Iason's New Lover

Iason looked at the nauseating concoction Jazeal was eating and something moved in his stomach and rose to the middle of his throat.

Minced meat in which finger pieces were visible and blood that was spilled around the dish. Jazeal would take a handful of the contents of his food and put it in his mouth and swallow it with pleasure.
"Are you sure you don't want to try this?"

"Why did you keep me here? Let me go back to my lover."

Jazeel said sharply:
"Ohad is no longer your lover. I defeated him in the fight and now I am your lover. If you say anything about Ohad again, I will go to him and kill him."

Iason shuddered in fear and tears welled up in his eyes. This time Jazeal said in a kind tone:
"Don't worry, he'll be safe if you accept me and be nice to me. Now come and sit on my legs."

Iason got up and went to Jazeal and sat on his legs. Jazeal wrapped one hand around his waist and took some food from the dish with the other hand and brought it to Iason's mouth.
"Open your pretty little mouth."

Iason, who was disgusted by the smell of food, furrowed his eyebrows and closed his eyes and opened his mouth and let Jazeal feed him. Then he slowly began to chew and swallow, and when his stomach returned the food and sent it back into his mouth, he pressed his lips tightly together and swallowed the food again and sent it down.

Jazeel laughed happily.
"My love, you know how to behave."

And he gave him the rest of the food and Iason, like before, while trying hard not to vomit, downed it.

"Now that your stomach is full and your body is strong, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed."

Iason shivered at the thought of what Jazeal wanted to do with him and took off his robe, shirt and pants and laid on his back on the bed and looked at Jazesl with concern from the corner of his eyes.

Jazeal got up from his chair and came to the bed and sat on the end of it and took one of Iason's legs in his hands and lifted it up.
"Blood-filled blue veins."

He took out his black tongue and licked around his mouth with it and then sank his sharp fangs into Iason's leg.

Iason screamed in pain and Jazeal began to suck his blood.

The pain in Iason's body slowly gave way to a pleasant feeling, which caused his cheeks to blush with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment as he thought of his lover.
"Ohad, my love, I promise you that I will kill Jazeal and return to your arms."

Jazeal looked at Iason's face and displeasure appeared on his face and stopped sucking and put Iason's leg on the bed.
"Your face is red and you're staring at an unknown spot. I know you're thinking about Ohad."

Iason immediately said:
"No, I am not."

"Of course you are, and you will be punished for it. Turn over and lay on your stomach."

With tears in his eyes, Iason said in a pleading voice:
"Please forgive me."

Jazeal dug his long nails all the way into Iason's thighs. Iason screamed in pain and blood flowed from his thighs onto the sheets.
"Please stop it!"

Jazeal pulled his nails out and Iason turned over and laid on his stomach, sobbing and tears streaming down his cheeks.

"If you had done this in the first place, your lovely thighs wouldn't have been injured."

Iason anxiously turned his head towards Jazeal to see what he wanted to do.

"Put your face on the pillow."

Not wanting to anger Jazeal, Iason obeyed him and waited for his punishment to begin with his heart beating anxiously.

He heard that Jazeel opened the drawer under the bed and took something out of it, and then there was a burning sensation in his buttock, as if molten metal had been poured into his flesh.

Jazeal had used a bee with deadly venom to torment him, and Iason, with his body temperature rising and drops of sweat sitting on his forehead and shivering violently, wondered if he would live long enough to see Ohad again.