Crawford’s fingertips traveled across the nape of his neck, toying with Owen’s short hair. The sensation sent shivers through Owen’s body, and he lay as still as he could to bask in thefeeling.
A crinkling noise behind Owen’s ear refocused his attention and was followed by a sharp plastic click. Owen recognized the noise. He drew in a breath and lifted his hips, eager to please. Crawford proved just as willing. His lubricated fingers slipped between Owen’s cheeks, then pushed inward. Owen huffed and buried his head into the pillows. It wasn’t that he was inexperienced—when his heats came on, he bred mercilessly with toys—but that Crawford’s fingers were real in the way that silicone couldneverbe.
Crawford worked his fingers slowly into Owen’s body, and Owen held his position to assist. It didn’t take long before Crawford pushed in far enough to rub against Owen’s prostate, and when he did, Owen dug his head further into the pillows and moaned. The pressure in his balls immediately increased and his cock jumpedinturn.
“There,” he breathed. “There,that’sit.”
“Did I get it?” Crawford mused. His knees parted Owen’s thighs a little wider, and he lifted Owen’s hips into position with his free hand. The pressure instantlyincreased.
Owengasped.
“Mmm, I’m going to say I did. The noises you’re making are too sweet to becoincidence.”
Crawford’s fingers curled, then withdrew. Before Owen could whimper in disappointment, they were back in place and rubbing him in all the right ways. Owen sawstars.
“This time,” Crawford whispered, “I don’t want you to come. I want you to save it, pet. Right now I want to play and I need you tobegood.”
It was hard to be good when Crawford was massaging his prostate like that. Owen choked out a sound of agreement and held himself still, allowing his body to be played with. No vibrator could compare. No dildo was as good. Crawford was in a league of his own, and Owen wasn’t sure he could ever go back to artificial pleasures. Not when he had his master’s skillfultouch.
“When you’re good,” Crawford told him gently, “this is the kind of treatment you can expect to receive, pet. I far prefer spoiling my submissives than I do punishing them. From time to time I know that you’ll make a mistake, but I always want you to always strive for excellence. Do youunderstand?”
“Yes,” Owen moaned. Crawford’s fingers curled inside of him to reward him for his answer, and Owen pressed back against themgreedily.
“Sometimes, the things I do will seem like punishments, but they’re only to make sure you stay good. Like the cock cage. One day, you won’t need it anymore, but until I’m done training you, you’ll need to use it. Isthatokay?”
“Yes.” Owen’s lips moved on autopilot. He gyrated his hips and Crawford met that spot inside of him all overagain.
“Know that I do this for your benefit.” Crawford pressed a kiss against Owen’s back. “I want to see yousucceed.”
“I want to do the best I can by you,” Owen uttered. The feeling of Crawford’s fingers was too much. “But please, I’m not going to be able to be good if you keep this up. I’m going to come again. Iknowit.”
“Are you?” Crawford’s fingers caressed, and Owen choked out a sobbed moan in response. It was too good. “I think you can last longer, pet. Iknowyou can last longer. You already came once for me today, remember? A week’s worth of seed. You worked it out of your system, and now I want you to be strongforme.”
It was hard to be strong when Crawford felt as good as he did. Owen closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, but the harder he fought orgasm, the more itpushedback.
“You’re tensing,” Crawford remarked casually. “Stay loose, pet. Stay relaxed. Let the pleasure happen to you, but don’t let yourself be enslaved by it. Remember that you don’t belong to it—you belongtome.”
The collar around his neck. The demands. The pictures. The video. Owenwasowned. The truth was indisputable—he’d let Crawfordpossesshim.
If anyone at Stonecrestfoundout…
Crawford’s fingers drew back and didn’t return. Empty, Owen twisted his head to the side to see what was the matter, but by then, Crawford was already on him. Owen saw nothing but his arm and shoulder. It was only a second longer until he felt Crawford’s cock nuzzle his entrance. He was beingmounted.
“You’re wearing a condom, right?” Owen asked. As horny as Crawford made him, he was still a stranger. Owen wanted tobesafe.
“Yes, pet.” Crawford pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades. “You have nothingtofear.”
Owen didn’tdoubtit.
Crawford’s hips moved closer, the added pressure forcing Owen’s body open. Owen relaxed as best he could. The tapered head of Crawford’s cock pushed inward, stretching Owen apart. The pressure and pain grew, but Owen bit back on his discomfort. Pleasure would be coming soon. His prostate still throbbed from the memoryofit.
With a sudden lurch, Crawford was inside of him. Owen’s ring sealed beneath the head of Crawford’s cock, and Owen choked out a startled cry while Crawford grunted and dropped his head to bite his pet’s shoulder. Crawford pushed inward, burying his thick cockfurther.
It was more incredible than Owen could havehoped.
With a choked cry, he lifted his hips just a little more and tried to help Crawford sink into him. The head of Crawford’s cock put spectacular pressure exactly where it needed to, and it made Owen want to come in theworstway.
It felt too good. Crawford was going to pump it outofhim.
