Training Hunter [Hard Hits 13] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Tatum Throne

  Phoenix set aside the flogger and moved toward the butt plugs. As always, with each lover he got a new set of butt plugs in every color, shape, and size. He did not want any memories associated with past lovers. These were all brand new and waiting to be used on Hunter. He picked up the smallest—four inches and tapered wide in the middle. It was the perfect size to start off with—not too big and not too small. Thick.

  He lubed the butt plug and moved the butt plug up between his ass cheeks. He pushed the plug in and out, and then pushed it deep into Hunter’s ass. He could see his legs shaking from the insertion of the plug. He could hear the quiet desperation within Hunter’s body. Once the butt plug was inserted fully and pressing against his prostate, he went and picked up another flogger. He proceeded to whip the flogger against Hunter’s ass, loving the way his balls bounced back and forth.

  Hunter’s eyes were filled with passionate tears. It wasn’t because of being hurt. It was from being so caught up in the throes of passion. Lust scorched through his body and landed within his eyes. Phoenix could see the look of utter bliss on his face. He had seen it so many times before with other submissives. He was lost. He was getting closer and closer to that special thing that always comes with a good Dom. Soon, he wouldn’t be able to speak, only feel. He was going into sub space where he was in pure erotic ecstasy. That was exactly where Phoenix wanted him to be. But before he got there, he knew he had to get him off the floor and on his feet.

  “Stand up.”

  Hunter stood up on his shaky legs and waited for his next order. Phoenix was impressed with the fact that the butt plug was staying in place. It took talent to keep a butt plug positioned in your ass as one moved. Hunter clearly had some experience. Phoenix was impressed by his composure, but he wanted to break it. He wanted to break Hunter down and build him back up into the submissive he wanted him to be. Phoenix needed to change things up and do things that no man had ever done before.

  He reached for the silver handcuffs hanging along the wall, snapping them onto his sub’s right wrist as he lifted it up over his head. Phoenix linked the cuffs around the metal bar above his head and locked his left wrist above. He checked his sub’s circulation, making sure his fingers were not turning purple.

  Satisfied, Phoenix kept his hands on his hips as he watched his submissive. When Hunter was ready, he went to his toys and found the blindfold. He came back, covering his sub’s eyes, taking away his ability to see. Slowly he moved his lips across his ear and came in close. “You’re not to make a sound.”

  To prove his point, Phoenix came in fast, kissing him possessively and purposely taking his breath away. He loved the way every muscle in Hunter’s body tensed and vibrated for more. Hunter had willingly come into his playroom, and he was going to show him how good things could be. Phoenix smoothed his hand down over his chest, feeling the wild beat of his heart beneath his palm. Hunter was lost and that was exactly where he wanted him to be. “You don’t have permission to come until I tell you.”

  Hunter nodded his head. “Yes, Sir.”

  Phoenix stepped back and looked down at his cock. My God. He never had a submissive who was so big before. He couldn’t believe the fact that Hunter was hiding something so massive beneath his clothing. He was a good nine inches long with a thick and tapered shaft. No man had ever made him want to suck cock before. Phoenix considered himself fairly large at ten inches, but this was something else. His mouth watered as he looked down at his sub’s swollen shaft and cockhead leaking with pre-cum.

  As a Dom, he never sucked cock. Never. It was rule number two of his. But here he was, looking at his sub and feeling like a thirsty man stepping out of the desert for the first time in weeks. He wanted to suck cock and drink from that fountain all night. He wanted to get down on his hands and knees and take what he always denied himself. But he resisted. Just barely. Instead, he stepped forward and smoothed his hand up and down that solid flesh. He loved the way Hunter’s body tensed even more. He loved the way a shot of pre-cum ejaculated into his palm.

  Phoenix used his cream as lubricant as he moved his palm up and down over the tip. This was, by far, the most impressive submissive he’d ever had. And he was going to do something he normally didn’t do. He pulled Hunter’s dick up high, loving the sound of the cuffs clinking against the metal bar.

  Unable to deny himself a second longer, Phoenix hooked his sub’s legs up over his shoulders, putting his sub’s cock right where he wanted it.

  With his dick at his mouth level, he sucked that big cock into his mouth and wrestled it down his throat. He twisted his head up and down, tasting wildly what he wanted so desperately. A shot of pre-cum ejaculated into his mouth, sliding down his throat. It’d been too long.

  Way too long since any man had come against his tongue. Here he was a Dom, losing control. Desperate to take things further, Phoenix knew he had to slow down. He sucked his mouth off that giant cock and eased his sub’s legs off his shoulders and down onto his shaky feet. His cock was wet and ready.

  Shaken by what he did, Phoenix turned away, running a hand through his hair, looking at himself in the mirrors that circled his playroom. The taste of his sub’s cock and spunk still played seductively over his tongue. God, he wanted to taste his prick again.

  Over his shoulder, he saw Hunter breathing wildly, desperately waiting for something more. His sub was inwardly struggling for release. He moved around Hunter, smoothing his hand down the front of his abdomen as he stepped in behind and circled his hand around his giant cock. He stroked his dick roughly up and down, loving the feel of his hips flex as he moved.

  As he stroked Hunter’s cock, Phoenix pulled the butt plug from his ass and set it aside. He smoothed his hands up, over Hunter’s nipples, giving him a hard tweak. He pinched them so roughly he knew that he would bruise them. He wanted to see if Hunter would code on something so simple. And he didn’t. Admiration moved through Phoenix’s mind as he watched how Hunter took the fact that he was inflicting pain with pleasure.

  Phoenix bucked his hips against Hunter’s ass, loving the feel of his jeans rubbing against his ass cheeks. He unzipped the fly and dropped them to the ground so he was standing naked behind his sub. He pressed his cock between his sub’s ass cheeks and pushed his ass cheeks together against his throbbing prick. He stood there for two agonizing minutes, breathing deeply, watching how it affected Hunter. His sub was starting to break with the feel of his Dom’s cock pressed up against his rim. He could feel him trying to buck his hips and move his cock but Phoenix wouldn’t let him. He was going to take control of this before he came.

  He was not done with his sub tonight.

  * * * *

  Hunter was shaking—inside and out. He wanted to explode. He knew he wouldn’t be able to come until his Dom gave him permission. They had crossed the line again. There was no going back this time. His Dom moved his hands over his body. He couldn’t believe that he was actually involved with a Dom.

  Thankful for the blindfold, Hunter wanted to look at him, but knew he wouldn’t be able to without shooting his spunk. He wouldn’t be getting off when he wanted to. He felt Phoenix’s cock between his ass cheeks slide up and down over his rim. His Dom teased him with that dick. He wanted him, but he wouldn’t ever be in control. The tip of Phoenix’s prick brushed against his rim again.

  He knew if he arched his ass cheeks out just a little bit more then he would be teasing his Dom. But he couldn’t. Phoenix was gripping his hips too tightly, and he was pressed too firmly against his cock. There was no chance of him getting off now—not without his Dom’s permission.

  Hunter stifled the moan that wanted to escape his parted, wet lips. He felt as Phoenix brushed his lips against his neck and shoulder, biting playfully there. He kissed his way up over his ear and licked and kissed him seductively. He slid his hand up to his nipples again, and he gave them a painful squeeze.

  The reaction was instantaneous within his cock. His aching prick slipped, and clenched so tightly t
hat a shot of pre-cum ejaculated from his tip. Another followed, chasing the shot of jizz across the floor. Hunter was under his complete control and the fact that he hadn’t been able to control his spunk made the situation between them intensify.

  Without warning, Phoenix pulled his body and his hands away. “You shouldn’t have done that. I’m going to have to punish you now for not obeying me.”

  Heat raced through Hunter’s body as he tried to imagine the ramifications of what would be happening next, but he couldn’t. What was Phoenix going to do? And, God help him, he wanted Phoenix to do everything with him. As he waited for his punishment, Phoenix moved quietly across the floor. Hunter strained his ears, trying to hear what his Dom was doing. Quiet rustling sounded within the room. He jumped when he felt something hot and warm move down over his cock.

  It was looped over his balls and tightened so quickly that he felt the blood get trapped there. The impact was instantaneous on him. He wouldn’t be able to come anytime soon. Despite his dick throbbing, Hunter felt as though his orgasm and jizz was trapped inside. What was gripping his cock? He was desperate to know. This would make it impossible to come. It created sensations that rippled over his cock.

  Without warning, Hunter felt something wooden brush against his ass cheeks. He heard the quick sound of wind going around and through the paddle as it was pulled away and came back down, smacking against his ass cheeks. A moan of pleasure escaped his lips before he could stop it. Phoenix slid his hand up over his neck, giving it a soft squeeze as he titled his neck back. He was telling him to be quiet in not so many words.

  God help him, Hunter wanted to obey him in every way imaginable. Again, Phoenix paddled him, making his prick jump with every hard hit of the paddle. Despite flexing, he felt the pleasure build faster within his shaft, but he couldn’t come.

  After several long minutes of paddling, the paddle was taken away and it came to rest with a clank as though his Dom had thrown it aside. Emotion moved through Hunter as he thought about his Dom losing control and fucking him roughly. It wouldn’t be happening now. There was something systematic about the way Phoenix used him and controlled him. He had something to prove.

  “Open your mouth.”

  Hunter did as ordered and opened his mouth wide. Shock vibrated through his system and his mind when he realized that a gag ball was forced inside. The leather strap was secured behind his head. He bit into the ball as he tried to grasp what was happening between them. Phoenix wasn’t anywhere near him and he wanted to scream his Dom’s name until everyone in the neighborhood knew who he was.

  Breathing deeply, Hunter tried to control his racing emotions and his spunk that was threatening to squeeze from his cockhead. He wanted to come so bad. He wanted to orgasm but it wouldn’t be happening. Not until Phoenix gave the order. He waited for his Dom to come back. His heart raced with sweet anticipation.

  Lost in thought, Hunter lost his Dom’s movements. He jumped when he felt his Dom’s strong hands move over his prick, taking the cock ring off. Relief moved through his shaft when he felt the blood rush to his cockhead.

  He felt his Dom’s hot fingers move over his ass cheeks, squeezing hard. One of his hands slipped between his ass cheeks, rubbing over his rim. One of his wet fingers probed deep within his ass. He moaned, arching out. It wasn’t long before there were two fingers going in and out, and in and out. Hunter groaned again as he arched his hips, taking every ounce of pleasure his Dom was giving him.

  Just when he couldn’t take any more one of those fingers pressed against his prostate with long seductive licks. An orgasm rocked through his body and sent his jizz flying.

  And then again, Phoenix pumped his fingers in and out of his ass. Phoenix moved his hand up over his neck and placed his lips against the curve of his ear.

  “Come for me, baby. Come hard, sub.”

  Hunter’s ab muscles flexed as his orgasm stole his breath and every thought away, sending his spunk flying. His mind and his body was blown as he shot his load. He imagined it shooting into the air and landing in thick lines on the floor. When he was completely spent, he hung heavily from his cuffed wrists. Phoenix held him up, keeping him from falling to the ground. He heard the sound of clicking within the lock of the handcuffs. The cuffs came off, and he collapsed in his Dom’s arms.

  Phoenix took off his blindfold and removed the ball gag. He was totally spent. Hunter was very aware of his Dom’s cock vibrating, against his abdomen. The fact that Phoenix hadn’t satisfied himself weighed heavily on his mind. Didn’t Phoenix get excited by him? He wanted to ask but he couldn’t. He looked at Phoenix with admiration and love. For the first time in his life, he saw someone who he wanted. Right then, he was afraid he was going to screw it up before it even began.

  “Now you know what I’m capable of. You shouldn’t come down here.”

  Phoenix was throwing a boundary in his face. It felt like a slap and it burned. Bitter betrayal flashed through Hunter’s mind and heart. He felt used.

  “It won’t happen again.”

  Phoenix grabbed his mouth and kissed him ruthlessly. This kiss spiraled through his entire body, making Hunter want for something he couldn’t have. Hunter was breathless by the time Phoenix pulled away.

  “I know you want it again. It won’t be this easy the second time we’re together. Better make sure it’s what you want. Because this is a taste of what I’m capable of.”

  Hunter went down onto his knees fast, sucking Phoenix’s giant prick deep in his mouth. A strangled groan of pleasure echoed from his Dom’s parted lips. A strong hand tightened in his hair. “You do not have permission to suck my cock.”

  A strangled cry went up from Hunter’s throat as Phoenix pulled his dick away. Phoenix slapped his cock several times against his lips as punishment for taking things further without permission. When he was done, tears of frustration burned in Hunter’s eyes. He wanted Phoenix.

  “Why won’t you have me?” Hunter asked.

  “You need to go. Now.”

  Hunter knew he had to obey. If he was ever going to have Phoenix again he knew he needed to learn his role and the rules of the game. He just hoped he could fix the fucked up piece of himself before he did.

  Chapter Six

  The next morning, Phoenix was up before dawn. He wanted to be out of the house and at the station before Hunter was. To his surprise when he got to the station, he discovered his submissive had beaten him there. So obviously he was feeling the same way about what had happened between them. Phoenix hadn’t expected to feel so intensely for Hunter. Their eyes brushed but Hunter didn’t hold his gaze for long—that worried him.

  Across the bullpen, he saw Hunter getting a cup of coffee and headed in the opposite direction toward the stairwell that would take him to the second floor where his office was.

  “Hey, Phoenix, got a minute?” TJ asked.

  “Sure. What’s up?”

  He handed over a packet of training information. “This is the stuff I want you to hit on with Hunter. I’m worried about him.”

  “He’s solid.” Phoenix looked down at it absently. His mind was on the session from the night before. “He’s just new.”

  “I thought it may be nerves. So, could you go over this with him?”

  “Sure, not a problem. I can get to it this afternoon.”

  TJ nodded. “Sounds good.”

  Phoenix couldn’t imagine catching up with Hunter now. He needed the space and the time to comprehend how badly he treated Hunter the night before. He usually wasn’t so dismissive when working with a new submissive. He typically took his time breaking them but there was something about Hunter that made him forget all about his rules. Phoenix was about to head toward his office, but something kept him lingering. He had to catch up on some paperwork but that could wait a few more minutes. He just needed to get it all squared away before he started training Hunter this afternoon.

  Damn. Those lines were starting to blur. He had always vowed never to get involved
with anyone he worked with. Here he was involved—balls deep—in a situation he wasn’t about to get out of anytime soon. What was going to happen when they finally broke up? It wouldn’t be good. It was why Phoenix never worked with one of his submissives.

  A serious conversation caught his attention on his way to his office. He caught sight of Parker in his flight suit. He was obviously passing through the office on his way to talk to TJ.

  “Tell me it isn’t true,” Parker said.

  Phoenix couldn’t help but dawdle, listening in on the conversation. It wasn’t often the man swung in to the CPD. His concern put him on notice.

  Nervous laughter sounded down the hallway from Lt. Philips. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

  Parker and Philips moved to the other side of the bullpen going through some paperwork.

  Intrigued, Phoenix lingered in the doorway pretending to add sugar to his coffee. What was going on? He had to know. Lt. Philips had a reputation of being aloof and invincible to his coworkers. For some reason, he was even more closed off today.

  Looking for an explanation, Phoenix went to chat with his old partner. Amy looked up at him expectantly.

  “What’s going on with Philips today?”

  Her face fell. “Lt. Philips has a stalker. I guess he’s being accused of doing the stalking. His stalker used the law to find him.”

  “Shit.”

  “I.A. is looking into it now.”

  “Okay, keep me informed.”

  “I will. It’s going to be weeks before we know anything.”

  “Sounds like.”

  He wanted to stick around for the story, but was intrigued nonetheless on how Hunter was doing. Phoenix headed for his office. He had to get his head in the game to finish his work before he confronted Hunter about last night. Truthfully, he needed to apologize. And he needed to do that first. He set the training books down on the desk by his coffee. He mentally adjusted his balls and headed upstairs where Hunter’s office was in the back of the building. He navigated the hall without seeing much of anyone yet. It was still early.