The Sadist Has Feelings Too (ManXman) {BDSM}

Chapter 4 - Be My Dom?

Mason's pov
Wednesday 14th July 2021
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Damon said he would take me as his sub! He called me this morning and said he will make a contract with me but he has to talk to me about it first. It's almost time for him to pick me up and take me to his house so I'm dressed in nice jeans and a button up shirt as I wait. I've also done an enema in case he wants to fuck my ass again.

The doorbell rings and I quickly open the door to see Damon in a casual suit. It's fitted to his body perfectly.

"Good afternoon slave," he says in his dominant voice.

"Hello Master," I say and lower my eyes to be respectful.

"Come on," he says firmly and I lock the door then follow him to his car. I sit in the passenger seat and steal a glance at his sharp features as he starts the car. He's so beautiful in a very masculine way.

"Stop staring at me," he says coldly and I look away.

"Sorry Master," I apologise and he nods in acknowledgment. I stay quiet for the rest of the car journey as he drives us to his house.

My eyes widen when he pulls up a long driveway to a huge house mainly hidden by trees. It's so beautiful and private. There's ivy going up the rustic brick walls and large windows.

"This is so beautiful Master," I say as he parks in a garage.

"Thank you slave," he says as we get out of the car. I follow him inside as I admire the modern furniture and fancy interior. "Sit down," He orders when he shows me to a living room. I sit on the couch and he sits beside me then shows me a contract on the coffee table.

"I'll show you the contract but I need to tell you something before you decide anything," he says as he leans back against the couch.

"Okay Master," I say and wait for him to start talking.

"I'm only allowed to take you as my sub if I'm honest about myself. You can say no if you don't want me to be your Master when I've told you. I'm diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Which means I don't feel empathy or remorse for anyone. I see myself as the most important person in my life which is why Marcus doesn't think I can be a good Master," he says carefully. I frown as his words register.

"So you're a psychopath?" I ask warily.

"Yes. Although that's not a professional term for my condition. I'm on pills to control my anger so you can trust me not to hurt you, well beyond what you want me too," he explains.

"Does Marcus trust you?" I ask because I know if Marcus trusts him I can. I mean he hasn't done anything wrong so far.

"Marcus trusts me to have scenes with you in the club only. I'm not allowed to have sex with you here or at your place until I earn Marcus' full trust. I promise I won't ever ignore your safewords or go over your limits," he says.

"How can you promise that when you wouldn't feel guilty about it?" I ask him.

"Because if I did Marcus would kick me out of the club and I enjoy the club," he says bluntly. It's a bit upsetting that he doesn't care about me and won't ever care about me.