“If your neck were bare, you would still be untouchable. You are mine, and mine alone. That’s a promise,Ryan.”
I kissed his lips before we got out of the car. I made sure that I stood just slightly in front of him as I rang thedoorbell.
“Russell! My friend, it’s so good to see you!” Glen said as he shook my hand as we steppedinside.
“Thank you for inviting my boy and me.” I stepped to the side and proudly put my arm around Ryan’s shoulders. “Glen, this is my boy,Ryan.”
Glen smiled and held his hand out for Ryan to shake. I kept my hand on Ryan’s back because I loved touching him and feeling him. Among my friends at this party, it also showed possession and ownership. While I didn’t view the dynamic that Ryan had as one where I “owned” or “obtained” him, I wanted everyone to see and understand that he wasmine.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,Ryan.”
“Thank you. It’s nice to meet a friend ofRussell’s.”
“Pleasure is mine, Ryan. I’d heard through the grapevine of a young man that had captured Mr. Moore’s attention, so it’s delightful to meet you inperson.”
“Thank you for inviting me,” Ryansaid.
I gave Ryan’s shoulder a few rubs followed by a few pats so he’d know that I was proud of how he was doing. I knew Glen could go either way on protocol and could adapt to his guests. But I was well aware that there were guests here that had differentviews.
“How would you prefer your submissive this evening, Russell?” Glen asked me without giving Ryan aglance.
“Are most of the other subs naked?” I asked and glancedaround.
“We have a mix of nude submissives and some inunderwear.”
“Ryan will undress and remain in his underwear,” Iconfirmed.
“Very well,” Glen nodded and pointed at a room just off the entryway where submissives’ clothes were foldedneatly.
“Ryan, go in that room and undress. Leave your underwear on. Fold your clothes and set them neatly on the table and store your shoes along thewall.”
“Yes,Russell.”
I remained in the entryway with Glen while I kept my eye onRyan.
“Russell, he seems like a wonderfulyoungman,” Glenjabbed.
“Thank you. He is a puredelight.”
“I bet.” Glen watched as Ryan undressed and ogled quietly. “Sexgood?”
“We’re working towardsit.”
“How have you managed not toyet?”
“His past is littered with trauma. So, we’re workingslowly.”
“He’s in the right hands now, isn’t he,Russell?”
“He absolutelyis.”
“Oh, before your boy returns, Leonard has been asking about you.” I raised my eyebrow and glanced around. “He asked me to notify you that he would be in the submissive waiting area.” I stared at Glen as if nothing he just said mattered to me. And it didn’t. I nodded and thanked him for theinformation.
Ryan appeared in front of us, and his head was tilted down. He was bashful and looked like he could use a small one on one pep talk. This was something I would never tire of; reassuring Ryan would always be something that he would need from time to time. But nurturing was deeply embedded inme.
“Glen, my boy and I will catch up with you in a bit. I’m going to walk around with him for a fewminutes.”
Glen understood and left us alone. I patted my chest, and Ryan immediately brought his eyes to my chest. This was his place of comfort and connection. If he couldn’t look me in the eye for whatever reason, he could look at my chest. When he stared at my chest, it kept him “with” me and from falling backward into the clutches of his family and those who had hurthim.
