Beneath him, the slave thrashed for his life. Alternating between pulling and pushing the captain's hand in a poor attempt to dislodge them from his neck. Altair was doing such a poor job that Cygnus didn't need to heed him, able to maintain his sexual rhythm despite the slave wriggling like a lively fish beneath him. Tears endlessly streaming down his eyes like rivers. It brought a cruel smile to his lips, a smile that was faintly present on his lips but present all the same.<i>You understand. Good. </i>Cygnus squeezed harder again, more than he would need to deprive Altair of breath.<i>You still need more pain, to remember this lesson. </i><br/><br/>Altair was on the precipice of passing out when the captain stopped.<i>Fortunately for you, you're worth more to me alive than dead,</i>Cygnus thought. His grip loosened, and he allowed Altair to breathe once more. One hand was removed from the slave's neck, his right, while his left was kept where it was. To remind the slave that though he had stopped, he could easily resume choking him. He wiped away Altair's tears, licking his fingers afterward.<i>I taste salt every waking moment, yet the salt of your tears is especially sweet. </i>Tenderly, Cygnus stroked Altair's cheek.<i>"You may be educated, but you are by no means smart. Silence is becoming of you." </i>He smacked the slave across the face. "Look at me. Don't stop looking at me or I'll break that cock of yours next."<br/><br/>Forcing Altair to maintain eye contact with him, Cygnus continued to fuck. "Do you like that? I gave you a simple task. Release your seed.<i>My...</i>you could make anyone hard but yourself. It was such a simple task... yet, you failed," he observed. "Then you insulted me. Know my ire and don't forget." He gave Altair's neck a quick squeeze - instilling more fear into him. There was only a few days left in their journey to a secluded part of Weiss' coast where Cygnus would disembark and sell Altair, but in those few days he would need to beat the pride out of Altair.<br/><br/>After enough pumping inside of Altair, Cygnus finally buried his cock inside Altair, resting his jewels against the slave's bottom as he released his milky seed inside. For a few seconds, he lingered, letting his seed seep inside. "You were a shitty whore, but you fulfilled your duty," Cygnus growled. Then he pulled his cock out of Altair's depths, as a flow of cum trickled out of the slave's abused hole. "I could get the same enjoyment out of a donkey. Next time... you'll do better. Or else." He stood up, tidying himself and pulling his trousers up to conceal his cock once more.<br/><br/>Grabbing hold of Altair's arms, he tugged the slave from his cot, tossing him to the floor. He pressed his foot against Altair's gut, pushing down. Pulling his foot away, he delivered a sharp kick to Altair's stomach. Then he backed away, watching the slave writhe on the floor. He crouched down, giving Altair a sweet smile, the type one might give to their beloved child. "If I recall... I promised you some apple jam, if you could dance. Would you still like it?" Cygnus asked, with a tone sweet as honey.<i>Let's see how much you've learned.</i>