Montagne pulled the bottle out and used his hair to throw him onto the ground. "Pathetic wench," he snarled. He grabbed another bottle of rum and chugged down half of it.

"Please... Don't hurt me..."

Montagne shook his head, then stepped on Elias's. "Yes wench serves you well," he said. "Considering you do nothing but cry like one." He pushed his foot off and sat down on his bed.

Elias stood up. "But... You hurt me..."

Montagne chuckled. "And a man would take it in stride," he said. "He wouldn't cry." He looked over Elias's body. "Come here."

Elias, terrified by now, walked cautiously over to Montagne.

Montagne grabbed his arm and pulled him to his knees. Exposing his hard cock he smirked. "Lick it," he said.

Elias nodded, and gingerly licked the head of Montagne's cock.

Montagne smirked and took a swig of the rum. "Keep going."

Elias slowly engulfed the head of Montagne's cock, licking the slit.