Chapter Four-
Sawyer
"Should we just start with an introduction?" Beau asks Elliot and I.
This kid is pretty cute. He's small and timid, and he reminds me of what I was like before I met Teagan. I wasn't confident at all, and I was so shy I couldn't so much as ask a question without feeling terrible about myself.
I want us to be able to help him the way Teagan helped me. I'm much more confident now even though I'm still pretty quiet. I just don't get the point of small talk. Why waste my breath with meaningless conversation? I'd rather get to know someone by observing their actions.
"Sure! I'll go first. I'm Elliot Sullivan. I'm 23 and I'm a secretary at a mental health clinic. I wanted to be a child psychologist, but I dropped out of college when I moved here. I love organizing things, and I'm very particular about what I do and when I do it. I'm kind of controlling and persuasive just because I really like to get my way. I can be a little bossy sometimes too, but I'm a great friend. I know it may seem weird that I'm a submissive considering my personality, but I like not worrying about that stuff. I'm in control of my everyday life, and when I come here, I can finally relax and let go. Master Teagan helps me let go. He does let me keep things organized how I like though." Elliot rambles on. Beau hangs on to every word he says, but I try to zone out. I've known Elliot for a year now so I know all of this stuff.
"Oh, wow! I mean I already knew you were sweet, but you seem really cool and fun too. Thank you for helping me. I know Master Teagan never would have agreed to train me unless you guys were okay with it. And uh... thanks for earlier too." His cheeks turn red as he stares down in his lap.
I watched them earlier when Elliot and Teagan were touching him. People hardly notice me in a room, but I didn't feel any need to join in. Teagan learns his subs bodies through touching them, but it's easier for me to watch and see what they like. Beau has very sensitive n*****s and it seemed like he liked getting eaten out more than the b*****b. It's shocking because Elliot gives the best blowjobs.
"You don't have to thank me. You see my cheek, right? I like sucking guys off." Elliot answers, laughing softly as he lays his head in Beau's lap. "My kinks are being degraded and c*m. God, c*m is so hot. Sometimes I wish every dom in the whole place would just jizz all over me. Anyway, my hard limits are anything involving fire. Even wax play makes me scared. Also being choked scares me. I don't care if someone f***s my throat and I can't breathe, but someone choking me with their hands is pretty f*****g terrifying. My father was catholic so my safe words are Eden to slow down and Penance to stop."
"Wow. Those pretty cool safe words actually. I spent a lot of time thinking about what mine would be. Uh... well I thought it was a little weird at first, but if you like those things then there's no real reason for me to judge you or anything." Beau smiles down at Elliot who then turns to me.
"Do you wanna tell him about you, Sawyer?"
"I'm Sawyer Grayson." I answer, leaning back on my hands.
When I don't say anything else, Elliot shoves me back on the bed to climb into my lap and glare. "Please? I just want him to know us better."
I stare him down for a moment, sighing when he finally submits and breaks eye contact. "I'm Sawyer Grayson. I know I'm quiet and don't have many facial expressions. That makes people scared or intimidated by me, but I don't care much. I just like peace and quiet, and big crowds make me feel tired. I have 9 siblings and I'm the oldest. I guess I just spent my whole life taking care of my siblings, and I still do, but Teagan takes care of me when I forget to take care of myself. We've been friends for 5 years, and he became my official dom three years ago. Elliot has been with us for about a year. Teagan and I started our training at the same time 5 years ago and I met him through the club, but never really got together until later on."
"And that's why you're so casual with him? Are you dating too or just dom and sub?" Beau asks. Elliot lays his head on my chest and starts to hum a soft tune. He does that when he starts getting tired.
"We aren't technically dating, but my family doesn't know about my s****l life so I introduce Teagan as my boyfriend and Elliot as my friend. My kinks are pain and just rough treatment in general. I like when Teagan pulls my hair or chokes me. I'm not an extreme masochist that likes to bleed and s**t, but I like being flogged or whipped as long as it doesn't break my skin. My hard limit is electro play and my safe word is Beetlejuice." I inform him, petting Elliot's hair as his eyes flutter.
"Aren't we supposed to have two safe words?" Beau asks. Typical question when I tell someone that I only have one.
"My safe word is just to stop. I don't feel comfortable with the concept of 'slow down'. Teagan doesn't mind that I only have one safe word."
"And he's thinking about training to be a dom too. I think he'd be great at it, but he likes submitting to Master Teagan and doesn't want to give that up." Elliot adds.
I roll my eyes and flip us over so that I'm in between his legs, looking down at him. "I like to dominate you though. Teagan will always be my master, but maybe I could be a dom and a sub."
Elliot looks at me with a hopeful look in his eyes before spreading his legs more. "Master said we can play. My body is yours to use as you please, Master Sawyer."
I pull away and stand up to hum softly. I want to play with him, but we can't c*m until Teagan comes back. I know my limits, and I doubt that Elliot will c*m without being touched, so I'm not worried about that.
I walk to get the dresser and open the last drawer to get a pair of leather handcuffs. I don't want to use much because I'm not trained as a dominant.
"Kneel on the floor." I tell him.
Elliot has a darkened look in his eyes. He's told me before that he has fantasies about me dominating him the way Teagan does.
Beau is just watching us curiously. I know he didn't expect this when Teagan was telling him about us being together like that. I'm sure he thought that Teagan would tell us to do things together, but Elliot and I are in a relationship just as much as Teagan and I are.
Elliot follows my orders. Once he's kneeling, he gets into what Master Teagan calls first position. His knees are spread with his feet together and his butt resting on them. His hands are clasped behind his back, and his eyes are downcast. He looks quite pretty this way.
As I put the cuffs on his hands to keep them behind his back, I kiss his cheek. "You won't be able to speak so if you want to safeword just clap and I'll stop, okay?"
"Yes, Sir." He answers. He always teases me by calling me 'Master', but once we start doing things he's much more respectful.
"Good boy. You really are my w***e, aren't you?" I whisper in his ear, hearing him take in a sharp breath.
"Y-Yes, Sir."
I smirk and stand up, walking so that I'm in front of him. I put my hand in his hair, tugging it slightly. "You're always so desperate for my c**k, Elliot. If you beg, I might let you suck it."
"P-Please? I really want to, and I can't wait anymore. Please can I have it?" He whines as I unzip the tight leather pants I'm wearing. I don't wear underwear when I'm here, so once I pull them down, I'm completely exposed.
I spare a glance at Beau who's sitting patiently on the bed, staring at the two of us. It's easy to see how turned on he's getting. His skin is flushed and beginning to sweat and his little tongue darts out to wet his lips. He's got a lot to learn, but some dom is going to be extremely happy having him as theirs.
"Open."
Elliot obeys instantly, dropping his jaw to offer his mouth to me. I guess he wasn't lying when he said his body is mine to do with as I please.
"Don't move. If you so much as think of trying to top from the bottom then I'll stop, got it, cockslut?"
He knows the question was rhetorical. Even if it wasn't, he doesn't get a chance to answer before I thrust myself into his mouth.
He moans softly as I fist my hand in his hair to hold his head in place while I thrust into his mouth. Even though he's not using his lips or tongue how he usually does, it still feels amazing. Elliot can work wonders with his mouth without even trying. Part of me wonders how it would feel to actually f**k him.
I groan while looking down at him. His wide green eyes are starting to water already. He's been a sub for five years so he's good at not gagging, but every once in a while it gets to be a little too much. I smirk and get even more rough, tensing my muscles in my groin to keep myself from cumming.
His tears finally start to spill down his face, ruining his eye makeup and smearing the words written on his face.
"Aww. You love it so much you're crying. You look like such a messy little w***e. That's what gets you off though. I bet you're close to cumming in your pants without even being touched." I tease, feeling my precum leak into his mouth.
His saliva and some of my wetness rolls down his chin making him even more dirty. Despite the degrading words and having his face f****d, he still looks like he's in heaven. He just stares up at me like I'm some sort of god or something.
I pull out of his mouth when it starts getting to be too much. I don't want to c*m without permission.
Elliot is panting heavily with his lips glistening with saliva and precum. "Please don't stop. I want your c*m so bad."
"I can't c*m without permission, Elliot." I inform him, willing my erection to go down. I doubt it will. I've never been this hard before.
"Don't leave him wanting, Pet. You two put on a good show." I turn my head to see Master Teagan leaning against the door with a smirk on his face. I didn't even hear him walk in.
"S-Sorry, Master. I didn't notice you come in." I tell him, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.
I don't like being dominant in front of Teagan because I feel like he'll think I'm not as good of a sub if I'm also a dom. That's why I haven't asked about training or anything. I don't want Teagan to see me differently.
He laughs softly and walks closer to me, pressing his chest against my back before grinding his crotch against my ass so that I can feel how hard he is. "You're so sexy, Pet. Look at Elliot. He's practically begging for more. It's okay. You can cum."
I nod and step closer, putting my hand in Elliot's hair again as he smirks up at me. "Please, Sir. f**k my face and c*m down my throat. I need it."
I take a deep breath and do what I can to ignore Teagan as I thrust myself into Elliots mouth again. I try to make sure that I'm not being hesitant. I try to think like a dom. This isn't the time for me to be iffy about what I want or how I feel. I just need to do what I can to please Elliot and give him what he desires.
With that thought in mind, I snap my hips forward even quicker than before, hearing a little whine from him as his tears start flowing again. I listen closely for a clap, but he doesn't even attempt to move his hands at all. He just lets his eyes flutter shut and enjoys the feeling of being used.
I groan louder, and after a few moments, I force myself into his mouth completely, feeling my length pulse in his throat as I finally c*m with a little moan. "Ah... f**k, Elliot."
He swallows around me, drinking up every drop before I pull away, leaving him teary eyed and gasping for breath. "God, Sawyer. I was seconds from cumming in my pants."
"Not without permission, you weren't." Teagan reminds him, making Elliot look down once more.
"Right, Master. Will you please make me c*m?" He asks while I zip my pants back up.
I look over to see Beau shifting around on the bed as if it's physically unbearable to be confined in his pants. I walk over to him and lay on the bed next to him, trailing my hand up his side before pinching and teasing his n*****s.
He moans softly and squirms a bit, but keeps his eyes trained on Elliot and Teagan. Teagan takes the cuffs off of Elliot before having him stand up and leading him to the bed. He has Elliot lay next to Beau and I before cuffing him to the bed. Elliot smiles as Teagan starts to pull his shorts off.
"What are your safe words?" Teagan asks.
He doesn't ask because he doesn't know them. He asks as a way to make sure that we remember them and to let us know that he won't stop if we just say 'stop'. He and I have been together a long time and sometimes we have vanilla s*x. When we do, I don't need a safe word because he'll stop if I just say 'no'. For more intense scenes we may say 'stop' without really meaning it just because of the sensations.
"Eden to slow down and Penance to stop, Master." Elliot responds obediently, relaxing into the bed.
Once he's naked, Teagan walks to the dresser to get a few things. I notice him get n****e clamps and a blindfold, but it surprises me that he doesn't get the headphones too.
All dominants have their kinks that prevail over others. Some are more into the b*****e aspect, and the doms who use rope can turn their sub into a work of art with their skills. Some doms like toys and will enjoy teasing their submissive using vibrators or c**k rings. Some are sadists who know exactly where to whip their sub so that the pain feels like heaven.
Master Teagan likes giving us sensations by taking our senses. He'll blindfold us and have us wear noise canceling headphones so we can't see or hear anything. Sometimes he'll gag us too, but he likes to hear our moans. He takes our hearing so often that we have physical commands that don't need any words.
He returns and makes quick work of blindfolding Elliot who isn't the slightest bit bothered by it. He just lays still with his head in the pillow. Master licks and sucks his n*****s to get them hard before putting the clamps on him.
"I want you to pay attention Beau. Everything you've seen until now has been us goofing off. This is a real scene, and before you decide that you want to lose your virginity as a sub, I want you to see one."
"Yes, Master." Beau's soft voice responds.
I smile at the look in Teagan's eye, and silently feel sorry for Elliot. He must've done something to get Teagan riled up. Elliot is going to need his safe word because I can see that Teagan has every intent to f**k Elliot until he's practically broken.