Mark savored the kiss.  Claiming Jack's soft lips tenderly.  He could taste traces of the hot sauce lingering on his tongue.  Curling his fingers up along the side of Jack's neck, he kept Jack locked into the kiss.  When he had decided the kiss had gone on long enough, he pulled away slowly allowing his wicked grin to return.  He could only imagine how hard it had been for Jack to call him 'Daddy'.  The guy had a stubborn will.  Although, it was a show that Jack was warming up to the idea.  Sliding his fingers along Jack's skin, he took his earlobe between his finger and thumb.  Gently rubbing his thumb in playful circles around the pierced flesh.  Sighing lightly, Mark told him in an undertone.  "I'll let you sleep on it to recharge. Maybe in the morning you'll feel more inclined to say it".  Jack huffed sarcastically, telling him.  "I offered to call you something just as good. That's it, or nothing".  Mark let his hand fall away from Jack's ear, replying unfazed as he started to move for the door.  "It's a start". 

Jack rolled his eyes as Mark casually made his way to the stairs.  Following close behind, Jack shot out at him a little sourly.  "Ugh...that hot sauce is still making my throat burn. Did you have to use it like that"?  Mark stopped at the base of the stairs, bracing his hand against the adjacent wall, adding smugly.  "I didn't have to. I wanted to. Now where do you think you are going"?  Jack narrowed defensive eyes on Mark, telling him seriously.  "I'm going to bed, Mark".  Mark just shook his head with an expression that Jack couldn't decipher.  Groaning softly, Jack tried to duck under his arm, only to once again find his way blocked as Mark's arm slid down the wall.  Straightening back up, Jack asked him a little bitter.  "What are you doing? Let me pass".  Mark lifted his free hand to point toward the bed in the room, saying seriously.  "Go to bed. I'll be back in the morning".  It took Jack a second or two to process what Mark was implying.  Then when it hit him, Jack's voice semi-cracked from the sudden strain it had been put through today.  "What? You can't be serious. I'm not sleeping down here"! 

Mark cupped a warm comforting hand to his cheek, his voice dripping with honey when he whispered in a deep voice.  "Rules are rules, Jackaboy. I told you that if you entered, you wouldn't be allowed to leave without saying it. So..."?  Jack knocked Mark's hand away from him, spitting back sourly.  "I'm NEVER going to say it"!  Mark simply shrugged, muttering to himself.  "Then I guess you'll be down here forever".  Jack waited for Mark to turn just enough, before he made a break for it!  He had made it halfway up the steps, before Mark even knew what he had done.  He'd presented an opening.  He felt Mark's fingers dig into his bare thighs trying to pull him back, but he couldn't get a good grip on him.  It paid to be slim framed.  He made it to the door and quickly flung it open.  FREEDOM!  All he had to do was get to the guest bedroom and lock the door.  Racing straight across the hall, Jack fumbled to open the door as Mark yelled out.  "GET HIM"!  Jack only saw a flash of golden fur out of the corner of his eye, before he was tackled to the floor!

Mark had stumbled on the stairs trying to keep ahold of Jack, but all the loud commotion had drawn Chica to the scene.  Her tail wagged in excitement upon seeing them all riled up.  So, he pointed to Jack and ushered a desperate hopeful command.  To his own surprise, Chica happily took off after Jack.  Playfully tackling him to the ground and nipping him as he struggled to get away.  Mark quickly raced up the rest of the stairs, grabbing one of Jack's wrists and dragging him upright.  Jack twisted and squirmed hard in an effort to get away.  His voice breaking more prominently as he yelled out.  "Not fair using the dog, Mark! Let me go! I won"!  Mark resorted to hefting Jack back over his shoulder, taking him back down into the dungeon as he answered a bit strained from trying to keep his hold on him.  "You didn't win anything, except more discipline"!  Mark took him back to the bed, crawling onto it before dropping a struggling Jack.  It took some force to cuff Jack's wrists back to the posts.  Jack even resorted to biting, but Mark could tolerate that.  Jack wasn't really trying to hurt him after all.  Just trying to rattle him enough to wiggle away. 

When Jack was firmly cuffed into place, Mark told him a little breathlessly.  "I don't know where you get the energy, Jack... but I think I'm going to do something special for your punishment.  I wasn't sure you could handle it... but I guess we will find out".  Mark slipped off the bed, almost tripping over Chica as he headed off to grab a few things hanging on the walls.  Bringing them to his cart, Mark picked up a stainless steel collar that had two chains hanging off its ring and at the ends; two rubber nipple clamps.  Attaching the collar around Jack's neck, Mark softly told him.  "Since I can't leave you unpunished for that stunt. Consider this a warm up for tomorrow".  Jack swallowed hard, but stayed defiantly silent.  Mark picked up the  nipple clamps and smirked.  Jack was being a pain in his ass, but Jack was getting his kicks from it.  If his hard nipples and semi-hard on was any indication.  Attaching the clamps, Mark decided to add a cock cage as well.  Jack shifted nervously when he saw it, asking softly.  "What does that do"?  Mark unlocked it with a small key, slipping in over Jack's softening cock as he told him comfortingly.  "Keeps you flaccid. Don't want you to have any fun without me".  Locking it up with the small key, Mark stared at Jack out of the corner of his eye, adding smugly.  "I think you need two more things before I go".  Mark took the blindfold off the cart and slipped it tenderly over Jack's stunning blue eyes.  Then snatched the last item off the cart.  Sucking on it himself, he made sure all the hot sauce was removed. 

Jack took a deep breath.  Whatever the last item was, Jack told himself that he could handle it.  It was tomorrow that worried him.  There were toys in this dungeon that he didn't know anything about.  He trusted Mark not to seriously hurt him, but Mark did like to surprise him.  Something soft brushed against his lips and he relaxed.  He recognized the taste of Mark's lips.  Mark's kisses alone could arouse him.  Fortunately though, the cock cage was doing its job.  Jack didn't want to stop kissing, but Mark pulled away.  Replacing Mark's lips was something soft and he made the mistake of playfully kissing it.  Before he had realized what it was, Mark slipped in into his mouth.  The damn cock gag was back!  Jack struggled a bit as Mark set it firmly in place.  All the while, telling him playfully.  "Pleasant dreams, Jack.  We start early tomorrow. I wanna see if I can break that stubborn pride of yours".  To Be Continued...