Anthony, Fri Jan 23rd 2015

The way back to Ethan's apartment is very silent, a bit like the last time we went back from le Louvres to his place. I have nothing against reenacting what we did this time! I'm slowly smoking my cigarette, indulging on the shoot of nicotine, while I ponder on the rules he just explained to me. Will I really be able to let go that much for him? Not a word is uttered as we walk, and during the elevator ride, he just stares at me, smiling encouragingly.

"Go in the bathroom wash your teeth, Pet, then come back to the living room, strip down to your underwear and kneel like I showed you last time," he commands as soon as we arrive. "You have five minutes." God this is so hot! Did I really think I wouldn't like being dominated by him?

I almost run in the bathroom, but take my time washing my teeth. He said he didn't like the odor of cigarette at all, so I wash my hands as well. Then I go wait for him in the living room like he told me to, and hurry to remove all my clothes except the boxer briefs he had chosen earlier. There is a small cushion in the middle of the room; I guess it's for me and I go kneel on it, trying to remember exactly how I was positioned last Wednesday, knees spread wide, back straight, eyes lowered, hand behind my back.

A few minutes later, I hear his footsteps coming and I can't help but looking at him. Oh God! He is bare-chested, wearing sweatpants that show the waistband of his underwear. My mini-me jumps happily at this sexy sight.

"I didn't tell you you could look up, Pet!" he says sternly, his green eyes unamused. Shit! I'm already messing up. I quickly lower my gaze hoping this won't be enough to get my first punishment.

"Sorry," I mumble.

"What was that?" Fuck, I forgot to address him properly! Two mistakes in a row, how pathetic is that? I have to try better, I don't want to suck at this. This man deserves perfection.

"I'm sorry, Master!" I quickly correct myself.

"Good boy!" My rational brain is still at a loss to understand the reaction these two words provoke. A warm feeling washes over me, and I almost purr. I know, in this instant, that I want to do everything possible to please him. "Your position is almost right," he continues. "Just push your shoulders a bit backward... Perfect! This position is called Kneeling Display and this is by far my favorite. Whenever I tell you to wait for me kneeling somewhere, I want to find you exactly like this. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Master." This is easy enough to remember! And I don't know why but I find this position strangely soothing.

"I will teach you all the basic positions you need to know tomorrow, this one will suffice for now," he tells me. "During dinner," he keeps on after a short pause, "I explained to you the rules you will have to respect. Now I would like for you to recite those rules, Pet. As I warned you, if I'm not satisfied with your answer, you will be punished." Thankfully, I have always been a good student, so fixing a speech in my memory has never been a problem. I list all the rules and the explanations he gave me earlier.

"That's perfect Pet," he praises me when I finish. "I'm very proud of you for remembering everything on the first time." Again, I feel this fuzzy feeling that relaxes me completely. As long as my Sexy Master is pleased with me, I discover, nothing else matters. "Before going on with what I have in my mind for tonight, I have a few questions on your past experiences. There is absolutely no need to feel ashamed or embarrassed about anything I ask. Is this clear?"

"Yes, Master." Being unembarrassed will probably be easier said than done, but I can try.

"You can look at me now," he orders. Of course I immediately comply and drown in his gorgeous green eyes. "Now, did you have any sexual encounters since the night you told me about yesterday?"

"Not really, Master, apart from you of course. Just a few hand jobs, and a blowjob," I reply, blushing a bit.

"And before that?" he pursues.

"I have had my share of boyfriends and one-night stands, Master," I answer honestly.

"Did you usually top or bottom?"

"Usually bottom," I answer, "but I topped sometimes." Not that I would ever dream of topping him. I don't really feel that ashamed answering his questions, I'm too busy being excited since he is staring at me with hungry, almost predatory eyes.

"Did you ever do something unusual or more extreme?"

"A threesome once. Otherwise no, Master."

"You can stand up Pet," he commands. "I want to show you my playroom. You should know what it is from the book I gave you. Follow me!" We take a few steps in the corridor and turn right then he opens the first door on the left.

I remember the description of that room, but nothing could have prepared me for the real version of it. I take his lead and we get into a dark room with no windows and dim lights. There is a neatly-done bed in one of the corners on my left, a huge wooden cross in front of me. On the right, a weird assortment of chains and shackles as well as a swing are hanging from a metallic grid fixed on the ceiling. There is a rack on the wall with various floggers, paddles, what seems to be riding crops and more shackles. Next to this is a chest of drawers.

My mind however, is focusing on the weird bench that is just right of the wooden cross and I begin to panic when I picture myself bound on it. I take a step back when I feel the familiar pain in my chest. The voices that have haunted me for the last two and a half years start to play in my head once again. My breath shortens, but instead of experiencing the usual flashback, I feel two strong arms engulfing me.

"I got you Pet. Calm down!" a deep and warm voice keeps repeating. Surprisingly, it works. He turns me around so that I can snuggle against his chest and I revel in the smell of his body. Bit by bit, my breath returns to normal and I feel myself relax.

"What made you panic?" Ethan asks when he feels I have calmed down.

"The bench," I whisper softly. His face is so close to mine, it's very distracting. I drown in his green eyes once again, wishing he would just kiss me senseless.

"We will go shower for now, but I would like for you to try and go into the playroom one more time afterward. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes, Master," I reply. As if I could refuse him anything...

"Strip and go stand in the shower," he says when we arrive in the bathroom. I do as I'm told, and I see him coming back with an electric shaver.

"I will show you how to shave properly in a minute, Pet, but we will remove most of your pubic hair with this," he tells me. And he kneels before me as he begins to do as he explained. God! Now his face is way too close to my groin! My feelings are a mix of lust and embarrassment, I can't believe he is doing this! "You can start the shower now," he says once he has finished, standing up and going to replace the shaver. He comes back naked with some shaving cream, and what looks like a woman's razor.

"This brand is the best as far as I know. Always use a new one since it lowers the risk of nipping yourself, and it could be painful in that area!" My face is a bright red by now, and that makes him chuckle. "There is no reason to be embarrassed, Pet!" he says, pecking my lips. "I will just help you get more beautiful!"

"The easiest part is your pubic hair," he begins. "Just hold your penis down, like this, and here we go." He applies some shaving cream, then expertly shaves what's left of my hair there. "Same for your inner thighs. You just have to move your package in the other direction and it should go easily." Again he demonstrates what he just explained. The awkwardness of the situation is the only thing preventing my member from swelling. "A bit trickier is your shaft in itself. Just pull on the head, to tighten your skin on the base, then you can shave carefully," he continues, as he puts his words into action.

"The balls are the hardest part. Just take your time, and always stretch the skin as best as you can to avoid cutting yourself. Be careful not to shave on the big vein that lays there if you want to be able to come in the future! Just do both sides!" It takes at least ten minutes, just for that. "Then there is the area between your balls and your cute little ass. This one is easy again. Lastly, you just turn around and part your buttocks while I help you with the bit of hair you have here." Oh god, this is so embarrassing.

"All done, now we will rinse everything!" he teases. Now that I can see the result, I feel like a teenage boy who hasn't gone into puberty. I quickly forget my shame when he kisses me though. "One last embarrassing part. Do you know how to use this?" he asks, showing me a plastic pear with some kind of nozzle.

"No, Master." God, will I ever stop blushing!

"Just put some water in it, not too cold, but not too warm either, then insert it into your butt. Press, remove the device and keep the water inside for a moment, then go release in the toilets. Do that twice and you should be all clean for me. I'll leave you on your own for that, okay?" Seriously the things I do for him! Although it happened to me before to have a bit of... well you know what... on my cock after topping someone, so I guess it's fair enough. It takes me five minutes to follow his instructions, then I'm out of the shower and dry myself.

I see that my Master is waiting for me just outside of the bathroom, in all his glorious nakedness, his beautiful cock just semi-hard. That sight quickly dispel any embarrassing thought, and my little soldier promptly comes back to life.

"Are you ready to go in the playroom once again?" he asks.

"Yes, Master." He takes my hand and we walk there.

"Don't try too hard, Pet," he says when we arrive in front of the door. "If you are uncomfortable, we will go elsewhere, okay?"

"Yes, Master." I take a deep breath as he opens the door, and I enter. He follows me, and rubs my arms with his hands.

"Are you alright Pet?" he asks. As I see the device, once again, some horrible memories start to creep into my mind. "Try to think of what we could do on that bench instead," he whispers in my ear. Why didn't I think of that before? As soon as I hear these words only one image is in my mind. Me tied up on this bench, and him roughly fucking me. This is so arousing that my cock swells painfully and begins to leak some precum.

"Could we, hum... try it Master?" I say softly.

"Do you remember your safewords Pet?"

"Yellow to slow down and red to stop, Master," I recite.

"We can try, but I want you to safeword if you feel the slightest beginning of a panic attack, is that clear?"

"Yes, Master!" I'm confident I want to do this. I even feel like I need it to erase the memory of my anxiety attack from earlier. He shows me how to bend over the bench, where to put my feet and hands. My butt feels very exposed, but I guess that's the whole point. Then he closes the restraints. Strangely, this doesn't remotely compare with what I experienced that night. It seems that panic was a bit ridiculous!

"I'm very proud of you for trying this Pet," he whispers in my ear. Those words erase the remnants of anxiety I was feeling. "Now do you feel comfortable enough to play a bit?"

"Use me as you see fit, Master," I reply seductively. And this is exactly how I feel in this instant! I just want to please him, more than anything else. Deep down, I hope he will fuck me senseless. It has been too long, and I feel it would help me get over my traumas. I trust him completely not to hurt me in any way. Besides, I know I can get him to stop with a word if I really need it. I hear him going to some drawer and coming back - I can't see what he did since I'm facing the wall.

"You're beautiful, Pet!" he says, one of his finger tracing my spinal cord, going down between my buttocks. Then his finger is replaced by his tongue, and I moan loudly as he begins to lick my pucker hole. When his tongue enters my channel, I can't help the "Oh God!" that escapes my lips. He keeps rimming me for a few minutes. This feels so good, I don't control what is coming out of my mouth anymore. When he stops, I let some disappointed grunt out that makes him chuckle.

"So eager!" he says. Then I can feel one of his lubed finger probe at my entrance, and go inside. It doesn't take him long to find my prostate, and I become a moaning mess again. A second finger soon joins the first. They dance inside me for a bit, stretching me. I have never felt like this with anyone before. The fact that I'm restrained enhances the sensations in a way I would not have thought was possible.

"Please Master, just take me!" I'm not ashamed to beg, I need this more than anything right now. And from what I know of my Sexy Master, I'm sure this turns him on.

"Not just yet, Pet!" He removes his fingers and I whine. Oh God, I actually whined! Then I feel something cold and bit larger enter me. It's a tad uncomfortable but not painful.

"I just put a plug in your cute little ass, Pet," my Master explains. "If you really want me to fuck you, you will have to ask for it more nicely." He walks in front of me while saying that, and I can see his massive cock swinging before my face. "Open up and look at me, Pet!" he orders with his usual deep husky voice.

I comply and he begins to fuck my face, holding my hair with both his hands. I had a bit of training with that in the past few days, so I breathe through my nose and relax my gag reflex, letting him take complete control over my mouth. I only let my tongue run up and down his length while it quickly goes in and out of my wet channel. I find this whole situation so exciting that my dick is still painfully hard. I'm not the only one aroused since I feel my Master coming down my throat after only a few minutes of this. I gulp his release while he continues to thrust a few last times in my mouth. When he gets out, I realize he hasn't even softened a bit!

"Please Master!" I urge, looking at him pleadingly.

"What do you want me to do, Pet?"

"Please Master, just fuck me!"

"And how would you like me to fuck you, Pet?" he asks huskily.

"Hard Master, fuck me hard!" I reply. Just do it already damn it!!!

He goes back behind me, I hear him put a condom and I feel the plug being removed from my ass. Something bigger is probing at my entrance though. I feel just a bit of pain when his mushroom head pass the ring of muscles, and then he slowly penetrates me. He pauses when he is halfway through, giving me some time to adjust to his massive size. I'm panting, and definitely in a bit of pain now even if the plug prepared me well.

This pain brings back memories that make my body tense, and my ass tightens around my Master's shaft, increasing the sting. God this is not the moment to have another attack! I try to take a few deep breaths to calm down but it's not enough.

"Master... please, could you pull out for just a minute?" I whimper. He immediately complies.

"Is everything alright Pet?" he asks, his voice full of concern. "Remember it's only the two of us here," he continues, softly kissing my back, his hands gently massaging my shoulders.

"Yes, Master. I just need a moment. It will help me relax," I reply, catching my breath. He continues to leave a trail of kisses on my spinal cord.

"I'm so proud of you for trying this, you know," he whispers. As always, it causes a weird sensation in my belly and I calm down almost instantly.

"You can start again, Master. I'm sorry about that," I say once the pain in my ass has disappeared and I have shut down the painful recollections in my brain.

"Never be sorry for your body's limits, Pet," he replies gently. He enters me again, but this time, the pain has subsided. He suddenly hits my sweet spot and I moan loudly. "Are you feeling better Pet?" he whispers seductively in my ear when he is fully in.

"Yes... Master..." I pant. "Please move."

"Such a needy boy!" he tsks. And he begins to move. Excruciatingly slowly at first, but he speeds up when I beg for it. I soon become incapable of uttering anything other than "Oh God!", "Faster!" and "Harder!" My Master gives in to all my requests. Soon he is pounding very hard into my prostate, pulling almost completely out and slamming fully inside again on each thrust. Those send an electrifying feeling in my whole body that is amazing. The noise of his balls slapping against my ass is so hot! Everything is perfect, except for my cock desperately needing some attention.

"Please... Master! I need... to cum!" I'm soon begging.

"In a minute, Pet," he is grunting like a wild bear, pulling on my hair. Finally, I feel his hands on my shaft, and it only takes a few strokes before I feel my balls tighten.

"Please Master!" I shriek. I don't even know how I remember to ask for his permission.

"Come for me Pet!" he groans. That's fortunate because I could never have held back the long shots of cum that go out of my shaft a few seconds after. He thrusts only a few more times in me before I hear him come in a loud grunt. I am totally spent by what was the best orgasm in my existence. I almost blacked out! I only notice that he opened my restraints when he pulls me into his arms and walks me into his bedroom. I think I feel him clean me up before I drift away into a deep sleep.

Published on May 19th 2015

Hope you liked that last part ^^.

I don't think I will be able to update this weekend, so the next chapter will be on Monday. I will probably end up doing a regular thing out of it, and update every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Thanks again for reading this story!