Kay - Bad to the Bone part 3
Mark reluctantly pulled away from Edge and began to pull his clothes back on. He smiled as he looked at his
handiwork proudly displayed on Edge's ass, and the back of his thighs and calves. Maybe next time, Edge
wouldn't be so eager to piss him off. He leaned down and kissed the top of Edge's head.
"We'll finish this later boy," Mark whispered as he headed out into the hallway to see what all the commotion
was about. Was that Glenn's angry voice he had heard earlier?
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As soon as Mark shut the door behind him, Christian crept into Edge's room. He was grateful that Mark had
given them connecting rooms.
"Edge?" Christian whispered as he crawled onto the bed with him, frowning at the welts that covered Edge's
posterior and the back of his long, beautiful legs.
Edge whimpered as he tried to move. "Christian?" He asked holding an arm out for him.
Christian smiled as he scooted next to Edge and allowed him to practically lay on top of him. Christian's
fingers gently caressed along Edge's spine. "Why did he hurt you so bad?" Christian asked disgusted, angry
that Mark would hurt him so badly.
Edge started to tell him the truth, but decided he wanted Christian's sympathy and submission tonight.
"He likes to hurt me. He's sadistic," Edge whispered as he pouted and pretended to cry. "He's so mean to me,
Christian," Edge continued, smiling as Christian held him tighter.
"Oh, Edge," Christian whispered, planting soft kisses on Edge's swollen lips.
"Please Christian, I need you tonight," Edge whispered as he pulled Christian further underneath him, lifting
his hips as he attempted to flip him over onto his stomach. "Help me forget him," he whispered in Christian's
ear.
Christian moaned as he turned over onto his stomach allowing Edge to position him on all fours. He moaned
in pleasure as he felt Edge's hands caressing his round, firm ass before they slid underneath him and stroked
his cock. It was Christian's turn to whimper as he ground himself back against Edge.
"I'm yours. I love you Edge," Christian whispered seductively.
Edge grinned as he positioned himself behind Christian, wincing at the pain radiating from the damn welts.
He leaned down, pressing his body against Christians as he kissed his shoulder. "I love you too, Chrissy,"
Edge said grinning, loving how naive his Chrissy was.
Christian moaned as one of Edge's long fingers slipped into him, probing and stretching.
Edge grinned. Christian was already lubed. Mark had trained both of them well. Always expect the
unexpected.
Edge grunted in pleasure as he slowly pushed into Christian's silky warm tightness. "Damn, you're so tight."
Christian whimpered as Edge slammed into him, but soon the pain turned to bliss as Edge hit his prostate
with each thrust.
Edge's hand wrapped around Christian's long, slender cock and began to stroke it roughly. "Come for me
Chrissy," he whispered.
Christian whimpered as he tensed and filled Edge's hand with his cum. Edge grinned as his thrusts into
Christian became more erratic, until at last his cum was spurting deep within Christian.
Edge groaned as he slumped forward onto Christian's back forcing Christian to lay down on his stomach.
"Thank you Christian," Edge whispered with a smile as he tried to catch his breath.
"I love you Edge," Christian whispered.
"Ditto," Edge said grinning. Mark could keep the purple haired freak, but the freak better not try to mess
with Christian. Christian belonged to him.
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Mark frowned as listened to Edge and Christian from just outside of the door. A grin crossed his face. He
knew the perfect punishment for them.
Mark jumped as the door to Glenn's room suddenly burst open and Bradshaw came flying out. He watched in
shock as Glenn and Bradshaw went at it.
"What the fuck is going on?" Mark growled, startling both men.
Bradshaw smiled as he stepped back. "Glenn's little bitch is a federal agent," Bradshaw growled as he gripped
the knife in his hand.
"I won't let him hurt him," Glenn growled, looking at his brother with pleading eyes as he blocked Bradshaw
from getting near Chris.
Mark looked at the small blonde who was naked and trembling behind Glenn.
Bradshaw started to walk towards Glenn, but Mark grabbed his arm, stilling him. "Bring Chris to the circle,
we'll decide what to do with him there," Mark said sighing, knowing he was going to have to decide if Chris
lived or died. Judging by the way Glenn had became attached to the little blonde, killing him would destroy Glenn.
Bradshaw smiled as he followed Mark. He wondered how soft the flesh on Chris was, and how it would feel as
he sliced him up.
Chris jumped as Glenn turned and looked down at him. "I love you. Please don't let them hurt me," he
whispered as he wrapped his arms around the big mans waist, knowing that Glenn was the only thing
keeping him alive right now. Damn Director Regal for sending him on this assignment. He was just suppose
to infiltrate the gang. Regal didn't tell him that he would be raped and made into a whore.
Glenn sighed as he roughly grabbed a handful of his long blonde hair and yanked his head backwards, his
huge hand caressing his beautiful face and his pouty, lying lips. Frowning and without a word, he pulled Chris
along with him toward the meeting room. Whether Chris actually loved him or not didn't matter, he wasn't
going to give him up without a fight.
Chris whimpered as he was roughly taken from Glenn and then placed in handcuffs that hung from the ceiling
and the ankle ones that were attached to the floor. He felt his knees go weak as he stood naked and
spread-eagled before the whole gang. Worse, Bradshaw sat right in front of him and he was still playing with
the long, sharp knife.
Glenn glared at Bradshaw as he stood beside of Chris, protecting him.
Mark frowned at the tense vibes in the room. The gang could smell blood.
"Alright lets get this started. It has been brought to my attention that Chris is a federal agent," Mark said
staring at Chris. "Is this true Chris?"
Chris shifted nervously in his restraints, but did not answer.
"Chris?" Mark asked impatiently.
Chris nodded. "It's true."
A hush fell across the room.
"Death to all pigs," Bradshaw growled as he stood.
Glenn moved in front of Chris using his body as a shield.
"Wait!" A voice cried out, sounding out of breath.
All eyes turned and looked at the young man that just entered.
"Lance!" Benoit said, running to the younger man and grabbing him in a tight bear hug before bringing him
down and claiming his mouth in a possessive kiss.
Lance reluctantly pulled away from his lover as he started to address the others. Benoit smiled at his lover
who looked odd in a suit, when he looked so much better with nothing at all on.
"Regal's dead. Asshole had a heart attack last night," Lance blurted out. "Chris is not a threat. Hell, Regal
never even filed a report that he was here. I checked all of his files and there was no mention of Chris."
"What?" Chris asked in disbelief.
Lance smiled, "No one knows you're here beautiful."
"You're lying," Chris hissed as he struggled with his restraints.
"Nope, seems that Regal wanted you to stay deep undercover for a long time and the only way to do that is
never have a file on you," Lance said grinning. "Oh, he would have eventually pulled you out, when he
thought you had enough information to take Mark down."
Chris closed his eyes as tears started to form. Regal had snagged him right out of the academy. Yeah, he was
green, but did he have "stupid" stamped on his forehead? How could he be so stupid?
Mark grinned. "Well if no one knows about Chris being here...."
"He's an agent!" Bradshaw argued.
"No," Mark spoke up. "He's just Glenn's bitch now."
The rest of the gang laughed and cheered for Glenn. Glenn and Bradshaw squared off.
"Bradshaw, go get a bitch of your own and leave Glenn's alone," Mark growled. "Look at Chris. Does he look
like a threat to our gang?"
Bradshaw looked at the small blonde and shook his head. He held out his hand to Glenn. Glenn reluctantly
shook it.
Glenn smiled as he watched everyone disappear. He smiled as he heard Lance's giggles as Benoit chased him
out of the room. Since Regal was dead, there was no more need to send Lance in to spy on him and that
meant Benoit wouldn't be so moody.
Chris shivered as Glenn released him. Once his hands and feet were free, Chris tried to run from Glenn, but
he was too quick and easily grabbed and tossed Chris over his broad shoulder, slapping his ass hard for
attempting it.
"Don't make me punish you Chris," Glenn growled as he headed for their room. His need for Chris was too
great.
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Jeff whimpered as he heard the door to his room creak open. When he realized that it was Mark and not the
crazy blonde, he sighed in relief.
"Edge won't try to hurt you again," Mark said smiling, hoping that Edge had indeed learned that lesson.
"Let me go," Jeff begged. He jumped as Mark grabbed his wrist and hauled him up to a standing position.
"Time to initiate you as my bitch," Mark whispered as he pulled Jeff along behind him towards Edge's room.
