Impress Me Not: Neon Underground

Chapter 8

"You're turning into a good slave," Melvin pet his slaves hair. It was soft, albeit a bit disheveled. The delicate feeling of it made him want to yank it even more. "I'm sure you're not used to being out of control. We're going to work on that tonight."

Mateo just nodded. Looking at his expression, Melvin knew that the man was getting off on this. His whole body language changed from the moment that he had hit him and then grabbed his chin. His pretty green eyes had fear mixed with a spark of excitement in them.

Good. That meant that he could stretch this out for as long as he wanted to. Melvin was sure he could find ways to keep the night going.

In normal situations, Melvin would reward his slaves for good behavior. This time, however, he wasn't going to. He'd rather put this man through as much pain as he could. And that was just what he planned on doing.

The second time Mateo cried out at the whip hitting his skin, Melvin grabbed his bottom jaw. He put one of his fingers in the man's mouth, straight down his throat. He didn't have much of a gag reflex.

Not like Melvin was ever going to use that information for anything other than trying to humiliation.

"Well well," he smiled. "I see that you've been rather naughty. It's not every day there's a man who can take a finger down his throat without so much as a gag. I'm impressed."

He kept his fingers in the man's mouth, checking his teeth. It was important to make sure that he was healthy and anything he did to that gorgeous face wasn't going to be broken if he went a little too far.

Then he felt the smallest bite against his finger.

He back handed him again, making the slave's jaw immediately release his hand. Melvin held nothing back with that hit. He knew Mateo could survive it with nothing other than a bruise.

"You're going to get punished for that," He warned. "Disobeying your master is a really naughty thing to do."

Those green eyes grew wider for a moment when he looked at Melvin. He was so desperate, but Melvin knew that he was also desperate for something else to get some attention.

Oh, this session was going to be one of the greatest he's had.

As much as he hated Mateo, he had given Melvin a thrill that he hadn't experienced before. The ability to get one of the men you wanted revenge on to willingly go back to you was a super power he didn't realize he had. He was riding off that high tonight as well.

The next thing he looked at was the man's neck. He moved his fingers up and down that muscular neck. It would be so easy to squeeze the air out of it. Most people would have just tried a choker. There were plenty in the building, but Melvin would much prefer to do it by hand.

No. It was probably best to wait for another time for that.

Every hit just seemed to calm the man down instead of scare him. His shoulders had relaxed more, even with the rope raising his arms up. Melvin looked down further and found some more information out about his slave. There were just some things that pants couldn't hide.

It shouldn't give him such a thrill. In fact, it probably wasn't a good idea that he was giving this man the thrill that he craved.

But it was so thrilling to just be able to tease him and never let him anywhere near the goal that he most likely had in mind.

Melvin wasn't a fan of letting his slaves go without some release. But this was a different case. One that he didn't quite care at all for. He was happy that he got another chance to get him tied up. He looked so good with rope around him. It just made him wish he could keep him there for the rest of the night.