The man in charge of ‘torturing’ a dictator’s prisoners has initiated the dictator’s son to the brand of pleasure he inflicts. Alphonse feared Hyde once, but is now his loyal submissive. On his visit home from college he insists his master gives him one of their rapturous sessions. Unfortunately, Hyde is scheduled to treat a prisoner to his charms that night.
He welcomes Alphonse to watch, but he must know he treats the prisoners differently than someone he loves. Alphonse will get the rare opportunity to see his master unchained.
The Dungeon is a bizarre bastion of kindness in an otherwise ruthless world. Hyde uses tools that are somewhat unique—tools that could be used for legitimate torture if a master so desired.
There are no paddles or whips in Hyde’s dungeon. Hyde specializes in something far more extreme.
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Alphonse broke the padlock on the dungeon’s steel door with a bolt cutter. It clanged open. He passed through the anteroom directly into Hyde’s small workroom and clicked on the lights.
The hum of the fluorescents sparked a tender memory and a faint twitch in his cock. He stood staring at the restraining bed with a smile. Little had changed from his last visit several months ago.
It took only minutes for him to hear the thumping of feet down the stairs outside the door. He heard Hyde utter a curse word upon seeing his padlock broken.
Alphonse laughed softly.
“I don’t know who the fuck you are—” Hyde said while throwing the door open. His rage dissolved into joyful surprise in an instant. “Alphonse!”
Alphonse ran into his muscular dominant’s arms. Hyde hugged him off his feet.
“You little wretch!” Hyde said while laughing. “I might have killed you.” He set him back on the floor and held him back to look him over. “What on Earth are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’ve quit college.”
“No, I’m just here for the weekend. I convinced father to send the jet for me.”
Hyde smirked. “Well, quite spoiled, aren’t you? El Presidente’s son snaps his fingers and gets a thousand mile sojourn.”
Alphonse placed his head on Hyde’s shoulder and groaned. “Don’t make fun. I just finished a grueling set of midterms. I was stressed and depressed and…” He looked up at the older man. “I missed you.”
Hyde’s eyes grew fond. He glided a hand through the smooth chestnut tresses of Alphonse’s hair and then drew their mouths together.
In an instant Alphonse had the heady rush of warmth he craved. He’d feared he was acting too forward with General Hyde. They had no official relationship to speak of. He’d let himself worry about Hyde growing fascinated with someone else while he was gone. The ardent, searching kiss told him he’d been a fool. Whatever there was between him and Hyde—it was reciprocated by both of them.
Alphonse clung to him once their moist lips parted. “Can we have a session?”
Hyde grimaced. “You make me despise my duties. I have a prisoner coming in tonight. I still have to prepare for him.”
Alphonse pouted.
Hyde caressed his cheek. “I would so rather lavish my attentions on you, my pet.”
“May I watch?”
“Both seats in the viewing room are taken tonight,” Hyde said, tipping his nose toward the two-way mirror that took up the majority of one wall. “This ‘prisoner’ is a return customer. He’s actually not a prisoner at all. He was one of your father’s favorites and was offered a large sum to participate in a show tonight. Since the man is quite willing—your mother has asked to come and watch as well.”
Alphonse cringed. “Mother watches this stuff?”
“Only when she’s sure the prisoners are consenting. She’s a bit smitten with me.”
A dent formed between his brows. “Have you been intimate with her also?”
“Once or twice,” Hyde said softly, “when your father’s in the mood to share.”
Alphonse shook his head. “My word.” He thought back to official functions he was forced to attend as a youth. He was put into an uncomfortable tuxedo and bored by the stuffy adults who were trying to curry favor with his father. His mother was often standing with Hyde and few others from the inner circle. Alphonse recalls her laugh cascading through the ballroom after Hyde leaned close to whisper to her. He should have wondered why his father was never jealous of Hyde. Even as a child he’d noticed how his mother’s eyes sparkled around him.
He broke from Hyde to glide his hand over the neatly made bed. “I still want to watch. I’ll ache to know you’re having a session down here…one I can’t even take part in vicariously.”
Hyde considered with a hand to his regal chin. “Hmm. There’s a way. It would need quite a bit of set-up and I haven’t much time.”
Alphonse gave him a hopeful look.
“I had a closed circuit camera set up for your father once. He wished to watch the prisoners from his bedroom. In time he tired of this and came to prefer watching them through the window—where he could hear their cries and smell the fear in their sweat. The equipment is in storage. I’m sure I could have it set up in the corner.”
Alphonse’s eyes widened. “Could I watch on the TV in my bedroom?”
Hyde nodded.
He became plaintive. “Oh, please, Hyde?”
Hyde took a step toward him and shoved him back on the bed. He grabbed Alphonse’s crotch. The younger man lay back with his thighs obediently parted.
“You want to watch me in private?” he said while firmly groping. “So you can yank your swollen cock?”
Alphonse wet his lips and nodded. His cock began to thicken from the deft hand working it.
Hyde released him. “No. I forbid it.”
Alphonse gave a dismayed whine.
“You are to watch naked on your bed, with lubricant nearby, and you’re not to touch yourself.”
Alphonse’s brow rose.
“As soon as I’m done with the ‘prisoner’ I’m coming up to fuck you senseless. That’s the price of admission to this show.”
Alphonse grinned.
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