[He's afraid. And delirious with lack of oxygen and pain and arousal, gasping in sharply every time he's allowed to breathe. Being told he won't be killed this time doesn't seem real. His throat is bruised already, breath painful each time he's allowed to take one.

He blacks out for tiny microseconds between when he's allowed air. Not enough to do anything for him but major his consciousness even more scrambled and confused and frantic.

And while he's being fucked like this he cries, wanting to fight it but too battered to move, humiliation burning through him that his body can be forced to respond so even this level of pain is getting him off.]