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“Sure, you can. Maybe not with money, but with toys.”
Another hard sniff from him made me get up and get the tissue from the nightstand, throwing it to him. He barely caught it but took a tissue and finally blew his nose. In between blows, he whispered, “What kinds of toys?”
“That’s the surprise.”
“In that box? It’s big. What did you get?”
His anger was forgotten for the moment, giving way to his curiosity. “Oh, something fun. For me, anyway. I bought quite a bit, then sent away for more because the club was opening soon. Come on. You stay here, clean up, and I’ll call you when it’s ready.”
“That’s why you sent me to do the pigs. Why were you and Ryan coming then?”
“To help. I didn’t realize you and Brett figured on the weather getting bad, so we wanted to help get things shut down and warmed.”
“I’m not stupid, Hudson.”
No one called me Hudson. Not even my mother who’d named me. “Master, you little fuck. Now, go shower and get ready for a hell of a night. Now!”
He jumped and ran, his little ass jiggling as he did, and I patted myself on the back for it.
Ryan had a crowbar in his hand that he gave to me. “You do the honors. I’m as fucking curious as Brett and Theo.”
I looked over to see Brett peeking out of the kitchen again. “I doubt that,” he drawled.
I got the top of the crate open, and there were a few small flat boxes on top that I knew were likely the clothing I’d purchased. I set them aside and then saw the rest of it was covered in straw. “Brett, get me a trash bag, please?”
He rushed to do it, hanging out in the doorway to glimpse the surprise, and he smirked as Ryan ruffled his hair. “Fucker.”
“I can’t help it! I’m dying to know.”
Theo was at the top of the stairs. “He saw! Can I?”
“He hasn’t seen shit, Theo. Get back in the bedroom before you get your first real punishment.”
Mumbling cuss words, he did as he was told.
“That mouth, he’s gonna get in trouble,” Ryan said.
“You’re right.”
We got the bench out of the crate, and it was heavy, solid metal, with holes where the straps would be placed. Then, on the other side was the actual machine, but I left that in place in the crate for a while longer.
Brett came to look and said, “Spanking bench?”
“Not quite, but it has a dual purpose, sure. I’m going to use it for a lot.”
Ryan chuckled darkly. “I bet.”
It was a bench with two long wooden boards on the bottom, then there were places for straps on the tops and bottoms of the boards. The rest was metal, except for the padding, which was fake leather and very cushioned, which I was assured about since I planned on Theo being strapped to it for long periods.
Once such padding was over, the roller would be under Theo’s stomach, next to his hips, so his ass would be forced high in the air. There was also padding where his forearms, knees, and shins would be as they were strapped to the bench.
“Okay, what is the other thing in that crate?” Ryan asked, laughing. “Now I’m dying to know.”
“Help me take it out, and you’ll see.”
He got on one side, me the other, and we pulled out the strange-looking machine together. There was a small motor, an arm with a threaded bolt on the end, and a wheel to keep the arm in motion.
“A fucking machine,” Brett whispered. “Holy shit.”
