Page 20 of Justice For Me

Malachi swung the door open and gestured for the boy to step inside. “Well, welcome to the real thing, kid. Trust me, it’s much better than any pictures.”

Justice’s eyes widened as he scanned the room, noting all the strange furniture that was certainly created for sex and all the implements of torture lining the walls. Shit, he didn’t have a fucking clue what half this shit was but common sense told him he needed to be worried about all of it. Some of that bondage furniture looked about three levels above his highest level of comfort. Suddenly the wonderful buzzing in his ass seemed so fucking kindergarten and he’d thought he was the cock of the walk for being able to handle it on his first night out in the ‘big leagues’. He was in so much fucking trouble.

“Do you see the big screen television over on that wall?” Malachi nodded in the direction of the ninety-six inch television mounted on the wall. “Go over and get in your waiting position in front of the screen while I get a few things prepared.”

Justice took a deep breath, enjoying the sweet mixture of fear and excitement bubbling in his tummy and cock. “Are you going to take the plug…”

“No! Waiting position…now.”

“Sir, yes, Sir,” Justice answered with a smirk and mock salute that would require some serious discipline later in the evening. Tonight would be all about trying to learn some of his boundaries, what drove him wild with pleasure, and what scared the shit out of him…but still drove him wild with pleasure. Most important, Meg, through skype, would be a part of their games. He wanted her here, in his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist while he fucked her cunt with the powerful thrusts that always left her screaming his name as she came but skype would have to suffice until after Justice’s trial.

He pulled out the tools he needed for the session. All the penis wands and XL dildos were definitely out of the question for at least the first few times they all played together. Tonight he planned to strap him onto the extreme punishment bench because it would give him access to all the wonderfully sensitive spots Justice had to offer…but wouldn’t allow for much squirming or wiggling. He pulled out a dildo plug with a cock ring attached. It was slightly larger than the one stuffed up Justice’s pretty ass right now but not large enough to cause a panic attack when the boy saw it. The rings of fire nipple press knit followed, along with a paddle and a one shot enema launcher. These items would certainly push his limits and offer up a challenge. If he’d learned anything at all about his boy, it was that he had to be focused and busy, always pushing his limits.Maybe that’s what his tattoo meant?

With everything he needed on a large platter, he turned and started toward Justice. The poor kid was squirming uncomfortably as his kneeling position caused the plug to be rammed even further inside of him and mostly because he’d been completely unattended for almost three whole minutes. He was probably going nuts without something to focus his attention on.

For intimidation purpose alone, he placed the platter on the floor in front of Justice so he would be forced to see what he had planned for him. He wasn’t disappointed. Those pretty pale blue eyes widened as they studied all the contraptions that he most assuredly didn’t understand but probably feared.

“Look scary to you?” he asked. “Always be honest.”

“Yes, Sir. I have no clue what most of that fucking shit is.” His head tilted from side to side as he tried to figure out what was going where. He looked like a cute puppy being introduced to fetch for the first time.

Malachi chuckled as he lost the battle to try and remain unattached and withdrawn like he usually did when playing. He never mistreated a sub, male or female, and always ensured they reached their highest level of submission and pleasure, but heneverallowed his own heart to play. He had wanted to with Megan, but submissive, she was not! “Well, that was honest,” he commented drily. “I’m going to call you pet or pup. If you don’t like it…well, that’s unfortunate.”

Justice smirked. “Ruff. Ruff.” Call him pet or pup? Sure, it fit much more than Malachi would ever know. His last girlfriend, the one that would have more than likely filed a restraining order against him if his dad hadn’t intervened on his behalf, had told him he reminded her of a stupid puppy. You could kick it, scream at it, and beat it…but it always came bounding back for more, stupid tongue hanging out of its mouth like it still loved you more than kibbles.

Was that what he was like? Was he that pathetic? Shit. If Malachi asked him to run out naked to pick up the morning paper between his teeth, he’d probably do it…and drop it at his feet and nuzzle his damned fucking leg.

“Gonna make you yelp, smart ass,” Malachi replied. “Now, are you ready to meet your Mistress?”

Justice’s head jerked up and whipped around in every direction as he nervously scanned the room for another person there to witness his naked and slightly humiliated position. The room was completely empty except for him and Malachi. He breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t lied to Malachi, he was fucking excited about adding a woman into their mix but he wasn’t sure he was ready for a woman to witness his initiation into the BDSM world. He liked to consider himself a badass, but he was pretty sure he was going to scream like a girl before Malachi was finished with him.

“Is she here, Sir?”Please say no. Please say no.

Malachi flipped on the screen and clicked away at the keyboard in front of him. Within seconds, the huge television screen displayed Megan, dressed completely in black leather and smiling the most wickedly sexy smile Justice had ever seen in his life. She looked all dominatrix, fuck-you-up and make-you-like-it kind of vixen…until she grinned great big and waved at him and Malachi.

“Hey, baby. Love you!” Her sexy voice tickled Justice’s ears and honest to God, he watched Malachi get a huge boner just from her friendly smile and sweetheart wave. It literally almost fucking burst through the leather of his skin tight pants.

“Love you back, Meg. This is Justice. He’s interested in training to be our submissive, our lover to share and to play with in all sorts of naughty ways.” He nudged Justice with his knee. “Address your Mistress, Justice.”

“Holy fucking shit, mother of all that’s holy, son of a bitch…” he whispered in disbelief as his eyes soaked up her cock-hardening beauty. She had inky black hair that looked like it hung past her curvy ass, bright azure blue eyes, dark red lips, and a rockin’ body that was soft in all the right places and intimidatingly hard in others. The red-head with the pink fuzzies hadn’t sent off the first dominatrix vibe, but Malachi’s woman owned it. His stupid cock got even harder and dipped away from his body, toward Megan, hundreds of miles away, Megan. Stupid cock.

She giggled and winked at him. Ah, Megan sweet, Malachi, not sweet. He got it. Opposites attract and all that lovey-dovey shit.

“That is not a proper greeting for your Mistress, pet. Correct yourself and don’t be surprised when you are punished later.”

“Hello, Mistress. Why in the hell do you fool with this guy?” He tilted his head toward a frowning Malachi. “Oh, yea. I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you, Mistress.” He added with a boyish grin while making puppy-dog eyes at her.

“Oh, Malachi. He is delicious,” she complimented with another one of her mega-watt smiles. “It’s no wonder he’s almost driven you crazy. It would be like me being surrounded with cotton candy and not able to take the first bite.”

“Yea, yea,” Malachi mocked. “He’s a real peach. Never shuts up and won’t do a thing you tell him to…except when he thinks he’s earned a good hard spanking for something. I believe our pet may be a bit of a pain whore.”

“Who are you kidding? I can’t get a word in edge-wise around this guy.” Justice said playfully. “Follows me around like a puppy dog.” Justice couldn’t believe how comfortable he suddenly felt. Sure, he was completely naked, cock standing tall and balls hanging low, but all the feelings flowing through him were wonderfully erotic and warm. Uh oh, he needed to dial it down a notch…too much like a relationship and he was looking for playtime only.

“Do you really want to play with us, Justice? I know this may shock you, but sometimes Malachi can come across as a bit of a bully that must get his way every single time about every single thing. Are you willing, pet?” She used the same endearment Malachi had chosen for him and it caused shivers of delight to dance around in him.

“Willing and hopefully able, Mistress,” he answered truthfully.

“I wish I were there,” she said. Her eyes, sparkling with love and excitement, locked onto Malachi. “Entertain me, lovers.”

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