"Yes... Master," Stiles closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to the table as he sucked on his bruised bottom lip. His ass cheeks were clenched together, preventing any come from spilling out, as he listened to Derek move behind him. Stiles wanted to come badly but he didn't dare disappoint Derek. His ass stung from the smacks and the hard fuck he had just been given and Stiles couldn't be any happier.