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Vincent loved the noises coming out of Rick. There was something about the way he cried out that made Vincent's cock throbbed, and he loved it. He licked the deeper marks he had left as his two fingers moved in and out of Rick's entrance, groaning faintly as he felt those ass muscles squeeze his fingers. "I hope you suck my cock the way you're sucking on my fingers." he purred. He then lowered down further and he nuzzled his nose into the thin bush of pubic hair around the base of Rick's cock, inhaling the scent. It smelled husky, very masculine. He grinned. He wanted to wipe every bit of masculinity away from Rick, to turn him into the perfect morsel to satisfy his needs. Every swear word Rick uttered would be soon replaced with cries for more pain. He loved taking butch guys and turning them into shells of what they used to be, but he never got to keep them long.
Vincent pulled his fingers out slowly and licked them, tasting how Rick's entrance tasted as he sat up on his knees, leaving Rick's cock be. He then got off the bed to return to the chest and returned with two more objects, a cock ring and a device that he, after placing the cock ring, he uncuffed Rick's ankles and forced them into the air before putting leather belts around his knees with a metal bar keeping them spread wide apart. He held Rick's legs up firmly and almost painfully tight to keep Rick from kicking him. He stared at Rick's entrance for a moment, gazing at it as he brought his dry, unlubed cock to Rick's entrance and he finally pushed inside with a deep groan, hissing in pleasure to the tightness of Rick's entrance despite having his fingers in. It felt better for him than Rick, he bet.
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