THE NEW BOY: FANTASY
I love the smell of new leather. Clean, hard, unyielding. I held the
multi-tailed whip loosely in my hand. Sitting in the corner that was the
furthest from the door. Waiting impatiently. Jason, my regular bottom, knew
that I hated waiting as well, so I was sure that he did it on purpose. He'd
said earlier when we were still in street clothes that he was bringing a friend
for me. I laughed, and said.
"Someone that you want to screw." I was rewarded by the dark flush of color
from his chest up. "Does he know this? Is he open to this?"
"Dan got real excited when I told him."
"Bring him in. I'll talk to him." That had been earlier and now I was waiting
irritably. Then the door opened. Two men in suits walked in. "Jason!" I
yelled and he immediately fell to his knees as I stood up. He crawled over and
immediately started kissing my feet. "Look at me." He did. "You have clothes
on. I expect this kind of disrespect from him, but you... you know better."
His demeanor crumbled. "Get them off now. Both of you." Jason kissed the
inside of my thigh and I ruffled his hair. "Go on, Jason." He stood and
started to undress. Dan hesitated, drawing my full attention his way. I walked
slowly towards him and he struggled not to back away. I got very close. Noting
that he was tall, muscular and tan. I put one hand on his chest, over his heart
to feel the frantic hammering under my palm. Ah, terror. One of the most
potent aphrodisiacs known to man. "I'm to be called Mistress when you are in my
presence." My hand slid down his stomach to below his waist feeling the swelling
firmness under my fingers. Nice. "What a lovely way to greet me." His face
colored and he looked like he was trying to speak. I shook my head. "Unh, uh,
only when I ask you a direct question. You agreed to be here for one night and
I agreed to train you properly. At this stage of our relationship, Dan. You
have no choice and no voice. You have two options right now. Get your clothes
off voluntarily or I get two handlers from down the hall to do it for you, by
force." My gaze was hard and cruel on purpose. He could have no moment of
indecision. He needed my firmness. "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress." He sounded miserable. Wonderfully torn, but he started
removing his clothes. Jason was already naked and waiting for me. Finally Dan
was finished removing his garments. I looked at Jason.
"Bind him to the hook. I want to get a good look at him." I walked away,
leaving Jason to do it. I could hear him talking to Dan as he bound him. His
voice was low and reassuring. Soothing his nerves. Submissive to submissive.
The way slaves always did, even though you told them not too. I didn't stop him.
"It's okay. You know the safe-word. It'll be good for us. Just reach your
arms up and be quiet." I heard the buckles closing and waited calmly.
"He's ready, Mistress." I patted my left thigh, bringing Jason immediately to
heel. I clipped the whip to my belt. Dan shivered before me, helpless in his
bonds.
"I'm going to ask you some questions. If you're honest with me we'll have a
much better time together." He nodded. "Do you like sex with women?
"Yes, Mistress." I put my hands on his buttocks and opened them, studying his
face.
"You prepare yourself as Jason told you too?" Shame clouded his eyes but he
nodded again.
"Yes, Mistress."
"Look at me, slave. Dan did. "You know that I am going to have him take you?"
He nodded, wetting his lips nervously. "Answer me." I barked.
"Yes, Mistress, but I..." He cut himself off as though afraid to speak his
fears. Silly boy, that was half the fun.
"Go on, it is alright. I do not punish for honesty, only dishonesty."
"I'm afraid." That admission cost him, dearly. The softly whispered words that
tore his heart to shreds inside his breast.
"Fear is the memory of choices. You have none." Tears formed in his eyes and
his strong chin quivered. "Jason will try not to hurt you more than you can
bear. He's not allowed too." I stepped away from the front of him and motioned
Jason forward. "Jason, take him in your mouth. Work him." I petted him gently
on the flank. "Do what you are told to do and you'll be fine." I looked down
at Jason. His soft mouth closing gently over Dan's thick organ. Dan's body
going rigid. "Keep him hard while I punish him, Jason. You know what will
happen if you fail me, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress." He said quickly, and then went back to his task. I unhooked a
paddle from my belt, planning in my head how much to give him. Just enough to
take the edge off that civilized veneer and heat him up. I swung the paddle
with a good deal of force. This was a nice one. Wide enough to sting but not
break the skin. Jason wrapped his arms around Dan's calves to hold him still.
Nothing could stop the low groans that came from him however. Half-pain/
half-pleasure. I hit him hard two more times to tenderize his flesh for further
attention then I lightened up and kept going. Watching tears roll silently down
his dark cheeks. His face hard, body stiff. Jason grabbed my leg and I
stopped.
"Enough, Jason." Dan groaned and Jason pulled away. His eyes squeezing shut as
he tried to remember the feel of that expert mouth sucking his dick. "Open your
eyes, slave." He did and struggled to control the flow from his eyes. "Jason,
get the jar and the protection." He did so promptly. "Put our new toy on the
bed, please."
"Yes, Mistress." I kissed the tear-streaked face before me, tenderly. Stroking
his hot skin. Teasing him.
"Very good, Dan." He shivered. "Jason is going to release you and you are
going to go lay face down on the bed. I don't need to tell you to do it on your
knees, do I?"
"No, Mistress." He answered brokenly, around the lump in his throat. I went to
the bed and waited. Opening the leather flap covering my sex. Knowing that I
was damp and ready. I lay back on the pillows and watched Jason doing as I
asked of him. Patting his friend calmingly and whispering softly to him as he
let him down. I watched Dan, noting the weak legs and heavy sheen of
perspiration. He fell to his knees when he was released and came to the foot of
the bed. I opened my legs.
"Come up between them." Dan crawled up on the bed. "Kiss me." He brought his
body over mine and I cupped his cheeks, kissing him deeply, feeling him
softening in my hands at the tenderness. `God, he was sweet. Eager to please
me.' His lips were like watered silk. Skin, hot, like the flame of a candle. I
pulled myself away from his face. My eyes warm as they burned into his. My
fingers tracing his jaw lightly. "Put your face between my legs and pleasure me
with your tongue." He lay flat between my legs and I chuckled. "No, slave.
Keep those nice tight buns up in the air where Jason can get to them easily.
You'll be taking me and he'll be taking you in the ass." He shivered, trying to
hide his fear. "Do what he says and it won't hurt more than any woman's cherry
being popped. Fight and injure yourself." His fingers trembled when they opened
the folds of my sex. I motioned Jason up on the bed, pulling Dan's arms around
my hips as he went to work. I rubbed his back, feeling his tongue doing magical
things to my clitoris. Nice technique. I was betting that it was the benefit of
lots of practice. I looked Jason in the eye. "I have also had enough from you,
Jason. You get on the ball or I will have you playing games for the Master all
night." He started kissing my feet desperately. He hated playing games in the
basement. "I'll beat the insubordination out of you after you're finished with
the task that I've set for you. Now, get to it." He went to immediate work.
Dan whimpering in my lap at the first touch of Jason's fingers at his asshole.
"Not a sound from you or I'll gag you." I watched Jason working the lube into
the tightly puckered opening with firm insistent pressure. He leaned up over
Dan's back and rolled a condom over his prick. "One stroke, no stopping." He
nodded. His organ was eight inches of solid gold, as far as I was concerned,
well-trained to cum on command. Perfection.
Jason put the head of his organ against the opening and slid home smoothly. His
face softening with pleasure, so I knew he was in. Dan groaning in agony in my
lap. I slid under him, taking his face in my hands. Voice low.
"It will ache for a moment while your body adjusts. Surrender to it. He'll be
still because he is so large."
"It's too much. It hurts." I put my hand on his organ, my other pulling a
condom from the nightstand. He was still hard when I rolled it over him. Not a
small man in his own right.
"You can bear it for me, can't you?" I took his penis and guided it into my wet
cleft. He started to pant with exertion. Torn between the pain and the
pleasure. This guy was a natural. His teeth grinding against one another as
the paradox of agony and ecstasy rolled through his body. He started making
small animal pleading noises, low in his throat. I put my hands on his hips and
slid him into me as far as he could go. Wrapping my legs around his thighs to
keep him open. Motioning for Jason to pump him. Jason cored him hard. The
thrusts pushing Dan into my dripping sex. Rubbing my body just the right way to
cum. The friction against my clitoris and the thought of Dan getting it for the
first time on top of me, sending me over the edge. Jason took a hold of my
fingers, hard. Holding me to reality as my body shuddered under Dan's. The
spasms lessening with the end of my release. I grabbed a handful of Dan's soft
hair in my fist. Seeing the dark purple flush of orgasm coming over his face. I
was tempted to make him wait, but not wanting to deny myself the pleasure of
feeling his organ jerking in my sex. I whispered against his mouth.
"Come in me, slave. Come in your Mistress." Nodding up to Jason to orgasm as
well. They both stepped up the urgency of their movements. Discordant
synchronism to their efforts. They came together. Making those endearing male
noises that they all make as they wrench towards orgasm. I lay back and held
unto Dan as he wrung every last bit of it from his muscular body to fall on me
limply. Catching his breath. Pressing me into the mattress with his weight.
For a time all was still. Quiet but for the rapid breathing from the three
post-orgasmic bodies. Almost impossible to tell where one flesh stopped and
another started. I heard Dan whispering against my neck, his voice hoarse with
excess emotion., satiation and exhaustion.
"I didn't know." He said, over and over against my damp skin. I laughed and
pulled them both up into my arms. Stroking them. My boys.
"Now, you do."
