The Master Of Submission

Part 41

Jack slipped on his mask, feeling really nervous. He didn't know what to expect for any of this. What did he have to do in the Pet Parade? What about the Pet Park? He was getting so worked up that he tried to hide his jitters by rubbing his fingers along his collarbone. Beside him, Mark pulled his shirt off and Jack's unease vanished. Mark tossed his shirt on a chair, bending over to dig through his suitcase. Jack bit his lip as his cheeks started to burn a bright red. He couldn't take his eyes off him. Mark pulled out a plain black tank top that made Mark's eyes and hair seem darker. Mark then began to unbutton his pants, but stopped to look at him. Jack's cheeks burned brighter, causing him to turn away. The smile he briefly saw on Mark's face though was enough to make him melt. Turning to face the wall, Jack gave Mark enough privacy for him to change. He had seen Mark naked thousands of times before, but he still felt embarrassed watching him undress. 

Jack could hear Mark's pants hitting the floor, then a soft rustle as he put on another pair. The sound of a slow zipper, giving Jack goosebumps. Jack desperately tried to distract himself. The last thing he wanted was to have a hard on as Mark paraded him around. Mark's hand suddenly curled over his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze and applying light pressure to push him down. Jack obediently sank to his knees, enjoying the sensation of Mark's hand turning over on his shoulder to brush his knuckles along his neck and jaw. The gentle touch told Jack so much without using words. Mark was proud of him. Mark loved him. Jack closed his eyes, savoring the loving gesture. Mark walked around him, but Jack kept his eyes closed. He wanted to see what Mark would do. Mark's hand adjusted to stroke his fingers under Jack's chin, while very lightly hinting for him to tilt his head back. Jack tilted his head back slowly at the command of his fingers. He felt his mask slide up a bit and held his breath.

Mark's fingers drifted down to the side of his neck, touching his skin above and below his collar. Mark's thumb pressed to a spot just under his jaw to hold his head in place. Jack kept his eyes closed, feeling Mark's breath puff softly over his lips. His heart was starting to speed up as Mark's lips drew closer to him. Then when Mark's lips brushed over his, Jack's heart skipped and stopped. Mark kissed him passionately, his fingers stroking his throat to coax him into a deeper kiss. Jack had to resist the urge to reach up and take Mark's face in his hands. His hands trembled so bad that he shifted a bit to rest his legs on his hands to keep them pinned down. Jack felt like putty in Mark's hands, he couldn't control his body... but Mark could. Every nerve of Jack's body was waiting on the edge of his seat for Mark to command him. Whatever he wanted, he would do. Mark pulled his lips off Jack's to whisper to him in a deep honey-coated voice. "Give me a reason to cage you in this room? That way we can blow off this Parade and Picnic and stay in."

Jack grinned, opening his eyes and going breathless instantly. Mark looked so incredible. Wearing those tight black leather pants that showed off his strong legs, that black tank top that showed off his strong arms, and the silver eye mask that made his eyes gleam like onyx gems. His dark bangs hung over the mask in the most attractive way, hypnotizing Jack into mumbling out to him in a breathless murmur. "There is no way you can go out like that... They are going to notice you." Mark chuckled, sliding his thumb over Jack's lips, before asking in a soft sensual voice. "Then give me a reason to keep you here." Jack started to open his mouth, when the door burst open. Mark's expression turned a bit dark as Kate stomped into the room to tell him bluntly. "Come on, you two! You're suppose to be down there with the others!" Mark looked over his shoulder at her and her eyes widened as she cooed out. "Ooo, sexy! That mask really works for you, Mark." She gave him a wink, then she snapped her fingers sternly and gestured to the door.

Mark released Jack's face as he stood up straight. Jack didn't move from his kneeling position. Mark wanted him to give him a reason to stay... but as nervous as he was and how sexy Mark was looking... He wanted to go. Mark took a thin sliver leash from off his desk and moved back to clip it to Jack's collar. With a heavy sigh, Mark tapped his bare shoulder and Jack climbed to his feet. Together they followed her down to the main floor, where everyone was dressed up really nice. All the Masters were dressed very professionally. Only a few had even chosen to go shirtless. All the pets had enough clothes to cover their genitals and were dressed to impress. All the pet horses were dressed in their normal gear, but had on polished accessories like bridals with glinting steel. A few pet birds were dressed in glittering gem stone underwear and bras with large brightly colored wings that hung from their arms. A man dressed as a white fox, swayed his long bushy tail to a song he was listening to in his white earbuds.