[Taryon can't help but wonder if he would enjoy this if it was Dorian that put the dildo inside him. If he wouldn't enjoy being spread wide open if it was Dorian inside him.
But it's not, and those men are coming back.]
Can...can we get out of this? [He moves his arms about, but it's no use. These knots weren't tied to be easily slid out of like a silken handkerchief.] I'm so sorry.
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But it's not, and those men are coming back.]
Can...can we get out of this? [He moves his arms about, but it's no use. These knots weren't tied to be easily slid out of like a silken handkerchief.] I'm so sorry.
[To Dorian. To his father.]
I'm so sorry. I...I didn't mean...