My Fair Master ((Gamma & Jiri))

[praiseofblood]

His goal achieved, Gamma stepped from the platform, leaving the toys to be taken off and sterilized. He slunk off into the dark club to handle a call before going to find the boy.

[ode]

Jiri was drinking a cherry martini at the bar, still standing, inable to sit. His thonged ass attracting the attention and rubs of many men in passing.

[praiseofblood]

Gamma slid behind the male, a large hand tracing the line of whip marks on his back. "Do you wish to continue?" he asked.

[ode]

Jiri shivered at that voice, so deep and velvety. Setting his drink on the counter, he leaned back into the touch. "Yes, Sir. If I may, my home is two blocks over. I would be pleased to show it to the Master, Sir."

[praiseofblood]

Gamma nodded. "Show me." he said as he looked at the boy.

[ode]

Jiri did, stopping only to get his jacket from the check-in, he led the man down the way to his suite on the top floor. Directing him past the antique living room furniture, he led him to his bedroom which took up half the suit itself as it house so many bits of BDSM equipment - x-cross, swings, restraints, spankting table, etc. Once inside, he threw off his jacket and went and kneeled in the middle of the floor.

[praiseofblood]

Just like that Gamma was instantly hard. He went to the table and looked at it, grabbing up an anal plug. He smirked, the grin darkly erotic on his face. "Get up and come here." he said to the male.

[ode]

Jiri immediately did so, moving to stand in front of the man, staring up at the black leather mask the man wore as he awaited further instructions.

[praiseofblood]

Gamma took the male's arm and pulled him to the swings, bending him over and tying his hands behind his back. He tied a leg out to the left, wide, baring him so he stood on one leg. "You will not speak unless I tell you to. You will not move, you will not grunt, or whine. Your voicebox is nonexistent. Your body is mine until I tell you otherwise. Understand?" Gamma growled.

[ode]

Jiri nodded. His cock straining.

[praiseofblood]

Gamma went and grabbed the ass plug and a tube of lube, greasing his fingers and slicking them over the male's ass. He placed the lube and plug on a nearby table and returned to the boy. He dipped two of them inside as he slid his other hand down the boy's gorgeous body.

[ode]

Jiri had no voicebox so said nothing and moved not at all save squeezing his eyes shut in pleasure.

[praiseofblood]

Gamma drew his nails up the male's leg, close to his cock and around it before thrusting his fingers inside of the male and curling them.

[ode]

Jiri's mouth dropped open but not a sound came out. Stars, he wanted this man so bad.

[praiseofblood]

Gamma slid another finger inside the male, scissoring them and curling them before withdrawing them. "Do you like that, boy?" he questioned, moveing to get the plug and lube it.