“Yes, sir.”
“Better. Here’s my first rule. In our bedroom, the only time you are allowed to speak is when I give you permission or anytime I ask you a question, then you are to reply in an appropriate manner. Do you understand what I want?”
“I think so, sir.”
“Let me explain so you understand perfectly. When I ask you a question, you are to answer it to the best of your ability. If you are unsure, you say so. If you don’t understand the question, you say so. It you don’t know the answer, you say so. Have I made myself clear?”
“I-I-I...I understand sir.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Okay, I accept your answer. From this point on, if you fail to obey this rule, you will be punished. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Are you ready to submit to me fully?”
Cody hesitated before answering. He knew what Dylon was asking and was very sure of what would happen to him in the future if he refused. “Yes, sir. I am ready to submit to you fully, sir.”
“Good, my pet. Now, assume the position until I’m ready for you.”
Cody slipped from their bed and folded himself into his position at the foot of the bed. There, he waited, nervous but eager to have his claiming continue. This is what hismind and body craved and needed to offset his terrible visions. As he knelt, he could feel all his negative emotions drain as, in its place peacefulness entered his soul along with an intensity of love in his heart for his mate. And at that moment, he discovered his trust in Dylon that was necessary for their future.
Dylon waited, letting Cody slip into a submissive state in his mind. When he heard his mate’s slow steady breathing, he rose from the bed and headed for the closet. There, in his bag, he found what he was looking for.Thank the gods, those Silver Point assholes hadn’t kept anything important.He had carried these items ever since the Shaman had given them to him. Returning to the bed, he laid out his tools and got to work. Eyeballing the length needed, he cut four long pieces of the Japanese Shibari rope. Then he tied one to each of the four posts of the bed. Removing the covers until only the bottom sheet remained, he set the lube on the sheet within easy distance of his hand.
Lifting up one of the remaining items on the bed—a blindfold—Dylon walked over to Cody and stood behind him. Without saying a word, he put the blindfold on his mate and then finally spoke. “From this point on, you will no longer see until I decide you can. Now listen carefully to my instructions because I will not repeat them. When I touch your shoulder, I want you to get up, step forward until you feel the bed, and then bend over so your head and chest are resting on the bed.”
“Yes, sir.”
Dylon smiled. He hadn’t given Cody permission to speak, but he would take care of that misstep later. Stepping back, he briefly touched his mate and watched in awe as Cody rose gracefully, shuffled forward and after feeling the bed make contact with his legs, fellforward in the exact position ordered. Dylon waited, letting the anticipation build in his mate. Then moving forward, he laid his hands on Cody’s still-very-red cheeks. Caressing them, he heard a low moan escape from his mate.Good, he is beginning to feel my control.
Next, he grabbed the lube and coated his fingers and the object in his hand. Parting those warm globes, he pushed his finger into the puckered hole greeting him. Slowly, he pushed in, making sure his mate was fully lubed and loose as he continued. Finally, when his finger could slide with ease, he added another. After working them back and forth, he deemed his mate ready. Then taking the object and resting it against his mate’s hole, Dylon said, “Take a deep breath and squeeze your ass. Hold.”
Cody followed his instructions and was ready for whatever might happen. As soon as the muscles around Cody’s puckered opening relaxed, Dylon pushed a butt plug into Cody’s ass, wiggling it back and forth while his mate grunted. Finally, it slid home, fully buried. It was only a small training plug, but soon his mate would be introduced to larger ones. This was another important step for Cody; in the future he’d be wearing a butt plug regularly—anytime Dylon felt his mate needed to focus on something other than his visions.
Dylon stared at the sparkling scarlet jewel at the end of the butt plug, now marking Cody’s hole, and felt his cock harden at the sight. He knew how it would feel when his mate walked or sat. It would be a constant reminder of Dylon’s ownership. Giving his mate’s red cheeks a few swats, he pulled Cody upright. “Next, you are to crawl to the center of the bed and lie on your stomach.”
“Yes, sir.”
Dylon smiled again.Two infractions, perfect. Looking at Cody following his instructions, he was able to getglimpses of the butt plug. He knew his mate was trying to understand the feelings the plug was evoking as it jiggled and rubbed against Cody’s prostate, causing shooting shivers of intense pleasure throughout him. Finally, Cody was in position.
Dylon deftly tied the pieces of Shibari rope hanging from the bedposts to his mate’s wrists and ankles, spread-eagling him on the bed before reaching for the remaining item on the bed.
Picking it up, he ran its soft leather strips up Cody’s legs and over his ass before caressing his back with it. Planting his feet firmly on the floor, Dylon stood tall, raising the flogger and then…paused.
Chapter 11
“I need a word you can say if you want me to stop,” Dylon ordered Cody.
“Uhmm, possum.”
“Possum, what.”
“Possum, sir.”
“Possum it is.”
