In Texan arms: Fairy Dust Series

Chapter 9: An Art of Torture

Run. Yes, run out of this place like your ass is on fire.

Those words grazed in Jac's mind over and over again. He hated his over curious mind, his suddenly confused sexuality and Joshua Rodriguez.

It was his fault.

"If you liked a scene by Daisy, you most definitely should be very attentive on this one. Josh and Daisy are in the same area of expertise, but Josh would do more than show, he is also doing the telling." A man Jac heard being called King announced to the crowd as Josh pushed him to the scene room.

About ten people gathered around the viewing area to watch and about two of them were recognizably female.

"Ladies and gentleman, good evening." Josh adressed the crowd as soon as King stepped out. "I can't stay with you long because my submissive is relatively new to the lifestyle but I'll teach as much as I can."

Josh pulled Jac's hand towards a chair in full view of the audience and sat him down gently.

"Are you okay?" Josh asked softly, a question only meant for Jac, who answered with only a nod. "If I didn't want you to speak Jac, I would've gagged you."

Jac gulped visibly because he realised Josh had been holding back. This was Josh in full Dom mode and Jac was suddenly feeling fragile and submissive. "Let's try again. Are you okay?"

"Y-yes," suddenly his middle school stutter resurfaced.

"'Yes Sir', Puppy." Josh corrected gently, although there was a threat laced somewhere in there.

"Yes Sir." That didn't sound right.

"Good." He opened his duffle bag slowly, his eyes still on Jac. "Do these people bother you?" He asked yet again and Jac found it hard to breathe.

What kind of question was that? Of course they bother him. How do people even have orgasms and hard-ons infront of other people? He sure as hell was about to disappoint Josh infront of all his friends.

Maybe he could have let the man pick another submissive, but just that thought shot bile to his throat.

"No,Sir." Still not right.

"First Rule, No lies. I hate Lies." Josh stated harshly, the first time he had been annoyed tonight and Jac hated that he caused it.

"A little, Sir." Never will it sound right.

"Okay. I'm going to blindfold you, so you can only focus on me and my voice, is that okay?"

"Okay, Sir." Yep, never.

"Your Safeword is Red. Once you get overwhelmed or scared or hurt, say red and everything stops and I let you go." Josh told Jac. "Am I clear?"

"Yes, Sir."

Then the blindfold was on, Jac saw only the beam of light and nothing else. He heard them though, the whispers and the people around the room were still there and he heard them.

"For this scene I'd like complete silence to get my sub confortable." Josh announced to the audience which went so silent Jac thought he was dreaming.

"Every submissive is different and the art of seductive torture is different for each. For masochists I'm not an expert but all submissives enjoy pain, what differs are the levels." Josh adressed the crowd.

Jac tried listening, up to the point where Josh started cuffing his hands and legs. A ball of panic rolled into his chest as he tried to yank his hands free but failed.

"Hey sweety, relax." Josh said softly. "I'm still here, I got you. Calm down and relax, okay?"

Sure enough, Jac started to calm and focus only on the hums in Josh's voice, and the grazes of Josh's fingers on his bare chest. Josh started to adress the crowd, but Jac could concentrate on nothing but the soft touches of Josh.