Bound Circumstances, Chp. 4
Title: Bound Circumstances, Chp. 4
Author: fangirl2323
Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to TNT, Leverage. Just borrowing them for fun
Pairing: Nate/Eliot, slash, AU
Summary: Eliot gets his first punishment from Nate
Word Count: 3297
Warnings/Rating: NC-17
Comments: Thanks to my wonderful beta, courtberger, she is awesome!
Nathan was sitting at the table working on his laptop, when Eliot came back into the loft from picking up the laundry downstairs.
"Come sit down and have a drink."
Eliot nodded at Nathan, "I'll just uh put the laundry up first, sir."
Nathan nodded. When Eliot came back downstairs, there were two beers on the table.
Gesturing to the chair in front of him, Nathan said, "Take a break, I want to discuss a couple of things with you."
"Thank you, sir." Eliot said before sitting across from Nathan.
"You have healed up well and I get the sense that you are a bit restless and would like to do more, is this true?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good, good. I am going to introduce you to Hardison and Parker, two of my slaves, who work for my firm, as well as have outside jobs. Have you given any thought as to what kind of work you would like to do, besides being a bodyguard/hitter for my firm?"
Surprised at the question, Eliot took a sip of beer so that he had a moment to formulate his reply, "If there is a gym nearby that needs some help. I've done that before."
Nathan thought about that for a moment, "Okay, that is good. How about teaching self-defense, do you think you could do that?"
Again, Nathan had surprised him. "Yes, sir, I know a lot of different fighting techniques, so yeah I could teach it."
"Good, I had Hardison make up a list of nearby gyms and organizations that allow slaves to work, there are a few openings like the ones I just suggested on it."
Eliot took the list, which was very detailed, from Nathan and began reading over it, quickly. He saw two openings that interested him, and possibly a third. "There are two openings here, but I would have to check out the place, before I would commit."
"I thought that might be the case. We are going to meet Hardison and Parker at Old Town Pizza for lunch, then I thought perhaps you would like to go with them and check out the places. Have you been a bartender?"
"No, but I've been a waiter before," Eliot replied.
"Yes, I own this building and thus the bar downstairs. Parker works down there as well. Parker could show you the ropes of bartending. I would like to have you working down there, to um, keep an eye on Parker when she tends bar or is waitressing. There was an ugly mishap last month, where a customer got stabbed by her for putting his hands where he should not have, then of course a full barroom brawl broke out and the police came."
"But I thought that as a slave, I couldn't touch or fight anyone, sir?" Eliot asked in confusion.
"If you are employed at a place, yes, a slave can protect himself or anyone that he is hired to protect in a fight. If you were to work as a waiter or bartender in my bar, the only person you would be allowed to touch on your own is Parker, unless of course in the instance I just mentioned. You don't have to respond right now, but think about it. Get dressed and we'll meet the others.
Hardison and Parker were sitting in a booth when Nathan and Eliot arrived.
Nathan made introductions before he and Eliot sat down.
"Boss, we ordered a large house special, hope that's okay?" Hardison asked.
"Superb," Nathan replied, "If you don't like it, you can order something else Eliot."
Glancing at the menu, Eliot shook his head, "No, that sounds good."
"I ordered a pitcher of tea." Parker added, "And breadsticks. The breadsticks are the best here."
Lunch was nice with your basic chatter about weather, sports, jobs and cool things to do.
Nathan's cell phone buzzed, he answered.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Looking at the others, he said, "I have to go, that was Sophie. Hardison why don't you and Eliot check out those places on the list. If there is anything else you need to do, like grocery shopping or whatever, do that too before you come back."
"Okay, will do, sir." Hardison replied.
"Parker when you've finished your lunch, come by the offices."
"Yes, sir." Parker nodded.
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He and Alec headed decided to check out the gyms first. The first place was rejected as soon as they walked into the door. They were now headed to the third place, after discovering the other gym had closed.
As they waited for the manager, Dave Yackley, Eliot struck up a conversation with Alec, "How long you been with Nathan?"
"Two years now. Parker's been with him a bit longer, but from what I've gathered, she had it really rough before she got lucky, like me with Nathan."
"Oh," Eliot replied, "So um, have you guys had sex with him?"
"What!? No, um, he's never been that way with me and my guess is Parker's previous owner took advantage and misused her, so he's been more like a father-figure to her."
Surprised to hear Nathan talked about in such nice terms, Eliot frowned, "How come I got so lucky to get to have sex with him?" He grumbled.
Alec chuckled, "Seriously man, you are slave owners wet dream. I mean that of course in the most positive way. How is he man, I've heard stories about him. Is he well hung?"
Eliot felt heat flaming his face. He coughed, "Yeah, he is hung well."
Alec watched Eliot in amusement. He could tell that the man had been with men before and that he was more of a personal slave, than he or Parker.
"He is um good in bed," Eliot said softly, "He has his kinks though." Course so do I, he thought.
Alec laughed, "Oh, you mean the bondage clubs? Hell, he owns a couple."
When Dave Yackley appeared, he and Eliot stepped into his office.
"Mr. Spencer, I received your resume that you had faxed to my office. Tell me, what kind of hours are you looking to put in?"
A few minutes later, he and Alec headed to United Martial Arts Academy, where Eliot got another on-site interview with Bill Templemann.
Eliot finished the interview early. When he didn't find Alec, and realized he was alone, he went out the back exit of the Academy. He was gone, feeling free for the first time in weeks. In the middle of his excitement at being free, his thoughts went to Alec. Frowning, he realized that Alec would be punished for his leaving, even though it wasn't his fault.
"Not my problem." Eliot muttered to himself, as he continued down the street. He had gone another couple of blocks before he growled and turned back. When he entered the lobby, he still didn't see Alec.
The receptionist saw him, "Are you looking for your friend?"
"Yes, ma'am." Eliot replied.
"He went to the restrooms upstairs, since ours are clogged up. He should be back in a few minutes."
"Thank you." Eliot replied.
Five minutes later, Eliot saw Alec walking down the stairs.
As they left the building, Alec asked, "How did the interview go?"
"Good. He wants me to start as soon as I can. I just have to call or fax him my availability. He wants me to teach in the kids karate program. Teach them self-defense techniques."
"Cool. I know you will be glad to get out and be able to do more than clean house. I heard you are an excellent cook, I hope the boss will let me and Parker come and sample."
Eliot beamed, "He said that about me?"
Alec nodded, "Yes. He said that we could go by Home Depot, if you wanted to put up a garden on the roof?"
"I would love it!" Eliot exclaimed.
"Let's head to home depot before heading back."
"Then the grocery store," Eliot added.
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It was after five o'clock when the guys returned to the loft. Hardison parked the van in the valet parking spot in front of the building and had men carry the gardening supplies to the roof, while he and Eliot carried the groceries inside to Nathan's loft.
Eliot managed to open the door while juggling the bags of groceries.
Entering, he heard Nathan's voice, as well as a woman.
Seeing them, Sophie exclaimed, "Oh, let us help you guys."
Once the groceries were safely on the island counter, Sophie turned to Eliot.
"You must be Eliot, I am Sophie."
"Pleasure, ma'am."
Sophie blushed, "He is as adorable as you mentioned, Nathan."
Nathan smiled, "Sophie here is my partner. She helps me in purchasing new slaves for the firm and for my various businesses." He explained.
"I received a fax from Mr. Yackley and a Mr. Templemann. I take it that you are interested in these two, Eliot?"
"Yes, sir. Very much so, sir."
"Good. When you've decided what days and hours you would like to commit to after looking at these schedules they faxed, we will talk about it."
"Yes, sir."
"After walking Sophie and Hardison to the door, Nate locked it and headed to the island. He sat down and watched Eliot as he put away the groceries and other items.
"You and Alec seemed to get along well." Nate commented.
"Yes, sir. He's a bit geeky, but a nice guy and he is smart," Eliot replied, "Although I think it would do him good to learn some self-defense."
Nate chuckled, "The loft next door is empty, I could have someone come and make a door way between the wall and the TV, then you would have space for a gym, locker room or whatever you want."
When Eliot started to say something, Nate shook his head, "I'm not letting you do any construction work, even if you know how. I have a good guy that has done work for me before."
Eliot smiled, "Thank you, sir. What can I cook you for dinner?"
"Isn't there something you want to tell me, Eliot?" Nate asked.
Shaking his head, Eliot replied, "No, sir."
"You're positive? Last chance." Nate said.
"Come over here, Eliot," Nate ordered as he moved back to the table where his laptop was still open.
Eliot followed Nate.
Turning his laptop around, Nate hit one of the keys, a night version of a map appeared on screen.
"See that blinking square there?" Nate asked as he pointed to the screen. "That's United Martial Arts Academy. Now see that blinking dot that's moving?"
An uneasy feeling gripped Eliot's stomach and nerves, "Yes, sir."
"That is you, Eliot."
"Fuck." Eliot muttered before his brain caught up with his mouth. Looking at Nathan, Eliot scrambled for the right words, "Sorry, sir, uh master."
Nate arched an eyebrow, "Kneel."
The command made Eliot's dick twitch. Annoyed at his body and pissed off at himself, he grit his teeth and fell to his knees.
"Every slave tries to run, at least once. I'm surprised you waited this long. You came back, which also surprises me," Nate said, "Since you were not aware that I can keep tabs on you, even if I am not with you, let me explain how it works. When you were captured, you were implanted with a tracking device and you were tattooed. It is an invisible tattoo that reacts only to certain light. These things were done in case you attempted to escape and were captured. This will help anyone identify you, as well as your owner. Most places that allow slaves to work have a sensor device that automatically clocks you in and out, even if you are just visiting."
Looking at the monitor and the blinking dots, then at Nathan, Eliot's mind processed his circumstances and his current situation due to his attempt to run.
Nate moved and sat back down in his chair, "I see that you have a better understanding of the fact that until you die, I own you."
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied as he lowered his head.
"I am glad to hear that, now I'm guessing that you realized that if you disappeared while out with Hardison that he might be punished, am I correct."
"Yes, sir."
"What was that?" Nate demanded in full taskmaster mode.
"Yes, sir!" Eliot repeated louder.
"Your actions demand punishment. What do you think I should do?"
Unsure of what Nate expected him to say, Eliot replied, "I don't know, sir."
Nate looked down at Eliot and sighed, "Stand up."
Eliot stood, keeping his head lowered, eyes on the floor.
"Look at me."
Eliot looked at Nate, trying to figure out what the man was thinking.
"Now, we both know you can run. If you choose to do so, know that you will be found and brought back to me. The choice is yours."
Looking at Nate's cool slate-blue eyes, Eliot knew he spoke the truth. His mind was screaming at him to run, yet another voice was telling him that if he ran and was brought back, the humiliation and punishment would be worse than now, so he chose to stay.
When Eliot made no move, Nate knew that he had made his choice.
"Alright, it seems that I as your Dom and Master need to teach you what your place is in this relationship a bit better," Nate told him, "Go to your bedroom, I will be there shortly."
"Yes, Sir." Eliot replied.
Nate new that Eliot was nervous and wondering what he was going to do to him, so he took his time, finishing up his phone calls and emails while Eliot waited.
Eliot watched as Nathan walked into his bedroom. His shirt was out, no tie and the top few buttons were open. He was carrying a cup of fresh coffee. He walked over to the black, leather straight back chair in the corner of the bedroom and sat down.
"Come here Eliot." He commanded.
"Have you thought about why you are here?" Nate asked.
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied.
"And why are you here, Eliot?"
"Because I attempted to escape, sir."
"Yes, you did," Nate commented, "What else?"
"Be ... because I displeased my master, sir." Eliot answered, "And uh, put Alec in a bad position."
"And do you think I should punish Alec too?"
Eliot groaned, "Please ... sir, no. I ... uh ... it wasn't his fault, sir."
"So you are willing to accept your punishment?"
Eliot nodded and replied meekly, "Yes, sir."
"Very well, strip, fold your clothes and then stand at the end of the bed, facing the headboard."
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied.
Nate watched, enjoying every bit of bare flesh that was exposed. When Eliot was fully naked and standing at the foot of the bed with his back to Nate, he heard Nate getting up and then what sounded like he was rummaging through a drawer or something, then there was silence."
Nate walked up behind Eliot, "I am going to spank you. You will not be allowed to be silent. If I ask you a question, you will answer. Now think of a safe word.
Eliot's dick twitched again at hearing what his punishment was to be, making him silently curse his body, knowing that Nate would see his semi-erect cock, "Yes, sir. Red, sir."
"Red, good choice," Nate replied, "Raise your arms up. I am going to cuff each of your wrists." When Nate was finished, he ran his hands down Eliot's arms, back and down to the globes of his ass, Eliot's body tingled with pleasure at the feel of Nate's hands on him, but he remained silent.
Nate placed one of his clothed legs between Eliot's, "Spread your legs, wide."
Eliot felt the ankle cuff close around one ankle and he realized that Nate was placing a spreader bar between his legs. When the second cuff closed around his bare ankle, his
legs were spread almost too far, he whined in protest.
Nate tutted as he moved to stand behind Eliot so that he could feel his clothed body pressed against his, "You are to tell me if I push you beyond your endurance level, Nate explained, his hands roaming over Eliot's nipples and downward to catch his semi-erect cock, "What's this? Do you like it when I take control like this Eliot?"
Eliot's breath hissed at the feel of Nate's hand holding his cock, "Yes, sir." He answered softly.
Nate chuckled, "Have you been restrained before?"
"Yes, sir."
Nate found himself pleased with his answer, filing it away, he continued, "Have you been spanked before?"
"Yes, but not like I think you are going to spank me, sir."
"Filing that piece of information away, Nate asked, "How do you think I am going to spank you, Eliot?"
"Good and hard, sir, like you would fuck me, sir."
Nate felt pleasure shoot through his body at his slave's responses, he ground his erection against Eliot's bare ass, nipping Eliot's shoulder, Nate replied, "Excellent answer, as he snapped a leather cock ring on Eliot, "This is so you can't come until I allow you to."
Eliot growled, earning himself a hard smack on his bare ass. He yelped.
"Tell me what type of master would you prefer me to be, the kind like those you saw at the club, whose slave's are not allowed to do anything, including move without permission, or would you prefer that I be a caring, respectful master and our relationship is somewhat of a 50-50 relationship?"
Another blow landed, and another when Eliot didn't answer.
"I asked you a question, boy!" Nate barked as he landed another, harder blow to Eliot's ass, which was beginning to turn pale pink.
Not sure how to phrase his reply, Eliot said, "I don't want a master like the one Luke has, sir."
"Very good, this means that you acknowledge that I own you and that you are willing to follow my rules and orders?" Another couple of blows landed on Eliot's ass.
"Yes, sir," Eliot gasped.
"Do you remember what I told about pleasing me?"
"Smack!"
"Yes, sir."
"Smack!"
"What did I say?"
"Smack!"
Eliot yelped, "Sir, you told me that if I pleased you, that you would in turn take care of my needs."
"Correct. Now when was the last time you came?"
"Smack!"
"When you, when we were in the shower together, sir." Eliot gasped.
"Smack!"
"That long huh?" Nate commented walked toward the chair, "What should I use on you next, Eliot? A paddle? A strap or perhaps the belt?
Eliot didn't think he was expecting him to answer, so he said nothing.
A few minutes later, the feel of a wooden paddle against his sore, hot ass, caused Eliot's body to jerk in an attempt to get away, earning him a hard swat with the paddle. Eliot yelped. When another swat didn't immediately follow, his body tensed in preparation for the next swat.
"You will count each one, if you mess up, we start over, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied as he gripped the chains harder.
Expecting the paddle, he moaned when he heard Nate unclasping his belt and pulling it out of the belt loops.
The first blow caught his by surprise, causing him to yelp in pain, "One,"
The second blow came faster and harder, he gasped, "Two,"
Nate didn't let up until Eliot had counted out fifteen.
He was tired, sore, wetness covered his eyes and his cock was leaking pre-cum when Nate finished.
Author: fangirl2323
Disclaimer: Not mine, they belong to TNT, Leverage. Just borrowing them for fun
Pairing: Nate/Eliot, slash, AU
Summary: Eliot gets his first punishment from Nate
Word Count: 3297
Warnings/Rating: NC-17
Comments: Thanks to my wonderful beta, courtberger, she is awesome!
Nathan was sitting at the table working on his laptop, when Eliot came back into the loft from picking up the laundry downstairs.
"Come sit down and have a drink."
Eliot nodded at Nathan, "I'll just uh put the laundry up first, sir."
Nathan nodded. When Eliot came back downstairs, there were two beers on the table.
Gesturing to the chair in front of him, Nathan said, "Take a break, I want to discuss a couple of things with you."
"Thank you, sir." Eliot said before sitting across from Nathan.
"You have healed up well and I get the sense that you are a bit restless and would like to do more, is this true?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good, good. I am going to introduce you to Hardison and Parker, two of my slaves, who work for my firm, as well as have outside jobs. Have you given any thought as to what kind of work you would like to do, besides being a bodyguard/hitter for my firm?"
Surprised at the question, Eliot took a sip of beer so that he had a moment to formulate his reply, "If there is a gym nearby that needs some help. I've done that before."
Nathan thought about that for a moment, "Okay, that is good. How about teaching self-defense, do you think you could do that?"
Again, Nathan had surprised him. "Yes, sir, I know a lot of different fighting techniques, so yeah I could teach it."
"Good, I had Hardison make up a list of nearby gyms and organizations that allow slaves to work, there are a few openings like the ones I just suggested on it."
Eliot took the list, which was very detailed, from Nathan and began reading over it, quickly. He saw two openings that interested him, and possibly a third. "There are two openings here, but I would have to check out the place, before I would commit."
"I thought that might be the case. We are going to meet Hardison and Parker at Old Town Pizza for lunch, then I thought perhaps you would like to go with them and check out the places. Have you been a bartender?"
"No, but I've been a waiter before," Eliot replied.
"Yes, I own this building and thus the bar downstairs. Parker works down there as well. Parker could show you the ropes of bartending. I would like to have you working down there, to um, keep an eye on Parker when she tends bar or is waitressing. There was an ugly mishap last month, where a customer got stabbed by her for putting his hands where he should not have, then of course a full barroom brawl broke out and the police came."
"But I thought that as a slave, I couldn't touch or fight anyone, sir?" Eliot asked in confusion.
"If you are employed at a place, yes, a slave can protect himself or anyone that he is hired to protect in a fight. If you were to work as a waiter or bartender in my bar, the only person you would be allowed to touch on your own is Parker, unless of course in the instance I just mentioned. You don't have to respond right now, but think about it. Get dressed and we'll meet the others.
Hardison and Parker were sitting in a booth when Nathan and Eliot arrived.
Nathan made introductions before he and Eliot sat down.
"Boss, we ordered a large house special, hope that's okay?" Hardison asked.
"Superb," Nathan replied, "If you don't like it, you can order something else Eliot."
Glancing at the menu, Eliot shook his head, "No, that sounds good."
"I ordered a pitcher of tea." Parker added, "And breadsticks. The breadsticks are the best here."
Lunch was nice with your basic chatter about weather, sports, jobs and cool things to do.
Nathan's cell phone buzzed, he answered.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Looking at the others, he said, "I have to go, that was Sophie. Hardison why don't you and Eliot check out those places on the list. If there is anything else you need to do, like grocery shopping or whatever, do that too before you come back."
"Okay, will do, sir." Hardison replied.
"Parker when you've finished your lunch, come by the offices."
"Yes, sir." Parker nodded.
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He and Alec headed decided to check out the gyms first. The first place was rejected as soon as they walked into the door. They were now headed to the third place, after discovering the other gym had closed.
As they waited for the manager, Dave Yackley, Eliot struck up a conversation with Alec, "How long you been with Nathan?"
"Two years now. Parker's been with him a bit longer, but from what I've gathered, she had it really rough before she got lucky, like me with Nathan."
"Oh," Eliot replied, "So um, have you guys had sex with him?"
"What!? No, um, he's never been that way with me and my guess is Parker's previous owner took advantage and misused her, so he's been more like a father-figure to her."
Surprised to hear Nathan talked about in such nice terms, Eliot frowned, "How come I got so lucky to get to have sex with him?" He grumbled.
Alec chuckled, "Seriously man, you are slave owners wet dream. I mean that of course in the most positive way. How is he man, I've heard stories about him. Is he well hung?"
Eliot felt heat flaming his face. He coughed, "Yeah, he is hung well."
Alec watched Eliot in amusement. He could tell that the man had been with men before and that he was more of a personal slave, than he or Parker.
"He is um good in bed," Eliot said softly, "He has his kinks though." Course so do I, he thought.
Alec laughed, "Oh, you mean the bondage clubs? Hell, he owns a couple."
When Dave Yackley appeared, he and Eliot stepped into his office.
"Mr. Spencer, I received your resume that you had faxed to my office. Tell me, what kind of hours are you looking to put in?"
A few minutes later, he and Alec headed to United Martial Arts Academy, where Eliot got another on-site interview with Bill Templemann.
Eliot finished the interview early. When he didn't find Alec, and realized he was alone, he went out the back exit of the Academy. He was gone, feeling free for the first time in weeks. In the middle of his excitement at being free, his thoughts went to Alec. Frowning, he realized that Alec would be punished for his leaving, even though it wasn't his fault.
"Not my problem." Eliot muttered to himself, as he continued down the street. He had gone another couple of blocks before he growled and turned back. When he entered the lobby, he still didn't see Alec.
The receptionist saw him, "Are you looking for your friend?"
"Yes, ma'am." Eliot replied.
"He went to the restrooms upstairs, since ours are clogged up. He should be back in a few minutes."
"Thank you." Eliot replied.
Five minutes later, Eliot saw Alec walking down the stairs.
As they left the building, Alec asked, "How did the interview go?"
"Good. He wants me to start as soon as I can. I just have to call or fax him my availability. He wants me to teach in the kids karate program. Teach them self-defense techniques."
"Cool. I know you will be glad to get out and be able to do more than clean house. I heard you are an excellent cook, I hope the boss will let me and Parker come and sample."
Eliot beamed, "He said that about me?"
Alec nodded, "Yes. He said that we could go by Home Depot, if you wanted to put up a garden on the roof?"
"I would love it!" Eliot exclaimed.
"Let's head to home depot before heading back."
"Then the grocery store," Eliot added.
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It was after five o'clock when the guys returned to the loft. Hardison parked the van in the valet parking spot in front of the building and had men carry the gardening supplies to the roof, while he and Eliot carried the groceries inside to Nathan's loft.
Eliot managed to open the door while juggling the bags of groceries.
Entering, he heard Nathan's voice, as well as a woman.
Seeing them, Sophie exclaimed, "Oh, let us help you guys."
Once the groceries were safely on the island counter, Sophie turned to Eliot.
"You must be Eliot, I am Sophie."
"Pleasure, ma'am."
Sophie blushed, "He is as adorable as you mentioned, Nathan."
Nathan smiled, "Sophie here is my partner. She helps me in purchasing new slaves for the firm and for my various businesses." He explained.
"I received a fax from Mr. Yackley and a Mr. Templemann. I take it that you are interested in these two, Eliot?"
"Yes, sir. Very much so, sir."
"Good. When you've decided what days and hours you would like to commit to after looking at these schedules they faxed, we will talk about it."
"Yes, sir."
"After walking Sophie and Hardison to the door, Nate locked it and headed to the island. He sat down and watched Eliot as he put away the groceries and other items.
"You and Alec seemed to get along well." Nate commented.
"Yes, sir. He's a bit geeky, but a nice guy and he is smart," Eliot replied, "Although I think it would do him good to learn some self-defense."
Nate chuckled, "The loft next door is empty, I could have someone come and make a door way between the wall and the TV, then you would have space for a gym, locker room or whatever you want."
When Eliot started to say something, Nate shook his head, "I'm not letting you do any construction work, even if you know how. I have a good guy that has done work for me before."
Eliot smiled, "Thank you, sir. What can I cook you for dinner?"
"Isn't there something you want to tell me, Eliot?" Nate asked.
Shaking his head, Eliot replied, "No, sir."
"You're positive? Last chance." Nate said.
"Come over here, Eliot," Nate ordered as he moved back to the table where his laptop was still open.
Eliot followed Nate.
Turning his laptop around, Nate hit one of the keys, a night version of a map appeared on screen.
"See that blinking square there?" Nate asked as he pointed to the screen. "That's United Martial Arts Academy. Now see that blinking dot that's moving?"
An uneasy feeling gripped Eliot's stomach and nerves, "Yes, sir."
"That is you, Eliot."
"Fuck." Eliot muttered before his brain caught up with his mouth. Looking at Nathan, Eliot scrambled for the right words, "Sorry, sir, uh master."
Nate arched an eyebrow, "Kneel."
The command made Eliot's dick twitch. Annoyed at his body and pissed off at himself, he grit his teeth and fell to his knees.
"Every slave tries to run, at least once. I'm surprised you waited this long. You came back, which also surprises me," Nate said, "Since you were not aware that I can keep tabs on you, even if I am not with you, let me explain how it works. When you were captured, you were implanted with a tracking device and you were tattooed. It is an invisible tattoo that reacts only to certain light. These things were done in case you attempted to escape and were captured. This will help anyone identify you, as well as your owner. Most places that allow slaves to work have a sensor device that automatically clocks you in and out, even if you are just visiting."
Looking at the monitor and the blinking dots, then at Nathan, Eliot's mind processed his circumstances and his current situation due to his attempt to run.
Nate moved and sat back down in his chair, "I see that you have a better understanding of the fact that until you die, I own you."
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied as he lowered his head.
"I am glad to hear that, now I'm guessing that you realized that if you disappeared while out with Hardison that he might be punished, am I correct."
"Yes, sir."
"What was that?" Nate demanded in full taskmaster mode.
"Yes, sir!" Eliot repeated louder.
"Your actions demand punishment. What do you think I should do?"
Unsure of what Nate expected him to say, Eliot replied, "I don't know, sir."
Nate looked down at Eliot and sighed, "Stand up."
Eliot stood, keeping his head lowered, eyes on the floor.
"Look at me."
Eliot looked at Nate, trying to figure out what the man was thinking.
"Now, we both know you can run. If you choose to do so, know that you will be found and brought back to me. The choice is yours."
Looking at Nate's cool slate-blue eyes, Eliot knew he spoke the truth. His mind was screaming at him to run, yet another voice was telling him that if he ran and was brought back, the humiliation and punishment would be worse than now, so he chose to stay.
When Eliot made no move, Nate knew that he had made his choice.
"Alright, it seems that I as your Dom and Master need to teach you what your place is in this relationship a bit better," Nate told him, "Go to your bedroom, I will be there shortly."
"Yes, Sir." Eliot replied.
Nate new that Eliot was nervous and wondering what he was going to do to him, so he took his time, finishing up his phone calls and emails while Eliot waited.
Eliot watched as Nathan walked into his bedroom. His shirt was out, no tie and the top few buttons were open. He was carrying a cup of fresh coffee. He walked over to the black, leather straight back chair in the corner of the bedroom and sat down.
"Come here Eliot." He commanded.
"Have you thought about why you are here?" Nate asked.
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied.
"And why are you here, Eliot?"
"Because I attempted to escape, sir."
"Yes, you did," Nate commented, "What else?"
"Be ... because I displeased my master, sir." Eliot answered, "And uh, put Alec in a bad position."
"And do you think I should punish Alec too?"
Eliot groaned, "Please ... sir, no. I ... uh ... it wasn't his fault, sir."
"So you are willing to accept your punishment?"
Eliot nodded and replied meekly, "Yes, sir."
"Very well, strip, fold your clothes and then stand at the end of the bed, facing the headboard."
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied.
Nate watched, enjoying every bit of bare flesh that was exposed. When Eliot was fully naked and standing at the foot of the bed with his back to Nate, he heard Nate getting up and then what sounded like he was rummaging through a drawer or something, then there was silence."
Nate walked up behind Eliot, "I am going to spank you. You will not be allowed to be silent. If I ask you a question, you will answer. Now think of a safe word.
Eliot's dick twitched again at hearing what his punishment was to be, making him silently curse his body, knowing that Nate would see his semi-erect cock, "Yes, sir. Red, sir."
"Red, good choice," Nate replied, "Raise your arms up. I am going to cuff each of your wrists." When Nate was finished, he ran his hands down Eliot's arms, back and down to the globes of his ass, Eliot's body tingled with pleasure at the feel of Nate's hands on him, but he remained silent.
Nate placed one of his clothed legs between Eliot's, "Spread your legs, wide."
Eliot felt the ankle cuff close around one ankle and he realized that Nate was placing a spreader bar between his legs. When the second cuff closed around his bare ankle, his
legs were spread almost too far, he whined in protest.
Nate tutted as he moved to stand behind Eliot so that he could feel his clothed body pressed against his, "You are to tell me if I push you beyond your endurance level, Nate explained, his hands roaming over Eliot's nipples and downward to catch his semi-erect cock, "What's this? Do you like it when I take control like this Eliot?"
Eliot's breath hissed at the feel of Nate's hand holding his cock, "Yes, sir." He answered softly.
Nate chuckled, "Have you been restrained before?"
"Yes, sir."
Nate found himself pleased with his answer, filing it away, he continued, "Have you been spanked before?"
"Yes, but not like I think you are going to spank me, sir."
"Filing that piece of information away, Nate asked, "How do you think I am going to spank you, Eliot?"
"Good and hard, sir, like you would fuck me, sir."
Nate felt pleasure shoot through his body at his slave's responses, he ground his erection against Eliot's bare ass, nipping Eliot's shoulder, Nate replied, "Excellent answer, as he snapped a leather cock ring on Eliot, "This is so you can't come until I allow you to."
Eliot growled, earning himself a hard smack on his bare ass. He yelped.
"Tell me what type of master would you prefer me to be, the kind like those you saw at the club, whose slave's are not allowed to do anything, including move without permission, or would you prefer that I be a caring, respectful master and our relationship is somewhat of a 50-50 relationship?"
Another blow landed, and another when Eliot didn't answer.
"I asked you a question, boy!" Nate barked as he landed another, harder blow to Eliot's ass, which was beginning to turn pale pink.
Not sure how to phrase his reply, Eliot said, "I don't want a master like the one Luke has, sir."
"Very good, this means that you acknowledge that I own you and that you are willing to follow my rules and orders?" Another couple of blows landed on Eliot's ass.
"Yes, sir," Eliot gasped.
"Do you remember what I told about pleasing me?"
"Smack!"
"Yes, sir."
"Smack!"
"What did I say?"
"Smack!"
Eliot yelped, "Sir, you told me that if I pleased you, that you would in turn take care of my needs."
"Correct. Now when was the last time you came?"
"Smack!"
"When you, when we were in the shower together, sir." Eliot gasped.
"Smack!"
"That long huh?" Nate commented walked toward the chair, "What should I use on you next, Eliot? A paddle? A strap or perhaps the belt?
Eliot didn't think he was expecting him to answer, so he said nothing.
A few minutes later, the feel of a wooden paddle against his sore, hot ass, caused Eliot's body to jerk in an attempt to get away, earning him a hard swat with the paddle. Eliot yelped. When another swat didn't immediately follow, his body tensed in preparation for the next swat.
"You will count each one, if you mess up, we start over, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir." Eliot replied as he gripped the chains harder.
Expecting the paddle, he moaned when he heard Nate unclasping his belt and pulling it out of the belt loops.
The first blow caught his by surprise, causing him to yelp in pain, "One,"
The second blow came faster and harder, he gasped, "Two,"
Nate didn't let up until Eliot had counted out fifteen.
He was tired, sore, wetness covered his eyes and his cock was leaking pre-cum when Nate finished.