I Belong To My Three Forbidden Masters

Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Lysander’s pov

I didn’t dare raise my head when he began the live stream, I couldn’t bear to look at the camera. Something that had been a safety net for me, where I could be myself with people that loved that version of me was now my worst nightmare.

Gideon had ruined and spat on it, he also spat on me.

I heard him mumbling to himself but I didn’t bother to ask, I hated what he was doing with every fibre of my doing. He actively engaged with my viewers while I remained mute, staring at the floor. Maybe if I stared at the carpet long enough, I would be transported elsewhere.

I spied a glance at the screen and captured a comment,

Why is he looking down? Does he not want to put on a show for us?

"...Oh, don’t worry. He’s just shy." Gideon teased, "Aren’t you, angel?" I nodded even as my throat closed up. "You are not usually shy, my love. There’s no need to be shy. They’re happy for us."

I looked up. Sure enough, comments were pouring in. A few of them were congratulatory, the majority lewd suggestions. They thought I was in a relationship with Gideon.

I swallowed back the distaste that crawled up my spine when he reached out to grasp my nape. I swallowed back the bile that rose in my throat.

"Thank you for your support." He sounded so charming. I wondered how he managed not to choke on his lies with his slimy tongue. "We’ve decided to do a little something tonight to show our appreciation, we know how much you guys adore his performance."

The live chat went crazy when he gripped my tied cock. He gave it a slow stroke, digging his index finger into the tip of my cock. I whimpered. After his rough treatment, it was too sensitive..

"Your favorite right here has been a dirty little vixen tonight. I was going to punish him but I thought you all might enjoy watching me punish him." I flinched when his hand settled at my waist comfortably.

Gideon chuckled when the screen flooded with comments from eager fans. I could feel the heavy weight of their lust on my skin.

The wave of the comments made me realize how hungry they were, "Would you look at that, they are dying to watch you get punished. Let’s give them what they want, shall we?"

As if I could say no. I nodded my head, and he made a pleased sound. "Good boy."

"Unfortunately, this was so short notice I wasn’t able to prepare a toy. My fist will have to do."

He stroked my cock slowly, so painfully slow that it was all I could do not to snap at him. If he wasn’t going to do it right, he shouldn’t have bothered in the first place.

"How does that feel?" He asked sweetly, his voice filled with fake nectar.

"G-great." I gritted out.

"I think we can do better than that." He purred, twisting and tugging so sharply I cried out in surprise.

His efforts doubled. Gideon alternated between rough, painful strokes and infuriatingly slow strokes. My hips canted in sync with his fist. My cock leaked so much fluid it dribbled down his fist.

Just as the tingling at the base of my spine mounted, he released my cock. "It wouldn’t do for us to neglect our viewers would it?"

Sweat collected behind my mask. My knees hurt from trying to keep myself upright, but I barely noticed it. I was so turned on that I couldn’t think straight.

All the blood was rushing to my cock.

Gideon interacted with the fans while I tried to clear my head, I was too aroused and it clouded my mind. I succeeded, but not totally. I’d only made space for shame to fill my chest.

I couldn’t believe I had found myself in this position again. Sure, Gideon was at fault, but I never should have stayed after he had raped me last night. I should have been far, far away from the house.

To make matters worse, I was getting off on his rough treatment. My juices had fully coated the inside of my thighs.

Disgust and self-loathing made my eyes prickle. What would the professor say if he saw me like this?

Gideon cupped my balls, rolling them in his palm. My breath hitched. It felt so good. Maybe if he continued playing with them like that, I would find my release.

The thoughts cut off when he tugged at my balls so hard, I yelped.

Oh god, it hurts. I found it hard to breathe for a few seconds.

"W-why did you do t-that?" I sobbed.

"Because this is a punishment, you idiot. You were enjoying yourself too much. Wasn’t he?" He asked the audience.

I barely saw their replies, tears swimming in my eyes. My stepbrother resumed his torture, stroking my cock till it was near the brink of climax and stopping just before I could cum.

Several hours passed, and I was losing my mind. My dick was so hard it was all I could focus on. It was so flushed it was an angry purple, my balls felt so heavy with all the cum Gideon wouldn’t let me release.

My asshole overflowed with those sickening juices. The wetness was everywhere, between my thighs, trailing downwards. My hole fluttered repeatedly, as if begging for stimulation.

I was ready to beg. I felt so wanton and out of control, every part of me on fire. I couldn’t think. The only thought in my head was how much I needed to cum. I needed to cum or I would die. I couldn’t take it anymore.

"P-please, let me c-cum." I whimpered.

"Come again?" Gideon drawled lazily.

"...P-please." My knees were shaking with the effort of holding me up.

"You want to cum already?" He tsked.

"I c-can’t take it anymore." I stuttered. "I need to-"

"Beg then. Beg me to let your, pathetic little dick cum, and maybe I will."

I moaned, a wave of humiliation washing over me. The professor would’ve never spoken to me that way. He was nice, and caring. Sweet. He would never have humiliated me for thousands to watch, would have never reduced me to this state.

Even if things had turned kinky, he would have been kind and loving. Unlike the bastard that was currently ruining my mind with his fist.

"Please-please-please-please! Master, please!"

Gideon’s laugh was dark and filled with amusement at my suffering.

"Filthy dog. Do you need to cum that bad?"

"Y-yes, please."

"Are you a...no scratch that, are you my desperate little mutt?"

"Yes, master. I’m your m-mut-mutt."

He purred from the back of his throat. "Good, then let me hear you bark."

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