Mercy (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Two- Joining

Chapter Two-

Beau

I'm more excited now than I've ever been in my life. Today I start my training. From all the research and studying I did last night, I've come to the conclusion that it's one of the most popular fetish clubs in the state. One of the reasons it's so popular is because of Master Dax's humor. It's a gay b**m club, so he named it The Closet.

I'm so nervous about this even though I'm more than prepared. My parents always put this pressure on me to be perfect, and now any time I even think I may f**k up something, I somehow think that studying will help. I found out new things like how subs get to choose safewords, and how when a dom and sub get a closer relationship the dom can collar their sub. I don't remember Elliot or Sawyer wearing collars yesterday, but it did look like they were just arriving.

I read articles about different kinks, too. How some dominants use ropes for b*****e rather than cuffs. It's a skill really. There's a lot of work that goes into tying a sub up properly. The way people describe it makes me really want to try it.

I read about masochists who are people with pain kinks. I'm sure that Sawyer is one. That's why he liked when Master Teagan was rough with him. There's also a degradation kink that I think Elliot has. It said that people with that kink sometimes have masters write names on them.

I don't really see the appeal of deeper kinks like that, but I did find one I'd be really interested in. I like to dress up and sometimes I wear girly clothes, but never in public. I wouldn't mind if Master Teagan wanted to dress me up in a sexy outfit. A lot of the subs I saw were wearing plain shorts or nothing at all.

The thought of being special and wearing something sexy that nobody else would put on kinda turns me on. The thought of being the center of attention, and all the doms looking at me with lust had me so hard I couldn't fall asleep.

Now I'm just standing outside of Master Dax's door. It was closed when I got here and one of the subs who works at the front desk told me that if the door is closed then he's busy. There's chairs against the wall that I could sit in, but I'm too anxious to sit down.

"Beau. Perfect timing. Teagan and I just finished talking. I relayed the information you gave me yesterday, but when it comes to the other questions, he'll be the one asking. This training will be the basics that all doms expect of you, but also his personal preferences. If you ever need anything, come to me, okay?" Master Dax says, standing next to Master Teagan with his office door open.

"Yes, Sir. Of course." I agree.

"Come, Little One. I'll take you to my playroom so we can discuss the contract." Teagan says, placing his hand gently on the small of my back to lead me to his playroom.

When we walk in, it's nothing like I'd expect. The walls are dark green, and the bed is huge. It's got to be custom because it's bigger than a king bed. The sheets and blanket are a lighter shade of green. There's a dresser and a bench that are both brown. I look up and see a grid on the ceiling. It can be used to suspend a sub. There's a cross as well, but as far as furniture goes, that's all.

The next things I pay attention to are the hooks on the walls. There's everything from floggers to ropes hanging innocently on the walls. Some of the items seen intimidating because I don't like pain, but I quickly remember that Sawyer does like that stuff. It's probably for him.

"Is that you, Master?" Elliot comes out of what seems to be the bathroom. He's wearing a tight pair of leather shorts like he was yesterday, but the words that were on his body are gone now. He's also wearing a collar. A light peach colored one that says 'slut' on it. When he sees me, he smiles brightly. "May I greet him, Master?"

"Go ahead. After that Beau and I are going to discuss his contract, so you'll have to busy yourself with organizing or something." Master Teagan tells him.

Elliot nods quickly and rushes over to take my hand and shake it. "Hi. I'm so glad to meet you. Sorry we didn't get to talk yesterday, but I'm Elliot. You're super adorable by the way. No wonder Master wants you to join us. I'm sorry about Sawyer, too. He's not good around people, but I promise he'll warm up to you after a bit. He's much more open when it comes to s*x and stuff, but-"

"Stop talking about me behind my back." Sawyer grumbles, walking into the playroom. He's wearing normal clothes like me. Just a plain tee and jeans.

"Right. Anyway, It's great to officially meet you, Beau." Elliot finishes, shaking my hand with a big smile. He seems so bubbly and extroverted. I'm more quiet around people, but he's so likeable.

"It's nice to meet you too."

"Beau. Come." Master Teagan commands, taking a seat on the bed with a clipboard and a few papers in his hand.

He gestures to the bed, and I sit on it with him instantly. He gives me a warm smile and takes a deep breath. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, Sir." I respond quickly.

"Alright. The most important thing to me is the safety and comfort of my submissives, So we'll begin with your limits and other things like that. Have you thought about what your safewords will be?" He asks, Clicking the pen in his hand.

"Yes, Sir. I've decided. Reliance to slow down and Mercy to stop." I tell him. I spent a lot of time last night thinking about them.

"Good choices. Is there anything you'd like to be called during a scene with us?" He continues after writing down my previous answer.

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"Well, Elliot enjoys degradation. He likes for me to call him slut, w***e, and cumdumpster to name a few. Sawyer likes to be called pet. Is there anything you'd prefer?" he clarifies.

I don't want him to think I'm gross or anything. The names he calls them aren't what I'd like, but I did read something that made my cheeks turn red. The thought of him calling me that is a fantasy. "I-I like um... princess."

He smirks when my voice waivers, but leans in to kiss the shell of my ear. "I get pleasure from pleasing you. Don't ever feel nervous about saying what you want. If you want to be called that when I finally get to plow into your tight little ass, then I'll gladly do it, Princess."

My eyes widen as my breath catches in my throat. I can feel my c**k getting hard just from his words. "Y-Yes, Sir."

"Good boy." He leans back and writes my answer before moving on. "You're a virgin, so I'm assuming you have no STD's. Next is do you have any health problems or notes about yourself that you think I need to know such as allergies, low blood sugar, phobias or anything like that?"

"I'm terrified of sharp things." I confess quickly. "I don't like knives or needles or anything like that, Sir. Also, it's not a health condition, but I should explain. I was born halfway through my mothers pregnancy, and I was extremely small. I've always been small, but I've been to the doctor a lot and I'm perfectly healthy. Just little. I don't like when people comment on me being short or skinny though."

"Alright. I'll add sharp things to your hard limits, and thank you for letting me know that. If anyone teases you about that then let me know and I'll see that they never even think of doing it again." He assures me, making me relax. "Are there any emotional needs that you'd like to make me aware of? For example, Sawyer likes for me to cuddle and talk with him after a scene as a form of aftercare."

"I uh... I'm insecure a lot because my parents always harped on me for any little thing I did wrong. Now I feel like a big f**k up all the time. I really like when you call me good boy because it makes me feel like I'm doing things right. Could you maybe do that for aftercare? I just want to know that I pleased you." I tell him honestly, peeking up to see him giving me a sweet smile. I like making Teagan happy.

"Of course I can. You're doing very good with this, Beau. I appreciate your honesty with me." He hums, reaching out to pet my hair. "For this next question I need you to know something. I will never push you beyond what you can handle, but I know that you are new to this. Some things may seem scary until you see or try them, so when thinking of your hard limits, I want you to have an open mind. You can revise your limits any time you wish."

"I mentioned sharp things already. I don't want anything like that near me. I'm open to a lot, but I'm not a masochist, so nothing that will cause severe pain. I studied this kind of stuff a lot and it seems like whips and canes are just for masochists." I tell him. A few things worry me. Wax and fire make me a bit nervous, but I'd be willing to try it. I trust Teagan, and I don't think he'll hurt me.

"Alright. Good boy. Last question. Since this is a polyamorous relationship, sometimes I like to watch my submissives enjoy themselves without participating. Would you be comfortable with touching or being touched by Sawyer and Elliot?"

I knew this was going to be one of the questions. I am attracted to the two of them, but I'm not sure if they like me. "I wouldn't mind that if they're okay with it, Sir."

"That finishes up everything I need to fill out. Now you can read over the rules."

I take the papers from him when he holds them out and start skimming what he filled out. Once I confirm it all, I move onto the rules.

"My rules, if followed, Allow a submissive to let go of all of life's worries, stresses, and tribulations. These rules call for a submissive to relinquish control by giving me their trust. The rules allow us to passionately lose ourselves in the pleasure of each other.

Rule One: Respect. I will always respect you as my submissive, and I expect the same courtesy in return. I also ask that you have respect for yourself as it goes hand in hand with respect for me.

Rule Two: Pleasure me in any way you can whenever I ask, and I will reward you with pleasure.

Rule Three: Never be ashamed of your s****l desires, and always communicate them with me.

Rule Four: Always ask me permission to c*m whether I am present or not.

Rule Five: My c*m is a gift. Always swallow.

Rule Six: I expect you to follow my commands when I give them without hesitation. The proper response to a command is 'Yes, Master.'

Rule Seven: Never deny me the pleasure of hearing your moans or seeing your body.

Rule Eight: I expect a verbal response to any questions or commands I give.

Rule Nine: When being s*****d, whether for pleasure or punishment, I expect you to say 'Thank you, Master. May I have another?'

Rule Ten: Always communicate your honest feelings and opinions regardless of any other rules. You will never be punished for being respectfully honest."

By the time I finish reading all of the rules, I'm as hard as a rock. "M-Master? I finished."

"Are you comfortable with everything you've seen in the contract?" He asks. I like that he's taking the time to reassure me and make me understand that he wants me to be safe and comfortable above all else.

"Yes, Master." I answer, smiling slightly. I like calling him Master. He's going to be my dom. I'll learn to relinquish control, and put my trust in him.

"Alrighty." He hums, scribbling his signature on the line above 'dominant' before handing we the pen and paper.

I write my signature as well. 'Beau Ty Clarke'.

"You're officially mine, Beau." He informs me, slowly leaning in before pressing his lips to mine. I return the kiss eagerly, trying to keep my smile from getting in the way.

When he pulls back, he stands from the bed and gathers the papers. "I'm going to give these to Dax for him to file. Have Elliot show you the proper presentation position. I want you naked before I get back."

He leaves the room, and I jump up quickly, seeing Elliot already beckoning me over. I walk over to him, looking curiously at his smile.

"I didn't expect you to do so well. I thought you were just a timid little thing, but I can tell Master is proud of you." He assures me, helping me start taking off my clothes.

"You can call him Teagan, you know? He's not in here." Sawyer murmurs from the corner of the room. His nose is in a book, and he doesn't seem the slightest bit interested in us.

We ignore him as I strip the rest of the way, using my hands to cover my hard length. Elliot smacks my hands away from it and smirks.

"Master won't want you covering your body. You're his now. I'm teaching you how to present yourself." He reminds me.

He takes my hips into his hands and moves my body so that I'm in the center of the room. He pokes at the insides of my thighs until I spread my legs shoulder width apart. "Good. Now clasp your hands behind you but make sure they're above your ass. Also keep your back straight."

I straighten up and put my hand behind me to interlock my fingers. I follow his next few directions, pulling my shoulders back and holding my chin straight with my eyes downcast.

"Perfect! He's going to love that." Elliot squeals, neatly folding my clothes before putting them on top of the dresser.

"If you put our initials together from youngest to oldest it spells BEST." Sawyer mumbles randomly, making me laugh.

Soon after, Teagan walks back in, sucking in a sharp breath. My eyes are on the brown floor so I can't see him, but I can feel his eyes on me.

He walks closer, and eventually I feel his hand in my hair. "Now that I've explored your preferences and limits a bit, I'm going to explore your body, okay?"

"Yes, Master." I respond, not daring to look up. Elliot warned me not to look up until Master Teagan said so.

He ruffles my hair gently. "Why do you dye your hair? Do you dye it often?"

"I started dying it just because my parents didn't want me to. I wanted to show that I'm my own person and now it's become part of my identity. I usually change the color every 1-2 months. Depends on how fast it fades, Sir." I tell him, and he hums.

"I like the green. If you wish to change the color I want you to ask my permission first and tell me what color as well." He says, trailing his hand from my head down my neck to my chest.

"Y-Yes, master." I say quickly, jolting and moaning when he pinches one of my n*****s.

"Oh, you're sensitive here. How cute." He mumbles, leaning his head down to lick over one of them before taking it into his mouth and sucking.

"Ah... mmm... t-that feels very good, Master." I moan, beginning to breathe deeper. He scrapes his teeth against the nub gently, causing me to let out a louder moan that makes him chuckle.

"Very sensitive there. I'll have fun with that, and I'm sure you will too." He informs me, moving his hand down my torso and naval before reaching his hand under me to cup my balls.

It's probably weird that my n*****s are more sensitive than my balls are, but either way, I'm feeling amazing. My whole body is starting to tingle from just a few touches.

Maybe it's the mental part that's making my c**k practically leak precum onto the floor. The submission is what's turning me on. Even though I'm not bound, I'm allowing him to do what he pleases to me. I'm trusting him, and giving him my body to toy with how he wants. God, it feels amazing.

"Your c**k is so pretty, Princess." He whispers in my ear, wrapping his hand around it to stroke me a few times.

"T-Thank you, Master." I whine, having to tense my stomach muscles to hold back my o****m. I do my best to hold the position. Back straight, shoulders back, feet shoulder width apart.

"You're being so good for me." He praises, making my chest flutter.

He walks around to the back of me and trails his large hands down my back, massaging me gently to relax my body more. After a moment, he kneels down behind me. "I'll be honest, Beau. I'm really an ass man."

I gasp when his hands finally grope me. His largeness compared to my smallness makes it to where each hand can hold one ass cheek perfectly. He squeezes them before pulling one hand back. I jump when he smacks me sharply. It doesn't hurt at all. It actually felt really good.

He does this a few more times, switching from groping to smacking to rubbing. My skin is pale so I'm sure my ass is bright red by now. "Do you clean yourself often? Inside, I mean."

My cheeks turn red, and I nod before remembering the rule. "Yes, Master. I cleaned myself last night."

He gropes me again, spreading my cheeks wide. He does nothing for a moment which causes me to stare curiously at the floor, but after waiting for a moment, I feel his tongue flick out to lick my hole. I moan as he does it again before sinking his tongue into me.

My jaw drops with a loud moan as his tongue does deeper. "Ah... Master. That feels so good, oh god."

He pulls away and smacks my ass one more time. He takes my hands and has them replace his, so I'm the one spreading myself for him.

"Elliot. I want you to suck him off. You can do that for me, right?" Teagan asks.

"Yes, Sir." Elliot is quick to obey, coming over before sinking to his knees before me. He smirks up at me and sticks his tongue out to lick the precum from my tip.

I blush and stare down at him as he stares up at me. He wraps his lips around me and cups my balls in his hand while using his mouth to please me. Master Teagan goes back to pushing his tongue inside of me to move it around. My eyes roll back as I let out a loud moan.

"M-Master, May I c*m?" I ask, tensing my muscles. Their mouths continue to please me as my knees get weaker. God, anymore pleasure and I won't be able to stay standing.

"Not yet." He answers, making me whine.

A quick smack to my thigh makes me shut up, while continuing to hold in my o****m. Elliot isn't making it easy on me. His tongue and lips are magical. They quickly find the most sensitive parts of my c**k and tease me instantly, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Teagan's tongue is working wonders too, squirming around as if he's trying to map out my insides.

His hand reaches up to start pinching and pulling at my n*****s, making me feel like I'm flying.

"Master, please? I can't take it." I beg, my eyes rolling back as endless moans spill out of my mouth.

Elliot pulls back and looks up at me with the most sensual face. His lips are wet from my precum and his tongue is sticking out slightly. There's tears gathering in the corner of his eyes, but he's clearly enjoying himself. He replaces his mouth with his hand and starts to jack me off with the tip aimed at his face. "Please, can he give it to me, Master? I want his c*m so bad."

Teagan pulls back and kisses my lower back before answering. "c*m, Beau."

My body tenses as a strong o****m rips through me. I've pleased myself before with my fingers and even a vibrator. I've also done some things with boys at college parties, but none of them were ever this skilled at this stuff.

"Ah! M-Master... thank you." My c*m squirts out onto Elliot's face, landing on his cheek and in his mouth with some getting in his eyelashes. He grins and leans in to lick up what's left on my c**k.

Elliot stands and steps away as Teagan stands as well. He easily scoops me up bridal style and carries me to the bed to lay me down on it. He pulls the covers up to hide my body and pets my hair.

"You did so good, Beau. I'm so proud of you." He hums, leaving kisses on my cheeks. "Rest. I'll be right back."