Page 34 of Designation Prey

The bench adjusts up, then Liam kisses his cheek, his mouth, pressing his tongue inside, and Daniel moans and sucks, greedy and sloppy about it.

“Good boy,” Liam growls and his hand slides down Daniel’s back, spanking him on one cheek, and Daniel cries out in shock.

“You’re ready, baby. You need it. Be good for Daddy now,” he says, and he moves back. Two hands settle hotly on Daniel’s ass, his cheeks are split far apart, and then Liam’s thumb grazes Daniel’s wet, swollen hole.

“Please, please,” Daniel begs, and it’s dragged from him, just a horrible, honest plea to be given what he has so fervently wanted and been shamed about, and denied, for so long. Who is he if he can’t have this? Is he anything? Is he desirable, or useful, or in any way appealing to himself or others, if he can’t offer this and find satisfaction this way?

It’s not just for Liam, but for him. Daniel needs this, he realizes. How he views himself and how he would interact with the world if he could. To know what he could expect and have if he was allowed to live the life he’s now been dealt.

He’s on a breeding bench. There’s a Dominant who’s going to mount and breed him and get Daniel into subspace. He’s going to turn Daniel into something good. He is a submissive despite what he’s been told and punished for. Isn’t he? And how can it be so bad if he can make Liam feel good?

“Is it real?” he rasps.

“Shh, here we go. You’re alright. Poor sweetheart, my little submissive. It’s real and this is who you are. This is what you need. Be my good boy now. It’s big, sweetheart. There’s no escape, is there?”

Two fingers push into him, slow and steady. Daniel whimpers at the sensation, wishing he could push back onto those fingers. But he can’t.He’s tied down and has surrendered; his Dominant will give him what he needs and when, will take care of him.

He’s so weak that it’s suddenly hard to breathe.

“You’ve got a dainty, tight little hole, sweetheart. Look at you straining at two fingers.”

Daniel clenches on the fingers inside him and whines at how hard they are. They’re not enough. “Cock,” he thinks. Did he say it? He isn’t sure. And if he did, was it understandable?

“Oh, that’s so sweet. Look at you. You’re going to make it so good for me, aren’t you?”

“Want to,” he mumbles, and Liam puts three fingers to his hole, taking a moment to get them where he wants them, slipping each one inside, just past the rim. Then he turns his fingers. It makes Daniel shiver, the sensation all on the inside of his rim.

“Okay, my little submissive. You’re gonna help me now. You’re gonna think about how much you want me all the way inside, and I’m not gonna stop until you feel my knuckles against your rim, understand? All three fingers, you’re gonna be so good and sweet. Do you want to take this for Daddy?”

He wants to say yes or please, but all he can do is whimper, unable to say words. Of course he does!

“You are so fucking wet for Daddy that you couldn’t keep me out, even if you tried, baby. Here we go, come on now…. There you go,” Liam whispers, pressing through his swollen, tight heat.

Daniel can’t move at all, though he thinks maybe he wants to, wants to at least try to escape, have it be slower, easier. He whines, but there is no keeping his Dominant out.

“Good boy. You did it,” he says, and Daniel sobs in relief at being full. His hole burns, his passage throbs as he clenches and spasms all around Liam’s fingers, panting as he gets used to the fullness, relaxes into the discomfort. Almost instantly, it isn’t enough.

He whimpers.

“I know. You want more. That’s how we’ll get you on my cock, too, sweetheart. Just go deep in one, and you take it all, then you get to relax and unclench around me. You’ll have earned that, won’t you?”

“Please?” he whispers, tears slipping down his cheeks. Why isn’t he getting what he really needs? Why is he having to wait?

“Sweetheart, you have a little hole and such a tight passage. You’re just the daintiest submissive, haven’t touched yourself at all. It’s a gift, Daniel. But we have to make sure you don’t get hurt. We have to stretch you the first few times. It’s not bad, sweetheart.”

The fingers come out and Daniel feels open, wet, and worst of all, empty. Alone. “Please,” he begs.

The fingers go back inside him. “Okay. Alright, sweet little thing,” Liam says roughly. “Can’t stand to be empty now that you’ve had a taste, can you? Poor thing. We might need to keep you plugged.”

Plugged? So he’d always have something inside him and he’d never be alone? “Please?” he begs again quietly, ashamed of how much he wants it. A plug isn’t something he ever thought he could have. He’s never even let himself contemplate such a thing. But now that Liam has suggested it, the idea settles inside him with perfect certainty.

He needs to be plugged. Daniel relaxes even more, utterly pliant and boneless.

“I’m going to breed you now. You’re going to take Daddy’s cock, aren’t you?”

Answering is beyond him.

Liam’s fingers slip out, and Daniel whines at the loss. But then Liam is close, breathing heavy, his cock sliding between Daniel’s cheeks, lining up with his hole and instantly pressing forward.

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