Feeling his mouth dry and his mind confused, Lien realized that the handkerchief had sleeping pills on it. He could already open his eyes, but his body wouldn't let him sit up yet. He was slightly dizzy and wildly thirsty.

"Well... this is clearly not a three-star hotel... I wonder how long I've been here? And where is this 'here'? And whose basement is this?" - Lien pondered, surveying the room with his eyes.

Turning slightly on his side, Raed felt the mattress move beneath him.

"Well, thanks for not putting it on the dirty floor... 100% polyester dry cleaning is very expensive these days, and this is my favorite jacket..." - thought the man, feeling his own body begin to obey him.

"Judging by the fact that I've been kidnapped, it's definitely not Wei's orders... who was Lt. Tin talking about? Oh... what kind of crappy quality sleeping pills are they using that they're having such a withdrawal? I'll have to get them a decent one... Okay, let's not get distracted... the last time the Red Dragon and Blue Lily shared territory with the Black Tearg... so I'm either with Makoto Kimura or Nanf Wongsawat. Either way, I have 4 more days to play with them and then... my job, I'll come to you! Maybe I'll even find out some information for Tin..." - Lien reasoned with a slight smile on his face.

Lien's flexibility was excellent, so he had no trouble twisting his arms around so that his hands were in front of him. It looked quite erotic from the side: lying on the mattress, his ass slipped between his hands while his long legs touched the man's shoulders. Lifting his arms up, Lien bent his legs at the knees, pressing them against his body so as not to hurt his wrists too much, because the longer his legs, the higher his arms had to be raised, squeezing into the small space available. The pants were so tight on his body, highlighting and emphasizing his round ass and decent-sized cock. Raed did it so beautifully that the men watching him through the camera couldn't take their eyes off the screen.

"Phew... My jacket... I don't think I tore it anywhere," the man worried as he got to his feet.

Lien noticed a small camera in the corner while he was still lying on the floor and looking around the room. So he knew that someone would definitely be watching him. Standing up, he raised his bound arms above his head as if exercising, causing his top to ride up, exposing his flat stomach. Leen bent to the left and right with his arms raised, facing the camera, but not looking into it, he bent down, touching the floor with his palms with straight knees, standing with his back to the audience, showing his lush buttocks and slender legs. And all this was accompanied by slight moaning, as if his muscles were really stiff.

After 10 minutes of active exercise for the amusement of the audience, Lien pulled down his jacket, pretending to be hot.  The man ran his bound hands down the back of his neck to the edge of his top, occasionally wrapping his hands around himself.

"I bet my ass I'll have company in about ten minutes..." - pleased with himself, Raed walked back to the mattress and stood with his ass facing the camera.

- Oh... This mattress is so uncomfortable... My back... m-m-m-m-m-m-m...- he wailed languidly as he sagged into a yoga pose, standing on all fours with his arms stretched forward and his chest resting on the mattress*.

(Author's note: photos of the yoga poses that will be discussed will be below all at once. I will not write the names of the poses, some of them are too long.)

After standing like that for a while and wiggling his ass from side to side, Lien decided to change the pose. The tie on his wrists made the demonstration more difficult, but those on the other side of the screen were delighted by the erotic sight of the man in the basement.

Still lying on his chest with his arms outstretched, he lifted his legs and torso higher and higher until his arms encircled his ankles, showing not only his flexibility but also his manhood encased in pants. That was the last straw of watching, because all of Lien's movements were accompanied by moans. He swayed back and forth slightly, satisfied with his plan.

"Clock now two minutes and..." - before the man could finish his thought, he heard the sound of a bolt opening.

"Ha! Even quicker than I expected!" - smiled the man, for his face could not be seen on the camera.

- What the fuck are you doing here?! This isn't a resort! Hey! You hear me?! - shouted the man as he entered the basement.

Lien sighed and let go of his legs and rolled over on the mattress onto his back. His cheeks were red, his chest heaving from breathing deeply through his mouth, and his eyes glared at the man in the leather jacket like Lien was a short fawn.

- I can see for myself that it's not a resort. At the Resort: three meals a day, a comfortable bed and a hot shower. And most importantly, there's none of this, - Lien said quietly, and at the end he held out his hands to the boy, which had red abrasions on his wrists, while continuing to flap his eyelashes innocently.

The man in front of Raed froze, unable to take his gaze away from his parched lips. Of course, Lien noticed this. He saw that the boy was about the same age as him, but since our hunter was grooming himself, he looked younger.

- P, can I have some water, please? Your sleeping pills are making my throat dry...- Lien continued and the man walked over to him, squatting down in front of him and lifting the captive's bound hands above his head.

- I can... only offer to give you a blowjob. And you'll drink and eat breakfast... - the man mocked, running his hand along Lien's neck and down to his chest.

- Aren't you afraid I'll bite your dick off?" -Raed joked, making the man angry.

A moment later, the man was sitting on Lien's stomach, smiling wryly.

- A smarmy face. I wonder...  Will Wei Xin want you again when he finds out that you were fucked by his rival's subordinates, huh? - He threatened, running his hand under his top.

- How many subordinates? - forgetting the innocent fawn's plan, Lien immediately asked.

- What? - the man asked puzzled.

- I said, how many subordinates are there? Is it only bodyguards or the rest of the staff? I've always wanted to sleep with a gardener. As a prisoner, of course, I can not choose, but can I only those who have a penis not smaller than mine, or at least 17 centimeters? Why are you looking at me like that? Are you smaller? Oh... Okay, I'll discount quantity over quality and lower the bar to 15 centimeters. What? That's not enough? - Lien was being completely honest while looking at the man on top of him, whose mouth was opening more and more with every word he said.

- Hey! Are you kidding me? Let me show you my size in action! - The man finally came to his senses, leaning over and biting Lien's neck as the seated man's hands unzipped the provocateur's fly.

Lien moaned as his victim was rough with him, but Raed didn't resist. With his lips on his chest, the man tore open the thin straps of his top, revealing a heaving chest with two tantalizing nipples, covered with the marks of a stormy night with Wei. Lien looked devilishly sexy now, and no one could resist him.  The man sucked hard on the small bump on her breast, with his hand roughly twisting the other one. A maddening moan escaped Lien's lips just as his pants were being pulled down. The man sat up and couldn't take his eyes off the lacy black lingerie, through which his aroused cock was already peeking out. He reached his hands toward the lingerie to rip it off, but his hand was grabbed.

- Cob, did you buy nine cat lives somewhere on promotion? The boss only said to grab him! - Shouted the other, trying to pull the man off Lien's body.

- You touch him and he'll snap your neck! The boss wants him unharmed,- the boy continued, looking at Lien's beautiful, aroused body, blushing and struggling to control himself.

- Shit! - the man cursed getting up from Raed, and walked out with the psycho go away along with the guy stopping him.

- Hey! And you're going to leave me here like this? Hey! You gotta take responsibility for this and the top! Come back here! - Lien resented being left without sex.

"Damn, I'll have to do it myself again..." - Lien thought to himself as a kid came into the room with a small bottle of water.

- Here you go. Don't provoke them, don't look for trouble if you want to get out of here unharmed, - the boy of about 22 with red cheeks and obviously excited looked at Lien, but tried to control himself.

- Nong... Can I have my purse? - Lien suddenly remembered and smiled sweetly, but the guy only shook his head.

- Can I at least get my lipstick from there? Look, my lips are so dry, I don't want them to get chapped to blood... - begged the hunter and now the boy couldn't take his eyes off the lips of the man in front of him, on which Lien slowly ran his tongue.

- La... Okay... I'll get the lipstick, - the blushing young man barely breathed as he left the basement.

A moment later, the guy returned with the lipstick and silently handed it over and walked out, locking the door.

"So... have fun guys?" - pleased with himself, Raed opened the lipstick, smeared it on his lips and pulled the edge of his swim trunks to the side to free his excited cock.

Running the colorless lipstick over the head of his cock and spiraling down to its base, Lien moaned. Normally, he wasn't so turned on by masturbation, but now, he was sure there were several pairs of eyes watching him.

Putting on the cap, Lien turned the base of the lipstick and the vibrator turned on. The sound of the vibration was loud enough for the dozen or so men in the surveillance room to hear it. Lien drove the buzzing fondant from one nipple to the other while his cock twitched with desire. After half an hour, realizing that somehow it wasn't enough, Lien lowered the vibrator to his ass, putting his feet on the floor and lifting his hips. As soon as his hole felt the vibration, Lien forgot where he was and moaned even louder. If his hands weren't tied, he would have cum by now, fondling his cock. But right now he only had one option, either the vibrator on his body or manual mode on his cock.

***In the surveillance room***

- Damn... now I see why Wei is hiding him... he even jerks off better than he does in porn! - admired the horny guard, rubbing his own cock.

- Until the Boss instructs otherwise, don't touch him! - a loud bass voice sounded from the doorway of the room.

- Yes, Hia. But it's hard to hold back around him. He's so sweet, you want to taste him," Kob resented him, because he'd felt the power of Lien's charm.

- But we can watch, can't we? - Someone in the crowd of boys asked.

- You can look, but you can't touch! - The man continued in a serious tone, and the boys looked at each other and smiled.

A few guys immediately jumped out of the room, heading for the bathroom and the restroom, taking their phones with them, because everyone had access to the cameras for a quick security check.

The man only shook his head, for he was on his rounds and had been told by Dial that Cob had almost fucked a hostage. Walking over to the monitor, Max blushed at what he saw, feeling his body react treacherously to the man in the basement.

Trun Trun Trun Trun

Max flinched, as did the rest of the guys in the room, when he heard the ringtone.

- Yes, Khun Nan, - Max answered the call.

📞- Tell me you caught him? - A low baritone inquired into the receiver of the phone.

- 'Yes, boss. It turned out to be no trouble at all.

📞- Is he conscious? What's he doing? Is he hysterical? - the man asked.

- Yeah, he regained consciousness two hours ago. Uh... he's ... jerking off... - Max wasn't sure it was worth telling his boss, but he was the one he never lied to.

📞- Wait... what is he doing? Does he even realize he's a prisoner? - Nunfa asked uncomprehendingly, because usually kidnap victims are crying, begging to be let go, asking what they did, and this one is... jerking off?

- Ah... Yaaaaahhhh... - a loud seductive moan came through the monitor screen to Nanfha's ears and now he was sure that his security chief wasn't joking.

📞- Check his information. Phone, ID, credit card, - Nan reminded trying to distract himself from the moaning of the pleasant voice.

- That's going to be a problem, boss. All he had in his purse was cash, a pen... (Max paused) lube and a vibrator. I ran his photo through social media, no matches.

- I'll be back in four days. To put the squeeze on Wei, make sure no one fucks him. You understand me? Oh, send me some provocative pictures of Hiro to tease Wei, - Nan warned.

- How provocative, boss? - Max wondered, already thinking of options.

- So that Wei would want to take his wife back and would agree to anything, - Nanfha said that and Max smiled widely, because he already had a picture in his head.

- Somebody take breakfast to this horny guy and untie his hands, I don't think he will try to escape, - Max ordered and everyone looked at Dial who had just entered.

- What? - Dial asked quickly, looking at the standing in the room.

- Take Hiro's breakfast and untie him. Wait...no, I'll take it to him myself, - Max changed his mind and went into the kitchen.

- Max, what do you want, honey? - In the kitchen there was a woman about 45 years old, petite and friendly.

- Auntie Fluff, I need breakfast for a...guest...something simple, - Max asked and the woman immediately took a plate, putting a pad thai in it.

Max took the tray and put the plate and spoon on it, deciding that it would be better not to give the chopsticks, just in case. He went down to the basement and Dial opened the door for him. The closed room was filled with the smell of sex, with a half-naked Lien lying on the mattress. Pants down, from under a small triangle of thongs half aroused cock, semen on his belly, fondant buzzing in his open palm, torn top revealing beautiful breasts with standing nipples, breathing confused, cheeks red, lips parched and the most dangerous in this image - full of wild unbridled lust eyes.

Max swallowed; now he understood why Cob hadn't held back. The man could drive anyone crazy with just a look. Setting the tray on the floor, not far from the door, Max made his way over to Lien, pulling a penknife from his pocket. He was surprised, as the man on the mattress didn't even move, even though he could see the knife in his hand perfectly.

- Could I... at least have a wet towel? But a shower would be ideal, - Lien asked quietly as he continued to stare at the man with the knife.