Chapter 30: Rewarding A Good Boy
Like all the mornings in the past two weeks Liam woke up comfortably nestled in Damien's arms. He yawned and stretched like a cat relaxing his taut joints and stressed muscles. He was sprawled almost on top of Damien, half of his body resting on the older man.
Last night they had hardly slept. Damien kept on waking him up sometimes with tender kisses, sometimes sucking on his nipples in his warm mouth or sometimes Liam found in his half asleep exhausted state Damien already pistoning inside him. He remembered how he himself acted like a bitch in heat while he was consumed by Damien. The sounds which escaped from his voice was filthy, lewd and wanton, always begging for more. And Damien gave Liam everything his body desired and took from him everything he wanted with a possessive delight.
Slowly Liam sat up, desperately in need of a shower. As he stood up wincing in discomfort he could feel Damien's cum trickling down his legs. He was embarrassed to take even a step further as he stood bewildered in the same spot.
"Now that's the sight I want to wake up to every morning", came a husky voice from his back turning Liam cherry red. He didn't need to turn back as he felt Damien's firm chest pressed against his back, Damien's warmth seeping through his naked skin. Shuddering he felt Damien snaking his arms around his waist as he planted a sloppy wet kiss on Liam's neck.
"Good Morning Liam" said Damien sucking another Hickey on Liam's already marked neck.
"Good Mm..morning" mumbled Liam. He felt choked, overwhelmed as the events of the previous night played in his mind like a hazy film. He couldn't deny the erotic pleasure he felt as Damien copulated with him. He felt like a trollop begging the very man who cold bloodedly murdered his best friend to grant him his orgasm. He felt sick with himself remembering the whorish way he acted and unknowingly a choking sob escaped him.
Damien stilled behind him, his grip on Liam loosened. The happy gleam in his eyes turned darker as he distanced himself from Liam. Without looking at Liam he entered the washroom as Liam still stood rooted at the spot. After barely a few minutes Damien reemerged and with a crook of his finger he beckoned Liam to him.
With unsteady steps, his chest heaving with emotion Liam obeyed Damien. Damien pointed at the huge bathtub in-front of him and gestured Liam to get in. Again Liam silently complied and submerged himself in the warm, scented water. Damien watched the pitiful figure for a mere few seconds before joining him in the tub. He pulled Liam in his embrace, himself sitting at his back. When Liam's back touched his chest he let out a contented sigh and rested his head at the back, relaxed ignoring Liam's silent hiccups.
"Why are you crying? Last night you sure were enjoying my cock servicing your ass." Said Damien his eyes closed. Liam didn't answer him but as he realised however abhorrent Damien's comment was, it was true and that realisation brought back waves of shame. His crying intensified as he broke down into sobs.
How could he do that? He knew he wanted to save Ellie but how could he explain to himself how much Damien's touched ignited his body in fiery passion? How could he live with himself knowing the truth that he let Damien own his body? How could he come to terms with the fact that Damien's touch made him a nympho?
Damien lifted Liam's butt and put him on his thigh. The naked soft immensely alluring body already stirring his cock awake. But he controlled his desire to fuck the sobbing boy right then and there. Surprisingly his desire to sooth Liam overtook his libido. Turning Liam's head towards him he looked at the puffy red eyes soaked in tears.
"You were so good yesterday, tell me what's wrong? Are you in pain? Are you feeling sick perhaps?" Asked Damien.
"Nn..no" answered Liam, almost inaudibly.
"I won't ask again Liam, tell me what's wrong?" Said Damien in a firm voice. He was never a patient man, and seeing Liam crying he felt uneasy. He didn't like it.
"I…I…m..miss.." Liam broke down again. Sighing Damien turned Liam's body towards him. Liam closed his eyes when Damien bent down and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. The kiss didn't hold usual lust and passion, but it was tender and gentle as if assuring him, coaxing him to admitting his woes.
"You what? You miss what Liam?" Repeated Damien gently again.
Unable to hold himself anymore Liam wrapped his arms around Damien's neck as he body shook with sobs. He wanted assurance, he wanted someone to placate him, hold him, tell him was not a bad boy and everything would be alright. He didn't even realise when he spilled his heart's content to the very man who crushed it.
"I mm..miss Vic, I didn't want him t..to d..die, he died be…because of m..me; and I…I did all th..those th..things yesterd..ddd..day and I …I, Oh God! I am a h..horrible pp..person" he sobbed against Damien's neck.
Damien slowly rocked Liam in his arms and his palm rubbed a soothing circle on his back.
"Shhh..shhhh… you will fall sick if you keep on crying." Said Damien. "If there is any consolation you didn't do it willingly." He added bitterly.
"You…you d..don't understand," came a muffled voice from Damien's neck already wet from Liam's tears and snot. "You do not understand anything". Repeated Liam.
"Then help me understand babe."said Damien as he kissed Liam's temple a strange feeling suffocating him. Why did he feel that way? He wanted to break the boy into submission and he did that. So why didn't he feel the usual triumphant delight? Why did he feel a pressure in his chest almost crushing him with something he never felt before. This emotion was new to him as he realised he felt a strong sense of guilt.
"Liam, stop crying...please," said Damien, his tongue rolled the word 'please' with unease. "Look at me baby, look at me Liam." Said Damien still stroking Liam's back. Liam looked at Damien with his tear strained eyes, his lips wobbling as he tried to suppress his bawl.
"Do you know why you were punished?"asked Damien
"Be..because bbecause I …I c..cut mm…my hands? B..believe
M…mme I …I didn't know wh..what I was dd..doing! I…I am ss..sorry, jjj..just don't hurt anyone else." Said Liam in a choking voice.
Damien ignored the last part of his statement. Instead he said, "you are right Liam, you were punished because you put marks on your body, the body which belongs to me. No one not even you are allowed to put even a single scratch on your body. Your body will only be adorned with marks given by me, you need to understand that you don't have a choice in this." Said Damien.
Yesternight was amazing, it was everything Damien wanted from Liam, to surrender, to submit, to obey. Liam even acknowledged Damien's ownership of him, telling him he was all Damien's. Now Liam's morning ebullition of agony darkened Damien's mood. 'Damn it, when will the boy understand his fate has been rewritten by me? When will he accept and not become emotional mess every time I touch him', thought Damien.
But Liam said softly "I know Damien, b..but you dd..don't understand…." He said again.
"And I am trying to understand," snapped Damien as the boy visibly flinched from his change of tone.
"Pp..please dont mm..make me say it." Said Liam hiding his face against Damien's neck again.
'What the fuck'! Thought Damien.
"Liam" said Damien gripping his jaw, "tell me now" he ordered.
"I…. Y…you killed V..Vic, b..but I did all th…those things…"
"Go on…. We already established that I fucked you, so what?"
"I…how I… I am not like this" mumbled Liam. A slow understanding passed Damien.
"You liked it! You loved being fucked by me! You liked it so much that you came multiple times,"said Damien smirking. "And now you feel guilty as you enjoyed the pleasure given by your friend's killer!" Damien stated the obvious.
All his bitterness dissipating and Damien watched in amusement Liam's face turning beet red as he hid his face in his small palms, fresh sobs wrecking his naked body.
"Hmmmm, what should you do about it?" Said Damien licking Liam's ears as the boy shuddered.
He started sensually kissing Liam's neck observing a hitch in the boy's breath. Trailing his hands on Liam's chest he slowly twirled his nipples as Liam gasped. He captured Liam's puffy already abused nipples in his mouth and sucked in leisurely pace, taking his time enjoying the feeling of the soft bud on his tongue.
"Nggghhh," moaned Liam, but he didn't make any attempt to move away from Damien. "You taste heavenly baby, these teats are mine to suck, will you feed them to me?" Damien murmured against his sensitive buds as Liam arched his back offering his nipples to be devoured by his tormentor.
"Fuck Liam" breathed Damien as he started to vigorously suck Liam's offerings. With one hand he supported Liam's arched back and with his other hand he captured both of their cocks. With steady pace he pumped their shafts in unison chasing their release together emptying themselves in his palm.
After they finished their shower with Damien washing a pliant Liam, cleaning him thoroughly they retreated back to the room wearing bathrobes.
"You have been a very good boy Liam, and good boys get rewarded" said Damien.
"A reward" asked Liam panicked, it was almost a deja vu.
"I don't want to pl..play hide and seek anymore", cried Liam.
"Ha ha ha ha ha" Damien burst out laughing. "No Liam, I am not trying to trick you, this time I am sure you will like what I am offering."
He pulled Liam back to his office and retrieved the TV remote again. Perching Liam in his lap again he switched it on.
Liam looked with sad eyes as the monitor showed a video footage of his school, more specifically his class. There were the same tables and chairs, same dull orange walls, same groups of his friends, only he was missing as he spotted his empty desk. What kind of reward was it? Did Damien want to remind him what he missed? He was trying to forget his old life surrendering himself to his fate. Then why was Damien being so cruel?
Confused he looked back at Damien.
"Third row from the right," Damien simply said. Liam turned his attention towards the monitor again and gasped. Victor, unmistakably Vic was sitting on the chair almost drooling as he scribbled something in his notebook, clearly not paying attention to the teacher.
"How? How is that possible? Don't play tricks on me Damien, I beg of you? Is …is it a recorded footage you are showing?" He asked Damien desperately.
"No Liam, your friend is alive. What you saw was staged. Your friend was approached by my people in lieu of giving him a chance in a big budget acting project, that was him giving his audition. A little trick of light, superb camera angle and realistic make up and you believed your friend was dead." Said Damien.
A Beautiful smile stretched on Liam's lips. He looked so dazzling that Damien was momentarily stunned, all his sass vanishing instantly. Liam quickly turned back completely in Damien's lap and on impulse hugged Damien.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you" he kept on saying, giving Damien's lips quick pecks. Then suddenly as if realising what he had done Liam gasped and retreated his ears and cheeks turning rosy again.
"You will be the death of me," muttered Damien as he came forward and captured Liam's lips deepening the kiss.
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