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“Now is not that fucking time. Get the belt off.”
Cocking his head, he asked, “Off, Master?”
“Yeah. You can come all you like while that thing’s fucking you, piggy. In fact, I want you to come so much you’ll be careful about ever asking to come again.”
Theo's eyes clouded on that delicate balance between heated and fearful, and he cast them down while he thought that over.
“Get the belt off. Now!”
He scrambled to get the thing off, and when the cock cage fell to the wood floor, I scowled at him. “If that dinged the wood, you’ll be sorry.”
“It’s my floor!”
I’d had enough, but I felt Theo was purposefully pushing it. I removed my wallet, got my debit card out, and threw it next to the cock cage. “There.”
“What’s this for?” he asked after picking it up.
“We’ll take out rent since this is your floor in your house; I should be paying you rent, right? God forbid I freeload off you.”
Tears immediately sprang to his eyes as he handed me the card. “I was just being an ass. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m being an ass when you’ve been lovely to me today.”
“You want a fucking beating.”
Again, he cocked his head and whispered, “No.”
“Yes. You know pushing me will get you punished, and you’ve been pushing a lot today. I think you want to get the fuck beat out of you. You’re starting to get off on the pain.”
He came to me, setting his hands on my chest, fluttering his lashes as he looked up, pretending to be shy. “Maybe.”
“Yeah. My little fuck pig wants some pain. Well, I’ll ensure you’re in plenty of pain. I always want to give my pig what he wants.”
“I don’t like your tone. What do you have in mind?”
“Get down on the bench and do as I fucking tell you, now!”
Finally, he obeyed, but I saw his eyes, face, and skepticism that I wasn’t pulling something sly. I was, so he had every right to wonder, but it didn’t matter a bit. He was mine. He belonged to me.
I got him strapped in and lubed before getting the dildo into place. I didn’t bother starting him slowly with the thing, setting the dial high immediately. He hollered out, and it was sweet music to me. I wanted to hear him complain, and as long as he didn’t yell his safeword, he’d go hoarse complaining.
I’d set the bench close to the linen chair and found a book I’d been dying to read for a month. After I sat, I kicked my feet on Theo, and he complained extra loudly at that. “What is it you’re doing?”
“Footstools don’t speak. Shut the fuck up, pig.”
“Footstools? Hud, I mean, Master, your legs are heavy!”
Ignoring him as much as I could, I read the great thriller I’d found a few months before and had stored it in my suitcase.
It was three chapters into the story before he started on the noises I knew signaled his impending orgasm, and I smiled behind the book, knowing it would be one of many.
Oh, the humming, the moaning, the keening, it was all a chorus of erotic for me, and the book I read had no love interest for the main character or sex at all, but it was like I was reading an erotic novel regardless. I laughed more, rubbed my cock through my pants, and heard him choking on the grunt that came right before he shot a load on his floor.
“Master, please! I’m like really sensitive!”
Without a word, I kept reading. Theo tried several times to get my attention, even smarting off, but he was ignored entirely, which I knew bothered him more than the crack of a whip would have.
I was seven chapters in before he came again, and the panting and complaining he did after was glorious. The sadist in me shined like the sun had lit only on me, leaving the rest of the world in darkness.
Knowing a third climax would be hard without some help, I set my book aside and stared momentarily at the red, flustered man I loved, his ass jiggling nicely from the machine's motion.
