[Hugh/Ioan] Mid-Party Beating
[players only. Takes place during the Citadel Halloween party.]




Hugh booked the cross in advance. With kinky parties like these, you never know when you're going to have to wait in a queue to beat your slave. It's in a secluded spot and he knows that they won't be disturbed. Ioan's earned a beating and he's earned the right not to have gawkers masturbating to his pain. No, this is personal. This is just for master. This is a reward.

He slides his hand down Ioan's tensed back and trails his fingers over the bumps and dips in Ioan's muscles. Ioan's costume lies in a mess on the floor and Hugh nudges it out of the way with his toe before pulling his belt out of the belt-loops with an audible whisp. Ioan whimpers at the sound.

The belt is well-worn and the first few strokes are just to get Hugh used to the feel of it again. Ioan's screams echo beautifully along the walls and Hugh gives him ten on his arse for them. He's such a very good boy. Twenty and still begging for more.

Hugh's very careful not to hit the bruises from Ioan's last beating. There's no pattern to these; he's just covering every unmarked bit of skin he can. Black and blue looks beautiful on is boy. At forty, Hugh wraps the warmed belt around his fist and wraps his arm around the cross, letting Ioan kiss the leather.

Then he steps back, unzips his trousers and lets them drop all the way down. His boy is prepped so Hugh doesn't waste any time. He's been wanting to fuck Ioan all night. Ioan's too hoarse to beg, so he does so with his body. It's enough to make Hugh come and he stays in Ioan for a long moment, letting them both catch their breath before he pulls back.

He laughs. Slaps Ioan on the arse. "C'mon, slave," he says. "Let's get you cleaned up."