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I did as he ordered, my hands gripping the rough concrete as he came around behind me, whistled under his breath, and checked the plug he’d stuck in my ass as my “reward” for one of my first questions. I thought it’d been whether I liked cats or dogs better. I wasn’t sure what he’d have done if I’d said cats. Maybe a prostate massager instead. He had one of those sitting out too.

“Do you think this hole deserves Sir’s cum?”

“No, Sir,” I whispered, yearning to put my head down into the wet pool of piss beneath me and stick my ass up in the air to make it easier for him. Instead, I stayed still, wondering what he planned to do next.

“I have a surprise for you,” he said with so much sadism in his tone that my heart thumped hard, and a new rush of adrenaline hit my bloodstream. I started to shake, and I knew he saw because he laughed. “Let’s get this out.”

He pulled the plug out with no real care, and I yelped as it exited me, leaving me feeling empty and raw.

“Now,” he said, and even without looking around I could hear that he was working something out of his back jeans pocket and then unwrapping it from plastic. He dropped a ball of plastic wrap by my head. “Let’s see what you think about this.”

I moaned as something cold and tingly slid into my hole, a flared base catching the edge of my clenching rim.

“What is it, Sir?” I gasped.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

I felt the tingling grow, and when Sir walked around to the front of me again, using his hand on my chin to pull me back up to kneeling, I began to understand. The prickling grew to stinging, and the more I clenched down on whatever was in my ass, the more it burned.

“Do you feel it?” Sir asked.

I nodded.

“Is it good or bad?”

“Both, Sir.”

He brushed a hand through my piss-wet hair, peered into my eyes, and then, with that same self-satisfied smirk, he undid the clamp on my right nipple. I grunted, my entire body clenching at the pain and the burning in my ass intensified, adding to the burn in my chest, going deep into the muscle. I felt like I was on fire from chest to hole and back again. Tears came to my eyes, and Sir’s smile grew more delighted.

“That’s good, baby,” he whispered.

I gulped and blinked at him, a reply coming to mind that I was shy about using. He saw it, though.

“Tell me,” he ordered. “Do you need to use your safe word?”

He sounded genuinely concerned, so I shook my head, and whispered, “No, Daddy.”

He paused. “Mitchell, I’m going to stop for a moment, but I promise we can come back to the scene. Ready? We’re stopped now.”

I blinked at him, tears coming to my eyes again with the burn from the thing in my ass. “Yes, Luke?” I tried out his name. I’d never said it to his face, though I was saying it all the time in mymind these days. Luke this, Luke that. Luke, Luke, Luke. He was all I thought about anymore. I was failing at school and going to die, but at least there was Luke and his basement, and this look in his eyes that meant he cared.

“Do you want to call me Daddy during today’s play?”

I gulped. “Yes.”

“And can I call myself Daddy? Or is this just something for you? Either answer is okay.”

“You can too,” I said, my voice shaking. “I’ve been thinking it over, and I’m ready to try it.”

He touched my hair, stroking through it gently. “In the future, let’s talk about these possibilities before we’re in the scene. I don’t mind stopping whenever to clarify like I did just now. I’m not angry or upset. But if you’ve been thinking about it, then in the future, let’s talk about that kind of thing in advance.”

“Okay, Luke.”

His lips quirked. “Good boy, Minty.”

I quivered.

“Are you ready to go back to the scene?”

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