Pets are taken care of - chapter 6
Author: NYWCgirl
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter
Characters: Neal, Peter, Clinton, Mozzie, Diana
Warning/genre: hurt/comfort, slavery, Stockholm syndrome, D/S relation, dub-con, Master/pet, sounding, restraints, gags
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~ WIP
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine…
As Always, chapter can also be found on AO3.
‘I told you yesterday I want to try something new.’
Neal is laying with his head in his lap, but still he can imagine rolling his eyes. He smiles, his pet is so obvious.
Neal lifts his head and looks up. His gaze shows he wants to know what Peter wants him to try.
‘There will be pain involved, but only if you ask nicely.’
Neal pales a bit, and he swallows. Peter notices so he asks what is wrong. Neal just shakes his head, making his face blank, but peter isn´t fooled. Peter unfastens the gag.
‘Words Neal.’
‘It´s nothing, you just startled me.’
Peter studies Neal, but Neal keeps his gaze. There was something about the sentence, maybe a mark had said something in the same line, or a former lover.
‘Are you going to asks nicely?’
He knows this is cruel, asking Neal to agree to something he doesn´t know yet. But that is part of being submissive. Neal needs to accept whatever Peter gives him, without question.
Neal looks down.
‘Well, Are you going to asks?’
‘Please master.’
‘Please what pet?’
Neal hesitates. He swallows and looks down.’
‘I won´t do anything you can´t handle, I promise. So what will it be?’
‘Please use my body, master.’
Peter smiles inwardly, he knows this was a big thing, he doesn´t want to push it. Without another word, Peter fastens the penis gag once again. He wants Neal gagged for the next part of his plan.
‘Go to the bedroom and wait for me on the bed.’
While Neal does as he is told, Peter gets the supplies he prepared earlier. When he enters the bedroom, Neal is laying the bed.
‘For tonight’s training, I want you restrained and blindfolded.’
Peter can see Neal swallow thickly around the gag. He is always so beautiful when he is nervous. It wakes the predator in Peter. He has been restraining himself for so long now, he can´t wait to play with Neal for real.
Before Neal can move, Peter ties his limbs to the bedposts and adds a blindfold. Neal doesn´t struggle but Peter can see he is breathing a bit quicker, trying to figure out what is about to happening.
‘So good for me. If it gets too much for you, flick your fingers. I will stop. Do you understand?’
Neal nods and Peter can see that he does his best to relax. He lets his hands roam over Neal´s body. He gives a little flick with his fingers on Neal´s nipples and Neal breath hitches a moment. Peter gets up off the bed and gets the candles he prepared earlier. He sits down again and he can see Neal tense up again.
‘Relax pet, you are so beautiful , all spread out for me to play with.’
Without warning, Peter drips some wax on Neal´s nipples and he moans around the gag. Peter can see Neal´s cock straining in its cage. He makes a trail of little red droplets all over Neal´s body, careful to avoid Neal´s cock cage. Next he holds an ice cube close to the flame and droplets cold water and hot wax mix on Neal´s abs.
Neal trembles. It is clear he is nervous, not knowing whether to expect pain or not.
Peter puts the candle away and takes a knife out of the bag he brought. It is dull, but Neal doesn´t know that. The moment Neal feels the cold steel against his flesh, his breath hitches again. Peter can see Neal´s hand move, but he doesn´t flicks his fingers so Peter continues.
‘I have said it before, your body is my playground, pet. Breathe.’
Peter scrapes all the wax of Neal with some delicate flicks of the knife. Peter can see that the anticipation of danger affects Neal, and not in a negative way. He can see Neal´s cock dribbling pre-come. His own cock stirs at the thought of making Neal come untouched. He can’t help that his own breathing is as ragged as Neal´s.
Once all the wax is gone, Neal slowly lets his hand go over Neal´s skin, some parts are flushed. He takes an ice cube and slowly pushes it in Neal´s hole. Neal gasps in shock, and moans in pleasure at the same time. His cock is now oozing pre-come. It must be very uncomfortable not being able to get hard.
He takes another cube and trails it all over Neal´s body followed by the hot wax and Neal wriggles in his bonds. By now the ice cube in his ass must have melt, so Peter pushes in another one. How he would love to fuck Neal, his hole all cold and tight. Peter groans. He needs to keep his control. It will happen, but only if Neal begs him for it.
Peter saved the best for last.
‘Beg me for it Neal. Beg like a good little slut.’
Neal´s begging isn´t understandable around the gag, but it sound like begging so Peter indulges him. He drips hot wax over Neal´s cock cage. Neal screams in shock not expecting an assault on his cock. Peter checks his hands, but there is not flick, so Peter continues coating his whole cock with red wax. Neal starts to sob and Peter tells him what a good boy he is.
‘Do you want me to stop? Flick your fingers.’
Neal shakes his head.
‘So good for me. You are so beautiful.’
Peter picks up the knife and starts once again the process of scraping the wax of Neal´s body, revealing sensitive skin. Like before, Neal holds his breath while the knife grazes his skin of his balls. When Peter is done, he unties Neal and takes off the blindfold and gag. He has a warm wash cloth and cleans Neal´s face. Peter studies Neal and can see that he can take some more.
‘Kneel between my legs.’
Neal quickly takes his position and looks up at Peter.
‘Relax your throat.’
Peter takes a dildo that is a size bigger than they used until now and pushes it into Neal´s waiting mouth. Peter can see Neal does his best not to gag, so he pushes a bit deeper. Neal gags and Peter holds still until Neal gets his stomach under control. Neal pulls in air through his nose and Peter very slowly pulls a bit deeper. Now Neal can´t breathe anymore and Peter can see a bit of panic in Neal’s eyes, but he doesn´t pull back. Peter files the information away. Peter takes the dildo out a bit and Neal gulps in air, before Peter pushes it in again. Peter keeps the training up much longer than normal, but Neal obediently keeps his position.
‘You are a gorgeous little cock slut, so tomorrow I will have something new.
* * *
The next morning after breakfast, Peter works from his home office. Neal is surprised to see a dildo attached to Peter´s desk. In front of it is a soft pillow.
‘I want to see you nose against the desk before I let you stop.’
Neal kneels in front of the dildo and is impressed, it is bigger than is own dick. He moves his head forward and takes the dildo in his mouth, slowly inching it deeper in his mouth. He is already gagging and he is nowhere near the desk.
‘Look at me Neal.’
Neal opens his eyes and can see Peter watching him. He swallows and relaxes his throat in an attempt to inch the dildo deeper. But this gag reflex kicks in, although Peter has trained him rigorously. Tears start welling in his eyes, but he keeps them open. The tears keep coming as he tries to suppress his gag reflex and push deeper.
‘You are doing very good Neal, but I want your nose against the desk before you can go.’
Peter can see that Neal starts to drift a bit, trying to detach from what is happening. Holding his breath when he pushes deeper is probably making him lightheaded. Peter can see Neal’s throat expand and he is intrigued.
Peter needs to put his hand on that exposed throat.
‘I can feel it Neal, you are doing so good for me.’
Neal pulls his head back and takes a shuddering breath.
‘You are such a natural in this. I wonder if you knew, Because I could see it when I first saw you. Now nose against the desk.’
Neal does as he is told.
‘Do you imagine it is my cock you are swallowing down?’
Tears keep rolling over his cheeks, but Neal keeps looking at Peter.
‘Take a breath.’
Peter rubs the tears away with his thumbs.
‘Such a cock-whore. I can see you swallowing down my cock someday, but you will have to beg me for it. Desk.’
Neal impales himself on the dildo once again. Peter can see his cock straining in the cage.
‘I think you secretly enjoy fucking your face for me.’
Peter puts his hand on the back of Neal’s head.
‘Relax. Five… Four… Three… Two… One.’
When he lets go, Neal takes a deep breath.
‘Let´s do this again. Desk.’
‘Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
‘Good boy. Desk.’
‘Fifteen… fourteen… thirteen… twelve… eleven… ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
‘Remember, you are not to come, little slut. One last time.’
‘Twenty… nineteen…eighteen… seventeen… sixteen… fifteen… fourteen… thirteen… twelve… eleven… ten… nine… eight… seven…’
Peter can see that Neal is struggling, but he does so good. Tears are running freely now.
‘Six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
Peter lets go and Neal falls back but Peter catches him.
‘I like seeing you like this, you make me so proud.’ Peter coos.
Peter attaches the penis gag and helps Neal to his dog bed. Neal has his eyes close almost immediately. Peter puts a soft blanket over him. Neal has earned it. The training is giving good results. He really can´t wait to use Neal for real. God, he is hard. Peter leaves his desk and jerks off in the bathroom, thinking how that mouth will feel on his cock.
On to chapter 7 on DW or LJ.
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter
Characters: Neal, Peter, Clinton, Mozzie, Diana
Warning/genre: hurt/comfort, slavery, Stockholm syndrome, D/S relation, dub-con, Master/pet, sounding, restraints, gags
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~ WIP
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine…
As Always, chapter can also be found on AO3.
‘I told you yesterday I want to try something new.’
Neal is laying with his head in his lap, but still he can imagine rolling his eyes. He smiles, his pet is so obvious.
Neal lifts his head and looks up. His gaze shows he wants to know what Peter wants him to try.
‘There will be pain involved, but only if you ask nicely.’
Neal pales a bit, and he swallows. Peter notices so he asks what is wrong. Neal just shakes his head, making his face blank, but peter isn´t fooled. Peter unfastens the gag.
‘Words Neal.’
‘It´s nothing, you just startled me.’
Peter studies Neal, but Neal keeps his gaze. There was something about the sentence, maybe a mark had said something in the same line, or a former lover.
‘Are you going to asks nicely?’
He knows this is cruel, asking Neal to agree to something he doesn´t know yet. But that is part of being submissive. Neal needs to accept whatever Peter gives him, without question.
Neal looks down.
‘Well, Are you going to asks?’
‘Please master.’
‘Please what pet?’
Neal hesitates. He swallows and looks down.’
‘I won´t do anything you can´t handle, I promise. So what will it be?’
‘Please use my body, master.’
Peter smiles inwardly, he knows this was a big thing, he doesn´t want to push it. Without another word, Peter fastens the penis gag once again. He wants Neal gagged for the next part of his plan.
‘Go to the bedroom and wait for me on the bed.’
While Neal does as he is told, Peter gets the supplies he prepared earlier. When he enters the bedroom, Neal is laying the bed.
‘For tonight’s training, I want you restrained and blindfolded.’
Peter can see Neal swallow thickly around the gag. He is always so beautiful when he is nervous. It wakes the predator in Peter. He has been restraining himself for so long now, he can´t wait to play with Neal for real.
Before Neal can move, Peter ties his limbs to the bedposts and adds a blindfold. Neal doesn´t struggle but Peter can see he is breathing a bit quicker, trying to figure out what is about to happening.
‘So good for me. If it gets too much for you, flick your fingers. I will stop. Do you understand?’
Neal nods and Peter can see that he does his best to relax. He lets his hands roam over Neal´s body. He gives a little flick with his fingers on Neal´s nipples and Neal breath hitches a moment. Peter gets up off the bed and gets the candles he prepared earlier. He sits down again and he can see Neal tense up again.
‘Relax pet, you are so beautiful , all spread out for me to play with.’
Without warning, Peter drips some wax on Neal´s nipples and he moans around the gag. Peter can see Neal´s cock straining in its cage. He makes a trail of little red droplets all over Neal´s body, careful to avoid Neal´s cock cage. Next he holds an ice cube close to the flame and droplets cold water and hot wax mix on Neal´s abs.
Neal trembles. It is clear he is nervous, not knowing whether to expect pain or not.
Peter puts the candle away and takes a knife out of the bag he brought. It is dull, but Neal doesn´t know that. The moment Neal feels the cold steel against his flesh, his breath hitches again. Peter can see Neal´s hand move, but he doesn´t flicks his fingers so Peter continues.
‘I have said it before, your body is my playground, pet. Breathe.’
Peter scrapes all the wax of Neal with some delicate flicks of the knife. Peter can see that the anticipation of danger affects Neal, and not in a negative way. He can see Neal´s cock dribbling pre-come. His own cock stirs at the thought of making Neal come untouched. He can’t help that his own breathing is as ragged as Neal´s.
Once all the wax is gone, Neal slowly lets his hand go over Neal´s skin, some parts are flushed. He takes an ice cube and slowly pushes it in Neal´s hole. Neal gasps in shock, and moans in pleasure at the same time. His cock is now oozing pre-come. It must be very uncomfortable not being able to get hard.
He takes another cube and trails it all over Neal´s body followed by the hot wax and Neal wriggles in his bonds. By now the ice cube in his ass must have melt, so Peter pushes in another one. How he would love to fuck Neal, his hole all cold and tight. Peter groans. He needs to keep his control. It will happen, but only if Neal begs him for it.
Peter saved the best for last.
‘Beg me for it Neal. Beg like a good little slut.’
Neal´s begging isn´t understandable around the gag, but it sound like begging so Peter indulges him. He drips hot wax over Neal´s cock cage. Neal screams in shock not expecting an assault on his cock. Peter checks his hands, but there is not flick, so Peter continues coating his whole cock with red wax. Neal starts to sob and Peter tells him what a good boy he is.
‘Do you want me to stop? Flick your fingers.’
Neal shakes his head.
‘So good for me. You are so beautiful.’
Peter picks up the knife and starts once again the process of scraping the wax of Neal´s body, revealing sensitive skin. Like before, Neal holds his breath while the knife grazes his skin of his balls. When Peter is done, he unties Neal and takes off the blindfold and gag. He has a warm wash cloth and cleans Neal´s face. Peter studies Neal and can see that he can take some more.
‘Kneel between my legs.’
Neal quickly takes his position and looks up at Peter.
‘Relax your throat.’
Peter takes a dildo that is a size bigger than they used until now and pushes it into Neal´s waiting mouth. Peter can see Neal does his best not to gag, so he pushes a bit deeper. Neal gags and Peter holds still until Neal gets his stomach under control. Neal pulls in air through his nose and Peter very slowly pulls a bit deeper. Now Neal can´t breathe anymore and Peter can see a bit of panic in Neal’s eyes, but he doesn´t pull back. Peter files the information away. Peter takes the dildo out a bit and Neal gulps in air, before Peter pushes it in again. Peter keeps the training up much longer than normal, but Neal obediently keeps his position.
‘You are a gorgeous little cock slut, so tomorrow I will have something new.
* * *
The next morning after breakfast, Peter works from his home office. Neal is surprised to see a dildo attached to Peter´s desk. In front of it is a soft pillow.
‘I want to see you nose against the desk before I let you stop.’
Neal kneels in front of the dildo and is impressed, it is bigger than is own dick. He moves his head forward and takes the dildo in his mouth, slowly inching it deeper in his mouth. He is already gagging and he is nowhere near the desk.
‘Look at me Neal.’
Neal opens his eyes and can see Peter watching him. He swallows and relaxes his throat in an attempt to inch the dildo deeper. But this gag reflex kicks in, although Peter has trained him rigorously. Tears start welling in his eyes, but he keeps them open. The tears keep coming as he tries to suppress his gag reflex and push deeper.
‘You are doing very good Neal, but I want your nose against the desk before you can go.’
Peter can see that Neal starts to drift a bit, trying to detach from what is happening. Holding his breath when he pushes deeper is probably making him lightheaded. Peter can see Neal’s throat expand and he is intrigued.
Peter needs to put his hand on that exposed throat.
‘I can feel it Neal, you are doing so good for me.’
Neal pulls his head back and takes a shuddering breath.
‘You are such a natural in this. I wonder if you knew, Because I could see it when I first saw you. Now nose against the desk.’
Neal does as he is told.
‘Do you imagine it is my cock you are swallowing down?’
Tears keep rolling over his cheeks, but Neal keeps looking at Peter.
‘Take a breath.’
Peter rubs the tears away with his thumbs.
‘Such a cock-whore. I can see you swallowing down my cock someday, but you will have to beg me for it. Desk.’
Neal impales himself on the dildo once again. Peter can see his cock straining in the cage.
‘I think you secretly enjoy fucking your face for me.’
Peter puts his hand on the back of Neal’s head.
‘Relax. Five… Four… Three… Two… One.’
When he lets go, Neal takes a deep breath.
‘Let´s do this again. Desk.’
‘Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
‘Good boy. Desk.’
‘Fifteen… fourteen… thirteen… twelve… eleven… ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
‘Remember, you are not to come, little slut. One last time.’
‘Twenty… nineteen…eighteen… seventeen… sixteen… fifteen… fourteen… thirteen… twelve… eleven… ten… nine… eight… seven…’
Peter can see that Neal is struggling, but he does so good. Tears are running freely now.
‘Six… five… four… Three… Two… One.’
Peter lets go and Neal falls back but Peter catches him.
‘I like seeing you like this, you make me so proud.’ Peter coos.
Peter attaches the penis gag and helps Neal to his dog bed. Neal has his eyes close almost immediately. Peter puts a soft blanket over him. Neal has earned it. The training is giving good results. He really can´t wait to use Neal for real. God, he is hard. Peter leaves his desk and jerks off in the bathroom, thinking how that mouth will feel on his cock.
On to chapter 7 on DW or LJ.