Unleashed (23 page)

“Katya, meet Tobias,
the young man who encroached upon our Master’s woman. I believe he left a permanent mark of fingernail crescents on your left breast.”

“Holy shit
! Really? You’re the little douchebag from the entrance of Restraint, from my first time here. Wow, excellent job, Dexter. Are you keeping him?” I ask like Tobias is a stray puppy, not a living breathing human being. I instantly feel badly over my excitement.

“Ah…
yes, Tobias is a great joy for me. He meets many of my needs as I fulfill his. As I said, it’s a delicate balance, and once you find someone who compliments you and you train them properly, it is a lifetime commitment. Now, if only Tobias were a girl and would have sex with me, I’d marry him and make lots of babies.” Dexter gives a hardy laugh. “I guess will wait until I find my soulmate, until then, I will split my needs between Tobias and Heidi.”

“Are you saying that you’ll give them up if you find the right one?” Ezra asks
out of curiosity.

“Oh- no, Tobias
is mine for life. If I find someone who compliments all my needs, I will give Heidi to another Master. I will still control Tobias, though. They would have to understand that. I hold Tobias’ leash. If I drop it, I fear he will revert to his old self. There is great comfort in knowing you are taken care of absolutely. It’s a place of quiet and calm. And that is what Tobias needs to survive. Now, let me show you what I meant about releasing the soul’s pain through pain.”

Tobias stands
with his chest against a St. Andrews cross. Dexter cuffs Tobias’s wrists to the top supports and his ankles to the bottom supports. He tests the cuffs to make sure they are secure and comfortable enough not to cut off circulation. The small man’s shoulders, back, ass, and thighs are on obvious display.

Dexter
picks up an actual whip- a bullwhip. It’s frightening. I sink into Ezra, not only for comfort and support, but for protection. A whip is too hardcore for me. I don’t even want it in my presence.

“Tobias has no need for a warm up. We can go right to the end product. It won’t take long, but it is completely satisfying.” The look on Dexter’s face is beatific. He is alight with pleasure before the act even begins. Of course he will never let Tobias go. He is a lifetime commitment. He does meet Dexter’s needs. I had forgotten- Dexter is a sadist.

A loud crack echoes throughout the room, breaking me from my reverie. I jump at the sound. I franticly look at Tobias’s back for signs, and see none. The whip is cracked again. Dexter is testing it on the floor or maybe building anticipation in Tobias- surprise attack. 

Three more
strikes, and one finally hits its target. Tobias writhes in his restraints, but he doesn’t make a sound. A long lash mark mars his back in a diagonal line from left shoulder to right buttock, missing the tender area of the kidneys. It was a perfect hit. The welt is brilliant red. Dexter must be an expert or the whip is his weapon of choice, because just a fraction harder, he would’ve broken Tobias’ skin. The thought settles me. Dexter is taking care of Tobias while feeding his own needs. I’m just not sure I can sit here and watch.

Two more strikes hit within a second of each other. Dexter created a perfect X on Tobias’s back wit
h a third welt across the young man’s ass. The look on Dexter’s face is one I thought only reserved for phenomenal sex or when gazing upon a divine being. He is completely in control of himself, his sub, and the scene. He is panting out sharp, short breaths, and he is obviously aroused. He’s the hardest I’ve ever seen him. And after all of our sessions, I’ve seen him plenty. Dexter is more aroused now than when he takes Heidi. I don’t think it’s Tobias that has the effect on his libido, I think it’s the pain- inflicting the pain. No doubt if he could combine the two, Dexter would die a happy man.

With each crack
, I flinch and my eyes involuntarily snap shut. I quickly look to Ezra to gauge his reaction. He is impassive. I’m sitting in his lap and he isn’t aroused. I’m pleased with that. I could never provide this level of pain for my master. I like pain, but not a beating- not torture.

The cracks come faster as Dexter builds momentum. So fast that I
no longer flinch with the sound. I just shut my eyes and hold my body tight. The only indication of a new hit is Tobias renewed sobs. He starts to wail in a long mournful tone- unending. And then the whip ceases.

I crack my eyes open with
relief that it’s finally over. Dexter stands back and appreciates his work like he is gazing at a fine art masterpiece. Tobias’s back is decorated with a perfect six-point star. The level of mastery that Dexter wields is beyond impressive. It truly is a masterpiece of horrific proportions. Tobias’ ass and thighs hold another intricate pattern.

“Jesus,” slips pa
st my lips as I gaze in wonder. Dexter looks back at me with an expression of peace, as if he found the perfect drug. I guess he did. It’s also obvious that he’s had a release of his own- a sexual release without touch. It was simply from engaging in his greatest passion. His mind’s way of providing an outlet in the form of sexual release. 

Dexter
unleashes Tobias from the cross. The young man turns to face us with tears drying on his face, but he holds a beatific expression. He, too, looks drugged and at peace. Tobias finally found a drug he can use without the dangerous side-effects. That is if you can trust your Master’s control, because this drug is just as deadly if in the wrong hands.

“Katya, Ezra, do you believe that young Tobias deserves a reward?” Even Dex
ter’s speech is slow and soft. We don’t answer because we’re both speechless. We just shake our heads like a pair of bobble heads.

“Very well,” Dexter says as
he opens the door, gesturing for Heidi to join us. “Do your worst, son, Heidi is all yours.” Dexter chuckles and sits next to us on the settee.

“Toby
won’t last two minutes. I’m willing to take wagers.” Dexter raises his eyebrows at us. “What do you think, Ezra, you in for a minute thirty?”

“I’ll take
that bet,” Ezra slyly replies. “What’s the wager?”

“I get Kat without your supervision after her g
raduation,” Dexter negotiates.

“Alright, I’ll take that. Two minutes for
you and a minute and a half for me. If I win, I get to direct your reward with Katya,” Ezra flashes us a wicked grin, a little bit evil and a whole heluva lot naughty.

“Deal,” Dexter says as
he reaches to shake Ezra’s hand.

I watch Tobias, t
he second he sees Heidi, his young cock is instantly at attention, jutting up to his belly button. “I want in- thirty seconds on Tobias- I get to choose my own submissive for my final.” I speak loud enough for Heidi to hear, and she tips her chin at me. Heidi starts to undress in the most salacious manner, pumping up poor Tobias’s need. She’ll do me proud.

“And I want sex privileges for my final. Most subs need sexual stimulation for release.”
I sound just as sly as Ezra, more so even. I bite my tongue to keep my laugh at bay.

“Who do you have in mind, Katya?” Ezra calls me Katya with Master Ez’s tone of voice. I used to think that meant he was angry- now
I think it means he’s worried.

“Don’t worry, the sub is female. And think of it more as an interview. I know s
omeone who is in need of a new master. I would like Dexter to see her in action. I think they’re a perfect fit. If my intuition is correct, and it usually is, it may be the ring and a minivan kind of happily ever after.”

“Deal, but you won’t win. Tobias has
waited too long, he’ll want to make it last,” Ezra arrogantly says.

I just laugh. Tobias is a kid who hasn’t had any in months
and has been under constant sexual tension. I doubt he gets it in all the way before he blows.

Heidi bends over at the waist and touches her toes. She shows off her heart shaped ass and peachy pussy to the room. Tobias releases a noise that is more animal than man. I watch as a big clop of precum splats on the floor. I l
augh again. No freaking way, Tobias won’t even last thirty seconds.

Heidi wiggles her ass at Tobias,
and tells him to wait and enjoy the view. She is amping him up for me. She glances over her shoulder and purrs, “Come get me, big boy.” Tobias moves with lightning speed and enters her in one long thrust. Before he can pull back for another thrust, he is screaming at the ceiling. I watch him writhe against her ass.

Heidi looks at me with a satisfied expr
ession on her pretty face. She’s pleased that she helped a fellow woman win, and I think she’s most satisfied with Tobias. He wasn’t the only one who could look, but not touch for months.
Atta Girl, Heidi!

I don’t gloat, laugh, or eve
n smile about my win. I just patiently sit while I enjoy my silent victory, because both guys have a sour puss expression on their face. And that alone is worth it!

Chapter
Eighteen

We had a very quiet week without any more mysterious notes, twitchy feelings in the back of my neck, or Ray sightings. The most excitement we’ve had is wedding preparations. I was shocked when the entire family got involved, especially the men. I knew that the ladies would be fanatical, but it’s sweet and strange that the men are getting into it just as much. I have a big wedding planning party
scheduled for tomorrow. So while everyone was ooh-ing and ah-ing over wedding dresses, I’ve been planning a luncheon for all the ladies.

The guys won’t leave the house under the circumstances, but agreed to s
tay in the theater. Which is a good thing, because they are being bigger divas than the bride. If I hear one more time that money isn’t an object, I will scream. Just because you can afford a huge wedding, doesn’t mean the bride and groom want one. I had to beg them not to come to the party so that I could find out what Kayla really wants- not needs as Ezra would think.

Any attached female that is coming to the party is bringing her male
, too. I guess the theater will become a daycare center, except instead of kids, it’s the men. My entire Saturday morning has consisted of making party favors. I don’t see their appeal, but Ava and Kayla were insistent, insistent- yet not helping.

Out of the corner of my eye
, the newspaper draws me. I see the word Zeitler. It’s not a popular name, and I only know of four Zeitler’s, so it’s either my daughter, Ezra, or his parents. I drop the cheesy, pink tulle I’m chopping up for party favors and drag the paper over.

Ezra
Zeitler publicly announces the dissolution of his engagement to Adelaide Whittenhower.
The couple were engaged, according to our records, for over six years. Zeitler, however, states that the engagement was broken three years ago. He cites incompatibility as the reason for not marrying.

The Times
, quoting Zeitler from a phone interview this morning: “I just couldn’t see myself creating an everlasting life with Adelaide. We broke off our private relationship several years ago, but maintained a public relationship for business, public, and familial obligations. My life is how I envisioned it, and I wish to no longer pretend it is otherwise.”

When asked if he is seeing anyone romantically, Zeitler replied,
“The people I share my life with wish to remain anonymous for the time being. I will say that I am happier than I’ve ever been. I feel comfortable to truly be myself. I look forward to a long and happy life with my loved ones.”

The Times asked Zeitler if he plans on remaining a bachelor now that his engagement is broken. He replied with, “The bachelor life is not for me. I see myself with a wife and a large family
, and I see it in the near future. I’m sure the press will catch wind of my plans before I do,” Zeitler ends his interview with a chuckle. The Times would like to add that Ezra Zeitler is a pleasure to interview, always open and engaging. We wish him the best of luck in his romantic endeavors.

Our greatest sympathies go out to Adelaide Whittenhower for not tying the billionaire down.

“Jesus,” slips past
my lips. When Ezra gives you a week- you have exactly a week, no less, no more. He didn’t paint Adelaide in a bad light. The press swayed it in a way that makes her look bad, though. She really should have come up with an excuse of her own. I mean, come on, she had three years to think something up. Clearly, Adelaide thought she could reel Ezra back in, somehow. I never thought I would feel bad for someone when their misfortune is my fortune. Well, that’s not entirely true.

I have no idea where I stand with Ezra. Since our last visit to the dungeon
, he has been withdrawn- grumpy. Only to Cort and me- he likes everyone else. I miss Ezra, not for sexual reasons, just life’s little intimacies. Lying in bed with his mood hovering is uncomfortable at best. None of us have been sleeping.