Chapter Four- Masochism

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Chapter Four- Dax "Why's it called a playroom?" Noel asks while I lead us down the hall to the only room with a colored door. Dark blue while the other doors are all black. "This is where we'll do our play scenes." I swing the door open and let him inside before closing it behind us. The walls are dark blue and the whips, paddles, crops, and other torture toys are hung on one wall. The next wall is full of restraints like different types of rope, metal handcuffs, leather handcuffs and some others. I also have a dresser. The top drawer is full of the more kinky toys like n****e clamps, c**k rings, blindfolds, etc. the middle drawer is dildos, plugs, other vibrators and more common toys. The last drawer is for aftercare products like muscle relaxing body oil, moisturizers, soothing cream, pain meds. There's a door that leads to a closet where I keep most of my club outfits. I usually wear a suit and change into my leathers when I arrive. There's another door that leads into the bathroom. It's got a large tub and shower. "This place is so cool. Is that a whip?" He hums, walking over to look closely at it, running his fingers over it before moving to the flogger next to it. He repeats his actions and turns to me. "I like this one. It looks less intimidating than the whip." "We'll use it then. I wanted to see if you truly enjoy the pain of it or if yesterday was just because you were feeling a lot at the moment." "Yes, sir." He responds. After looking around the room, he gets naked again. He folds up my shirt and puts it on the dresser before kneeling in the center of the room. "Good boy. Before we start, I want to talk to you about what being my submissive would entail. First of all, I am the head Dom of the club because I own it. This means that if you're my sub, you will always be given the utmost respect by everyone. If anyone treats you in a way you don't like then let me know. I will bring you around my friends, and you'll obey my orders. I don't want any sass from you while around them. I also expect you to train your body for me. This would include practicing to get rid of any gag reflex, work on your ability to delay your release, and stretching your hole daily so I don't have to worry about hurting you." I pause to let him sink in the new information. I can practically see the gears turning in his head, and after a second, he nods. "I'll tell you my rules now too. Rule One, do not touch or speak to another dom without my permission. Rule two, all of your pleasure will be received through me. Rule Three, always ask permission to c*m. Rule Four, always swallow my c*m. Rule Five, do not hesitate when I give a command. Rule Six, your body belongs to me and I want you naked when we're alone. That includes here in my playroom, and in my penthouse if I ever bring you there. Rule Seven, when s*****d with my hand, I expect you to say 'Thank you, Master. May I have another?' Rule Eight, I will always give you respect and I expect you to return it. Rule Nine, don't ever f*****g lie to me. Rule Ten, always tell me your honest feelings about anything and everything regardless of other rules. when I say everything, I mean everything. Those who have nothing to hide, hide nothing." I make sure to talk slowly enough for him to comprehend every rule, and he nods as if to tell me he's got it. I rake my eyes over his body and smirk when I see his hard c**k starting to drip. I walk closer and crouch, running my finger along the vein on the underneath of his length. I stroke him a few times before pulling my hand back and brushing my thumb against his pubes. "I like my subs clean shaven everywhere, including here. I'll help you do it for you tomorrow." "Yes, Sir. f**k, you're so skilled at this stuff. I bet you could get me to c*m without laying a finger on me." He informs me, making me smile at his randomness. He may have a bit of a mouth on him, but I think it adds a lot to his personality. He isn't like the boring other submissives that I've f****d. I can see him keeping me interested for a long time. "Maybe I could, but we can try that some other time. Wall position over there, pet." He stands and walks to the wall I pointed at before putting his hands against it with his wrists overlapping. He arches his back and pokes his ass out just like I taught him. He learns so quickly. "Good boy. I'm going to flog you. This is for pleasure so if at any point it doesn't feel good then just tell me. If you start to feel unsafe, then safeword. Tell me them." "Temperance to slow down and Transparency to stop, Sir." He answers quickly. I walk to the wall to get the flogger he looked at. The straps aren't too long, so it will be easier to control where they hit. I walk up behind him and grab his ass with a little smirk. "I'm going to s***k you a few times to get your ass warmed up, understand?" "Yes, sir." "You can call me Master for now, pet." I tell him. I don't like new subs calling me Master until I feel that they've earned the right. I didn't nag him about it when it slipped out yesterday, but he hasn't done it since then. "Yes, Master." He responds, biting his lip afterwards and shifting as if just saying the word got him even more turned on. I can't even begin to hide how turned on I am by Noel. He's got a sexy little body that's all mine now, and hearing 'Master' roll off his tongue is a dream come true. I rub his ass a bit more before raising my hand to send a sharp smack to it. Noel jumps slightly, and let's out a soft moan as I start to rub the sting away. "Thank you, Master. May I have another?" He hums, wiggling his ass teasingly. "I love the way your hand feels, Master. Please s***k me until I cum." Never a dull moment with this one. It's refreshing to have a sub that isn't cowering on their knees. He's got no problem telling me what he likes and what he wants. I can already tell other doms will either think he shouldn't be a sub or will try to tame him. He's a brat and I'm his tamer. I doubt that anyone else could get him to behave like this. "I'll s***k you four more times and then we'll use the flogger." I inform him, s******g him again. He moans and whines after each one, and I'm impressed by how easily his soft skin turns red by my hand. His perky ass turning bright red is surely a sight to see. "Thank you, Master. Will you flog me now? I need more. I'm so close to cumming all over your wall." "Not without permission." I remind him, and he nods. I hold the handle of the flogger and draw my arm back before swinging it forward and flicking my wrist so it hits his ass more sharply. His eyes widen, and his jaw drops with a long moan. "Oh my f*****g god. Again, Master. Please do it again." I use my hand to rub his ass before swinging the flogger again, letting a few of the tails smack the back of his thighs as well. He lets out another long moan, and his legs shake for a moment before he regains his composure. I repeat my actions a few more times, knowing where to leave hard hits and where to be more gentle, but eventually his entire body is trembling and his mouth is hanging open, moaning non-stop. He's tensing his muscles to keep from cumming and he has an oddly sexy trail of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth down his chin. "You're such a good slut for me, baby. Do you want to c*m?" I tease. "Yes! Please, can I? I can't hold it anymore." I hit him again, finally seeing tears spring from his eyes and drip down his cheeks. "Please!" He shouts. I walk closer and kiss his ear while wrapping my hand around his length. I stroke him a few times before chuckling. "c*m, Noel." He arches his back and screams as he shoots strings of semen onto the wall and floor. He surprisingly cums even more than he did yesterday. He's had s*x a lot, but he told me he'd never came that hard before and I haven't even f****d him yet. He slumps into my arms as I whisper sweet words of praise into his ear. I carry him to the bed and lay him down on it with a little smile. He's definitely a masochist. Any sub could feel pleasure from a s******g or even a flogger if it's done properly, but the harder I hit him, the louder he moaned. He likes the pain. How lucky am I to get a budding submissive that enjoys pain and is open to trying anything? He's also a brat, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't like putting mouthy teenagers like him in their place. "Magic man." He mumbles, reaching up to cup my face in his hands. Once he does, he smiles and laughs softly. His eyes are a bit glassy and he's obviously not in his right mind, but he leans up to kiss my nose anyway. "Magic s*x god. I can't wait for you to stick your wand in me." I bite my lip to hold back a laugh as I lean down to kiss his forehead. He slumps back on the bed, letting me walk into my bathroom to get the items I need to clean him up. Noel. That kid is a gift.
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