Soft skin // J.A

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Jonah rode in the back of the limo jack had sent. He was on the phone sealing a deal for his tobacco company. He was finnaly getting marajauna leagalized with his company. He knew this would be ground breaking and that other companies would be appalled by this.

He was busy, but he was never too busy for jack. The Jack Avery, you see he himself was quite rich but jack had the same and riches. Before jack became an entrepreneur he was an idol. He sang songs and he was pretty successful. He ended his career when he got a call that his childhood best friend had killed his mom.

It ruined jacks mental health and by that time he was 19 and ready to pull himself out of the road of fame he paved for himself, instead he pulled up a friend of his, Zayn Malik and let him lead his path.

Jonah hung up and opened a bottle of wine in pure joy. The deal was solidated. He poured himself a glass as they pulled up to the school.

The building was a boring color and it seemed very conservative. He absolutely hated it.

He entered the building and went into the office. He saw a small figure laying on a couch and chuckled softly. The boy looked so feeble. It reminded him of when he first met his submissive, corbyn.

He went up to the lady at the desk flashing her a famous you-need-to-comply-to-what-i-say smile. Jonah was famous for giving those when he was about to give risky orders.

"I'd like to get Zachary Dean Herron out for an early dismissal," Jonah said smiling softly with his famous smile still plastered on. He handed her his ID already knowing that's the next thing she'll ask to see.

"May I ask what relationship you have with Mr.Herron" she said with narrowed eyes as she reafread his ID. Zach looked up when he heard his name. He didn't uncoil he just peered at them.

He held up his finger and pulled out his phone. "I am Jack Avery's associate. He was too busy wanking in his office to come pick up the poor boy" he said snickering softly.

It did not myself the lady. "I need proof sir" she said her face showing resistment.

Zack say up slowly and walked to the counter. His feeble, delicate, fragile legs caving in under his partially. You could tell he was struggling.

Jonah rung jacks personal cell and waited for an awnser. He should awnser immediately but should and is are too different things.

"Hey j, what's up have you got my brat yet?" Jack could be heard through the phone as Jonah had forgotten to turn his phone off speaker from when he was on conference.

"Yeah jack about that, we seem to have a few problems getting him. The lady needs proof that you approve of him riding with me or whatever" Jonah replied looking sorrowly at the boy now beside him and the lady across the table.

Zach whimpered when he was called a brat. He clambered to Jonah side and weakly gripped onto his arm. His face paling slightly and his body producing alot of sweat.

"Oh. Hand the lady your phone man" he said chuckling. Jonah complied handing her his phone.

She cleared her throat "hello, Mrs.Wynters speaking."

"Hey Mam, it's Jack Avery. My friend Jonah Marais Roth Franzitch has been sent to pick up Zach. I'm too busy signing my papers and reading emails in my office to be there right now. I'm sorry for any complications. Please send him promptly with Jonah or I will not hesitate to call officials on you for withholding a subbmisive away from their dominant." Jack could be heard sterly speaking over the phone in the tone he used in conferences most times.

The lady nodded her head dumbfoundly "yes sir" she handed Jonah back his phone with her eyes wife.

Jonah chuckled and hung up with jack. "Now may I get Zachary please mam" he chuckled out shoeing the boy off his arm.

Zach whined as Jonah shoed him. He let a few delicate tears leak down his ghostly white face. "S-sir i-i am z-zach-zachay" he stumbled out stutering heavily.

The lady sighned Zach out as he was talking. He would be excused from the point he certainly into the office.

"Well in that care, drop too all four jack won't appreciate a slut who thinks themselves worthy" Jonah said. He was gonna treat Zach the way he taught corbyn to behave. He knew that all submissives had to go through at least 30 hours of training first but from Zach's record that's all he had been through. The basics that was.

He walked outside making sure Zach was on all four by his feet. Once arriving to the limo he got In and the pale, weeping, pathetic, fragile boh followed. He looked like a disgrace.

He felt bad for jack. Who would love something that was that repulsive and ill looking.

Zach curled up as far away from joanh as possible. He was sweating and he couldn't stop the tears. His mouth was watering with a salty, vile taste. He knew he would be vomiting soon. He held it in. Gagging in his mouth and swallowing it back down.

Jonah looked at the repulsive things they arrived. He got out and watched as Zach slowly crawled out and committed on the pavement as soon as he got out. He shook his head and continued walking, jacks maktneince ladies zooming to fix the problem.

Once entering Jonah yelled "YO J-DOG" out.

Zach's Dom came down the stairs hastily and high fives Jonah "yo yo y-" jack stopped in his final yo looking down at his pathetic submissive.

He looked ill, very ill. He called his personal doctor/Friend connor. He had finnaly gotten the two credits he needed to be a doctor.

Connor awnsered and was on his way to help with Zach's illness.

Another chapter.
What could Zach have gotten sick from? Is jack gonna give into Zach and be soft. What's going to happen next

Word count: 1043