Perfect Two ✔️(Completed)

CHAPTER 8

📙 PERFECT TWO 8
📍 CHAPTER 8

WARNING ⚠ RATED SUPER SPG

Type studied everything in the contract. He actually knows it all because Tharn is not his first Dom.

He remembered how Fiat hurt him severely, and he stayed in a hospital for a week.

Later that afternoon, he handed the folder to Tharn.

"You already read it?" Tharn asked, creasing his forehead.

"I already knew that, I once had a Dom, but we didn't last because he severely hurt me."

Tharn was surprised by his answer.
"So you are familiar with these things?"

"Sort of, it's been 5 years. I am not acquainted with those things anymore." He lied. His foster father has all of it. At home.

"So, can we start the playtime later?"
THARN licked his lower lip.
Seeing Tharn do that made Type arouse.

"Yes, we can, but can I go home to my place just to get something and prepare myself?". Type

"Sure, we will arrange our agreement regarding that, I like it if we live together."

Type nodded, "No problem with me."

"I'll wait for you to come in my condo, I'll prepare everything, I'll just use the things I'm sure you remember.. Kiss me first, Kitten," He motioned Type to come to him.

Type did, and the moment his face neared Tharn, he kissed him in a hungry way, sucking the oxygen out of him.
"You taste addictive, but I wanna taste more, clean well, will you?"

Type nodded as obedient as he would be. He is Tharn's sub now. He will do anything for his Master.

"Yes master."

They separated ways as Tharn went to his condo to prepare his paraphernalias, he will just use light things, a light Flogger, handcuffs with chains, condoms and lubes. Maybe a small silicone dildo also, he will see.. If Type can take more.

Type go home to his apartment to clean himself, and take a few clothes with him. He shaved, took a bath, he used a strong scented shower gel because he dont want to use perfumes. He scrubbed himself properly until he was squeaky, clean, inside and outside. He wears a simple outfit. Maybe Tharn has something for him to wear.

Hygiene is everything.

He is nervous. For 5 years, he will experience again a whole BDSM play session.

Fiat is sadistic. He wonders how Tharn is. He is soft towards him most of the time.

Type fix everything, and he heads to Tharn's place.

He pressed the doorbell, and a half-naked Tharn welcomed him.

Type's eyes roamed around the chiselled abs, down to the bulge on his crotch.

Type cleared his throat.
"Hi master.." As sultry as his voice is, he batted his eyelids.

"Come on in Kitten, welcome to my home." Tharn opened the door widely and let Type slid in.

His arm automatically snaked on Type's waist.

"Rest a little, I'll make you a drink."

Type just nodded, and he sat on the couch, settling beside him as his overnight bag.

Tharn came back into the living room and handed the juice to Type.

"Drink that up so we can start."

Type smell first the drink.
Then he sipped a little.
Until he drank all of it.