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... it's good right, sir? So good..."

"You're good, sweetheart," Tobias whispered. "I'll make you fly." And he let go, let himself relax, let relief flow through him and out his cock in wracking spasms. Heat 148

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splashed on him, around him, and he felt himself growl, deep in his chest.

Noah made a sound, stifled like he was biting his lip. "I could have come without touching myself just watching that, sir. Watching you come, that lovely look on your face. You could make me fly that easily." He shifted, looking like he was trying to ride the plug without much success.

Tobias laughed, boneless on the pillows. "Stop that, sweetheart. It's not going to work, and you'll just hurt your dick if you manage to get your blood flowing."

Noah sighed. "I know, I know; it's frustrating as hell, sir."

He shook his head and took two steps forward, then back again, his chains rattling.

"I know," Tobias agreed easily. He stretched and sighed, not quite ready to get up yet. "I told you it would be an easy night, boy. Tomorrow will be more ... in depth."

Noah nodded, keeping his eyes on Tobias' body. "You are lovely, sir, that was a pleasure to watch, thank you."

Tobias smiled, not really able to stop himself. With a groan he rolled over on his side and then got to his feet, moving to stand in front of Noah so he could undo the cuffs. "Wrists okay?" he asked. The chains fell away with soft clinking sounds, and he absently swiped at the come on his belly.

"Just fine, sir, they're very comfortable. You must have chosen them with great care." He dropped his arms to his sides. "Would you like me to clean you up, sir?"

Tobias nodded, walking to the wall to release the chains.

"Yes, please. First me, then check the pillows."

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Quickly, Noah left the stall, the sound of his steps soft as he padded down to the supply room. He returned just as quietly, with a warm damp towel, and as soon as he was clean Tobias began to dress.

"After you make sure the pillows are clean," he told Noah,

"I want you to set the chains back to the way they were, and make sure that glass dildo is clean. Dress and come back to the house-I'll set the door to lock behind you, so just turn off the light. I'll be in my office."

"With pleasure, sir. I will come to your office shortly."

Noah waited for Tobias to turn and leave the stall before setting about his chores.

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Chapter 13

The air had cooled further, Tobias noted as he walked back to the house. When he went inside he immediately turned up the heat, then went to the office. He needed a few moments to review the evening so far.

Noah had been in good form, and allowances were made for the first night-he knew very well that they were both feeling their nerves. However, there was work to be done and trust to be won; his own hunger dealt with, he could now move on.

He would set Noah's routine carefully, make it something he could rely on. There were things that he had to work around-the horses needed to be fed at a certain time, as did he himself, but there was also leeway. He was thinking about what to make a permanent part of Noah's routine when he heard the front door close followed by Noah's steps in the hall.

Noah appeared moments later in the doorway to his office, eyes on the ground and shoulders square. He had put his jeans and sweater back on for the walk over to the house. He waited patiently for Tobias to acknowledge him before speaking. "Everything is done, sir, and I double-checked that the door was locked before I came back to the house."

"Good, thank you." Tobias leaned back in his chair and considered the figure in the doorway. Tall and strong, lean-hipped and healthy ... he really was remarkable to look at.

"Undress, please. Leave your clothes; I'll have things for you to wear tomorrow. I'd like to look at you without barrier."

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"Yes, sir." Noah crossed his arms over himself and tugged his sweater off over his head, revealing his tight, tanned abs.

He folded the sweater neatly and then his jeans before moving further into the room and kneeling at Tobias' side.

"It was a good start," Tobias said softly, one hand reaching out to pet Noah's hair. "You did well, sweetheart."

Noah's voice was soft as he answered. "Thank you, sir."

"I know it's early, but we're going to bed. I think Fridays will typically be early for us, though we'll usually do a longer, more intense scene. Saturday will be even more intense, and you'll need your rest." Tobias stood up. "In the morning you will make us breakfast, then we'll go to the barn. The horses will be fed, and then I'll let you go for your run. The horses will get their exercise, and after that ... well, I'll tell you tomorrow."

Noah followed him out the door and up the stairs,silent except for the whisper of bare feet on the hardwood floor. At the door to the safe room Tobias allowed himself a smile. "I believe we have something to take care of before we sleep."

"Yes, sir. My punishment, sir. One offense today, for reaching for your plate before asking if you were finished eating," Noah reminded him.

"Correct." Tobias touched the door with his fingertips.

"Punishment will not be given in this room. It will happen in the playroom, in my office, or in the bedroom. Discipline will be with a paddle each morning, punishment with a crop.

Please fetch one of each and come to the bedroom."

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widest paddles, Tobias went to his room and waited. He sat on the edge of his bed, wondering why he was so sure about Noah's choices. He didn't really know the man that well, by all rights he shouldn't be sure at all. He found himself making a bet with himself about what Noah would bring him.

It wasn't long before Noah joined him in his bedroom, his chosen implements in his hands. The crop was leather with a long handle and a wide leather loop at the end. The paddle was rectangular in shape and was set with three rows of small studs. Noah knelt in front of Tobias and held them out in front of him.

Carefully, Tobias took the crop. "This will do nicely," he said. "It'll hurt. The paddle, on the other hand, will hurt, too.

Quite a lot, in fact."

"Yes, sir." Noah nodded, eyes on the floor.

"And you intend to run in the morning and go riding with an ass which is ... more than warmed?"

Noah frowned. "Oh, you're right, sir, I hadn't thought about the run." He bit his lip.

Tobias grinned. "But you liked the studs, huh? Think they'd bite a bit?"

"The studs have a short-lived sting that I..." Noah cleared his throat. "That turns me on, sir." He bit his lip again and Tobias caught a hint of his embarrassment.

"All right," Tobias said, setting the paddle down on the bed. "Next weekend I'll work it into a scene for you, maybe on Saturday. You'll have a day to earn it. For discipline, I'll use something more utilitarian-get the one with the leather back, please."

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"Yes, sir." Noah stood and hurried out of the room to bring Tobias the paddle he'd asked for. When he returned he knelt again and held out the paddle. "Is this the one you meant, sir?"

"Yes, thank you." Tobias put the paddle on the bed and fingered the crop. "Tomorrow we're going to go over positions and their names. For now, I want you to stand facing the wall, arms braced and butt out."

Noah obeyed silently, placing his palms flat against the wall. He spread his legs slightly and stuck his lovely rounded ass out, presenting it for Tobias' review.

"You are being punished for rushing me, for presuming instead of anticipating. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir. I understand, sir," Noah answered softly.

"One stroke," Tobias said firmly. Just as firmly he brought the crop down, raising a red line across Noah's ass, neatly bisected by the leather harness.

Noah hissed and swallowed a sound, clearing his throat instead. His ass clenched for a moment and then relaxed, the momentary tension draining from his shoulders and back as well. "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, boy." Tobias smiled and stepped away, still admiring the stripe. "Now. You can brush your teeth and wash while I get your chains ready," he said, pointing to a length of metal on the floor. "I suggest you use the facilities, as you'll have to wake me up if you suddenly need them in the night. I don't encourage that." Quickly, he undid Noah's harness and set it aside.

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Noah disappeared to the bathroom. It was quiet for a short while and then Tobias could hear the toilet flush, the water running, and the unmistakable sound of gargling, which made him grin. When Noah reappeared his hair was combed, he was clean-shaven, and he smelled like minty mouthwash.

Tobias smiled broadly. "Lovely, sweetheart." He redid the harness, making sure the cage and plug were neatly in place, and said, "Kneel for me and I'll put on your collar." He held up a plain strip of black leather. Noah knelt instantly, and Tobias caught a grin on his face even though his eyes remained appropriately lowered.

"So eager," Tobias teased. "Pity I have to ruin it. This is merely to keep you in place overnight. My collar-the one that matters-must be earned, boy. It won't be easy, but when you do it you'll know that it's because you've made me very proud."

Tobias watched as Noah nodded. "I understand, sir," he said, and he worked his lower lip in his teeth again. He'd tried to hide the disappointment in his voice, but Tobias heard it there all the same.

"I know," Tobias said softly. "But it's not all games here, is it? That's the reward, sweetheart. Make me happy, submit to me ... complete us both and you'll earn it. I know you can do this."

Noah nodded confidently. "I won't disappoint you, sir."

"I'm sure you won't." Tobias nudged Noah's chin with one finger and fastened the collar. "You'll be chained to the end of the bed. There's a large pillow there, enough to curl up on 155

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comfortably, and a blanket. The chain is long enough for you to stand up, but you can't leave the room."

That seemed to disappoint Noah a bit, too, but he was very good about making his way to the end of the bed and picking up the loose end of the chain to hand to Tobias.

Clipping the chain to the collar, Tobias said, "If it helps, it's easier to earn your way into my bed for a night than it is to earn the collar."

Noah laughed softly, his smile returning. "I'll remember that, sir."

"I'm sure you will," Tobias smiled. "Okay, boy. Bed time.

The alarm will go off at five, so sleep. You'll have discipline first, then I'll let you go make breakfast. And remember-my pleasure is your only goal. Make me happy, and you'll be happy, I promise."

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Chapter 14

If the alarm clock had gone off, Tobias hadn't heard it. He hadn't heard Noah wake, or the gentle clinking sound of the boy's chain as he pulled himself up off the floor. He hadn't been awake when the bed shifted as Noah climbed onto it gingerly, either.

The first thing his sleeping mind had been dimly aware of was heat; hot breath in his curls, hot tongue on his cock, which apparently had been wide awake long before his mind.

He hadn't even opened his eyes yet. When he did he found that Noah's upper body was a lump under his comforter but his ass stuck out just within reach of Tobias' hands, still bound in its leather harness.

Noah made a soft humming sound that was muffled by the bed linens. Tobias bent a knee to the side to give Noah better access, and his sub took full advantage. Noah's tongue circled each of his balls slowly and gently. Tobias wasn't at all sure how long he'd been at it, but Noah was clearly not in any kind of hurry.

"I don't recall telling you to do this," Tobias said, attempting to sound stern. Then he closed his eyes and moaned as Noah's tongue danced over a particularly sensitive part.

"No, sir," came a muffled voice from under the comforter.

Noah's hand wrapped around his cock and pumped him vigorously several times. "But you did ask me to wake you up when the clock went off."

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"Oh, Christ," Tobias whispered, his hips twitching. He snaked a hand under the covers to trace Noah's face, urging him to get on with it. "I do like initiative," he allowed graciously.

"Yes, sir," Noah acknowledged and then went silent. Tobias felt himself swallowed deftly and released, slowly at first but then with ever-increasing urgency. Noah massaged his balls firmly with one hand and the fingers of his other hand dug into Tobias' thigh.

Tobias really saw no point in holding off; sometimes it felt better to wait, sometimes it was just good to. But there were times when coming hard and fast felt like nirvana, so he let it happen, hips pushing, cock aching and throbbing, and Noah took him, worked him harder until Tobias had to cry out, his back arching as he held on long enough to warn him. "Noah, I'm coming."

Noah slid his hands under Tobias' ass and squeezed, not allowing him to pull away.

"God, yes—" Tobias hadn't time for anything more as he started to shoot, coming in Noah's mouth with great shudders. He was spent and panting, eyes closed as he growled in his chest, one hand still in Noah's hair as his boy licked him clean. "Thank you, Noah," he said softly. "That was lovely."

Noah finished his task and then slid out from under the comforter, considerately leaving the covers in place so Tobias didn't get cold. He knelt beside Tobias on the bed and smiled.