Driven

Ch 10

Ethan's P.O.V

"I think you have a UTI" He said.

I looked at him with my eyes wide and my cheeks still burning with a blush as he still had his hands down my pants. Despite the situation my cock began to fill up and he smirked lightly pulling away and pulled up my underwear and blanket. He stood up as I lay back against Mathew and he wrapped his arms around me. I smiled at him before looking up to see Leslie watching my every move as his eyes darkened with jealousy and Theo watching Leslie clearly amused and enjoying the show.

I chuckled lightly as he relaxed slightly and almost shook himself out of a trance. He said something about ordering medicines and then scribbled down the prescription for Mathew who immediately bolted to get the medicines and Theo followed him calmly. As soon as the door closed, I looked back at Leslie who gently took a seat next to me. I smiled simply and leaned over, placing my head on his shoulder, he moved slightly helping me lay on his lap. He then reached over gently massaging my lower stomach as I released a relaxed sigh.

"Do you want to call it a day on our talk or do you think you're ok to keep going?" He asks looking down at me. "I think I'm fine to talk" I reply as I look back down at his hand that seemed to be working magic at my hip.

"Ok, Let's start with your training. Since you haven't received training, and if you'll be my submissive, I will be the one training you. I also need to know your hard limits and soft limits. I also need to know if you're afraid of anything like darkness, meaning I can't blindfold you and things like that."

"I only have one major hard limit and that is the watch on my wrist, I am not ever going to be able to take that off. If there is a scene where I might be wearing a handcuff, then I need to have some sort of a cloth or material to cover it. I am also physically incapable to cope with isolation during punishment. I'm begging you, for punishment please don't leave me alone, tied up and vulnerable. I can't ..." My voice cracks as I am at the verge of tears, and Leslie pulls me into his chest and I take a deep breath, taking in his deep scent.

He rubs my back, slowly making sure that I'm ok before sitting back and seating me on his lap. I blush embarrassed as try to climb off but his arm feels like steel against my hip and after a few seconds of struggle I look at his smirk and sigh relaxing slightly. I can't help but tense up while I edge my feet to the floor from the fear of my weight. I didn't want to hurt him with my weight. It takes a few seconds of balancing and subtle movements but I manage to shift myself so that I am hovering slightly above his lap but I'm still sitting awkwardly.

"Anything else you want to say?" He asks and I take a second to think before speaking, "What are your rules?"

He smiles before he begins to list them out:

" Rule 1: No lying and distancing from communication. If anything ever goes wrong, you speak before you act.

Rule 2: No touching yourself without permission

Rule 3: No cumming without permission and after each orgasm, you thank me.

An important thing to know is that there is a difference between touching and cumming. I am not a hard dom and I am not a sadist but I am disciplinarian. With me obedience is key and sexual frustration is normal. There are going to be days when I play with you everyday for 2 weeks and you won't have had a single orgasm. Anyway back to the list:

Rule 4: Take care of yourself, proper meals, proper medication and a healthy lifestyle.

Rule 5: Always swallow never spit

Rule 6: During any and all scenes you will call me Sir.

Rule 7: When spanked, a count and a thank you