The Flightless

I could not stop the sounds that left my muzzle, my eyes were slits one moment and then closed the next with each hard thrust the man above me gave in. The sweat was now droplets that danced down his temples and over his jaw bones before they dangled and fell to my chest, my off white shirt was now soaked from the hours long session I was under. My arms had gone numb with the restriction of them being tied over my head and my legs now were numb as well as I gasped when he forced himself deeper into my ass. "AH STOP!! STOP! "  I declared but after a hour I knew that screaming out declarations were only making my situation worse. He would grab my throat and nearly choke me as his pace quickened among my legs until I felt a warm liquid and the feeling of my skin being tore. Shiitt this fucking ass hole. I bared my teeth at the pain and coughed out as his hand wrapped my throat and applied more pressure. But he was not done with me, At the bed side to my right he had gathered for himself his personnel toys, a flogger and something I personally had never seen before. He had already used the flogger on me countless times against my chest and abs to the point long red lacerations now were painted against my nearly pale skin. I cringed at the pain when he hiked my left leg higher on his chest and then thrust his right hand at my head to hit against the head board with a loud smacking sound. The clock ticked over and over again and I found my mind slipping and as the minutes past and the flogging hit me over and over again my mind was beginning to slip me. 

Suddenly after two hours, my front body looked like I had gone threw a mincing machine and I soon realized that this would not stop the blonde over me. My face was now red and beat with fresh growing bruises as I fell limp in my restraints until suddenly under the pain of my front half I was now exposing my ass and back to him. SMACK! came the flog and I screamed bloody murder at the blonde "please! P-PLEAS-SE ....S-S..STOP!" I pleaded over and over the same verse again and again as he hit my back and my ass cheeks. My mind slipped and what to me seemed like a life time that which was only three minutes I had past out and suddenly I realized that the my capture hovered over my ass and was thrusting in my nearly dead weight as I could hear the muffled sounds of his moans into my ears. He was enjoying himself with my body and he did not even realize that I was nearly knocked out cold. No he held no care at all! My hands had clutched the silk sheet under me that now as stained with my blood from my wounds as I coughed on my blood that now left my lips. Three hours three god damn hours and after countless beatings with the flogger and the unknown item into my ass, he had finished himself inside me and I could feel the cum oozing from my hole and down my thighs onto the sheets. I had no energy left inside me to even fight the blonde back any more. 

With a huff and the sounds of the bed creaking under his weight the man had removed himself from my body and soon a fist of hair was grabbed and my skull was jerked backwards. "Oii..If you die on me I am going to be severely pissed off." he raged and I could not even look at him. My eyes were swollen from not only the tears that I had cried but also from the beating I had received. With a groan I let him know just how barely 'alive' I had been before suddenly I felt my weight being lifted off the stained sheets and carried close if not too close to his chest. My head craned and lingered against his chest and I realized that his heart was beating just as fast as mine was if not faster. Slowly he walked with me to the bathroom and lowered himself so that my ass was resting on his left thigh and leaned my back against his forearm and his right leg propping me as his free arm out stretched now. He fiddled with the water, and my hearing was so messed up that I could barely hear the rush of water hitting the walls and filling the tub. I staggered my breathing a moment as my eyes tried to open to see what was before me and then my body was cast under mildly hot water as I flinched and yelled. "FUCK!" I hissed.

"Just deal with it prick.." his voice hit just shy of my ear and it sent a shiver down my spine.

"M-My name is c-crow..n-not p-prick..asshole.." I told him. 

"Ah well. c-crow. My name is Indris not asshole." He informed me but I was just too tired to fight back. 

Moments had past and his hands had filtered over my badly beaten body over and over the utmost care and my body reacted by pulling away or just shaking under the confusion. I was too tired too beaten to talk and respond back to him, so I found that laying there jerking from his touch was good enough. I did not need to face him to know when he was smiling or what he was about to frown as his body just reacted to whatever he was about to do. Which over the last three hours I had learned, Smiling tension his shoulder rose and his brows would twitch upright for the moments while frowning his gut clenched making those perfect abs of his seem rock solid. The water was growing slowly to a room like temperature and I found myself aching and wanting to move a different spot on the man behind me. As if he could read my mind he shifted and his arms moved delicately under my arms and along my sides to touch my hips and help me shift to a different alignment against him.

"damn you , what kind asshole gives this kind of punishment to beat a man half of his life for jacking off a rim of a car? huh...? " I told him.

He simply lowered his head as he sighed, It was then that I could tell that for some weird and off reason he was not regretting what he had done " A type of punishment from a man who serves the law.." hie voice took the silence then. That was then that I realized this man was either a cop or someone in the justice service.