Jack stood very still, his eyes watching Declan like a hawk. Declan moved around him to grab the high back chair and dragged it across the room. Declan set the chair up to face the bed, then gestured toward the bed, telling Jack seriously. "Sit on the bed". Jack knew he should listen, but he found himself shaking his head. Declan sighed lightly, before his voice turned darker as he sternly stated. "I won't ask you again, mongrel". Jack took a shaky breath, stating hesitantly aloud. "You're not my Master. You haven't earned my respect. I don't have to obey you". Declan locked eyes with him for a moment. Jack expected him to lash out or yell. Instead, Declan crossed his arms over his chest, starting to circle him as he stated out rather calmly. "Oh... I see. You really are just a puppy after all". 

Jack shifted uncomfortably as Declan walked around behind him, continuing on. "I think you'll find that code doesn't apply to Master's of my caliber. See... I was a VERY good dog and I made a lot of friends. I made a lot of money". Declan stopped by Jack's side to lock cold eyes with him, before telling him bluntly. "I don't want your respect, Jack. But I will break you down". Jack shot Declan a glare, snapping back. "You think beating me will make me obey? Orson already tried that". Declan rolled his eyes, grumbling out sourly. "Orson was the worst dog I have ever had. Hell, I turned him loose. He wasn't worthy to be anything. If it wasn't for the love I had for his mother, I would have put a bullet in him myself. Orson just couldn't handle the fact that I replaced him". Declan walked to stand in front of him, when his voice suddenly lightened up and he told him. "I go through dogs about every month or so. I break them in for others to buy. In all that time... There has only been two dogs that I have desired above all others".

Declan's eyes narrowed on him, adding honestly. "One was a hot-headed mutt that ran away. A mutt that Orson only kept around... To keep me around. Knowing that I desired him. The other is you". Jack swallowed nervously. Declan was talking about Mark! Declan began to circle around him again, this time much closer, purring out over his shoulders. "Now here is how this is going to work, pup. You're going to obey... Or I'm going to ruin your life without laying a single finger on you". Jack turned to give Declan a curious glance. Declan responded by shrugging and stating out casually. "Confused? How is this for respect. I'll contact the higher ups of Youtube and have your channel removed. That cuts your income, right"? Jack rolled his eyes. Even if he did lose Youtube, he had known that career would only last so long anyway.

Declan shrugged again, telling him mockingly. "Not enough? Alright, I guess after that... I could start cutting your families employment. They don't need to work. I can pay off the bank to take their house, their cars... I could have them framed and put in prison? Or would a mental asylum be more humane"? Jack started to open his mouth, but closed it. He could handle that being done to him, but not his family. That was hitting low. Declan noticed his sudden hesitation and stopped behind him, grabbing Jack's shoulders tightly as he growled out into his ear. "Shall I continue, Jack"? Jack shook his head, feeling so defeated. Declan released his shoulders and pointed to the bed. Jack reluctantly walked over to the bed. His hands shaking a little as he crawled up onto it on all fours.

Declan walked up to the bed, laying his hands on Jack's hips and Jack clawed the silk sheets. He didn't want to be touched by him. Declan pulled his sweatpants down his legs, tossing them to the floor. Jack was almost afraid to move. Was Declan going to hit him? To his slight relief, Declan moved to the foot of the bed to open the toy trunk. He dug around for a minute, before closing the lid and telling Jack firmly. "I want you to sit at the edge of the bed". Jack slowly made his way over to sit cross-legged in front of Declan. What would he make him do? Declan gently reached out to push Jack's shoulder, until he was laying back across the bed. Jack's heart was thundering in his chest. He didn't want to do this. Declan spread his legs apart, telling him in a commanding voice. "Just remember... The pain you'll feel. You brought onto yourself". Jack reluctantly peeked to see what Declan was about to do and regretted it.

Declan was screwing on a cap to a toy that Mark had NEVER used on him. Declan smirked, lowering the toy menacingly slow down his raised inner thigh. Jack was a little thankful that the spikes were made of soft rubber. As the toy stopped at his ass, Declan firmly grabbed one of Jack's legs by the underside of his knee. Jack shifted up onto his elbows, his fingers clawing up handfuls of the silk sheets to hold onto. This was going to hurt... He just knew it. Declan shot him a smirk, telling him smugly. "You've got a lot of fight, Jack. It's one of the reasons why I bought you at the auction. However... Very few of the dogs I've trained can handle the Thorny Dragon Vibrator. Especially, when I don't lube it... but you did try to hit me". Jack's legs tensed up as he pleaded softly. "But... I didn't...". Declan's eyes had a wicked spark to them as he told him. "You still tried. In my days here, that was more than enough reason to be punished. Now clench your jaw and try not to bite your tongue".

Jack started to hyperventilate, but clenched his jaw tightly. Closing his eyes, Jack winced as he felt the spiked dildo push into him mercilessly. Declan wasn't gentle and without lube the damn thing burned as it sank in. Jack's legs tensed tightly and he tried his best to stay quiet. He didn't want to give Declan the satisfaction... but it just was a bit bigger than Mark's girth and the spikes were adding to it. He managed to only groan a little as Declan finished pushing it in. His ass was burning, while the spikes felt strangely good all the way up to his tender prostate. He just wished it was smaller. Declan positioned Jack's feet down on the edge of the bed, stroking his inner thighs as he smugly purred out. "Very nice. Now sit up for me. You've got work to do". Jack didn't think he could sit up. The dildo had filled him almost entirely.

Jack swallowed down his doubts and forced himself to sit up. The dildo spikes moved inside him as he adjusted, causing his breath to hitch. Declan slowly moved back to drape himself in the chair, then commanded him seriously. "Since Mark already got you off... You'll have plenty of time to feel the dragon's wraith, until you can get yourself off again. Start". Jack stared at him confused. Declan shook his head with a smirk, muttering out. "Wow... What does Mark do with you...". Afterward, Declan gestured with his hand what he wanted him to do. Jack cringed with disgust. He didn't even do that with Mark... That was something you did... alone. Declan grinned at him, asking mockingly. "Oh, Are you afraid that you'll like it"? Jack turned his eyes away, listening to Declan add nonchalantly. "Jack, I'm waiting".

Jack closed his eyes, turning his head away as he forced his hand to slide between his legs. If Declan watched him quietly, than there was a chance he could pretend that he was doing this for Mark. Curling his fingers around his shaft, Jack bit his lower lip and tried to start. He wasn't into this. His mind was too muddled. His hand was too stiff. He only got out a stroke or two, when Declan told him in a lighter voice. "Spread your legs a bit wider and relax". Jack reluctantly spread his legs wider, but muttered out distastefully. "You sick fucker". Jack's skin was crawling. He could feel Declan's eyes on him and it was revolting. It was only when he suddenly felt Declan's breath on his neck that he shivered and leaned away. Declan grabbed his jaw tenderly, turning his head toward him. Jack kept his eyes closed tightly.

Declan's breath puffed against his cheek as he whispered to him. "I was just like you once. I think that is why I like you. I look at you and I see the man I once was. So much spirit. So loyal. Yet... So fragile". Jack opened his eyes, finding Declan's eyes staring back at him. Declan's eyes were a poisonous deep green. As he stared he found himself almost mesmerized by them, like staring into the eyes of a poisonous snake. He was afraid to look away and at the same time... didn't want too. If he knew nothing about the kind of man Declan was... he'd see simply a very attractive man. He even smelled nice. Declan's lips drew close to his, but before their lips touched... he pulled away an inch or two. Declan fingers stroked his jawbone, whispering to him softly. "Ты так красива". Jack licked his dry lips, hesitantly asking in a low uncertain voice. "What did you say"? He wasn't sure he wanted to know. He just couldn't help asking him. Declan smirked back, answering sadly. "Maybe one day, I'll tell you. Until then... Let's continue".

Jack inhaled sharply and closed his eyes as Declan's hand touched the hand he had wrapped around his cock. Declan kissed his bare shoulder, making Jack turn his head away as he flinched from the brief contact. Declan then purred close to his ear. "Расслабься и наслаждайся. Это будет хорошо". Jack hated that he couldn't understand him when he talked like that. He hated even more that when he did talk to him like that, that it gave him goosebumps. Declan had a way of making whatever he said in Russian sound... erotically seductive. Jack shook his head slightly in irritation, then growled back at Declan just to see how he liked it. "Is féidir liom é féin a dhéanamh". Jack watched Declan jerk back away from his shoulder with a bright smile. Jack didn't want to smile, but he felt smug enough to snap back. "See? I can play with your head too, fucker".

Declan rested his hands on the edge of the bed, leaning in close to his face to happily tell him. "That is a surprise. And a VERY appealing one". Jack's smile faded away. He wasn't sure if he had made a mistake by talking like that. To Be Continued... 

Translations in order :  "Ты так красива" (Russian) = You're so beautiful.  "Расслабься и наслаждайся. Это будет хорошо" (Russian) = Relax and enjoy. This will be good.  "Is féidir liom é féin a dhéanamh" (Gaelic) = I can do it myself.