Jesse couldn’t even speak to defend himself. He might have tried to justify himself, or explain Jonah, or even just apologize. But the sight of the c**k ring silenced him. There were four rows of steel teeth protruding from the ring, and he knew from experience that they were sharp enough to make him bleed. The padlock would hold it in place. He would not have a single second of relief.
“Sir…I’m sorry. I am.”
“Not yet.” He grasped Jesse’s c**k to hold it still. “But you will be.”
Gideon snapped the ring into place. The short spikes lining the steel interior dug into the base of his shaft, and the first fat drop of blood oozed out from the metal to roll onto his sac. Without looking away from Jesse’s eyes, he slipped the padlock into place.
Jesse almost protested. Almost said Gideon, bu
