He rested his chin on Bob’s shoulder, smiling at him in the mirror. “I, my dear boy, wanted to be the lucky bastard who got to own you. You are not simply a toy to me. You are the perfection we did not realize was missing until we claimed you.”
Landry ground his hips against Bob’s ass even as he lightly squeezed Bob’s junk. “Because I truly appreciate who and what you are. Tilly thought I couldn’t hear her little statement that night in the pool house, those magic words that made you explode for her, but I did. And it only reinforced what I’d suspected ever since I saw you outside her house that night I took Cris to her for training.”
The sadist loved to play with words the way he did with implements in a scene. “Master?”
Still in that low whisper that Bob knew Tilly and Cris couldn’t hear over the TV in the bedroom, Landry’s words sliced through any remaining cobwebs that might have lingered in Bob’s heart and soul about deciding to give himself to the sadist.
“If I own you, and keep you happy, my Tilly will never want to leave us. I had not planned on you years ago, but had I known this for certain about you that very first night, I would have had you on your knees by the end of the evening and begging for my cock. I could have spared you years of loneliness and anguish. And for that, I truly regret not acting sooner to claim you.”
Bob wasn’t so sure it would have been that easy back then, but Landry squeezing his balls again erased those doubts.
Landry pressed his lips to Bob’s ear.
“Do you understand why I made the rule that you had to talk to us before having sex with someone else, if it had come to that?”
That…confused Bob. “Because we were fluid-bonded, Master?”
Landry chuckled. “Adorable. Simply adorable, but no. Because I wanted a fighting chance to claim you before I lost you to someone else. I had absolutely no intention of letting you actually sleep with another woman and slip through my fingers. Had you started dating someone else, I would have found a way to run them off, or accelerate my plan to claim you for myself.”
Bob’s heart raced. “Master?”
“You belong to me. You’re home, boy. Exactly where you belong, and with whom you belong. Cris and I can rest easy knowing you will protect Tilly the way we would, if we were there. And I cannot wait for the night I can finally slide my cock up your gorgeous ass while you fuck her brains out and I’m ordering both of you to come for me.”
His cock had finished hardening in Landry’s hand.
The sadist smiled, releasing him, one eyebrow arched skyward.
Bob turned to face him, speechless, and did the only thing he could think of—
He dropped to his knees and bowed, pressing his lips to the tops of Landry’s feet, nuzzling them.
The sadist chuckled as he reached down and tousled Bob’s hair. “That’s my very good boy. Isn’t this better? Knowing that life is now exactly as it should be?”
For the first time in his adult life, Bob truly felt completely at peace. “Yes, Master. I love you.”
The sadist sighed, happy. “I love you, too, boy. Always and forever.”
THE END
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