Page 15 of Bound to Him

Having worked himself into a near frenzy, Sebastian yanked the butt plug out and tossed it into the sink. Then he freed his cock and buried it in that still-tight ass balls deep. He closed his eyes and savored the way Parker’s soft channel squeezed around his shaft as it worked to adjust to the sudden invasion. Even with the plug doing its job, it was still a snug fit. His slave’s gasp at being breached loosed his pleasure. Sebastian was the master. He had control over this body and made short work of fucking the boy, coming after only a few thrusts. And while he allowed himself several seconds of pure pleasure staying inside him, he had to pull out. There was work to be done and he could revisit this experience later.

He wet a cloth to clean his dick before redoing his pants. “Wash up.”

Parker hadn’t moved until then. He slowly stood, his face flush from the fucking. His breathing was a little quick, too, but there was also a look of satisfaction on his face.

The boy took the cloth and wiped his hole with it. When he started to raise his jeans, Sebastian stopped him.

“Wait. Wash the plug and push it back in.”

Parker’s eyes widened, but he did as he was told, rinsing and drying the toy. Sebastian retrieved some lube he kept in the medicine cabinet and watched with satisfaction as his slave dutifully slathered it around one of the things that clearly marked him as Sebastian’s property. The boy’s casual acceptance of that fact was intoxicating. Reaching around to pull his ass cheeks open with one hand, Parker twisted his arm to line up the plug with the other.

“Turn around!” Sebastian wanted to see it go in, to stretch the hole under his slave’s power and not his.

Parker slowly gave him his back, bent over to expose his ass more, before pushing the plug inside himself. When it was fully seated, he straightened and pulled up his pants.

Sebastian grabbed him by the arm and stared into the boy’s wide eyes. “That was perhaps the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. It makes me want to fuck you again.” He sighed. “Duty calls, however. Grab your tablet and go sit by Enrico. You’re too much of a distraction.”

Sebastian forced himself to think of work again, although he did watch Parker’s tight ass as the boy left his office. Waking his computer from sleep mode, he stared at the quarterly figures he’d been reviewing all morning. He had to get his brain back into what mattered. This need to play constantly with his new toy would fade. “It has to. Or I’m the one who’s fucked.”

* * * *

Sebastian held up first the blue tie, then the red one, trying to decide which he liked better.” He looked at Parker, who sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, through the mirror. “Which one should I pick?”

Parker pursed his lips. “Maybe neither, Master. It’s a date, so casual works.”

Sebastian frowned. “It’s not a date. It’s a dinner meeting.” At least that’s what he kept telling himself as the time grew nearer.

The boy shrugged his shoulders up close to his ears. “I think Mr. Emerson might not see it that way. He was pretty…into you at the brunch.”

“You think so? He’s only doing what’s expected of him by his parents. Same as I am.” With a sigh, he tossed the ties onto the bureau. “But you’re right. It’s a date.” He loosened the collar of his shirt and shrugged on his suit coat. “It won’t be a late night in any event. It’s a weekday, plus,” he added, twirling to face the boy. “I have you to come home to.”

He could swear Parker blushed at that.

“Thank you, Master. I’m glad you want me.” He paused and seemed to take a deep breath before asking, “Am I doing a good job?” The boy peeked up at him from under his lashes.

Sebastian went to the bed and, putting one knee on it, reached over to ruffle Parker’s hair. “Have I been less than clear on how immensely I’m enjoying you?”

Parker gnawed at his lower lip. “I only ask because of the ten-day return policy.”

“Return policy?” Sebastian couldn’t help laughing. “I don’t pay any attention to those. If I buy something and end up not liking, I just give it away or toss it somewhere and forget about it.” He lifted the boy’s chin with one finger. “If I didn’t like you, I’d simply leave you to your own devices and find my pleasure elsewhere for the next five years.”

Parker seemed to sag from relief. “Thank you, Master. I-I really can’t afford to take the debt back on, so the agency would have to find a new buyer and at a higher price to cover expenses. I’d probably have to agree to a longer contract, too.”

Sebastian sat back. “You’re in that deep?”

Parker merely nodded.

He’d known the answer, understanding how the system worked. The high price tag on Parker told the story anyway. Once again, he wondered how such a young person had ended up in this situation. It had to be some intergenerational problem and the thought that his family had perhaps forced him into this life…

Shaking his head internally, Sebastian got off the bed. It didn’t matter why Parker had ended up with him. The situation was perfect as far as he was concerned.

“Beasley will fix your dinner and you can watch a movie in the theater.”

Parker furrowed his brow. “I’m going to the movies?”

“No. You’re watching one in the room next to the gym that’s as good as anything you’ll find in a commercial theater. You can eat there. I have every streaming service on the planet so you should be able to find something that suits you.”

“Thank you, Master. I’m sure I will.”

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