Evan let out a loud moan, his body arching of the bed with intense pleasure. It was like nothing he has ever felt, nothing he could even dream to feel. He struggled against the restraints causing his Master to pull away from his aching penis to smirk at him. Evan stared wide eyed and flushed, his chest heaving, desperate for air.
"Keep still, pet, or else I will be forced to punish you. "Evan shuddered at thw promising tone. He forced himself to still, not liking the use of the word punish.
"Sorry, Master." He gasped out and a finger teased his entrance, lighting tracing up and down. His legs were lifted high and spread apart, held by rope suspended from the ceiling. He through his head back when his Master forced a slick with moist finger inside of him, thrusting it, he wanted to cum, he was desperate for release.
"Beautiful," he flushed at his Master's compliment. Never has he been called beautiful. He arched, his ass clenching, sucking the finger deeper inside.
"Master, please, Master! "He begged," May I cum? Please, "He whimpered as two other fingers were forced in. His Master leaned over his gasping figure staring at him with a small devious smile.
"You look so edible, my pet. Cum for me." He purred...
Evan arched off the bed, his fingers griping the sheets and he stared at his bright ceiling.
"Ahhh! "He exclaimed as he came all over the sheets. He panted heavily, gasping."Oh, God." He muttered to himself, staring at his covered cock. He lifted the comfortor and saw the mess, "Oh, God, no."
"Well, that was quite a spectacle. "Evan gasped, dropping the sheets to cover himself and turned his head to the source of the voice seated in the chair not to far from him.
"Ma-Sir! I...I'm sorry! I don't know what happened!" Evan was in a state of panic and shock. His body shook as he bent his legs and hugged them to his chest, a whimper escaping him.
Christopher frowned and stood with ease. He had enjoyed the show Evan put on unconsciously and he could only guess that the ever so pleasurable dream featured him as he enjoyed hearing Evan call out to him. In strong stides he was at the poor boys side, his arm wrapped around his shoulder and he held him to his chest. He soothed him as best he could.
"Shh, please stop crying, Evan. You're breaking my heart. "There was a sniff and he watched as the red head peaked up at him.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why that happened." Christopher furrowed his brows.
"Have you never orgasmed before? "The adorable saint shook his head and Christopher frowned." Had non of your passed Master's rewarded you with at least one? "
"I never even got a meal, Sir." Evan admitted unconsciously. He felt so exposed and so embarrassed, how could a dream do that? How could it create such an effect? He didn't want to hide anything from his Master, not even himself. He frowned, how could it have been so strong? Why was he even dreaming of Master Christopher? He could only wonder.
"Evan, I suggest you get out of that head of yours before I make you. "His head snapped to the side and he whimpered at thw irritated tone and look on Christopher's face.
"I'm sorry, Sir."
"I accept your apology, but I ask that you never ignore me again, am I understood? "Evan nods.
"Yes, Sir." He supplies feebly. He rubbed his eyelid when his Master stepped forward and sat before him.
"Now, I apologise for your previous Masters' misconduct, and I ask you forget about them because with me, things are going to be very different. " Evan watched the man's large hand reach out to brush away the stray hair, his gray eyes softening."Never again will you ever be left hungry, with me I will not only be your Master but your protector and friend. In return, all I ask for is your trust." His large hand cupped his cheek and Evan found himself mesmerised, transfixed amd compelled by this handsome man. "Only when you say the words will I touch you in a way only a Dominant touches his Submissive." His hand trailed down to Evan's bare chest and he shivered.
Evan watched, not fighting it. Christopher glanced at Evan, his finger on his nipple, Evan's breath hitched and his eyes fluttered. He liked having him touch him, he didn't feel disgusted or as if he would be used and thrown away as of he meant nothing. Evan wanted to know what words those were because he wanted nothing more than to have this man touch him, just like in his dream he wanted to be tied up by him, and he wanted him to have his way with him. He craved it and he was frightened but he wouldn't fight it, he promised himself, he wouldn't run, he would bask in the feeling, enjoy it while it lasts and explore if he is given the chance.
"What did you dream? "It was a whisper and Evan swallowed willing himself to focus on his question, to honestly answer his Master and forget about the finger swirling around his hardened member." I am very curious as to what it was that causee such a powerful orgasm. "Evan saw thw twitch in his lip.
"It was...about you, Sir." He answered honestly and a satisfied smile made its way onto Christopher's lips, pride blossomed in his chest.
"And what was I doing to you? "His voice was husky and soft, like satin on skin.
"You," Evan swallowed audibly, "You were sucking my penis, Sir. You had your...Your finger inside of me." Evan didn't miss the darkening of his eyes. The cook gray seemed to storm. Different emotions swirling inside.
"I admire your honesty. "Christopher commented and Evan bit his lip." As mine, I would make the dream come true. "
Evan's heart speed up, his mind clouding with excitement.
"But, as trust is needed, I will not." Evan's excitement deflated and Christopher could tell he had disappointed him by saying that. "Do not despair, pet, someday when you do trust me." Christopher's eyes flickered to his lips, "I will claim you in every pleasurable way possible and you will never want to be away from me." Evan could tell the words were familiar and he wanted to scream that he trusted him with his every being, he did. He couldn't.
Evan watched his Master stand with a soft smile and leave him with the instruction to take a bath, brush his teeth and meet him in the kitchen for breakfast. He wanted to tell him that he trusted him then, he thought of telling him when he was in the shower, when he stared at his disgusting self, but his courage was non-existant. He tried to convince himself but when he arrived in the kitchen to the Master fixing breakfast, he slumped, unable to speak or utter a word.
"I would like to take you out into the garden today. "Evan blinked in shook, he's nevee before been taken outside, much. He was always locked up in the basement somewhere or tied down and told never to move, going outside was a rare change, one he learnt to charish. His eyes shone with excitement and a smirk graced the lips of his Master causing a blush to rise as he averted eye contact. "I take it you would like to join me?"
"If you would have me, Sir. "His sweet voice was like a melody to his ears, Christopher had already promised himself, that he would give his new Pet the best of everything and he would always take the chance to praise him abd reward him. It was the least he could do after everything he had been through.
After breakfast he instructed Evan to tidy up which he gladly found the young man was delighted to do, then to get dressed in clothing he set up do for him. After laying down the proper clothing do for him to wear, he closed the door and walked down the hall. He hummed to himself as he thought of what his pet would do in the garden, the dear garden his mother adored when she was still alive. Christopher went out into his garage and got the needed tools, packing them into one carrier.
Evan brushed his clothes off with a small smile a went down to the living room to wait patiently. The door opened but he didn't move from his seat, he felt a hand in his hair and smiled.
"Follow me. "He stood and followed his Master outside. Evan's eyes widened at the beauty of the forest. It was breath taking to say the least. He hadn't had much of a chance to observe and admire on his arrival but now that he got to see, he couldn't keep the astonishment off his face. The plush greeb grass and tall oak trees, he could only wonder why anyone would prefer the hustle Andover bustle of the city to this.
He tended to the roses in his Master's garden, unconsciously humming a tune he heard when he was just a little young thing, when things were happy and he was loved. They spent hours and Evan found himself relaxing and ever so often, admiring him Master.
Christopher saw them all, the wistful looks, the longing. He could only hope that soon enough he'd be able to claim him as his own, he would be able to have his wicked ways with the young man who so sinfully teased him with every little nove he made. He noticed how relaxed and calm he was outside tending tending to the roses and the Lilies and racking the leaves, be didn't give him to much to to nor anything to difficult.
They sat down after a long days work, the basket to their side contained delicacies Evan could only dream to have the pleasure of tasting. They sat on the red and blue picnic blanket and Evan watched as Christopher took out the starting dishes of chicken Alfredo along with two cans of coke. Evan moaned at the delicious taste and blushed as Christopher gave a laugh.
"You are very adorable, Evan. "The intense look he was giving him made Evan squirm, the butterflies in his stomach were wrecking havoc and he blushed. They continued through then meal Evan wondered when he had prepared them because he'd been with him the entire day. It was getting dark and it was beautiful, Evan's breath was taken away at the sight before him. The colour of the sky was changing, from blue to a rich orange and a hint of purple.
"Amazing. "He whispered unconsciously.
"Never seen a sunset before?" Evan shook his head as a strong arm came around him along with a coat which smelt heavily of Christopher, rich musk and mint and lemon.
"I was often kept down in a basement somewhere in their house which didn't have windows facing the sun, but I got to see it when it rises, "Evan tried for a smile," if I was able to gain consciousness the next morning. " He saw Christopher's eyes darken with anger." I'm okay, "he whispered but deep down he knew he wasn't okay, not completely anyway.
"I would murder every last one of them if I were to ever set eyes on them." Evan smiled and leaned into his Master. Nobody had ever shown him so much compassion, nobody had ever showed any sign of caring before.
"Sir, "he bit his lip and looked up at his Master through his eyelashes." I trust you, you know, with everything in me...you make me feel... safe. "He admitted and his breath caught in his throat at the look he was given.
"I only hope you mean that, Evan because if there is anything I've eve wanted to do, it would be having your delicious body naked and bound and now I can." Evan lickes his lips as Christopher leaned down so that they were nose to nose. "And trust me when I say that I will do nothing but that."
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