King of Subs (MxM | 18+)

Chapter 2- Andreas [M]

Chapter 2 -Mature

Andreas

Looking down at the sub on the couch, I couldn't help but smirk. He clearly knew that what he did was wrong, but I couldn't find remorse anywhere on his face. I let what Aaron said sink into my mind. If the little minx enjoyed being paddled, then I'll just have to stop his arousal. I looked at Aaron with a wide smirk, "I would prefer to punish him." Aaron nodded and got Kingsley to stand, both following me to the playroom I had installed. I turned to Kingsley and narrowed my eyes, "Strip." My voice had a low growl to it, causing the young man to whimper as he quickly scrambled out of his clothes aside from his underwear.

I let my eyes wander down his body, taking in the man in front of me. He wasn't skinny, but he wasn't bigger, either. He was a good medium, his chest showing a bit of muscle while his abs were very lightly sculpted. If you weren't paying attention, they'd be practically non-existent. He wasn't wearing boxers or briefs either, instead just a black pair of cheeky underwear. His ass showed a bit from the back, and they fit him amazingly. I didn't miss the bulge in the front of his underwear, either. Straining and begging to be freed from their confines. I enjoyed staring at every inch of this boy, watching as his cock twitched behind the fabric. I bit my lip and hummed looking around. "What do you think would be the best course of action here?" I asked, looking at Aaron.

Aaron smirked, "For you? I know you love denying an orgasm, and I know Kingsley enough to know that he would definitely consider it a punishment. I suggest the vibrator, and paddle." Hm, those both are very fun to use separately. I looked to Kingsley to see his reaction and snorted at the nervous glare he was giving Aaron.

"Now now, little one. Aaron isn't the one that broke the three drink rule by triple the amount allowed," I said lowly. "How I punish you, will be what you deserve. He has warned you time and time again not to over indulge in your drinking, yet you continue to do so. Go get on the bench like the good little pet I know that you are." I had moved closer and by the time I finished talking, I was doing so in his ear. He visibly shivered and let out a shaky breath before nodding and getting on the bench properly. I took my time tying his hands together as well as he feet, getting him spread out nicely. I rubbed his back gently and hummed softly, "Can I pull your underwear off of you?"

He looked at me and nodded softly, "Yes, Master. If it is for my punishment then you have my permission to do anything that you see fit." Damn, he really was a good sub. Now I see how he's managed to bed every other dom in the club, I thought with a soft hum. I stood behind and slowly tugged his underwear down, relishing in the sight of his smooth ass right in front of me. It was a sight I did not want to forget, and no intentions of letting go now. I ran hands across the globes of his ass, watching as he shivered beneath my touch, a shaky breath coming from his lips.

When I left my spot from behind him, I heard him let out a weak whimper. I just smirked and opened a drawer, pulling a cock ring out from a new package and inspected him. I was gentle as I clamped it to the base of Kingsley's cock. I would have preferred a cock cage on the sub, but his arousal was already more than the cage allowed for. I felt him tense a bit and gently ran my fingers along his spine. "Just take deep breaths, pet. It'll be over soon enough" I breathed in his ear, earning another whimper from his lips. I went back to my drawer and hummed softly, looking back at Kingsley. I was looking up at Aaron with hungry eyes which I couldn't help but chuckle at. They've taken each other at the club a good number of times, and were easily each other's favorites. But Aaron never contracts a sub, no matter how many times he plays with them. I grabbed a vibrating toy meant specifically to press on a male's sweet spot, and returned to my spot. "Eyes down. You will look at your hands or floor only, not Master Aaron." I knew my voice was cold and demanding, and it worked as Kingsley dropped his head with a simple, "Sorry, Master..."