Page 21 of Bound to Him

Kissing him, Sebastian rolled them over until he was on his back with Parker plastered against him in a hug. “Oh, you can, and you did simply from my pounding your ass. You’ve taken to my cock with more enthusiasm than I expected.”

Parker trailed a finger down Sebastian’s chest. “Is that all right?”

Sebastian squeezed him. “Certainly. I’m a bit of a sadist, as you’ve already learned, but your pleasure also enhances mine. I’m not mean, dear boy.”

“I know. My mom asked me if you were kind, but I wasn’t sure I should call you that. I was wrong.”

“You spoke with your mother?”

Parker stilled. “Was I not supposed to?”

Instantly regretting causing the boy any alarm, Sebastian placed a kiss on the top of his head. “You can speak to your mother whenever you like. And you can visit her, too. You’re not a prisoner.” He frowned as he said those words. It hadn’t occurred to him that as a debt slave, the boy kind of was exactly that. “I guess I should have been clearer about that.”

Parker rewarded him by stretching up to give him a quick kiss. “Thank you, Master.”

Irked by the gratitude for some reason, Sebastian sat them both up. “Time for a shower, then I have work to do.”

“But it’s Saturday, Master. Shouldn’t you be doing something fun?”

“I like working.” He pulled Parker out of bed and led him to the bathroom. “Are you worried about becoming bored yourself?” Letting go of the boy, he started the water running.

“Of course not, Master! I wouldn’t…”

Sebastian started to say he was only joking, but seeing his slave, nicely tousled from a good fucking gave him an idea. “Don’t worry,” he said, pinching the boy’s chin between his fingers. “I have an idea of some work you can do, as well.”

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“Stop fidgeting.”

Parker stilled his body at the stern rebuke. It was nearly impossible to do as his master had commanded for what seemed like hours now. From his position kneeling at the man’s feet in front of his desk, he was unable to see the time. Everything ached, begging for release. The rug beneath his bare knees no longer felt soft. The silk cord binding his wrists behind his back had started to chafe. His shoulders kept wanting to slump instead of remaining ramrod straight. But his master had put him in the position and had ordered him to hold it. This was his job for this afternoon. If he did it well, he’d been promised a treat. If not…well, there would be punishment that he didn’t enjoy.

He wasn’t sure how worried he was about that. It was tempting to disobey just to find out. Who would have guessed that pain would arouse him? Maybe he was fooling himself as a defense mechanism, given that his life would involve punishment for the next five years. But he didn’t think so. As he thought of the possibility, his hole spasmed around the plug that was once more seated inside him. And his cock strained against his newly washed cock ring. Now that he knew he could come with the thing on, it was tempting to wiggle the plug with his muscles to stimulate his dick. It was a great distraction, too.

“Stop that!”

Parker startled and blinked up at his master. How did he even know what I was doing?

Sebastian frowned. “Do you think I can’t tell you’re playing with yourself?” The man swiveled his chair around to face him. “You seem to need something more to do, to concentrate on.”

Parker shuffled forward even before he was commanded to do so. He understood what the master wanted. Sebastian sprung his cock free and Parker sucked it in. He started to work the shaft with his tongue, but that wasn’t going to be enough to appease his master, apparently. The man clamped his hand on Parker’s head and pushed.

He barely had time to take in a breath before the cock slid down his throat farther than it had gone before. The massive thing had him gagging immediately. He tried to dislodge it, but Sebastian was too strong. Parker couldn’t raise his head or wiggle away. He was nailed to the spot, choking on the dick, unable to breath. With his hands bound, he was helpless to fight off the hold. Spots danced behind his eyelids and his head swam. Just when he thought he was going to pass out, Sebastian yanked him by his hair off the cock.

Parker knelt gasping between Sebastian’s legs as cum shot onto his face. He licked what hit his lips and swallowed it greedily. And when he was presented with the cock pressed against his mouth, he lapped it clean as well. But for his hands being bound, he would have tucked it back into Sebastian’s pants. The man did it himself while Parker tried to kneel straight as he’d been told. He was too spent to manage a proper job of it.

His master scooped him up and carried him to the bedroom. He dumped Parker face down on the bed before untying his hands. Parker sighed with relief as he stretched his arms and wiggled his fingers. His freedom was short-lived, however. Sebastian fussed around in his nightstand and pulled out more and longer cords. He remained silent as he grabbed first one of Parker’s arms, then the other, then the feet, and tied his limbs to the bedposts. He was laid out spread-eagle with no real slack. At least he could relax, more or less, in this position.

His relief turned to alarm as he watched his master pull out a long, thick dildo. It was bigger than the man’s own cock. He started slathering the thing with lube.

“M-master?”

Sebastian crawled onto the bed to straddle one of Parker’s legs. “I didn’t expect you to acclimate to your toys so quickly. And to take pleasure in them without permission?” He clucked his tongue as he pulled the plug out. “Very naughty. You need something to focus on that will make you appreciate me more than your own pleasure.”

The pressure of the much wider dildo forced Parker’s hole to spread open more than it had before. Parker clamped down his teeth and bit back a whimper.

Sebastian laid his palm on Parker’s back as his other hand pushed the dildo in slowly but implacably. “You’re tensing up. That will make this hurt more. You know what to do.”

Taking a deep breath, Parker pushed against the invasion to help it on its journey. It made it easier to accommodate the massive thing, yet not enough. The way his insides were being pushed apart, he thought everything was going to split open. He cried out and clawed at the bedding. He tried to move away as if that somehow could stop his master. The restraints made that impossible.

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