by Brina Brady
These thoughts kept swirling in his mind. A knock and the door opening startled him. Charlie poked his head around.
“Is it okay to come in?” Charlie asked.
“Yes. I’m just lying in bed, doing nothing really. My ribs still hurt,” Jesse said.
Charlie entered the room with Master Andrew at his side. Jesse’s heart skipped a beat. What was Master Andrew doing here? He was surprised and excited to see him again, especially now when everything had turned to shit. Hopefully, he wasn’t here to tell Jesse he didn’t want him as a temporary sub. That was all he would need at this time.
How are you feeling? How are your ribs?” Master Andrew asked.
“Fine, Sir.”
“I heard you disobeyed Master Jake’s rules and left the house without telling anyone.” Master Andrew sat on the side of the bed, careful not to bump him.
“Yeah, I needed to get out of the house to clear my head. I ran out, not really knowing where I was going.”
“And then you ended up at a bar. Did you drink?”
“Just one, a boilermaker. My grandfather used to drink that. But then I thought that you wouldn’t want me to drink anymore, so I stopped.”
“Good. Now tell me about the man who threatened and hurt you.”
“He sat beside me at the bar. I didn’t know why he was staring at me, so I left and went for a walk on the beach.”
“Did he follow you to the beach?” Master Andrew took Jesse’s hand and kissed it.
“I guess so. I don’t remember anyone following me. I might have taken a nap on the beach or just zoned out, but when I woke up, he stood there, pointing a gun at me.”
“Master Jake called the police, and they want you to help the sketch artist tomorrow morning. Was that man ever in my club?”
“Sir, I don’t know. I didn’t pay much attention to other men at your club.”
“I was really worried about you. Are you sure you feel okay?”
“I am. Master Jake took me to the hospital to check out my ribs. They aren’t broken, just bruised, but they still hurt. I’ve taken some pain pills.”
“It’s best you don’t have alcohol when you’re taking pain pills.” Master Andrew picked up the small bottle. “These are strong. Make sure you only take them when you need them and not more than prescribed. People become addicted to these, and I don’t want that to happen to you.”
“Master Jake gave me the same speech, and he told me that he’s counting them, Sir.”
“Of course, he would.”
“Do you still want me to think about being your sub for two weeks?” Jesse had to ask, but he feared his answer.
“Why wouldn’t I? Jesse, everyone makes mistakes. I’m not perfect, and you’re not either, but guess what?”
“What, Sir?”
“I want you, even when you mess up.”
“I believe you, Sir. I bet you want to spank me, right?”
“I prefer play spanking, but I’ll spank for discipline too if needed. And what you did today is a spanking offense.”
“Master Jake was so serious I thought he was going to discipline me, but he called you instead.”
“He should have beaten your ass red for what you did, but he told me that he gave you a warning. You lucked out with his kindness. I wouldn’t have been so kind about this matter.”
“I told him I was sorry and that I won’t do it again, Sir. I feel like shit over it.”
“That was wise of you. I’ll see you Saturday. Rest up, pretty boy.” He leaned over Jesse and kissed him.
“I will, Sir.”
After Master Andrew left, he couldn’t sleep anymore. He packed up his meager possessions in boxes so he’d be ready to move in with Master Andrew.
***
In the morning, Master Jake took Jesse to the police station. They had him work with the artist to sketch a picture of the man. After, Master Jake took them out for breakfast; then they went home. Master Jake told Jesse to rest in bed or on the couch.
Jesse chose to stay in bed, tucked under the covers, and read a chapter for his history class. He imagined being with Master Andrew. He had to wait for Saturday before he could give him his answer. Only once during the day, he had changed his mind about giving Master Andrew a chance. Then he remembered how insanely happy he was when he was with him. He wanted to please him, and he needed a good Dom like him.
Charlie knocked on the door. “Can I come in?”
“Yes.”
Charlie entered the room and stared at the packed boxes, the light in his eyes dimming. “When did you pack?”
“Last night. I couldn’t sleep.”
Charlie crawled onto the bed and sat beside Jesse. “Let’s watch a movie in bed.”
“Where’s Master Jake?” Jesse didn’t like how gloomy and unhappy Charlie looked. Both of them had separation issues.
“He needs to sleep. So pick which Netflix movie you want to see.”
“Gangs of New York.” Jesse went through the menus to find the movie.
“Want me to make some popcorn?” Charlie asked.
“Yes, it’ll be like old times again,” Jesse said.
“Want a Coke too?”
“With ice cubes, please.”
“I know how you like it. Be right back.”
“Hey, Charlie. I’m not disappearing from the face of the earth. I’ll be seeing you a lot.”
“I know, but it’s still sad you’re going to be leaving.”
Not a minute later, Charlie came running back into the room, holding two presents wrapped in shiny red paper. “This just came for you.”
“Me?” Jesse straightened up against the headboard.
He slid his finger under the tape of one of the presents and peeled it open. Inside, he found a box of chocolates and a get-well card.
Jesse,
Get better and get back to your amazing self soon. You mean so much to me. Rest up for us.
Looking forward to hearing your answer to my proposal on Saturday at noon. Until then, stay the fuck out of trouble.
Master Andrew
“That was nice of him. He’s still thinking about you,” Charlie said.
“I love these particular chocolates. I wonder how he knew. Did you tell him?”
“No. Maybe he asked Master Jake. Or he maybe he knows you so well already that he thought these would be your favorite.”
“Or maybe it was just a lucky guess. Anyway, I love them.” Jesse said. “I’ll share them with you.”
“Open the other one,” Charlie suggested.
Less careful now, he pulled the paper off. A book, a BDSM book. He opened it, and a three-by-five blue card fell out. Read chapter one.
“He wants me to read chapter one.” Jesse turned to chapter one. The title was The Power of Submission, “It’s about the power of submission.”
“You need to learn about the power you have as a submissive to a Dom. Perfect reading for you. He’s so thoughtful,” Charlie said.
“He’s awesome.”
The microwave dinged. Charlie sighed. “Be right back. The popcorn is done.” He returned with a tray with the popcorn and the two Cokes. Jesse helped him with the tray when he climbed back onto the bed.
“I’m going to miss you being here with us,” Charlie said.
“I’ll miss you too.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Jesse
Five minutes before noon on Saturday, Jesse paced back and forth on the front porch, too anxious to sit still, but he smiled, bubbly and happy with the thought of belonging to Master Andrew. The heavy scent of the rose blooms perfumed the air. Their pink and red petals were striking against the backdrop of the white fence. Just as Jesse checked his phone again for the hundredth time, Master Andrew parked his car in front of the house. His punctuality gave Jesse a sense of security. Master Andrew had kept his word to the very minute.
Jesse opened the car door and slipped in.
“How are you?” Master Andrew asked.
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sp; “I’m much better, Sir. Thank you for the book and chocolates. They are my favorites. I also read chapter one so far.”
“You’re very welcome. I had a feeling you’d like them. Will you be able to swim? I was thinking of going to the beach.”
“Yes, Sir. I’m okay, apart from a few bruises here and there. The pain is so much less after I’ve taken the pain pills. I love the beach.”
As soon as they found an area on the beach, Master Andrew and Jesse unfolded the blanket and placed their shoes on the corners to hold it down. Jesse had left his phone and wallet in the car. They shed their jeans and T-shirts in an instant, no bothering with a slow strip show. Master Andrew scanned Jesse’s body and said, “Are you still taking pain pills?”
“No, Sir.” Jesse enjoyed the attention from Master Andrew. He made him feel special every time they were together. He couldn’t wait until he asked the question. He was ready to answer.
But Master Andrew had other plans. He took Jesse’s hand and dragged him in the water with him. Master Andrew dove through a powerful wave. Jesse remained standing, watching him swim away. The waves pounded against Jesse’s legs as he inched his way into the chilly ocean. Then he, too, dove in and swam out to where Master Andrew was waiting for him. After swimming for a while and splashing each other, Master Andrew led him to their blanket where they toweled off.
“That felt good,” Jesse said. When will Master Andrew ask if he wanted to be his sub? He hoped he hadn’t changed his mind.
“Did you get some time to think about my proposal?”
“I’ve thought a lot about it, Sir.”
“Well, what is your answer?”
“Yes, I want to be your sub, Sir. The day we met I knew there was something special about you. I trust you even after Sam dumped me. I hope you’ll find me acceptable in all areas.”
“This pleases me, Jesse. I worried you might not be ready, but I wanted you, and as for being acceptable, you’re more than acceptable.”
“I already packed my things, Sir.”
“You did?”
“Yes, I packed when you came to check on me a few days ago. After you left, I couldn’t sleep anymore. I’m really excited to be your sub.”
“Me too. Let’s go and get your things, then. I can’t wait to get you home.”
They shook the sand out of the blanket and carried it with their clothes and shoes to the car.
In the car, Master Andrew leaned over and took Jesse in his arms. They were so close they were breathing each other’s air. Master Andrew’s hand slipped inside the back of Jesse’s trunks. He squeezed one of his cheeks. Then he licked the side of Jesse’s neck, his tongue playing and tickling sending chills down his body. Master Andrew kissed him hard on the lips, then entered Jesse’s mouth, both their tongues exploring with excitement. Jesse’s cock gradually swelled from his touch.
“I can’t wait to fuck you,” Master Andrew said.
Panting, they broke apart. Master Andrew started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. At the house, Master Jake helped them load Jesse’s boxes into his truck. He and Charlie were going to help him move.
“You know I appreciate everything you’ve done for me,” Jesse said to Master Jake.
“It was my pleasure. I’m happy you and Master Andrew are starting a new relationship.” Master Jake gave Jesse a hug. “We’re going to miss you around here. Don’t forget about us.”
“I won’t, Sir.”
“You guys are invited to our home anytime,” Master Andrew said.
“Thanks, we’ll be over. Everything is in the truck. We can go,” Master Jake said.
Jesse sat in the car with Master Andrew while Master Jake drove the truck, and Charlie rode Jesse’s motorcycle to his house. As soon as they got there, they unloaded the boxes into Master Andrew’s bedroom. The walls were painted blue with a hint of gray and matched the blue-variegated comforter and shams. The dark walnut-colored wood furniture complemented the breezy beach atmosphere. The king-sized four-poster bed had four restraint loops and an adjustable, removable pilgrim stock attached to the posts at the foot of the bed. It seemed that Master Andrew not only played in his playroom but in his bedroom as well, and Jesse couldn’t be more excited about that. After they placed all the boxes in the bedroom, they returned to the living room.
“Thanks for helping,” Master Andrew said.
Charlie moved closer to Jesse. “Hey, I’m going to miss you, but you know we’ll see each other at school and hopefully at the club too.”
“I sure hope so. I’m going to miss you too.” Jesse hugged Charlie. “I’m so excited.”
Once they left, Master Andrew directed Jesse down the hall to the immaculate kitchen. The entire kitchen was white with a contrasting dark wooden floor and stainless-steel appliances. The blue-and-white-printed curtains over the sink window added the only color in the kitchen. Did Master Andrew hire someone, or had he taken care of the cleaning himself?
“Sit down. I’m going to make us lunch, and then we’ll talk.” Master Andrew pulled some sliced turkey, lettuce, tomatoes, and condiments from the refrigerator and set them on the counter. He picked up a loaf of dark bread from the walk-in pantry. The shelves were stacked with cans and boxes of food.
Jesse scanned through the sliding glass door. The screen-enclosed porch displayed a sparkling outdoor pool lined with bright blue chaise lounges. He wanted to jump into the pool and swim for hours.
“Hey, you can swim in the pool anytime as long as there is another person with you. I don’t want you to swim alone, ever.”
“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir. It’s a beautiful pool.”
“I built it with Jake and Malik. It was a lot of hard work, but we did it.”
“That’s impressive.”
“We’re going to build one for Jake and Charlie this year. You can help too if you like.”
“That would be fun.” Life might just work out for him. He loved how Master Andrew made him feel wanted and special. And he wouldn’t want him to stay away from Charlie but allowed him to see him. It made it easier that Master Andrew and Master Jake were friends.
Master Andrew set their plates and drinks on the table and sat across from Jesse.
“I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you’re giving me a chance to show you how to be in a good BDSM relationship with a good Dom. But it’s more than that. I have strong feelings for you. I already cared for you when Jake told me what had happened to you. But when I met you and actually talked to you, my feelings only grew stronger. I wanted you, still want you. Now more than ever.”
“And I like you a lot too. I guess you can tell.” Jesse blushed from the compliment and looked shyly at his plate
“I knew that the first time we met.”
Master Andrew reached for his hand and kissed it. Jesse loved the attention Master Andrew gave him, something he wasn’t used to unless he assisted them in getting off. He hoped that one day he would get Sam out of his mind and that all the bad would be replaced with Master Andrew’s kindness.
“How are you? Are you in pain?”
“My ribs are much better, but my hip still slightly hurts from the kicking, Sir.”
“Jake said you had a sketch artist make a picture of the guy. Can you remember anything peculiar about him?”
“No, Sir. He was just a regular guy, but he sounded like he was from here. He said Sam told him to warn me not to become your sub.”
“I’m glad you didn’t let him tell you what to do. We’re going to make sure you’re safe. Until we get to the bottom of this, you’ll always be with someone. Never go anywhere alone.” Master Andrew handed Jesse a house key.
“Thank you, Sir. I’m really happy being here with you.” Jesse attached the key to his keychain. He cherished the key to his new home.
“When you’re finished, put your plate and glass in the dishwasher, then go to our bedroom. Wait on your knees, naked, at the foot of the bed.”
“Yes, Sir.” After Jesse fini
shed eating, he did as he was told, then made his way to the bedroom.
He stripped down and placed his folded his clothes neatly on the padded armchair. He kneeled at the foot of the bed, bowed his head, and waited for Master Andrew.
Within five minutes, Master Andrew meandered into the room, made his way over to Jesse, and circled around him. He stopped behind him and placed his hand on Jesse’s shoulder. His touch warmed the coolness of Jesse’s skin.
“You’re a perfect sub, Jesse. Your body does more than please me.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Jesse was relieved he had passed Master Andrew’s inspection.
He walked toward the dresser and took something out of one of the drawers.
“I’ve got your collar for two weeks. Everyone will know you’re my sub, and no one will touch you or reclaim you. Are you ready to wear my collar?”
“Yes, Sir. I’d be honored to.”
“You can stand now, arms behind your back, and look at me.” Master Andrew’s beautiful blue eyes shone with love and approval.
“Jesse,” Master Andrew said, “I promise to protect you. I’ll never violate your trust in me. This collar will be a symbol of your submission to me.”
He kissed Jesse’s lips.
“Normally, I’d mark your ass as mine, but I’m going to wait until you heal.”
“My ass is not bruised, Sir,” Jesse pleaded.
“I have another way to mark you.”
“Are you going to mark me in your playroom?”
“Not today. We’re taking things slow.”
“Yes, Sir.” Jesse wanted to play in the playroom now, but he knew Master Andrew wouldn’t change his mind. Jesse trusted he had his best interests at heart. Besides, his hip still gave him a bit of trouble when he walked. The doctor had said it would take a few days for the pain to lessen. Perhaps it was better not to do too much.
Master Andrew gestured to the bed. Jesse made his way to the bed, lay flat on his back, and waited for more directions. Master Andrew undressed and stood over the bed. His erect cock was huge in every way. Jesse’s eyes lit up at Master Andrew’s naked body.
“Sir, I love your big cock. I hope someday you’ll let me suck it dry.”
“Turn over, young man,” Master Andrew ordered.