Page 102 of Hog Tied

The thing was heavy in my hand, more severe than a piece of wood and leather should be, but it wasn’t the actual weight of the item but the meaning. This step was big, inflicting this pain on my slave, having him feel everything I felt for him with that pain.

I unwound the coil, and there was a collective gasp from the audience. I looked out quickly to see the family I was collecting. Noah and Eli were in front, holding hands and sitting close. Burke, Damon, and Joel were near the stage, ready to help Theo get to the aftercare room.

They’d all shared my recent life, my trials, and Theo; they’d befriended a man that didn’t want friends before them. He’d pushed everyone away but somehow invited all of us in, knowing we were different.

I moved the whip into my left hand and warmed my right arm, circling it in broad movements, lifting, stretching as the crowd grew silent. I went to the microphone and repeated what Ryan said and more. “Thank you for being respectful and quiet. I need intense concentration, but when it’s over, please let Theo know how well he did, as I’m sure he will. But please, stay to watch the next demonstration and introduction of some amazing people. Thank you.”

I got a soft round of applause then the room fell silent again as I went to Theo and ran my hand lovingly down his back. “Are you still okay?”

“I’m good. …it’s weird; I’m settling into some deep place.”

“Subspace. It’s good, baby. I’m going to begin now.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I’ll do a few practice whips and strike you. Take my pain.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I walked back eight feet from him and set the whip into my right hand, rolling my wrist, and I took the whipped and unfurled it in one swift, sure movement.

The crack was so loud in the quiet room that I saw from the corner of my eye several men jump in their seats. Another got everyone’s full attention, and I saw Theo’s head loll to the side, the right again.

I’d used the thing before, loving the feel of the whip in my hand and the pain it could cause, but I had tremendous respect for it. It could cause a lot more than a simple welt like a lot of implements could. It would flay the skin quickly; it could cut deep enough to sever an artery, and keeping all those in mind, I set my sights on Theo’s beautiful, flawless back.

Five strikes. That was all I needed, and I knew all Theo could take. He wasn’t a pain slut, and didn’t get off on pain, but he was getting much better at tolerating it, and he’d even begun to ask for it.

The whip was big, something he’d never experienced, but it would bring us closer.

I whipped it, targeting the exact placement, watching the tail unfurl and the crack of it in the same place I wanted it. One clear, straight line from Theo’s shoulder blade to the middle of his back. Theo’s head fell back as he wailed, and I listened for the safeword that didn’t come.

Another whip struck perfectly, another line on the right side that matched nearly perfectly with the left line. Again Theo choked a wail, and his sweet body clenched, his ass so tight at that moment, I knew I’d never get my dick in if I tried.

The third line came to cross right in the center of the other two, making an almost perfect H.

Ryan came behind me, rubbing my shoulders. “Go check on him after he quiets, then finish strong.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I went to Theo once his cries were barely audible, and I made him turn his head entirely to me. “Theo, are you there?”

“I’m…that fucking hurts! You’re a fucking monster!”

I chuckled and whispered, “There you are.”

“Finish before I lose my mind, and don’t get angry when I have you shot!”

“My baby. I’m going to finish, then Brett will help you in the aftercare room.”

“Good!”

Theo sobbed hard when I let the other two loose, but he didn’t safeword. He admitted later he would have if I’d given him one more lash. When I was finished with him and Brett helped him off the cross, I had him turn to the audience so they could see my word.

One H and one T for Hud and Theo. Everyone jumped to their feet in a thunderous round of applause, and Burke ran up on stage to help Brett get Theo to the aftercare room. I felt drained and happy, and Theo looked over his shoulder at me, winking, knowing what was coming.

Ryan was behind me, and he set a hand on my ass. “Are you ready?”

“I better be.”

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