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“You can talk, can’t you? Or do you just stutter?”
Ryan glared at him. “There’s nothing wrong with me. ”
“Don’t bristle. I’m buying you for fucking, not for conversation. What I mean to say is your price isn’t all that high for a cycle, and you’re very pretty. Why hasn’t someone already snapped you up, as you humans say?”
Ryan fumed a little at the pretty remark, but tried not to show it, though he could feel a hot blush on his cheeks. Sitting down and straightening his back, he glanced up and saw the man smirking a bit at his reaction and shifted uncomfortably on his seat.
The fact was Ryan was a fraud. He wasn’t particularly submissive and never had been. He enjoyed a little kink, yeah, but that didn’t make him a sub. At least not a twenty-four-seven sub like these dominant guys usually liked. Ryan knew almost all of the buyers on this site had strong dominant tendencies, at the very least, and the boys who sold themselves here were usually submissive, like in the extreme. Some were masochists too. Neither of those terms applied to him, and he wasn’t into pain in any way. Hence his extensive list of hard limits.
He needed a place to hide, though, and having a nice, strong man like this Lycan around to take care of you didn’t sound too bad when vicious killers were after you, so when he’d heard about these auctions, it sounded like a good gig to him. A cycle off-planet, in some backwater of the galaxy, might give the people looking for him time to forget him, to write him off. He had to look on this as a role, like in a film. He’d played the submissive before in his porn films and never minded too much. In fact, some of it had been enjoyable, even sexy. He could do this. He raised his eyes to stare back at the handsome face in front of him.
“I don’t know that there’s anything wrong with me, other than the fact that I have certain stipulations about my contract. As you know, I want to be off-world for at least a full cycle, and I have to be anonymous. ”
“I know all that,” he replied impatiently. “What else?What are your hard limits?”
“My…uh…” The words referred to BDSM and limits that subs put on their master’s discipline of them. With the right guy, a little kink might be a lot of fun. With the wrong one, however, and way off-planet in the far reaches of some bumfuck planet, things could get dicey, if he wasn’t very careful. “My, uh, limits. Let’s see, I can furnish a health certificate, and if you can too, then I can do bareback, but not without a certificate. ”
“Okay, go on. ” The man waved his hand in front of him. “Limits, I said. Focus, please. ”
“Okay, well, no pain. No edge play. I don’t like that. A little discomfort is okay. I’ve been with guys who like to spank, or even like to have someone spank them…” Ryan looked up hopefully, but the expression on the handsome man’s face didn’t look exactly promising along that particular line of thought. As a matter of fact, the comment only made him narrow his eyes even more, before twitching his lips, like he was holding back at smile.
He tried again. “So, yeah, a little spanking, like I said. You know, a little kink. But no whips or chains. Nothing extreme. And I really don’t like to be tied down. ”
“No?”
“Oh, no,” Ryan said firmly, shaking his head. “Kind of claustrophobic, I guess. Anyway, uh, no. No bondage. ”
“No bondage?” he repeated, raising one eyebrow, and Ryan thought he might have blown it. “You’d look awfully pretty tied up…”
Ryan felt a twitching in his cock at the words, and shifted again. Why in the hell is that turning me on, damn it?
“Um, no, I don’t want that, sir,” he said. “Oh, and I don’t want to sit at your feet or sleep on the floor. I’m not a dog…” Ryan flushed again and glanced up as he remembered just who he was talking to. “Um, I don’t want to be treated like…a slave. You know, eating from your hand and all that. ” He shook his head emphatically. “No, none of that shit. ”
“Yet you’re selling yourself as a love slave. ”
Another painful flush. Fuck, what was wrong with him? This guy would think he had some kind of condition, for gods’ sake.
“Anything else?” The man almost growled.
“Well, just no body fluids, sir. You know, like enemas or golden showers. Or spitting in my mouth. Gross. ” He made a face again and this time a little smile definitely played around the man’s lips.
“Not much of a sub, are you, little human?”
“Oh yes, sir, I’m all sub, but just not a really…uh…good one, I’m afraid. ”
A genuine smile this time. The man regarded him closely. “A bit of a brat, aren’t you?”
“Oh no, sir. I promise I won’t give you any trouble. I mean, I don’t smart off or anything. Well, hardly ever. ” He squared his shoulders. “I promise to do whatever you tell me. As long as it’s not against my limits, sir. ”
“Your extensive list of limits…”
“Well, yes, sir. ”
“Your list of limits that doesn’t leave much room for you to be a sub at all?” “Um…well, not exactly,sir. ”
The Lycan hesitated a long time, staring at him. Finally he spoke again. “Why, John? Why are you doing this?You obviously don’t have any interest in being a submissive or a love slave. Are you in some kind of trouble? Not in trouble with the police, are you?”
“Oh no, sir. No trouble. I just have my reasons. Nothing that would affect the…uh…performance of my duties,” he replied, lying through his teeth.
