The slap is a stinging shock, and it has Alexander fully hard in an instant. He has similar reactions often, to a client's violence -- he had thought he was wrong, broken in some way, until he found that some of the other whores felt the same way. He has come to conclude that it represents a wild and reckless side of his nature that never diminished, not with the conclusion of the war, not with his tenure as a family man, and certainly not after being remade into a young man, with a young man's body and a young man's passions. He likes to be hurt. Not badly -- though he has pushed himself until he was badly hurt, before, without realizing it until later. He likes to be demeaned, too. Reduced. He is too proud to let a client do this easily, but when it is one that has visited him before, that he has learned to trust, he has been known to allow it.
And Burr... Burr is already an exception to the rules. Alexander needs what Burr gives him. I don't need you -- what a bald-faced lie, and it has only grown a greater lie with time's passage. He was changed on a base and chemical level the first time Burr brought him to a feminine climax after hardly having time to touch him.
What he has adopted, with Burr as well -- and Burr was already familiar with the practice -- was to have a signal that causes such play to stop. Alexander loves to beg someone to stop, loves to fight (wishes Burr were younger, so that he could fight as hard as he could, and be bested), loves to play at being coerced. If his mouth is occupied, his signal is three hard knocks or thumps. If it is unoccupied, it is lighthouse, because he has always loved them, and because it doesn't sound like no or stop or please.
Burr takes such breathtaking control of him. Alexander falls -- lets himself fall, legs kicked apart, so that he can't rely on that for any kind of balance, has to lean where he is exposed across Burr's lap, has to grab at the bed. He whines, desperately, fingers digging in to hold on.
He submits at first, to the first few hits, but when they keep landing in the same place, he starts to squirm, making little sounds of protest and pain. "No," he answers, to Burr's question, though he means yes, yes, please. "No, Daddy, please -- it hurts," and he lets his voice go breathless and shocked. "You must -- you must stop, I'll allow you -- oh -- such liberties, I'll let you do anything to me," and he trembles trying to hold himself in place. A vicious hit makes him buck, and he slips partway off of Burr's lap.
Perhaps he lets himself slip -- because he thinks that if Burr can't adequately hold him here, he'll tie Alexander's hands, maybe bind him down. If he was immobilized, he would really be able to fight, and cry, and go out of his mind.
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And Burr... Burr is already an exception to the rules. Alexander needs what Burr gives him. I don't need you -- what a bald-faced lie, and it has only grown a greater lie with time's passage. He was changed on a base and chemical level the first time Burr brought him to a feminine climax after hardly having time to touch him.
What he has adopted, with Burr as well -- and Burr was already familiar with the practice -- was to have a signal that causes such play to stop. Alexander loves to beg someone to stop, loves to fight (wishes Burr were younger, so that he could fight as hard as he could, and be bested), loves to play at being coerced. If his mouth is occupied, his signal is three hard knocks or thumps. If it is unoccupied, it is lighthouse, because he has always loved them, and because it doesn't sound like no or stop or please.
Burr takes such breathtaking control of him. Alexander falls -- lets himself fall, legs kicked apart, so that he can't rely on that for any kind of balance, has to lean where he is exposed across Burr's lap, has to grab at the bed. He whines, desperately, fingers digging in to hold on.
He submits at first, to the first few hits, but when they keep landing in the same place, he starts to squirm, making little sounds of protest and pain. "No," he answers, to Burr's question, though he means yes, yes, please. "No, Daddy, please -- it hurts," and he lets his voice go breathless and shocked. "You must -- you must stop, I'll allow you -- oh -- such liberties, I'll let you do anything to me," and he trembles trying to hold himself in place. A vicious hit makes him buck, and he slips partway off of Burr's lap.
Perhaps he lets himself slip -- because he thinks that if Burr can't adequately hold him here, he'll tie Alexander's hands, maybe bind him down. If he was immobilized, he would really be able to fight, and cry, and go out of his mind.