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Theo looked to me for help, which he wasn’t getting, so he huffed and moaned as he did what Ryan told him. “There,” he said as he was on all fours on the floor near me.
Ryan got his plate from the table and set it before him. “Eat.”
Theo looked up at him, then at me, and waited for me to tell Ryan something. I did. “Thanks, Ryan.”
“You’re welcome.”
Theo’s jaw hung, and I said, “Better eat before it gets cold.”
“Both of you, monsters.”
Ryan chewed and swallowed before he mentioned, “His mouth….”
“Yes. I agree. Theo’s entirely too vocal. The ball gag isn’t as practical but I like the thought.”
“No, I agree, his jaw would hurt badly when you needed to use his mouth…”
Theo was sneaking with picking up pieces of sausage with his fingers, so I moved my hand to slap his ass. He jumped, dropped the sausage, and grumbled more.
Brett was laughing, letting Ryan catch him. “That’s one, Brett.”
“Yes, Master.”
“One?”
“Brett and I do degrees of punishment. One is the least pain, and ten is the most. He gets marked up through the days, then takes whatever punishment he deserves at the end of the day.”
I sat back as I chewed my food, smiling.
“No way! I’ll have the twenties every day!”
“Maybe you should learn to fucking behave,” Ryan threw at him, then returned to his food.
“I like that, Ryan. That’s a great system.”
“It worked at the dungeon. And then, fiveis[t2]the highest we’ve ever gone, and Theo should remember that, as he got tens at least once a week, he was there.”
“Oh? And what were his punishments?”
“They varied. Sometimes he’d go without supper, which is a big one, as remarkable as the chefs are. Others, he’d be taken off sex for three days. No sex at all.”
“Hud,” Theo whined.
“I think we’ll implement that, Ryan. Then, we’ll start tomorrow, so you can have a fresh go of it, but if you keep pissing me off tonight, that will change quickly.”
“Yes, Master,” he grumbled.
Ryan winked at me, and we finished eating in relative silence. Brett got the plates from the table, and I allowed Theo to his feet to help him with the cleanup. Ryan and I went to the living room, Ryan stoking the fire as I sat and sighed, “This is…a trip.”
“What all did you do in scenes? That might help if you channel that.”
“Hmm. Well, I would go over limits with the guy, then take him to a room or home, and I’d tie him up, and depending on his pain level needs, tickle and pickle him or beat him senseless and fuck him that way too.”
“A man after my own heart. I got pretty rough, but I found men who liked that. I wasn’t much for the tickle.”
“Me either, but I would if that were all I could find. Most guys like that avoided me, fearing I’d beat them to death. Our size…”
“Yes. It can cause issues. Even a lot of the slaves at the dungeon, when they were new, looked at me and started shaking. Brett would have to take them and explain things.”
