Liam continued to loosen the thread, but only removed it completely from the middle third of Kadin's lips. Seeing him like this, with those bloodied and stretched stitch holes, his anger evaporated under a much stronger force. He'd loosed the thread just far enough that Kadin would be able to open his mouth just enough.
"Why don't you open your mouth and show me what a good boy you can be?" He was already unfastening his belt.
Despite his confusion it doesn't take Kadin long to understand what he wants. He may not know what he did wrong but at least he understands what's wanted of him.
His lips sting with pain where the tread was pulled out. He carefully works on opening his mouth. He's a little slow only due to the stiffness in his jaw. But he opens his mouth and even sticks his tongue out.
Liam gave Kadin more than enough time, as he pulled himself free and began stroking. He lingered there, getting good and hard while he watched Kadin work up to opening his mouth against the thread.
"There we go. You do know how to behave..." He moved a little closer. Just enough so that the first drop of precum dribbled onto Kadin's tongue.
That drop touching Kadin's tongue gets a surprisingly eager response. He whines, sticking his tongue out further. If he could move, it looks like he would willingly put Liam's dick in his mouth. Despite the pain and everything else.
He feels terrible about this reaction but he can't stop himself. Before Liam started all this he could control it.
"I've fed you so much, and still you're hungry?" Liam clicked his tongue. "But we already knew what a greedy little slut you were, didn't we?"
He continued to stroke himself, moving just a little bit closer. Close enough that with some effort, Kadin could reach it with the tip of his tongue, but no closer.
Kadin whines in response, actually feeling shame for the first time in a while.
He strains to reach Liam's dick. He pushes his tongue out all the way, even as the effort irritates the parts of his mouth that still stitched. He whimpers pathetically when he can just barely touch it.
"Only a good little slut would be so...hungry for it..." Finally, he gave Kadin what he wanted. Staring down at him while he pushed into that eager mouth. Not giving him time to adjust, just pushing in as deep as he could.
Kadin sobs once in shame before he does get what he wanted. Not in the exact way he wanted. He begins to choke once it's pushed in as far as it can go.
He pushed hard, pressing Kadin's head back against the barrel with his hips alone. Ensuring the other couldn't breathe. "You can have all you want..." Liam said, his voice nearly a purr. He pulled back a few short inches, before thrusting back in, grinding against him. "Every last bit..." He settled into the pattern quickly, leaving Kadin mere moments between thrusts to get a breath.
It's a new kind of pain, having his raw mouth fucked and ground against. All he can do is try to suffer through it, in hopes that whatever angered Liam will be forgotten about.
He barely gets enough air in the brief moments. Even though Kadin can last a while without air, his body still responds in protest. He starts to choke, his throat trying to close around Liam's dick.
The more he chokes the less Liam pulls back. Until he's doing little more than grinding his hips into Kadin's face.
"You weren't good enough," Liam reminded, gripping the edge of the barrel. "You broke your stitches because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. So now you get your punishment." His words were surprisingly calm for how much his cock throbbed in Kadin's throat.
Unfortunately for Kadin, he hears everything Liam says, despite the distractions of pain. He ties to make some sort of pleading sound, but all he really succeeds in doing is making his throat vibrate.
He can't breathe. He can't struggle. Though the barrel does start to shake the longer he goes without air. His mind twists to follow the narrative Liam gave him. This is his own fault.
It takes him a long time to get close to blacking out but he's inching his way there.
And Liam enjoys every single moment of it. This isn't the aggressive, needy fucking he gave when he first stitched Kadin's mouth up. This was deliberate, methodical punishment. Something he'd been itching for an excuse for ever since Kadin first "woke up" after the last time he was supposed to be dead.
"That's it. All the way down. Just what you deserve."
Just as Kadin passed out, in those final moments as the world faded, he would feel Liam cumming hard, deep in his throat.
Liam lingered there long enough to ensure Kadin was properly out for the long term. Then he got to work. Which started with fastening a bag over Kadin's head to ensure he wouldn't be waking up too soon.
By the time he started to pull it free, hours had passed. The water had been long since drained out and the plug replaced. The barrel had been repaired and reinforced, and an attempt had been made to fill the the cracks in the concrete as well. Kadin would find that he ached from a series of new piercings. Three barbells along the underside of his shaft, and three strategic rings on his balls.
But now Liam had to work on his head, and that couldn't happen with the bag in place. So he removed it and got to work. The barrel was upright so he could use the top surface like a table. He pulled Kadin's tongue out of his mouth with a very painful pair of medical locking forceps. And there he would wait, holding onto the other's tongue, waiting for him to come around.
Kadin's head jerks slightly as he starts to come around. He's more distressed by his tongue being pulled on than the new pains from the piercings.
He jerks again, now that he's more awake. He makes an attempt to pull his tongue free, not at all sure what's happening. He whimpers, trying to give Liam the most pleading look he can manage.
"Welcome back..." Liam said, as he pulled a little harder on Kadin's tongue. "I've already prepared a few things for you, but we're not quite finished, yet."
He picked up a thick needle and without another word or further prep, he pushed it through Kadin's tongue. At least it was properly sharp. It was quickly followed by a barbell that was a bit too large, but Liam wasn't one to concern himself with such things.
Kadin tries to protest, despite knowing it won't do any good. He groans in pain as the piercing is made and put in. The largeness of it startles him. He continues to look pleadingly at Liam.
"Oh, don't worry. We'll make sure it has time to heal before putting it to use."
Once the piercing was secure, he got to work. First came the rubber mouth guard. Just like the one used with the shocks before, but trimmed down so Kadin could properly close his lips around it. Then Liam got to work on the stitches. First, removing the thread completely, then setting into doing them right. Methodically tying off each stitch like surgical sutures, to ensure one or two breaking wouldn't lead to everything unravelling.
"Perhaps now we can finish this little experiment without any more trouble," he said as he tied off the final stitch.
Kadin can do nothing more than to let it happen. He starts to shiver when he realizes his mouth is being stitched closed again. He whines mournfully, tears starting to trickle down again.
He just wants to be let out. He feels like he's forgotten what it's like to move on his own.
What Kadin wanted was none of Liam's concern. As he started to put his tools away, he looked him over, contemplating something. "No, that's not enough. We can't have you breaking your stitches anymore."
As if he'd only just now thought of it.
He picked up an item that was absolutely custom made. A leather hood, made to fit snugly, leaving nothing but a pair of breathing holes at the nose open. but it was also covered in a series of straps designed to ensure the wearer's jaws stayed clamped shut, as well as covering the lips, eyes, and ears for extra security. And Liam set to fitting it over Kadin's head, lacing it up and strapping it down.
Kadin tries to fight the hood, even if all he can do is shake his head. Of course, it gets put on him regardless. And having his eyes covered really upsets him, but all he can really do is try to yell which doesn't work out. His voice is so muffled behind everything that all it sounds like is heavy breathing and moaning.
"There we go. Just as you should be." With padding and the straps around the ears, Liam's voice is incredibly muffled. Once he gives a final check of all the buckles, he simply went about packing up his tools. His last task before leaving was tipping the barrel horizontal once more. The padding was complete enough that Kadin wouldn't be able to hear anyone coming or going.
What followed was another two full weeks of being used. Only now they didn't even bother acting like there was a person in there. Most of them fucked him and left, only pausing to add to the cup. Some of them enjoyed tugging on the rings on his balls, but that was as far as they went. Liam increased Kadin's "cleanings" to every other day. Always starting with a shaft of ice, and not draining the water until it was melted.
But near the end of that second week, it all started to taper off. Eventually the barrel was even tipped back up. Liam even removed the hood. And once it was off, no one touched Kadin at all. Liam stopped in periodically to check on him, but explained nothing. He'd cut off the "food" supply, and wanted to see what would happen.
Over time, Kadin sort of shuts off. He reacts to stimuli but otherwise keeps his mind blank. Pushing everything that's him into a box in his mind. The part of him that remains, learns to enjoy the suffering.
The ice always gets the strongest reaction from him. Even muzzled so securely, he screams.
His mind doesn't really kick back on until the routine changes. Until the hood is removed and he squints at the blinding light. At first, he's somewhat grateful to be left alone but then the hunger starts.
He starts to look less healthy and more like a starving person. Desperation starts to take hold and he unconsciously tries to pull in any ambient energy. It takes a few check-ins before Kadin noticeably trying to pull energy from Liam.
This time, Liam was expecting that pull. It didn't make it any more unsettling, however. He made his checkin brief that day. And the next morning. But the following evening, he finally took action. He'd been calling it all "feeding" Kadin as a joke. But it seemed he hadn't been far off, seeing the way Kadin deteriorated. Something he would have to make use of.
But for now, he tipped the barrel forward. "We're going to do a little test," he said as he unfastened the plug. "If you can behave yourself and stay out of my head, I'll let you out. But if I feel it again, you go into the river."
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"Why don't you open your mouth and show me what a good boy you can be?" He was already unfastening his belt.
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His lips sting with pain where the tread was pulled out. He carefully works on opening his mouth. He's a little slow only due to the stiffness in his jaw. But he opens his mouth and even sticks his tongue out.
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"There we go. You do know how to behave..." He moved a little closer. Just enough so that the first drop of precum dribbled onto Kadin's tongue.
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He feels terrible about this reaction but he can't stop himself. Before Liam started all this he could control it.
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He continued to stroke himself, moving just a little bit closer. Close enough that with some effort, Kadin could reach it with the tip of his tongue, but no closer.
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He strains to reach Liam's dick. He pushes his tongue out all the way, even as the effort irritates the parts of his mouth that still stitched. He whimpers pathetically when he can just barely touch it.
Yes, he's a greedy little slut. he tells himself.
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He barely gets enough air in the brief moments. Even though Kadin can last a while without air, his body still responds in protest. He starts to choke, his throat trying to close around Liam's dick.
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"You weren't good enough," Liam reminded, gripping the edge of the barrel. "You broke your stitches because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. So now you get your punishment." His words were surprisingly calm for how much his cock throbbed in Kadin's throat.
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He can't breathe. He can't struggle. Though the barrel does start to shake the longer he goes without air. His mind twists to follow the narrative Liam gave him. This is his own fault.
It takes him a long time to get close to blacking out but he's inching his way there.
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"That's it. All the way down. Just what you deserve."
Just as Kadin passed out, in those final moments as the world faded, he would feel Liam cumming hard, deep in his throat.
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And he does like it in a way. Having a dick just in his mouth is strangely calming but he enjoys it much more if he can breathe.
There's a final strong shudder in both him and the barrel, then he's out.
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By the time he started to pull it free, hours had passed. The water had been long since drained out and the plug replaced. The barrel had been repaired and reinforced, and an attempt had been made to fill the the cracks in the concrete as well. Kadin would find that he ached from a series of new piercings. Three barbells along the underside of his shaft, and three strategic rings on his balls.
But now Liam had to work on his head, and that couldn't happen with the bag in place. So he removed it and got to work. The barrel was upright so he could use the top surface like a table. He pulled Kadin's tongue out of his mouth with a very painful pair of medical locking forceps. And there he would wait, holding onto the other's tongue, waiting for him to come around.
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He jerks again, now that he's more awake. He makes an attempt to pull his tongue free, not at all sure what's happening. He whimpers, trying to give Liam the most pleading look he can manage.
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He picked up a thick needle and without another word or further prep, he pushed it through Kadin's tongue. At least it was properly sharp. It was quickly followed by a barbell that was a bit too large, but Liam wasn't one to concern himself with such things.
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Once the piercing was secure, he got to work. First came the rubber mouth guard. Just like the one used with the shocks before, but trimmed down so Kadin could properly close his lips around it. Then Liam got to work on the stitches. First, removing the thread completely, then setting into doing them right. Methodically tying off each stitch like surgical sutures, to ensure one or two breaking wouldn't lead to everything unravelling.
"Perhaps now we can finish this little experiment without any more trouble," he said as he tied off the final stitch.
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He just wants to be let out. He feels like he's forgotten what it's like to move on his own.
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As if he'd only just now thought of it.
He picked up an item that was absolutely custom made. A leather hood, made to fit snugly, leaving nothing but a pair of breathing holes at the nose open. but it was also covered in a series of straps designed to ensure the wearer's jaws stayed clamped shut, as well as covering the lips, eyes, and ears for extra security. And Liam set to fitting it over Kadin's head, lacing it up and strapping it down.
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What followed was another two full weeks of being used. Only now they didn't even bother acting like there was a person in there. Most of them fucked him and left, only pausing to add to the cup. Some of them enjoyed tugging on the rings on his balls, but that was as far as they went. Liam increased Kadin's "cleanings" to every other day. Always starting with a shaft of ice, and not draining the water until it was melted.
But near the end of that second week, it all started to taper off. Eventually the barrel was even tipped back up. Liam even removed the hood. And once it was off, no one touched Kadin at all. Liam stopped in periodically to check on him, but explained nothing. He'd cut off the "food" supply, and wanted to see what would happen.
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The ice always gets the strongest reaction from him. Even muzzled so securely, he screams.
His mind doesn't really kick back on until the routine changes. Until the hood is removed and he squints at the blinding light. At first, he's somewhat grateful to be left alone but then the hunger starts.
He starts to look less healthy and more like a starving person. Desperation starts to take hold and he unconsciously tries to pull in any ambient energy. It takes a few check-ins before Kadin noticeably trying to pull energy from Liam.
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But for now, he tipped the barrel forward. "We're going to do a little test," he said as he unfastened the plug. "If you can behave yourself and stay out of my head, I'll let you out. But if I feel it again, you go into the river."
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