CHAPTER 4: The safe word

*LEONARDO*

   My new pet checks all my boxes.

   Sure I knew some of these submissives on the apps were mainly into this because of the money and I don’t mind playing at all.

But for my moral code, one must be a masochist to be with me. I needed them to be able to take all the pain I give.

      His picture had been playing in my head all day.

  And seeing him in person didn’t help at all. Even if he was clad in tacky clothes, he still looked so divine.

   The kind of thing you want to softly cradle in your arms and break.

    As I sat opposite him in that restaurant, all I could think of was the so many ways I wanted to break him. I just had to have my fun with him and discard him once I’ve had enough.

      Putting away my cigarette on the ashtray, I let out.

          “Since it’s our first time together, I’ll go easy on you tonight. But keep in mind, I am not like your other masters. I will break you in ways they never did.”

Seeing his eyes widen in fear pleased my soul.

       Well, I’d only be seeing him a second time if he could thoroughly please me tonight.

        “Take off your clothes.”

The natural master in me had come roaring out and my dick tented my pants.

  The idea of exercising my rights over this boy was far too exciting.

    There was a moment’s hesitation before the boy started to comply. Then he proceeded with careful movements, toeing off his shoes, rolling his socks inside them, unbuttoning his shirt and folding it neatly before putting it on the table.

      Standing straight with his silky bare chest capturing my gaze, he undid his pants and slid them down his slender legs.

   Jamin folded the slacks on top of his shirt and stopped moving with only his boxer-briefs snug against his package.

     I glared at him. “Go on, all of it.”

   There was another hesitation before Jamin complied.

   With the same careful moments, he added the underwear to the pile of clothes and stood with his hands hanging by his sides.

  He stared at anything but my face.

  I smirked, running my eyes through his body. This boy’s dick was limp, which wasn’t surprising.

It was our first time together and he must be very nervous, considering we just met.

  But no worry, I was going to make this little thing crazy over his master.

       “Come here.” I commanded, gesturing at him to stand between my spread legs.

        As he stood, I caught a whiff of his smell.

And I liked it.

    For a moment, I concentrated on studying every inch of his body. This close, I could appreciate, the soft, nearly hairless skin and his blond hair was natural too.

      I tangled two fingers in the pubic hair and tugged gently.

      “This needs a bit of trimming. I might shave it off, entirely.”

I glanced up to see what effect I was having on the boy.

   Jamin’s gaze was downward, his eyes closed and he was still trembling.

   I willed myself to put up with the shyness only for today.

           “When did you end things with your last master?”

   The boy bit his lower lip.

        “It’s…It’s been awhile.”

My erection strained even more against its confines.

          “Well, after I’m done with you tonight, I’d ruin you for every other man.”

  

His Adam’s apple moved, convulsively.

The more fear I see, the more pleased I was.

          “The safe word is Love. I hate hearing that word and so it’d make me stop immediately in any case I do something too extreme to you. But you won’t be using that tonight because I’d be going…easy on you. Also, you can call me master or mister, any one you want.”

   He nodded.

  When I tugged at the pubic hair enough to make him wince, he added.

         “Yes…Mas…Mister.”

          “Good.”

Taking the boy by the waist, I tugged him down to his knees.

  My slave’s mouth was right where I wanted it to be.

         

       But he looked confused.

           “You’re experienced in blow-jobs and handjobs, aren’t you? A fucking slave like you should’ve been taught everything.”

He nodded but he looked so tensed.

  Was I that terrifying?

I smirked. He was yet to see what terrifying looks like.

I leaned back. “Unzip my pants.”

With slightly shaky hands, Jamin reached over to do as he was told.

  He fumbled in an adorable fashion with the buckle but got it in and unhooked the waistband. He slowly lowered the zipper.

    My cock poked through the fly of my own briefs at the first opportunity.

   Jamin sat back on his heels, waiting for the next order.

        “Go on.” I encouraged in a gentle tone so as not to spook him too much.

He won’t be so lucky next time.

        “That’s it.” I added when Jamin returned to tug the underwear past the erection.

     His eyes dilated as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets. I’m sure he hadn’t seen one this size before.

  I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him closer.

         “You know what I want.”

His chest rose and fell with quick breaths.

       “I…What…what do you want?”

       “Take it in your mouth and make me cum.”

        I couldn’t remember being so aroused since the early days of masturbation, and like those times, I wouldn’t last long but overtime, I had built a great stamina.

        But that stamina felt threatened tonight as I watched my new slave licked his lips, open wide and close his mouth around the tip of my shaft.

   With a groan, I dropped my head back against the sofa. Suddenly, I couldn’t understand what he was doing with his mouth.

This was undeniably the worst blow-job I had ever gotten. And at this rate, I might not cum.

Looking at him, I barked. “What the fuck are you doing?!”