Page 4 of The Toymaker
“I’ve had pleasure slaves, and I’ve also had submissives. We've had a few pleasure slaves here at the shop too for short periods. Do you have experience with pain and bondage? I can’t deal with someone who whines over a spanking.”
“I have a pretty good tolerance, and I’ve had experience with bondage and whips. I'm a bit of a painslut as long as there's no blood.”
“Do you need pain to get off?”
“No.”
“I don't do blood either. What about being shared and used in public?”
“I haven’t done that as much, and it's not something I need, but I do like it.”
“Have you ever done a gang bang?”
“Once. I liked it.”
“So if I used you in a demonstration and let the students have you afterward, you’d be okay with it?” asked Trig. “It wouldn’t be a frequent thing. Depending on what I teach, it might happen.”
Being the focal point in such an activity with everyone using him at once was exciting, and he nodded. “I’d be fine with it.”
“And if you were being trained, and I decided to put you outside with a free sign, you’d like that? It would only be while I’m training you.”
“I like being used as my owner sees fit even if it means pleasuring someone else.”
Trig nodded. “All right. I think you'll work. You’ll have to meet my apprentice first. He went out for a walk since it was slow, and we didn’t have much to do today. We’ve been together for several years, and he’s my submissive. He likes dominating too, so having a third sometimes works out for us.” The bell tinkled, the front door slammed, and Trig glanced up. “Oh, that’s him. You can meet Riju now, but watch what you say around him.”
“Er, what am I not supposed to say?”
“Just…pretend he’s normal. He’ll be your Master too if I take you, and he’ll have nearly as much power as me, so you better treat him with respect.”
“Okay.”
“Riju, we’re in here.”
Kit wanted more clarification. Boots came down the hall, and it turned out Riju was the same man from the garden. Up close, Kit could see his red hair came to his rear. His eyes were purple, and he wore red-rimmed spectacles. His sky-blue coat seemed brighter with his loose hair, and his skin was a tanned color.
Dear Elira. This man would be Kit’s other Master, and he’d get to submit to him too? Kit’s heart quickened a bit since he’d always liked redheads, and while Trig wasn't ugly, Riju was absolutely gorgeous.
Kit flushed because it was his turn to be stared at, and he was naked. Riju didn’t seem impressed since his face was blank.
“Hi,” said Kit.
“He’s here for the position,” said Trig. “This is Kit. Kit, this is Riju.”
“Oh.” Riju immediately went to lay across Trig’s lap on his stomach, and he gave Kit a suspicious look.
Trig poked his shoulder. “You're supposed to say hello.”
“Hello.”
Trig patted his back. “Did you lock the door?”
“Mhm.” Riju turned his head away.
“Kit, do you have family here? If you’re going to be away for a year and need to tell anyone or come up with an excuse…”
Kit tried not to fidget. “Er, I don’t have anybody. My Father sold me when I was six, so-”
“Excuse me?” Trig’s eyebrows nearly disappeared into his hair.
