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ChrisxKuza

Chris blushed as he knocked on the door. He was scared, but little turned on at the thought of what he was doing. He quickly looked down at the door opened. He didn't want to look the man in the eye. It would suddenly become too real if he did.

Chris didn't get much choice in the matter as the man raised his face to meet his gaze. Chris swooned at the sight of him. He was slightly shorter by a couple inches and very hot. Chris bit his lip, holding back a small whimper.

"Are you Chris?" The man asked, his voice deep. It made Chris's stomach tie in knots. Chris quickly nodded, suddenly not able to speak. "First time with something like this?"

"Y-Yes."

"That's cute. Come in, we can talk more inside."

******

Chris clasped his hands together between his knees as he waited for Kuza to finish speaking. He was less scared and more relaxed now that he had a good look at him.

"Have you ever bottomed before?" Kuza asked with such ease it was like he asked everyone that question.

"No." Chris whispered. "I've... I've been scared to."

"Everyone gets scared."

"I know."

"What made you seek out someone like... Me?"

"Safety. You won't... abandon me."

"No. I'm about relationships, but not everyone is cut out for my kind of relationship. Why do you think you are?"

Chris slowly looked up at him, biting his lip. "I can take a beating."

Chris gasped as Kuza grabbed his hair. It wasn't that far of a reach across the small coffee table. Kuza tilted Chris's head back, smirking at him.

"We'll see about that sweetheart." Chris watched as Kuza stood up and let go of his hair. He went to follow him, frowning as Kuza shook his head. "Hands and knees. That's how you will walk till you earn the right to walk like me. Understand?"

"Okay."

"Yes sir. That's how you address me. Safeword is dove." Kuza stated. "What's the safeword?"

"Dove."

"Good boy. Now at any point I can stop. I'll only stop if I deem it necessary or you say the safe word. Now if you start saying random words then I will definitely stop. I don't want to hurt you to hurt you. I want to hurt you to please both you and me. Got it?"

"Y-Yes sir." Chris stuttered.

"Now on the ground and follow me."

Chris slowly sank to his knees. He didn't know why but he felt right in that position. Complete. He crawled after Kuza, biting his lip as he was forced to climb the stairs. He didn't complain. He'd never complain about something to trivial.

Kuza kept a close eye on the taller man. He didn't want to push him too hard too fast. He guided Chris to a more... Vanilla room. Kuza stopped in the middle of the room, bending down in front of Chris. He gently moved the man so he was sitting on his heels with his back straight and hands behind his back.

"Next time you come over I expect you to strip once the front door is closed. I like to admire the things that are mine understand?"

"Yes sir I understand." Chris stated, his voice still shaky. He smiled as Kuza ran his fingers through his hair.

"We'll only fuck if you're up for it today. I want to see how much of beating you can actually take." Kuza stood up, opening a small closet. He grabbed a riding crop, hitting it against the palm of his hand. "That position is the same one I want you in when we relax. You are not allowed to. I know you don't like being degraded as much as my other submissive, I can live with that. I will not be allowing you to break rules. I will come up with new punishments for you."