Liam laughed too. “As long as she isn’t making more work for you than she accomplishes, I guess that’s a good thing. While you’re home alone with her, she’s your personal slave. Use her as you will, command her as you wish. Just remember the cardinal rules—safe, sane and consensual. Don’t ask of her anything you wouldn’t be willing to endure yourself.”
Watching Liam drive away, Daniel smiled to himself. Liam’s speech was often stylized, almost formal when it came to D/s. His library of BDSM erotica and literature was sizable with The Story of O and the erotic writings of Marquis de Sade prominently displayed on his bookshelves, bound in leather, the pages trimmed with gold. Sometimes he read aloud to Daniel, selecting tracts that never failed to give Daniel an erection as he imagined himself into the stories, bound and sexually tortured for his Master’s pleasure.
That morning as Liam dressed in their bedroom he said, “I think I’ll have Alex suck my cock tonight. Why don’t you screen her for me today? I doubt she’ll be any good, but you can at least give her a few pointers.”
Daniel waited for Liam to add to the instructions. Like Alex, he too was forbidden to touch himself without Liam’s express permission. He wasn’t sure of the rules when teaching someone to suck cock. Was he allowed to come? Was he supposed to? Liam smiled slowly and Daniel felt, as he often did, that Liam was reading his mind. “Any questions?” Liam asked, watching him.
“Am I permitted to come, Sir?”
“Do you want to?”
Did he want to? What man didn’t want to come at every possible opportunity? Before Daniel had truly embraced his submissive nature, he would have been the first to espouse this philosophy. Yet since coming under Liam’s loving but firm guidance, he’d learned firsthand how much more intense and fulfilling delaying an orgasm could be.
He loved to burn for Liam—to ache with sexual desire until he nearly burst from it, spending hours, sometimes even days, hovering on the edge of sexual release, not permitted to topple over until his lust raged like a tidal wave, finally sweeping him away in a torrent of passion that left him utterly spent.
But this was different. Could he withstand a woman’s mouth on his cock, teaching her to take it deep, to use her mouth and throat muscles to milk the pleasure from a man and yet not succumb himself? He looked into Liam’s face, trying to gauge what his Master wanted of him.
He answered truthfully. “No, Sir. I want to burn for you.”
“Good boy,” Liam said, drawing his finger down Daniel’s cheek. “For your sake I hope she’s not too skilled. You’ll be punished if you come while I’m not home. You understand that, right?”
“Yes, Sir,” Daniel breathed, his cock pressing hard against his shorts.
At breakfast, Liam had turned to Alex, who was already on her second cup of coffee, her pancakes barely touched. She was dressed in a pale pink tank top and the same blue jean cutoffs she’d worn the day before. Her straight blond hair had fallen across her face. Distractedly she tucked it behind her ears as Liam said, “Today Daniel’s going to give you some lessons in properly pleasing a man. He’s your Master while I’m away, but he still belongs to me. As such, he, like you, is not permitted to orgasm when I’m not here. I expect you to use all the skill you possess when sucking his cock, but he’s not to come. If he does, you’ll both be punished.”
“Wait,” Alex interrupted. “You’re saying I should suck his cock and I better do it right, but if I do do it right and he comes, I’ll be punished? That seems a bit twisted, no?”
Daniel held his breath, waiting to see how Liam responded to her insolent tone and her audacity in questioning him. Liam only smiled, indulging her because she was new, Daniel supposed. He quashed a flash of irritation. “That’s right. It’s one of those conundrums a sub must endure. You chose to come here and live by our rules, at least for the next few days. Deal with it.” Wisely, Alex had held her tongue.
Daniel closed the front door, startled as he turned around to find Alex hovering just behind him. She looked up at him with those big green eyes. In the morning light, he could see flecks of gold. “When do we start the lessons?” she said, her pink tongue moving seductively over her upper lip. Daniel’s cock tingled at the thought of using the lovely girl. He forced himself to recall his duties and said brusquely, “Work before pleasure. We have to finish our chores first. Hopefully you’ll be more thorough today.” He smiled to himself, aware he could find something wrong no matter how well she did. Not that he needed an excuse to punish her. After all, he owned her while Liam was out of the house, didn’t he? The thought thrilled him even more than the thought of her small mouth closing hot and wet over his cock.