The D&S Club

The D & S Club By Adam Stewart

Author's note: A gay love story in which a young guy is saved from a life worse than death.

Warning: It contains explicit m/m sex and other sexual activities.

Edward sighed. He'd just received a call from Len who was the deputy at the D&S Club he now ran and owned. He'd been a Dom for most of his adult life during his thirty eight years and enjoyed training up a new Dom and subs. Having done so, he'd match a Dom to a sub. Len had been one such Dom he'd trained when he came to see Edward at the age of twenty which was now sixteen years ago. They'd become good friends and Len was now his second in command at the club which he'd taken over just six months ago from Harry who'd been ill for some time and eventually passed away. He'd also trained Len's sub who was a twenty five year old. Ray had asked Edward to train him as a sub a year ago having decided he wanted to lead the style of life it offered and when he'd gone through the basic training he was matched with Len who was looking for a new sub at the time.

"We've got all the evidence we need recorded on the CCTV system so we can proceed with operation 'Release' as discussed."

Operation 'Release' involved rescuing a sub because he was being abused and mistreated by his Dom. Edward and Len had been working on the plan for several weeks since Ray had reported to them that Sam was very unhappy and being severely abused and mistreated by Frank Peterson, his Dom. Not that Edward recognised Peterson as a Dom since he broke all the rules and always had done ever since he'd joined the club three years ago. Unfortunately Peterson had slipped through the normal strict vetting process when Harry was ill and not on top of his job. It was the head Dom who checked out and vetted all new recruits. This was now Edward's task but he'd not been in charge when Peterson applied for membership. Had he been Peterson would not have got into the exclusive private club.

Fortunately the contract that a Dom signed when becoming a member included a clause that clearly stated 'If a Dom is found to be mistreating or abusing their sub they will be immediately expelled from the club and the club reserves the right to take the sub away from the Dom'. Edward doubted that Peterson remembered this clause or had even read it when signing his contract so he was going to get a big shock when he found he was being expelled and his sub was being removed and taken into the care of the club.

"I'm on my way Len so keep Peterson engaged until I get in." Edward was ready to leave so was soon striding out from his house on the five minute walk to the club which was situated under one of the railway arches at Vauxhall near the other gay venues. There were only three private clubs such as his in London but the D&S club was considered the best.

Earlier in the evening Len had called him to say that Frank Peterson had organised a public humiliation scene involving his sub. Such events often took place but normally the subs looked forward to them and enjoyed the process. In this case Sam was stripped naked in front of other members and then told to crawl round the room like a dog with a rubber tail stuffed into his arse. As he crawled round Peterson whipped his naked body which already showed signs of being over beaten. Having crawled round for an hour without a rest or a drink of water he was taken into a private cabin and offered to whoever wished to fuck him. Most members declined the offer knowing how Peterson treated his sub but three guys who had been invited as his guests spent three hours fucking him nonstop. Unknown to Peterson the guests had been allowed in despite the management knowing their reputation and the whole scene had been captured on CCTV including what took place in the private cabin which also included more whipping with a cane.

Edward slipped into the club unnoticed using the side door to which only he and Len had a key. He saw Len keeping Peterson occupied in conversation by the bar so he made his way round to the private cabin area. He was accompanied by two burly security guards each of whom was a Dom in their own right. He opened the cabin door with his passkey and the security guys grabbed hold of the three guests, one of whom was fucking Sam whilst the other two watched on laughing at his discomfort.

"What the fuck?" one of the guys cried out.

Edward stood there and looked at the men. "I suggest you leave quietly if you don't want to be handed over to the police for raping an unwilling sub and for being in the possession of illegal class A drugs."

One of the guys laughed. "And what evidence do you have?"

Edward smiled. "Plenty; it's all recorded on camera along with the sound of Sam's screams and your laughter plus you paying Peterson for the drugs".

The guy went white realising they were in big trouble. "Fuck, let's get out of here guys".

The security guys led the three out as they readjusted their clothing. As they went, Edward told them that if they came near the club again their names and addresses would be passed straight to the police along with the evidence. "I also strongly recommend you steer clear of Peterson because when he goes down he'll take you with him."

"Fuck, the bastard" one of the others exclaimed.

When they'd left, Edward turned to Sam. Ray entered the room and helped Edward untie his naked body from the bench. He was shaking. "It's okay Sam, you're safe now".

Edward took the guy into his arms and held him tight. Sam was only five foot six so seemed small in relation to Edward's large six foot frame. He also looked undernourished which didn't help. Edward had already noticed red welts across his back and buttocks where the whip and cane had done their worst.

"I don't have long Sam so I need you to answer this one question for me". Sam looked into Edward's blue eyes with concern wondering what the question would be. "Do you wish to be taken away from Master Peterson?"

Sam considered the question for a moment and when he realised what Edward was actually saying he replied "Yes, yes please sir but he won't let me go, I know he won't".

"Yes he will Sam, he'll have no choice so if you want to leave him and let the club take care of you, now is your chance. Is that what you'd like?"

Without hesitation Sam nodded and said he did. He hated his master and the way he treated him. He'd been trapped into believing that being his sub would be an enjoyable experience but the last two years had been utter hell. Each time he'd tried to leave, Peterson had threatened him with things worse than death. In fact he'd rather have died than continue the agony.

"Do you trust me Sam?"

"Yes sir". Sam had heard others talk of Edward and say how kind a man he was so he knew instinctively that he could trust him.

"Stay here with Ray and shortly his Dom will take you to somewhere safe away from here"

"But...won't Master Peterson look for me?"

Edward hugged the lad's naked body against his. "No, you'll be safe from him now, you leave him to me".

"Get him dressed Ray and keep the door locked until your Dom comes to collect you"

"Yes sir" Ray replied taking Sam's hand from Edward.

'Right, Peterson you bastard, now to sort you out' Edward muttered under his breath as he walked round to the bar area.

"Ah, here's Eddie" Peterson grinned when he saw Edward appear. He was the only person whoever used that abbreviation of his name because everyone else knew that Edward hated it but Peterson was an arrogant bastard and thought of himself as invincible.

"Good evening Frank" Edward said trying his best to smile and look as if he'd just arrived, "You're just the man I need, I've got something to show you". Edward indicated for Peterson to follow him into his office nearby and Peterson followed, preening himself as he went. It wasn't often a member entered the inner sanctum. As he went he gently nodded to Len who immediately left to go round to the cabin where Sam was waiting for him. Edward had already given him keys to his house and instructions to take Sam there with his sub and then wait for Edward.

"Please, take a seat Frank" Edward beamed and as he did so indicated for the two security guys who'd been waiting nearby to come in and stand by the door which they closed behind them.

"So what is it you want to show me?" Peterson said unaware of what was about to happen. As he asked this he was suddenly aware of the two security guys standing behind him by the door. "Why the two goons?"

"To witness what is about to happen to you Frank" Edward smiled. Peterson shuffled in his chair feeling slightly uneasy but put on his usual arrogant smile.

"It seems Frank that you've been breaking all the club's rules. You've been mistreating and abusing your sub and you've been dealing in class A drugs whilst on the premises."

Peterson laughed. "And what evidence do you have of this may I ask?"

"You may and I'll show you" Edward said swivelling round one of the monitors on his desk. He then pressed the remote he'd picked up and suddenly the screen showed the events earlier that evening of Sam being publicly humiliated as he was forced to crawl round and round in front of other members.

"He enjoys that" Peterson laughed.

"I think not" Edward replied and turned up the volume. "Stop, stop, please master, stop" they heard Sam pleading with tears running down his face as Peterson whipped him unmercifully.

Without saying anything, Edward then fast forwarded to the action in the cabin which showed one of the three guests fucking a naked Sam who'd been roped to the bed whilst Peterson cracked the whip across Sam's back. Again the sounds of Sam's sobbing and cries of "stop, please master, stop" were heard but ignored by Peterson.

"We have hours of other footage showing similar action just in case you're wondering"

"And what evidence do you have of drug dealing?" Peterson laughed.

"Oh plenty, would you like to see it?" Edward then flipped to another section which showed Peterson inside the private cabin passing over packets of class A drugs and receiving wads of notes from the three guests.

"And we have other footage of similar transactions on other nights"

"And what the fuck are you going to do?" Peterson shouted but this time the smile across his face had gone.

"Three things; first you are being expelled from this club with immediate effect"

"There are others" Peterson interrupted.

"I doubt any of the other private clubs will accept your membership" Edward replied knowing he'd already spoken to the other owners and they'd agreed to not accept Peterson since they knew of his reputation. He'd also spoken to the public fetish clubs and they too had made a note to ban Peterson from their establishment.

"Secondly, your sub is being taken away from you and put under the care of the club until a more suitable Dom is found, and thirdly the evidence you have seen plus the rest along with witness statements will be held and sent to the police with your name and address if you come anywhere near the club, your sub or any other person connected with this club."

Peterson turned white. He suddenly realised he was snookered. "You can't take my sub away from me".

"You've obviously not read the contract you signed when you became a member. It clearly states that if the club considers you are mistreating or abusing a sub then the sub can be taken into the care of the club."

Peterson glared at Edward and stood up as if to strike him.

"Sit down" Edward barked. Even the security guys jumped as did Peterson. Edward was not known to shout at people but when he did, you immediately obeyed. The two security guards moved forward ready to grab hold of Peterson should he try anything again.

"Just in case you have any thoughts of breaking into the club, or my house for that matter, the evidence is not being kept in either location so don't even bother trying to get hold of it. You will now be led out of the club and you will never ever come near the place again or attempt to find your sub. Is that clear?" Edward said using a stern tone of voice. Peterson glared at him as the security guys grabbed hold of his arms and led him away.

Edward collapsed into his chair. He hated dealing with issues such as this. It was against his whole nature even though he enjoyed being in charge but being a Dom involved far more than giving instructions, it also involved showing kindness and consideration to others, especially the subs; it was that he enjoyed the most; he enjoyed the look of trust in the subs and the enjoyment in their eyes when he was giving them pleasure.

'Now to try and sort out a damaged sub' Edward muttered as he collected his jacket and locked his office door.

"He's gone sir" one of the security guys said as Edward reached the main entrance.

"Thanks for your help guys; perhaps you'd lock up and keep a close eye on things just in case he or any of his cronies attempt to break in". The guards nodded and said they'd keep watch all night. Edward decided long ago that it was worth paying for twenty four hour security in view of the equipment in the club and the stock in the shop that sold the kinky stuff that guys were interested in buying. He'd now also set up a website for online shopping which was doing even more sales than the shop. He'd never managed to persuade Harry to do that so it was his first task on taking the club over.

When Edward reached home he found Sam snuggled up beside Ray on the sofa and Len watching on protectively. He was proud of Ray who always showed kindness to whomever needed it and he loved him to bits. As soon as Sam saw Edward enter the room he immediately jumped up and stood with his head bowed.

"It's okay Sam; sit down, no need to jump up when I come in". Sam looked at him as he snuggled back beside Ray. Edward was so different to Peterson who had always insisted he stood up and sometimes even crawl on the floor when he was in his presence. He also liked Ray and felt safe with him. He so hoped his life with Peterson was over but he couldn't put him out of his mind.

"Perhaps you'd look after Sam for a few moments longer please Ray whilst I have a quick word with Len"

Ray nodded and pulled Sam up closer as Edward and Len went off into the kitchen.

"So how did it go?" Len asked as soon as they were on their own. Edward relayed what had taken place.

"Let's hope he lets the matter rest, but knowing Peterson I doubt he will" Len replied. Edward agreed and said they'd all have to keep a sharp eye out for any trouble that Peterson might cause.

When they re-entered the living room, Ray stood up to make his leave with his Dom.

"Thanks for everything guys; see you in the morning Len".

Edward then went back into the living room to see Sam. He found him huddled up on the sofa with his knees up to his chest as if he was cold. He looked at Edward with soulful eyes wondering what was to become of him. Edward sat down beside him and put his arm round his shoulders. Sam liked the warmth of Edward's body and the safe feeling it gave him.

"Right young man, I suspect you've not eaten so how about you come into the kitchen and I'll make something for you." Sam couldn't believe that someone was doing something for him for once. Peterson never did anything for him apart from abuse him and make him feel as low as a dog. In fact even a dog would have been treated better than he had. He smiled at Edward and took his hand as he was led into the large kitchen. Edward's house was so much more homely than the place Peterson owned which seemed far away from civilisation. He guessed that at some point in its history it had been a farmhouse but the farm had long disappeared. As such it was cold and full of drafts and since Sam was expected to be naked most of the time he was always cold. This house felt warm and comforting and he was tempted to take off his clothes to feel the warm atmosphere. He also desperately wanted a wash since he'd not had one for almost two days.

As if reading his mind, Edward turned to him once in the kitchen. "After you've eaten you can have a bath and I'll look at the injuries on your back. I think they may need some attention."

The mention of the whip strokes across his back suddenly made him aware of how sore they were and he tensed feeling the rough cotton of his cheap T shirt rub against the sores. Once again Edward seemed to read his mind.

"Does your T shirt rub against the sores on your back?" Sam nodded so Edward immediately slipped the T shirt off him making sure not to catch the new welts that Peterson had caused earlier that evening. Edward silently gasped at the intensity of the welts, several of which were old scars but the new ones were looking very angry. He wanted to take Sam into his arms and hold him tight to try and make it better for him. As soon as he'd set eyes on the lad he found himself attracted. His last lover had left him well over five years ago. He'd been a lovely guy who'd put his trust into Edward to train him as a sub and they'd fallen in love but the lad wanted to move on with his life so they had a painful parting but Edward knew it was for the best. Since then he'd trained many more subs and guys who wanted to become a Dom so his mind had been kept off such thoughts. Seeing Sam brought them all flooding back and he wondered how he was going to control his emotions having this young man around him all the time for however long it took to repair the physical and mental damage that Peterson had caused.

"I could probably find you a loose shirt to wear if you wanted". Sam said there was no need.

"What is to happen to me now sir?"

Edward looked at him and smiled. "Let's get some food for you first and then we can talk about your immediate future lad". Sam was happy to do that since his stomach was now rumbling. As it was late, Edward suggested he have some toast and cheese followed by some fruit. Anything was better than what Peterson forced him to eat. Very often he had to eat like a dog and lick the food and water out of a bowl. He enjoyed humiliating him and would laugh when he had difficulty in getting the food out of the dog bowl. If he spilled one bit on the floor he'd receive several lashes across his naked butt and back. He shivered at the thought as he watched Edward prepare the food and make some tea. As he did so, he felt the course material of his jeans rubbing against his naked buttocks which also had red welts. Edward noticed his discomfort as he poured the tea.

"Are they too rubbing against your sores?" Sam nodded feeling somewhat of a wimp. If Peterson had seen him looking like that he would have given him more punishment. "Do you want to slip them off too?"

Sam gave a sigh of relief when he realised that Edward was not cross with him but showing concern. He immediately unfastened his jeans and slipped them off. Edward had turned away to attend to the toast that had now popped up in the toaster so when he turned round and saw Sam standing naked he was surprised.

"Where is your underwear lad?"

"Master Peterson never allowed me to wear any"

The more Edward heard about Peterson the more he felt angry towards the man. Okay there were occasions when a sub would be told to only wear trousers if they were acting out a scene but in normal everyday mode a Dom was expected to treat their sub as a normal human being.

"I'll go and see if I can find something for you to wear"

"Please don't sir, there's no need; I'm used to going round naked; spent most of my time naked when Master Peterson was around."

Edward felt so sorry for Sam that he put the plate of toast down on the table and took the naked body standing before him into his arms. He hugged him as tight as he could without causing the lad pain from his sores but he so wanted him to feel wanted and safe.

"Whilst you're with me you can wear your clothes; I will only expect you to be naked when acting out a scene with me or in bed, assuming you sleep naked." Sam grinned. Yes he always slept naked; besides with Peterson he had no choice. Edward told him to sit down and tuck into his food. Sam quickly did so and ate the four slices of toast and the lumps of cheese as if he hadn't eaten for months. Edward wondered whether he had in fact done so knowing how Peterson had abused his sub.

"Will you now be my master sir?" Sam asked in between bites of the toast which he decided tasted wonderful.

"I will be your Dom for as long as it takes for you to recover from your injuries caused by Peterson and if you wish to learn the correct way of being a sub and pleasing your Dom then I'll be happy to teach you so will be your Dom for that process. But we will discuss your future first and you will decide what you want to do."

"Me decide?" Sam said somewhat amazed.

"Yes, you'll decide Sam. It's your life so you decide how you want to live it and whether or not you want to serve a Dom. If you do then I shall train you how a sub normally lives and then help you find a Dom."

"So, in the meantime do I call you Master?"

Edward explained that at the D&S Club subs did not refer to their Dom as Master. "We consider it demeaning but we do expect respect so you will call me sir when the occasion demands and I will call you by your first name or sometimes I may call you lad but that should be looked upon as an endearment not in a demeaning way."

"So I call you sir, and you'll call me Sam, not boy" Sam said somewhat unsure as to whether he'd got it right.

"That's correct Sam; we also believe that using the term boy is demeaning since the Dom and sub relationship is a partnership. The Dom provides and looks after his sub and the sub provides services for his Dom such as household chores.

"And sex" Sam grinned.

"That too but sex is for both to enjoy; not as Peterson seemed to think just for his gratification so if you decide you want to continue as a sub then you have a lot to learn Sam."

Sam thought for a moment. "Thank you sir; I'd like to learn how to be a proper sub for a Dom such as you".

The look in Sam's eyes made Edward go weak at the knees. The more he got to know the lad, the more attracted he was becoming to him. It was something he was not sure he should do but his body was telling him he wanted to.

"Why don't you sleep on it and we can discuss it tomorrow. If that's what you decide then we'll draw up a contract."

Sam didn't understand why a sub needed a contract so Edward explained that every Dom had a contract with their sub which laid down the rules they'd both adhere to such as what the Dom was prepared to do for the sub and what the sub would do for the Dom.

"It also lays down the limits, both hard and soft, and details what kind of things the sub is prepared to do with the Dom when it comes to sexual activity. If for example you say you do not want to be whipped then that will go in the contract." Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"But Mast...Peterson never gave me a contract and whipped me whether or not I deserved the punishment. He never discussed what sexual activity I was prepared to do either. Instead he just fucked me whenever he wished and his friends did the same. Often I was tied down for hours, or even days at a time, to be used by him and his friends as they wished. I thought that was what a sub had to endure."

By now Edward could hardly listen to what he was hearing. Peterson was far worse than he'd imagined and he suspected he'd only heard a fraction of what he'd put Sam through.

"Sam, I know it will be difficult for you but somehow you must get Peterson out of your mind. He was not a Dom; he was a brute of a man who enjoyed inflicting pain on others. The relationship between a Dom and his sub is something to be savoured and enjoyed otherwise it's not fun for either party."

Sam thought for a moment whilst he finished off the fruit Edward had given to him. He certainly had a lot to learn and he looked forward to doing so with Edward provided Peterson left him alone. That was the worry. He knew too much about what Peterson got up to and he knew the man wouldn't be satisfied until he'd found out what Sam had told. All he could do was keep his mouth shut but he had a feeling Edward could read him like a book.

"Come on, it's time we got you bathed and I tended those wounds young man."

Sam smiled and stood up. He then collected his plates up and started taking them over to the sink to wash up. Peterson always expected him to do the washing up and if he left as much as a teaspoon unwashed it resulted in several lashes from the cane or the whip.

"You can leave those lad; we'll wash them in the morning"

Sam looked round somewhat bemused but he did what his Sir told him and followed him out of the kitchen. At the foot of the stairs Edward placed a hand on his shoulder and invited him to climb them. He then watched Sam's naked body go before him. Even with the scars of old wounds and the angry new ones, his body looked beautiful. Edward felt his own body react in a way it hadn't for a long time. Okay he often got an erection when he saw scenes taking place in the public room at the club but this was different. This was a feeling of want and it worried him slightly.

Edward took Sam straight into the bathroom and turned on the water for a bath. He poured in some bath essence and slipped off his own shirt so as not to get it wet. He had a feeling Sam would want him to help him since he was just standing there waiting to be told what to do.

"Okay, in you get; would you like me to wash your hair?"

Sam smiled and nodded. He'd never ever had someone do that for him. In fact he couldn't even remember his mother doing it but presumed she had done so when he was a child. Since she had long ago died and left him to fend for himself, he could hardly remember her. He'd never known his father who went out of their lives when Sam was a baby.

He lay back in the water enjoying the warmth of it round his body. He imagined being able to do this every day. "How often am I allowed to have a bath sir?"

Edward looked at him unsure if he'd heard the question correctly.

"Whenever you want one Sam; just help yourself; there's always plenty of hot water; there's no ration. Or, if you prefer to have a shower some days then do so; it is one thing I am particular about; I like people to smell nice at all times." Edward chuckled.

Sam grinned and took in what Edward had said. It was so different from what Peterson had allowed him to do which generally involved having to wash each morning in a bucket of cold water when he got up.

"Right, there we are one clean head of hair; think we need to get that cut; do you like it long or short?"

Sam said he'd like it short like Edward's, in fact he rather like the idea of being shaved all over. "When you say all over, do you mean down here as well?" Edward grinned as he ran his fingers through the thick bush of black pubic hair. Sam's whole complexion was dark and his eyes were a deep brown which Edward found very appealing.

Sam looked into Edward's blue eyes and grinned. "Would you shave me sir, I think I'd like my hair to be cropped and shaved everywhere else." Edward felt a shiver of excitement shoot through his body at the thought of shaving the lad. He'd done it to others and always found it very erotic. In fact he'd even had the same done to him in the past.

"When you're injuries have calmed down then we'll see what we can do. In the meantime, do you want me to wash you or do it yourself?" Sam said he'd like Edward to wash him so he stood up and Edward lathered his hands with soap. He then gently moved over Sam's body taking care not to cause him pain from the red angry looking welts. He worked up and down each arm into his armpits before gently moving down his chest and back. When he reached his genitals he looked at Sam who just grinned. Edward took the beautiful organ into his hand and caressed it with his soapy hand. It reacted and was soon hard. He gently washed each leg running his hands right into Sam's crotch as he did so. Once done, he used the shower attachment and rinsed him off.

Having helped him step out the bath, Edward wrapped a large towel round him and gently dried him off. Sam just stood there letting it all happen. It was the most beautiful thing he'd experienced within the last two years since he'd been trapped into going with Peterson. He could still visualise the day when Peterson found him roaming homeless round Soho and picked him up. At the time he seemed his saviour so readily agreed to go with him. The young lad with him seemed kind so he felt he wouldn't be alone but it soon became apparent that he was to be used and abused as a sex slave and anything else Peterson had in mind. Several weeks later he realised that the other lad had disappeared and another had arrived. He never found out what had happened to the first one and had a nasty suspicion that Peterson had done away with him because he either knew too much of what his Master was up to or had passed being useful. Sam was fairly certain that had Edward not rescued him he too would have ended up the same way.

"I suggest you go to bed now" Edward was saying as he treated the raw wounds with antiseptic cream. The question in Sam's mind was where knowing where he had to sleep each night when with Peterson.

As he was thinking these thoughts Edward led him along to a bedroom next to his. He stared at the double bed in amazement. He'd never slept in such luxury.

"I am in the room next door should you need me" Edward was saying as he gently laid the covers over Sam's nakedness. To Sam's surprise he then leaned over and kissed Sam on the forehead. He felt a tear come into his eyes but was determined not to let Edward see them. He felt so happy and so relieved. The question was how long would this last?

Edward felt tired as well but first went back downstairs to make sure everywhere was locked up and the lights were out. On reaching his own bedroom, which was the largest and at the back of the house with its own en-suite, he first peered into Sam's room since he'd left the door ajar just to give Sam some light from the landing. He seemed settled so he switched off the landing light, went into his own room and stripped off. Finally he slipped under the bed covers to go to sleep but he couldn't get his mind off the young man next door. He was going to need a lot of TLC and if he really did want to be trained as a sub then he'd need to remove whatever Peterson had brainwashed into him and show him how a sub should be treated and what pleasure he could get from being one. It had been a long time since he'd had someone else in his house so it was going to take time for him to get used to it but he had a feeling Sam was going to be an eager student who'd want to please him with whatever he required.

Finally he slipped off to sleep but was woken some while later by sounds coming from Sam's room. From what he could hear, Sam was having a nightmare. He lay there for a moment wondering whether or not to go in and see him but the sounds were getting louder so he rushed out of bed not bothering to cover his naked body and went into Sam's room.

"Sam, its okay; your safe lad"

Edward sat on the bed and took Sam into his arms. He was dripping with sweat and shaking like a leaf. "It's okay Sam; I'm with you" he said gently taking the naked Sam into his arms.

Eventually Sam woke up and looked into Edward's eyes. There was only the light from the landing to see him by but he knew immediately he was safe and in good hands. Besides, he smelt Edward's scent and it made him feel good. He also realised that Edward was sitting on the bed naked and he couldn't resist looking down into his crotch. He could make out a beautiful large cock and two large floppy balls. He was tempted to touch them to make sure they were real but held back the urge.

"I'm sorry sir; I didn't mean to wake you"

"It's okay Sam, you were having a nightmare". Suddenly the picture of what he'd been dreaming came back into his mind and he tensed. Edward guessed it was something Peterson had done to him and vowed that one day he'd teach Peterson a lesson he'd never forget but he doubted that would ever come to pass. What he could do however was pick up the broken pieces he'd left behind by looking after this beautiful lad.

"Would you like to come into my bed with me?" Edward asked without thinking. It seemed the natural thing to do at the time.

Sam immediately said he'd like to do that so Edward helped him get out of bed and led him into his room. Once Edward had climbed into bed and made room for Sam, he climbed in beside Edward who then put a comforting arm round him to hold him as tight as he dared being conscious of the angry welts on Sam's back and buttocks.

"This is so nice" Sam murmured enjoying the warmth of Edward's body next to his, "So much better than a cold cellar to sleep in each night".

Edward gasped. "Did you say cellar?" Sam nodded and explained that Peterson would lock him down in the cellar each night and force him to sleep in the pitch dark. It seemed the light switch was outside the door which he locked each night so Sam couldn't escape. "Sometimes he'd leave me there all day until he needed to fuck me or bring me out to provide entertainment for his friends. Then other kinds of abuse would take place.

Edward almost cried and gently held Sam's naked body up against his. "Try and forget it lad, just try and forget" but he knew it would take a long time to forget that kind of abuse and so far he had no idea what kinds of things Peterson did to Sam so could only guess.

When Edward woke the following morning he looked down at Sam's sleeping body. It felt good to have another man beside him and for a moment his mind went into overdrive. His morning erection was harder than usual so he casually stroked it trying not to disturb the young man lying naked beside him. Eventually Sam came to and for a moment was confused.

"How are you feeling this morning Sam?" Edward asked gently placing a hand on his thigh.

Sam turned to Edward and grinned. Yes it was true, he had slept with his Sir and was not shivering in a cold cellar. "Much better thank you sir; I must get up and prepare your breakfast sir" he added in a slight panic.

"It's okay Sam, just stay there for a moment. We'll go down and make breakfast together."

"But sir, I must serve you otherwise he'll punish me"

"Sam, look at me, you're no longer with Peterson, he's no longer your master, you're with me now and I will look after you."

Sam looked into Edward's blue eyes and cried. "I'm sorry sir".

"There's nothing to be sorry about Sam, it's okay. When we've had breakfast we'll discuss the contract between us and what tasks you can do for me but for now go and have your shower whilst I have mine. When you've showered come back in here and I'll see what clothes I have for you; later this morning we'll go out and buy you a new set of clothes."

"But...sir, my clothes are downstairs"

Edward smiled and told him he would never wear those grubby things again as they'd remind him of Peterson. "I want you to feel you're starting a new life with a new set of clothes." Sam gasped, "New clothes", he couldn't remember when he'd had new clothes. He always had hand me downs or what grubby items Peterson allowed him to wear, which wasn't often except when he dragged him out to 'entertain' friends or go to the club and once there he'd be stripped naked until they returned. He once remembered trying to wash his clothes and his master had whipped him for waisting soap and water so he never bothered after that.

When Sam had showered and luxuriated in the warm flow of water, he dried himself and walked naked into Edward's room as instructed. Edward had also showered but was still naked rummaging through his wardrobe trying to find something that would fit Sam. When he turned and Sam saw Edward's nakedness in the clear light of day, he gasped. The man was beautiful and he wanted to run up and wrap his arms round him. Instead he blushed and felt his own organ react to the vision. Edward smiled. At least his body still caused another guy's to react which pleased him no end.

"Here try these" Edward said holding out a tracksuit, "And there's a pair of briefs on the bed you can borrow until we go out later and buy you a new wardrobe".

Sam took the items Edward passed him and the designer briefs off the bed and held them up to his face to feel the softness and the sweet smell. They were the best present he'd ever had in his whole life. "Thank you sir" he finally managed to get out before hastily trying them on. Edward grinned and slipped into his own clothes. This lad was going to be such a joy to train and have around. He just hoped he was up to the task.

After breakfast Edward took Sam into the room which he used as his office when working from home. He indicated for Sam to sit down whilst he pulled out a standard Dom/sub contract. He knew there would be many things he'd need to change to suit Sam's situation but it provided a starting point.

"The first question Sam is do you wish to continue leading a life as a sub or do you want more time to decide?" Sam said he definitely wanted to continue being a sub provided it was not with Peterson. He also wanted Edward to train him as to what a sub should do when living with a proper Dom.

Having agreed that, Edward first went through the usual bits about respect on both sides and it being a partnership before getting to the bits that detailed what the Dom would do for the sub and vice versa.

"During the duration of the contract, which I suggest we make six months to start with, I as your Dom will provide a roof over your head, feed and clothe you Sam. I would like you to undertake the normal household chores such as cooking, cleaning, washing and so on. How does that sound?"

Sam looked at Edward not sure what to say. He'd never been asked his opinion before.

"Can you cook?" Sam said he could and used to be quite good at it but Peterson tended to eat convenience food so he didn't do much for him.

"Did you not cook for yourself?"

"Wasn't allowed to; I was only allowed to eat the leftovers and was often forced to eat dog food from a dog bowl on the floor."

"Dog food?" Edward couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did Peterson have no limits to the depths he would sink.

Sam nodded as if it was perfectly normal to feed a human with dog food. "And if I said I needed a drink whilst I was tied up for hours he'd put a tube into my mouth and he and his friends would urinate into it forcing me to drink it. If I spilled any he'd beat me some more."

Edward could stand no more and jumped up to go round the other side of his desk and take Sam into his arms. God the man was beyond belief and he knew it was going to take a long time to get Sam back to trusting him or anyone else for that matter. "I'm so sorry" Edward cried as he caressed Sam's body in his arms and lightly kissed the side of his head. Sam relaxed into Edward's arms and felt safe. It was the first time he'd felt like this for many a year and he liked it. He so hoped he'd remain with Edward for a long time because the thought of being with someone else didn't bear thinking about and he'd only known the man for a day but already he'd attached a strong bond to him.

They stayed like that for several minutes before Edward let Sam go suggesting that perhaps they should continue discussing the contract again later but Sam said he was fine and wanted to continue. It was finally agreed that Sam would be responsible for the cooking, cleaning and washing and that he'd give Edward the list of items he required for shopping. Edward these days did most of his grocery shopping online since he didn't have the patience to go round supermarkets. Having discussed various other aspects of the contract they came to the item that Edward had left to last.

"We need to discuss sexual activity Sam"

Sam looked up and grinned but then shivered at the thought of what he'd been subjected to with Peterson.

"I'm assuming that you don't want a whip or a cane used on you at any time" Edward said gently looking into Sam's eyes to see his reaction. Sam nodded but added "I don't mind gentle spanking though". Edward raised his eyebrows and grinned. "I see, you like gentle spanking; okay so let's include light spanking with a hand or a spanking paddle; how does that sound?" Sam grinned and said that sounded fine. The thought of giving Sam a light spanking on his naked butt whilst bent over his knee caused his whole body to react, especially the damned organ between his legs. By the time they'd finished talking about the contract Edward was so hard that he had a job to hide it inside the leather trousers he was wearing. When he stood up, Sam noticed the bulge and smiled to himself. At least he was having a good reaction on his Sir because he too had a similar erection but because the tracksuit bottoms he was wearing were oversized, they didn't show his excitement.

Edward said he'd type up the contract for them both to sign but meanwhile it was time to go out and buy Sam some new clothes. Sam looked forward to doing that. He'd not been shopping for such a long time.

Edward knew exactly where to go and it wasn't long before they were coming back home laden with their purchases. Edward had bought him designer briefs, jeans, shirts, T shirts, a thick jumper for the winter weather, a warm jacket, new trainers and some sexy thongs for wearing during scenes or at the club once he felt well enough to return. Edward had also taken him to his barbers to get his hair cropped. He'd decided to have it cut really short so it now stood up instead of flopping down. He loved the new look and it made him feel like a new man. All he now had to do was persuade Edward to shave the rest of his body.

"Okay, how about you put on a floor show for me to see how you look in your new clothes." Sam grinned and immediately stripped off naked there and then. Edward silently gasped when he saw the beautiful naked form standing before him and wanted to take him straight to bed but he knew that had to wait for some time yet. Instead he watched Sam change into one of the new thongs and do a twirl. Edward couldn't help but casually feel himself. It was a natural action for a gay man when he was looking at such a sexy guy.

"You are beautiful"

Sam looked at him and smiled. Had Edward actually said he was beautiful? Nobody had ever said that to him before. During the past two years he'd just been a piece of meat to be used and abused, never a thing of beauty. "Thank you" Sam replied and felt tears come onto his eyes. When Edward saw the tears he told Sam to come over to where he was sitting. He took the young man into his arms and gently hugged him. Oh god, he was definitely falling in love with this guy and he wasn't sure what to do.

"You really think so?" Sam eventually asked, "You really think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes Sam, I do, and don't let anyone ever let you doubt that; you are truly beautiful". It was the most perfect thing someone had ever told him and he kissed Edward lightly on the lips. As soon as he'd done so he realised what he'd done and moved back with fear in his eyes. He was sure he was going to be punished for doing that.

"It's okay Sam; I don't mind you showing your affection; in fact I find it rather flattering considering I'm fourteen years older than you".

"You don't look that much older sir" Sam smiled.

"Let's not go overboard Sam" Edward grinned and lightly slapped Sam's naked butt. He could see he was excited by the bulge pushing out the front of the thong and decided it was time to move on. "Show me how the briefs look on you and then a pair of jeans and one of the shirts".

Sam jumped off Edward's lap, stripped off the thong and donned a pair of the sexy designer briefs. Having done a twirl he then slipped on one of the new shirts and a pair of jeans. Everything fitted perfectly. Edward suggested he try on one of the new pair of trainers to complete the outfit so he hastily slipped them on too.

"Very smart so what are you going to wear for now?" Sam said he'd change into one of the T shirts but keep the rest on. Edward approved and suggested he take his new items up to his room and put them away.

"But first I'd like you to come into the kitchen with me". Sam followed Edward wondering what he had in mind. He was told to sit at the table and watched Edward pull out a plastic bag and a pair of scissors.

"I suggest you cut these items up and throw them away as a final act of putting your old life behind you. Would you like to do that?"

Sam nodded as he watched the grubby pair of jeans and his torn T shirt along with his dirty trainers being tipped out on the table. He set to vigorously cutting and ripping them up into small pieces. With each cut and rip he was cutting Peterson up into tiny pieces. Edward sat and watched him knowing precisely what was going through his mind. He'd love to do the same in reality but knew that would never happen. When the items were just fragments, Sam placed them in the plastic bag and Edward suggested that he go and put them into the bin outside. It was the first time he'd set foot out the back and he was stunned when he looked at the beautiful garden. He'd never had a garden even when growing up but he loved flowers.

"You have a beautiful garden sir" he said when he'd completed the task.

"Do you like gardening Sam?"

"Never had one but I think I would enjoy keeping it nice and tidy and watching things grow"

"In that case we'll add that to your list of tasks but with my guidance and assistance; we don't want you pulling up the plants and leaving the weeds, do we?" Edward laughed.

"Thank you sir, I'd like that"

Edward said he needed to go into the club so was going to leave Sam to start the first of his chores which was to produce a menu of meals for the next few days. He told him to have a look round the kitchen to learn where everything was and make a list of any items he needed so that Edward could order them online when he came home later. He also showed Sam how to call the club should he need him.

"I assume you don't have a mobile phone". Sam shook his head saying that Peterson had taken that from him when he first met him and he'd never seen it since.

Edward nodded and made a mental note to go into the local phone shop on his way to the club to buy one for Sam. He needed a mobile so they could call each other should the need arise.

"Now don't let any strange men into the house whilst I'm away will you" Edward grinned. Sam looked shocked and said he'd never let anyone in without sir's permission. Edward smiled and took him into his arms again, "I was only joking Sam but yes, I suggest you keep the door firmly shut and don't answer it to anyone, but if the phone rings you may answer that by just saying 'hello', find out who is calling and say that I'll call them when I get back; there's a pad by the phone for taking messages; can you do that for me Sam?"

"Yes sir, of course sir". He felt like saying he wasn't a complete idiot but then realised that Sir didn't know how capable he was and he had come across people before who couldn't undertake such simple tasks.

"So how's our young man doing?" Len asked as soon as Edward arrived at the club.

"So far so good but I get the feeling there's a lot of fear and stuff to come out before we're done. That Peterson is a complete bastard from the few things I've heard so far about what he did to Sam. Just as well we got him away when we did but he's a lovely guy so with time he'll do well and come through it."

Len looked at Edward and grinned. "Do I get the feeling you're rather fond of him?"

Edward looked at Len with a raised eyebrow. "What makes you think that?"

"Come off it Edward, I've known you long enough; I can always tell when you've got the hots for a guy; can't say I blame you; Sam's gorgeous from what I saw." Edward blushed slightly which was not his normal thing to do. The problem was his deputy was right; he had got the hots for Sam and he wasn't sure what to do. Seeing Edward's reaction he placed a hand round his shoulder, "Edward, it doesn't matter you know; besides it's time you found someone to love and cherish; how long is it now since you had a lover?"

"Five fucking years" Edward replied despondently, "Not for the want of trying I can tell you but I've just not found anyone I feel I could live with."

"Until now" Len chuckled.

"Yeah, maybe but I've got to give Sam time to settle in and get Peterson out of his head; he had a terrible nightmare last night and I wouldn't mind betting that was related to Peterson." Edward didn't add that Sam had ended up sleeping in his bed and he had a feeling would continue to do so if either of them had their way.

Len smiled and patted Edward on the back, "Well, I think it's nice and if it did work out for him then he's picked a fucking good Dom to live with who's got a body to die for". Edward grinned. "I see, drooling over me now are you?"

"Always have mate but I don't think we'd make good bed partners do you?" Len giggled.

"Time we got down to business; this conversation is getting too personal" Edward laughed and slapped Len on his butt."

"Yes sir" Len grinned and sat down opposite Edward at his desk. Having gone through the usual reports and reviewed pending applications, which seemed to be growing daily, Edward did his usual walk round the club to see that everything was working okay. It was mid afternoon and he knew members would soon be arriving for their evening's entertainment. He nodded to the guy manning the bar and went into the public room where he found two guys with three subs. There always seemed to be a surplus of subs to guys who wanted to be the Dom for some reason and in some cases subs didn't want to be matched to a Dom. They enjoyed the freedom of servicing whoever came along.

From what he could see, the five guys were enjoying themselves which was what it was all about. Two subs were strapped into the slings and being fucked whilst the third sub was perched above one of the subs and offering his cock to the Dom who was sucking away merrily. None of them noticed Edward so he made a quick exit but he did leave with an erection forming which was unusual. He'd seen so much sex over the years that unless he was actually involved he'd become impervious to it but as he watched the subs enjoying themselves he thought of what he'd like to do with Sam. God there were so many things he'd like to do with that lad but knew he'd have to take things very slowly for the time being.

"Hadn't you better get back to see what Sam's up to?" Len commented when he found Edward wandering around.

"Yeah, you're right I had; I'll give him a ring to make sure he's okay."

"Good evening" Sam said on answering the phone. Edward smiled. He sounded very efficient.

"Just ringing Sam to see how things are and to say I'll be home in about half an hour."

"Excellent sir, I've done some cleaning in the kitchen and the meal is prepared so I'll make sure it's ready for when you get home sir." Edward said to make it a bit later than that since he generally liked a shower before he had his meal. Perhaps you'd like to join me Sam" Edward added casually feeling himself.

Sam jumped with excitement at the thought of sharing a shower with Edward and said he'd like that very much.

When Edward finally reached home he found Sam standing in the hallway wearing just his briefs.

"Wow, that's some greeting" Edward laughed.

"I hope you don't mind me like this sir but I'm so used to being naked that I found the clothes somewhat cumbersome when I was doing my jobs and decided I rather liked the freedom of being dressed like this. Have I done wrong sir?"

Edward pulled Sam into his arms and kissed him lightly on the lips. It was the first time Edward had initiated such a kiss and Sam liked it. "Of course I don't mind Sam; you wear whatever makes you feel comfortable; besides being met by a gorgeous semi naked young man when I come home is always enjoyable". Sam's chest filled with joy. He so loved hearing those words of praise.

"Would you like to see what I've done in the kitchen sir?" Edward said he would like to having seen that Sam was proud of his achievements. When he entered the kitchen he could tell immediately the place had been thoroughly cleaned. Not that it was that dirty but everything gleamed and he liked it. Sam then opened several cupboards and said he'd cleaned those too and rearranged a few things and ordered them more logically to make it easier to find things.

"I hope you don't mind me reorganising things sir" Sam said suddenly wondering whether or not he should have done so but somehow he'd got carried away. He always had been a tidy poof and liked things orderly.

"I think it looks wonderful Sam, thank you; it was probably well overdue." Sam beamed and once again his chest filled with joy. God what a difference to the past two years when Peterson found fault in everything he did to justify yet another whipping or session of abuse.

"Come on, I think we both deserve a nice hot soak in the bath rather than a shower. I take it the meal will wait for half an hour." Sam said it would and slowed the oven down. He'd made a hotpot from some lamb he'd found in the fridge and made dumplings to put on the top. He'd had the best time of his life doing what he wanted to do without continual moans and ingratitude from Peterson. 'I must stop thinking about him' he told himself as he followed Sir upstairs. Once up there, Sam hovered in the doorway of Edward's bedroom not sure what he should do.

"Why don't you start filling the bath Sam, and don't forget to take your briefs off" he chuckled. Sam grinned and immediately stripped off his briefs before tossing them onto Edward's bed. Edward smiled at seeing him put them in his room rather than into the room next door where his clothes were stored. He needed to decide whether or not Sam was going to sleep with him on a permanent basis or not.

By the time Edward had stripped off and walked into the bathroom, the bath was filled with hot water and Sam had poured in some of the bath essence he'd used the previous evening.

"I hope I did right in using the bath essence sir"

"Perfect" Edward smiled and climbed into the bath. "Come on climb in and sit between my legs so we can soak and talk at the same time." Sam looked down at the large organ and the two large floppy balls that were floating between Edward's legs and gingerly climbed in. He felt Edward's strong hands gently hold him round his waist and lower him down between his legs. He could feel the cock and the balls pressing against his back and it made his own react. 'Oh fuck, I hope sir doesn't notice' he told himself as he tried to will the organ to lie down but it wouldn't and was soon standing up like a flagpole.

"So you've got on okay on your own today then" Edward asked casually as he gently ran a wet hand up and down Sam's back trying to avoid the still angry welts. Sam said he'd been fine and enjoyed his time. "Thought tomorrow I'd work out a routine for cleaning the house; when do you normally change the bed linen sir?"

Edward said he normally did that on a Friday so Sam made a mental note to do the same.

"Can I ask sir, where will you require me to sleep normally?" Edward smiled; it was as if he was reading his own thoughts since that was the question in his own mind.

"Where would you prefer to sleep? With me or on your own?" Without hesitation Sam replied that he'd much prefer to sleep with Sir. "To be honest sir I've never slept with a guy on an ongoing basis before, only on nights after sex."

Edward mulled the situation over for a moment but soon realised that his cock had made up its mind for him. He was rock hard and it was now pressing against Sam's back, a point that had not gone unnoticed by him either.

"In that case you sleep with me but keep your clothes in the other room for the time being because I'm not sure my wardrobes are big enough to take more. I need to do some clearing out sometime; have collected too many things over the years but when I've done that then you can move yours in; how does that sound?"

Sam leant back and offered his head for Edward to kiss. "Thank you sir, I'd like that". Edward looked down into the gorgeous brown eyes and his heart melted. God he so loved this guy. He was going to have to control his emotions very carefully to avoid things getting out of hand, especially having a gorgeous naked guy like Sam beside him in bed. He was already thinking of Sam being with him in the longer term rather than just the six months of the contract they'd agreed that morning.

"When we've eaten I'd like you to read through the contract I've drawn up before we both sign it." Sam nodded; he didn't really care what he signed as long as he was with his Sir.

Edward grabbed hold of the soap and lathered his hands before gently rubbing them over Sam's body. It felt so good and reminded him of his previous sub who'd been his lover. They'd spent many an hour in this bath doing exactly this. When he reached Sam's crotch he automatically took the erection into his hand and ran it through his soapy fingers. Sam gasped desperately trying to control his sexual urge to reach a climax.

"I take it you know that you can only come when I say so" Edward chuckled. Normally this was only the case when they were acting out a scene but he couldn't help but tease the young lad.

"Of course sir; I am good at holding it back until I'm allowed to come."

Edward bent forward and kissed the back of his neck which made his whole body shiver with excitement. "I was joking Sam; it's only during a scene that I tell you when you can come." Sam giggled having realised he'd been the butt of a tease but he was so used to holding back his urges with Peterson who never allowed him to even bring himself off when alone. Somehow he always seemed to know when he had done so and punished him accordingly. He'd often scanned the bathroom and the cellar to see if there were cameras around but never found any but knowing Peterson they were there somewhere which was why he knew exactly what Sam was doing.

"I'd prefer to have it that you tell me when I can spill my seed sir" Sam replied having thought it through.

"If you wish; in which case I'll let you show me later this evening after we've eaten; until then, keep it safely stored in these" Edward chuckled as he held Sam's two balls in his hand.

"Yes sir"

"That was a beautiful meal Sam, thank you"

Sam beamed. He'd been somewhat concerned all afternoon about how the meal would turn out and whether his Sir would like it so to have such praise made him feel good. He'd also enjoyed eating with Sir since Peterson never allowed that. The only time they ate at the same time was when Peterson forced him to crawl like a dog on the floor and eat from the dog bowl using his tongue. Since the whip would invariably be hitting his backside as he did so, he seldom knew what he was eating. To be treated like a human being and sit properly with another was pure joy.

"Once you've cleared up perhaps you could bring a pot of coffee into the living room and you can read your contract." Sam immediately got up from the table and started work. He'd only worn his briefs again after the bath and he was pleased to see that Sir had donned a robe instead of dressing again. Every so often he had a peep of the large flaccid organ hanging down between his legs. He wondered what it would feel like inside him having seen it erect when they climbed out of the bath. It looked enormous but beautiful. At least he was used to big cocks up his arse so it wouldn't be a problem. The question was, when would he get to feel it?

Sam soon had the dishes packed away in the dishwasher and the pots that didn't go in washed up. He made the coffee, placed the pot on a tray with two mugs and carefully carried it into the living room where he found Edward sitting on the sofa. Having put the tray down on the low table in front of him, Edward indicated for him to sit beside him.

"Have a read through that and if you have any queries, questions or things you'd like changed say so." Sam took the four page document and started reading. Everything was as they'd agreed that morning right down to the sexual activities that limited action to light spanking with a hand or a spanking paddle. No whips or canes were allowed and he'd only be put into restraints when he agreed beforehand. Edward had suggested they not include restraint but Sam had said he enjoyed having sexual activity when he was restrained provided it was for a reasonable time. Edward told him that in any event his safe words were there to either pause the scene or to stop it. He then read his pink safe word he'd chosen, which was 'grapes' and the red one which was 'cucumber'.

Edward had been intrigued why those two words so Sam explained. Peterson would often stuff grapes inside his mouth and up his arse, often at the same time, and then fuck him with the grapes inside him. His other favourite occupation was to buy the thickest and longest cucumber he could find and fuck Sam with it like a dildo. He'd do this for so long that his arse would be raw. As he described this It reminded Sam of the other thing Peterson and his cronies loved doing. That was to tie Sam down with his butt in the air and fix up a mechanical fucking machine. The hard dry rubber would thrust in and out of his arse for hours at a time until it was numb. Sam had tensed when he'd explained this and Edward had to hold him in his arms for several minutes before he'd come out of it. Edward felt so angry at what Peterson had done to Sam that his blood boiled.

"Come lad, I think you need something to take your mind of that evil man; let's go upstairs". Sam grinned as he followed Edward wondering what they were going to do. He just knew it was going to be something nice.

When they reached their bedroom Edward told Sam to strip off whilst he went to fetch a large towel from the bathroom. When he returned he pulled off the duvet and laid the towel on the bed.

"Lay face down on the towel and I'll give you a gentle massage". Sam's heart jumped with joy. He knew Edward and Len provided massage for guys at the club but had never received one. Peterson would never have allowed him to indulge in such pleasure.

Once Sam was face down with his hands down his sides, Edward removed his robe. He carefully knelt across Sam's legs and poured some massage oil into his hands. He gently massaged Sam's shoulders and it felt so good. Sam closed his eyes as the large gentle hands did their magic. Gradually he felt them move lower down being careful not to aggravate the injuries caused by the whip, although even within two days they were feeling much better with the cream Edward had applied. He could feel Edward's large floppy balls against his naked butt and it caused his cock to become excited beneath him. He wondered whether the massage would end with Edward fucking him and he tried to imagine what it would feel like. He trusted Edward so would not be afraid.

Edward then shuffled down Sam's legs and gently massaged his butt. Edward gazed at the two round globes and felt his cock react. It was truly beautiful but he was not planning to take him just yet. It was too early in the recovery process to go that far. Instead he pulled the two fleshy cheeks apart and gently ran a finger across the gorgeous puckered hole that one day would be his. Sam groaned with pleasure hoping that perhaps he'd feel a finger probe him but it never happened. He then felt Edward's hands run up and down each of his legs working the fingers right into his crotch with each upward stroke. Sam's erection was now rock hard and oozing pre-cum.

"Okay, turn over and I'll do your front" Edward said having climbed off Sam who immediately turned over sporting his erection. As he turned he noticed Edward's which caused his to jump with excitement. The two guys grinned at each other but said nothing. Edward carefully straddled Sam's legs and massaged his shoulders and chest, playing particular attention to his nipples. Sam loved his nipples being played with and groaned with pleasure. He then watched Edward's hands move their way down his abdomen, skirt past his erection and work on the front of each leg. Even that caused him to have erotic thoughts and make his organ twitch with excitement.

Finally Edward turned his attention to the stiff cock that was jumping up and down. He slid it between his oily fingers and Sam had to control his urge to shoot his load since Sir had not yet told him he could do so. Edward was impressed at the lad's self control. His own was aching to release its contents so he settled himself across Sam's legs so he could take both organs into his hand.

"You may come for me now" Edward said as he slowly massaged the two organs together. It didn't take long for Sam's to erupt and shoot ribbons of white creamy cum over his chest. As it continued to erupt leaking yet more seed from the head, Edward reached his climax and added to the pool of cum on Sam.

When they were both done, they grinned at each other. "Feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you sir, much better"

Edward reached over for the flannel he'd brought from the bathroom earlier and wiped Sam clean. Sam looked into his eyes with such passion that Edward felt tears come into his eyes. The lad was so grateful for the gentle kindness being shown to him instead of being abused as he had done during the past two years.

"That is just one way sex should be enjoyed" Edward smiled before leaning over to kiss Sam on the lips. This time the kiss was longer lasting although it was only on the lips. 'Perhaps more would come later' Sam told himself as he savoured the soft lips on his.

It was too early to settle down for bed but Edward decided it would be nice just to lie in each other's arms and enjoy the warmth of each other's naked bodies. There was always the television at the end of the bed to look at if necessary but he had a feeling Sam would enjoy some tender loving care.

"I've arranged for you to see the Club's doctor tomorrow just to give you a check over" Edward said casually whilst holding Sam in his arms beneath the duvet which he'd now pulled over them. Immediately Sam cringed and his whole body tensed.

"What's wrong Sam?" Edward asked turning to look at him. Sam just looked into Edward's eyes with a terrified stare. Even in the short time they'd been together, Edward now recognised when Sam was reliving some of the horrors that Peterson had put him through so he guessed this was one of them.

"Is it something to do with Peterson?" Sam nodded without saying anything. "Do you want to talk about it? Sometimes it helps you know". Edward was in fact a qualified counsellor so frequently had to help a Dom or a sub through difficult situations. He knew if he could get guys talking then the problem often seemed less threatening.

Eventually Sam opened up and explained that soon after Peterson had found him he took him along to a doctor on the pretext of giving him a check over. In fact what happened was that he was taken to a private house and led into a room that had been set up like an operating theatre. Two guys were dressed in green cotton surgical tops and bottoms with gauze masks covering their mouth and nose. The room was lit up with lights directed onto what looked like an operating table. Sam was told to strip off in front of the two guys and then told to climb onto the operating table. They then stood either side of him and fitted a leather strap round his waist to the table and shackled his hands down his side so that he couldn't move. They pretended to examine him wearing latex gloves poking and peering at all his bits. All the while, Peterson was filming the action.

When the examination was complete they shaved his head and every other hair on his body including his pubic hair and any round his hole. For some absurd reason he rather enjoyed the shaving since he'd often thought of shaving his pubes but he wasn't so happy about losing his long black hair without being asked. When that was complete his legs were lifted into the air and his ankles were fitted into leather straps hanging from the ceiling so that his legs were wide apart and his hole was on full view. Whilst one guy turned his head to stuff his thick cock into his mouth and down his throat, the other fingered his hole. An instrument was then inserted into him so as to stretch him wide apart. Sam couldn't say anything since he still had cock in his mouth but the agony was terrible as his entrance was stretched wider and wider. As the instrument did its deed, an electric cock pump was fitted to his organ. As it sucked away, Sam felt his organ expand to a point that was unbearable.

Eventually the metal instrument was removed and a large dildo was inserted. He was fucked with this for what seemed like eternity until the guy had spilt his load inside Sam's mouth. Finally he was released but then laid over the bench with his hands tied behind his back. Whilst one guy fucked him with a naked cock, the other stuffed his cock back into his mouth for another mouth fuck. This continued for such a long time that Sam almost passed out. His arse was sore and he could hardly breathe. His own cock which was sore from the pump was now being massaged by the guy fucking. He never did reach a climax but the guys fucking him at either end filled him with cum before finally releasing him. He was injected with something that made him compliant but still aware of what was happening. Sam hated needles and cringed when he saw it coming towards him but the guys just laughed as they had throughout the time they'd abused him.

He was then fitted with a blindfold and led naked with his hands still tied behind his back out to the van that Peterson owned. He was bundled into the back and after a short drive pulled out by Peterson and the other two guys before being led naked into another building. He was conscious of three more guys being present who handled his naked body with their rough hands before bending him over and roping him to a padded bench so that his butt was ready for fucking. His hands were still tied behind his back as one after the other fucked him with their naked cocks laughing as they did so. He had the feeling that Peterson was still filming the action since he was told later that he was now a porn star on the net that was bringing Peterson in good money. There were several more occasions after that when Peterson filmed Sam being abused by guys.

As Sam relayed the story, Edward held him tight in his arms just listening until he'd finished. He knew it was hard for Sam to relive the horrors but he also knew it would help him get beyond them.

"Its okay" Edward whispered to him once the tears had started flowing, "Let the tears wash the memories away". If only it was as easy as that but it was a step in the right direction. Sam sobbed for several minutes before calming down. Edward kicked himself for mentioning the doctor's visit having just had such a wonderful time with him and made him feel wanted but he had no idea of the memories that would keep flooding back into Sam's mind at the slightest provocation. He also knew there were no doubt plenty more to come and there was a long road ahead.

Finally Sam settled down snuggling up against his Sir. He put his arms round Edward's strong body and felt safe again.

"So what will the doctor want to do tomorrow?" he whispered.

Edward wondered whether to say anything but decided if he didn't then Sam would probably be worried all night. "I want him to look at your injuries just to make sure they're healing okay and he'll check your heart and your blood pressure and do the usual STI tests to ensure you're healthy. It's all very standard really."

"Will you be there whilst the doctor examines me?"

"If you'd like me there, then yes; I won't leave your side for one moment".

"Yes please sir; I'd like you there please." Edward kissed the forehead that was now resting on his shoulder and pulled him tighter. Sam relaxed and drifted off to sleep.

Edward had forewarned the Club's doctor about Sam's situation so he wasn't the slightest bit surprised that Sam wanted Edward to be present throughout the examination or to see how nervous Sam was when he first invited him into the consulting room. Edward noticed Sam take in the surroundings before finally sitting down by the side of the doctor's desk with Edward sitting next to him. The doctor put Sam at ease and obtained the usual information about his general health and any particular illnesses he'd had as a child. Sam in fact had always been a healthy child apart from the usual things that children had.

"Any STD's at anytime?" Sam looked at the doctor and then at Edward not sure what he was being asked.

"Sam, the doctor is asking whether to your knowledge you've ever had any sexually transmitted diseases at any time."

Sam then understood and said he hadn't although he'd only tested about twice before he met Peterson and had never been tested within the last two years. The doctor then asked Sam to remove his shirt so that he could listen to his heart and take his blood pressure. So far Sam seemed calm so everything was going okay. Besides he had his Sir beside him so knew all would be well.

"I'd now like to examine your body Sam so would you mind slipping your trousers and pants off". Sam immediately looked at Edward with fear in his eyes.

"It's okay Sam, the doctor just needs to check your injuries and your genitals; he can't do it with your clothes on can he?" Edward smiled. Sam smiled back and immediately stripped off naked. The doctor asked him to climb onto the examining table and once again Sam looked at Edward. He immediately stood up and took Sam's hand helping him up. He then stood at the side of the table and continued to hold his hand and placed his other gently on Sam's shoulder to assure him everything was okay.

Having inspected his front and peered at his penis and his testicles, lifting them with his latex covered hands, he asked Sam to turn onto his side so he could examine the injuries on his back and his butt.

"They are doing nicely so should soon heal up although you will have a small amount of permanent scarring Sam which you may feel spoils your otherwise beautiful body but I don't think you should be that worried."

Sam looked up at Edward and smiled. "I told you you're still a gorgeous guy, didn't I?" The doctor smiled. He could sense the love between the two guys and he rather liked it.

"In view of what you've been subjected to Sam I'd like to examine your rectum. Is that okay?" Sam again looked at Edward for guidance.

"The doctor needs to have a peep inside your arse Sam just to make sure there's no torn tissue inside."

Sam nodded as the doctor explained that a tiny camera would be inserted so he could have a quick look round. "It won't hurt but it may feel a bit uncomfortable so you just tell me if you want me to stop".

Sam was told to bring his knees up to his chest so as to expose his hole. He gripped Edward's hand like mad as the doctor proceeded. He felt the cold tube slip inside him but it was hardly noticeable. Certainly not anything like the cocks and dildos he'd had stuffed up his arse whilst with Peterson without any lube. The doctor had put something inside his entrance to ease the process and Sam in fact rather enjoyed the sensation.

"I'm pleased to say that everything looks fine from what I can see with a minimal examination but if you ever feel discomfort at anytime you must let Edward know immediately." Sam nodded as he was helped to a sitting position.

When he'd slipped his briefs and trousers back on the doctor took a blood sample to test for HIV and the many other STIs before giving Sam a pot to provide him with a urine sample. He was told to use the toilet just outside and then come back in when done. Whilst Sam was away, Edward asked what the doctor's opinion was from his examination.

"He appears to be in good physical health Edward apart from the obvious injuries on his back but I suspect there are a lot of psychological issues to contend with but at least he's with the right guy to help him."

Edward thanked the doctor who'd he'd known for several years. He was fully aware of the life that a Dom and his sub led so nothing ever shocked him. He was also gay so that helped his understanding of the lifestyle his patients from the club led.

"Thank you Sam" the doctor beamed when he returned with his sample. "I'll get the blood results back to Edward within the next few days and provided they are okay then you are looking good. All you now need to do is get some good quality food inside you to build you up but you've got the right person to look after you for that to happen." Sam looked at Edward and smiled before putting his arm round Edward's waist which the doctor found rather endearing.

"Well done; you got through that well Sam; I'm proud of you" Edward commented as they walked out of the surgery to catch the bus back home. Sam beamed and felt a warm glow flow through his body. Perhaps at last his life was turning a corner and he could enjoy it for once. He so hoped so.

Sam settled into a routine over the next two weeks. Whilst Edward went to the club he did the chores and felt happy. He'd only once become stressed whilst out with Edward when he'd seen one of the guys who was abusing him when Edward rescued him but fortunately the guy didn't recognise his new look as he walked confidently beside his Sir. Even so it made both of them pay more attention to who was around just in case Peterson had any ideas of trying to abduct Sam. Edward was not convinced that Peterson would just let the matter drop so knew he had to be on his guard.

Spring would also soon be upon them and Sam looked forward to spending time in the garden learning what had to be done to keep things nice. Ray came round at least once a week to spend some time with Sam and they enjoyed laughing and joking together. Sometimes Sam would come out with some of the other dreadful things Peterson did to him and Ray would shudder. He'd go home and tell Len, his Dom, who'd pass the information onto Edward. They'd all agreed that the more Edward knew about Sam's life with Peterson the more he could do to help him get over it.

"Now that my injuries have healed sir would you be willing to shave me down here?"

"You're quite sure that's what you want?" Sam nodded and said he'd always wanted to do it but this time he knew he'd really enjoy it being done since Sir would be shaving him. "Does that sound daft sir?"

Edward pulled him into his arms and told him of course it didn't in fact he rather liked having a sub who was shaved. "So, I'll shave you if you'll shave me".

Sam looked at Edward somewhat shocked, "What, me shave you?"

Edward laughed, "Well, it would be easier than trying to do it myself but I presume I could if I had to". Sam said he'd love to do it and felt honoured that he was trusted to do such an act for his Dom. Edward smiled and kissed him. This time though the kiss lingered and their mouths opened to each other. It didn't take long for tongues to be exploring each other's mouths and for signs of excitement to be showing elsewhere.

"How about we go have a soak in the bath and then perform on each other; I've got a safety razor and shaving cream." Sam grinned and led Edward by the hand upstairs. Edward was so pleased with Sam's progress that it filled his heart with joy. Okay there were still times when Sam tensed as memories of his life with Peterson came flooding back and Edward had to dry away tears but gradually Sam was becoming a self assured twenty four year old and Edward could envisage training him as a sub for a future Dom. The question was would that be him or not. The way things were developing he had a strong feeling it would be him but it would be Sam's choice in the end.

As Sam sat between Edward's legs in the warm water with his head resting on his chest, his mind started to think about serious sex with the lad. So far all they'd done was for Sam to suck him off and Edward to massage Sam to a climax but he was aching to feel his cock inside Sam and he had a feeling Sam wanted it too. As usual when they climbed out the bath both were sporting erections. They grinned at each other as they dried off before making their way into the bedroom to commence the big shave.

Sam loved the gentle way in which Edward shaved him. It was so much different to when the two goons had done it before. When Edward had finished, he felt no shave rash at all but despite that he still covered the shaved area with a balm to cool it down. As he ran Sam's organ through his hand it quickly became hard. It was already semi-hard from the mere fact of Sir holding it to shave up and down the shaft and round his balls. To his surprise Sir continued massaging it as he looked into Sam's eyes. They said nothing knowing what the end result was going to be. After a few minutes, Sam was spewing his man seed over his newly shaved chest. Edward gently cleaned him up and kissed him. Their kisses now were far more than just a peck on the lips. Each one lingered and often tongues would explore each other.

Edward gave Sam a light tap on the side of his butt indicating for him to move off the towel so that he could lay down and be shaved. Sam felt nervous about undertaking the operation. What if he cut sir? And if he did, what kind of punishment would he receive? So far he'd not deserved any punishment apart from a friendly smack on his naked butt if Sir felt he'd been cheeky. Sam was becoming more confident in himself and around others so tended to answer back sometimes. Once said, he'd pull back expecting a whack from a whip even though he knew that would never happen whilst he was with Sir.

Edward was impressed at the confident way Sam set about the task. He had more hair to remove since he'd allowed his chest hair to grow over the years and his pubic hair was thick and wiry but Sam plodded through the task with great finesse. As he shaved, Edward's mind went back to when he and his lover had performed a similar shaving exercise. Sam was so much like him and at times it was as if he was back with him. Sadly they'd lost contact since his lover had accepted a job in America and never kept in touch. He often thought about him and wondered what he was up to. As he watched Sam he decided it was time to start his training as a sub which meant that he could act out scenes with him and do what his body had ached to do since first meeting him. So far they'd not had any penetrative sex since he'd felt it would be wrong to do so until the training started in earnest and they were within a scene. If they became true lovers and Sam did become his sub then they could have real sex outside of a scene. 'God' being a Dom is so hard at times' he told himself.

"All done sir; is that okay sir?"

"It feels wonderful Sam, thank you, so how about you put some balm over the areas you've shaved."

"Everywhere sir?" Sam beamed feeling a stirring in his loins at the thought of holding Edwards gorgeous cock in his hand and gently covering it with balm.

Edward nodded but Sam decided to leave that part until last. When he was ready to do so he took hold of the semi hard organ and looked into Edward's blue eyes as if to say 'shall I?' Edward smiled nodding slightly so Sam poured some balm into the palm of his hand and slid the cock through it. The organ soon became fully erect and since Edward didn't stop him he continued as he had done with him. Edward groaned with pleasure at the feel of Sam's hand rubbing the sensitive head. The lad was good at bringing a guy off and he loved the gentle way he moved the foreskin up and down to massage the large red head.

"Ah" Edward groaned as he felt his climax reaching its peak. Sam looked up and he could see Sir was urging him on so he gradually increased the pace until ribbons of hot cum were shooting out of the beautiful cock. Once he was done, Sam bent down and licked him clean. He loved the taste of Sir's cum.

"Shall I get dressed sir?"

"Up to you Sam but I'm not" Edward grinned and then added "You could always wear one of your thongs for a change." Sam beamed as he ran off into the other room to fetch one. He'd not worn one yet and he loved the idea of walking round with his butt on view.

When they walked through the hallway Sam paused. "May I ask sir, where does that door lead to?" It was as if the lad had read Edward's mind. He'd deliberately not shown Sam the semi basement room as yet since he didn't want to bring back bad memories but it was down there that some of his training as a sub would take place. Sam had found the door under the stairs to be locked so guessed it was a place he wasn't allowed. He'd also noticed the semi basement windows from the garden but they were shuttered so he couldn't see in.

Edward placed a hand on Sam's shoulder as they looked at the door. "It's my playroom but as it's a semi basement room I didn't feel it was the right time to show you until now. How do you feel about that, would you like to see it?"

"Yes please sir" Sam replied excitedly. He guessed what a playroom would include and he knew it wouldn't be toys, at least not children's toys!

Edward took the key off a hook in the kitchen and unlocked the door. He switched on the lights and led Sam down the stairs. The room was so much different to the one Peterson used to lock him in. This had light, and had soft carpet tiles to walk on instead of a stone floor. He noticed a leather sling hanging in one corner and a fucking bench in another. On one of the walls hung whips of various sizes but he knew they'd never be used on him. He also spied a spanking paddle and smiled. On a table there was an array of sex toys including dildos, butt plugs, vibrators and an electro unit. They were all things Peterson and his cronies had used on him but he knew Sir would use them properly and never hurt him.

"How do you feel about being down here?" Edward asked as he opened the shutters to let the early evening light in.

"I'm fine sir; I know down here I'll be safe with you sir".

"That's good news and I'm proud of you Sam because this must be the hardest part for you knowing what you've told me but I was thinking that perhaps it is time to start your proper training as a sub. How do you feel about that?"

Sam moved over to where Edward was standing and put his arms round his waist. "I'd love that sir". Edward chuckled. Sam had a lot to learn he could see.

"The first rule Sam is when we are in this room you are my sub so no affection is shown such as this. You stand with your arms down your side and your head lowered. You only speak to me when I ask you a question or of course if you need to call out one of your safe words. Outside of this room you may show whatever affection you like apart from when you're at the club. In other words, this room is an extension of the club. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir" Sam replied immediately dropping his hands down his side and lowering his head to look at the floor. Edward grinned. Sam was a fast learner he could see.

"Come on then, let's have our meal and then we can come down here for a short session afterwards". Sam's heart jumped with joy. At last he was going to be trained as a proper sub instead of a sex slave. He couldn't wait.

"So what's on the menu this evening?" Edward asked as they made their way back upstairs.

"Sausages and mash sir; should be ready in half an hour sir".

"Excellent, in that case I shall go and enjoy a pre-dinner whisky". Sam now knew how Sir liked his whisky so ran ahead and prepared one for him. As he passed it to Edward he pulled Sam down to kiss him. "Thank you, now off with you and do what you have to and call me when it's ready". Sam grinned as Edward patted his butt. He was so happy.

"Those sausages were perfectly cooked; just how I like them" Edward commented when he'd cleared his plate. Sam beamed. He loved receiving praise from Sir, especially when he'd done something new. He'd never cooked sausages before so he'd been slightly concerned about doing so but decided it was something he had to learn.

When they'd finished their meal and Sam had cleared up the dishes Edward told him to sit across his knees facing him. He placed his hands on Sam's waist and looked him in the eyes. "Now, are you quite sure you're ready to start your sub training?"

"Yes sir, definitely sir". Edward smiled at Sam's enthusiasm but he wanted to give him one last chance before proceeding.

"Okay, now there's one other rule that applies when you're in the playroom. Whenever you're down there you are naked". Sam grinned knowingly and said he understood.

"What about when I come to the club sir?" In the past whenever Peterson had taken him he'd been stripped almost as soon as he arrived and remained shackled naked. Edward explained that at the club he'd wear one of his thongs as worn by other subs unless the Dom he was with at the time required him naked.

"So, I'll see you down in the playroom in ten minutes. Understood?"

"Yes sir"

Edward went upstairs to change into his gear which consisted of a pair of leather chaps which showed off his naked butt to perfection, a leather harness and short leather boots. It was similar to what he wore at the club when he was on duty for the evening session except instead of chaps he wore tight fitting leather trousers which showed off his attributes at the front rather well.

When he entered the playroom he found Sam standing naked in the centre of the room with his hands down his side and his eyes facing the floor. Sam tried to peer out of the corner of his eye to see what Sir was wearing but all he could see were the leather chaps and his boots but he guessed what was on the top half since he'd seen what a Dom normally wore at the club enough times.

Edward sat down on a sofa and indicated for Sam to come over to him.

"When you are with your Dom in the presence of others and at the club you should always kneel beside him or sit by his feet. You may use a cushion if you wish. You never stand until your Dom indicates for you to do so." Sam nodded and immediately knelt down beside Edward's legs on the cushion that was already on the floor. Edward smiled at his immediate obedience and gently rubbed his hand over his head. He liked that and it made him feel wanted. Edward then lifted his chin for him to look into his eyes. Sam felt his whole body shiver with excitement. He so loved those blue eyes.

"Now, are we ready lad for some sexual activity?"

"Yes sir" Sam replied enthusiastically. He had a feeling what Sir had in mind was more than just a wank.

Edward stood up and Sam waited to be told to stand also. Once he felt Edward's hand on his shoulder he looked up expectantly. Edward gently lifted him by his arm and led him over to the fucking bench. Sam's heart raced with excitement. Was he now going to feel what Sir's cock felt inside him?

"Bend over the bench lad". Sam obeyed immediately without any concern about what was going to happen. He trusted Sir implicitly. Besides he had his safe words to use should he need them. 'Grapes to pause and cucumber to stop' he reminded himself.

Sam felt Edward's big hands gently rub over his naked butt. His cock immediately stood to attention. Edward then lightly smacked his butt which made it react even more. There was no sting like he had when Peterson had smacked him, in fact it was more of a caress than a smack and he liked it. Edward then reached round and held his erection which made him gasp for a moment. "Don't forget lad that you can't come until I say you can; is that clear?"

"Yes sir"

Edward then gave him two or three more smacks which were harder and reddened his skin slightly but they were still enjoyable. He then poured some lube across the puckered entrance and fingered it; first with one finger and then two. As he pressed the fingers in and probed he hit Sam's prostate which made him groan with pleasure. Sir knew exactly the spots to hit to obtain the maximum pleasure. Having opened him up, Edward slipped in a small dildo. Sam took it easily so he replaced it with a larger one. Even this went in easily but felt so good.

"Oh yes sir, that's good" Sam exclaimed unable to control his feeling of pleasure.

"You're talking too much" Edward giggled and lightly slapped the side of Sam's butt.

"Sorry sir"

After about ten minutes of having his arse opened up with the dildo, Edward told him to climb into the sling.

"I want you to watch me take you for the first time" Edward grinned. Sam's heart beat faster at the thought. At last he was going to feel Sir's cock inside him.

Having climbed in and slipped his ankles into the leather stirrups he held the hand straps above his head. Again it felt so much nicer than being shackled like Peterson did to him even though he never minded shackles but like this he felt he was about to be made love to and not used as a sex slave. First of all Edward ran a whip gently across his skin that was made up of short leather thongs. Not once did he use it as a whip, just to excite his nerve endings. As he did so Sam admired Edward's leather harness across his shaved chest. He looked further down and could see a large bulge already forming beneath the leather chaps so he knew he was getting his Sir excited and that made him feel good. His own erection was bobbing up and down as the whip tickled his skin. Every so often Edward ran it up and down his shaft making it jump with joy. He then turned his attention to the prize goal. He dragged the leather thongs across Sam's hole and watched as his cock twitched with excitement. He knew Sam was aching to have him inside and so was he.

"Before I take you Sam I want to ask you something". Sam looked intently into Edward's eyes wondering what he was about to say. "Seeing that your test results from the doctor were all satisfactory, I'd like to fuck you without protection; are you willing for me to do that Sam?"

Sam gasped; he'd never thought Sir would want to do that since he knew the club's rules were that protection should always be used despite what Peterson did to him but to feel Sir's cock inside him raw sent him to a higher level of excitement.

"It's your choice Sam and if you say no then we'll use condoms; obviously sex with anyone else will always be with condoms without fail; is that understood?"

"Yes sir and yes I'd love you to fuck me bareback"

Edward smiled and bent over to kiss him. "Thank you; just between us then; understood?"

"Yes sir" Sam replied as he watched Edward unfasten the front of his leather chaps and expose his erection. He could see the pre-cum glistening at its head and he licked his lips with anticipation. He then watched Edward slick his cock with lube and line it up with his open hole. It looked big but he knew he could take it. God he'd taken unspeakable items much larger than that up his arse during the past two years.

He closed his eyes and relaxed as the large head breached his entrance. It slipped in as if it was made for him and soon he could feel the rest of the shaft moving inside. Edward was groaning with pleasure as his skin rubbed against Sam's. It was even better than he'd imagined and for a moment his mind went back to the first time he'd taken his last lover. That first time was always such a special moment and one he would always remember.

Having checked that Sam was okay he slowly increased the pace of his thrusts hitting Sam's prostate each time. Sam was in heaven and tears of joy filled his eyes. As Edward fucked, he gently massaged Sam's erection but he didn't want him to come just yet. He had something else to pleasure him with before that took place. He loved fucking a guy in a sling since it provided the perfect height for him and it meant he could look into the eyes of the guy receiving. He could see that Sam was in heaven which was exactly where he wanted him to be. Sex was to be enjoyed not endured as he'd had to do during the past two years with Peterson.

Finally Edward reached his peak and he let himself go. Sam could feel the warm juices fill him up and he felt so good. At last his Sir had coupled with him and left his seed inside him. He now felt they were a true couple even though he had no idea what was going to happen at the end of the six month contract but that was many weeks away yet so plenty of time to enjoy this.

When Edward had come down from his high, he bent forward and kissed Sam. "Thank you, that was beautiful; now it's time to give you the best climax you've ever had". Sam grinned wondering what was to happen. He watched him go to the bench and pick up the electro unit. For a moment he tensed remembering what Peterson had done to him but he knew that Sir would not subject him to that same level of pain.

"Have you experienced this before?" Edward asked hoping that Sam would say he hadn't but as soon as he saw Sam's face he knew the answer. "Ah, I take it Peterson used electro equipment on you did he?" Sam told him what Peterson had done which was to slip two metal jubilee clips round his cock and connect these to a twelve volt battery. He also fixed metal nipple clamps to him and connected those to the battery. When the current was switched on Sam felt electrical shocks shoot through his body until he nearly passed out. Peterson seemed annoyed that Sam's cock didn't react to the electrical current so whipped him whilst the current flowed.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Sam; in that case we won't do what I had in mind."

"No, please sir I trust you and I want to experience how it should be done; if you say I'll enjoy it then I believe you sir; please, do it." Edward looked at him unsure but on the other hand if Sam did see how wonderful it could feel then that would hopefully expunge what he remembered from the past.

"Okay, but if you want me to stop or pause don't forget to use your safe words lad". Sam nodded and watched Edward fit a strap round the base of his erection and another just beneath the head which was now bright red with anticipation. When Edward switched on the current a tingle ran through his cock which felt wonderful. Gradually the current was increased until his cock was twitching with excitement.

"Hold your climax for as long as you can lad but when you feel you can't hold it any longer you may let it go."

Sam felt his seed rise but did his best to hold it from erupting. The tingling sensation was just wonderful. If Sir had touched his sensitive cock or put his lips round the head he knew he would have shot his load but so far he managed to hold it back.

"Ah, fuck" he cried after several more minutes when he could no longer stop the eruption. Then ribbon after ribbon of white creamy cum shot out of his cock landing on his chest. The first eruption came out with such force that it landed on his face much to Edward's amusement as he watched on.

"Fuck... that was like nothing I've ever experienced before sir; thank you sir."

Edward grinned and bent over him and kissed him. As he did so he couldn't resist licking up cum that was on Sam's face. It tasted so good and he knew he wanted so much more.

"Come, let's go and shower and go to bed; now we can make love as nature intended". Edward couldn't wait until they were true lovers. He wanted and needed him now.

Sam was so happy that he was out of the sling and up the stairs before Edward had time to check everything was locked up and the lights were off. "I want to shower with you lad" Edward called up laughing as he did so.

"Yes sir; just getting the water ready for us"

Once they'd showered and held each other, they went to bed. Erections were soon high again and this time Edward penetrated Sam from behind whilst lying on their side. As he fucked the beautiful arse, he massaged Sam's cock. Perhaps one of these days he'd let Sam fuck him but not before he was definitely his lover. A Dom generally always fucked his sub.

Sam's training went far better than Edward had ever imagined. He was quick to learn and despite thinking that his experiences with Peterson would make it more difficult it was in fact like training a completely virgin lad. He soon realised that Peterson hadn't wanted him as a sub; all he'd wanted was to use him as a sex slave.

They were now five months into the six month contract and almost daily Sam wondered what would happen to him when the period came to an end. Edward had not made any mention so he hadn't like to raise the issue either. One thing Sam had learnt was that when Edward was good and ready he would do so. He now accompanied Edward to the club whenever he was the duty Dom for the evening session so he'd do his chores during the day and after they'd eaten an early meal he'd walk round with him. He enjoyed being at the club despite odd reminders of what Peterson had done but all the other subs were nice to him as well as their Dom. Sometimes he'd just kneel on the floor beside Edward at his desk or he'd join in with whatever was going on in the public room. He also spent lots of time with Ray who he now viewed as a valued friend and they frequently had long chats about things.

"So has your Sir said what is going to happen at the end of your six month contract Sam?" Ray asked one day. Sam shook his head somewhat despondently. "I take it you'd like to be his sub then?" Sam nodded. "To be honest Ray, I've fallen in love with him; I shall be heartbroken if I have to go with another Dom."

"Have you told him your feelings?"

Sam looked at Ray as if he was mad. "How can I tell my Dom that I love him; surely I can't do that, can I?"

Ray laughed remembering how he'd fallen in love with Len before Edward had matched them up. "You could drop a few subtle hints; besides it's fairly obvious that he's madly in love with you".

"Do you reckon?" Sam asked with amazement although he did have an inkling that was the case but wasn't too sure whether it was just his mind wishing it to be.

"I reckon" Ray replied laughing and gave Sam a big kiss, "Just let it drop whilst you're having sex; it's surprising what you can get away with when your Dom is fucking you like mad and on a high". Sam laughed. He was learning so much from Ray.

Sam was busy cleaning when he heard the doorbell ring. Edward was at the club and as usual he never opened the door unless he was expecting someone such as Ray to come round. He switched off the vacuum cleaner and tiptoed to the front door to peer out of the spy hole. To his horror, Peterson was standing there.

"Come on Sam, open up" Peterson shouted as he banged on the door. Sam froze before slinking back to the kitchen wondering what to do. He then thought he'd better check that the side gate was locked although he was sure it was since Edward was very particular about keeping that locked at all times. He crept round in his bare feet and saw it was before creeping back into the kitchen. He locked and barred the kitchen door and crept back into the hallway.

"Sam, open up you little fucker"

In no way was he going to do that so he crept upstairs. Once up there he called Edward. "Don't do anything Sam; I'm on my way; just stay wherever you are and don't let him see you". Edward sounded as if he was panicking which didn't help Sam to calm down so he just waited for Sir to arrive and deal with the fucker outside. He could still here him shouting abuse and banging on the door and the front window. Thank god he couldn't get round the back but he didn't put anything past Peterson. The man was mad.

Edward grabbed Don who was on security duty that afternoon and they ran round to Edward's house. Outside they saw a Ford van and Edward knew instinctively it was the one that Peterson had used to transport Sam around.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Edward shouted when he was nearing the house. Peterson looked round somewhat shocked to see Edward and Don running towards him. He staggered as he got to the gate and Don grabbed hold of him slamming him up against his van. Whilst Don held him, Edward moved right up close and shouted "What the fuck are you doing?" Peterson cringed at the ferocity of Edward's voice. He was being held firmly by Don who was much larger than him in any event so he was a sitting target for whatever Edward wanted to do to him.

"Just thought I'd come and see how young Sam is doing; was worried about him" Peterson said as he regained his composure.

"Bullshit; besides, what makes you think he's here?"

"Heard someone in there so it must be him; heard the vacuum cleaner"

"Yes, my cleaner is in there cleaning the house"

"Why didn't he open the door then?" Peterson asked grinning thinking he'd flawed Edward.

"Because, he's been told not to open the door to scum like you now fuck off before I call the police and get them to arrest you for stalking me; oh and whilst I'm at it I will give them the other evidence I have on you; got it?" Edward poked Peterson in the chest who was looking somewhat pallid. He'd taken some drugs before coming out and was now feeling the effect as he opened the door to his van and Don pushed him in telling him to fuck off.

Once he'd driven off, Edward opened the front door and called out for Sam. There was no answer so Edward rushed upstairs asking Don to check downstairs. Edward found him curled up in a ball on the bed shivering with fright. 'Fuck Peterson' Edward cursed under his breath. Sam was getting on so well, now the bastard had brought it all back again. He felt like killing the man. Although Sam still had nightmares every so often they were far less frequent and Sam knew that his Sir was always beside him when he did have one so felt safe once he'd woken up.

"Found him Don" Edward called out as he led the frightened Sam downstairs and into the living room. Don looked at Edward and could see love oozing out of him for the lad. For a moment he felt envious. He'd never had a sub for his own preferring to remain alone and be serviced by other subs as and when they were interested in doing so. Some subs were more than happy to do so, provided their Dom gave them permission. He liked Sam and could see why his boss was fond of him; in fact it looked more like love but he dare not say anything even though he'd known Edward for some five years now.

"Thanks Don, I'll take it from here; I'll be back at the club shortly"

"Do you want me to give that bastard a lesson he won't ever forget? I could arrange it sir."

Edward was tempted to say yes but instead thanked Don for the offer and he'd bear it in mind.

Don took his leave and left Edward to calm Sam. "Come on Sam, let's sit down and have a cuddle" Edward whispered as he led a shaking lad to the sofa. Once in Edward's arms Sam slowly calmed down. He knew it was stupid but the sight of Peterson brought everything back to him.

"I'm sorry sir" he whispered with tears in his eyes.

"Don't be daft Sam; there's nothing to be sorry about; it's that bastard who should apologise."

After a while Sam did calm down sufficiently for Edward to make him a cup of tea. When he'd drunk it he suggested that Sam go and get dressed and accompany him back to the club since he was duty Dom that evening. He decided he'd order a pizza to be delivered to the club and give Sam a night off from cooking.

The next evening Don asked his boss if he could have a word in private. Edward nodded and asked Sam to leave them. "Go and enjoy yourself lad" so Sam left and went into the public room. Edward invited Don to sit down and admired his massive frame. He liked Don. He was built like a tank and made a perfect security guy but he also knew that as a Dom he was the kindest gentlest guy he'd ever had the pleasure to train. It always surprised him that he'd never taken a sub for himself.

"I've met two guys sir, they are twins now age twenty one and they'd like to join the club and be trained by you as subs." Edward looked at Don guessing there was more to the request since all they had to do was make an application.

"Why do I get the feeling there's more to this than a normal application?" Don grinned. Edward was always one step ahead.

"When they were sixteen and homeless having been chucked out of home for being gay they were picked up by Peterson. You can guess what he used them for."

"Fuck, poor guys; are they mentally scarred like Sam?"

Don explained that because they were twins and supported each other they'd fared better than Sam. Even so having heard what Peterson did to them made Don's blood boil. Edward said he knew the feeling.

"The thing is sir they want to teach Peterson a lesson he will never forget because they know he's still at it. They also think he's auctioning lads off to the highest bidder in addition to his drug dealing. I've said I'll help them."

Don then went through the plan. "Ingenious but it seems risky for the young lad you plan to use as bait."

"Don't worry sir, Peterson won't have a chance to lay a finger on him."

"Okay so what do you want from me apart from accepting their membership once Peterson has been dealt with?"

"We need to speak to someone who knows the house Peterson now uses. He's moved since the twins knew him."

"You want to question Sam?" Don nodded hoping against hope that his boss wouldn't say no.

In view of the latest appearance by Peterson, Edward was very tempted to agree. He'd tried to gain membership a month ago using a false name and photo but Edward had smelt a rat and rejected the application. He assumed Peterson wanted to gain inside information on Sam's whereabouts.

"Okay but only if Sam is willing to speak to you and I must be present". Don was happy with that so it was agreed that he would bring the twins to Edward's house. Edward decided Sam would feel more comfortable at home than in the club.

"Is their ultimate plan to put him away for good?"

"God no, but whether he'll survive what they have in mind is another question" Don grinned. Edward said he didn't want to know. The less he knew the better.

"Anything else?" Edward asked seeing that Don was still sitting there.

"They also need to hire a car for four days. I don't want to use mine just in case someone notes the registration so they plan to hire one to use for our return from his house. The problem is the cost; we were wondering if you'd be willing to pay for it sir.

"And whose name will be used to hire the car?"

Don grinned. "Frank Peterson". He then explained that once they'd abducted him they'd take his driving licence and one of the twins would go to a backstreet hire company to hire the car. "The chances of them checking the photo ID is slim apparently. And you'll get the money back because one of the twins is an IT expert and reckons that once he has access to Peterson's computer he can log into his online bank and transfer money to another account without trace. In fact the plan is to clean Peterson out so the money can be given to a charity that supports young people who are homeless because of their sexuality."

Edward grinned. He liked it. If Peterson did come through this he'd find he'd lost everything. Clearly these three had thought the plan out very carefully and although he didn't want to know exactly what they planned to do with Peterson he would definitely support them.

When Edward spoke to Sam about Don and the twins wanting to question him about the house where Peterson lived he was surprised at his reaction. He'd expected Sam to freeze at the mention of the name but instead he said immediately that he'd do anything to see the bastard brought down. He knew about Peterson auctioning boys off and had expected to be one of them in due course.

"I'll do whatever it takes to stop that bastard" he exclaimed. Edward was proud of him and pulled him into his arms for a kiss. He also decided that he'd make Sam his permanent sub if that was what he wanted but first he wanted to get this Peterson issue out of the way.

Don brought the twins round to see Edward and Sam two days later.

"This is Dean and this is Neil sir"

"Good evening sir" the twins said in unison as they shook Edward's hand. Both had blond hair and hazel eyes and were almost identical. Edward could see why Peterson would have been interested in them. He must have thought Christmas had arrived early when he found them.

"This is Sam" Edward said as he indicated for the other three to sit down. Sam smiled but Edward could sense he was feeling nervous and tense. Sam was about to kneel on the floor at his feet but Edward told him to sit beside him so he could put his arm round him.

"Okay" Edward said directing his words to the twins, "Don has told me roughly what you plan which is all I want to know; the least Sam and I know what you plan to do to Peterson the better, so what information do you want from Sam?"

Neil, who seemed to be the one in charge of the operation leaned forward slightly and smiled at Sam.

"We understand that like us you were used and abused by Peterson so we know what you went through but what we want to know is the layout of the house he now lives in. The plan is to abduct him in Soho when he picks up Sean, the young lad we're using as bait, but just in case we can't do that we will be following them to his house and then abducting him there so we need to know the layout."

Sam said that was easy. He'd spent two years being taken round most of the house and he could remember it as if it was yesterday. He immediately drew a plan of both floors labelling the rooms and indicating where the door to the cellar was situated. He also indicated which rooms Peterson tended to use the most when he was on his own or with a boy.

"What about external doors?" Neil asked.

Sam said the front door was on the side of the house where he parked his van and there was a back entrance leading into the kitchen. He also pointed out on his plan a back gate which led out onto a road behind the property.

"Excellent" Don interrupted, "We can use that when we finally leave the house and you Dean can pick us up on that road so it's away from any neighbours who may be around."

"When are you planning to use the bait?" Edward asked.

"A week on Friday" Dean replied, "Neil is a nurse so knows all about drugs and stuff but I'm an IT expert and I've already managed to intercept the mobile calls from the guy Peterson uses to scout for boys. It seems when he's found a likely candidate he'll take him to a bar and then call Peterson who drives into Soho and befriends the boy before taking him back to his place. So the plan is that I will pretend to be the other guy who won't know that I've intercepted his phone calls and if Peterson rings him back it will be me that's answering."

"Won't Peterson recognise that it's not the usual guy calling?" Edward queried.

Don laughed. "Dean here is a master of disguises and can take off almost anyone as well as make himself look like the person, at least facially, hence why we reckon the car hire company won't query the photo ID. From what we know of Peterson he gets over excited when he thinks he has another victim so is not that careful.

"He's generally on drugs as well most of the time" Sam added.

Neil thanked Sam and said the information he'd provided was most useful. Sam beamed feeling he'd made a useful contribution.

"And young Sean; how reliable is he do you think?" Edward asked.

"Oh he's good" Neil replied, "Once he'd heard what Peterson has done to boys in the past he was only too willing to help. As you may know he's homeless at present, in fact he's sharing our bedsit but that's only short term since it's not big enough for three of us, that's why we were wondering if you sir could accommodate him whilst he's being trained as a sub."

"Has he said he wants to be a sub?"

"Yes, definitely, as Dean and I do, hence our application to the club; I do so hope you'll accept us sir; we've heard a lot about you and the D&S Club and very much want to join, as does Sean if you'll have him."

Edward smiled. The twins were confident individuals and knew precisely what they wanted despite having spent almost two years being abused by Peterson. "How did you get away from Peterson by the way?"

"He was on the point of placing us in an auction so one night when he was drugged up to the eyeballs we managed to escape. We had to move out of London for two years but he seems to have stopped looking for us now so we decided to come back and get jobs here. When we met Don and we heard about Peterson being ejected from your club sir and what he'd done to Sam we made it our mission to do something about him. I can promise you sir and you Sam that by the time we've finished with him he'll wish he'd never been born."

"Okay, say no more, neither Sam nor I want to know what you have planned but regarding your applications to the club I can say that I've taken up your references and I'm happy to accept you on the normal contractual conditions for training as a sub. If you get through that training satisfactorily then you'll be granted full membership. With Sean, I need to see him and assess him before making a decision but I am willing to house him in the short term as soon as he's done what is necessary for your plan and whilst I assess him."

"Thank you sir, we can't thank you enough, and you Sam, you've both been most helpful."

Edward smiled. Young Neil knew how to butter people up to get what he wanted but he respected him for it. He also knew he'd be a handful for any future Dom but time would tell.

"We're on" Don told Edward when he called him on the Friday evening. Dean had called Peterson pretending to be his usual contact and said there was a young eighteen year old ripe for picking. He'd told Peterson that he'd taken Sean to a gay bar and was plying him with drink until Peterson arrived. Neil and Don were waiting by the multi-storey car park they knew Peterson generally used. Dean had also told Peterson to call him as soon as he'd parked up.

Right on cue, Peterson arrived in his van and parked. Don called Dean who immediately left Sean on his own with a half drunk pint of beer. Dean called Peterson to say he'd had to go and see someone else for a drop, which Peterson assumed was a drug deal, but would meet him back at the car park once he'd picked up Sean. Having explained where Sean was sitting in the bar and what he was wearing, Dean made his exit and kept a watchful eye to make sure Peterson turned up and found Sean. The other two quickly found the van and Don opened the back doors using his expertise at such things. Neil climbed inside and Don hid behind a nearby vehicle waiting for Peterson and Sean to arrive.

Peterson almost danced along to the bar. The thought of getting his hands on a nubile eighteen year old filled him with joy. Even his dick was reacting at the thought of what he'd do with the boy once he had him under his control but he knew to start with he had to make the boy think he was there to help and protect him. Once Dean saw Peterson go inside the bar and connect with Sean he hastily made his way to join Don.

"Hi, are you Sean?"

Sean looked up at Peterson and gave him a gloomy look. "Yeah, you want to finish my drink; I've had enough". It was the confirmation that Peterson had been told to expect if he he'd found the right boy. "Yeah, thanks" Peterson grinned as he downed the remaining half in one go.

Having watched him drink the beer, Sean put his arm round Peterson. "The other guy said he had to go".

"Yeah, he told me but don't worry boy, I'm here to take care of you."

"Are you really?; I've got no fucking home to go to."

"Don't worry boy, you can come back with me and I'll look after you" Peterson replied hardly believing he had such a gorgeous lad in his arms who was already all over him. He couldn't resist dropping his hand to feel the goods. The bar was packed so nobody would notice. When his hand came against a sizeable organ his own jumped with joy. "My, you're a big boy aren't you" Peterson grinned as he pressed his own erection up against Sean's thigh. Just to play things along, Sean dropped his hand to have a feel. He wanted Peterson to think he was up for anything.

"Fuck, so are you" Sean giggled.

"Come on then, let's take you home".

Sean followed Peterson out of the bar and they made their way to the car park. As they went, Peterson put an arm round Sean's waist and slowly slipped a hand down inside the back of his jeans which were part way down his butt. Since Sean had nothing on underneath his hand soon felt naked flesh, which made his erection grow even harder.

"Nearly there" Peterson said as they entered the car park and took the stairs to the first floor. Fortunately the place was quiet although almost full of vehicles. Don and Dean saw Peterson and Sean enter the car park area and ducked down beside the car they were using to hide them from view. Peterson had reversed the van into the parking space and was surprised to see how much room he'd left behind the vehicle but thought nothing of it assuming he'd misjudged the distance when he'd reversed in due to his excitement of getting his hands on another victim. In fact, Don and Neil had moved it forward slightly to give them more room to grab Peterson when the time came.

"Best if you get in the back boy; my mate will be joining us in a moment" Peterson said as he moved round to the rear of the van and unlocked it. As soon as he'd opened one of the doors a hand shot out and grabbed him. Within seconds Don and Dean had come up behind him and whilst Don grabbed Peterson and pulled his hands behind his back, Dean slipped a hood over his head. He was also feeling slightly woozy from the drug that Dean had placed in the beer Peterson had finished off.

"What the fuck?" Peterson yelled but before he knew what was happening Don was pushing him into the back of the van whilst Neil pulled him from within inside. Once he was in, Peterson had his hands and feet cuffed to fully restrain him. Compared to Don's large frame, Peterson was small so easily handled. The three abductors agreed that Dean would do all the talking using a disguised voice. Any communication between them would be done using sign language.

"You guys are so going to regret this" Peterson said as he struggled within his restraints.

"Shut the fuck up" Dean shouted as he closed the rear doors. Don pulled out a leather hood and held Peterson's face to the back of the van so he couldn't see his assailants. Whilst Don held him, Neil slipped the nylon hood off Peterson and fitted the leather hood. Peterson immediately recognised what it was since he'd used the same kind of thing on boys in the past. It had a small hole for his mouth and two small holes so he could breathe. Apart from those he was in complete darkness since there were no eye holes. He felt the hood locked round his neck with the small padlock and shuddered wondering what was going to happen to him next. He tried to speak again but Don held his hand over his mouth whilst Dean prepared the gag they were now going to fit. The mouth tube was pushed through the mouth slit in the leather hood and for a moment Peterson tried to resist accepting it into his mouth. He knew only too well what it was since he'd also used that on boys on many an occasion. Eventually he had to accept the tube since the pressure against his teeth was unbearable and he was afraid they were going to be broken. Once inside, the gag was strapped round his head. He was now gagged and could only grunt.

Once he'd seen Peterson was well and truly inside the van, Edward walked towards Sean who was standing nearby watching and waiting. Dean joined him and introduced Sean.

"This is Edward who will look after you Sean; you can trust him so it's okay; I'll come and see you once we've dealt with Peterson". Sean nodded looking at Edward who smiled and put an arm round his shoulder.

"It's okay lad, you're safe now". Sean smiled and relaxed slightly but he could still feel the adrenalin shooting through him. He was so glad that his part of the operation was over.

Edward and Sean watched Dean drive away before making their way out of the car park.

"Sorry, I don't have a car so it's a tube job I'm afraid" Edward chuckled as he led Sean along with his arm still round him. Sean felt safe and he liked Edward's easy way with him.

"Thank you for taking me in sir". Edward smiled. At least the lad was grateful and showing respect. "Where are we going sir?" Edward told him that he lived in Vauxhall not far from the club he owned. "Ah, the BDSM club that Neil and Dean mentioned; so are you going to train me as a sub sir?"

"Is that what you want Sean?"

"Yes please sir; I've always been interested in being a sub and having a master to tell me what to do; think it comes from having a domineering father who never allowed me to make any decisions of my own."

"And how did they find out you were gay; did you tell them?"

"Fuck no" Sean exclaimed before realising the language he'd used. "Sorry sir" he quickly added knowing that if he'd used such language at home his father would have beaten him with his belt.

Edward chuckled. "It's okay Sean; you'll hear that word used a lot in my world". Sean laughed having realised what Edward was getting at.

"So, how did they find out?"

"My mother found some gay porn in my room and tried to hide it from my dad but he found it. The shit hit the fan as it were and he told me that he wouldn't have a queer in his house so I packed a bag and left home. Hadn't a clue where I was going to go but somehow landed up in London. After two days of wandering around I met Dean and Neil and they took me back to their bedsit. We never had sex sir; they were just concerned about me wandering the streets. When they told me about this guy Peterson and how he abused young guys like me I was enraged so agreed to help them with their plan. The rest you know."

"So...have you ever had a gay experience with anyone?"

"No sir, not really, at least not apart from sucking guys off but nothing more than that."

"But you still want to be trained as a sub?"

"Definitely sir; there's no doubt in my mind about that; especially having talked to the twins about it".

Edward thought for a moment. "Okay, if that's what you want then I'll be happy to accept you for training but first we must get you home and get some food inside you; I imagine you're hungry."

Sean said he was and felt his stomach rumble. "Could I ask sir, who was the black guy with the twins?"

"Don? He's one of my security guys and is also a Dom. I trained him some five years or so ago; he's the nicest, kindest guy you could ever wish to meet despite what you saw tonight; his blood boils when he sees the likes of Peterson abuse young guys and use them as sex slaves especially when he heard at first hand some of the horrific things he did to my sub; you'll meet Sam when we get home but fortunately he's slowly getting over having been abused by Peterson for two years."

"The poor guy". Edward warmed to Sean and hugged him closer as they entered the tube station to make their way home. He had a feeling Sean would make a good sub and be a good friend for Sam.

Sam was waiting impatiently for Edward and Sean to get back home. He so hoped everything had gone to plan and that Peterson was now in the hands of Don and the twins. He'd asked Sir what to wear when he returned but all he'd said, "Whatever you feel most comfortable in". He'd pondered this for quite some time whilst he prepared the chicken casserole but eventually decided to wear a pair of the tight fitting shorts Sir had bought him some weeks earlier. He'd said it would look better than going round in his briefs all day although he still wore his thong on occasions. The shorts hugged his form and were made of a silky material. He chose the gold coloured ones which he felt showed off his slightly bronzed skin.

Suddenly his mobile rang and he saw it was Sir. "We're on our way back Sam so won't be long".

"Did everything go to plan sir?"

"Yes, perfectly; will tell you more when we get home".

"Hi Sean, I'm Sam". Sean gazed at the beauty before him and felt his body react as he shook Sam's hand. He just hoped that his erection didn't show as Sam helped him slip off his bomber jacket.

"Would you like to relax Sean before we eat or eat straight away?" Edward asked admiring the way Sam welcomed the new arrival.

"To be honest sir I'd like a shower first to wash off Peterson's smutty mitts. His hands were all over me as soon as we met and on the walk to the van he had his hand down the back of my jeans trying to finger me. I feel soiled sir."

Edward said of course he could and asked Sam to take Sean upstairs to the bathroom. Sam grinned wondering if he was going to see Sean naked and first took him to the room he'd prepared earlier.

"The bathroom is along the corridor" Sam said hovering in the doorway as Sean started to undress.

"Don't go, I don't mind you watching" Sean grinned. Sam wasn't going to let that opportunity go by so stayed where he was and watched Sean strip off naked. God he was beautiful, at least in Sam's eyes he was. Totally different to Edward but his young body seemed to shine.

"I'll show you the shower" Sam said as Sean moved up beside him and felt Sam's package. He was already getting hard just looking at the guy so Sean found plenty to feel.

"Nice" Sean grinned, "Hope you don't mind".

"Hell no" Sam replied and felt down to feel Sean's cock which was now growing nicely. They walked to the bathroom and Sam explained the shower settings. He then stood and watched Sean wash himself somewhat seductively for Sam's benefit; especially when he washed his crotch and ran the now fully erect organ through his soapy hand. He grinned at Sam through the glass who was feeling his own erection.

When Sean had rinsed himself and come out of the shower he stood looking. "Got a towel I can use?"

"Ah, sorry" Sam replied suddenly coming back to the present. His imagination had been running wild at the thought of what he'd like to do with Sean but knowing he was Edward's sub he doubted he'd have the opportunity. He quickly pulled out a clean bath towel from the airing cupboard and watched Sean dry himself. As he did so, Sean commented on how much he liked Sam's sexy shorts.

"You could borrow a pair if you wanted" Sam blurted out without thinking.

"Are you two not finished yet?" Edward yelled from the top of the stairs.

"Shit, I'm in trouble now" Sam muttered and hastily ran from the bathroom to find Edward standing on the landing. Edward glanced down at Sam's bulge and had to control his face from grinning. He'd guessed what had been going on but he wasn't going to let on.

"Sean would like to borrow a pair of my shorts; is that okay sir?" Sam asked keeping his eyes facing the ground. He didn't dare look into Sir's eyes conscious of the full erection that was blatantly obvious within his own shorts.

"Of course he can; they're your shorts to lend; come on snap to it" Edward smiled to himself. As Sam passed Edward to get to the room where he still kept his clothes he felt a large hand slap him on his butt. Secretly he loved it but didn't dare say anything. Instead he ran into the room to fetch the shorts.

"Are you feeling better now?" Edward asked Sean who was now standing stark naked just inside the bathroom doorway showing off an erection as large as Sam's. He didn't seem the slightest bit embarrassed which pleased Edward. It was always a good sign when a potential sub didn't worry about being naked in front of others.

"Yes sir, thank you sir"

"Okay, get your butt along to Sam and he'll give you a pair of shorts to wear."

"Thank you sir" As he passed Edward on the landing he too felt a large hand land on his naked butt with a whack. He grinned and ran towards where Sam was now holding out a red pair of sexy shorts. Edward watched him slip them on, stuffing his now diminishing erection inside.

"Come on you two, I'm starving"

Inside the van Frank Peterson was still trying to work out what the hell was going on. He couldn't make out if Sean was with them or not but he had a feeling he wasn't. Also what had happened to his contact who'd called him about Sean? Had Sean set him up or was this happening for some other reason? He was now lying on his stomach on the floor of the van and one of the guys was sitting on his legs to keep him from moving. Not that he could since his hands were handcuffed behind his back and he'd been fitted with shackles round his ankles which from what he could tell didn't enable him to walk much, let alone run. In addition he had the leather hood over his head and couldn't see a fucking thing. The two captors holding him had said nothing so he couldn't get any idea who they were. The only guy who'd spoken was now driving the van and he didn't recognise the voice.

Suddenly he felt his pockets being emptied of their contents. He felt his wallet being removed and his house keys. The wallet contained three hundred pounds, a hundred of which he'd planned to give to his contact for setting up the young lad for him. He couldn't remember anything else on him apart from his credit cards and driving licence inside his wallet. Next he felt his jacket being cut up the back. The guy must have been using a knife since in no way would it have ripped. He groaned since it was one of his expensive leather jackets and one which he rather liked. When the cut reached the collar and that too had been severed, he felt each sleeve being cut in order to remove the shredded jacket. His black silk shirt was the next to be cut to ribbons and he groaned as he felt that being ripped to shreds since it too was expensive and one of his favourites.

When his torso was naked he felt a latex covered hand rubbing up and down his back before reaching beneath him to unfasten the top of his trousers. 'Fuck, they're going to undress me'. Suddenly he felt the knife cut up each leg right into his groin. Strong hands ripped the soft leather until the back of the trousers had given way. A few more cuts and they too were removed from him in ribbons. 'Fuck, another expensive item of clothing gone for good'. Since he liked the feel of his naked skin against the soft leather, he never wore underwear so he was now stark naked. 'What the hell were these guys up to?' He was forty six for god's sake so hardly a youngster for using like he'd used so many boys over the years.

He then heard a polythene bag rustle as the remnants of his ripped clothes were stuffed inside. 'Tidy buggers if nothing else'. He was then roughly turned over and he felt naked to the world. His flaccid cock lay between his legs along with his floppy balls. He'd always wished he had a big cock like so many of the boys he'd used but even when he was fully erect it never became more than six inches long. At least it was thick so boys knew they had something worthwhile inside them when he fucked. He was however, proud of his balls. They were large and hung low in their ball sac.

One of the guys took his cock into his latex covered hand and squeezed it. If he'd been able to speak he'd have told him to fuck off but all he could do was grunt and wriggle. One of them sat across his legs again to pin him down and tied a rope round the base of his genitals. It was pulled tight and he could feel his balls swell since the blood flow had been cut off. The guy then played with his appendage and his balls whilst the van rumbled along. 'Where the fuck are they taking me?' he wondered trying to ignore the feel of the guy's hand round his cock. The problem was the organ had a mind of its own and was reacting slightly but he willed it not to get fully hard.

The van stopped and the back doors were opened. The cool autumn air hit his naked body and he shivered. He was dragged out and stood up. He felt the sharp shingle cut into the bare soles of his feet. They led him along a few feet with the rope round his bollocks being pulled tight so he had no option but to comply. Each time the rope pulled it caused a sharp pain to shoot through his balls. He heard a key open a door before being led inside. His feet felt a cold tiled floor and as he walked along a bit further he recognised the smell of the place. 'The fuckers have brought me to my house'. He wasn't sure if that pleased him or not but at least he knew where he was just in case he managed to get free, although the likelihood at present was zero. As he walked along the tiled hallway he realised how cold his house was. He normally wore clothes so had never noticed it whereas his boys had always been made to go around naked. Suddenly he felt the warmth from the kitchen which contained the large boiler that was supposed to heat the place and provide hot water. It did the latter reasonably satisfactorily but not the former although he'd never bothered to get it seen to. He was led to the front of the boiler and for a moment he basked in the warmth it provided. He then felt a blast of hot air hit him as the front of the boiler was opened. He could see in his mind's eye the flames flickering inside as the coke burnt and wondered what the hell the guys were doing.

"Get rid of his clothes in there" the voice said. Frank then heard the plastic bag being stuffed inside the boiler and he could see in his mind his beautiful clothes going up in flames. Not that they were beautiful anymore after what these fuckers had done to them. He heard his leather boots being chucked into a corner so at least they were still intact.

"Kneel boy" the voice shouted. Frank stood determined not to obey. "I said kneel" the voice shouted in his ear and he felt a sharp crack of a whip across his naked backside. He always left a whip at the ready since he used it frequently on the boys. He decided to obey rather than risk having another whip across his flesh.

He felt someone stand behind him and fit a thick rough leather collar round his neck. He knew immediately that it was the one he'd left on the table to fit on Sean once he'd got him home. When it was pulled tight he heard the padlock locking it in place. He tried to think where the key was before remembering it was on the key ring with his house keys. Suddenly he was bent over until his head was resting on the floor. His exposed butt was now high in the air. He felt a finger covered in latex run across his hole and held his breath. A hand grabbed his collar and a rubber butt plug was stuffed up his arse with such force that he gasped. God it hurt since no lubrication had been used. It was large and opened him up wide. He then remembered that was what he did to boys so now knew how painful it was. For some reason inflicting pain on others always turned him on but when it was done to him he hated it.

"You like that boy?" the voice shouted. Frank ignored the question. "I said do you like that boy?" Frank felt a hard whip across his back and then across one of his buttocks. Frank grunted not being able to say anything but even if he had it was certainly not going to be in the affirmative.

"Wag your tail boy to show you like it". Frank stayed still. "I said wag your tail boy" the voice shouted as another crack of the whip stung his back which now felt it was on fire. This time he decided to waggle his bottom and he felt the large rubber tail sway back and forth.

"That's better so in future when I tell you to do something boy, you do it. Understood?"

"Do you understand?" the voice shouted in his ear as he felt another crack of the whip across his back. Frank wagged his tail as if to say yes and also grunted whilst nodding his head up and down. He was then pulled back onto his knees and the gag was removed from his mouth.

"You fucking bastards" he shouted as soon as he could speak.

"Shut up" the voice shouted, and the whip cracked across his back again almost sending his head to the ground. "You speak when I say so; is that understood?" Frank decided to nod his head realising he was in no position to be belligerent.

"I want more than just a nod boy. Now do you understand?"

"Yes"

"Yes what?" Frank wondered what else to say although he knew what he always insisted from his boys.

"Yes sir"

"That's better; you see you can obey if you put your mind to it boy; I am your master now so you call me Master or Sir" the voice said gently as he reached round tweaking Frank's nipples. "So, what do you call me?" Frank pondered whether or not to humour the guy and whilst he was doing so he felt his nipples being pinched until he was in agony. "Yes sir or yes master" he replied. He was tempted to ask what was going to happen to him but decided to keep quiet. His back was stinging like hell and his hole ached with the butt plug stuffed inside him. He wasn't used to being fucked. It was him who did the fucking.

As he knelt there on the cold quarry tiles, he heard someone open the refrigerator and pull things out. "This looks tasty" the voice said to the others. Frank tried to think what he had in the fridge before remembering the meals he'd planned for himself and the young boy. He heard the cellophane being pricked with a fork and the meals being put in the microwave. His own stomach rumbled since he'd only had a sandwich at lunchtime and not had time to eat before his contact called to say he had another likely candidate. He hadn't managed to pick up a young lad for several months and he knew the guys who liked to take part in the auction were getting restless so he'd gone out immediately.

The food smelt good when it came out of the microwave. He heard plates being prepared and three chairs being pulled up to the table. The question in his mind was whether or not he was going to be fed but he didn't dare ask since he had a feeling to do so would result in another whipping. At least that was what he'd have done to a boy asking for food before being offered it.

The three ate in silence. All he could hear was the scraping of knives and forks across the plates. Slowly he relaxed back onto his haunches but as soon as he did so the whip was cracked across his shoulders and he was told to kneel up straight. His knees were killing him on the hard floor and despite the warmth from the boiler he was feeling cold.

When the three had finished eating he heard the plates being piled up in the sink. He wondered whether he'd be told to wash them up like he'd ordered his boys but he wasn't. Instead the rope that was still round his bollocks was pulled tight and he was told to stand up. He was led out into the hallway and he heard the door to the basement being opened. 'Shit, they're taking me down there'. He was roughly pushed down the stairs with the rope being pulled ahead of him so he had no option but to comply. The ankle restraints made it difficult to manage the stairs but slowly he did so until he was at the bottom. He was led over to the large padded table and bodily lifted onto it. One guy seemed capable of lifting him easily so he was clearly a large guy. He tried to think who he knew like that but couldn't bring anyone to mind. He still couldn't believe that his contact had set him up. Why should he since he made good money each time he found a likely candidate for Frank to pick up.

His hands were released but immediately fastened into the cuffs that were fixed to the table behind his head. In no way was he going to get out of those since he'd seen many a boy try to do so over time. His ankle shackles were also removed before they were pulled wide apart and fixed into the ankle restraints bolted to the table. As he lay there naked he felt completely exposed. A hand picked up his cock and played with it. The hand was still clothed in latex like a surgical glove.

"I desperately need a pee sir" he whispered. He'd not done so before he left the house earlier and had consumed two cups of tea before he left. He heard a chuckle from one of the guys. He then felt a plastic hose being placed over his cock. He knew immediately what it was since he'd used it on his boys when they had wanted to pee. In fact he'd often force them to drink lots of water or even beer and then press on their bladder until they were desperate to go. He got a kick out of watching a young lad pee into the clear bottle which he guessed was now connected to the plastic hose.

"Okay, pee" the voice said pressing down on Frank's bladder. He knew exactly where to press as if he'd had the same done to him at some point in time. Frank was so desperate that he relaxed and allowed the golden liquid to flow. At least it was relief. He must have almost filled the bottle before he finally came to a stop and the plastic hose was removed from his cock.

"Are you thirsty boy?"

Frank nodded before saying "Yes sir". His mouth was dry from being scared of what was happening to him but he hoped that perhaps the leather hood would be removed so he could see his assailants. His hope was soon dashed when he felt the tube from the gag being pushed back into his mouth. He knew immediately what was going to happen. He then felt a large funnel being fitted to the tube and heard the gurgling noise as water was emptied into it from a bottle. But it wasn't water, it was warm piss; his own warm piss. The voice told him that if he spilled just one drop he'd be punished. The words sent a shiver through his body since they were exactly what he used to say to boys when he forced them to drink their own urine.

He was then conscious of someone climbing up onto the table and standing astride him. Once the liquid inside the funnel had gone into his mouth and down his throat as best he could, although he knew some had spilled out of his mouth and was now running down his neck, he heard a flow coming from up above him. The guy was relieving himself into the funnel for Frank to drink. 'Fuck, I wish I was dead' he thought to himself as he swallowed like mad.

When the flow had stopped he took a deep breath and he heard the guy jump off the table. "You've spilt some you dirty boy" the voice said as he used the whip across Frank's stomach. He received six strokes of the whip and his stomach felt on fire. Then he received three whacks from a spanking paddle before having more down the inside of his thighs. His whole body was now on fire. His ankles were released and his legs were pulled right up over him. He felt his ankles being fitted into the leather hooks which he knew hung from the ceiling above the table. The ankle cuffs were locked into place so there was no escape. The butt plug had been roughly pulled out of him when he was laid down on the table so his hole was once again on view and wide open. Suddenly he felt what he assumed was one of his rubber dildos being stuffed up his arse. Again no lube was used and he winced as the hard rubber dragged against the flesh inside his arse. All he could do was grunt since the gag was still in place.

After several long hard thrusts with the dildo which nearly made him die with pain, it was pulled out and a metal dildo was put in its place. He could only think of one metal dildo that he owned and he knew what that did. He then felt nipple clamps being fitted that were joined with a chain. This was pulled tight and fastened with a longer chain to one of his ankle restraints. He remembered the last time he'd done the same to one of his boys who'd proved difficult so this was his punishment. As this was being done he could feel his cock being stuffed inside a plastic tube. 'Oh god not the penis enlarger' he groaned. The sound of the pump soon confirmed his worst fears and he felt his cock being sucked up the tube. The motor was on full speed and soon his cock felt as if it was being pulled off. As much as he tried he couldn't stop it reacting so when it was finally removed he had the makings of an erection.

"Okay then, let's give this boy some more of his favourite pastimes"

He felt the metal jubilee clips being fitted round his semi erection and he knew what was coming. The guy was right, he did enjoy watching boys cringe and wriggle as the electric current shot through them before finally shooting their load. Suddenly he felt the tingle of electricity shoot through his cock, up his arse and through the nipple clamps. He tried to ignore the effect it was having on him but his body had other ideas. As much as he tried he could feel his seed slowly rise which wasn't helped by the fact that someone was gently running leather thongs up and down his cock and over his balls.

"Come on boy, we want to see you shoot your load because you're being filmed boy and this is going to go on your website with the title 'Frank Peterson shoots his load' how do you like that?"

So they knew his name and knew about his porn website on which he placed all the films he'd made of his boys being fucked and shooting their load. Not that they knew or gave their permission but when he had boys they were his property and had no say in anything he did to them. Who the hell were these guys? He racked his brain trying to recognise the one and only voice but it eluded him. As he did so he could feel the electric current being increased until it was unbearable.

"Come on boy; it's time we saw what spunk you've got" the voice said as he lashed the side of Frank's butt.

He could hold his climax back no longer so let it go. Not that he shot much cum, he never did but unbeknown to him the camera had zoomed in on his pathetic offering.

"Fuck, that's not much is it guys? Perhaps his arse needs some attention to make his balls produce more cum."

Frank groaned with relief as he felt the electric current stop running through his body and the equipment removed. The metal dildo was yanked out and it felt as if part of his skin came away with it. The nipple clamps were left in place but the electrodes were removed. As he relaxed back he then felt a spanking paddle being used on his butt. It was relentless and didn't stop until his whole arse was bright red. As this went on the whip was used on the back of his legs and across his chest. His whole body burned.

When the spanking and whipping stopped, he heard one of the guys pick up the snooker cue from the rack nearby. 'Oh god, not that' he groaned to himself. Within seconds he felt the wooden handle being forced into his arse. It seemed never ending before it finally stopped right inside him. It was another of the horrific things he'd done to boys when he wanted to enjoy watching them in pain. The cue was thrust in and out so many times that he lost count but he knew it had been at least twenty before it was finally removed. His arse felt numb.

"Okay guys, let's fit up the mechanical fucker". Frank groaned knowing what was now to come. Why the hell had he done so many things to boys? As he lay there he could hear the machine being bolted to the end of the table and the hard rubber dildo being lined up with his hole. Any minute now he knew he'd feel it thrusting in and out of him. He wondered which dildo would be used on him since he had three; small, medium and large. Suddenly he found out; 'Fuck, the large one' which wasn't just large but enormous. Far larger than anything he'd ever had up his arse. The pain as it forced its way inside him was almost unbearable but he knew he could do nothing to stop it, just like the boys who'd been given the same treatment.

As the machine fucked him he was conscious of a needle going into his arm. "Thought you might like to sample some of your own drugs boy" the voice told him "And just to make it more interesting we've added some blood that's positive since that's what you caused me to become many years ago when you got guys to fuck me bareback day after day."

Frank froze. The thought of being positive was something he couldn't deal with. So at least one of these guys had been one of his boys in the past; but who?

"Want a drink of water boy?" Frank nodded since he couldn't answer as the gag was still in place. He felt the funnel being fitted again and this time clean water poured into it. He drank it all down savouring it as he did so.

"Oh, forgot to tell you boy that the water contained a concoction of all the other drugs you peddle so you should soon be on a high whilst the fucking machine fucks you senseless."

Frank groaned. If he'd really been fed all the drugs he dealt in then his heart could well give up.

"Come on guys, let's leave boy to enjoy his high and the fuck". Frank heard them leave him as they walked upstairs.

Slowly the drugs had their effect on him and he slipped into a coma, or at least what felt to be like one, but he was past caring.

Over the next two days and nights the three of them gave Peterson a taste of everything he'd done to the twins. They also injected more drugs into him and made him swallow others with drinks of water. They didn't once let him eat but each evening dragged him up to the kitchen to let him listen to them enjoying their meal. He was so hungry that he thought he was going to pass out but somehow the water kept him going. Neil's knowledge as a nurse knew precisely how far they could take things and keep him alive.

The next day whilst Don stayed behind to watch over Peterson, Neil and Dean went out to hire the car for their final get away which they decided in the end to just hire for twenty four hours. They parked it in the road behind Peterson's house and then drove the van round to the front. It was perfect since the road behind was just a country lane with no houses. Once they were back in the house, they went down to the basement where Peterson was strung up again.

"Who wants to fuck this boy?" Dean asked the others grinning. They'd not planned to do so but watching him being tortured with the fucking machine had made them feel randy. They all nodded and stripped off to get in the mood. Once they were all fully erect they stopped the fucking machine and got ready to fuck him one by one.

"For your information boy we're using protection since we don't want our naked cocks up your arse, but like you always do with your boys we're dispensing with the lube." Frank groaned as he felt the first dry latex covered cock thrust into him with force. The guy fucking kept thrusting in and out until he'd spilled his load. As soon as he was done, the next took his place followed by the third guy once he'd shot his load of cum. They all seemed to have big cocks that filled him up but by now his arse was numb so he could hardly feel them.

He was then released from the table and led upstairs to his bedroom. His ankles were tied with rope to the legs of the bed so they were wide apart. His hands were fastened with cuffs above his head to the iron bed head. More drugs were injected into him and a mask was fitted over his nostrils. As he breathed he could smell the strong odour of poppers from the soaked pad inside the mask. He was then left alone as he heard his assailants go back downstairs. Slowly he went into a state of unconsciousness.

"Operation completed sir" Dean told Edward when he called him from his mobile in the early hours once they'd returned the hire car and were on their way home. "If we may sir perhaps we can come round to see you tomorrow".

"What's happened?" Sam asked when Edward came off the phone. They'd been waiting for the call so hadn't gone to sleep.

"We shall find out tomorrow" Edward smiled as he pulled Sam into his arms, "Time to get some sleep lad".

Despite the short night's sleep, Edward woke at his usual time. He turned over and gazed at the gorgeous guy slumbering beside him. He was truly beautiful. He ran his hand lightly over Sam's hair and then down his back before feeling his morning erection which was lying there patiently waiting for some attention. He knew he'd probably wake Sam by doing so but he just couldn't resist it. He loved the guy with all his heart and as the weeks had progressed since starting his six month training contract, Edward realised he couldn't let him go. He so reminded him of his last sub and lover and he wanted to feel alive again. Sam certainly made him do that so he decided he'd talk to him that very morning. He'd put it off waiting for Sam to give an indication of his feelings towards him but when he really thought about it he was fairly certain that Sam felt the same way. As a sub he probably thought it wasn't up to him to say anything and was waiting for Edward to do so.

As he pondered, he felt his own erection getting harder by the second. He so wanted to feel connected with Sam again. They'd had many scenes in the playroom and Sam had learnt well. Even at the club he'd settled in and Edward had been pleased to see him having fun with other subs and even found him once servicing another Dom. It didn't bother him since that was what it was all about but when not in sub mode he wanted Sam to be his lover.

"Morning gorgeous" Edward smiled, when he saw Sam slowly wake up. Sam grinned one of his winning smiles and Edward's heart melted. How he loved those gentle innocent smiles. "How are we feeling this morning?"

"Okay, did you sleep well?"

Edward nodded as he gave Sam a morning kiss.

"I'd better get up and get your morning tea sir" Sam suddenly said starting to rise. Edward placed a hand on his chest and kissed him again.

"No hurry my love". Sam's heart skipped a beat. Did he hear correctly? Did his Sir say the love word? "I want to talk to you if you're not still half asleep".

Sam looked at Edward with slight concern in his eyes. He tried to think whether he'd done something wrong or forgotten something important. He tried his utmost to please Sir in every way but he was human and sometimes things didn't go quite how he'd planned or he forgot to do a chore that Sir had asked him to do.

"Don't look so worried" Edward chuckled taking Sam into his arms and moving so that Sam was beneath him. Sam could feel their erections rubbing together so guessed it was something good that Sir wished to say to him.

"Your contract ends in just over two weeks' time". Sam's heart slumped. He'd been waiting for this moment and he wasn't sure what Sir was going to decide. Since he'd given no indication of what would happen he was working on the premise that he was to be matched with another Dom. "Do you have any thoughts about what you want to do?"

"Do? Me?" Sam asked somewhat confused. He'd thought that as the sub he'd be told what was going to happen.

Edward smiled which made him relax slightly. "What I mean Sam is do you still wish to continue being a submissive and be with a Dom?"

"Yes, definitely so; I thought that was what the six month training was all about; to prepare me".

"It is but having almost completed it I just wanted to be sure you liked being a sub and wanted to continue".

Sam smiled, "Ah, yes of course, I love the life of being a submissive; have I completed the training satisfactorily sir?"

Edward grinned and bent forward to kiss him. "You've more than completed it satisfactorily; you're a natural as well as being kind, considerate and fucking gorgeous". Sam grinned. He liked that compliment and lifted his head to kiss Edward's lips which were only a few inches away from his as they spoke.

"And do you have any thoughts as to whom you'd like as your Dom?" Sam's heart slumped again. Was sir trying to say it wouldn't be him?

"I do" Sam eventually said having geed himself up to say what he really wanted.

Edward looked into his gorgeous brown eyes and waited. When no response came he asked "And who might that be?"

"You sir" Sam replied almost instantly. There he'd said it so now it was out.

Edward smiled and took Sam's head into his hands. "Thank you Sam, that's made me a very happy man; can I ask why me in particular?"

Sam looked into Edward's blue eyes wondering for a moment whether he should say what he really thought. 'Oh what the hell, let's go for it' he told himself. "Because I love you sir".

Edward felt his heart jump with joy. He was so hoping he'd hear those words. "Oh Sam, thank you because I love you too; in fact I love you with all my heart so would be honoured to have you as my sub and lover."

Sam felt tears of joy fill his eyes. It was the best news he'd heard forever. "Thank you sir; thank you so much".

For a few moments they just kissed and their erections grew what felt like another two inches. Both were so happy.

"Okay, later this morning we'll produce a permanent submissive contract but I'd like to talk to you about the lover part of our relationship if that's okay, or if you prefer we can deal with it all at the same time".

Sam said he was happy to talk here and now. He felt so happy and didn't want the feeling to subside for one moment.

"Right, well, to be honest I'm not looking for someone to be submissive twenty four seven. If you're agreeable I'd like to agree a formula that suits us both so that we both know when you're submissive and when we are just lovers. How does that sound?"

"What you mean I'd be a sub at certain times of the day or in certain places such as the club?"

Edward explained that was partly what he meant and that certainly when they were at the club together then Sam would be in the role of sub and probably whenever another Dom was in their presence outside the club.

"As you no doubt know Sam, when a sub has satisfactorily completed his training and is given full membership of the club, we have a collar ceremony". Sam nodded, he'd been present when a sub received his collar and he'd found it very moving. "So, what I suggest is that when I want you to be submissive I will fit the collar and when you feel like being submissive you will ask me to place the collar round your neck. In broad terms I envisage that being always at the club, when we are playing out scenes in the playroom downstairs and when another Dom visits us here. When we are in bed or just relaxing on our own we can both decide whether or not you are submissive or just my lover; would that be acceptable to you?"

Sam thought that sounded a brilliant idea and looked forward to undergoing the collar ceremony. Edward grinned and pulled him into a very passionate kiss. Oh god how he wanted to feel his cock inside him to cement their relationship. Up to now he'd always felt like he was fucking him as a sub, not as a lover.

"I love you so much Sam" Edward whispered once the kiss had ended. It had been full on with tongues dancing with each other and hands all over each other's body. He'd even felt Sam's fingers press into his hole which he'd never felt before and he liked it, in fact he liked it very much.

"Want to fuck you Sam" Edward gasped as they pulled out of yet another passionate kiss. Sam wrapped his legs round Edward's waist pulling them up as high as he could so that Edward could get his big hard cock into the perfect position. He loved being fucked by him like this and he wanted to feel that hot cock inside him.

Edward reached over for the lube and flipped open the top as they continued kissing and holding each other tight. He squeezed some over his fingers and reached down to feel Sam's hot hole. Fingers were soon inside excitedly exploring him. Suddenly Sam's whole body bucked as Edward hit his gland sending an electric current of excitement shooting through him.

"Fuck me please sir, fuck me". Edward lined his rampant cock up to the hole and slowly pushed it in. As he did so he made a mental note to get his lover not to call him sir when he was not in the submissive mode but now was not the time; what he now wanted was to feel his flesh ploughing into the wonderful guy in his arms.

"Oh yes, that feels so good Sam" Edward exclaimed. He was not sure he could control himself for much longer before exploding inside the beautiful arse that was now surrounding his cock.

"Yes, fuck me, let me feel your hot seed inside me" Sam gasped.

As Edward fucked, he held Sam's cock in his hand and massaged it as best he could since it was squeezed between Sam's stomach and his chest because he was leaning over trying to kiss him at the same time. Edward was holding his ankles wide apart and pressing them down hard as he fucked causing Sam's legs to be doubled over but Sam was young and supple. God this felt so good and Edward was so happy.

Finally his body took over and his climax reached its peak. Sam could feel Edward's cock exploding inside of him filling him up with lovely hot creamy cum. Oh god, how he loved that feeling and the look on Edward's face of utter contentment since he knew it was him that had caused that feeling and that made him feel so happy. To make it even better, Edward had told him to come at the same time and he did. He'd been trained how to control his sexual release and let it flow once his Dom told him to do so. Even though he knew this lovemaking was as lovers he still wanted to please his Sir.

"Oh Sam, that was beautiful". With his cock still inside Sam, Edward leant forward and they kissed. He could feel Sam's cum cover his chest but who cared. He was on top of the world.

After a few minutes of just kissing and holding each other, Edward was conscious of Sean standing outside the partly open door to the bedroom. Edward hated bedroom doors shut closed so always left it ajar. Besides, he wasn't ashamed of letting Sean or anyone else for that matter know how much he loved Sam and he was certainly used to having sex in the public room at the club where any Dom or sub could watch what was going on.

"You can come on in Sean if you want" Edward chuckled sensing that Sean was just standing there pondering whether or not to do so.

"Sorry sir" Sean said apologetically as he entered the room and saw Edward laying on top of Sam with his naked butt on show. "Thought you'd both like a cup of tea sir" Sean said slowly moving towards the bed. He was stark naked but being as nature intended never bothered him and Edward considered it a sign of a promising submissive.

Edward grinned and moved off of Sam, his semi erect cock slipping out as he did so. For a moment Sean just gawped at Edward's cock and then at Sam's. Okay he'd seen Sam's within the past few days and seen it fully erect but he'd never seen Edward naked, let alone with an erection even though it was rapidly softening.

"Are you going to just stand there lad or are we going to be given our tea?" Edward chuckled.

"Ah, sorry sir" Sean said as he moved forward and placed the two mugs of tea on the bedside table. Even Sam grinned, seeing Sean's slight embarrassment.

"You want to join us for a moment? Sam and I have something to tell you." Sean grinned. He certainly didn't mind staying longer so he could gaze at the two naked bodies before him so he went to sit on the side of the bed.

"Did you make yourself one?" Edward indicated to the mugs of tea.

"No sir; not really a tea drinker at this time of the morning"

"Okay; why don't you climb onto the bed and kneel in front of us whilst we have our tea and tell you our news?" Sean's heart jumped with joy at the thought of clambering onto Edward and Sam's bed and kneeling across their legs.

Having done so he found he was within touching distance of the two organs which were still semi hard. Being the natural submissive as he was, he lowered his head and gazed at them rather than look into Edward's eyes. When Edward had taken several sips from his tea he placed a hand on Sean's naked leg.

"Right, two bits of information" Edward started, "In fact three bits, now I come to think of it. First, Sam has agreed to be my permanent sub and second, he has agreed to live with me as my boyfriend". Hearing the term boyfriend made Sam's heart fill with pride. Sean looked at him and smiled. He was happy for Sam. Even in the few days they'd known each other he'd come to like him and hoped they'd be good friends.

"Congratulations sir, and you Sam, I'm very happy for both of you" Sean said wondering what the third piece of news would be.

"Thank you Sean" Edward smiled as he patted Sean's naked thigh which caused his cock to twitch with excitement. "Now, the third piece of news concerns you". Sean looked up in surprise.

"Me sir?"

"Yes, you Sean" Edward chuckled. "Have you decided whether or not you definitely want to be trained as a submissive?"

"Oh yes sir, there's no doubt in my mind about that sir". Edward smiled and patted the naked thigh once again causing Sean's cock to do another little dance.

"Excellent, then I'm pleased to inform you that I'm happy to take you on as a trainee sub even though you will be the youngest sub I've ever trained I think but from what I've seen over the past few days I think you'd make a Dom a good sub. Sean gasped. It was just the news he'd been waiting for because he hadn't a clue what else he'd do if Edward hadn't agreed to take him on. He'd not done that well at school because of his dominant father so he had no qualifications behind him and he wasn't that interested in doing unskilled work as a labourer or in catering or retail. When he'd met Dean and Neil and they'd told him about being a sub he'd known immediately that it was the life for him. He could see himself serving a Dom and doing whatever he wanted.

"May I ask a question sir?" Edward nodded. "When does my training start and with whom, oh and where will I live whilst being trained sir?"

Edward smiled. "That's three questions".

Sean lowered his head and blushed "Sorry sir, maths was never my best subject".

Edward smiled. He could see this lad was going to be a handful but he liked a bit of spirit and Sean certainly had plenty of that.

"As to when the training starts, it will start immediately and I'm pleased to see that you took the initiative to make me and Sam a morning cup of tea; with regard to who will train you I will do the initial training and oversee the full six months but I'd like to ask Don when he comes this morning to see if he's prepared to also do some with you since all the training will take place at the club; the third question needs some thought. To start with you are welcome to stay here with Sam and I whilst I see what accommodation can be found for you elsewhere. However, be assured you will not be out on the street with no roof over your head. Does that answer your questions lad?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir". Edward liked Sean. He was a natural submissive but would need firm handling.

Both Edward and Sam had finished drinking their tea and the mugs had been put back onto the side table. Sean continued kneeling across their legs waiting to be told when to leave. He could see both cocks before him were still looking excited and his own was doing the same as he continued to look at them but he didn't want to raise his head and look at Edward or Sam.

"I think some cocks here need some attention lad; how about it?" Sean glanced up and grinned before immediately bending forward to first suck Edward's and then Sam's. He flitted back and forth until both were rock hard again. Edward picked up the bottle of lube and told Sean to hold both his hands out so he could pour some into each of them. Sean got the message and immediately used both hands to massage the erections now proudly standing up. Having given both several strokes he went to give his own a quick massage.

"Leave it lad; I will tell you when you can service your own". Sean immediately went back to servicing the other two cocks and felt his face go red. He had so much to learn about being a submissive but he looked forward to it. Sam smiled knowing how he felt since he too had received the same admonishments from Edward in his early days of training. Now he knew as and when he could pleasure himself and it came natural to him.

Edward was impressed at the way Sean was massaging them. He'd clearly done this before with another despite him being a virgin when it came to penetrative sex. Either that or he was a natural.

After a few minutes, both Edward and Sam could feel their seed rising. Edward whispered to Sam that he could come whenever he wanted since he was not the submissive in the scene but he was so used to holding back until his Dom told him he could do so that he automatically sensed when Edward was about to reach his. When he could tell that Edward's cock was about to explode, he let his own go and ribbons of cum shot out both their cocks at much the same time, much to Sean's delight.

Having shot their second morning load, Edward reached forward and took Sean's erection into his hand. It was already leaking pre-cum and clearly ready to spill.

"Okay lad, now you can massage yours and come over me". Sean glanced up at Edward and hastily commenced wanking. He so loved being told what to do and it made his cock become even more excited. After just a few strokes of his hand he could feel himself about to come.

"Ah fuck" he yelled as the white creamy cum shot out his cock and over Edward's chest. He continued massaging until every last drop had been expelled. It was the best and most intense climax he'd ever experienced.

"Thank you sir" he finally said having taken a deep breath.

Edward smiled. He loved watching a submissive shoot his load and Sean had plenty to spill. "Now go get a flannel and clean me up lad" he instructed. Sean immediately jumped off the bed and ran into the en-suite. When he returned he crawled back on and gently cleaned his spunk off Edward's chest. As he did so he glanced up at Edward and smiled. Edward patted his head before pulling him into a kiss on the lips. It was not passionate like the way he kissed Sam but Sean appreciated it in any event. Sam looked on feeling proud of how his lover treated Sean. He too had appreciated the way Edward treated him in their early days but now he was Edward's official lover and a shiver excitement shot through him. Life couldn't be better.

"Okay, off you go and get showered" Edward told Sean giving him a slap on his naked butt as he climbed off the bed. Sean ran off feeling on top of the world. Once he'd gone, Edward took Sam's hand and led him into the en-suite to have their shower together.

Soon after they'd finished breakfast, Don and the twins arrived to give Edward an update on where things were with Peterson. He took them into the room he used as his home office leaving Sam and Sean to clear away the breakfast things. He didn't want either of them to hear what had gone on and to be honest neither did he want to know all the details, just sufficient to know whether Peterson was likely to cause any more problems in Sam's life.

"So?" Edward asked once the door had been closed and the three had sat down in front of Edward's desk.

"I think it's safe to say that Peterson will not be bothering anyone again" Dean said.

Edward asked why he was so sure and Neil explained that if he survived the concoction of drugs they'd given him then he deserved to survive. "My guess is he'll have lost consciousness an hour or so after we left and not regain it".

"And what happens if someone finds him and he's taken into hospital?" Edward asked rather concerned that things could turn nasty if the police got involved.

"Don't worry sir" Don intervened, "we took every possible precaution to keep our identity secret and wore surgical gloves the whole time so our finger prints won't be found and the only vehicle that could possibly have been seen going in and out was Peterson's van with a person driving that looked very much like him in the dark."

"Also sir" Neil added, "If he does end up in hospital I will know about it".

"How come" Edward asked, "I thought you worked in the STD clinic".

"I do sir but if he's taken to hospital it will be to the one where I work and I have access to the computer system that records all emergency intakes. I shall keep an eye on that over the next few days. If his name doesn't come up on the system then we can be certain he didn't make it."

"Fuck, I do so wish there'd been some other way"

"Edward, don't worry" Don said, "The guy deserved all he got and Dean has cleaned out his bank accounts and left his computer fully accessible to the police who will no doubt be called in once he's found. When they find that they will see what he's been up to; a porn website onto which he placed most of the footage of boys being abused plus loads of evidence of auctioning boys along with names and contact details of the purchasers so they too are going to get a nasty shock in due course."

"And we placed a film onto his website of Peterson being fucked with the fucking machine and shooting his load whilst connected to his Heath Robinson electro unit, with the title 'Frank Peterson gets fucked and shoots his load'. Edward grinned at that. He'd like to see that footage just for a laugh.

"And what about the money, can't that be traced back to the account you've transferred it to?"

Dean smiled, "Yes it can but it will be found that he transferred all his assets to the charity I mentioned that looks after young gays who are homeless and he did it whilst he was very much alive. Which reminds me sir, here's the money we borrowed from you; we found lots of cash stashed in his house so we didn't even have to get that from his bank account."

"Well, you guys seem to have covered your tracks so we wait to see what happens I suppose"

"I think you'll find someone will raise the alarm within a week or two. We made sure the letterbox was stuffed with post part sticking out plus his van will be seen parked up and lights on in the house to make someone realise he's not away. You know how helpful neighbours can be" Don grinned.

Edward thought for a moment. He felt relieved that at last Peterson was out of his life and more importantly, out of Sam's life. "Thanks guys, you've done society a good service" he eventually said as he stood up and shook all their hands.

"By the way lads, your membership to the club for training as a submissive has been approved, assuming you still want it".

"You bet sir, thank you very much sir" both Neil and Dean replied grinning as they accepted their membership cards.

"I thought you Don would like to undertake their training at the club although I will oversee it and be involved with some of it". Don grinned. Yes he looked forward to training these two.

With that, the twins made their exit and said they looked forward to starting their training having given Don their work schedule over the next two weeks. "See you tomorrow evening then" Don grinned as he shook their hands.

"Would like to have a word before you leave Don" Edward said once he'd seen the twins out. Don sat back down in his chair wondering what it was about.

"Everything went smoothly sir, I can assure you of that and there'll be no come back on any of us or the club".

Edward put an arm round Don's shoulder as he stood beside him. "I'm sure everything will be fine Don; you know I trust you implicitly, hence the reason why I agreed but from now on I don't want the topic mentioned ever again; forget it took place then we can all sleep with a clear mind, especially Sam."

"What topic is that sir?" Don grinned. Edward grinned and playfully punched his shoulder. He knew he could rely on Don.

"Now, what I wanted to talk to you about is much more exciting". Edward first told him about Sam being his permanent sub and living with him.

"That's brilliant sir, congratulations, it's time you found someone else to love and Sam is perfect for you."

Edward thanked him and then proceeded to talk about young Sean. "I'm wondering if you'd be willing to do some of the training with him as well as the twins; I know it's a lot but the three of them will need discipline and I feel you're the perfect Dom to provide that; from what I've seen so far Sean will make an excellent submissive and I get the feeling the twins will too from the little I've seen." Don agreed.

"I'm honoured sir and will look forward to it" Don replied feeling his chest fill out with pride, "And where is young Sean going to live whilst he's being trained sir?"

"Good point; I've said he can live here until we've found somewhere suitable but I don't want that to go on for too long; I've got a new sub and lover to look after now" he grinned. Don chuckled realising what Edward was getting at. The last thing Edward wanted was another sub hanging around when he was enjoying his new boyfriend.

"He could always stay with me"

Edward looked at him somewhat amazed. "With you; are you sure Don? I thought you valued your independence too much."

Don smiled, "Yeah I did but have been thinking recently that it would be nice to have a sub living with me for company; who knows I might even fall in love like you have with Sam".

Edward laughed, "Yeah, well there's less years between you and Sean than there are between me and Sam and he is rather cute".

"You're as old as the guy you're feeling" he replied giggling.

"True and we'd both be feeling much younger guys".

Edward called Sean into the office and told him to sit down. "Don has something he'd like to ask you Sean".

Sean looked at Don before lowering his eyes. When he heard Don's invitation to live with him his eyes lit up. "Thank you sir, I'd love to, thank you very much sir". Don looked at Edward and smiled.

Edward said he'd take Sean to the club later and go through the contract with them both. Since Don wasn't on security duty that evening, he could take Sean home with him once he'd finished his shift.

"I'll leave you to inform the twins and collect your things" he told Sean.

Sean left them almost jumping with joy. He liked the thought of living with Don, even if it was only for the next six months whilst he was trained. He went running off to find Sam and tell him the news.

"One happy bunny I think" Edward chuckled once Sean had left.

Later that morning at the club Edward sat down with Don and Sean to go through the contract between them. Since Sean was going to be living with Don it was agreed he'd be the Dom rather than Edward who'd do the basic training with Sean. When it came to the section on sex, Don and Edward were amused to find that Sean wanted to try everything. Having chosen his safe words, Edward said he'd type up the contract for them both to sign. He then left Don to show Sean round the club. Sean was so excited and couldn't wait.

"Hold it lad; a sub waits for his Dom to say what to do and when" Edward said with a stern voice trying to hold back his grin. He so loved seeing an enthusiastic sub.

"Yes sir, sorry sir" Sean replied as he stood with his hands down his side and eyes to the floor. Don and Edward exchanged an amused glance and Don led Sean out of Edward's office.

'Now Sam's permanent contract' Edward told himself as he went to find Sam. He found him watching a Dom having a scene with a sub in the public room. The sub was strapped into a sling with a leather hood over his head. Sam could tell that the sub was in heaven as the Dom caressed his naked body with a fur glove. Every so often the Dom would massage the sub's cock which was jumping up and down with every touch.

"Perhaps I'll strap you in the sling when we get home" Edward chuckled. Sam jumped not having heard Edward behind him. He was so intent on watching the scene and the level of affection being shown by the Dom even though they were not a matched pair, that he was in a different world. He so loved his new life. Edward put his arms round him and felt down inside Sam's sexy shorts. As he expected he found a cock straining to get out and he was tempted to strip him and fuck him in front of the other two.

"Come, let's leave these two to have their fun and discuss your new contract". Sam grinned, turned and kissed his Dom. "Yes sir".

The contract was much the same as before with no heavy whipping but more spanking than previously since Sam had found that he enjoyed that when it was done with consideration. He was also prepared to be restrained whilst having sex in the playroom or the club since he did enjoy the thrill of that. They included what they'd discussed earlier about wearing a collar when he was in a submissive mode and that either party could initiate that. Otherwise they'd live as a couple and share the chores although Sam said he enjoyed doing most of those. In any event, he knew Edward had a business to run so was busy whereas Sam had the time although he had a feeling that once it was common knowledge about him and Edward he'd be used as Edward's assistant at the club when he was there, which would be most days.

"Can I ask a question sir?" Edward nodded and looked enquiringly. "Can I forget about Peterson now; is he likely to bother me again?"

Edward jumped up from his desk and took Sam into his arms. "From what I've been told my love, that man will not be bothering us again nor his associates." Sam gave a sigh of relief as Edward kissed him passionately. By the time they'd pulled out of the kiss Sam had a raging hard-on that was on full view through his silky shorts and Edward had one too that was stretching his soft leather trousers.

"If I didn't have a pile of paperwork to do lad I'd strip you naked and fuck you over the desk so it will have to wait but you have my permission to go and enjoy yourself as I can't deal with this now" Edward grinned grabbing hold of Sam's erection.

By the end of the day, Edward had typed up the new contracts and given Don and Sean theirs to read through and sign and Sam's his. When Len arrived to do the evening shift as Dom in charge, he felt excited at the thought of taking his sub and lover home for a good long session in the playroom.

"You look pleased with yourself" Len laughed when he came into the office.

"I am" Edward grinned and told Len his news.

"That's fucking brilliant man, I'm so happy for you; god you both deserve some happiness" Len exclaimed as he took Edward into his arms and hugged him. "So when's the collar ceremony?"

"I was wondering if we could do it next Friday evening if you're free to conduct it. Can't really conduct my own sub's collaring can I?" Edward was on duty that evening in any event so Len wouldn't have to stay for long.

"I'd be honoured, of course we can; have you told Sam yet?" Edward shook his head saying he wanted to speak to Len first. The collar ceremony for a sub who was being matched to a Dom had been something Edward's predecessor had initiated but he'd continued it since subs liked it. Having seen Sam's reaction he realised why. All he now had to do was purchase an extra special collar for him but he had one in mind.

Edward hadn't told Len about the Peterson abduction having decided the fewer people who knew the better. He knew Don and Sam wouldn't ever mention it and he'd told Sean and the twins never to say a word to anyone so hopefully that was the end. As it happened, it was Len who showed him an article in the paper three weeks later which mentioned a guy called Frank Peterson who'd been found at his home dead in his bed. "It says here" Len read, "that he was shackled to the bed with self releasing handcuffs wearing a leather hood with a mask and that the verdict was death by misadventure due to a drug overdose and a sexual ritual of some kind."

Edward gave a silent sigh of relief but smiled about the self releasing cuffs. Don and the twins had thought of everything making it look as if he had cuffed himself for sexual gratification.

"Serves the fucker right; hoisted by his own petard it seems; the police have also found that he was a drug dealer and auctioned young boys as sex slaves; further arrests have been made throughout the country; fucking good job we kicked him out when we did Edward and saved Sam. Will you tell him?" Edward said he would so as to put his mind at rest but didn't add that he had four other guys to tell as well.

When he did manage to get them all together to give them the news they too gave a sigh of relief. Sam hugged him and whispered "thank you". Edward said again that the topic was never ever to be mentioned to anyone. "What topic?" Don, Sean and the twins said in unison.

Edward grinned. "I've no idea, have you Sam?"

"No sir"

Sam looked forward to his collar ceremony. He'd seen two take place at the club and had noticed the pleasure it had given the subs when their Dom placed the prized collar round their neck.

"We are gathered here today to witness our newly admitted submissive Sam to receive his collar from Edward his Dom" Len announced to the members grouped round him and Edward who was standing looking slightly nervous. He'd performed many of these ceremonies but being the Dom who was to collar his sub felt different. He wondered how Sam was feeling as he waited to be led in by Don who'd agreed to be the Dom to do so. That morning Sam had been so excited so he hoped he still was.

"Please bring forward the submissive to be collared" Len called out. Edward watched Don lead Sam into the room with a white sheet draped over his head and covering his body. All that could be seen were his bare feet and the lower part of his legs. When he was standing in front of Edward, Len asked Don to remove the sheet. "Let us all see our new submissive and gaze upon him before his Dom performs the collaring" Len said in a ritualistic tone.

Don gently pulled the sheet off Sam leaving him standing there stark naked. His eyes were lowered to the ground with his hands down his side but he could see Edward's leather boots before him. The fact that some twenty guys were gazing at his naked form didn't bother him in the slightest. If anything he was proud to let them look at him. Len then indicated for Edward to move forward and collar Sam. Sean had been chosen as the collar bearer which was resting on a small red cushion. The soft red leather with its gleaming gold fastening and gold coloured miniature padlock looked beautiful. Edward picked it up off the offered cushion and gently placed it round Sam's neck before locking the self closing padlock. He gently lifted Sam's head to look at him and smiled. He could see tears of joy in Sam's eyes and felt the same in his own. He bent forward and kissed him on the lips. Whilst they kissed those around them applauded but neither were noticing. "Thank you sir" Sam said softly once the kiss had ended.

"Thank you Sam for making me so happy" Edward replied giving him another kiss.

There were more rounds of applause as guys gathered round to congratulate them. Edward put his arm round Sam's naked body and held him tight. Sam did the same to his Sir.

"Champagne is at the bar for everyone" Len announced which caused everyone to rush off to the bar area nearby. "Congratulations you two and may you have many years of happiness together".

"Thanks Len" Edward replied between tears of joy.

"Thank you sir" Sam added.

"Come here you gorgeous thing" Len laughed as he lifted Sam off his feet, "I think I'm entitled to a kiss and to hell with what your Dom says". Edward laughed and watched Len kiss Sam with his hands holding him round his naked butt and Sam's legs wrapped round his waist. When Len had put him down, Sam ran back to Edward and jumped into his arms. They kissed and hugged with tears running down their faces but neither cared. They were so happy.

"You're giving me an erection" Edward whispered.

"That's what I hoped" Sam grinned mischievously, "I've got one too".

Just at that moment Don arrived with two glasses of champagne for them. "Grab those lad; we're going somewhere private" Edward grinned and carried Sam off to a private room. "Be back later" he told Don.

"No hurry, I'll look after things until you get back" Don grinned guessing what Edward had in mind.

Once in the private room and Edward had locked the door behind them he told Sam to put the two glasses of champagne down on the shelf. He then pulled Sam into his arms and kissed him. As he did so he pulled Sam's arms behind his back and fastened his wrists with leather restraints. Sam's heart thumped with excitement. He'd not done much with Edward whilst tied up and he looked forward to it. He trusted him implicitly so knew he was safe.

When the kissing had finished, Edward pushed Sam's head down to his nipples. Sam knew what to do and immediately started sucking and gently biting them. He loved doing this to Edward since he knew how much he liked it and it made him feel good. Soon both nipples were hard nubs and standing out from his chest enhanced by the leather straps of his harness.

"Kneel lad". Sam was gently pushed down to his knees with Edward holding him to stop him from falling over since his hands were still fastened behind his back. Sam had never done anything like this before with Edward. He'd been roughly thrust down on his knees by Peterson's mates but this was totally different. Edward treated him kindly and with compassion and he knew he was there to serve and pleasure him whilst enjoying what he was doing. Edward pulled his head to the large cock that was straining to get out of his leather trousers. He sucked the long hard organ through the leather for a few minutes and he could tell that he was doing well. Edward then unzipped himself and pulled out the big long hard cock. Sam greedily took it into his mouth and sucked. He'd now been taught how to deep throat a cock so it was soon right inside. He could hear Edward's groans of delight as he sucked away. His own cock was aching to be touched and dripping pre-cum on the floor but he knew his wouldn't be serviced for a while yet.

After several long hard sucks, Edward gently lifted him and led him over to the leather covered bench. Edward helped him climb up onto the bench and told him to go on his knees. Edward gently pushed his head down onto the cushion so that his arse was ready and open for servicing. First he felt Edward lick across his hole and he gasped silently. He knew as a submissive he had to keep his sounds to a minimum. He loved the feel of Edward's hot tongue licking his most sensitive spot and his cock twitched with excitement of what was yet to come. He then felt Edward drip some lube down his crack and gently finger him with one finger. He glanced sideways to look in the mirror that was fixed to the wall and he could see Edward's finger working his arse. Suddenly he felt his gland being pressed and he silently gasped again. As he did so he noticed his red leather collar with its gold ring and padlock. It was the first time he'd actually seen it. He felt so proud to be wearing it and for a moment was not conscious of what Edward was doing but suddenly he felt two more fingers invade him and open him up. God how he wanted to feel Edward's cock inside him; he so hoped that would be next.

Edward pulled his fingers out and picked up one of the soft flesh coloured dildos from the nearby shelf. He dribbled lube over it and slowly pushed it into Sam's arse. Oh fuck, that felt awesome. It was just like having the real thing. Edward pushed it back and forth fucking his arse. With each push it hit his prostate and sent another shiver of excitement through his body.

"Fuck me sir, please fuck me" Sam whimpered.

"Patience lad" Edward tried to say sternly but there was a glimmer of amusement in his tone but he did slap the palm of his hand across the side of Sam's buttocks. Even that felt good and he was happy to receive some more. As if Edward had read his mind, he gave him three more sharp hard slaps across his naked flesh and Sam felt the skin tingle. Not with pain but with lust for more.

Finally the dildo was removed and Sam watched in the mirror as Edward slicked his own shaft and gently offered it to Sam's gorgeous open hole. Oh yes, the real thing, that was beautiful.

"Fuck you've got a gorgeous arse lad" Edward groaned as his shaft sank deeper and deeper into Sam. The hot flesh round his made him shiver with excitement. As he fucked, he reached round to hold Sam's erection which was rock hard and dribbling like mad. "Don't you dare come until I say so lad" Edward growled as his own climax slowly came to its peak.

Sam was soon aware of Edward's pending climax and knew that as soon as he was on the brink he'd be told he could come too. He was holding back as trained so knew he would shoot as soon as he had permission to do so.

"Come lad" Edward barked as his own climax reached its peak and he started to eject his seed into Sam. Within seconds, Sam too was ejaculating and ribbon after ribbon of cum shot out over the black leather bench.

When they were both done, Edward collapsed over Sam's back and kissed his neck. It was the most beautiful kiss ever. "I love you" he whispered into Sam's ear. Sam's heart melted. As Edward kissed him again, he felt the wrist restraints being removed. He was then turned round and sat on the edge of the bench. Edward bent down and took Sam's cock into his mouth to drain the last remaining drops of cum. When he'd done so, he stood up and kissed Sam on his lips. Sam grinned and mouthed 'thank you sir'.

Edward pulled some paper towel from the wall dispenser and gave some to Sam to clean up his cum from the leather bench whilst he wiped his own cock which was still semi erect. These days it never seemed to go soft even when he'd fucked Sam like he just had. It was a wonderful feeling and one he'd not had for such a long time. He felt so happy.

"I'm afraid I'm on duty tonight lad so will have to leave you to enjoy yourself but feel free to have fun with the other subs or any Dom who's interested; I'm sure you won't be lonely" Edward giggled as he led Sam out of the room and into the main area of the club. Having kissed Sam and said he'd see him later, Edward went along to the public room to relieve Don who was covering for him.

"My, you look happy and contented" Don laughed on seeing Edward.

"You're only jealous" Edward chuckled.

"I am" Don laughed, "but it's good to see you so happy again Edward, it really is". Edward put his arms round Don and hugged him before smacking him on his backside to indicate he could go.

"Will be back in an hour to relieve you" Don grinned as he walked out the room. He liked Edward and respected him. He'd also been good to him over the years so was very grateful.

Edward tried to put the wonderful time he'd just had with his sub out of his mind and concentrate on his task in hand which was to monitor the activities of the public room to make sure subs were being treated correctly by their Dom. He could see two subs strapped into slings. One was being fucked furiously by a Dom but the sub was clearly enjoying it. The other was a relatively new sub who was being trained by his Dom. He too was a recent member but Edward had been pleased with what he'd seen. The guy was kind and considerate towards the subs who all seemed to respect him. He'd transferred from another club once he'd heard that Peterson had been evicted and was getting on well. The sub in question was clearly enjoying what the Dom was doing to him. As Edward watched, his mind went back to Sam and what he could do with him. The new contract had expanded the range of activities that Sam was prepared to do so he went through in his mind how he'd slowly bring them into their scenes, and perhaps even their lovemaking.

After a short while, Don appeared with Sean in tow. Don grinned at Edward as he led Sean to the free leather sling and lifted him into it. Having fitted his feet into the leather straps above and fastened his wrists into the leather restraints behind his head, Sean lay there with his legs wide apart showing off his puckered hole. Edward moved nearer to get a better look but not too close so as to impinge on what Don was going to do. It was the first time Edward had seen Sean's intimate part and he felt his cock twitch with excitement as he thought what it would be like to fuck a virgin arse. He hadn't done that for many a year and he envied Don although he doubted that would happen tonight.

Don spoke quietly to his trainee sub and explained what he was going to do to him. Sean nodded and smiled so he was clearly looking forward to whatever it was. Don then fitted a blindfold on Sean and slipped a fur glove onto his hand. Edward grinned knowing what that felt like. It was the most beautiful feeling under the planet as the soft fur caressed the skin, especially when the body was already erotically charged as Sean was with his cock standing almost upright. Don started by caressing Sean's nipples and his whole body jumped up and down with excitement. He then felt it move slowly down his abdomen and skirt past his cock and over his balls. Then he felt the soft fur pass across his hole. God this was pure heaven and he wished it could continue forever. He'd never ever experienced anything like it before and it made his whole body shiver with excitement but at the same time it relaxed him. He'd been nervous at the thought of being fucked but now he couldn't wait. The feel of the fur against his hole was just beautiful and he ached to feel something breach it.

Don was now passing the fur glove over his erection. It was already dripping pre-cum and Sean was sure he was going to shoot his load any minute. "Don't forget lad, you're not to come until I say so" Don said quietly. Sean nodded and replied "Yes sir".

Edward looked on with interest. In the past few days he'd gone through the basic training with Sean which covered how to behave with a Dom, how to stand still and keep the hands down his side with his eyes to the floor. All these things seemed natural to Sean. He also trained him to kneel or sit quietly beside the Dom when he was sitting chatting to others or just having a rest. Sean had found this more difficult because he tended to be a fidget but eventually he used the techniques that Edward had given him and he mastered it. The one thing he'd been surprised to learn was that in reality it was the sub who had the most control since it was the sub's function to obey, pleasure and generally service his Dom. If he did that, then he would reap the rewards. He also had to learn how to pleasure his Dom and what Don was doing to him now was one such technique. By having it done to him he would know what to do and what pleasure it gave. He was also rapidly learning that the Dom enjoyed pleasuring his sub so it was a two way relationship.

Edward could now see that Don was fingering Sean. At present just with one finger but it was clearly having its effect as Don hit the gland that caused Sean to jump up and down with excitement. Then he slipped two in followed by a third. Don was surprised at how easily Sean took to being fingered. Despite having a tight hole he quickly relaxed and let them in.

"I'm going to use a small dildo on you now lad; you okay with that?" Don said gently.

"Yes sir" Sean replied. He felt like saying 'just fuck me' but didn't dare do so; besides Don knew what he was doing so he trusted him.

Edward watched Don slowly slip in the small soft flesh coloured dildo and gently push it right inside until just the end was showing. Sean seemed to take it with ease and enjoyed the sensation it caused.

Eventually Don finished and released Sean who was clearly disappointed but knew that Don had to relieve Edward as the Dom in charge of the public room for the next hour.

"Thank you sir, that was great"

Don pulled him into a hug and a kiss and said he'd done well. Edward smiled. He had a feeling Don was already soft on the lad.

"Now go and have a shower and have something to eat at the bar; might want you to service me when we get home" Don chuckled as he playfully slapped Sean's naked butt. As he passed Edward to leave the room, Sean smiled. "Good evening sir".

"Good evening Sean; still enjoying yourself?"

"Oh yes sir" Sean grinned before trotting off out the door.

"He looks as if he's coming on well" Edward commented to Don.

"He's a natural" Don grinned, "I'm enjoying training him".

"Thought you might" Edward grinned. "Now to find what my sub is up to" Edward said as he left the room.

He found Sam on the stage with another Dom and two other subs. The Dom it seemed was using Sam to show the best way to spank a sub over his knee. Edward was fascinated to see Sam being used in this way but he was clearly enjoying the experience despite his butt showing signs of redness. He could also see his cock rock hard between the Dom's legs so it was obviously turning him on. 'Something else to add to my to-do list' Edward smiled as he sat down and watched.

Eventually the demonstration ended and Sam climbed off the Dom's lap with his cock standing out like a flagpole. "I take it one of you two is going to show your appreciation for letting me demonstrate on Sam" the Dom said to the other subs. As he did so he held Sam's erection to show what he had in mind.

One of the subs immediately jumped up. "I will sir". He knelt down in front of Sam and took the hard organ into his mouth. As he sucked away Sam looked over to where Edward was sitting. When he saw him he blushed but on seeing Edward smile at him he settled down to enjoy the other sub's hot mouth round his cock. Since it was a sub sucking him off he knew he could come when he was ready. He held the guy's head with his hand and encouraged him to keep sucking. Eventually the sub sucking could sense that Sam was about to shoot his load so increased the pace. He was soon rewarded with the taste of hot creamy cum filling his mouth.

"Thanks Sam that was great; love your collar by the way" Sam blushed but his heart glowed as he looked over to where Edward was sitting watching him.

"Had a good time then?" Edward chuckled once Sam had joined him and they'd kissed.

"Yes thank you sir"

Edward said he needed to check round the club and then they could leave. There was only another half hour to go before the club closed and he'd leave Don and the security guys to deal with that. Despite it being almost two in the morning, he had things in mind for young Sam when they got home!

"Can I wear my collar to go home in please sir?" Sam asked once Edward had completed his tour of the club and was gathering together the papers he needed to read at home.

He pulled Sam into his arms and hugged him. "You like your collar then?"

Sam threw his arms round Edward and hugged him tight. He knew he shouldn't really do so as they were in the club and he was in sub mode but they were in the confines of Edward's office. "Yes sir, I love it".

Edward lifted him off the floor and Sam placed his arms round Edward's neck to hold on. As he did so he wrapped his legs round Edward's waist. He was still naked having not yet got dressed to go home and he could feel his cock reacting as it rubbed against Edward's warm stomach. Edward could feel his own organ expanding rapidly and was tempted to place his sub on the desk and fuck him there and then.

"God you're so sexy" Edward exclaimed as he slipped a finger into Sam's hole whilst holding his naked butt in his hands to support him. Sam grinned. He loved it when Sir talked to him like this. "Come on, go and get dressed and let's get you home; I've got plans for you for the rest of the night". Sam giggled as Edward gently set him down and he ran off to the changing room to get his clothes. His erection flapped in front of him as he ran but he didn't care; he was so happy.

They made the short walk home in record time. Both were keen to get there. Once inside, Edward told Sam to strip off whilst he did the same. They were still in the hallway but neither wanted to wait until they got upstairs.

"You've got a choice lad" Edward said once they were both standing stark naked with their clothes scattered around them, "You can have your collar taken off if you want or you can keep it on and remain in submissive mode but either way I want you to service me". Sam grinned and said he'd like to keep the collar on for the moment. Edward picked Sam up, threw his naked body over his shoulder and climbed the stairs. As he did so he slapped Sam's naked butt and he yelled with delight. He loved the feel of Edward's large hand on his butt.

When they got into the bedroom, Edward threw off the duvet and pulled some items out of a drawer. He then lay down on his back and told Sam to fasten his hands with leather cuffs and fix them to the bed head. Sam was taken aback to start with but followed his Dom's instruction. He was then told to pull Edward's legs wide apart and fit leather ankle straps before using rope to tie them to the legs of the bed. Next he had to fit a blindfold so that Edward could not see what Sam was doing. He then told him to pleasure him with the fur glove and do whatever he wanted from thereon. He also told him to hold the bottle of poppers under his nose every so often so he could take long hard sniffs.

Sam couldn't believe what he was doing. It was usually Edward who did this to him but here he was doing it to his Dom. His cock jumped with joy as he climbed across Edward's legs and proceeded to caress his naked skin with the fur glove. Edward's cock was jumping up and down like mad as he did so but he didn't want him to reach his climax for a long time yet. He'd now learnt enough to know how much to excite a cock before it reached its peak and shot its load so he used those skills to the best of his ability.

Having caressed the whole of Edward's body with the glove, including right down the inside of his legs and over his balls, he crawled higher up Edward's legs and licked his nipples. As he did so he tweaked them until they were so sensitive that the slightest touch made Edward squeal with delight. He then slowly licked down his body until he reached the large cock that was dripping with pre-cum. He licked the head to clean away the drops that glistened at the end before licking down its length. Edward was groaning away with delight so Sam knew what he was doing was spot on. As instructed he offered Edward the poppers every so often so he could inhale the vapours and did so himself. They seldom used the aroma but when they did they both loved its effect.

Having licked his way down between Edward's legs and taken each large ball into his mouth to roll it round, he moved back up and bent forward to kiss Edward. Their mouths locked and tongues danced together. Sam found it so erotic that he was in control instead of his Dom. He felt Edward's cock bobbing up and down beneath his butt so grabbed hold of the lube, put some inside his arse and slicked Edward's shaft. He then slowly sat down on the long thick organ and allowed it to sink inside him.

"Oh yes, fucking beautiful" Edward groaned, "Yeah ride that cock lad, ride it good and hard".

Sam rode up and down, slowly at first but gradually increased the pace. All the time he kept his eyes on Edward and although he couldn't see his eyes, he knew exactly how much he was enjoying it. Sam could feel the long thick organ fill him up as he sat right down on its full length. It felt just wonderful. As he rode the shaft, he massaged his own cock but he held himself back until he knew Edward was about to shoot his load inside him.

"Ah, fuck" Edward cried as his hot cum shot inside of Sam. As soon as it did, Sam allowed himself to come and waves of hot cum spurted out over Edward's chest. Edward grinned when he felt the hot cum slowly slide down his smooth skin. "Good lad" he managed to gasp between his own waves of cum.

"That was beautiful, thank you". Sam beamed; he so loved pleasing Sir.

The following evening Neil and Dean arrived at the club to undergo their initial training with Edward. He decided to use Sam to show them how a sub should behave with their Dom. He'd been so pleased with how Sam had taken to the role and was perfect in every way.

Once they'd given Edward their signed contracts, he told them to go and get undressed and return naked to his office so they could commence their basic training. The twins went hastily to the changing room anxious to start. They loved being naked and to walk round the club with others seeing them gave them both a thrill.

When they returned, Edward gazed at their beautiful naked bodies. It was the first time he'd seen them naked and he liked what he saw. They both had smooth fair skin with blonde hair and hazel eyes. God they were going to make a Dom happy at some point in the future.

"Can I ask, apart from work, do you do everything together?" The twins nodded and explained they'd been inseparable all their life. It was only when Neil said he was interested in nursing and Dean in IT that their lives separated slightly but they'd always lived together. When they realised they were both gay, it seemed to make them even closer.

"And what about sex together?" The twins grinned. This had been a question put to them on previous occasions.

"We fool about with each other but that's all" Dean replied.

"Meaning?" Edward enquired.

"Meaning that we wank and suck each other off, rim each other, kiss and on occasions spank each other but we've never fucked each other" Neil replied.

"Not that I'd mind if Neil fucked me but he's not so keen on the idea" Dean grinned. Edward looked at Neil for further clarification.

"Don't get me wrong, I like fucking and being fucked but for some reason it has never seemed right to do it with each other but who knows that may change."

Edward nodded and continued with his list of items he needed to cover. He first got Sam to show them how to stand when in submissive mode and how to kneel beside their Dom when not required to do anything. He made them stand in front of him with their hands down their side and their eyes facing the floor whilst he continued talking.

"Basically you never look into a Dom's eyes unless he tells you to; is that understood?"

"Yes sir" they replied but Dean looked up as he spoke.

"What did I just say Dean?"

"Sorry sir, I forgot". Edward could see these two were going to take some firm handling.

"When a sub disobeys he's punished" Edward replied trying not to grin "So, you've disobeyed an instruction I've only just given you". Dean shrank slightly and lowered his head even lower.

"Come over here lad" Edward said firmly trying to keep humour out of his voice. Normally he would have let one slip go by but with two of them as well as his own sub watching he decided to mete out some punishment. Besides, he rather looked forward to doing so. Edward swivelled his chair round away from his desk and told Dean to lie over his lap. The sight of the lad's naked butt caused his own organ to jump to attention. He then gave Dean two hard slaps across his buttocks before telling him to go and stand beside his brother. Sam tried to peer out of the corner of his eye as Edward meted out the punishment. He had a feeling Sir wasn't really cross.

"I gave you one spank for disobeying an order and another for doing so within just a few seconds of being told; is that fair do you think lad?"

"Yes sir" Dean replied making sure this time that he kept his head down and his eyes firmly fixed to the floor. He could sense his twin smirking but didn't dare look round.

Edward then went through the other basic rules that a submissive needed to know as well as the rules of using the club. By the time he'd finished, their heads were spinning and they hoped they'd remember everything. They were somewhat relieved when Edward gave them each a rule book with guidelines for being a submissive.

"Okay Sam, would you take Dean and Neil please and hand them over to Don who'll continue your training. In the meantime guys, if you have any queries or concerns please do not hesitate to see me. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir" they both replied.

"Any questions?"

"No sir"

Sam stood up and led the twins outside. As soon as Sam had closed the door behind him, the twins gave a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, that was excruciating" Dean exclaimed.

"Bet you loved having your arse spanked though" Neil laughed.

"Yeah, nearly got a hard-on, just as well he only gave me two slaps on the bum".

"Ah, there you are" Don called, on seeing the twins, "So, you've had your basic training with Edward then so let's get down to some more enjoyable tasks such as how to pleasure your Dom".

"Can't wait" Dean giggled looking at Don.

Don looked at them and smiled to himself. As Edward had warned him, these two were going to be a handful.

"I'm sure one of the things Edward would have told you was that you only look a Dom in the eye when he tells you to do so" Don directed to Dean.

"Oh shit, yes, sorry sir"

"Mm can see some punishment may be required in that event" Don chuckled as he thought what to do. Dean hoped it would be spanking again. He rather liked that.

"Now I note from the contract you've agreed that you're both willing to experience some fairly heavy whipping so perhaps we'll start with some of that." Dean glanced at Neil without actually looking up and grinned. God he was so going to enjoy this.

"Okay then let's have a short session with each of you on the St Andrew's cross and see how we get on. Don't forget if you want a rest or for me to stop you use the safe words you've chosen. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir"

Don took the twins up onto the stage and strapped Dean onto the cross. He decided he needed to experience the whip first for more reasons than one. Having strapped his arms out wide above his head and his ankles wide apart to spread his legs, he set to work. He first used a soft spanking whip which just reddened the skin without too much pain. Soon his naked butt was glowing nicely. As always with beginners he limited his strokes to the buttocks and the occasional crack across the back of his legs. The back and chest would come later.

After a few strokes he smiled when he saw that Dean was sporting a nicely formed erection which was pointing through the other side of the cross.

"Think your brother's cock wants some attention" Don told Neil. "Get to it lad".

"Yes sir". Neil jumped over from where was standing and knelt down the other side of the cross to take his brother's cock into his mouth. As he sucked, he looked up at Dean and smiled. He wasn't looking quite so cocky now as the lashes continued across his butt.

"Okay, that will do for today so let's see what Neil is made of" Don said as he rubbed Dean's reddened butt with his hands. He loved whipping his subs and then holding the hot flesh in the palms of his hands. It always gave him a hard-on and today was no exception.

Once Neil was strapped onto the cross, Don gave him the same treatment. His cock didn't react to the whipping but he still enjoyed the sensation.

"You've done well lads so I think it's time for a reward" Don grinned having given Neil's buttocks a good rub over as well. The twins wondered what their reward would be as they followed Don into the public room. Once there he told Neil to climb into the sling and fixed him in. Once done he showed his brother how to pleasure him.

"Some of the subs want to hold a naked wrestling match one night" Len told Edward when he came on duty.

"Mm, what have they got in mind?" Edward could remember his predecessor running one and he'd found it somewhat erotic.

Len explained that six subs wanted to hold rounds and the winner from each round would wrestle each other until an overall winner had been found. That sub would then wrestle a Dom and whoever won that would fuck the loser in front of those watching.

"And how will they determine who wins each round?"

"The guy who gets the other into such a position that he could fuck him"

"Oh, so they're not going to actually fuck" Edward grinned.

"I'm sure they'd be willing if you said they could"

"If we're going to run it we might as well make it worth looking at don't you think?" Edward chuckled.

"Suits me; so do you agree then?"

Edward said it was fine by him but he'd like to know who the six subs were and who the Dom was. Len grinned and passed Edward a list of the names.

"Yeah, that figures" Edward laughed having read the names. They were all guys who loved the attention and being watched whilst having sex.

"So how are the twins shaping up?" Edward asked Don when he met him later in the public room.

"Doing well but young Dean is a handful".

Edward agreed. "But I bet he's a good fuck though".

"Mm, think you could be right" Don laughed, "Perhaps one day I'll find out".

"And how is young Sean settling in?"

"Brilliant; he's a natural like your Sam; and he is a good fuck" Don added grinning. "This is such a brilliant job isn't it?"

"You bet; the best in the world".

The naked wrestling match was planned for the following Friday evening. The club was full to capacity since everyone wanted to see these six subs wrestling each other and then fucking. Len had made sure that each pair was evenly matched for the initial rounds. The first pair got straight into wrestling each other as soon as Len blew his whistle. One guy threw the other about as if he was a doll despite appearing to be slightly smaller than the other. They grabbed each other's cocks and balls as they wrestled and stuck fingers into each other's arse whenever they had the chance to do so. They'd made sure that each was well and truly lubricated before they started since they knew they'd do that to each other. Eventually the guy who'd been the stronger from the start got the other guy into a position he could not get out of. Within seconds he'd turned him over and had his cock pointing into the other guy's arse. If they'd been allowed to bareback he'd have had it in there within seconds but he knew the rules of the club so both paused whilst someone gave him a condom. Once on he slammed his cock into the other guy's arse and fucked away to the cheers and delight of the onlookers.

The second round went much the same way and ended up with the loser being fucked for the two minutes allowed. The third round went on for much longer and it was difficult to see who was going to be the winner. Naked bodies were thrown all over the place on the rubber matting they were wrestling on. Cocks were grabbed along with balls and both guys struggled to overpower the other. At one point one of the guys had his opponent upside down and was rimming him whilst the guy beneath sucked the cock that was within his reach. Both had erections flying around like mad and eventually one of them got the upper hand and slammed his opponent down and thrust his cock up to the guy's hole. For a moment Edward thought he was going to slam it in naked but he stopped just in time for Len to pause proceedings whilst he was given a condom. Once on he slammed his cock in and fucked the guy with all his might. The guy being fucked just had to accept it but seemed to be enjoying it all the same.

It was now time for the three winners of the first rounds to wrestle each other. It had been decided that the first two winners would wrestle first so that the third had time to catch his breath. Each was timed to see how long it took to wrestle their opponent into submission. Instead of fucking the loser from behind, they had to sit on their cock. Since each had hard erections by the time they were ready to fuck it was easy to perform.

The third first round winner then wrestled the winner of first second round. Once the winner of that round had been determined that guy had to wrestle the Dom. As it happened the guy who'd won the second round overpowered his opponent very quickly much to everyone's amazement since they'd thought the other guy was the stronger but in this game it all came down to tactics and the winner knew how to grab his opponent by the balls at every opportunity. Once a pair of balls was being squeezed in a hand there was little you could do but the rules allowed it so he made good use of it.

Len insisted on their being a short interval to give the guy a reasonable chance when he wrestled the Dom but everyone knew who was going to win that round. The Dom was a big guy and knew how to handle his subs so once the wrestling started the sub found he was being turned upside down and inside out. Even so he gave the Dom a run for his money so it was no easy match and at one point the onlookers thought he stood a good chance of winning. Suddenly the Dom clamped the sub beneath him and pinned his legs down with his own and had his arms outstretched above his head. Even then the sub wasn't going to give up and struggled until his legs had become free. His mistake was to wrap his legs round the Dom's waist. As soon as he did, the Dom lifted him up so that his cock was in the perfect position to enter the sub's arse. Once in position he slipped the top of his cock inside and held it there waiting for someone to bring over a condom.

"Put it on my cock lad" the Dom told the sub who'd been the condom provider. The sub grabbed hold of the Dom's cock and slipped it on whilst the Dom held the other sub almost on his head. Once protected, he slammed his cock inside the sub's arse and fucked like mad. For a moment Edward was on the point of stopping proceedings since he felt the Dom was being too rough but the sub was clearly enjoying the hard fuck so he let it continue until the Dom had shot his load. When he'd finished, he pulled out, slipped off the rubber and held it up high to show everyone his cum before slapping the sub's naked arse and telling him to stand up. The sub was grinning having clearly enjoyed being fucked in public.

Everyone cheered and clapped. It wasn't that often they saw a naked Dom rolling around on the floor and they all loved it.

"Perhaps we could make it a regular event" someone said to Edward.

"I'll think about it" Edward replied having rather enjoyed the spectacle. As he looked round he could see almost everyone else had too by the look of subs' naked erections on show and several large bulges inside leather trousers, including his own.

The twins finally completed their training and became fully paid up subs. They didn't want to be matched to a Dom since they wanted to continue living together but they were always available for whoever wanted them. What they did find was that sex between them took on another dimension and Neil finally agreed to let Dean fuck him and he fucked Dean.

Sean also passed his training with flying colours. As the months passed he found he'd fallen in love with Don and told Sam one day how much he loved him.

"You need to tell him then" Sam said.

"Yeah, but how can a sub tell a Dom that he loves him"

"You'll find a way; I remember being told to drop a hint when my Sir was fucking me; you can get away with lots when he's doing that". Sean grinned and decided to do just that.

As it happened he needn't have worried because Don had fallen over heels in love with him. He'd never thought he'd find anyone to love, let alone live with, but Sean was just perfect in every way. Finally they expressed their love for each other and another collaring ceremony was undertaken. Edward took great delight in performing this one because Don had always been his favourite Dom. Sam also became good friends with Sean and they frequently spent time together.

"Don't forget I've got a meeting of BDSM club owners tonight my love" Edward reminded Sam at breakfast.

"Is Len going with you?" Sam knew that Len normally accompanied Edward at these meetings.

"Yes, why?"

"I was wondering if I could invite Ray over since we'll both be on our own and you'll be late back"

Edward smiled. He guessed what Sam wanted to do with Ray but he was happy for that to happen. "Okay, give him a call and invite him over for a meal and have some fun together; Len and I will be going straight from the club".

Sam jumped with joy. He liked meeting up with Ray and since they'd be on their own they could certainly have some fun together.

When Edward and Len got to the meeting the main topic of conversation was Peterson. They'd not met since the piece in the paper about his death.

"Seems very odd to me" one guy was saying, "According to the police report he was wearing self releasing cuffs so why didn't he release himself?"

"I reckon some of his ex boys got to him and gave him a taste of his own medicine" another guy said.

"What makes you say that?" Edward asked trying to look as if he had no idea what had happened.

"I don't know; besides the fucker's dead that's the main thing so if anyone did do him in then I say good for them; the fucker deserved all he got."

On their way home Len asked Edward whether he thought Peterson's death was as the coroner had said 'death by misadventure'. Edward said it sounded the most likely conclusion but he didn't want the topic raised ever again and certainly not within the club. "I don't want Sam hearing guys talking about it and getting upset again; he's finally got over the traumas that fucking bastard put him through."

"Don't worry Edward, I've already told everybody that the topic is taboo".

When they got back to Edward's house there was no sign of the subs but the door to the basement was ajar and they could hear some noise which sounded as if someone was having fun. Edward grinned and put his finger to his lips to tell Len to keep quiet. They crept down the stairs and hovered at the bottom. They could see Ray in the sling with a leather hood over his head. His naked body was being rubbed over by Sam with a fur glove. He too was stark naked and both were showing full on erections. Ray was groaning away with pleasure and it was obvious that Sam was enjoying himself as well. Edward was just about to creep back upstairs when Sam put down the glove, slipped on a condom and fucked Ray.

"Oh fuck, yeah Sam, fuck me" Ray cried out.

"Yeah, you've got a lovely arse to fuck" Sam said as he slammed back and forth.

Edward indicated to Len for them to leave the two subs having fun and went back upstairs. It was some time later when two naked subs appeared in the living room to find Edward and Len sitting there. For a moment both subs looked embarrassed but when they saw Edward and Len grinning they relaxed and joined them.

"So, had a good time lads?" Edward asked with a big wide grin.

"Yeah, fucking brilliant" Ray replied as he went to sit on his Dom's lap and Sam went to sit on his.

Sean meanwhile was enjoying a similar session with his Dom but that's another story!

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