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I’m beyond sorry I
haven’t clanned you yet. Swallow me again.”
    Instead, the grinning man sat up,
taking his delicious lips and tongue away from Clajak’s raging
dick. The prince’s hips strained up in desperate demand.
    Egilka wrapped his hand around Clajak’s
primary member, his grip tight. Clajak moaned in want, pushing hard
into the firm circle of palm and fingers. Then he saw what was in
the Imdiko’s other hand. He tried to wrench free, but his ass would
shove only so far into the mat beneath him.
    “Oh please no,” Clajak begged as Egilka
inserted his needy cock into the tight black circle of the ring.
The Imdiko ignored him as he snugged it tight to the base of his
stave. The cockring constricted Clajak, keeping him hard and ready
... and unable to ejaculate.
    Clajak wailed in irritation. “You
bastard! A cockring is worse than being switched.”
    Egilka’s chuckle filled with evil.
“That’s only the start of your troubles, my prince.”
    He next held up a sizeable dildo.
Clajak hissed to see the way it curved near the tip, with a raised
ridge. It had been made to rub a man’s prostate, guaranteeing extra
excitement. It would be a luscious, poisonous hell for someone who
couldn’t climax.
    Clajak jerked on his bonds again as
Egilka lubed the awful thing up. “The ring is already a nasty
punishment. Plus the switch. You’re going too far, you sadist.
Can’t we talk about this?”
    “No.” Egilka lowered the dripping dildo
down, bringing it between Clajak’s spread thighs, beneath his
secondary cock. The tip nudged his asshole. “I take it you’ve kept
this stretched during your little escape here? Poor you if you
haven’t.”
    As a matter of fact, Clajak had. He
enjoyed anal play, giving and receiving. But only if he was on top.
Only if he was in charge.
    The dildo, tapered just like a
Kalquorian cock, slipped inside Clajak’s ass. Sensual heat blazed
in his secondary dick, filling it full and slipping towards the
larger primary. The cockring let in the molten pleasure. It would
not let it back out, however. Clajak groaned as he felt need swell
thick inside the cock.
    “That’s it,” Egilka whispered, his lips
wet as he stuffed Clajak’s ass full of exciting girth. “Take it, my
beautiful prince.”
    Clajak’s passage opened to the
insistent length, welcoming the implacable intrusion. He shouted
when the curved ridge slid against his interior hotspot, setting
off a heavy thunderclap of ecstasy. His back bowed as insistent
fire burned its way into his pricks.
    Egilka moaned as if it was he being
tormented. He bent down to bestow an open-mouthed kiss to Clajak’s
livid shafts. The sensation of that raw silk tongue on him made the
Dramok cry out again.
    The prince watched with lust-blurred
eyes as Egilka stood up. The Imdiko’s hand went to the resealable
seam at his pants’ crotch. It already showed signs of parting under
the strain of his erections. Egilka finished the job, opening the
seam to let his cocks tumble out.
    Clajak’s mouth, gaping as he panted,
opened wider as if to invite those lovely cocks in. “Give me a
taste,” he growled.
    He didn’t miss how his intended’s flesh
jerked at the command. Egilka’s pricks swelled as he watched,
drifting upward towards his belly as he grew more
excited.
    His answering snarl was worthy of an
angry Nobek. “You don’t get to command this time. I’m in
charge.”
    Clajak fixed him with a devilish grin,
as if his pricks weren’t screaming for release. “A taste, Imdiko.
Let me put my mouth on those gorgeous cocks. Let me warm you that
way. Let me lick you from tip to base and back again. Let me suck
you until you come screaming in my mouth. Let me have what I’ve
wanted for years.”
    Egilka shuddered. For an instant he
looked at Clajak with such desire that the Dramok thought he would
give in. “You never said anything before about wanting
me.”
    “You never looked at me the way you are
now.” Clajak licked his lips