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“Dirty little fucker, better remember to always stand up straight for me unless I tell you different.”
Tears ran liberally down my cheeks, but when he let go of my balls, it almost hurt more as the blood rushed back. I coughed around the bit, trying to suck in more air, and I heard myself whimpering loudly.
“Shh, now. Don’t scare the cows. Wouldn’t you be a sight? Running from them in just your shoes, tail and chaps?”
He was taking far too much enjoyment from it, but that was good to see.
As we drove back to the ranch after the cattle were cared for, he stroked my hair again. “Seeing you there was sexy as all hell. Might just take a lawn chair next time and just stared at you, tied to a hitchin’ post by the pole barn. Yup, just hit near the top of my favorite sights.”
I laughed and moved to where I could better look up at him, seeing him grinning widely.
“Almost home.”
Once we were back in the yard, I was helped from the truck and taken for a walk around the ranch. He was training me to walk heel, something I’d never done. He was good at finding those things that had eluded me all those years of hanging out in clubs. Of course, I’d never had a Dom long enough to train properly, except for Harvey, but he wasn’t interested in training me.
I walked tall, chest out, head held high, knowing I could be seen, but I’d come to not care. This was us, our life, Noah’s ranch. If someone saw, it was their own fault for looking.
He did minor chores that day, nothing too strenuous until lunch, and in the kitchen, he had me kneeling on the floor next to the stool where he sat and ate a sandwich. I wasn’t offered so much as a bite.
The terra cotta tiles of the floor were hard as anywhere I’d ever kneeled, but the leather of the chaps helped. I wouldn’t fidget a bit. I was set on that. I wanted him to see me settled, and I felt that way. It was like living in a mild, peaceful subspace.
I was patted on the head and my nipples were pinched, but other than that, Noah ignored me, expecting my compliance without excessive prodding or reminding.
My hands each clasped the opposite wrists, and I stared straight at the wood under the island counter. When he was finished eating, he left me where I was so he could wash his plate and cup, and then came around to me to take the bit from my mouth.
My jaw ached terribly, and I moved it around to loosen it as much as possible with the harness. Noah said, “Get that jaw worked some, so you can drink some water. Can’t have you dehydrated before I’m done using you.”
Damn… when he said things like that. For anyone else, it wouldn’t make an impact, but that low, sex voice…
He handed me a tall glass of water and I downed it, asking for more. He gave me more and watched me drink. I handed the glass back, thankful to not have a desert for a tongue any longer, and he grabbed my reins the second he set the glass on the counter.
“Up, boy,” he said. When I was on my feet, he led me to the living room, where he sat on the couch after unfastening his belt and pants.
He pulled out his half-rigid cock and snapped his fingers. “I need head. You need lunch. Match made in heaven.”
I smiled at him and whispered, “I’d love to, Sir.”
That lunch was the best I’d had at the ranch. Noah sat back and watched as I worked his dick with my mouth and hands, caressing his balls in the exact opposite of the way he’d handled mine by the barn.
That was his right, his duty, as my Dom. As it was my duty and my right to make him hard in seconds, then take a little longer to please him until he shot his hot, delicious load into my mouth and throat, holding my head until I swallowed every drop. When he let my head go, I moved back, licking my lips to show him how much I loved my lunch.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Shhh. No talking. I’m appreciating my boy.”
I shined from inside me somewhere and he saw it.
“You like being my pretty boy, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I felt myself shaking, and I wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t nerves, anxiety or the like, but Noah must have thought the same. “You okay?”
“I’m… happier than ever, so,” I started as I looked down at my hands. They were shaking too, and then it came to me. “I’m just scared it’s going to end.”
“Not possible,” he said, dismissing the thought completely. He moved forward on the couch, taking my face gently into both hands. His eyes were locked with mine, and they swam with the devotion he had for me, too. “When I give my word, it’s something I don’t take back easily. Not to bring up the past, but do you really think I’d have stayed with Dale one second longer than the one after I caught him cheating if I didn’t give things my all?”
“No, Sir,” I croaked. My eyes couldn’t even blink, not willing to miss a second of Noah.
