for you.” he said, kissing his lips softly. “I’d ask what they did to you, the ones who broke your heart, but, you don’t need to think about that right now.” he leaned over, pushing the plug into his ass a little more. He pulled the boy up off the table, leading him gently forward until the backs of his legs hit an arm chair.He sat, stroking his already aching cock slowly. He had gotten hard just watching the blood drip more. “Come closer.” he reached up, pulling the pub free as he helped the boy onto his lap, lowering him onto his cock with firm hands on his hips.

(via gabe-levine)

Source: patrick-odell