LOGIN*JAMIN* It was our last night in Venice.Tomorrow, we would head back home. The days…weeks…we had spent in Italy were some of the happiest moments of my life. I didn’t have many good memories to compare them to, so this was the best. I knew I was never going to forget this place, or the way it felt to be here with him.This summer will be forever etched in my mind. Mister made me strip completely and lie on my back in the center of the large bed. The suite was quiet except for the low, steady hum of the air conditioning. He had turned it colder than usual on purpose; the air already raised fine goosebumps along my arms and thighs. The sheets beneath me felt crisp and slightly cool against my bare skin. He walked to the small freezer without a word and returned with a clear glass bowl filled with ice cubes. The cubes clinked softly against the glass as he set the bowl on the nightstand. Condensation was already forming on the outside. He s
VENICE, ITALY.*JAMIN* Venice might be the most beautiful place I had ever seen. The moment we stepped out of the water taxi, I was in awe… there were narrow canals the color of green glass, old buildings rising straight from the water, and the constant soft sound of boats moving past. There were no cars, no scooters, only footsteps and the occasional cry of a gondolier. I kept turning in slow circles, trying to take everything in at once, and nearly walked into Mister more than once. We started at the Rialto. The bridge was already crowded, but I still made us stop in the middle so I could look down at the Grand Canal. Boats of every size drifted underneath us. I took picture after picture while Mister waited with his usual quiet patience, one hand resting lightly at the small of my back so I wouldn’t get jostled too hard by the crowd. From there we wandered into the market. The air smelled of fresh fish, citrus, and herbs. I dragged him fr
*JAMIN* “Fine! Sorry… you have a big dick…” Even through the door, I could hear him stifling a laugh at the end of the sentence. “Why are you laughing?!” “Big dick Jamin… pfft…” “Stop it!” “Open the door before I break it down.” I pouted hard at the wood, still feeling the sting to my pride, but the quiet threat in his voice made me reach for the lock anyway. The second the door opened, Mister stepped in, eyes sweeping over me from head to toe. He lifted both hands and cupped my face, thumbs brushing slowly over my cheeks. “You’re so cute.” I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the way my stomach fluttered at the soft words. “But you’ve become so bratty.” His hands slid down my bare back until they settled on my ass, squeezing once. “It’s been too long since I punished you, so you’ve gotten spoiled.” The first spank landed hard and sharp. The crack of his palm against my skin echoed in the bathroom. I gasped, the s
*LEONARDO* “Leon… Leonardo.” The sound of my own name in his broken, breathless voice stopped me cold for a moment. No one had ever called me that in bed.None of the others. Not once. I had never allowed it. They called me Mister, Sir, Master…whatever I ordered. My given name stayed locked away, reserved for contracts, boardrooms, and the rare family obligation I couldn’t avoid. Letting someone say it while I was inside them had always felt like an unnecessary breach of the wall I kept between myself and anyone I fucked. There was no need. They were temporary…easily replaced…they meant nothing!But Jamin… I had told him to say it. I had wanted to hear it. And now that the soft, shaky sound of my name was leaving his mouth, something in my chest cracked open so sharply it almost hurt.He wasn’t just a plaything. I wasn’t sure he had ever been one. From the beginning he had gotten under my skin in ways none of the others ever managed. This b
*JAMIN* Free from him? I swallowed the sudden thick lump in my throat. I should want that, right?Any normal person in my situation would. He had held me against my will at the beginning when he “kind of” saved me from the loan sharks. He had taken apart every boundary I had. I was at his mercy…always needed his permission for anything and everything. Logic said I should want freedom more than anything. But right now I couldn’t even imagine it.The thought felt dreadful…like stepping off a cliff into nothing. How was I supposed to tell the man who had kept me captive that I no longer wanted to be free from him? I didn’t know how to answer, so I simply turned onto my side and faced away. The silence stretched. I felt a quiet relief when he didn’t push. After a while his voice came again, lower this time. “Your nightmares… you don’t get them anymore?” “I… they’re not as frequent when I’m with you.” “What do you mean?” I stared at the dark
*JAMIN* Now that I think about it, I really knew so little about Mister. At this point, there was almost nothing he didn’t know about me…my past, my fears, the ugly details I had never told anyone else. Yet everything I knew about him still felt surface-level. Most of it had been from online articles: third son, born from a mistress, rose higher than anyone expected. That couldn’t have been easy. Had he grown up with his mother or his father? What kind of childhood did he have? I wanted to know all of it…all about him. I hesitated, then asked carefully, “What’s… your mother like?” Mister’s expression didn’t change at first. Then he answered in a flat, almost bored voice that somehow made the words more vicious. “My mother was the scum of the earth and I’m glad she’s dead.” My mouth fell open. Whatever answer I had expected, it definitely wasn’t that. He glanced at me, eyes hard. “What? You think I’m going to make excuses like you do or giv
*LEONARDO* Jamin scurried back a bit and hurriedly explained, still on his knees. “I…I…it’s been awhile since my last master and I haven’t done it with anyone ever since. So my skills are a bit lacking…”I shut my eyes briefly in frustration. I had no time to teach anyone anything rig
*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. H
*JAMIN* The mister?Mister what?Should I ask what his name was?I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. Calmly, he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite to me. “Let’s eat first.” He began and pressed a button. Two waitresses came around. “What will you like to eat, Jam
*JAMIN* “Have you seen Caesar lately?” My co-worker, Frank asked as we both lifted bottles crates from a truck and into the warehouse. “No.”Then again, I really haven’t seen him in months. Caesar used to work some part time gigs with Frank and I. “I had found it suspicio







