When the toy was turned up a little more, Caden pulled slightly at the restraints and released another groan. "Fuck... I-I do. I do" he replied. He knew Charles could take the reward away, or stop the pleasure all together if he wanted too. It was one of the reasons Caden really enjoyed doing this sort of thing because it was out of his control.<br/><br/>He tried to relax himself back into position as Charles brought a hand down to settle on his waist, but the toy was working wonders for him. The size, speed and rhythm was perfect. But it seemed Charles wasn't going to let him release too quickly. The hand that closed around the head of his cock and nipped it, was enough for Caden to focus on Charles and let our a whine. He could feel his climax shifting slight as his body focused on the second of pain it had felt, but the sensation was short lived. "I'm sorry... please" he said in a pleading manner.<br/>------<br/><br/>-I just want to enjoy myself- What the hell did that mean? Did Alan do this type of thing often? Was there something waiting for him in the office? Alan had spoken about a punishment after all and if jail was off the cards, what else could he have in store? He'd offered to hand him the money back, so what more could he do?<br/><br/>He watched Alan bring out his mobile and gave his eyes another roll as he shook his head. "Tsk... Fine. Everything comes out in the end" he said looking out the window again. As the ride went on, Evan found himself relaxing a little against the cars chair. But when the ride stopped, Evan could feel his nerves creeping up again.<br/><br/>He followed Alan to the office door and glanced around its interior. This place was insane. Marble flooring, security and only twenty five offices. It was clear Alan knew some stuff... "Well aren't you a little business man" he said still taking in everything he was seeing as they continued into the lobby when Alan handed the gent security his ID. What was the point in asking for ID when some people didn't need one? It was clear Alan bringing others here was obviously the 'norm' but why and for what cause?<br/><br/>Evan walked into the office and gave a small nod of approval as he walked in first. It was... modern... clean... and defiantly had Alan's scent lingering in it. -still have no interest in repenting?- "No" he said with a small sigh. He walked over to Alan's desk and turned to face him with a raised brow, taking a seat upon the desks surface with a small smile "You said this was in my hands... What do you have in mind here? You wanted me here, here I am. But I ain't done nout wrong".