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“I know, Sir! I’m…” It was a struggle to take that big thing, but I wasn’t hurting overly much, and he wasn’t ramming it in, tearing me up. He was moving slowly, letting me adjust inch by inch. “I’m okay, Sir!”
Noah clapped his hand down on my ass and then squeezed so hard, I know it would leave a glorious bruise that I could admire with my two mirrors.
The dildo kept moving into me, and I bared down to take it, but once it was in, I got to breathe again, and I did, moaning as the air came from my lungs. “Sir,” I said in a whisper.
“Yes, boy, it’s big. You can take it. You can take a lot. You’re so strong, Eli. I don’t tell you this enough, but you make me very proud.”
I wanted to cry. There were few times in my life I felt pride coming from someone, and to know that Noah had that for me, it meant a lot more than I realized. “Thank you, Sir.”
Before I could say more, the harness was placed on my head and the bit lodged between my teeth. But there was something else, something I was getting used to, but still had no clue why we used it.
The bracelet with the bell was around my wrist before my arm was brought behind my back. The other arm followed, and my wrists were bound with some of the nylon rope we’d bought that first trip to the city.
I loved handcuffs and leather cuffs too, but the rope felt different. For me, maybe it was the fact I wasn’t used to it, but it felt dirtier to me.
After I was trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey—Noah’s words—he fucked me with the dildo. No, he didn’t go wild at first, taking it slow, adding lube again and again as it slid out and then back into me. I felt it like it was an arm, though I knew, in reality, it was nowhere near as big around as Noah’s arm. That threat still loomed for me, having him fist me.
The bell made a little noise when he fucked me a little faster. The gentle tinging of it sounded with the beat of the thrusts. Hearing it, feeling the dildo, my dick hard and dripping pre-cum, it was already sending me into another world, but then, my beautiful Dom added some pain to it.
After he pushed the dildo in as far as it would go, he started bringing down a leather strap on the left cheek of my ass. At first, it was a smack, hardly a sting at all, but he was just getting warm. After a minute or so, they were coming down hard, and the dildo was being moved again, too.
Of course, I knew this wasn’t the entire scene. There was no way it was that tame, not when we’d been denied my training for those days and nights. I was right, but I had no idea how right I was.
The dildo was withdrawn from my ass and thrown unceremoniously next to my face on the table. “Enough cock for you, slut. You’re gonna just take my cum for the next few days.”
Noah rose and helped me to my feet, then turned me to face him.
“Do you care much about this shirt?”
I looked down at the plain black t-shirt and shook my head.
“Is that a no?” As my eyes rolled back in my head, he chuckled. “That’s what I thought.”
He took out his pocketknife and pulled the bottom of the shirt from my belly. “Don’t move. I don’t want to cut you.”
I didn’t move a muscle, and in fact, didn’t take a breath. He started the tear at the bottom with the knife, then ripped the rest until it hung from my shoulders, open from the collar to the hem at the bottom.
I started getting felt up from Noah, his coarse hands gripping my pecs, grabbing me around the waist, slapping my chest, then my abs. “Fucking beautiful slut, you are. Jesus, you are hot. I’m gonna ugly you up a little. You think this is all I want, is your pretty-boy looks? I’ll show you how much I want you when you’re not so pretty.”
I didn’t know what he meant, but he’d already covered my face, so I wondered how covered I’d be.
He faced me so my back was to the couch, then he pushed me down on it, getting off my boots and pants quickly. Staring at my hard cock, he clucked his tongue at me. “You think because the cage is off, I’ll allow that pretty dick to get hard?”
I shook my head, but he wasn’t paying attention. He slapped my dick, making me double over, bringing my head from the couch.
He pushed me easily back. “Don’t you fucking move, boy.”
In the wake of it all, I was leaking more pre-cum, panting around the bit, drooling over it and down my chin, and the smell in the room was thick with sex. Everything was making me crazy with need, but I had to be patient.
My needs were not important. Noah needed to train me to be a good submissive, to find a way to settle myself, to take what I get from the pain and bring that into the rest of my life. It was his way of helping me, and besides the therapy he was insisting I get, he only wanted the best for me.
And, well, he got off on it too. That was fine by me.
A marker was taken from Noah’s back pocket, and he took the top off it. It was one of those we used to sniff as kids and get in trouble from teachers. The kind that if you marked yourself with it, it took three showers to wash away.
My eyes must have gotten wide, because Noah laughed maniacally when he looked up at me. “Yeah, I’m gonna mark you in a whole new way. Safeword or deal with it.”
There was no way I’d safeword over something like that. Besides, my curiosity was nagging.
