Chapter 12
Rohan
He might’ve packed nothing but random clothes and his work stuff, but I’d remembered to pack the most important things...sex toys and sexy underwear.
I’d put him in the underwear later because that was going to be fun, but as I carefully led him up the stairs, I decided it was time to put the toys to good use.
And since I planned to start with the cock cage that looked so new I wasn’t sure it’d ever been used, I kept a tight hold on his soft dick as we went to my bedroom.
“The first thing I’m going to do with you is make sure you can’t disappoint me again.
” The vague threat and the tug I gave his cock had a jolt firing through Knox.
“Then we’ll work on your punishment. I wasn’t anywhere near ready to let you have an orgasm, and I can’t let the rest of the servants think I’m soft on you. ”
I was starting to get very soft on my naughty author, but this wasn’t the fantasy for that. “At the very least, that hair-trigger little penis of yours should be spanked, but I’m feeling generous since it’s your first night with me.”
Knox’s moan proved me right but he tried to play it off as worry. “I’m...I’m sorry, Master. You’re so...I’m just...I’m sorry.”
No, he was not.
I could feel the desire to be used and spanked and get another orgasm bouncing around in him like naughty ping-pong balls.
“You will be.” Rubbing a finger over the head of his cock as I kept the rest of my hand wrapped around the base, I shrugged and played the asshole Master who owned him, body and soul. “It’s clear you need a firm hand or you’ll get greedy...and I can’t have that.”
The shiver that raced through Knox had me holding him tighter as we finally got to my bedroom. Just feeling me pressed against his back and hearing the fantasy seemed to scramble his brains because his thoughts were fragmented at best. “I...I’ll be good. I know...I know how much I owe you, Master.”
Yep, I’d rescued him from himself, and from his house, and from the gremlins who lived there...and fantasy or not, I still needed to do some work on helping him release the stress he’d been carrying around for entirely too long.
He was beyond tired and he’d clearly been alone too long.
“I’m going to make sure you don’t forget.” Stroking my hand up his bare chest to remind him just how naked he was, I jerked my head and sighed like I was talking to someone else in the room. “Leave. You can finish your chores later.”
Pausing like someone had reacted, I huffed. “Don’t think looking apologetic will get you out of trouble. Just be grateful I’m putting off your punishment until tomorrow. This should’ve been done hours ago.”
Knox nearly melted into me and I could feel him sinking back into the fantasy of being watched and owned.
“Report to me first thing and bring your paddle. I won’t have you putting off your chores.” Pausing again, I scoffed and started moving Knox toward the bed.
When the imaginary slave would’ve had enough time to leave, I shook my head and sighed. “He’s going to regret trying to manipulate me. The naughty slut just thinks that if he’s in here at the end of the day, I’ll take him to bed and fuck him.”
Knox’s whole body seemed to tense and his hips thrust forward as he whined. “I...”
Chuckling, I pinched one nipple since we’d made it safely to my bedroom and I didn’t have to worry about him falling or killing himself. “Yes, you’re going to satisfy your Master once I’ve seen to your punishment, so I don’t need him tonight.”
His whimper was pure need but I pretended to hear it as fear. “No, begging won’t get you out of it. You need to learn your place in my household.”
And he needed a very thorough scene to get him out of his head enough that he’d actually sleep through the night.
There weren’t going to be any more three in the morning social media posts. Knox was going to get a good night’s sleep if I had to tie him up and fuck him mindless.
“Now, I’m going to put you on my bed and I expect you to stay still and soft. Is that clear?” Panic raced through him as I turned him around and pretended like I was going to release his cock.
“Master! Please. I can’t. If you. I’ll.” The words kept stopping like he was changing thoughts faster than his mouth could keep up. “Please.”
Tapping on the head of his dick as I made a thinking sound, I finally sighed. “Are you confessing that you’ll get hard if I release you? Even knowing I’m going to be punishing you?”
His cheeks got hot as he nodded, looking every inch the naughty virgin he was pretending to be. “Yes, Master. I’m...I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
“Your inner slut is coming out.” I knew I’d hit the right asshole tone when he whimpered again and tried to fuck my hand. “Virgins.”
The rolling my eyes tone seemed to make it even more erotic for the naughty slut in my arms, and I could feel his legs getting wobbly, so I knew I had to get him sitting down very soon. “Please, Master.”
Yep, releasing him would be a poor decision on my part.
“Are you telling me that you have so little control over yourself that you’d get hard again if I released your little toy?
” I was pretty sure it was the disbelieving tone that had his hips thrusting forward again.
“Well, it seems like you’re a little slut that I’m going to have to keep a close eye on. ”
And the wobbly legs were back.
“I’m sorry, Master.” He was trying to sound apologetic and humiliated but his hips kept tattling on him.
So his Master scoffed. “Fine.”
Pausing, I sighed and acted like I was waiting. The silence or maybe just the way I was dragging things out was making Knox insane. His whole body was vibrating as I made impatient sounds. “You. Come here.”
Knox jolted as I called to an imaginary servant walking by. “Get me the cage over there. No. Don’t grab your cock. It’s not for you.”
Huffing, I did my best to sound frustrated. “Slut. It seems that I have too many needy slaves wandering around here. I’ll have to arrange for some entertainment to wear a few of you out.”
Knox sucked in a breath like images of orgies had flashed through his mind, but I ignored it as I made impatient noises to fill the silence of the room. When it seemed like the servant would’ve had enough time to walk across the room, I released Knox long enough to slap my arm. “Behave.”
Whining at whatever delicious images were flashing through his head as he heard the spanking sound, Knox was shaking as I reached for the cage that had been sitting on the bed. “Do I need to remind you to behave as well?”
A tiny tug on his soft cock had Knox’s head falling back as he tried to be a good slave. “No, Master. I...I’ll be good.”
That didn’t sound believable at all, but luckily for him, I didn’t need good acting or promises we both knew he couldn’t keep.
“That’s what I thought.” Sounding like an ass, I huffed like he was being a drama queen and when he seemed to be distracted with trying to decide if he should apologize again, I slipped the cock cage over the head of his dick.
It was the first time my quick reflexes had been used in quite that way before, but I had it on before he could get hard, so I was giving myself props. “There we go.”
Knox had gone impossibly still, which made getting it fastened easier than I’d expected, but once I released his dick completely, he came back to life. “Oh, Master.”
I wasn’t sure that was him staying in character any longer or his sincere response at being caged for me, but I gave the restraint a pat anyway. “Yes, this is much better. You’re already much more submissive.”
Whatever had gone through his head got a shiver from my naughty author and I almost laughed. “Now, I have a punishment to see to.”
And the shaking was back.
But with both hands free, I wasn’t worried about him hurting himself any longer, so I got us safely moved over to a large chair in the corner. It usually had no purpose whatsoever, but it hadn’t fit anywhere else.
It seemed like it had a new lease on life, though, because it was the perfect spanking chair.
Knox was stunned brainless as I walked him across the room, but he came back to life, moaning and trying to thrust against my lap, as soon as I laid him over my thighs.
A quick pop to his sexy ass didn’t help his ability to behave any but it stopped the humping for a few seconds while I got him situated. “Naughty slut.”
He just groaned and shook, sounding like he was going in and out of the fantasy now that his punishment was right in front of him.
Telling myself I’d remember that for later fantasies, I gave him his first firm spank and soaked up all the sexy sounds he made. Knox couldn’t seem to decide what to do or how to act, so he just whimpered and wiggled as I spanked him and the cage tormented him.
Every pop had him trying to grind his cock against my lap but the cage kept him from getting hard and getting all the good sensations he knew were possible. Another time I might’ve felt bad, but he’d just come and the torment was something he needed.
“Slut, stop trying to hump me if you ever want to get out of that cage.” Spanking right over his hole since he’d spread his legs so temptingly for me, I scoffed as he whined. “It’s an adequate tray for dessert but I don’t need it for anything else.”
Trailing one finger over his needy entrance, I paused his spanking to fuck with him. “Being able to display your body and use your hole will please me more. The cage just leaves your tiny toy looking even smaller than it is, and I think my guests will enjoy the visual.”
Oh, he enjoyed the threat of being displayed.
I was definitely going to be asking some questions about that, but first, we had other plans, so I went back to spanking him and used my other hand to keep teasing his hole.
Alternating spanks and pressing against his entrance to keep the idea of being fucked in the back of his head, I kept up the wonderful torture until he was right on the edge of subspace.