This story is a standalone follow-up to the Top 5 bestseller and #1 Hot New Release in Gay & Lesbian Erotica, Bound by the Enemy.*** #1 Amazon Hot New Release in Gay & Lesbian Erotica! *** Months after being released from captivity, secret agent Randal Blake is still reeling from...
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This story is a standalone follow-up to the Top 5 bestseller and #1 Hot New Release in Gay & Lesbian Erotica, Bound by the Enemy.*** #1 Amazon Hot New Release in Gay & Lesbian Erotica! *** Months after being released from captivity, secret agent Randal Blake is still reeling from the heights of pleasure and pain that the mysterious Sarceda introduced him to. Unsure that he is fit for active duty, Blake's boss sends him to do some training on a military base - but his convoy is ambushed, and Blake is once again taken captive. And who should pull the bag off his head, but Sarceda himself? He is full of devilish ideas for how to show Blake just how much he missed him, and the spy is like putty in Sarceda's hands. At times, Sarceda's cruel façade begins to crack, and Blake wonders if deeper feelings are developing. Sarceda, however, has more sinister plans for Blake's future, involving the ruthless head of Colombia's biggest cartel, a renowned sadist. But as Blake begins to understand Sarceda's motivations and the terrible tragedy that has sent him on a lifelong quest for revenge, Blake realizes he must see it through - even if it means enduring greater pain and humiliation than he thought he could withstand. And rumors of betrayal by the very agency that is supposed to protect him leave Blake reeling. By the time Sarceda gives him his freedom, Blake is no longer sure where his loyalties lie...Warning! This 14,000+ word story contains kidnapping, D/s elements, reluctant consent, bondage, knifeplay, whipping, and a slightly twisted happy-for-now ending! Adults only!- Excerpt -"Hello, pet. Did you miss me?"His whole body shuddered at the sound. He opened his eyes, slowly.Sarceda was smiling."Like a hole in the head," said Blake, softly, his voice cracking from disuse.Sarceda dropped to his knees, bringing himself eye to eye with Blake. He searched Blake's face, like he was trying to read all of the secrets of the past few months."I'm sorry," he said, at last. "I had to let them take you.""Of course you did," said Blake."Don't worry." Sarceda's fingers stroked his cheek, gently. "I'm not letting you out of my sight again."He stood abruptly, sliding two fingers between the collar and Blake's neck, tugging lightly, as if testing to see if it needed to be tightened. After a moment, he made a satisfied noise and stepped back. He dug into his pocket, eventually producing a small key."Stand up," he said. "Turn around."Blake obeyed, and he heard the scrape of the key sliding into the lock of his handcuffs. He kept his head slightly bowed as Sarceda walked around to face him again; when Sarceda brought his hand under Blake's chin and began to lift his head, Blake lashed out and grabbed his other arm, twisting it as far and as quickly as he could.Sarceda reacted immediately, throwing the weight of his body to counter the move and trapping Blake's arm against his side. He aimed a jab at Blake's stomach but the spy evaded, just barely, slipping free of Sarceda's grasp and kicking him squarely in the shin.Sarceda didn't react, grabbing Blake around the throat and slamming him up against the wall. He tried to kick out, to connect with any part of Sarceda's body that might actually slow him down, but his body was too engrossed in the struggle to breathe. He could feel his face grow hot, his eyes widening as Sarceda choked him.Finally, with a burst of desperate strength, he was able to get a jab in to Sarceda's stomach. The drug lord stumbled back, his balance thrown off just enough for Blake to use the weight of his own body to push him all the way over, onto the floor. He lay on top of Sarceda, pinning his arms down with every bit of strength he had in him.Sarceda was laughing. "Pet," he panted. "I already said I was sorry. What more do you want?"
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