New toy

"You are mine," Ryland smiled down at him. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"

"I think you do," Ryland scooped up the Avian and carried him out of the cage. "I'm going to have to get a new bed..."

Ryland hissed before crashing himself into the wall, Mikey between his body and the hard surface. "I told you not to do anything stupid."

Ryland fought back, dumping Mikey unceremoniously on his bed and using the rope already tied to the bedpost to bind his wrists. "William didn't put up this much of a struggle usually. You'll get over it. It wastes energy."

Ryland fell off the bed and onto his back, quickly jumping back to his feet. "Guess we'll need to tie those as well." He fought against Mikey's legs to tie the ankles to the bed.

"Much better," Ryland knelt on the bed, leaning forward to grab Mikey's hips roughly.

"You need to be taught a lesson, Birdie," Ryland moved one of his hands to unzip his pants and palm himself.

Ryland laughed harshly when he saw the look on Mikey's face. "Don't tell me you don't know what I'm about to do to you. Fucking priceless!"

"Let me make this easy for you," Ryland yanked his pants and underwear down, reaching into the nightstand for a condom to put on. "Can't have you getting pregnant now."

"Never thought you'd be so naive," Ryland grinned and took hold of Mikey's hips again, thrusting in without warning or preparation as was his style. "So tight..."

"Scream. Let it all out," Ryland traced the letters on Mikey's chest with a finger as he thrust harder and harder. "Cry for me, Birdie. I want to see your pain."

"A challenge. I like that," Ryland wiped the saliva off and continued in relative silence.

"I should have taken you sooner. Too bad you're Avian. You would have made a much smarter mate than William," Ryland finsished. "That's enough for now. We have to get you used to it." He pulled out and cleaned himself calmly, pulling his pants back up and walking away from the bed for a moment.