Mercy (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Seventeen- Fantasies

Note: Read chapters 9-14 of Challenge before continuing

Chapter Seventeen-

Elliot

"It's our last day, you know?" I mumble while laying on the bed next to Sawyer.

Teagan got held up with something at work, so he won't be joining us until later. Beau did his last scene with us about a week ago and now he's got his own dom. I think Master Claude is good for him. Beau never seemed too interested in the more intense side of b**m.

My contract with Teagan ends today. It's been exactly a year since he became my dom. I'm hoping to be a free sub for a while. That's like code for saying that I want to sleep around a bit before I get another dom, but a certain someone has asked me a few times if I'd like to sign a contract with him.

It's tempting. Hayes has always been someone I'm drawn to. Even when I was with Darren, a part of me missed being with Hayes. Maybe that's why he hit me whenever Hayes and I spent time together.

"It's not our last day, Elliot. We might not f**k you anymore, but you're still my best friend. And when you get a new dom we can hang out and you can tell me all about it. I'll still let you force me to dance with you and go shopping and all that other s**t you like to do." Sawyer points out, rolling into his side to wrap his arms around me.

I smile and lean up to kiss his lips gently. "Well I'm glad you and Teagan will be able to take the next step in your relationship."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean that you're basically a married couple with 10 kids and yet you still insist that you're not dating. It's clear to me that you love each other. Why not go ahead and date or at this point just get engaged?"

"I'm waiting."

"For what?"

"For him to ask me." Sawyer confesses, looking away with a little blush. "I don't want to ask and he doesn't want to ask so we both just assume. I love him and he loves me, and that's all that really matters, I think."

"I guess so. I don't really know what goes on when you guys are alone but it does seem like a whole lot more than just a dom/sub relationship." I tell him before shaking my head dismissively.

"I'm not really the person to be giving relationship advice though. The only boyfriend I've ever had tried to kill me, and all the guys I've slept with think I'm worthless. Besides you guys of course, and Hayes too."

"Don't do that. Don't do that stupid thing where you get all depressed and blame yourself for all the s**t you had to put up with. For the last time, Elliot. It is not your fault that life dealt you a terrible hand, okay?" He insists, rolling more so that he's laying on top of me with his body crushing mine.

"Okay, okay. Get your fat ass off of me."

"Keep cursing and I'll s***k you."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Master. Pretty please don't s***k me." I answer sarcastically.

Sawyer laughs despite the glare that seems to be etched onto his face. "I'm gonna miss this you know? Who's gonna organize all my things?"

"Sorry about making you guys wait. I thought the meeting would be done in an hour, but that asshole really made me wait half an hour for him to even show up and then had the audacity to question whether I should run the company or not. I f*****g hate people sometimes." Teagan says as soon as he walks in.

He's all dressed up in an all black suit that has my mouth practically watering. Especially when he takes his tie and jacket off to start unbuttoning his shirt.

Sawyer doesn't seem as focused on his looks as he is on his mood. He stands up and walks over to Teagan to help unbutton the shirt. Teagan drops his hands to his sides and allows Sawyer to take care of him, kissing his chest a few times to calm him down.

"Just ignore him. There's always going to be people who don't want you to succeed. Don't give them the satisfaction of upsetting you or making you doubt yourself." Sawyer advises, while stripping Teagan out of his clothes.

Teagan nods in agreement. Once he's naked, he smiles and kisses Sawyer gently. "I'm going to take a quick shower. Elliot, get naked. I have something planned for you."

He walks into the bathroom, leaving Sawyer and I alone again. I stand up from the bed and strip out of my clothes while Sawyer gets a pair of leather pants out of the closet for Teagan to wear. I'm comfortable being naked, but something about what he said makes me curious.

He didn't mention a scene or anything. Just that he has something planned. Once I'm nude like he said, I sit on the bed with Sawyer next to me. "Do you know what he's planning?"

"Not at all."

Teagan eventually steps out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel while water drips down his body. Teagan is sexy to say the least. I'll definitely miss his body as well as his personality. He's great in bed so I guess I'm more scared of being disappointed by other doms. Teagan set the bar pretty high so anyone who doesn't measure up is going to be too boring for me.

The biggest disconnect between Teagan and I is that he's scared to treat me badly even though it's what I want. He's worried that calling me names and manhandling me sometimes is going to trigger me. It doesn't matter if it brings back old memories though. I'll get through it fine, but it's something I need now.

Degradation is a big part of why I even like b**m. I'm not really sure why I am the way I am, but I can't change it no matter how much I try.

He tries, so it's hard to criticize him. I just wish he'd ignore my past rather than let it get in the way of what I want. That's the space between us. My past is what stands between what he's willing to do to me and what I want to be done.

"Elliot? You know how you told me once that you wish every dom in the club would c*m on you?"

"Well when you put it like that I sound like a slut." I answer jokingly. Teagan asks for us to tell him all of our desires and I hardly spare a single one.

"Well, I've been thinking about it a lot and I wanted to do something for you." He starts, putting his leather pants on before sitting on the bed next to me. He turns to me, keeping eye contact. "I don't want to spoil everything, so I just have one question. Do you trust me?"

"Of course, Master." It doesn't even take me a second to respond. I trust him wholeheartedly. He'd never hurt me.

"I'm going to blindfold you and put the headphones on you so that you can't see or hear anything. It's likely that you won't be able to speak either so if you need to safeword then just clap twice. Oh, and you don't need to ask permission to cum."

I nod slowly, already thinking about what could happen. Is he going to share me? I'm not opposed to the idea at all, but he's possessive. I never thought he'd want to let anyone else touch me while I'm with him. Though, looking at him, I can see that it's not for him. He's doing it because he knows it's something I'm interested in.

"Stand."

I obey his command as soon as he gives it, standing patiently as he ties the blindfold around my head and puts headphones on me to block out my hearing.

Once that's done, I assume he goes to do something else, but when he comes back, he takes my hand to lead me. We walk for a while, even up some steps before stopping.

I feel his lips press to my cheek before he lets go of my hand. I guess he's just watching because the next pair of hands that touch me are definitely not his. These ones are warm and large like Teagan's, but far more rough.

The hands grab my hips and trail up to pinch and pull at my n*****s which makes my c**k start to harden. A second pair of hands grab my hips right after. Judging from the position of the hands, I'd say this guy is behind me.

He must like my ass because he wastes no time groping it before smacking it gently. I jump slightly, blushing at the attention I'm getting. He uses one hand to spread my ass, and before I know it, a pair of wet fingers are rubbing against my hole, pushing in slowly.

They must be pretty eager if we're jumping into it this quick. I wonder how many doms are here. I wonder how many are going to touch me.

I moan and move my hips back, only stopping when my thigh gets smacked. The man behind me moves his fingers in and out quickly before adding a third.

He walks me forward before bending me over what feels like a bench. He pushes his fingers in deeper and rougher than before. I moan louder, unable to see them or hear what they're talking about.

His fingers leave me and for a moment I don't feel anything. It doesn't last long because soon after, I feel the tip of his c**k rubbing against my hole. He flips me over so that I'm in my back and gets in between my legs before pushing in with one quick thrust.

I arch my back and shout, moaning more as he gently thrusts into me. It doesn't take long for him to c*m inside of me, making my body tense up slightly, but I hold back my own o****m. I know it'll feel better if I wait.

He pulls out, but is quickly replaced by someone else. This one is maybe even more gentle than the first guy. It's getting annoying actually.

He leans down to connect our lips. I return his kiss for a second before turning my head to break it.

"Stop being so nice to me." I demand.

I don't hear a response, but I do feel his grip on my hips tighten as he slams into me harder, leaving kisses and bites on my neck and shoulders.

I lean my head back, feeling that drop back all the way because of how short the bench is. I guess it works in my favor because it only takes a few seconds for someone to tap my chin.

I know what that means, so I open my mouth as wide as I can, moaning when he slips his c**k into it. I suck, doing what I can to please them both. The more I can please them, the better I feel about myself.

I like feeling like I'm useful. I like that I have something I'm good at even if it is something that's not very respectable.

He thrusts into my mouth a few more times before shoving his c**k all the way into my mouth to shoot his load down my throat. I swallow it and gasp for breath when he pulls away, doing something that leaves a tickling sensation on my cheek. Honestly, I've noticed that feeling a few times, but all of this is a bit overwhelming. I'm not really sure what I'm feeling.

Eventually, I'm flipped over again so that I'm on my hands and knees. I hardly ever get a break, not that I even want one. It just makes me wonder how many doms Teagan rallied up in order to do all of this.

There's got to be a lot of them. I can tell because of the hands. Hands trailing up my arms and grabbing my thighs. Pinching my n*****s and stroking my c**k. They touch me just about everywhere. They pull my hair and smack my ass, but I do notice that the hands never get too close to my neck. That makes me relax more.

Whoever is touching me knows my hard limits. I trust Teagan enough to know that he'd never let people hurt me. He's never let them do anything I don't want.

I'm glad he's allowing it. I know Master Teagan doesn't like to share us with other doms, so if he did all of this, I know he's doing it for me. Honestly, I love it. I love the idea of pleasing everyone. I love that I don't have to worry about who they are. I love that nobody expects anything more from me than just the s*x. I really really love the c*m.

I can feel it leaking out of my hole and dripping down my thighs. I can taste it in my mouth. I can feel it on my face and my body too. It's better than anything I could've imagined.

It's so good that I'm moaning non-stop and my body can't help but to tremble. I've already c*m a few times and I'm not really sure how much more I can take. I know Teagan is watching though. He'll know when enough is enough.

I c*m again. At this point, my body is so over stimulated that even the lightest touch results with my body jerking and legs shaking. Luckily they all finish up and leave me panting heavily as my mind drifts away into the high of subspace. I can hardly realize what's going on around me. All I do know is that the arms that scoop me up and carry me away are definitely Teagan's.

I don't have to energy to thank him now, so I settle for making a mental reminder and cuddling up to his chest.

For some reason, I can't seem to fall asleep. My eyes are closed and my body is limp, so I don't react when the blindfold is taken off, but I do hear voices when the headphones disappear.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Does he even know those guys, or did you take him out there without even telling him what was going on?" I know that voice. Hayes. Is he mad at Teagan?

"I know you care about him, but it's none of your business. At least until the day is over, I am his dom. You don't get a say in any of it." Teagan answers while wiping my body down with washcloths like he always does. He's good with aftercare. Great actually. "He enjoyed himself, and that's all that I care about. I wouldn't have done it if I was even the slightest bit unsure."

"As his dom, you should know by now that half the s**t he likes is because he wants to hurt himself. It's one thing if it was you doing that stuff to him. He trusts you. It's completely different to let guys he's never even met have that much control over him. What they went too far? What if they put their hands too close to his neck? You could've traumatized him even more than he already is."

I think about it for a moment. I guess he's right in some ways. Everything would've gone downhill if one of them tried to choke me, but I also know Teagan enough to know that he wouldn't have let that happen. Hayes was only scared for me because he doesn't know Teagan the way I do.

"He's been mine for a year, Hayes. I'm well aware of what he can and can't handle. I made sure they all knew that as well. I don't care if you trust me or not because Elliot does. Now I'm trying to take care of him so kindly get the f**k out. You can talk to him later." Teagan insists.

Hayes doesn't respond, but he does slam the door shut behind him. Teagan sighs and continues to wipe the sweat and c*m mixture off of me.

"You can stop pretending to be asleep you know?"

"I wasn't pretending. I was just too tired to open my eyes. You two ruined my high." I answer, letting my eyes flutter open to look at him.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Thoroughly." I assure him. I know he isn't going to let anything Hayes said get to him. He's a great dom.

"It gets better." He tells me, gesturing for me to stand.

I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and sway a bit when I stand, but I regain my balance.

"Go look in the mirror."

I walk into the bathroom and turn to look at myself in the mirror, blushing when I see it. They wrote on me. It's hard to even read everything, but what stands out is the 'c*m here' on my cheek and tally marks on the other side. I must've really lost count because I don't even remember sucking off 10 guys.

I turn to see a similar list on my ass. One side says 'smack here' and the other says 'c*m dumpster' with more tallies. 13 this time. I also notice the hickies and bite marks covering my skin. There's more words on my chest and back as well. Most are along the lines of cocksucker, slut, and w***e. With clothes on, I'm sure they'd all be covered though.

"Wow. I guess I lost count." I point out, leaving the bathroom with a little smile. "Thanks for this, Teagan. I know you don't like sharing, but you still did all this just to make me happy. I really appreciate it."

"You don't have to thank me. It's the least I can do after you spent the last year making me happy. You're free now though. If you want to go talk to other doms, I officially relinquish you." He tells me, coming closer to peck my lips which makes me smile.

I walk to the dresser to put on a pair of shorts, not bothering to wipe off the derogatory words scattered all over me.

"I love you. Not like a boyfriend, but like a mentor. A mentor that f****d me a lot."

He laughs a little and nods in agreement. "I love you too. Not like a boyfriend, but like a pupil. A pupil I f****d a lot."