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 Hurts So Good, February 19, 2167 | Reese Marshall
Bruce Vaughan
 Posted: Feb 15 2018, 12:51 PM
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Bruce eyed the other man critically, gaze falling from his back to his leg to assess his balance. The knee didn’t buckle from the impact above; Reese didn’t fall like a Jenga tower with one piece too many removed from the bottom. Of course he trusted the other man’s self-assessment, but he felt relief wash over him with this bit of proof, tried and tested, in front of his eyes. Standing for the rest of his punishment session should be fine then.

Underscored further by the little symphony that Reese produced for him. Steady breaths suddenly interrupted for a most exquisite sound that shot Bruce straight to the core. Then proper gratitude, his title, and the first of the cardinal numbers. All for him. From the instructions he gave, from the anticipation he cultivated, and from the flogger he wielded.

Bruce made no attempt to remove Reese’s shirt. Platonic, they’d agreed. Attempting to take off his shirt mid-scene would constitute a grievous overstep (at best), which Bruce would never. At most, when they finished with this part of the scene, he’d do a quick spot check. Otherwise, he had to remember where he’d brought the lash to ensure he didn’t work one area too much while neglecting another.

The flogger came down a second time, now between Reese’s shoulder blades. Barely enough time for the other man to give his proper response before Bruce flogged him a third time, far lower, across the buttocks.

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 Posted: Feb 18 2018, 01:43 AM
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There are moments that the words don’t reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down
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Like a hypothesis being confirmed in a laboratory, the next two strikes confirmed what Bruce had already believed and Reese had already promised. He was steady on his leg. He'd been walking around without issue, so the pain (or perhaps weakness) Reese hadn't been entirely clear was apparently mostly or exclusively confined to getting up and down, though he didn't seem worse for wear other than having touched the bed when he got up.

It was seeming more and more likely that these little noises were just how his body reacted to this kind of physical pain that intermingled with pleasure. For each impact the smallest noise escaped him. (God only knew if he could have managed to maintain complete silence if asked.) "Thank you, Mr. Vaughan. Two."

Maybe it would have been a monster's experiment, but it would have been interesting to see him in a bar taking these blows from strangers. Reese hadn't gotten into any fights since "Saturday night" somewhere in the wee hours of Valentine's Day, so he had conveyed nothing. He hadn't tried to back-fill stories with what he had done and who had beaten him senseless in the past, so the entire scope of Reese's explanation about how truly interested in being beaten was not even nearly complete.

He didn't have a tendency to talk about his wife and his sexual escapades except in vague terms (expect the few times he had brought up his wife in passing -- a topic he avoided the vast majority of the time for obvious reasons). Still it might have been interesting to know how different the mindset was. How different Reese's face looked at the moment that his head hit wooden bar or solid ground or the first steel toe came in contact with his gut or ribs.

Did he let out his breath of release and satisfaction when his ribs had splintered or his knee had sprained? Did a man who had almost killed him just a little less than a week ago get to hear these same sounds as Bruce Vaughan, his closest friend? "Three. Thank you, Mr. Vaughan.

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 Posted: Feb 18 2018, 11:39 AM
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It never crossed Bruce’s mind to wonder what Reese looked like in the midst of his bar fights. Confronted with their reality, his thoughts instead turned towards horrifying what if? scenarios. Haunting images of his friend, body twisted and bleeding, splayed out on the floor of some dive or another. Of his friend never walking again because an ill-timed bar stool or billiards cue severed his spine, and Reese, already living for so little, might lose what remaining will power prompted him to wake in the morning. He hoped never to see his friend that way; he wanted to know about the fights so he could swoop in and help if necessary, but he didn’t relish the thought.

Baited anger and self-loathing had no place in this scene, and instead he focused on what did belong here. Reese and himself and their roleplay. The flogger in his hand and the leather restraints binding the other man’s.

The repetition of Reese’s little noises did nothing to diminish Bruce’s enjoyment. They were learning each other’s reactions, and he took no less delight in finding that the lash caused these gratifying grunt-sighs and the enticing loss of control than knowing that Penelope’s breath hitched in her throat from hot breath in her ear. Or, for that matter, the familial knowledge that poking Calvin in his naval with his shirt off (typically when swimming) caused a spike to grow from the center of his sternum. As amusing or desired the thousandth time as it was the accidental first or the deliberate second.

“You’re a noisy little thing,” he remarked, right before the lashes came down for a fourth time, with greater force now that Reese had remained steady through the three prior ones. His tone taunted yet was laced with approval. There could be no mistake that Mr. Vaughan liked that in a play partner.

“I wonder if you make the same sounds when you’re being spanked,” Bruce murmured. With a paddle or a cane, maybe with a gloved hand while standing. They had agreed that over-the-knee was off-limits.

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