Chapter 13: Thank you, daddy.

"That eager?" He kissed the man's shoulder.

Dagger hissed before stepping away from him.

The alarm bell went off in Alan’s head at the obvious hatred oozing from his nightstand.

"Wh-what?" He stammered out, feeling nervous. It couldn't be that he just allowed himself to be led on by a dangerous man. What if this place was a den of hideout forthieves and even the receptionist was part of them? If not, why would a man be named Dagger if he wasn't dangerous and shady?

"Hello, Alan." A voice said from the far end of the room enshroudedin darkness. A voice he knew all too well.

Alan turned with lightning speed. He relaxed visibly when he saw the person he least expected.

"Karl." He breathed out. His brain seemed to reboot instantly. "What are you doing here?" He frowned at Karl, then at Dagger. "How do you two know each other?"

A harsh laughter came from behind the curtain. A man with an even bigger build than Dagger stepped out, eyeing Alan like he was the next course of the meal on the menu.

"Tis the chick?" He asked, his words a bit slurry.

"Nigga here already?" Another male voice called from what looked like the bathroom.

"What the hell is going on, Karl?!" Alan yelled, facing the only person he knew in the room. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew whatever it was couldn't be good enough for him.

Karl stepped forward, his head short of Alan’s shoulder.

"These are my guys from the street. They all agreed to help me teach you a lesson." He shrugged.

"Wh-what?! What are you talking about?" Alan asked. His hands were suddenly shuffled to the back. He struggled, trying to cut loose. Something cold and metallic was connected to his wrists. When the object snapped into place, the false calm facade he kept broke loose.

"Karl!" He yelled, his voice a mixture of apprehension and command.

"Shhh!" Karl muttered. He closed the distance between them and slapped Alan lightly on the cheek. "Boys, get him ready." He ordered his men.

"Don't worry, sugar. We will give you an unforgettable night," Dagger said to him.

Just like that, Alan was thrown over Dagger's shoulder. He tried to claw his way loose, but the other man barely flinched at his impact. He was thrown on the bed that looked like it was lice and tick-infested. Before he could react to his temporary freedom, three pairs of hands held him down on the bed firmly.

Karl inched closer then, two more cuffs in his hands. He snapped both of Alan's anklets and the other ends of either side of the bedposts.

"Karl!" Alan protested, struggling on the bed even when he knew it was futile. "Goddam—" the rest of the words were cut off when someone plastered a cellophane over his mouth.

"It is time," Dagger groaned. He shuffled out of his trousers, revealing a cock that was as massive and demonic-looking as he was. He stepped on the bed and slapped Alan’s cheek.

Alan groaned and shielded his face to the side. He didn't need a soothsayer to inform him what was going on.

Karl had set him up with these men to have their ways with him. He let out a curse that was muffled by the tape on his mouth.

By God, he was going to kill Karl later.

Karl chuckled at the distressed look on Alan’s face. He knew the man was cursing him with his mind, but he couldn't care less.

He grabbed the man's trouser and yanked it from his waist until it pooled at his feet, stopped in place by the cuffs. With nothing stopping him, he grabbed the man's cock and began to suck.

"Scorpion, let's take this motherfucker on a long ride," Dagger whistled. He moved to the bed and grabbed Alan's handcuffed hands. Placing his cock between his hands, he shoveled up and down. "Stroke." He commanded Alan when the man refused to pick up after he stopped.

Scorpion moved overboard, yanked the tape off, and shook his dick into Alan’s mouth before the man could let out a sound.

Alan didn't know if he should be disgusted or thrilled. A part of him wanted more of the humiliation. But another part of him promised to get back to Karl for daring to do this to him.

"Suck!" Scorpion commanded, slaying his face.

"No!" Alan protested, shifting his face to the side.

Scorpion grabbed his neck, cutting off his breath for a second. "Suck!" He commanded again.

Alan gasped for breath but still did as the man instructed.

"Hmmm..." he moaned when Karl bit his testicle.

Karl raised his head and spat the saliva in his mouth on Alan’s body. The other man shuddered but didn't stop the blow job and hand job on the other two men.

"I need to fuck him now," Karl informed the others.

"No, no, no!" Alan screamed.

Dagger slammed his massive hand over Alan's mouth, stopping his protest. They quickly uncuffed him and turned him over until his butt was exposed for the world to see.

Karl grabbed the lubricant and oiled his cock. He sat on Alan, setting his cock directly between his backside. He slapped Alan on the butt, building anticipation.

"Karl, don't— fuuuuccckkk!" His scream rent the air as Karl forcefully shoved his dick in.

"Oh, yeah," Karl moaned in ecstasy. "So fucking hot!" He breathed, closing his eyes. "So fucking tight!"

"Ahhh... ahhhh!" Alan cried, his eyes doubling from the pain that shook him.

Dagger grabbed him by his hair. "Open your mouth." He ordered, slapping his cock all over his mouth.

Alan opened up instantly. He moaned hard as Dagger shoved his dick into his mouth. Scorpion and the other guy flanked him on either side. He quickly grabbed each cock with each hand and began to stroke.

This was a pleasure.

This was what he had been missing all his life.

"Oh god,  keep fucking me." He pleaded.

"What do you say to me for introducing you to this much passion?" Karl asked, slapping him on the backside again. His five fingers left a noticeable mark.

"Thank you," Alan said, his hands still working magic.

"Thank you, daddy," Dagger grumbled out.

"Thank you, daddy!" Alan responded like an Autobot.

"Fucking tight!" Karl moaned. His body shook unable to hold on any longer.