Out of the Ashes (Trust Book 2)

by A M Raulerson

  Walking back I watched his eyes. No, I didn’t see any fear when he was looking over the items in my hands.

  “Now because you decided not to answer when I asked you a question I will make sure you remember that choice every time you take a step for the next few days. I won’t do any permanent damage though. That would be annoying to deal with later. So… how does ten lashings with a cane sound Boy? Ten lashes each foot.”

  “Ten lashes sounds good Patron.”

  It wasn’t a lot, but he would feel it. I wouldn’t really hurt him, there were rules I followed as a Dom and I would not change them. This wouldn’t feel good, but he disobeyed me willingly. He had been warned and now he knew a punishment was coming. And he knew it would hurt.

  “Hold his feet Boy. Make sure he doesn’t move them. Because you can’t count the strikes Dirt, my Boy will do it for you, but feel free to make any amount of noise you feel like making… for now. Foot up Boy.”

  My Boy lifted Dirt’s right foot, leaning gently against his back. It would give Dirt something to flex against when the pain hit, and I didn’t draw it out.

  Pop Pop Pop!

  “One, two, and three Patron.”

  I’d watched Dirt bite down and clench his whole body against the stinging pain in his feet. I was careful not to hit the same spot twice, but even though the man had big feet it would be close.

  Pop Pop Pop!

  “Four, five, and six Patron.”

  I could hear the sympathy in my Boys voice, but I wasn’t at all surprised that Dirt made little to no noise at all. I know from experience that caning the bottom of a man’s feet hurt. I wasn’t using too stiff a cane though. Sure some of the pain would lessen, but I wasn’t kidding when I said he would remember me for the next few days.

  Pop Pop Pop!

  “Seven, eight, and nine Patron.”

  “I believe I will switch feet Boy. Give Dirt a little time to think about the last stripe to go on that one. Other foot Boy.”

  Pop Pop Pop Pop!

  “One, two, three, and four Patron.”

  I was watching Dirt like a hawk. I wanted it to hurt, it had to in order to make him believe we were being genuine. The last thing I wanted to do was really hurt him though, so I would be careful. He was panting now, but still not making any other noise.

  Pop Pop Pop!

  “Five, six, and seven Patron.”

  Pop Pop!

  “Eight and nine Patron.”

  Walking around in front of the man I looked into his eyes as coolly as I could manage. Looking at his eyes to make sure he was okay. The man was more than ok, he loved this! What I thought had been panting from pain had been excitement, and now he knew that I knew.

  I looked down at the floor in front of the man and saw a pool of drool and precum forming under his leaking cock. Looking back up, I kept my eyes on him for another minute before smirking and walking back behind him. Knowing that he enjoyed the pain would make this whole scene a little easier.

  Making eye contact with my Boy again I nodded to let him know everything was okay, giving him a much sweeter smile than I’d given Dirt.

  “Both feet Boy. Hold them high.”

  Swinging high from left to right I hit the left foot first. Quickly circling in a figure eight I brought the cane around hitting the bottom of his right foot.

  “Ten and ten Patron.”

  “Good Boy. Back in position.”

  Immediately My Boy dropped into the submissive position. I wondered if Dirt would bow to me at all. It would be a hard position to get into with his hands cuffed behind his back, but I knew it would be possible. I watched as he clumsily laid his face on the floor, ass up. Just how I wanted him so I could test his endurance to being bound, and so I could play with my next toy.

  “See Dirt? That wasn’t so hard now, was it? I think that we will just keep you in this position for a little while, since you don’t like it, I still have a few questions about your experiences too. You will have to have a ‘no’ answer available for this. You may use it for this only. Right foot yes, left foot no. Don’t forget to respond Dirt.

  “So have you been bound before?”

  Right foot.

  “Have you been suspended?”

  Left foot.

  “Hmm. Well we can work on that. How about piercing play?”

  Right foot.

  “Good, Dirt. I was planning more of a suspension theme for you, but you’ve never done it. No, I will not cause permanent damage by using untested skin. We are going to rely more on bondage for you. Stay, Dirt.”

  Walking over to my supplies I began the preparation needed to bind Dirt. I would use some clever piercing play to make it look more like a combination of the two. Now to bind this imposter so he really had something to tell his Dom.

  *************

  Alexi

  Watching my Patron as he bound Dirt, I felt like I was watching someone paint a beautiful picture, or pose the perfect model. In what felt like no time at all Dirt was trussed up in a mix of linen strips and bright red ropes.

  His arms were behind his back in a pose that looked like he was praying, Patron had Dirt hovering above the floor by his shoulders, hips and thighs. I was amazed as I watched it, and when Patron turned to look at me I could see just working with the bindings had turned him on.

  “We will wait for the piercings until tomorrow Dirt. Because you’re a complete novice at suspension, and I do not want one of my hooks damaged when it rips through your untried flesh… well, we will just have to use different piercing play techniques.” It would be a disappointment, but would still look good.

  “Now I wonder if you have forgotten my last toy. Has he forgotten Boy? Do you think that it has slipped his mind?”

  “Yes Patron. I think it has Patron.”

  It had slipped mine and I wasn’t the one bound. Watching as Patron flipped the switch on the power box he turned the masturbation wand itself on. Gently running his hand up and down the inside of Dirt’s thighs, he whispered in his ears.

  “You will beg me Dirt. You will beg to cum but I may not let you. I told you that I am the one in control here. If you want to cum you will have to beg, just like I said. Give me the control Dirt. Give it to me, and I might let you cum.”

  Standing back I watched him run the wand up one side of his thigh and down the other, all the time getting closer to Dirt’s balls and taint and sending small electrical pulses over his skin. Patron still had the wand on a low setting, but I could already watch the goose pimples running over Dirt’s flesh.

  Watching the tip of the wand I missed Patron turning the dial up when he skipped directly to Dirt’s taint. I couldn’t help squeezing myself when I heard the cry of pained pleasure come from Dirt.

  “No, Boy. That is mine, hands off. You do not have permission to play with my toy.”

  As soon as I heard his voice I snatched my hand away. I knew I didn’t have permission to touch, but that noise being snatched from Dirt’s throat against his will got to me. He’d been so quiet that the sound of his pleasure had almost pushed me into an orgasm. I was better prepared now, I would not disobey Patron… I hoped not anyway.

  “Good Boy.”

  The pleasure from those two words made me firm up my defenses. I would not cum until my Patron said I could. I had to obey.

  Patron started his wandering track again. Up and down the insides of Dirt’s thighs until he turned the power up and I watched as he tapped one ball, then the other causing Dirt’s body to flex hard against his bindings, shouting in exquisite painful pleasure.

  “How long will you last Dirt? You already have a flood of drool and precum on the floor. How long will it be before you beg me to let you cum, until you can do nothing but give me what I want?”

  Patron never raised his voice, he spoke very quietly in fact. Dirt was panting hard, shaking his head to signal no, almost violently. I did not think he would be punished for that. How else was he supposed to answer with a ball gag in his mouth
, suspended off the floor?

  SMACK!!

  I heard the strike more than saw it, Patron hitting the inside of Dirt’s thigh in punishment. His cry made me jump and shake. I wanted Patron’s attention. I could be my Patrons good Boy. But Patron knew what was best and all I could do was watch.

  “See, I do not like the word no Dirt. You will give in, and when you are ready, I will decide what happens, for you.”

  Again my Patron started with the wandering tingles from the wand, up and down, but I waited with bated breath for it…

  SMACK! SMACK!

  I heard the ecstasy in Dirt’s cry as Patron Slapped his thighs twice then hit the wand right behind his ball sack. I jumped and clenched my thighs together tightly. I wanted to be Dirt right now, but I could only watch and wait my turn.

  Patron went back to gently moving the wand, but this time he went higher. Right before he reached Dirt’s hole I saw him turn up the power again.

  “Mgha… Ugh...huh... huh…”

  “Are you begging yet Dirt? I don’t think so. That didn’t sound like begging to me. What do you think Boy?”

  “No Patron. It did not sound like begging Patron.”

  I watched as Dirt’s body heaved, fighting for breath, with the bindings on he didn’t have a whole lot of play, but his body was desperate for oxygen. I didn’t know how much more he could take. The tears and drool falling from his face joined the large amounts of precum on the floor.

  Patron ran the wand from Dirt’s balls over his taint and to his hole over and over. Patron was no longer interested in comforting him with the small pulses on his thighs. Now he kept the power up high and every time he hit Dirt’s balls or hole he’d crank it up even further.

  “Uhh Uhh… Ugh… Ugh..”

  There was no way to know what he was saying, but it was clear he was getting desperate. Screaming and moaning, trying to rock away from the pain, but flexing back for the pleasure.

  “Is there something you would like to say Dirt? I don’t think you’re quite there yet. I think I’ll let my Boy play with something, just to help you along.”

  I hadn’t expected that, but watching my Patron’s face I understood what he meant. A long, thick, flexible plastic paddle was on the cart next to the ropes Patron had been using on Dirt. There was no way he could use both the wand and paddle at the same time without time to put one down and pick the other up. He wanted to move faster, so I would be the tool Patron would use to finally break Dirt.

  Moving to pick up the paddle I quickly returned and looked Patron in the eyes. I’d never paddled anyone, but I knew how good it felt to be paddled. I loved it, and I hoped I would make my Patron proud. Not too hard, not too soft. I stood back waiting for my orders.

  When my Patron had the wand tips right in front of Dirt’s balls he nodded to me and…

  SMACK!

  The scream from Dirt made me look at my Patron quickly, but he smiled and shook his head. Dirt wasn’t screaming in agony like it sounded, but I only had experience from the other side. I would trust my Patron knew what he was talking about. He nodded his head again and I swung.

  SMACK!

  “Whuu… Hgh… Whuuuuu”

  “Oh, you do want to say something? See that’s a bit clearer than before. Okay Dirt, let’s see what you have to say.”

  *************

  Patron

  I watched the mess Dirt was making of himself, drool and snot and tears all rolled into one, wet his face. I carefully removed the ball gag, waiting to see if I’d read him right.

  “Well Dirt? What have you to say?”

  “Please.”

  Barely a whisper and that just wouldn’t do, I made eye contact with my Boy and he swung for the fences.

  SMACK!

  “Shit… Please… Please…”

  “You are begging, but I have not heard what I am looking for Dirt.”

  I nodded, my Boy swung…

  SMACK!

  “Please, I will obey Patron. Please let me cum Patron… I will obey Patron…”

  I nodded, my Boy swung…

  SMACK!

  “Oh shit… Oh shit… Please…”

  “Now that is what I wanted to hear. You beg so prettily when you’ve had the right persuasion. Shall we let him cum Boy? I think he may have earned it. What do you think Boy?”

  “He obeyed Patron. Just like you said he would Patron. You said it was up to you Patron.”

  “See Dirt? That is the right answer all of the time. You will beg, and I will command. On your knees boy. Right in front of Dirt. You will remove the cage when I say Boy. But be careful of the mess he’s making.”

  Chuckling darkly I savored this win. Dirt had tried hard to resist, but there had never been a doubt in my mind who would win. I don’t think there was much doubt in Dirt’s mind either, he just liked the pain.

  Without another word I nodded to my Boy, giving him permission to remove the cage. I watched Dirt sigh, and his cock filled quickly. Pressing the wand directly to the tender skin right behind his balls I turned up the power and waited for him to blow.

  “Ahhh… Oh Fuck…”

  That was all Dirt could say as he jetted cum over my Boy’s shoulder. My Boy had gotten out of the way and missed the spurt of cum by moments. Moans and crying were the only sounds Dirt could make as I held the wand in place for another moment. I knew it would be painful, but before removing the wand completely I tapped the head of Dirt’s cock. Loving the painful screech followed by the pleasure filled moans and shudders.

  “Clean him up Boy, while I release his bindings.”

  I felt the desire to comfort the big man. It was ingrained in me to follow up such a scene with aftercare, cuddles and massage. I knew that kind of treatment wouldn’t be right for the stage we’d set, and it most likely wouldn’t be appreciated by this sub.

  As I released his arms and legs I made sure to help the blood flow back into those restrained limbs, but only enough for medical purposes. Throwing a blanket over his body I let my Boy handle giving him water and wiping him down. I took my collection of toys to the closet, wiping them all down with disinfecting wipes before putting them away.

  We needed to get Dirt locked back in his room quickly, and not just because of how it would look to him.

  “Boy, lock him up.”

  My Boy hopped to and quickly obeyed, but as soon as I got hold of his arm I was dragging him away to the bedroom. Closing the door I turned him quickly into the wall, almost hard enough to hurt. Snapping open the lube I had in my other hand I was glad I’d decided to put a plug in his ass just in case.

  “Present.”

  As my Boys ass pushed back I rubbed the lube over my cock, pulling his plug out gently but quickly. I didn’t think either of us would last long, but I needed to be in my Boy’s ass now.

  “Hold on Boy. That’s all the warning you get.”

  “Ugh… Shit…”

  The tight fit, even though he’d had the plug in, had to have hurt just a bit. He was so very tight that I knew I would have to give him a second to get used to me. I really didn’t want to though.

  Needing to pump My Boy full of my cum, I waited as long as I could, but when I felt his hips move towards me, and his ass squeezing tight I lost what little control I had.

  Holding his upper body to the wall with mine, I held his hips and started to piston in and out. I’d been right that it was the both of us who were wound tight when I heard My Boy begging to cum. Reaching around with one hand I grabbed hold of his cock and whispered in his ear.

  “Cum.”

  His hole clamped down so hard I almost couldn’t move, starting the ball of electricity in my spine to hit my balls and shoot right out of my cock. We had to have cum at almost the same moment; I could hear My Boy’s cries of pleasure. It was all I felt as the world went white and pleasure flooded my body.

  I knew that I had to get to the bed as quickly as possible. My strength was fading fast and I didn’t want to sleep in a lump on th
e floor. Collecting myself I lifted My Boy up, and lay us both under the turned down bedding. I didn’t care about the mess we’d made, I’d deal with it in the morning.

  As I cuddled behind him I whispered in My Boy’s ear one more time.

  “Good Boy. Go to sleep.”

  CHAPTER 11