Ethan, Tue Jan 26th 2015

I'm feeling a mix of pride and disappointment as I watch my boy go to work. I'm very disappointed his first mistake was a relapse into his addictions, I thought he would have a better self-control than this. But I'm also very proud at how well he took his punishment! After he realized he had done a mistake, he was extremely mature about it and he seems to have perfectly understood what he did wrong. He almost asked for another sanction after my rough spanking - another fault of young and eager Subs - and didn't utter any complaint when I listed all the things he was forbidden to do, or when I didn't let him text Zach. His behavior this morning was perfect, and I got a very nice blowjob out of it. When I compare this to the first time I grounded Keith!

I will have to see if this attitude lasts, and if he doesn't screw around behind my back. That's why I tell Glenn to have the guy watching Luke keep an eye on Anthony. I want to know if he cheats and go buy himself a drink or another pack of cigarettes. That's not very trusting, I know, but he showed me last night that my confidence in him should be limited. Besides after dealing with Keith's addiction, I think I know almost all the tricks in the book. I just wish we will soon reach the part where he is completely honest with me and just tell me about his urges before rushing into satisfying them.

The ride to work is fast, thankfully, since I have a ton of things to do before leaving the office quite early to be at our appointment for HIV screening at 4:30pm. I will work from home after, but it's easier to be directly connected to the network inside the company building, jumping through all the security hoops while connecting from home takes a very long time. Plus I will have to manage my Sub, which should be easy if he behaves properly, but could take a lot of time if I have to punish him again.

I won't complain about that part, though, since I am the one who chose to have a long-term Submissive. Of course it's easier to just play with them one night with no strings attached, and not deal with their problems. But this is the part of the Dom/Sub relationship that I prefer, helping my boy become a better person. I don't particularly enjoy grounding him like a nine-year old - although if his dedication to pleasure me stays like this morning I might revise this judgement - but I know it is helping in the long run.

He keeps texting me all day, following the rules, letting me know when he arrives at the French high school, how his day goes and to ask for my permission to smoke his cigarette. I'm still amazed at how naturally this side of the Sub/Dom relationship came to him. He barely had to train in the postures and kneeling to master them all and always addressed me properly. Except for the one time he talked back or when he called me Daddy, but I think I made it pretty clear I didn't like that. He hasn't even sworn in my presence once. Still he had a bit of a sarcastic sense of humor when we texted before I revealed the BDSM lifestyle to him that I would want to see again. I make a mental note to tell him that he can be a bit more relaxed with that, as long as he keeps being respectful.

The day goes by very quickly, I almost don't have time to eat the lunch my assistant got me. I leave the office at 4:10pm, hoping traffic will be light. Thankfully, Glenn knows a few shortcuts that allow me to be right on time. My boy is waiting in front of the building, as he texted me ten minutes ago he was.

"Did you behave today, Pet?" I ask him gently.

"Yes, Master," he replies, lowering his eyes.

"Good. I will still check a few things when we get back home," I warn him.

I have taken an appointment with my usual doctor to do the new rapid HIV test that gives a result in twenty minutes. It only detects the presence of antibodies generated by the virus, and not the virus itself, so it won't give accurate results if either of us was infected in the last three months, but since I know Anthony didn't do anything risky during this time, and the Blue Hedonism policies on safe sex are drastic, it won't be a problem in our case. I just ask my physician to run a standard physical exam on my boy while we wait.

When I'm assured that he is as healthy as a horse and that we are both HIV-negative, we get back in the car. We will still have to wait for the results of the blood tests sent to a lab concerning other STDs before going bareback, but they should be there tomorrow. As I don't intend on playing with my angel tonight since he is grounded, this won't be a problem. I introduce Glenn to Anthony and he quickly drives us home.

"Hand me your bag, your phone then strip down to your underwear, Pet," I say a bit roughly when we arrive, as I take a seat in one of the couches in the living room. Having him wandering around the flat almost naked is just for my enjoyment, not really a part of his punishment, and I don't think he minds too much.

I'm pleased to see there is no new pack of cigarette in his bag. His phone isn't password protected so I can check that he only has missed calls and unread texts - except for mine. It's funny to use one of those old Nokia again. He already told me he didn't have any contact in it so I am not surprised to see only numbers. However, I notice that there is nothing before two days ago. I see my cute boy come back to the living room in light blue boxer briefs. He kneels graciously on my side, like I taught him to.

"Why did you erase all our previous texts, Pet?" I ask him, a bit curious.

"I delete all the messages and all the entries in the call log every two days, Master," he replies. I guess it goes with his OCD concerning the contacts in his phone.

"Why don't you lock your phone with a password then?" It seems a bit weird to go through all those lengths without doing this simple thing.

"It's no use, Master," he answers. "Last time, my phone was password protected, and that didn't prevent them from doing what they did." His voice saddens during the last sentence.

"I'm sorry I broached the subject, Pet," I tell him gently. "I won't ask you again. In the future though, don't erase all of this data before I get a chance to look at your phone, otherwise I will think you are hiding something, is that clear?"

"Yes, Master."

"There is a number that tried to call you five times and sent you seven texts. Do you know who it is?"

"Yes Master, it's my friend Paul. He will probably call again until I answer, he can be quite persistent," he replies.

"May I read the texts he sent you to know the reason behind his calls, Pet?" Just because I'm checking he respected the no-phone rule doesn't mean I'm going to invade his privacy against his will.

"Yes, Master," he replies meekly. I'm glad I'm fluent in French otherwise I would have had to ask for translations. The guy seems obstinate indeed! He just wants to invite my boy for some drinks tomorrow, then the texts go wild, and in the last one, he says he will barge into my Pet's apartment if he doesn't have an answer in the next hours.

"Your friend wants to see you tomorrow night," I explain while I give him back his phone. "Of course you can't go since you are grounded. He seems very stubborn, and practically said he would knock out your door if you didn't contact him soon. You can call him and tell him you forgot your phone at my place, that will give him a reason why you didn't answer any of his texts or calls until now. You will have to find an excuse to decline the invitation tomorrow. Is everything clear?"

"Yes, Master." He gives absolutely no signs of rebellion whatsoever. If he isn't happy about this, he doesn't show it at all. I listen to the phone conversation that ensues and am pleased to see that my boy follows my instructions to the letter. He says he can't stay long since he is meeting with me when his friend tries to get some details out of him, and tells him he is just too tired for tomorrow night. He promises to catch up longer sometime at the end of the week. We will see if he isn't grounded anymore by that time, which is very likely if he keeps doing so well.

"Now you will finish your work if you have any, Pet, then you will focus on your research," I instruct him. "I will be in my office if you need me for anything. As we discussed, no music!"

"Yes, Master," he replies eagerly. It's only been an hour of work - and me peeking discreetly at the living room to check on my boy each time I go get myself a glass of water - before said boy comes to see me.

"May I ask a question, Master?"

"You may, Pet."

"I finished all my work," he tells me, "and can't really focus on my research properly, so I was wondering if I could do the cooking for tonight instead."

"It's still a bit early to cook," I answer. "In half an hour perhaps. I'm afraid if you don't want to work on your research, the only other option is kneeling here by my side."

"I think I'd prefer that, Master," he replies in a small voice.

"You should get the small cushion we used for your training in the living room then." He does that, and kneels on my left. I slightly push his head so that it rests on my thigh, and I pet his hair whenever I have a free hand. He seems content just like this, and doesn't make a remark when the thirty minutes have passed. As I was going to send him in the kitchen, my phone rings and I see it's Aiden calling. This should be fun!

"Hi Aiden!" I reply, my left hand gently caressing my boy's hair.

"Hi Ethan! Just so you know, I had to gag and tie up Zach to make him stop pestering me with calling you. He wants to know when you will let Anthony respond to him." That seems like pure Zach! Although I'm surprised Aiden went so far, he usually is quite lenient with his Sub.

"He is grounded, so that will depend on how well he behaves in the next few days," I reply. My angel stiffens when he realizes we are talking about him, but doesn't react more than that. Such a good boy!

"How is he doing, by the way?" my friend asks.

"Perfectly well, except for one major fuck-up. He learnt all the basic positions pretty quickly and I never had a Sub that is so naturally respectful." I see a small smile form on his face when he hears the praise.

"That's great! Will you bring him to the Blue Hedonism soon then?"

"This is something I still need to discuss with him," I answer. "I was thinking of making a brief visit on Thursday night."

"Let me know, then. Tanner will be here as well so we can even have his test if you want, since you seem to think he is ready."

"As I said, it's not sure yet, but I will let you know soon!"

"If you don't come to the club soon, I'll go to your place. I want to meet the cutie too!" That makes me chuckle. To be fair I'm surprised he hasn't already paid me a surprise visit just to have a look.

"Oh! One last thing, can you send me the number of your Mom's practice when you have time?"

"Sure, I'll send it to you in the evening," he answers. "May I ask why?"

"It's for my boy." I won't share more on this subject, that's Anthony's story to tell if he chooses to.

"I figured. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Sub to fuck." Aiden and his bluntness!

"Don't let me keep you then, and tell him I said hi," I answer chuckling and I end the call. I'm sure my cute boy has a lot of questions with all he overheard, but he doesn't dare ask any of them. I send him cooking while I try to finish my work of the day. I'm almost done when I see him standing in the doorway in display, announcing that dinner is ready for whenever I want.

"Wait for me at the table, Pet," I command. "I'll be there in a minute." It takes me a tad more than that, but I'm finally done with everything I had to take care of today. When I enter the living room, I see my sweet angel kneeling next to his chair. I have to resist the urge to fuck him senseless right here since he is so beautiful.

"You could have waited for me seated, Pet."

"I wasn't sure, Master," he replies softly. We take place around the table and begin to eat the salad he cooked in silence. Next time he is grounded, he won't eat at the table, but kneeling by my side. I think I have been hard enough on him for now though. He doesn't even try to look at me or to engage a conversation. That's taking things a bit too far!

"You are grounded Pet, but that doesn't mean you don't have the right to talk to me when we have dinner," I explain. "And you can look at me too!"

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know," he replies.

"You can keep this attitude for the rest of the evening, but I would like us to have a normal dinner. I'm sure you must have questions after the phone call you heard."

"What do you need to discuss with me, Master?"

"Aiden asked me when we will go to the Blue Hedonism. I know you are very uncomfortable in nightclubs so we need to talk about it before I make a decision," I reply. "First, you should know that this is not your regular discotheque. People won't all be dressed in a decent way, and you might come across a few having sex in public. I don't know if that will strengthen your unease or soften it. There will be music and people dancing. Then I will always be at your side if you want me to, and Zach will be there too. As always, one use of your safewords and we will be out and on our way home. What do you think about this?"

"I don't really know, Master," he answers. "I guess I can try, but I don't want to ruin your evening either, in case I make us leave. I have difficulties going to a bar with music just a bit too loud. But again, you always manage to calm my anxiety attacks, so perhaps it will go well."

"Is the loud music the only part that makes you afraid? For this time, we will go there to see a show, which consists of two - sometimes more - people playing a BDSM scene. "

"The sex part doesn't scare me, Master. I'm sure it will turn me on if anything else," he replies honestly, blushing a bit. "It's all the things that could trigger memories of that night, like music, projectors or people dancing, that make me afraid."

"How about his? If it is too much for you, we will go to my private playroom there and find a way to calm you." I can think of a few of them!

"I'm sure that would help, Master." Always so respectful!

"Then it's settled, Pet. I would like to go there on Thursday night if you aren't grounded anymore. That will probably be the case if you keep on with this good behavior. Now once there, you will have to pass a small test with my friend Aiden and another Dominant to see if you are fit to be a Submissive at the club. It's mostly to check if you know the positions and the basic rules: not looking up until you're told, not talking unless it's to answer a question. This is what we've been practicing since Saturday so it shouldn't be a problem."

"What if I don't pass the test, Master?" he asks worriedly.

"I'm sure you will, Pet," I reply. "But don't worry too much. If you fail it, Aiden will explain you why and I will train you some more before you take the test again." I'm sure he will do brilliantly anyway. "Inside the club," I continue, "you will have to pay close attention to be perfectly respectful with all the other Dominants, not making eye contact in particular. Since you will be there as my Sub, you will have to wait for my permission before talking to anybody, except my friends and their Subs. Are these rules perfectly clear?"

"Yes, Master."

"One last thing," I warn him. "If we go there, you might come across my previous submissive. His name is Keith, and we were together for one year and a half before ending things last August. I also had one-night stands with him, as well as other Subs at the club after that. As I said before, you are the only one in my mind right now, I am just telling you this so that you don't hear it from anyone else and get the wrong idea."

"Thank you for being honest, Master."

"Do you have any questions?"

"If I may, Master, why did things end between Keith and you?" he asks shyly.

"He felt a bit oppressed under my dominance," I answer. "After talking about it, he decided he wanted a master less controlling and demanding than I am, and that was it." I hope my sweet angel won't feel the same at some point, because I'm starting to fall for this perfect boy.

"Thank you for answering, Master."

"Now if that is all, I will let you clean the table. Join me near the couch when you have finished."

"I... hum... need to shave, Master," he adds blushing. Oh yes, the itching part. Even if I don't intend to play with him, I won't leave him uncomfortable.

"You can do so after your chores then. Just leave the door of the bathroom open and call if you need my help."

I fetch the small cushion that we left in my office and put it at my feet before sitting on the couch in front of the TV - I'm not punished, so I get to watch. When he has finished his shower, my boy comes and kneels between my thighs. Like before, I let him rest his head on one of them, and I play with his hair absentmindedly. After half an hour like this, I feel the little minx slowly but surely move his head toward my crotch. And to say I played nice and didn't even tease him!

"You can do what you want with that beautiful mouth of yours, Pet, but remember that whatever you do, you are forbidden to come tonight," I warn him. That doesn't seem to temper his eagerness, as he begins to kiss my member through my pants. Soon after, his head is bobbing up and down my shaft. He has become very good at this in the past few days and it does not take long before I push his head all the way down, releasing my load at the back of his throat.

"That was fantastic, Pet," I comment while I dress back. Then we return to our previous position. It takes a while, but I finally see his hard-on soften a bit in his boxer briefs. I shut down the TV and pull my boy in my lap. "Time for our talk, Anthony. I would really like to know what went through you cute head today."

"I didn't really like being grounded," he replies, "but that's the whole point, I guess." You bet it is. "I completely understand why I am being punished though, and I didn't feel that anything you did was undeserved. I still feel horrible I disappointed to you in such a pathetic way." As much as I don't usually like his self-loath issues, I can't really argue with him on this particular point. However he shouldn't be still drowning in his guilt.

"You are redeeming yourself by taking you punishment so well, Pet. In our lifestyle, the sanction erases the fault, so you shouldn't dwell on it anymore once I forgive you. Now I must say I have never seen a grounded Sub behave as perfectly as you did. Keep going like this and you should be cleared tomorrow night."

"Thanks, Master, I'll try."

After that, I fetch a cigarette in his pack and tell him he can read Zach's text and reply to him while he smokes since he has been so good today. Then we follow the same routine as yesterday night: after a relaxing chamomile tea, I gently massage his back, all the while reassuring him on how good he is doing until he falls asleep. Then I snuggle on his side and doze off. Hopefully I won't wake up in the middle of the night alone this time.

Published on May 31st 2017

So I hope you still love Ethan as much as you did before! In the next chapter, we will see their first visit to the club.

The picture in the header is an alternative cover made by @ChristianYoungfire Big big thanks for doing it!

While on the subject of you marvelous readers, this book is close to 25K reads and I saw there were between 200 and 300 unique readers each day! I can't believe you are so many to follow my updates! That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like Anthony when Ethan says he is proud of him ;-).