"Yes, I remember that scene with Connor. It was the last one we did. He left soon after that"
"But Master it was so brutal"
"Connor had a hand in planning most of the scenes we did together. My punishment was never enough for him. He wanted blood but I was never up to it with him"
"So he left because you weren't mean enough?"
"I'm the one who sent him away. He wanted to be a pain slave but I wasn't into that"
"A pain slave? What is that ?"
"You've heard of people cutting themselves. Hurting themselves on purpose?"
Lucian was still naked. Raising his left leg he showed Oliver a very faint scar.
Oliver raised his eyebrows "I saw that a long time ago. It's faded. "
"You knew?"
"Everyone knew, Lucien. Why did you?"
"My brother, Raymond. He was like, my best friend ever. We did everything together. We were going to go to Canada. He said he might have relatives up there, we wanted to find them. Then he was gone. Just gone. "
"I know it must have been very hard. You suffered physical pain to drown out the mental anguish you were feeling "
"I guess. Nobody talked about Raymond for a long time. When I brought him up I was shushed or sent to my room. Nobody would talk about him "
"I'm sure it was very hard on you Lucien. We'll, I have a little news. It's about the second half of our punishment "
Lucien's face switched from somber to frightened. He began wringing his hands.
Chuckling, "No, now, it's good news. "
Lucien sighed with relief. The second half of connors punishment had scared Lucien to death. Hole beating? Ball beating? Fucking crazy dildo? He envisioned the worst. The boy was resolved he would do anything to make his master happy. He promised himself he wouldn't hesitate, he belonged to Master Oliver now and forever.
"Your punishment is over. You did so well on the cageless cage I thought better of any more. But that's not all. "
Lucien couldn't show it but he was doing mental cartwheels and body flips he was so happy.
"I want you to move in with me"
The boys was struck speechless. A dream come true. This is everything he ever wanted.
"Live here with you?"
"Yes Lucien I want you to live with me. "
"Like, here in your house"
Oliver had to chuckle at the sweets boys naïveté . "Yes, and the sooner the better. I'll bet your foster mom wants to keep getting checks because she doesn't get any more for you. . Now that your 18 you can do what you want. "
Lucien was so jittery his body was hopping and his smile was so big it took up his entire face.
"Let's go get your stuff. An old friend is coming to visit and I can't wait to have him meet you"
Lucien was settling into Oliver's spare bedroom. His foster mom, Roxanne , had kissed him goodbye and told him to do as he was told.
An odd request, Lucien thought. But adults are a mystery. A mystery he has no desire to solve.
Oliver's friend is also a master and is bringing his boy with him tonight. He'd never met another submissive, Lucien looked forward to the possibility of making a friend. Tonight was going to be a really good night, Lucien was sure of it. Master said I can sleep with him and his friends can use the spare room, my new room.
Lucien had wanted to decorate a room he called his own for as long as he could remember. Rainbow flags, movie posters, love poems. He felt so good he thought he might try to masturbate without Master Oliver finding out. The decision was to not masturbate, Lucien knew he couldn't lie his master about it. Oliver entered the bedroom, smiling at his naked boy looking and acting so happy with his new living arrangement.
"I have an idea, Lucien, let's celebrate this moment. I bet both of us are a little high with the way things are turning out. You look so beautiful, right now. Happy, smiling, and maybe a little horny?"
Master Ali and his unnamed sub stood in the foyer. Actually, the sub was kneeling. So was Lucien.
Oliver was all smiles seeing his old friend "Ali, you look good! The black eye is gone. I still don't believe your story."
"Ask me if I give a shit, Oliver."
The men shared an embrace.
"Come on in , I've got some cold ones"
The two men sat in the living room and laughed about Ali's black eye. The discussion was full of obvious but humorous lies. It was all Lucien could do not to laugh along with his master.
"Slave, get two beers "
Master Ali's boy quickly got up, went to the kitchen and brought the two men their beers. He then resumed his kneeling position by his master. Head down, hands between thigh and calf.
Lucien was curious how the sub knew where to look. And why the man called him slave instead of by his name. He'll have to ask Master Oliver later. Maybe when they're snuggling in bed. He couldn't help but smile.
"Why's that little shit smiling?" Master Ali was staring directly at Lucien.
"I don't know, Ali. Lucien why are you smiling?"
Lucien knew he had to think quick. Master Ali's voice sounded mean, angry even"
"Lucien, tell us why you're smiling"
"I'm so happy today Master. Today is the happiest day of my life"
Ali's complexion turned dark, his smile was looking more like a sneer .
"I like his mouth when he smiles"
"Thank you, Master"
"Shut up Lucien. Speak when you're spoken to. You know the rule."
"I'm sorry Master....I thought..."
"SHUT UP LUCIEN"
Lucien was petrified. Whenever he heard Oliver yell like that, he knew he was in trouble. Not even when he had made Oliver angry, did he ever seem this mad. The atmosphere in the room changed, it was now negative. Angry.
Lucien noticed the other submissive seemed to be cowering. What was happening? What was happening. Lucien felt scared.
"I really like his smile, Oliver "
Ali's tone was now bland. More relaxed, Lucien guessed.
"Lucien, suck Master Ali's fat ugly cock "
Lucien was frozen in place. He could not move.
"LUCIEN...."
Lucien sprang to master Ali and looked at the man's face, waiting for permission.
"Get busy you worthless piece of shit"
Lucien couldn't understand why Master Oliver was so mad. Or why his master's friend was being so mean. Oliver had never asked him to suck anyone else. Not in all the time they knew each other. Never.
The two men resumed their conversation as if there had been no interruption. Lucien felt Master Ali's hand on his head. Ali was pushing his head down to force more of his cock into the boys mouth. Lucien pulled back when he started to gag.
"Oliver, dear friend, this one is going to be a problem. I thought your teaching methods were better than the result I'm witnessing here"
Ali's voice was now low and business like. He was enjoying this. He enjoyed giving his friend criticism. Evidently the kind that got under Oliver's skin.
""Lucien, I am so disappointed in you. Have you listened to nothing I've told you? You must always do what I say. Quickly and with absolutely no hesitation."
These words broke Lucien's heart, and worse, his concentration. Ali pushed his head hard into his pelvis. And held it there. Lucien was gagging and not able to breathe, not even through his nose. His arms rose and were grabbing at Master Ali's hand.
"Lucien, hands under your knees now!"
Lucien was trying to comply but his survival instincts took over.
"Slave, keep his hands away from me."
Master Ali's slave sprang at the command and held Lucien's hands still, behind his back. Lucien was getting dizzy. He wasn't able to breathe. . He had no strength. He was convinced he was going to die with this beast's cock in his throat. His eyes fluttered, his head felt like it was coming loose.
Ali pulled Lucien up with a strong yank of his hair. Lucien gratefully took a breath, Ali slammed his head back into his groin. This time Lucien felt master Ali start fucking his throat. Tiny breaths through his nose. Gagging. Disappointed his master. Just what he promised himself and Master Oliver he would never do. But what's happening? Why is Master Oliver so different?
"Do him bitch"
Ali's sub pulls Lucien's butt up by roughly poking two fingers into the boy's ass and yanking him up. Once up, the sub wasted no time shoving his dick hard into Lucien's hole. This combined with the ravaging of his throat put Lucien into a limp, almost trancelike state. He could only think that this is a dream. Just a bad dream. Master Oliver was always so kind and tolerant. He's awakened by a vicious slap to the face.
"Slave, get a paddle from my friend's game room, the one with sandpaper on one side "
The slave pulled out of Lucien's ass abruptly and rushed to the dungeon, bringing back the paddle his master requested.
"Lucien, you are going to be spanked. 25 spanks per side. All of which you will call out. ". Master Oliver sounded nonchalant in this pronouncement.
"Slave, do the right butt with the smooth side while you fuck him; I'll do the left with the other side of the paddle.
Lucien had the cock in his throat gagging him, the sub pounding his ass as hard as he can and now we add spanks. That he's supposed to count out. Well it won't be with his mouth.
The first spank was hard on the right cheek. Lucien held up one finger. The men laughed at this. This went on until Master Ali started spanking with the rough side of the paddle. Each spank got a little extra scrubbing with the sandpaper.
Lucien was trying his best to accommodate all these demands. He still wanted nothing more than to please Master Oliver. Ali's cock had started fucking Lucien's mouth in earnest. Each blast into his throat made his body jerk, gagging hard bThe fucking kept getting harder and the slave was changing position or something. I think he was trying not to hit my prostate.
Ali shoved deep into Lucien's now tender and raw throat , he threw his head back and howled as his load shot down the throat. He held until the last moment and withdrew. Lucien was able finally to take several breaths.
"Clean it"
Still stunned and hardly really aware of what's happening, Lucien did his best to lick Ali's dick clean. His energy level so was low. The pounding in his ass kept going "Master, can I cum? Please?"
"Fuck no. Quit and kneel in the corner. " the slave pulled out, scurried to a corner and knelt.
The two men talked casually about the BDSM party at the The Pillory BDSM bar come Saturday. Oliver expressed doubt he'd attend. His sub was new and too inexperienced for that kind of party.
"Fuck that. Reggie and the Lump are on stage Saturday. You can't miss that. I mean, damn Oliver how often does that come to town?"
"I'll think about it. "
Lucien had returned to his kneeling position next to Master Oliver. He began taking inventory of his injuries.
"Hey bro? I got a present for you. "
"You didn't "
"Slave, come here, present to our gracious host"
The boy had his butt in front Oliver in moments.
"You did this for me? A hole beating for me?"
"Well, I knew we were coming over and besides work was fucked up today, I was in a pissy mood.
Oliver gazed at the bludgeoned hole. Not bloody, but close enough. Oliver can take care of that. He dropped his pants and began stroking his half hardon into the weapon he loves to shove in wrecked holes. Knowing the hole is dry, not having been lubed , no lube inside. Perfect. He moved into position.
"Slave, make a sound and I'll pull out another tooth"
"Damn Ali "
"Touched my cock with his teeth once. Taught him a lesson. Pulled out a big molar, I think. Then fucked that mouth for the rest of the day."
Both men laughed at Ali's comment.
Lucien watched while tears rolled down his cheeks with soft muted sobs. He couldn't understand what happened. Why did Master Oliver change when his friend got here? How could his master put him through this. His butt hurt worse than any spanking he'd ever been given. One side feels it's on fire, the other like a hundred fires.
Oliver was power fucking the slaves dry hole. After way too long, Lucien thought, Oliver had his orgasm, . but it was anti-climactic.
"Sloppy" was all he said.
Ali picked up his slaves leash and began pulling him down the hall.
"Hands and knees "
The slave dropped and trotted on all fours after his master, head hanging low.
The bedroom door closed. Oliver turned to Lucien and with one hand wrapped around his neck lifted his boy to tiptoes. Saying nothing, still holding on to the boy's throat they headed to the play room.
"Position four"
Lucien stood at attention.
"Bring me that red box" Oliver was pointing to a box on the tool bench. Once the master had it , he considered it for a moment then removed an odd looking device with a plug attached.
"This is total chastity, well, sort off"
Oliver pushed the head of Lucien's dick inward until all that could be seen was flesh and the slit . He attached and locked the metal device then spun Lucien around and bent him over.
"Spread 'em "
Lucien reached around and pulled his two bright red cheeks as wide apart as he could. Oliver then spat in the hole.
"Over the bench, arms under your chest"
Lucien was now spread eagle and bent over for Oliver to examine. Putting the plug right up to the boy's asshole, Oliver started twisting and jamming the plug into the tiny hole. Lucien stood silent but was silently screaming. It took a good five minutes to force the plug in. Lucien couldn't help his uncontrollable sobbing.
Turning Lucien again he pulled a sensory deprivation hood over the boy's head. A hood with a two inch penis gag. Oliver snapped the blindfold shut and attached the Velcro gag flap.
"The plug is a vibrator. Supposed to be the most powerful. I guess we'll find out"
Dragging Lucien by the leash, the boy stumbled behind his master. Oliver stopped at the door to the utility closet and pushed Lucien in, then pushed him to the floor. Cuffing his wrists behind him, Oliver locked Lucien to a metal shelf.
"Two days, Lucien . If there's any piss on the floor you're licking it up"
Oliver exited the closet and shut the door.
Lucien hadn't stopped crying. He kept wondering how could his master change like that? He was trying to wrap his head around the wonderful morning. Moving in with the only person who had been a friend. It was a dream come true. Oliver had wanted to christen the event by having sex right there on his new bed. It was gentle and romantic. But what happened? Did his actions cause this? What did he do? What could he possibly have done?
The door reopened and a bundle fell to the floor next to Lucien. He heard the bundle grunt.
