DOVE OF HARMONY
Part Ten
By Arthur
Authors Note:
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After dinner as we sat in the lounge drinking cognac with Eric sitting between my knees and Kristos boy kneeling at Helot so Kristos could have his feet up and gently rub his boys back with his sock covered feet, Kristos looked up at me and asked.
"James would you work your boy for me later tonight?"
"It would be an honour Kristos, I'm sure you won't mind after all the travelling if we make it a bit short?"
"Not at all, I would just like to see him worked, if he's as good as his positions it would really be a treat for an old man."
"Ok Kristos, say in an hour?"
"Fine, now how about another cognac?"
"Not for me thanks Kristos, if I'm going to work Eric then one is plenty."
"Good idea James, booze and work don't mix well."
The time seemed to fly by once we had made the decision and in what appeared to be only minutes we were rising from the chairs and headed to the basement of Kristos house. His dungeon was huge and was well fitted out as he had been working sub's for many years and had had time to build up his tools to a very precise and high degree.
I glanced at Eric as we entered and smiled at his stunned look as he took in the size of the room and the equipment arrayed around the walls. Watching the direction of his stare I noticed his eyes continually went to the heavy wire cables with the spreader bar hanging from the ceiling, Eric looked up at me and I nodded, he went to stand under the spreader bar and waited until I got there and unlocked all his restraints and then told him to strip completely.
Kristos had seated himself in a large old fashioned high backed chair where he could have an uninterupted view of my little dove. I whispered in Eric's ear and then went to the wall and began to lower the spreader from the ceiling until it was just above his head. After two years with Eric I had no need to give him instructions and his facination with suspension had been his true delight when being worked in our own room at home.
Eric raised his arms above his head and splayed them wide until they were close to the steel shackles fitted to either end of the spreader bar. The shackles were of heavy steel with no padding so that Eric would be fully suspended by his wrists only and the cold hard steel would be cutting into his skin as he hung there.
Fitting the shackles around his wrists I then got an 18" spreader with shackles for his ankles and spread his legs apart leaving his small package to hang free and for the first time in months it began to harden without his conscious effort. I looked into his eyes and could see them begining to glaze as the coldness of the steel took effect on him.
"Eric, don't go to harmony until I tell you, do not cum until I tell you, understand?"
Eric knew better than to answer verbally but instead blinked once and then smiled at me, his eyes clearing again as I went to the winch and began to lift him bodily from the floor until he was suspended two feet above the hard stone pavings of the dungeon. When he seemed to be comfortable with the pull on his arms I walked over to him and, reaching for one leg gave him a push that sent him in a slow spin as the attachment of the spreader to the cable was fixed with a gimbol mounting and his own weight would keep him turning until I stopped it. The disorientation this created was a bigger strain than the drag on his wrists as the steel shackles bit into his skin, I would have to keep a close eye on his hands to see that the circulation was not cut off for to long.
I went over to where Kristos sat and he turned to his boy and made a gesture for the boy to bring another chair for me to sit with him. We sat and watched as my small golden adonis spun slowly around and around, a small smile on his lips as the weight on his wrists began to make itself known and at the same time the centrifigal force of that slow spin started to confuse his mind with the passing images of the surrounding room and it's myriad pieces of equipment displayed to him like a passing kaleidoskope of potential torture.
The bright sheen of perspiration now covered his slim body as the strain began to tell on him but his hard little shaft stayed straight and the smile on his lips seemed to grow as he felt the effects of this new and untried form of suspension.
Twenty minutes went by as we sat and watched him then I rose and went to the wall to get the three clawed cat and walked over to where he spun, this was going to take timing and precision so I removed my shirt to free my arms for better control.
Each time Eric spun past me he would look at the cat in my hand and his smile would grow bigger as he realised what it meant for him, his shaft jumped each time his face came around to see me.
"You may use harmony if you need to now Boy."
I had positioned myself so that I could swing the cat each time he was side on to me and facing slightly away as he spun, this way I could lay the cat across his back and wrap it around his side until the tips laid across his chest and nipples from left to right, I would change place now and again so as to give even spread on each side.
Although Kristos was a small man most of his cats were heavy and needed a lot of control, this one was no different and I knew I would have to use care to keep it from ripping Eric open on the first stroke. As Eric spun around I reached back and with a full arm swing brought the cat forward with a medium strength, the tails struck his back and began to wrap around his slim golden body until with a small almost soft hiss snapped across his hardened nipple on the right side. Eric let out a soft moan as his nipple was assaulted and then the heat of the tails around his ribs let themselves be known to him.
As Eric spun around past me I could see the bright red marks of the cat tips across his right nipple and the right side of his taut ribs and stomach, although this was called a cat-o-nine tails it actually had many more than nine tails and each one could be seen as a red stripe on Erics golden skin.
Again as he turned into the correct position I brought the cat across harder and the immediate tensing and loud grunt from Eric told me that it had done it's work well, his now rock hard shaft twitched as the bight of the cat tenderised his right nipple. At this stage all the pain had been to the one side and he could concentrate on pushing it out of the way so with a swift back hand stroke I laid the cat onto his other side harder than the first two and the multipule red welts showed up immediately as he yelped loudly.
I continued to let him have the strokes at different times and sides as he spun on the end of the spreader as I watched closely the colour of his wrists for any constriction of the blood flow. After the fifteenth stroke I began to hear him start his humming as he went into his harmony. I knew that he could take a lot more than he had but when he was in harmony I knew it was enough and anything else I did apart from giving him his break word to take him out of harmony, was pointless so I left him to spin a little longer as he sang his song to his own dove.
I looked over at Kristos to see that he was entranced by Erics performance, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes shining. I went and sat down in the chair beside him as Eric continued to turn, his skin bright with sweat and the hard red welts, his nipples up hard and red as was his dripping shaft.
"What do you think Kristos?"
"In all my years of training James, I have never seen one so young do that so soon, why did you stop?"
"He's a lot more tired than he lets on Kristos, and besides as you know when he is that deep into harmony it's pointless to continue."
"But you can break him out of harmony surely?"
"Yes he has a break word but I think this is enough for him after the long day he's had, I'm going to wait a few more minutes then take him down, his wrists are starting to show the signs of strain."
Kristos turned to his boy.
"Now boy you can tell others you have seen a true Child of Mythra, take close note of him you won't see the like of him again to often."
The boy dropped his head in agreement and then lifted his eyes again to stare open mouthed at Eric as he turned on the wire. I rose and went to Eric, stopping the spinninig I whispered his break word in his ear and as his head snapped back he gave out a loud groan as the effects of the cat took their place in his conscious mind.
"You can cum now boy, you did really well."
With a smile on his lips Eric twitched his stomach muscles and his rod jumped up and down a couple of times and then with panting breath and a small whimpering sound he sent his hot wetness out over the floor to show he had been holding it back for some considerable time.
"James, thats unbelievable, can he do that at will?"
"Not all the time Kristos, usually only if he has the right stimulation."
"Amazing, James he's really a treasure that boy, don't suppose you want to give him up to me do you?"
I had been busy lowering Eric to the floor and releasing his shackles as Kristos had spoken, my little dove was now totally exhausted after his long day of travel and now the work out as well as the after effects of his orgasm.
"Sorry Kristos, not a hope of that happening."
"Well if you ever change your mind you know where I live." (Chuckle)
By now Eric was safely on the floor and released of his shackles and as I opened my arms he reached up and planted a kiss on my cheek then snuggled in as close to my chest as he could manage.
"I see what you mean James, that boy is a one man boy if ever I saw one."
"Yes kristos he is that."
Eric hugged tighter as I rubbed his back and thighs while he curled up close to me as we sat on the floor. I sat there with Eric in my lap for another ten minutes as he calmed down and then with a bit of a grunt from my stiff arms I lifted him up and carried him over to a small couch set against the far wall so he could rest there for a little longer.
"Tell me Kristos, does Kalides still run Spartels baths?"
"No James he's retired, but his oldest son Petros runs it now, he's made a few improvements and cleaned the old sauna up a lot in the last few years, you thinking of taking the boy there?"
"Yes, I thought it would be good for him to see and old fashioned Greek baths."
"I'm sure he would love it James, just as you used to, but I would keep a close eye on him there, there's a lot of men will want to kidnap him from you when they see him."
"hahaha, not a hope of that kristos."
"I'm sure of that James." (chuckle) "Have you made any plans for tomorrow night?"
"No, I thought he might want to take a rest for a few days, why, what did you have in mind?"
"The 'Ale Cante' is still operating and I'm sure there will be some of your old friends there tomorrow night, it's a celebration for the new Master of the Chair, you did bring all your regalia with you didn't you?"
"Well yes I did, all except Erics cape."
"Oh don't worry about that, I'm sure I've got a spare one around here somewhere and he can use the silver clasp I have tucked away for a rainy day, thought it might come in handy one day."
"You mean that clasp you got from Greece, what, it must be thirty years ago?"
"Yes that's the one, it's still in it's box, never had occassion to use it until now and he is just the boy it was made for."
"I don't know what to say Kristos, I know how much that clasp means to you."
"Well James I almost thought you would be the one to wear it once, but you were to damn stubborn and pig headed to have been submissive enough to earn it."
"Don't give up do you Kristos, hahahahaha, I'm sure Eric will wear it with honour and will be very gratefull that you would let him wear it for the evening."
"What do you mean for the evening, I said it would go to the one who earnt it, he's well earnt it this evening, when he puts it on it will be his to keep, it was made for a boy like him, and don't you give me any of your stupid arguments either my boy."
"Kristos......well...damn it.....thank you, thank you for the honour from both of us."
"Well you were not worth it but that boy is a real treasure and he is definately worth it so no more about it."
"It's getting late Kristos, I think I better get my boy to bed, he's all in by the look of him."
"Yes James, take him up to your old room, it's been made ready for you, even put in a larger bed for you both."
"Thanks again Kristos, I'm sure Eric will remember this for a long long time."
"As long as he wears that clasp with pride then he has fulfilled an old mans dream James."
"He will that Kristos, now My Master I bid you good night Sir."
"Good night my Boy, take care of your little one."
As I lifted the now deeply sleeping Eric into my arms to carry him to our room I heard Kristos giving his boy orders.
"Boy the wrack and hurry it up."
Kristos was never one to sleep more than four hours a day even when he was younger and fitter, I smiled at the memories it brought back as I carried my little dove up to the bedroom for a well deserved sleep and a little pampering.
The morning dawned overcast with a light drizzle falling as the sound of the Minor birds and Magpies called out to each other. The early sounds of Melbourne had not changed in all the years I had been away and even the drizzle seemed familiar only this time I was not alone in the bed as the warm tight back of Eric tried to spoon in closer to my stomach. The night before had been one for the books as he had awakened just as I laid him down on the bed to undress and as soon as I hit the bed he was wrapped around me like an octopus trying to climb inside my skin.
This golden bundle of joy had definate ideas about how soon we would sleep and after the long trip I was surprised at the awakening I felt as he rubbed himself all over my bare skin. The next hour was to be the best we had ever spent and although we were both totally exhausted afterward and fell into a deep sleep within minutes of satiating ourselves, it would remain a special night for us both.
I ran my hand over his very tender nipples and with a small moan he moved back against me again pushing his tight butt cheeks hard into my morning riser, then with a well developed move he had my shaft between those cheeks and was gently pushing back, flexing his thighs to allow entrance he let me sink deep inside himself and sighed with that sound of pleasure only a boy like him could make.
I began to take my time with long slow strokes as he hummed and whimpered as I hit his fun button on each inward stroke.
"You're free this morning Eric, you can cum whenever you want to and as often as you want to, I'm so proud of you for yesterday you deserve a special time today."
Half an hour later and there was a light knock at the door as Kristos boy entered after I gave permission and set two hot cups pf coffee down on the table beside the bed, then with a well practised grace he went to the third position to wait for my order to speak.
"Yes Boy?"
"Prime Master, may I speak to the Child of Mythra?"
"You may speak boy."
"Child of Mythra, would you honour me with your touch and blessing, Sir?"
Eric reached over the side of the bed and laid his hand on the boy's head.
"Sir, the honour is mine, May The Dove Preserve you in all you do."
Eric took away his hand and fell back against me as the boy remained in position.
"Is there something else, Boy?"
"Prime Master, my Master has given instruction that I must await Mythras Child and take him to be bathed in the old way, if this is your wish Prime Master?"
"Your Master honours us greatly Boy and it shall be as he says, Eric go with this Boy while I have my coffee and then return to me when you're done, to have your restraints locked on, today is going to be something special for you."
Eric with his characteristic smile jumped from the bed and as the Boy rose, followed him out the door to be taken to the huge sunken Greek style baths down the hall from our room. If Kristos boy was as good as they usually were then Eric was going to get a pampering he would never forget. Kristos would not allow a slave to be bathed in his private bath so this was indeed a great honour for Eric. The soaping and skin rub as well as the washing by hand and then the oiling of his golden skin with imported Greek aromatic oils was going to give Eric a real thrill after the stress of yesterday.
An hour later and I had finished my coffee, shower and dressing when a golden blob of what looked like jello, staggered into the bedroom with glassy eyes as the boy held him up by one arm.
"You feel ok Eric?"
"Oh James, that's the greatest thing I've ever felt, and the oils and the stygal thing he used to clean my skin with afterward was......well it was....it made me cum twice, I couldn't stop myself, it's like electric shocks all over your body."
"So you had fun?"
Eric fell into my arms smelling of the aromatic oils and scents that the boy had used on him.
"Yesssssssss, nothing could be better than that, what did you think when you had it done?"
"I've never had it Eric, Master Kristos was honouring you in the only special way he could think of, you have just been given something no slave has ever had in this house."
To Be Continued: