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Obediently Waiting
Chapter 19
paul was excited to go out tonight. It had been a while since he had gone solo to a leather bar or any bar for that matter. He loved serving his Master, Troy. He and Master Troy had been together for almost five years. Master Troy waited for paul to graduate with his degree and to finish his last wrestling tournament before they moved. The big city was quite a change from the sleepy college town they had been living in.
Master Troy had graduated two years prior and was hired at a top accounting firm after he finished his MBA program and earned his CPA. He had been working hard and it was paying off as his income covered all of their living expenses and had paid off Troy's student loans as a sign on bonus. The pair shared a two bedroom townhouse not far from the city center. The townhouse was a two story plus a basement. It also had a two car garage and a small backyard that was fenced in with a tall privacy fence.
Upon Master Troy's graduation from school, Master Troy also graduated from Master Lucas' program as a full Master. paul had been a privileged visitor as he was Master Troy's sub. It had been a very special ceremony and in the end both Master Troy and Master Lucas had fucked paul multiple times. paul was sore for several days afterward, but he had never been happier.
paul had found a job as a personal trainer at a gym within walking distance of the townhouse. In addition, he found a volunteer opportunity to coach wrestling to young kids at a local YMCA. paul was very excited to be able to earn a living and do what he loved everyday. Master Troy enjoyed the happiness that paul had and the tight, toned body that paul was keeping with all the exercise.
Master Troy had specialized in forensic accounting while in his masters program. His new firm was using his expertise in securing and protecting their current clients, but they had recently been retained for a new high level client who had concerns of the previous accounting firm of cheating and putting the company at financial and legal risk. Master Troy's firm had sent him and an accounting assistant to go to the client's office in the neighboring state to pull and review all of the available financials. Master Troy would be gone for several days and had to leave on Friday and work through the weekend.
Normally paul would have travelled with Master Troy, but paul had been unable to reschedule his key clients on such short notice. Master Troy had only been advised of the travel on Thursday afternoon as the new client needed to keep this forensic trip quiet to not alert the client's old firm or firm's potential accomplices in the client's offices.
Master Troy had given paul a set of tasks to accomplish while he was gone. One of those activities was to scope out a few of the leather bars that they had not had a chance to visit since their move. paul loved going to clubs with Master Troy, just the thought of Master Troy in full leather gear made his nub fill out achingly in his cage. paul still had a week to go in his chastity cage, he was working up to a month stretch in the device.
When paul was getting dressed to go to the leather bar he added his thick leather collar over the locked chain he had worn for over four years. He shivered as he recalled that night and many since that made him happy to be Master Troy's sub. One of Master Troy's rules when they attended a club was that paul be ready to service an unattended Master. To make sure that was the case, paul was cleaned out and had pre-lubed his hole. The tight leather shorts that paul put on had a zipper that went from front to back to give access as needed. paul finished the outfit with his harness which he covered with a jacket he would wear on the way to the club, but would leave in the car.
paul snapped a pic and sent it to Master Troy with the name of the club he was headed to. Master Troy sent a quick reply, to have fun, be available and scope it out for them to visit together. paul smiled and got excited to have a response from the man he served. paul carried this smile into the garage and into his car as he headed to the club.
It was a short drive to the entertainment district of their new city. Truly it was close enough to walk, but not advisable in his leather gear. paul pulled his car into the parking lot across the street from the club, it was about 10:00 and the club appeared busy but did not have a line or anything. paul got out of the car and shed his jacket. He looked in the glass reflection to adjust his harness before crossing the street.
The Gilded Eagle was a traditional leather bar: dark, smokey and filled with hot, sweaty men. The bar had a large bar set up to one side with four shirtless muscle studs in tight leather shorts tending it. The dance floor was full of guys bumping and grinding to the low, throbbing bass music. There was a patio beyond the dance floor which seemed to have plenty of seating. On the wall opposite the bar there was a red lighted hallway leading back with multiple doorways.
paul nodded to himself as he walked up to the bar to get a drink. Master Troy would like this place, it was not too big or too crowded. The mix of the clientele was good; there were daddies and cubs, full leather masters and twink subs, even a few guys in slacks and jeans mixed around. There were a number of pups around as well. It appeared to be a great bar.
paul had just got his beer and was turning to head to the patio when a pup with dark blue accents ran directly into his bare chest. The pup was shaking and trying to hurry away, but looked up finally at who he had run into. The pup cried out and then threw his arms around paul's chest and sank to his knees, sliding down paul's waist. The pup was sobbing and gripping paul's body tightly.
"Oh my god. oh my god. oh my god. PAUL, you have to help me." the blue pup cried out as he pressed his body closer to paul's.
On hearing the voice, paul finally realized who had a death grip on him. It was sal, a sub that he had met when he was getting his introduction with Master Lucius back in his junior college days. It had been many years and paul would not have recognized sal by just looking at him - the years appeared not to have been kind to him.
"sal, is that really you? I have not seen you in quite some time." paul said quietly as he stroked the crying pup's back and neck.
"Yes paul it is me. I'm in trouble. I need your help." sal was now sobbing even more.
paul looked down at the wretched pup that was at one time a friend, while not close, a friend nonetheless. There was desperation in the eyes staring out of the blue pup mask.
"Of course, I will help you. What is going on?" paul replied as he continued to stroke sal's back.
sal sobbed with thanks and buried his head into paul's body, if possible sal was crying even harder. paul saw a booth open up not far from where they were, he hooked his arms under sal's body and hoisted the emaciated man up. paul started to have some real concern as there were burn marks that were not very old covering his friend's exposed flesh. sal's body was mostly skin and bones, while he had been thin when paul knew him from before, sal was scary skinny now. paul maneuvered them into the open booth, sal crawled to the back using paul's body as a shield as they settled in.
sal was turning to face paul when he let out a little whimper and then dove under the table in the booth. paul turned and coming in from the patio was a rough looking top in a "Tom of Finlandia" style hat and glasses, his cigar was glowing red as he was huffing and puffing into it. The man was clearly looking for something or rather someone. paul looked around and there was a handsome and fit Daddy Bear walking by. paul was thinking quickly and reached out and grabbed the arm of the Bear.
Just as paul did, the bear turned and looked at paul. The Tom man came storming by, swinging his head right and left searching. The Bear took a firm stance right in front of paul blocking most of the view of the booth. The Tom man tried to push past the Bear, but the Bear stood his ground.
"Can I help you?" The Bear asked Tom with no pleasantness to his voice.
"I'm looking from some punk fag of mine. He is going to get a beating for running out on me!" Tom character said.
"No one here like that. Just my friend and I." Bear replied with a gruff voice, "You need to move along. Though I did think a scrawny kid flew out the door a few minutes ago."
The Bear finished pointing to the front door. "Thanks for nothing!" The Tom character huffed as he stormed out the door.
The Bear watched as the Tom guy stormed out of the front door. As a server walked past, the Bear reached out and touched his arm.
"Arnie, make sure Chuck and Phil know not to let that guy in again." The Bear said in a serious voice.
"Yes, Rick, Sir!" Arnie said and rushed towards the door.
Rick then turned his attention back to paul, giving him a sharp look.
"You and your friend need to follow me. I do not want trouble in my club tonight." Rick said.
"Yes, Sir Rick." paul said quickly as he lowered his head. "sal, come on."
sal came out of the booth still behind paul, clinging to paul's waist like it was a lifeline. Rick stepped back and allowed the two men to exit the booth. Then Rick led them towards a door behind the bar that was marked private. Rick opened it and ushered the two in closing the door behind them. The opening was a stairwell going up, Rick pointed and paul and sal climbed the stairs up to an upper hallway. There was a double door at the end of the hall. Rick walked around the pair and unlocked and opened the doors into a very modern, almost severe apartment with a wall of floor to ceiling windows looking towards downtown. When paul and sal walked through, Rick closed and locked the door again.
"I believe that introductions are necessary now." Rick said in a growling voice.
"Thank you Sir. I am sub paul. I am new to the city and my Master, Troy is out of town. He asked me to scout out new places for us to visit together. Tonight was my first time to the Gilded Eagle." paul said in a strong voice as he lowered himself to his knees in front of Rick.
"Sir, I am sal. My pup name is turchino. Thank you from not letting Nathan take me, Sir." sal said quietly as he also dropped to his knees still with his pup mask on.
It was then that paul noticed that the collar that sal was wearing had been worn through where the loop would have been. It appeared that sal had worked loose from a restraint or leash to get free. Though sal was trying to calm himself, his body was twitchy and he was unsettled.
"My name is Rick and I own the bar, this apartment and the buildings on either side. Sir is my correct title as I am also a Dom." Rick explained. "I had been watching a commotion in the patio area and then saw that you, sal, ran into paul. I was confused by the greeting and then the hiding until I saw that man come over. What is his name?"
"His name is Nathan Fillmore, Sir Rick." sal said with a quiet voice that was tinged with fear. "He started out as a Dom that I met through a website, but when I came to his house after meeting a few times in clubs, he captured me and refused to let me leave. I think it has been several weeks, but I am not sure. I was kept chained in his basement in a cage between my being used by him and his buddies. I would not have even been here tonight if it had not been that we had been invited for a party here and then an afterparty where I was to be the main event. I broke free of being chained up outside. When I ran in and then collided with paul, I did not know he was even in this city. We have not seen each other in several years. I was in training with Master Lucius while paul was getting an introduction as a sub before he went to the university."
Rick and paul watched the tired young man in the blue pup mask explain. Upon hearing what sal had to say, Rick turned to paul.
"Take him into the guest bedroom there. Clean him up in the bathroom and then put him to bed. I will have food and drink brought up." Rick said with authority. Then he went on, "If you need to call your Master to let him know that you are here, please do so now."
"Thank you, Sir Rick. Yes I will call Master Troy and then take care of sal. Thank you again Sir." paul said as he lowered and kissed the tops of Rick's sturdy leather boots.
"Thank you Sir Rick. Oh thank you Sir." sal said as he also dropped to kiss Rick's boots but Rick stopped him.
"Not tonight, not with you in this condition. You need help and it appears that paul and I are going to do that for you." Rick said.
sal heard that and broke down, crying as he fell to the floor. Rick looked at paul and paul scooted over and collected sal in his arms. paul looked up and shared a look with Rick eye to eye, there was a fiery anger blazing in both men's eyes. Rick nodded as if completing an order and paul nodded in reply.
Rick quickly went and exited the apartment, paul could hear the door locking as Rick left. paul sighed as he held the sobbing sal in his arms. paul fished out his cellphone and quickly speed dialed Master Troy.
"Yes?" Troy answered.
"Master Troy, I am at the apartment of the owner of the Gilded Eagle bar. There is some trouble that I am helping take care of now. Sir Rick advised me to call and let you know where I was." paul said in a clear voice, but sal's sobbing had gotten louder.
"Are you alright? What is the trouble?" Troy asked with concern in his voice at hearing what paul had said and the noises in the background.
"I am fine. It is a friend that I knew when I studied with Master Lucius. He is in a bad way. I need to take care of him now, but I will call you later when I can." paul said urgently, "I do not tell you this enough, but thank you for being a good Master to me, Sir. I know that I am very lucky to have found you."
"That is alright, paul. You have been an excellent sub and an even better partner. I trust your judgement. Call me when you can." Troy said.
"Thank you, Sir! I love you!" paul answered with a break in his voice before he disconnected the call.
paul looked at the still crying pup in his arms. It took a moment for paul's emotions to get under control. Then he stood up and lifted his friend up with him. Together they made it to the bedroom that Sir Rick had pointed to. While they were walking paul felt his phone buzz as he had received a text message from Master Troy. paul paused their journey to read the message and respond quickly before moving on. Master Troy had wanted to know sal's name. If paul had to guess, Master Troy would be contacting some of his contacts to find out more of the story. paul continued to get sal into the bedroom.
paul finally got sal to the bed in the bedroom. He helped his friend sit up on the bed. Then paul reached up and undid the fastening of sal's pup mask. It should have not been a surprise, but sal's face looked even worse than the rest of his body.
sal sat quietly sobbing as paul looked at him. With the mask removed, you could see the black and blue marks around sal's eyes and the puffiness of his nose. There were cuts and bruises all over, in multiple shades from bright reds to dark purples and blues and sickish greens. Aside from the cuts and bruises, sal's whole face was grimy and dirt covered, his hair was matted with unidentifiable mess. sal would not even meet paul's eyes as the tears streaked down his grimy face.
paul gently started to remove the other items that sal had on. paul had to steel himself at the horrors that he uncovered as he removed the rest of sal's clothes. sal's body, like his face, was patterned with abuse and neglect, covered with dirt and grime. sal was now mostly in shock and was just sobbing and crying but not moving unless paul directed him.
paul took a moment to pull off his own clothes as he was going to have to shower with sal to get him clean. paul did not trust sal with a tub full of water. paul took his phone and snapped some photos of the condition of sal's body before he got sal cleaned up. paul quickly texted these to Master Troy and got a received reply in all caps. "KEEP HIM SAFE!" paul sobbed a moment at the reply.
paul guided sal into the bathroom. Thinking it might be good, paul sat sal on the toilet. sal was still in shock, but when he was in position he started to relieve himself. paul quickly got the water started for the shower. When sal finished, paul helped him up and got them into the spraying water. sal started to whimper as paul began to wash sal's emaciated frame. The more grime and dirt that paul washed off the more emotional and angry he was becoming. sal's body was covered in lash marks, cuts and burn marks. sal's one time twink body was now mostly gaunt muscles on a petite frame.
paul was washing as gently as he could as he neared sal's groin. Even so, sal whimpered and jolted as paul gingerly touched his friend. It took several minutes just to clean sal's dick and balls, sal winced with each gentle brush on his tender flesh. paul then began to wash sal's ass, but he had to stop a few times and stifle a cry at the cuts and burn marks that covered the slightly rounded flesh. The abused man had damage markings all over including into his hole, which was puffy and angry looking. sal was crying in full force even though paul was being as careful as he could.
Finally sal was washed clean. paul was standing and just holding sal in his arms. sal for his part was clinging onto paul's healthy, unblemished body and sobbing. paul let the soothing water flow over both of them. The steamy water was allowing sal to finally relax some of the tension from his small body. paul then turned off the water and remained with sal in his arms, allowing the water to drip off them.
paul then got the pair of them out of the shower. sal was starting to revive some and was able to stand unassisted as paul used the fluffy towels to dry sal's body. paul quickly dried himself before he started to maneuver them back into the bedroom. On the dresser was a tray with several covered bowls of food and bottles of water and sugar-free sports drinks. On the bed was a large first aid kit and a camera. There was a note. "Please take photos to document the abuse. Sir Rick." paul positioned sal on the bed.
"sal, I am going to have to take some pictures of your body. I need you to help me to hold some positions to show what has been done to you. It will be ok. Then we will see what food is here, alright. I know you can do that." paul said quietly as he stroked his new cleaned friend's face.
"Thanks paul. Yes, I can do that." sal said in an exhausted voice.
paul nodded and started to arrange sal's body. paul then took several pictures from many angles. He would then position sal differently and resume with the picture taking. Finally paul completed the pictures. He opened the first aid kit and then began dressing the open wounds as he could. He used almost a full tube of antibiotic gel on the cuts and burn marks.
Once that was complete, he propped sal up with some pillows and pulled the covers up over sal's lower body. paul took a cup and filled it with some of the sports drink. He brought it over to sal and put the coffee cup in sal's hands.
"Sip this slowly. I will bring more food over in just a moment. Do not gulp the drink. I do not want you to throw up." paul coached sal, sal nodded.
sal raised the cup to his lips and took a small sip of the room temperature liquid. He swallowed with some difficulty, but kept up with small sips. paul then lifted the lids on the bowls to find two were filled with a fragrant, herbal broth, the third bowl had rice and diced steamed vegetables. paul moved the tray to the bedside table.
paul sat on the edge of the bed next to sal. paul picked up a spoon and started to feed sal the broth. After every three or four spoons of the broth, paul would give sal a small amount of the rice and vegetables. The food was soft enough that it required little to no chewing, sal was able to swallow it without problems. Between spoonfuls of food, sal was able to finish two cups of sports drink.
paul was scooping up the last of the broth as he noticed that sal was starting to doze off. paul gave the last spoonful to sal. Then paul helped sal down to lay flat on the bed. paul covered sal's body and sat by his friend's side gently stroking the sleeping man's face and head. sal started to make light snoring noises when the door cracked open.
paul turned to find Sir Rick looking in. Rick saw that sal was sleeping now and came in. He nodded the camera and first aid kit.
"You documented his injuries and abuse?" Rick asked.
"Yes Sir Rick. I took pictures from many angles. I sent some to Master Troy before we got into the shower. I can send those to you as well." paul offered.
"No need. Your Master Troy has already sent those to me. When the pup awakes we will need to get a statement from him, but now rest is the best we can do for him." Rick said.
"Thank you again Sir Rick. I have not seen sal in many years. It was a complete surprise for this to happen. I am sorry that it was in your club." paul started.
"It is not your fault. I will ensure that the monster that did this to the pup will be held responsible." Rick said, then. "Bring the food tray and camera into the front room."
"Yes, Sir." paul answered as Rick exited the bedroom.
paul collected the food items, but left the drinks. He also left a half filled cup on the bedside table. paul dimmed the lights. Then he took the tray into the living room, closing the door behind him. He moved and placed the tray on the kitchen island.
Once that was done he met Rick in front of the dark leather couch. paul sank to his knees directly in front of Rick's slightly opened legs. paul bowed his head and waited as Rick was talking to someone on his cellphone. Rick finished his conversation on the phone and then looked at paul's waiting posture. Rick smiled down at paul.
paul looked up at Rick. Rick was a large man, easily 6'5", broad shoulders and thick torso. Rick's belly was large, but very muscular. He was covered with a salt and pepper mix of fur that was trimmed, but a bit longer than most guys that trim keep it. Rick had a full beard that was about the same length of his fur. Rick's eyes were a dark, almost emerald green, now that they were not blazing with anger as paul had seen earlier.
paul glanced down and noticed that Rick's leather pants had quite a bulge in the crotch. Rick's hand would stroke his thick mound every now and then, catching paul's eye even more. Rick reached over and got a rocks glass from the side table, stretching his body and widening his legs. paul's eyes followed the brawny man's muscles as they moved. Rick settled with the glass of dark liquid in his hand.
"Stand and present." Rick said briskly.
"Yes, Sir" paul said as he jumped to his feet.
paul was still nude from his shower with sal. His continued physical fitness with his trainer and coaching jobs had left him with a tight and toned body. Master Troy liked paul to be hairless, so the only hair left was the buzz cut on his head. paul was wearing his chastity device, that was now so second nature to him he forgot that it was on. paul waited as Sir Rick's eyes moved up and down his body.
"Turn and spread." Rick ordered quietly.
"Yes, Sir!" paul replied as he moved.
paul presented his backside to Sir Rick. Reaching back he used his hands to spread his ass cheeks apart as he bent slightly forward and arched his hips. His time with Master Troy had left paul at ease with this type of examination. paul had to smother a grin as he heard Sir Rick growl with approval.
"Nice, boy." Rick commented, "Now you can show me some appreciation."
"Yes, Sir!" paul answered as he again dropped to his knees as he turned.
Rick has opened his legs wider apart. paul scooted in closer as he lowered his face against Rick's leather covered crotch. paul rubbed his face all over Sir Rick's crotch, feeling the member below start to stiffen up. paul glanced up and met eyes with Sir Rick getting approval to open the pants. paul reached up and started to unbutton the tight leather pants. Once opened, he reached in and pulled out the thick shaft of Sir Rick's cock.
Sir Rick was uncut and his pink cock head was peaking out of the stretched foreskin. paul used his hand to position Sir Rick's cock as he bent his head down. Opening his mouth and flashing out his tongue, paul's nose was assaulted with Sir Rick's ultra masculine scent of musk, sweat and leather. Sir Rick cooed as paul's tongue slid around his cock head and dipped into the foreskin.
Sir Rick let out a moan as paul's mouth closed around the cock head and sucked. paul's tongue was swishing around the inside of the foreskin, brushing against the tender flesh. Sir Rick's cock was quickly filling to his full length around seven inches with a weighty girth. paul relaxed his throat and then began to bob his head up and down on Sir Rick's cock. Sir Rick lowered a hand to the back of paul's head and took control of the speed of the bobbing. paul relaxed into Sir Rick's control as his mouth was plunging up and done on the hard cock.
paul worked his oral skills on Sir Rick's cock. Sir Rick was moaning and starting to thrust his hips up to meet paul's downward bob, slapping paul's face against the leather pants. paul was enjoying the power and pace in which Sir Rick was using his mouth.
Sir Rick pulled paul off his cock and stood up, mashing his hard cock into paul's face. Sir Rick began to push his pants down, but paused as paul began to assist with removing his boots. Sir Rick lifted each foot in turn as paul removed the boots, taking time to kiss each socked foot as it came out. paul removed the socks after each kiss. Then paul assisted with Sir Rick stepping out of the pants, taking care to fold them when Sir Rick was out of them.
Sir Rick was then standing with just his leather vest on and with an eagar paul looking at his jutting cock, dripping with paul's spit. Sir Rick reached down and pulled paul's face back into his crotch, letting paul lick and suck on his balls. Sir Rick moaned again as paul's talented mouth was working it's magic. A low growl was building in Sir Rick's chest.
"Up on the couch. I want to eat some of that ass." Sir Rick barked.
"Yes, Sir!' paul yelped as he bounced back and the up hopped on the couch.
paul rested his arms on the back of the couch and arched his back, pushing his ass up and out. Sir Rick turned and rubbed his hands on paul's upturned ass cheeks. Sir Rick lifted a hand and gave the rounded flesh a hard swat. paul swooned and a shiver ran up his spine. Sir Rick gave paul's ass several more swats that caused paul to moan and his nub to begin to leak in his cage. Sir Rick then squatted behind paul's ass and used a hand on each ass cheek to spread them wide. paul whimpered as he felt a puff of air go by his pucker.
Sir Rick leaned in his face and began to swipe his tongue up and down on paul's crack. paul was moaning and whimpering everytime Sir Rick's tongue touched his pucker. Sir Rick spread paul's ass open wider as he dove his head in closer and focused his tongue on paul tight pucker. paul had been cleaned from before and the shower had ensured that he was fresh. Sir Rick was focused on spearing and flicking paul's pucker with a hardened tongue. paul was writhing from the rim job he was receiving, Sir Rick was having to hold paul's ass firmly to keep it from getting away.
Sir Rick's beard was rubbing on paul's tender ass flesh as Sir Rick's tongue was now plunging in and out of a small gape in paul's pucker. paul was whining and whimpering as Sir Rick continued, he was so sexually keyed up. The thorough job Sir Rick was doing was opening paul up and relaxing his hole.
Sir Rick reached down and collected some of paul's pre-cum that had been leaking from paul's nub. Sir Rick coated two fingers in it before he pulled his face back from paul's hungry hole. paul started to coo as he felt Sir Rick's thick fingers push into his entrance. Slicked with paul's pre-cum the fingers slipped in and did not stop until they were knuckle deep. paul let out a long, low moan as Sir Rick began to rock those fingers in and out of his hole.
paul was arching his back and trying to ride Sir Rick's fingers as they plunged in and out. Sir Rick placed a hand on paul's back to steady paul's motion. A strong shiver raced through paul's body as Sir Rick's fingers were now massaging his gland. paul was moaning loudly as Sir Rick's fingers were rubbing his gland and then widening out paul's ass lips as Sir Rick spread his fingers apart as they were coming out.
paul felt the cool air hit his pucker and nothing slid back in. He looked over his shoulder to the sound of a lube topper flipping open. Soon Sir Rick had pushed in two lube soaked fingers, working them in and out a few times. Then Sir Rick removed them and added more lube to which he used to stroke his hard cock. Sir Rick set the lube bottle down and positioned himself behind paul.
paul could feel the burning hot flesh touch his pucker lips as Sir Rick used his hard cock head to brush up and down the center of paul's crack. One hand gripped paul's hip as he felt Sir Rick push forward. paul gasped for air as the hard member entered his hole and started to go in deeper. paul grunted as Sir Rick pushed until his balls were resting on paul's taint. Sir Rick gave a good, hard thrust when they were touching, making sure his cock was as deep as possible in paul's chute. Sir Rick rested there a moment as he moved both of his hands to paul's shoulders, he could feel paul's ass muscles grip his cock like a glove.
Sir Rick then started to pull back and thrust forward with a strong steady pace. Each time he pulled back more and more each time. paul was grunting and moaning as their bodies slapped together and Sir Rick's cock rammed in his hole. paul felt his body respond to Sir Rick's cock, opening up and welcoming each thrust. paul was whimpering less and moaning more loudly as Sir Rick's cock was grinding over his gland with each motion.
Sir Rick could feel paul's body accommodate his large, thick member. He pushed paul's shoulders down lower and began to use more force with his lower body in the inward thrusts. Sir Rick's length and girth were filling paul completely, the extra force was making him yip and squeal. Sir Rick kept a fast pace with the hard thrusting.
After ten or so good minutes of power thrusting, Sir Rick pulled his glistening cock from paul's pucker. Using his brute strength, Sir Rick manhandled and flipped paul over to his back. Sir Rick placed paul's feet on his chest as he lined up his cock back at the paul's dripping entrance. Sir Rick pushed his body forward, bending paul's body as Sir Rick's cock pounded back in. paul was groaning with an earthy pleasure as Sir Rick resumed a steady pounding, but at at faster pace.
In this position, paul could look up and see Sir Rick's face. Sir Rick's emerald eyes were blazing with lust that matched the sneer on his lips. The color of Sir Rick's cheeks were turning bright red at his exertion. Sir Rick moved his hands to hold paul tightly at the shoulders. With the new stabalizing grip, Sir Rick began to pile drive his cock in and out of paul's willing hole.
After seven or eight minutes of the power thrusting, Sir Rick started to make a deep growling noise. paul was amazed at how he could feel the vibrations of the growl through the soles of his feet that were still planted on Sir Rick's chest. Sweat started to fling from Sir Rick's body as he maintained the juggernaught pace of plowing into paul's ass.
The extreme pounding that he was receiving was pushing paul closer to an anal climax. His nub had been hard and leaking the whole time, but now he could feel the tingle start deep. As Sir Rick's onslaught of pounding contiuned and Sir Rick's growl became deeper and louder, paul could feel the impending climax build. With all of his might paul was now working his ass muscles around Sir Rick's pounding pike. Sir Rick noticed the difference and gave a deep snarl in response.
Sir Rick then began to roar as his climax had now passed point of holding it back. His mighty frame was pummeling deeper and faster as his balls seized and pulled up tight. Sir Rick's yell startled paul as paul felt the boiling liquid of cum start to coat his innards. Sir Rick's power or speed did not diminish as he was pumping a huge load of jizz deep in paul's chute.
paul cried out as he could not his climax back any longer. The hot liquid started to spray from his caged nub that was between the men's bodies. his ass chute muscles were contracting with each pulse of cum causing Sir Rick to growl at the additional friction against his shooting cock. With a final and forceful thrust Sir Rick pounded deep into paul and his body came to a rest.
Both men were breathing hard and coming down from their respecitve climaxes. paul was still folded in half with Sir Rick's bear like body draped over him. paul was starting to get uncomfortable from the bending and the weight when Sir Rick stirred enough and dismounted. paul sighed and gave a slight whimper of being empty. paul could feel hot cum leak from his puffy pucker gap. Sir Rick helped paul unfold.
Sir Rick then stood, his still firm manhood pointing out. Sir Rick then bent and gathered paul in his arms, lifting the wrestler up like a child. Sir Rick then carried the spent sub into the bedroom with the sleeping sal. Sir Rick laid paul down on the opposite side of the bed from sal. Sir Rick bent over and gave paul a passionate, slow kiss before tucking him into the covers.
paul was sated and exhausted, he smiled with pleasure as Sir Rick headed towards the door. Sir Rick smiled a proud smile back as he closed the door. paul moved closer to sal, opening his arms. sal still sleeping snuggled into paul's embrace. paul fell asleep holding his batterned friend in his protective hug.
paul woke a few times during the night at sal was whimpering and having some night terrors. paul held and stroked sal until sal relaxed and deepened into his slumber. paul and sal continued to sleep late into the morning still clinging together.
paul woke again to a knock on the door and the door opening. A slender Asian man walked in carrying a tray with food and drinks. The man was nude except for a dark red silk jock strap, he also had a thin black chain with lock around his neck. He set down the tray on the bedside table.
"Master Rick said to bring you food. Please help yourselves. When you are fed and cleaned, please join Master Rick on the balcony." The Asian said before retreating to the door.
sal smiled weakly at paul as they were still embraced. paul looked and saw covered bowls similar to the night before, a covered plate and this time it appeared hot green tea to drink. paul helped sal to sit up, propped against the pillows.
Then he got out of bed and came around to the bedside table. paul uncovered the bowls and it was more of the broth, rice and vegetables, and this time some chicken. paul uncovered the plate and it was full of scrambled eggs, sausage and toast. paul started to feed sal the broth mixed with the soft foods. Between spoonfuls to sal, paul was eating off of his plate. Both men were sipping the hot tea as it cooled enough to drink.
Soon both sets of food were consumed, paul looked at sal. paul saw that there was more of a healthy look starting to peek out of sal's eyes. paul moved the tray of dishes to the dresser. He returned to help sal stand and the pair of them walked to the bathroom. paul sat sal on the toilet and sal was able to relieve himself as paul started the shower water. sal had stood up and let paul use the facilites before they climbed into the shower. sal was showing more energy and was able to wash himself and also paul's back.
paul saw a shower attachment for cleaning out. He decided that it would be good for both to use it, as Sir Rick had bred him the night before and there was no telling who or what had been in sal. sal saw paul use the tool on himself. paul cleaned it and handed it to sal, who nodded and used it himself. The two used the wand and expelled the water into the toilet until it was clear for both.
They finished the shower and turned off the water. paul got them towels to dry off with, sal was able to dry himself mostly. When they were dry, paul used some of the salves from the first aid kit to attend to the cuts and sores on sal's body. sal's weak smile was gaining strength as paul attended him.
paul and sal walked back into the bedroom to find the bed had been made, the dishes cleared away and two fluffy robes were folded on the bed. paul also noticed that his clothes and items were neatly foled on the dresser and that a plastic bag contained the items that sal was wearing. The pair put on the robes and paul returned the towels to the bathroom. When he returned, he and sal exited the bedroom and went in search of the balcony.
As they stepped into the living room, the wall to ceiling windows were opened and the balcony was just beyond. Light white gauzy drapes were fluttering in the breeze and shaded some of the living room from the bright sunlight. paul and sal made their way out to the steel and glass bordered balcony.
"Welcome boys." Sir Rick greeted them as they walked into the sunlight.
Sir Rick was off to the far right of the balcony seated in an outdoor lounge chair. Sir Rick was wearing a dark black silk robe, loosely tied at his waist. On his knees below Sir Rick's hand was the almost nude Asian that had brought in the food. There was an outdoor couch next to Sir Rick's chair, he waived for them to sit down.
"Thank you, Sir Rick." paul said as they sat.
"Thank you for all you have done for me, Sir Rick." sal said in a quiet voice, head lowered.
"You are both welcome. Though sal you really need to thank paul. I just provided some food and lodging. paul was the one to give you the needed care." Sir Rick said in a rich voice.
"Thank you, my friend." sal almost cried as his voice was still full of emotion. "You both saved me last night. I am not sure I would still be breathing if you did not."
sal was on the brink of breaking down, more from the realization of what could have been rather than his physial aliments. paul moved a protective arm around his shoulder and hugged him tightly.
"sal, I think now would be a good time to give us some of your story. That way it can flesh out some of what paul's Master Troy and I have been able to find out." Sir Rick asked.
"Yes, Sir Rick." sal said with a huge sigh, "I am not sure where exactly to start but I guess it should been since the last time that paul and I saw each other."
With that sal told the tale of how he had been in Master Lucius' service for a year and a half after paul had gone to the university. sal had run in with the wrong crowd and ended up mixing heavy drug use with his kink sexuality. Master Lucius had given sal many chances to get and stay clean, but sal was rebellious and his new friends were doing all they could to break sal's bond with Master Lucius. His new friends ended up doing just that and Master Lucius severed contact with sal.
sal said his new found freedom brought him into the city. sal had delved deeper into his drug use and exploited his sexuality. Not long after moving here, his new friends dropped him as there was no longer a challenge or excitment now as sal was master-less. sal spent six hard months of drugs and then prostitution to support his habit.
In the city jail where he was being held on a disorderly conduct offence, a percinct officer got sal in contact with a non-profit that works with rehabilitating drug addicts. sal had hit rock bottom and made the choice to get better. He was able to go to a rehab facility and get clean and break his drug addiction. Part of the process revolved around finding and maintaining a positive attitude support group. sal met another sub there that was just finishing the program, leif. lief had a similar story to sal's, they had discovered their desire to be in a Dom/sub situation through many interactions in rehab.
lief graduated out and when sal in turn graduated, he gave sal a place to stay and start over. lief was into pup play and introduced sal into that world. sal enjoyed the process of getting into his pup headspace and with his desire to server a master began to be popular in the community. Life was getting back on track for sal.
That changed when lief got a job offer in California. Due to sal's record, he was not able to leave the state and could not follow his buddy. sal had gotten a job and could afford his apartment with no problems, so he took it as a new adventure. sal did well for many years, until he met Nathan Fillmore.
He had found Nathan on an online chat group. sal thought he was ready to settle down with a Master and had met Nathan multiple times in different clubs. When sal finally agreed to meet Nathan at his home, that was when sal was captured and not allowed to be released. It had been at least a month since that happened. If it were not for a fluke, Nathan would not have even brought sal to the Gilded Eagle at all.
When sal broke free from being tied to a post on the patio, he ran. sal was not going to miss his chance to escape. In sal's haste to exit the bar, he then ran into paul. sal was not sure at first if he was halucinating or not, but when it truly did turn into his friend from the past, sal was pushed beyond his reasoning. Then as paul helped and shielded sal with Sir Rick's assistance. That was when sal just fell to pieces with relief of being free from Nathan's control.
sal sat quietly as he finished his story, his arm was around paul's waist and paul had his arm around sal's shoulders. The realization of his situation hit sal again as he just recanted it. He sobbed and lowered his face into paul's chest.
"Well that is quite a tale and thank you for being honest. The story does check out with my and Master Troy's research." Sir Rick said as he stroked the short black hair on the Asian's head. Then he continued, "li please get some more of the restoratitve tea for sal."
"Yes, Sir." li said quietly as he rose and padded into the kitchen.
"Apart from your description of events, I can tell you that it has been almost three months since that 'Nathan' person captured you." Sir Rick said and sal croaked with a sob. "I was able to track down the real identity of that man that you knew as Nathan. His real name is Ralph Vader. A man who has been banned from so many of our community bars and clubs that he had to distance his association with his real name. You are only the latest of his domination conquests. And also his last."
sal was shocked more and was sobbing louder.
"You see upon obtaining his real identity, his location was made available to several parties that had some claim to subs that were either missing and never found or found dead." Sir Rick said, then. "I am not sure who will claim it, but Ralph Vader was found hung in an apparent sucide in his apartment this morning. Police have concluded that his passing was self inflicted, though several toes and fingers appeared to have been mangled and there were a fresh series of burn marks on his lower abdomen and genital areas."
sal was now sobbing both with remose and relief. paul was doing his best to consol his friend upon hearing both sal's story and the result of sal's captors death. li showed up with a small cup of cooling tea. li placed it in sal's hands and helped sal drink the contents right down. paul sat and continued to hold sal as he slowly started to fall into a deep sleep. paul settled sal down on his lap.
"li makes a natural sleep tea. It is very powerful, but not a narcotic or habit forming. I figured he might need it when I had to tell him of the accidental death." Sir Rick said quietly to paul's questioning look.
"Thank you for being so considerate, Sir Rick. I have been so focused on sal and I have not let Master Troy know what is going on." paul said with some apprehension.
"Be at ease paul. I have spoken at length with your Master. Troy and I share a leather family linage. Our shared contacts connected us directly. Master Troy understands that you have been busy and will contact him later today with an update. He has also requested that you stay here with sal until his return on Monday evening." Sir Rick advised.
"Thank you, Sir Rick. Truely for sal and I both." paul said with an honest intensity.
"Again you are welcome and like family. You will be treated as such. Last night was a treat that I would like to revisit." Sir Rick said.
paul smiled wide and bowed his head. li came and took the sleeping form of sal from paul's embrace. li gently picked up the thin man and took him back to the bedroom. paul lifted his head and saw that Sir Rick had opened his black robe and spread his legs wide. paul shed his robe and crawled over between Sir Rick's legs quickly attacking the growing member. Sir Rick laid his head back and sighed as paul began to work his cock. It was a sound of joy.