The Mist and the Lightning. Part 18. Ви Корс

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СКАЧАТЬ head down, and Kors saw that he had not touched the mask, didn’t take it off without permission.

      “You can take it off!”

      “Thank you, daddy, please forgive me.”

      “Oh!”

      Nik took off his mask and looked at his father apologetically. He looked sad. Unable to remain serious at the sight of his cute face, Kors involuntarily smiled.

      “Well, enough to flutter your eyelashes!”

      “I don’t do it on purpose! Why are you making fun of me? You made me this way yourself, and now you laugh!”

      “I made it beautifully!”

      “Yes, you just went too far! And now it amuses you that I look so!”

      “I’m not laughing…”

      “No, you’re laughing.”

      “No!”

      “Vitor, I want to spend time with you, I'm yours. But please don’t laugh at me. I am not a toy!”

      “I’m not laughing or playing with you, my doll, my porcelain figurine. Yes, I can scold you a little, but with love and for your own good. Can I do it this way?”

      “This way yes.”

      “Yes, honey, yes.”

      “Please, Vitor, l am open to you, do you understand? Don’t break my heart!”

      “I am also open,” Kors strongly supported him, “and it is you who break my heart with your behavior! How can I trust you if you only care about drinking and partying?”

      “No, I don’t care about it! I love you!”

      “I love you too!” Shouted Kors. “And it makes me vulnerable to your antics! One wave of your eyelashes, and I succumb to you for everything!

      “No, I yield myself to you! When you scold and beat me, and I don’t dare to answer you, because I am afraid of losing your love.”

      “And it is right. I fell out of love with Arel precisely because he didn’t listen to me well. If you don’t contradict me and obey me, I won’t stop loving you, I will never stop loving you! We’ll be happy. I will make you happy,” Kors reached out to his face and gently ran his fingers over the scar. “I would rather do your treatment! I will remove this scar from you, I will heal it.”

      “Are you ashamed of me because of it? It spoils everything, doesn’t it?”

      “I haven’t said that.”

      “Even when you fuck my mouth, you always try to shove you cock into a healthy cheek and never into a scarred one.”

      “Damn it, Nik! Sometimes you really need to be dicked to keep you quiet!” Unable to restrain himself, Kors raised his voice again.

      And Nik’s face immediately reflected tension, he shied aside and quickly said:

      “Don’t… please, Vitor!”

      “Don't read my mind! Can you see me doing something to you?”

      “But you want to… all the time you want to hit me. I said I love you, and that’s why you are going to beat me now? Yes?”

      Kors saw Nik turn pale, his lips trembling with excitement and frustration, and his voice was filled with resentment; he literally stumbled in mid-sentence, fell silent, swallowing nervously. His face was so sad that it was impossible to look at Nik so as not to feel your heart contracting with pity.

      “Stop pouting capriciously, it’s just vulgar!” Kors tried not to give in, so as not to start feeling sorry for him.

      “I’m not pouting anything,” Nik objected resentfully. “You never beat Karina, but you constantly kick me! You slap me on the eyes and lips that you like so much. There are endless slaps from you for everything that is “wrong”, in your opinion. For a “wrong look”, for every “wrong word” – you immediately hit me. Yes, maybe not at full strength, but it’s humiliating.”

      Kors saw now that the constant wearing of a mask still affected his Nik. He, like most slaves and commoners, when his face was open, poorly controlled facial expressions and emotions. If he was upset, this was fully reflected on his face. He didn’t even try or somehow didn’t know how to restrain himself, because he was not used to receiving feedback from the interlocutor, depending on the expression of his face. He didn’t understand that this was important, and didn’t care about it. It was unbearable for Kors to see this inferiority.

      “Forgive me! Forgive me!” He grabbed his head. “You evoke in me some trashy feelings! And Karina is a complete fool, of course, but she is my only girl. I took care of her, although in an amicable way she should have been punished very harshly. But this idiot in the end at least found herself the same fool. And you’re completely crazy, do you understand? You are wild, neglected. Why are you looking at me with your eyes and keep silence? My little white, little white boy! Oh, oh, my doll… Come here, crawl to me, immediately! Like this… You feel good with me, aren't you? I love you so much, my beloved darling, I love your doll’s eyes and lips.”

      “You keep on beating me!”

      “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, my doll! I’m doing this for your own good. If you weren’t so stupid, you would thank me for that. Thank me…”

      “Thank you.”

      “My boy. My stupid boy…”

      “It hurts me, don’t… don’t touch me…”

      “Be patient, you got drunk yesterday, and no matter how I love you, you will be punished for it…”

      “Ah, ah … Enough, let me go!”

      Kors still let go of his cock and balls, ceasing to squeeze them so hard and dig into them with his nails.

      “Only obedience will lead us to success, my love. I love it so much when your bright eyes are filled with tears…”

      Nik clenched his fists and stubbornly wiped his eyes with them.

      “It’s not my fault that I have such eyes and eyelashes, and that they turn you on so much. Ask yourself why you like white half-bloods so much that you are drawn to them all your life!”

      Keep silence! Be silent. Open your mouth, show me your shameful, leaky tongue.”

      Nik immediately opened his mouth and pulled his piercing with his teeth slightly upward, so that the thick steel bar that pierced his tongue vertically and onto which the balls were screwed along the edges was now clearly visible.

      “Oh-oh-oh… a complete whore, I really will beat you right now!” Kors jerked him closer.

      “No, no!”

      “Obey me, you fool who fucked up your life and became a whore!”

      “I told you stories from my life so that you would reproach me later?!”

      “I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Lie on your back, lie down,” СКАЧАТЬ