Page 22 of Bound to Him

“Please, Master. It’s too much!”

Sebastian made slow circles around his back. “No, it’s not.” He pushed more of the dildo in. “If it is, you know what to say to stop me.”

He did know. The word was at the tip of his tongue…and stayed there. He swallowed it back and instead let out moans of pain. Tears filled his closed eyes and slid down his cheeks. Finally, his master stopped.

“Hmm, not quite in all the way, but then you are rather small.” He smacked Parker’s ass. “Having this monster shoved into you doesn’t make you want to come, does it?”

“No, Master,” he managed to say.

“Good. Now, don’t try to push this back out. If you do, I’ll be forced to keep it in twice as long and belt it to your waist.”

Because it was nearly impossible to keep his channel from trying to dislodge the toy, he said, “Please belt it now, Master.”

Sebastian patted his butt. “Good boy. Knowing your limits pleases me. It’s not my intention to set you up for failure.”

Somehow a strap was attached to the dildo and secured around his waist. Parker couldn’t for the life of him open his eyes, so it all happened in darkness. He could feel when Sebastian left the bed.

“I’m going back to work, dear boy. I’ll leave the door open so if you need me, I’ll hear you call out. There’s only one word that will bring me back, however. You understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Parker forced open his wet eyes and spoke to Sebastian’s back. “Master? I was wrong, you are mean.”

Sebastian looked over his shoulder at him. “I know. Isn’t it marvelous?”

Because perversely, it kind of was, Parker lay there trying to breathe his way past the pain of his tortured ass. He couldn’t help wondering if this was intended to be a treat or punishment.

* * * *

“Feeling better?”

Parker moaned. It was as if he floated on a cloud. “I had no idea getting a massage was so wonderful.” Despite the nagging ache deep inside his ass from being stretched to nearly the breaking point, he felt relaxed. All the strain of his muscles from the hours’ long effort to remain correctly on his knees and being tied spread-eagle had melted away under the skilled attention of Sebastian’s masseur. Naturally, the man had come to the house instead of their having to go to a spa for the massage. Life with Sebastian was filled with more and more surprises at the luxury money could buy.

Sebastian lay beside him on the bed, turned in his direction in order to run his fingers lightly up and down Parker’s chest. “It’s one of my favorite treats. I schedule one every other week, at least. It helps me relax.” Despite what his master said, one part of him was certainly not at ease. His hard dick pressed against Parker’s thigh.

Regardless of the fact that he wasn’t sure he could even move, he asked the obvious question. “Shall I roll over?”

“Hmm? Oh, you mean so I can mount you? No. I’m sure you’re terribly sore after my indecent assault on your adorable ass.” Sebastian chuckled. “I can’t regret it, though, and may do it again. It was astoundingly arousing to see you stuffed with that dildo.” His voice was low and thick with passion. “But I’m determined to be less mean for the rest of the day.”

Parker winced. “I’m sorry about my…impertinence.”

Sebastian cupped his chin and turned his face toward him to plant a soft kiss. “No worries, dear boy. I like a bit of resistance. It would be boring if you submitted without protest all of the time.” He pinched Parker’s chin just enough to get his attention without really being painful. “Don’t let it go to your head.” Sebastian settled his hand on Parker’s chest.

Parker let himself drift. The day was nearly gone. Soon, Beasley would be bringing them up some dinner, which Sebastian had already said they’d eat in bed while watching a movie. Maybe Sebastian would fuck him after that, no matter what he said now. It took too much energy to work up any worry about it, so he allowed himself to simply enjoy his relaxed muscles, empty ass and even uncaged cock. Before taking him down to the basement for the massage, Sebastian had removed it. The pain of the dildo had left his dick limp, then and still.

“Parker?”

He roused to answer when nothing more was said. “Yes, Master?”

“Why did you have to sell yourself as a debt slave?”

The question surprised him. He wouldn’t have thought his master would care one way or another how he’d landed in his bed. “It was impossible to clear the enormous amount owed to lots of different creditors by simply working. I have no college degree, so no prospects of a high-paying job.”

“Mmm. That’s not exactly what I meant. Why were you in such debt at your age? Was it a family problem?”

Parker didn’t want to talk about this. He was ashamed of it all, and it was easier to accept his life as it was if he didn’t dwell on the circumstances of putting him there. What had happened couldn’t be changed and he didn’t want his resentment of his father to grow any bigger than it already was.

Sebastian waited for an answer, though, and there was no choice except to provide him with one.

“My father was this larger-than-life kind of guy. Everyone loved Danny Jameson. He was fun and generous, the life of any party.

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