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“So, you're telling me you're not horny?” Ren asked.
“Seven punishments.”
“Why?”
“Eight.”
“Fuck!” Ren cursed.
Monty laughed. “Nine.” He took hold of Ren's angular chin and lifted his face up to him. “Do you know why?”
“No, sir.”
“Ahhh, see, that part. You spoke to me informally and whenever that happens, you will be punished. It's disrespectful to talk to me as if we're on the same level. You belong to me and you will know your place,” Monty said.
Oh god, being spoken to like that got Ren's cock revved to go. His asshole clenched and unclenched with each syllable uttered in that sexy British accent. “I'm sorry, sir,” Ren said, finally understanding. Now, he wondered what kind of punishment he'd earned.
Monty released his chin and gave him the last piece of bacon with the last scoop of egg. Ren opened his mouth and took the offering to his pleasure. Slowly, his sub was learning.
“Do we need to sign a contract, sir?” Ren asked.
Monty shook his head. “I don't do contracts.”
“And you've also never had a sub before, right, sir?” Ren was proud to be Monty's first.
Montystudied him for a few seconds before answering. The boy was sinfully beautiful, and more than once, he thought about sliding his cock into that tight little ass in the middle of the night and taking his claim. But when he fucked his sub and husband for the first time, he would be looking down into his face to watch the pleasure take hold. For now, he would reward himself.
“Rise,” Monty commanded.
Ren climbed to his feet and shook his legs out to get the blood circulating again.
Monty looked at his watch and then up at Ren. “When do you need to go to school?”
“I've got time, sir.”
“Is that so?” Monty asked as he began to undo Ren's pants.
Ren's breathing hitched as his mind filled with images of Monty taking his cock into his mouth and sending him off to heaven. “Yes, sir,” he said, his vision glazing over in anticipation.
Monty looked at one of the guards, who quickly averted their gaze. He was no stranger to fucking in public. In fact, he got off on it. There were times when he wanted to fuck privately too, but for now, he felt it was important for the triad's guards to see who was in control. He pulled Ren's erection free and looked down at it. Ahh, it was a pretty one, uncut too. He looked back up at Ren.
“Keep your eyes on me the entire time,” he ordered.
“Ye-yes, sir,” Ren stammered.
Monty smiled, because he wondered if anyone else had ever made the little triad brat flustered. Ren was someone who could order a person's death if he so wished it, and he was used to having power. So, that was why Monty had to be strict with his boy to get him to submit that power to him. He didn't expect Ren to be submissive to anyone else, in fact, he'd refuse him to be. Only he owned Ren's submission.
He began to stroke Ren, rubbing his thumb over Ren's sensitive head and foreskin. He kept his eyes on Ren's face because he relished seeing the pleasure in his eyes. That also belonged to him. He worked Ren's balls in his palm and fingers making his boy whimper and twitch.
“Don't hold back. I want to hear those sounds you're trying to muffle,” Monty said. He noted how red Ren's face had become and wondered if the boy had ever been fucked in public. He sure put on a good game before if this was his first time. “Have you ever been fucked publicly before?” he decided to ask.
“No, no, sir,” Ren panted, then moaned from the ecstasy Monty was finally giving him.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“No, sir.”
“Don't lie.”
