Page 16 of Justice For Me

Blue eyes jumped up to meet his.Finally.

“Yes,” he answered softly. Then, more firmly, he said, “Yes, I do.”

Malachi’s heart and cock did a girlie somersault right inside of him. “Think about it some more, kid. When I play, I playhard.” He chuckled at the widening of eyes with his statement. “I don’t want this to be some spur of the moment decision that we will both regret later. My iPad is upstairs. Go ahead and do some more research and make sure you are comfortable with what you see. Next to the iPad is a list of websites that I would prefer you use. If you see something you like…if you still want to consider some training, be in the dining room at six sharp…completely naked. Understood?”

Justice gulped. “I understand. I’ll be there.”

Malachi laughed. “You might not after you see the websites I’ve listed for you.” He took a step closer, another step, another until he was standing inches from the boy. “Kneel in front of me.”

Justice dropped to his knees, without hesitation, and waited. He knew he should feel like all kinds of a fool, but he didn’t. It felt – right.

“If you are not there, Justice, it’s okay. There isn’t a wrong answer here. You can choose not to be there, and it won’t be wrong. You can be there and change your mind, and it won’t be wrong. This has to be something we are both comfortable with, something we are all comfortable with,” he corrected. The boy nodded his head, Adam’s apple bobbing with a nervous swallow. “Go upstairs and do your research, pup.”

“Okay, but just so you don’t get all carried away and ball gag and cuff me again, I need to go on the record as saying I am not ready to be fucked up the ass…no matter how kinky, dirty, or arousing you make it sound with all your trash talk. Okay?”

He looked every inch the kid when he followed up his statement with his ‘okay’.

“Never without your permission, without you begging for it,” Malachi answered.

Justice spent the next three hours pretty much looking at what he would call porn, really, really hot porn. Guys tying up girls, girls tying up guys, guys tying up guys…

Hell, there was a lot of tying up and the positions were…well, they were just fucking hot. Imagining himself in some of those positions, helpless in front of Malachi, had gotten his cock hard and the damned thing wouldn’t give it a rest. He wanted to touch himself but Malachi’s warning from last night kept echoing in his head. Malachi didn’t want him to, so he wouldn’t. He would, however, take himself the coldest shower in the history of mankind.

He had questions, lots and lots of questions. There were some concerns, but nothing to make him uncomfortable. This wasn’t a relationship, this was submission as a means for sexual gratification. It was simple, not room for misunderstandings. He was a toy for Malachi to play with and like inToy Story, he wanted to be played with.

Whatever misgivings he might have…he was going to be in that dining room at six o’clock, naked as the day he was born and ready totry.

“So, you want to play, do you, pup?” Malachi asked. He’d found him, just like he’d hoped and prayed he would, kneeling in the dining room, naked, and trembling slightly from a deadly case of being terrified. It was fucking intoxicating.

“Yes.”

Even his voice trembled slightly. The Dom in Malachi fed on that beautiful fear. It was like an aphrodisiac to his kind. “Call me ‘Sir’ when we are at play, Justice. Not to do so will result in discipline.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Very good,” he complimented. The boy’s usual playfulness had vanished. He had his game face on. The websites he’d had him exploring were factual…and dark, just the way he liked it. “Let’s talk about your kneeling position. The proper waiting position will be more like this…” He straightened the boy’s back and nudged his head until his chin rested against his chest. Since he was already kneeling on his knees with his ass resting on his heels, he was part of the way there. “Spread your knees wider apart for me. Always keep them wide so that your master can have unrestricted view of your cock and balls.”

Malachi watched as Justice struggled to spread his knees to the appropriate width and, at the same time, fight the wave of embarrassment that Malachi knew was probably washing over him at the moment. There was no room for embarrassment in the playroom, the boy would learn that soon enough. “Where do you think your hands need to be, Justice?”

His hands were currently resting in front of his cock, blocking his master’s view of one of his most prized possessions.

“Not here?”

Malachi chuckled. “Correct, not there,” he answered. “Some masters prefer you to lace them behind your back and rest them right above your ass but I prefer you place them behind your head.” He positioned his arms to where they bent at the elbows, stretched out from his body, with his hands laced behind his head. “Shoulders back. Good.”

He walked around him, admiring how erotically beautiful he looked from each and every angle. The boy was sheer perfection, breathtaking in his manly beauty…in his submission. The poor kid’s cock was already leaking and they hadn’t even started the night’s games yet.

“Beautiful, absolutely beautiful,” he complimented and was rewarded with a pretty blush. “This is your waiting position, Justice. I’ll always let you know when I’ll expect this from you. Agreed?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Are you comfortable?”

Justice frowned. Comfortable? He was buck ass naked with his cock and balls hanging out there for the entire world to see…and kneeling in front of a man.Nope, not comfortable at all. Was that the question, though? His knees didn’t hurt. The position wasn’t uncomfortable. Hell, he was already confused.

“I don’t know, Sir.”

“Good answer. Why don’t you know?”

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