Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
He checked the list and pulled the door open farther. “The master of the house is happy you could join us.”
“Thank you.” I nodded and stepped inside. There was a lounge area to the right, which was used as a dressing area for those who needed it. This wasn’t the first time I’d been at Micah’s home, though this would obviously be different as it was Finley by my side.
“You still with me?” I asked as we slipped into the room.
“Yes, Sir. Very much with you.”
I chuckled before taking his shirt off. My fingers went to the button on his pants next. He sucked in a quick breath, and I paused but then continued. He knew what to say if he needed me to slow down or stop.
I stripped him so he wore nothing but my collar, the harness, and a cage, then hooked the leash onto the loop on the back of the harness. “On your knees. I expect you to stay there all night unless I instruct differently.”
“Yes, Sir,” he replied beautifully.
I led him from the dressing room into the main part of the house. It was extravagant, really, with floor-to-ceiling windows and french doors along the back leading out to a private yard. Inside there were couches, chairs, benches, and other pieces of furniture throughout the space. On the tables were bowls with condoms and lube. I could see people swimming out back, and there were others in the front room, talking, kissing, sucking, fucking, kneeling. There was a man who was a footstool for his Master, and another squeezed between two guys, who were fondling him.
“Wow. Aidan, long time no see!” Micah walked over to us. He was a tall black man with a kind smile that masked his very dominant nature.
“Thanks for having us,” I told him.
“And who is this?” he asked, nodding down at Finley.
“This is my boy, Finley. Say hello.”
He looked up at Micah. “Hello, Sir.” His face was a delicious pink.
“Jesus, he’s gorgeous, Aidan. And collared too. That’s a surprise.”
“I definitely didn’t see it coming,” I teased, and we laughed. “But he is very much mine.”
Finley rubbed his face against my thigh. Reaching down, I threaded my fingers through his hair. Micah and I spoke, not engaging Finley again. He waited patiently, obediently, without interrupting. There was no surprise that he did so well. He was so naturally subservient, so eager to please, that I expected nothing less of him.
“I should go mingle,” Micah said after a little while. “David’s here. He’s watching a demonstration in the back room.”
“Thanks, Micah.”
I tugged on Finley’s leash. He followed, and we went through the room, down a hallway, and into another room, where a man was bound to a cross as a Dom caned him. His ass and thighs were welted, small drops of blood along some of them.
Finley slowed down.
“Are you okay?” I asked. It was a lot. I knew he’d never seen anything so intense.
“Yes, Sir. I just… Do you do that?”
“I have, but it’s not something I need. Do you want it?”
I didn’t think he did, but it wasn’t as if he’d never surprised me. “No. That’s not… I think that’s too much for me.”
“Good boy. Thank you for being honest.”
I saw David in the corner, and we joined him. The man being caned was screaming and begging but so obviously in his element.
“Hey, man,” David said to me. “And look at you, pretty boy. It’s good to see you again, Finley.”
“Hello, Sir,” Finley said, preening under the praise. I wasn’t sure if he even realized it.
“He’s flawless,” David said.
“He is, isn’t he? My pretty, slutty boy.”
Finley’s body shuddered, and his eyes sort of glowed. Oh yes, he definitely liked this.
“Why don’t you show off for me? Show David what’s mine.”
There was a moment of panic in eyes before he settled into his desires. “Yes, Sir. How should I do it?”
“Turn around.” There was no hesitance on my part, no jealousy. There were rules in place, and I knew Finley belonged to me. I quite liked showing him off too.
He turned slowly, giving David a good look at him. Another man approached as Finley showed himself off. When he had his ass toward David, I said, “Stop.”
He did so.
“Arch your back.”
He did that too, showing off his ass.
“Do you share him?” the other Dom asked.
“No. I show him off, but he’s all mine.” Finley looked at me, that floating expression on his face that told me he was already finding that space inside him he reveled in. I knelt beside him, dipped my fingers between his ass cheeks, and rubbed his rim. “Whose hole is this?”
“Yours, Sir, always yours.”
I pushed my fingers into his mouth, he sucked them, and then my hand was at his ass again. I slid one wet finger inside.