[Nitrogen]

There was a loud smack echoing in the room when Brandon noticed his pitiful toy was touching his useless prick. His hand inevitably collided with his cheek in an attempt to reprimand him. "I think I mustn't been clear enough about your limits," He spoke in an unusual calm tone, which was followed by another smack, but this time to Jin's ass cheek.

"Must you make me hurt you like this for you to understand your place and your rights?" He clicked his tongue as if annoyed, and moved away. "Don't you dare move or say a single word."

He began searching for something in the bedroom, and only climbed back onto the bed when he found what he was looking for. Silver handcuffs were soon around his slave's wrists, bounding them above his head. "I don't care if you're dying to be touched or if you want to fucking get off," He said cruelly in his ear, "Because I... Do not... Care. You're going to endure this," He muttered, letting out a grunt as he rammed his mammoth cock back inside his boy hole. "And keep in mind that you don't get to cum. You're only going to lie here, take my cock and seed and thank me afterwards."