Ondra Radni’s tattooed, muscular grip tightens around Alan Carly’s wrists as he slams the first wooden stick into his back, the crack of impact sharp and deliberate. Hot wax drips from his fingers onto Alan’s chest, searing skin before he clamps his nipples hard enough to make him gasp, the metal biting deep. With a rough kiss that covers his mouth, Ondra adjusts his position, then raises the stick again, the rhythm of pain and control unrelenting.
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