Liam places his hands on Daniel’s shoulders, encouraging him to get up. It’s difficult. It’s like he’s in the deepest sleep and someone wants him to climb Everest. He’s so weak.

“Don’t… can’t stand,” he mumbles, eyes closing as Liam gets him sitting up.

“I’ve got you. I can take your weight,” Liam says, kissing Daniel’s cheek. He puts Daniel’s arm around his shoulder and hauls him up, the other around his waist. He gets Daniel to the bench and Daniel clings to it with his free arm, collapsing flat. Liam helps get his legs where he wants them.

He’s never been on a bench before. Nothing is more perfect for a submissive than a breeding bench. And he must be one because instantly, he loves it. It’s home. He could sleep there. He sobs, pressing his cheek into the navy leather.

“Sweetheart, this suits you. Looks like it was made for you to show off how pretty you are. I’ll tie you down. How does that sound to you? No escape. You’re captured. Owned. A pretty little thing I’ve caught. You want to be trapped, honey?”

“Please,” he says, just a hint of sound. His legs press against the padding and he gets a strap across his calf and then at mid-thigh. His ass is offered. That’s the only way to describe it. His other leg gets strapped down and then his arms. Daniel tries to resist, a confused impulse urging him to flee. He tries to lift his hands, maybe his head, but he can’t. A bolt of need sparks through him. He’s just so very, very helpless.

“Daddy,” he begs, hole aching with how much he needs something inside. His head is on the cradle and Liam checks him, turning Daniel’s head gently to the side.

“I’ll bite you pretty good, sweetheart. I think there will be a bit of blood. And Daddy wants to see you when you take his big cock, doesn’t he?”

The bench adjusts up, then Liam kisses his cheek, his mouth, pressing his tongue inside, and Daniel moans and sucks, greedy and sloppy about it.

“Good boy,” Liam growls and his hand slides down Daniel’s back, spanking him on one cheek, and Daniel cries out in shock.

“You’re ready, baby. You need it. Be good for Daddy now,” he says, and he moves back. Two hands settle hotly on Daniel’s ass, his cheeks are split far apart, and then Liam’s thumb grazes Daniel’s wet, swollen hole.