Two for Alex

“Brave boy,” he whispered as he stroked Daniel’s smooth chest and leaned forward to kiss his mouth. Daniel responded ardently, straining forward to kiss him in return. Liam reached down to unsnap the ring. He released Daniel’s bracelets and knelt to unclip the cuffs at his ankles. Daniel’s cock was indeed striped with thin red lines, though the welts didn’t seem to affect his erection—on the contrary, Liam knew they only made it all the harder. Such was the perverse nature of a masochistic submissive, a fact that never ceased to delight Liam. He was the opposite side of Daniel’s coin, deriving a fierce erotic thrill from sensually torturing the man he adored above all else.

He pulled Daniel close, kissing him gently on the lips. Daniel kissed him back, his still erect and no doubt very sore cock mashed between them. They left the room arm in arm, the poor, bound and blindfolded girl in the cage all but forgotten.

~*~

They lay together in each other’s arms on top of the quilts, Liam still in his shorts and shirt, Daniel in nothing but his always-present silver cuffs. “You took your punishment well,” Liam remarked.

“Thank you, Sir,” Daniel said softly. Neither spoke for a time.

Finally, Liam said gently, “What happened back there? I mean, what really happened? Tell me honestly. I’ll understand.” He held his breath, his mind again hurtling toward a negative, dark place where Daniel confessed he’d fallen in love with a woman and it was all over between the two of them.

Daniel didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled away from Liam and sat up against the pillows. “What’s happening now between us?” he asked instead. “I know you, Liam. I’ve hurt you. And in a way I never intended. This isn’t about me stealing an orgasm, is it? It’s about us. You’re asking me about us—about you and me. You’re wondering if I’ve fallen in love with a female I’ve known for three days. You’re questioning every moment of the last few days, wondering what else I’ve kept hidden from you.”

Liam didn’t deny it, though spelled out like that, he had to admit it sounded pretty foolish. Daniel had never once given him cause to question his love, at least not until he’d walked in on the love fest going on in the playroom. “Well, I saw what I saw,” he said lamely.

“You did. Things got out of hand. It was a spontaneous thing. Alex isn’t trained like I am. We’re working on it, but she’s only been here a few days, don’t forget. She wasn’t kidding when she said she was used to getting what she wanted with guys, Dom or otherwise. She’s used to controlling things with her cunt. By not permitting her to come, we’ve withheld the one thing most dear to her sluttish heart. I do think she has potential, really excellent potential as a properly trained submissive, if she wants that. Right now though, she’s still feeling her way. She hasn’t learned to harness her sexual energy and turn it in a different direction. She doesn’t yet appreciate the power of controlling her impulses or the intensity of the experience if she could really give herself over to someone else.

“I tried to help her by suggesting she exercise to work some of it out of her system. I was using the free weights. We had the music going, I had that nice buzz I get from working my muscles. I glanced over at her. She was flushed and sweating, panting, her bare breasts swaying…”

“Bare breasts?” Liam cocked his eyebrow.

Daniel flushed slightly but nodded. “I told her to take her shirt off while she was cycling. I wanted to see her breasts.” He glanced pointedly at Liam. “You did tell me that while we were home alone, she belonged to me. That I could do whatever I wanted. That I was the Master. I took you at your word. If you feel differently now, we should talk about that too. You can reestablish the rules so I understand them better.”

Liam nodded. He wasn’t being fair. “You’re right,” he said. “I said you were in total control. I guess I just didn’t expect—” He cut himself off, not wanting to say it aloud, to bring the image alive with words.

Daniel turned toward him and reached out, stroking his cheek with a compassionate expression on his face. “Liam, please,” he said gently. “Don’t you know me better than that? I love you. You! I don’t just love being your sub boy, I love you! Yes, I fucked the girl,” he went on relentlessly as Liam tried not to wince. “But it was an impulse. She was masturbating against the bike seat and I pulled her off it and set her down on the ground. I demanded to know what she thought she was doing and instead of answering, she pulled off her shorts, gripped me by the neck and pulled me down, begging to be fucked. I didn’t plan it. Imagine it, Liam. A naked, nearly desperate girl, begging you to fuck her, pleading with you. Maybe I’m more het than I realize, I don’t know. I just went with it. The scene turned me on.