It's Fun To Serve The Master [Knight/Adam]

[phantasmalunar]

Adam gritted his teeth as he was pulled along. Well, he probably should have exspected reprocutions for this, but he was quite satisfied with himself. "Master Sir, could you possibly be more gentle on the hair. I might get a bald spot."

[ode]

Knight just snarled and jerked the boy along even harder. Going back into the bedroom, he swept past the bed and clocet to another door that connected to a private chamber for one with a particular interest such as Knight. Whips and flogs lined the wall and clamps and even a little cage was there for the slave.

Knight went for none now and instead pressed the boy face first against the wall, his hands were them pressed above his head and locked therewith shackles that were just high enough to force the slave to his tip toes.

He said nothin more as he went and scanned the wall, trying to calm himself enough to find a suitable instrument.

[phantasmalunar]

Okay, Adam was in trouble. "Master Sir. are you going to punish me?" he asked in a slightly bored tone. Not like he hadn't been beaten by a maste before. He usually just took it unless death or rape became a threat.

[ode]

The slid of the horse whip against the male's back was Adam's only answer.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam almost hissed in pain, but kept it in. A whip, like that was new. He rolled his eyes.

[ode]

If only Adam knew, Knight was showing care. When he was this angry, the force behind some of the things he could weild would tear the boy's flesh away. But he had calmed himself enough to choose the more flimsy of the offered instruments to ensure he didn't hurt the boy over much.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam just impatiently took it. For someone that had actuallly got him to feel that unwanted pleasure for the first time, this master was a wimp according to Adam.

[ode]

When the ship didn't do anything for him, Knight just tossed it against the wall and moved closer to yank those shorts down - he kept the key tucked in his pocket - and bared that ass. Once bared he slap his palm against it, the sting of his own hand against the flesh giving him a satisfaction that the whip could not.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam jerkec. What was that! Was Knight trying to do some kinky for play and continue things from last night or was he reverting back to punishment for a four year old?

[ode]

Knight shook his head, his head filling with thoughts not his own. Bringing his hand up, he popped the man hard enough to leave a bright red hand print behind.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam jerked again. He was getting annoyed.

[ode]

Growling at the lack of response - on top of the fact that he could barley see due to the coffee in his eyes, he stormed from the room and left the boy shackled there. Instructing the A.I. to get him to a medi-box to heal his scalded face and eyes.

[phantasmalunar]

Well, that was anticlimatic, Adam thought before his he looked down to his naked lower body. "Oh, screw you! You get off after a blow job from that jerk and now you're a masochist! Thang sex organs!"

[ode]

Knight emerged from the medi-box healed but that didn't take the anger away. Scalding hot coffee could have scarred him and the little bastard slave didn't seem to care. So Knight refused to care about how long he left the boy in there. In fact, once he headed off to work, he didn't even think about the boy until he finished that afternoon.

[phantasmalunar]

Adam grimaced, the cuffs now cutting into his wrists and making his arms go numb from hanging there. "Maybe the coffee was a bad idea," he mused. He knew it was, but doing such a thing left a satisfying taste in his mouth. If his master succeeded in doing other things, he's just get back. Eventually his master would learn. It seemed like a good idea.