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by Mychael Black, Shayne Carmichael
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: The long-awaited sequel to The Power of Two!
Still dealing with the aftershocks of his ordeal at Tristan's hands, Griffith St. James is fighting the urge to withdraw completely. He feels guilty for what happened, less than a man. The nightmares of his torture at his former master's hands are worse than ever. Dominic Marcellus struggles to draw Grif back into their life before Tristan, but fate has other plans. Finding himself back in the clutches of his abusive former master, Grif is terrified and can only pray Dominic comes for him in time.
eBook Publisher: Phaze, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: October 2007
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [145 KB]
Reading time: 93-131 min.
Tage knelt on one of the pillows on the floor. Each strike of the flogger and the accompanying sound from Jason made him squirm slightly. Completely naked, the influence the scene had on him was obvious, his cock twitching with every strike to Jason's skin. Tage tried to keep his movements unnoticeable since he'd been instructed to remain silent until Dominic ordered otherwise.
"Such sweet sounds," Dominic purred. "Wouldn't you agree, Tage? Is this not a fine sight before us?"
Jason's head fell forward and he wrapped his hands around the chains holding his arms to the cross. When Dominic's fingers slid down Jason's spine, Tage knew what was coming next. Every muscle in his body tensed, waiting for long fingers to push deep inside Jason.
"Yes, Jason," Dominic said as two slick fingers slid into Jason's ass. Jason gasped and rocked.
"Yes, Master. A beautiful sight." Tage nearly stuttered over the words as he swallowed hard. He had to bite at his lip as he watched Dominic's fingers enter Jason. Every frustrated muscle in his body ached and begged for release, yet he still held his position just as he was supposed to.
Fingers still deep, Dominic unlocked the restraints on Jason's wrists. He nipped at the sub's neck and chuckled. "Have a seat, Jason. Enjoy the show." As he withdrew his fingers, he pulled out a seat from between the bottom cross-beams.
Jason waited, breathing labored, as Dominic unlocked the cross' rotating platform, turning it until Jason was facing Tage. Then Dominic eased him down onto the chair, every inch of descent maddening as the dildo anchored on the seat slid deeper inside Jason. With his ankles still locked in place, he had no choice but to stay seated--full and breathless.
Then Dominic turned to Tage. "Come," he said, holding out a hand.
Dominic positioned Tage between Jason and the wooden cross, and strapped Tage's wrists up. Reaching up to the ceiling, he pulled down a black leather sling, suspended on heavy duty chains. After fitting it around Tage's back and shoulders, he pressed a button on the wall. The chains groaned and rattled as the sling was lifted. By the time he was done, Tage's legs were restrained as well, holding him open, his ass level with Jason's face.
"Now, since you two seem to greatly enjoy each other," Dominic said, "you should enjoy this. Jason, you are forbidden to come. Tage, however, is allowed--but only by your tongue. You may hold him open, but your tongue is the only part of you that will enter him."
"Yes, Master," Jason replied, looking up at Tage suspended before him.