Page 31 of Justice For Me

Yea, like he really cared about him getting hurt! Justice thought. His entire body was aching. What would one more complaint be worth? Who really cared if he fell and busted his nose or knocked out some teeth? Gingerly, he started climbing up. Malachi’s hands guided him and did keep him from falling several times.

“Perfect, pet,” Malachi cooed as his hot hands trailed up and down the tender flesh of his back and buttocks. “You look beautiful, such a cute little puppy.”

Justice gritted his teeth but remained completely still, dreading what Malachi had planned for him next. He prayed it wouldn’t be something as hardcore as what they’d done last night. It sounded like Malachi stepped away for a second and then something warm was being dribbled on his back. Hot wax? He’d seen some of that during his internet searches. He’d expected it to be hotter…more painful.

“How does that feel, Justice?” Malachi asked as his hands started rubbing the liquid over his back. “Not too hot, I hope.”

Justice frowned. Were you supposed to rub hot wax in? This felt more like…

“It’s just a massage, pet. Try to relax for me. We have some very important items to discuss regarding your training and desire to be a submissive.”

A soft moan escaped when Malachi’s skilled hands started kneading his shoulders. The dude had to be a professional masseuse on the side. His hands were like magic. “Fuck, that feels awesome.”

Another chuckle. “Yes, I imagine it does.” His hands kept moving, touching him, relaxing him everywhere. “You’ve been a very naughty sub, pet. Do you know that?”

Uh oh.“Uh…no?”Shit, what had he done?

Malachi emptied more massage oil onto Justice’s lower back and started manipulating those tense muscles. “MmmmHmmm. What did I tell you were the most important aspect of a Dom/sub relationship, pet?”

“Trust and honesty.”

“Ah, you do remember…you just chose to be dishonest.” His hands clutched the two golden globes of the pretty ass in front of him and kneaded them until another moan of delight tumbled from his pet’s lips.

“No! I mean…what do you mean?” Justice felt like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He knew he was in trouble. He just wasn’t certain what he had done wrong. On top of that, he couldn’t think straight with Malachi soothing away all his aches with magic hands.

“What do I mean?” Malachi mocked. “How does your body feel this morning, pet? How do you feel after the most intense session we’ve ever enjoyed? Sore? Tired? Ready for more play?”

Uh oh. Yea, he was in serious trouble. He wanted the blindfold gone…needed to see Malachi’s face, needed to know the man wasn’t about to get rid of him. He reached for it, but a firm grasp around his wrist stopped him dead.

“No. Keep it on,” Malachi ordered as he tugged the arm back down and placed it back down onto the cushioned table.

He didn’t want to keep it on. “Why? I want to take it off.” Now he sounded like a pouty kid that wasn’t getting his way. If he were being honest, he’d admit that the blindfold made what Malachi’s hands were doing to him feel even better. Apparently, from what Malachi had said, he wasn’t an honest man, though.

“Stop pouting, pet. I want you to keep it on because it makes you look really sexy…and it makes you concentrate solely on what my hands are doing and what I am saying to you. Can you leave it on for me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Go ahead and answer my question. How does your body feel this morning?”

He puffed out a deep breath. “Awful. I feel really sore and achy. Last night, it all felt really good, but this morning, I feel really worn out,” he admitted.

“Why did you allow me to convince you to come back to the playroom then?” His hands moved to muscled thighs. Just for fun, he pushed the sleek legs open, making him spread a little wider, making him expose a little more. A pretty blush stained his body immediately.

“I…I thought you wanted to, Sir. I didn’t want to disappoint you.” Fuck, could he sound any more needy and pathetic? This was the exact shit he was supposed to be avoiding. He couldn’t even be in a non-relationship relationship without fucking it up.

“I’m disappointed, pet. Honesty and trust. I have to know I can count on you setting boundaries. I love how brave you are, how you will try almost anything and give all you’ve got while doing it. That is absolutely perfect and I hope you never change or lose that quality. Agreeing to do a session, when youknewyou weren’t physically up to it? That isn’t bravery and it isn’t safe or healthy for you, me, or Megan. It’s my role to keep you safe and ensure you are enjoying yourself, pet. I can’t do that if you let me run roughshod over you, force you to do things you don’t want to do. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” Justice grumbled. “Are you mad at me? Are we going to have to stop…doing things?” Justice felt his entire world tilt as he waited for Malachi to answer him.

“Of course not, pet. You are still learning. There isn’t anything you could do that would make me not want you anymore.”

Oh, if he only knew. There was a fucking good reason why nobody wanted him.

When Malachi started working on his right foot, he really moaned out loud, embarrassingly loud. “Shit, sorry. That feels really good.”

“I’m glad. Meg and I had the massage planned. We knew how sore you would be. I also knew you wouldn’t be honest with me about it. Hopefully, that will improve with time.” He pinched an ass cheek to make his point. “I mean…how far were you going to let me go, pet? You should have seen your entire body tense up when I put that leash on you and told you to crawl! You were fucking furious.” He chuckled. “For a second, I thought you were going to take a swing at me…but then you just knelt and started crawling. Why?”

Shit. “Why did you ask me to do it?”

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