I Belong To My Three Forbidden Masters

Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Lysander’s pov

I’d had no idea it was humanly possible to cum as much as I had within the past three days.

Gideon was an insatiable beast. He never seemed to need a break. Even when he’d just orgasmed, he would be hard again within fifteen minutes and we would go again.

It was a non-stop sex marathon.

It was maddening.

My whole body ached. There were marks all over my skin, fading bite marks and welts from his whip. My knees were bruised from being on them for too long. Even my jaw hurts. Gideaon didn’t understand what the word ’gentle’ meant.

The ever present tripod was angled down to us as he rutted into my swollen asshole. He made up his mind to stream the whole thing throughout.

My viewers had watched me get railed everywhere in the house including Darius’s bedroom despite my struggles.

After being beaten like a dog during my attempt to escape, I gave up on the idea totally.

It didn’t help that he followed me everywhere, never letting me out of his sight. The only time I had to myself was when I had to get fuel, that is good then it was back to getting my ass used.

His cock pistoned in and out of me.

I was exhausted.

The rim of my asshole was so puffy and swollen from his repeated assault. Despite the pain, my body betrayed me, spasming with every jab at that sensitive spot inside me. Saliva drooled out from the corner of my mouth, my face pressed into the pillow as my brain melted.

I wouldn’t be able to survive the rest of the week. It was only the third night, and I was halfway into the grave. There was no way I could bear four more days of this hell.

Gideon pinched my aching balls, and it set me off. I babbled out senseless noises as I came yet again. My dick gave a valiant spasm, but there was barely any cum left to spew. I had been run empty.

Behind me, he growled another colorful insult into my ear before biting hard at my neck.

Warm liquid rushed inside my already filled hole as he grunted through his climax. He pulled out of me finally. I would have fallen back to the bed if he hadn’t dragged me by my nape.

I knew what he wanted. I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out for his dick. He pushed his still dripping cock into my mouth, thrusting a few times before pulling out.

The satisfaction in his voice was sinister. "You are such an obedient pet."

I kept my eyes closed as he released me. I barely heard him end the stream, only looking up when he let out a hiss.

"Fuck!" He swore

I frowned, "What?"

"I am needed somewhere, I won’t be back for the rest of this week."

I blinked. "oh,"

"Oh, indeed." He gave me a dirty look. "I need to pack for the trip. Go to sleep."

I held my breath throughout the rest of the night for fear he might return but he didn’t and I was so grateful to whatever had his attention.

I’d hoped he would be out of the house before I woke up, but he wasn’t. He made me eat breakfast with him, he ate while I sucked his cock before leaving for his trip. The frustrated anger in his eyes told me how much he loathed having to leave early which in return made me so happy.

I waited an hour after he was gone before sprinting up to my bedroom. I stuffed my overnight bag full of clothes and other necessities, before emailing my professors to let them know I needed the rest of the week off.

I bought a ticket for a flight to another city.

I needed to escape. I couldn’t stay here. What if the trip got called off as abruptly as it had been called on? Then Gideon would be back to make my life a living hell.

I would be back by the time our parents’ vacation was over. Till then, I planned to hide out in a hotel.

I had to be on my way, but first, I went to the university. I wanted to see the professor one last time before I left. My heart won’t be able to take it if I leave without seeing him.

I found him right in front of Building One, under the shade of the large tree I was fond of. I frequently sat on the bench underneath the tree when I drew.

It was my favorite spot on campus and I wondered what he was doing there.

I got my answer when a student walked up to him, he stood and they conversed a little with the professor gazing at the student warmly, I felt jealousy coat my blood as I seethed from where I was standing.

My eyes trailed over his strong forearm, lingering helplessly on the veins that trailed up to his biceps.

The longer I watched him, the more my heart swelled with warmth. I wanted to kiss him, to be with him.

I wanted to be his.

The student threw her head back and laughed loudly, I rolled my eyes. I wondered if this was his favorite student, I wanted to be his favorite student.

I clenched my fist, about to do something drastic when the student waved him goodbye and walked away. A sigh of relief left me, seeing him with someone else gave me the freights.

He settled back down into the bench, leaning back as he stared up to the sun. I felt bad for interrupting his alone time, he was probably trying to rest after work.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I closed the short distance between us, stopping in front of him. He didn’t look up, just kept his eyes closed.

"H-hello Professor Drake." I fidgetted with the vanilla milk drink I held. I’d gotten it from a vending machine nearby.

He finally raised his eyes to gaze at me. "Yes, Lysander."

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