“Good, Ryan.” His eyes slowly crept upward until his brown eyes latched onto mine. “That’s my boy, Ryan.” His lips curled into a smile, and his eyes widened some. “Remember, you belong here. You are mine and justmine.”
“Yours,” hesaid.
“Mine,” Iconfirmed.
Only mine, myboy.
I took him around the house and we watched a few people playing. I stopped when I heard chains and looked around. A couple in the adjacent room were playing with them. I raised my left arm up and braced my forearm on the door frame. I pulled Ryan close and in front of me so we blocked only one side of the doorway. I wrapped my arm over his shoulder and splayed my hand over hisheart.
“Russell,” he turned his head to the side andwhispered.
“Hmm?”
“Why do you love chains somuch?”
Why do I love chains so much? His question had a lengthy answer, and I felt that it deserved more dialogue than what I could give him rightthere.
I kissed his ear and promised that I’d tell him tonight. I thought that perhaps on the way home might be a good time. As the couple began their aftercare routine, I pulled Ryan away from the door frame, and we walked toward the kitchen where many guests had congregated and mingled in the diningarea.
“Ryan, would you like to go get something toeat?”
“Yes. Should…should I be over there bymyself?”
“Yes, Ryan, you’re allowed. I give you permission. See all of the naked guys and girls over there? They’re all submissives, just like you. Except for one thing…” Ryan’s eyes widened as he looked at the naked and underwear-clad bodies trying to figure out what the difference was. “They’re not mine. You are, Ryan.” His face relaxed, and a smiled appeared. “There are small plates on the end,” I pointed out and then slapped hisbutt.
I joined a few of the friends that I had hoped to see this evening. We briefly caught up with one another while I watched Ryan from the dining room. He had kept his movements slow and controlled rather than his hyper self. I knew he tried hard to make himself fit in, but really, he fit in just fine. Leonard had found him, though, which aggravatedme.
“So, Russell, his collar; is it a consideration collar?” one of my friendsasked.
“No,” I statedconfidently.
“The real deal,huh?”
“Not exactly. What he’s wearing is his play collar. The one I can grab and be somewhat rough with. But the tag that hangs from it, that will be the tag that will go on his realone.”
“Will you be holding a formalcollaring?”
“I’m still deciding on that. I’m considering all options, but will go with what is best forus.”
When I saw Leonard reach out and touch Ryan’s play collar, I excused myself and went over to them. I approached calmly so I wouldn’t make Ryan worry, but Leonard’s hands had zero business being near my boy. I didn’t care for how Leonard tried to appear superior toRyan.
“Ryan,” I called his name as I approached him, then reached out to take hold of the back of his collar. “Did you find something to eat, myboy?”
“Yes,” he nodded and held up his small plate. I loved the heavy feel of him in my hand as henodded.
“Sir,” Leonard spoke up. “Sir, if you need any of my services, please let meknow.”
“Leonard, who are you here withtonight?”
“No one, Sir,” he saideagerly.
“Well, I’d suggest taking a quiet look around. You are at a high protocol party. I would suggest that if you intend on being selected by a Top for a session, that you don’t strut around promoting yourself. It’ll rub a Top the wrongway.”
I took Ryan’s plate from his hand, set it on the counter, and guided Ryan away from the kitchen. I had wanted to ask Ryan if he gave Leonard permission to touch his play collar, but right now wasn’t the appropriatetime.
We walked back over to my friends, and I kept Ryan with me while I spoke to them. I could tell that my friends were intrigued by Ryan. I was hard-pressed to find any of my friends in the community that didn’t find him irresistible. I kept my finger curled around his collar while my thumb stroked his neck just below the leather from the collar. When I finished talking to my friends, I decided that I needed to take my boy to one of the play areas and let him stretch. I gently tugged his collar back towards me, and I spoke quietly in hisear.
“Are you interested in going down the hall and being flogged byme?”
