I grinned. “That’s just how you interpret it.”
“…happy to welcome little Jordan up on the stage with me.”
Damn. I withdrew my hand and sat up straighter, ready to watch Nathan and Jordan.
“Goddammit,” James cursed under his breath. “Didn’t take you for a tease, boss.”
I scratched my nose. “How have I teased you? I don’t even know what you want. You don’t say much.”
He shut his trap.
Yeah, he could mull that over, ’cause I wasn’t giving him what he wanted until he got down on his knees and begged for it.
Nathan Riley
Jordan looked equal parts nervous and excited as he joined me on the low podium.
“Do I get undressed now?” he asked.
“Only if you’re comfortable,” I replied. “I can tie you up in those jeans too.”
He hesitated for a beat, thinking about it, then shook his head and started unbuttoning his jeans.
I faced the audience to give him a semblance of privacy from the attention. “What I’m going to demonstrate on Jordan today is a combined Server’s Hand and a waist harness. For those of you who are new to bondage, just picture a caterer holding a big serving tray at shoulder height.” I showed the pose myself too. “Hand open like this, palm up, fingers pointing back, elbow at your side. In short, I’ll tie him in this position so he can’t move. I will also fix his elbow into place and integrate the Server’s tie with the harness.” But more on that later. “I’ve opted to do the harness first. Can anyone tell me why?”
One of the new boys raised his hand. “Because it’s more fun to do?”
“Because it requires more rope?” someone else guessed.
“I think it’s because the harness sounds more complicated, and you wanna get that out of the way.”
I waited to see if anybody else had a guess before I answered. “It’s about timing. Ropework takes time, usually more than you anticipate. It’s why we start off easy and why I recommend you time yourselves. Not to see who can work the fastest, but so you get an idea of how much time will actually fly by. And that’s important to know because it’s the rope bottom who has to stand in the same position throughout the session.” I paused and grabbed a bundle of rope again. “The ties I’m doing today are simple ones—the Server doesn’t take more than a few minutes. But Jordan’s hand will still be in a potentially uncomfortable position, so I’m choosing to do the harness first to minimize the discomfort.” I gestured for Jordan to stand in front of me.
Sweet Jesus, did he have a nice body. To be in my twenties again…
I wasn’t sure he had a single hair on him. Maybe some light fuzz on his legs, but that was about it. Did he get it removed regularly, or was he just…like that?
You didn’t want hair in the way in bondage, unless it was part of the pain, so I was getting increasingly excited about tying him up. Wonderful posture on him too. He was slender but not lanky. He had lean muscles, smooth-looking skin, and the cutest little ass.
Those briefs were cute too, as promised. Tight and pastel blue with yellow ducks on them.
My mouth twitched. “Now…if I get the opportunity to play with Jordan more in the future, maybe we’ll explore predicament bondage together. In which case, we will prioritize the uncomfortable ties.”
He peered up at me over his shoulder. “I’m too adorable for you to want me in pain, Sir.”
I let out a laugh and planted my hands on his shoulders, with the rope trapped in between. “Is that what you think?”
“Well, it’s what I hope,” he admitted.
I smiled. “You’re definitely adorable. I’ll give you that. But I don’t mind seeing adorable boys cry.”
Like most brats, Jordan aced the yikes-face.
“One more thing,” I said. “Are you okay with me touching you intimately? The harness will go between your legs. If not, don’t worry, I’ll go with a hip harness instead.”
He shook his head quickly. “The more intimate, the better, as I always say. Sexualize me all day long, Sir.”
Fuck, he was funny too. Several of the members in the audience chuckled or cheered.
