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down, pet."
    Nick nodded, unable even to ask what Damian meant. He pushed his arse back, hoping to feel that intense sensation again but instead he gasped with shock when he felt a piece of ice on the back of his neck, trailing slowly down the line of his spine.
    "Your bottom looks very hot, pet. And I have so much more planned for you tonight."
    Nick shivered as the ice moved down his back, cold droplets sliding along the curve of his ribs as it melted. He arched his back and hissed as the ice hovered at the top of his cleft. He felt Damian's feet, pushing his legs wide, opening him for the inexorable progress of the ice between his cheeks.
    He whimpered as the ice cube cooled his entrance and moved further down to his balls. Damian's hand held the ice there, lightly cupping his balls, rubbing the melting cube against his delicate skin.
    Then the return journey began, moving upward to tantalize the valley between his cheeks.
    "You're so hot, my pet, you've melted the ice," Damian said, sounding very amused. "Perhaps I'd better get you another piece. I'll just deal with this one first."
    Nick groaned as the blunted sliver of remaining ice was carefully inserted into his arsehole, with a chilling effect.
    Damian chuckled as he watched his sub squirm in response.
    "Your bottom still looks very hot, pet."
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    Nick jumped when he felt ice applied to his flaming cheeks, and then sighed with relief. The blaze of heat inside and out was quenched by the ice and it was almost a relief. The contrast was definitely invigorating.
    Damian smiled as Nick shivered. "I'm afraid you are too cold now, my pet. Time to set this bottom on fire. You've had your paddling; now you'll get the strap."
    "Please, sir," Nick pleaded, suddenly afraid.
    "Very good. You're eager for it. Ten with the strap, pet."
    Nick trembled with apprehension, wondering how much this was going to hurt. The first snap of the leather against his arse was a surprise; it landed with a duller thud than the paddle, smacking his flesh with a firmer kick but less of a sting.
    Damian was delighted to see Nick push his ass back, as if eager to meet each coming stroke. He continued to deliver every blow that he'd promised, building the boy's arousal skillfully, caressing his skin between every slap. Nick arched his head back, gasping as the tension, the need to come, coiled more tightly inside him with every opposing sensation.
    The contrast between the pleasure and pain set every nerve dancing under his skin and his cock ached with need. The last three strokes landed with a blistering effect, reigniting the burn caused by the paddle.
    Dimly he felt Damian's hand caress the sting out of his arse and the Top's voice saying, "What a pity. You're burning up again."
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    the other was enveloped by Damian's hot mouth, sucking and nipping until it was painfully erect.
    His Top's hands moved over his body, and Nick felt more ice on his backside. The contrast of hot and cold was almost too much for him.
    Damian watched him carefully, every gasp and wiggle assuring him that Nick had been teased almost past bearing, but just enough. The boy's cock was erect and swollen, standing up against his belly. And Damian was aching himself, aching to be buried deep inside his boy.
    Grabbing the lube, he set to work preparing Nick. The ice had long since melted, consumed by the flame of arousal inside him. Damian stroked between the reddened cheeks, finding the boy's opening and pushing firmly inside. He brushed over the seat of pleasure simply to enjoy watching Nick squeeze his eyes shut tightly and moan, pushing back into his hand.
    With his other hand, Damian teased and pinched each nipple in turn, while he spoke to Nick in a low, husky voice.
    "You have such a beautiful behind, my pet. So lovely and warm. I love a freshly spanked bottom. Do you know what I like to do after I've spanked you hard, pet?"
    "Fuck me..." Nick moaned. "Oh, please ... please...."
    "I'm so glad you agree." Damian's fingers were trembling as he inserted another into Nick's tight hole, watching the puckered skin stretch to accommodate him. He could wait no longer. Withdrawing his fingers, hoping he'd prepared the boy adequately, Damian turned Nick away from the wall.
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    "On your hands and knees, pet. I want