Page 17 of The Toymaker
“I meant you, Master.”
Riju pulled back to squint at him. “What do you mean?”
“Can I suck your cock, Master? Your cum would be my dessert.”
“Are you trying to trick me?”
“No, Master! I wouldn’t do that. It’s a joke and like saying your cum is the creamy filling of your cock." Kit chuckled. "Like those sweet rolls in the market. I guess it was a dumb joke, Master.”
Riju tilted his head for a second before reaching for his belt. “It wasn’t dumb. I’m also not going to say no to having my cock sucked.”
***
The next morning, Kit was allowed a big breakfast. Later, he was left in the shop to lean over the counter next to a new display of wooden paddles. Trig had made a tiny sign that said “Try before you buy!” in bold, painted letters, so Kit was pretty sure he'd get a couple of wallops at some point.
Trig and Riju were in the sitting room, and he could faintly make out their voices. Trig’s grew annoyed after several minutes.
“Why do you have to be so mean about it?” came Riju’s voice.
“Stop asking. It's only a damn fair, and I can't believe you thought I'd say yes.”
Riju let out a noise like he was either in pain, furious, or both. For a moment, Kit’s heart quickened, and Trig’s boots stomped through the hall. “I said no.”
“But I want to go with him!”
Trig came through the doorway and into the shop. “And I said no. I make the rules.” Kit kept his ass stuck out and his hands flat on the counter as Trig moved to stand across from him. “Oh, boy. Here we go. A meltdown over a damn fair.”
Riju came to stand in the entrance and glare at Trig. “I’ll take him anyway.”
“No, you won’t,” said Trig. “I told you already he needs strict discipline and very little rest or fun time in his first two weeks or so. That’s why he can’t even have fun books just yet. He’s a slave, and he needs to learn his place so if he feels like being bratty later, he’ll think twice. The fair starts in a few days, and it’s too soon to be letting him out, so the answer is no.”
“It’s not going to make him bra-”
“For fuck’s sake, I thought this would be clear. You can go by yourself as long as you don’t stay out all day.”
“But I want to take him, and he can have-have-” Riju stumbled over his words as he seemed to be struggling to think. His face had pinkened, and his eyes were watery. Kit wanted to go hug him or do something even though he had no idea whatwas going on, but he didn’t dare move from his spot because he’d get a paddling from Trig.
“Remember to stop and think for a second so you don’t mix up your words,” said Trig.
“He’s not a bad slave! He’s been good even-”
“I know he’s been mostly good so far, but he’s a painslut, and it hasn’t been that long yet,” said Trig. “A couple of pats on his behind won’t do much because it’s barely foreplay to him. He needs strictness now, so if he thinks of misbehaving in the future, he'll reconsider it. When you’re training a new pleasure slave, going to the fair isn’t a part of it. Must I explain it again?”
“It’s our only chance.” Riju crouched on the floor at the entrance of the hall and pressed his side against the wall. “It’ll be done for a whole year, and we’ll have missed it!”
“Lower your damn voice.”
“No, I won’t lower my voice!”
“Lower your voice. I’m not in the mood today, and it’s not happening this year. You can go next year with him, okay?”
“You’re trying to trick me! His year will be over before the fair starts again next year. He won’t be here, and I want to go this year with him now because he’s good. You have to be nice too. You said so, and that’s why you were nice to me after I bit y-you!”
“That was a long time ago, and a completely different situation,” said Trig. “You weren't even my apprentice yet. I was nice because you were terrified of me. It’s just a stupidfair,and you’ve been to it plenty of times.”
“That doesn’t mean I don't like it anymore!” Riju clenched his fists as he started sobbing. “You didn't even want to go with me last year or the y-year before that. You acted like I was a nuisance even though I just wanted you to come with me for a couple of hours instead of me going by myself.”
“For Elira’s sake.”
