Writing: Savin' Me: part 5
Silver twisted where he sat, trying to find a comfortable position was difficult. The ropes held his arms in an unpleasant grip. The rope binding his wrists together was really not that bad, it was the one just above his elbows, pulling his arms together behind his back that was the worst. Strong hands came down and pulled him up. Master must had seen him squirming with discomfort. Silver was pulled up and guided until he was straddling his Master’s legs. He blushed, suddenly aware how close he was to his Master, how naked his own chest was and how helpless he was, bound like this. Master chuckled and ran a finger down Silver’s chest.
“How can I concentrate on watching the TV when there is something so pretty sitting at my feet?” The finger made Silver shiver and goose bumps to form on his skin. The finger had just been around a glass filled with ice and a dark brown liquid Silver had never seen before.
“I am sorry, God.” He wasn’t sure how Master had wanted him to answer that question, so he said the only thing that came to mind.
“Don’t worry, slave, I was giving you a compliment”
“Oh, thank you God.” That was apparently the right answer as Master wrapped an arm around Silver’s waist and pulled him close. The other hand grabbed Silver’s hair and pulled him down for a hard kiss. Silver wished Master wouldn’t pull his hair like that, he would gladly bend down and kiss the man, and all this hair pulling was painful.
“My pretty thing.” The possessive growl that followed those words sent a fluttery, almost giddy, feeling to Silver’s stomach. He was helpless in the ropes, so he had no choice but to trust the man. Then again, he had no choice but to trust the man without the ropes either. Maybe it was his helplessness that made that growl feel so good. Come to think of it, that growl had made him forget his numb scalp and the ropes digging into his skin and pulling his arms ways they were not supposed to go. Now that he thought about it, the sensations came back, but they weren’t as painful this time. In fact he found that he liked them, made him feel more alive.
Master’s mouth moved from Silver’s lips and down his neck. Silver gasped, that felt painful and good and more and more painful. The hand in his hair pulled again, forcing him to arch into the touch, when he really wanted to pull away. Finally Master pulled away.
“Good, like you marked like this.”
“Marked, God?” Master just chuckled and nodded to the dark windows, the light from the room made them function as mirrors. Silver could see a large bruise on his neck, just over his collar bone. “Oh.” While Silver had been looking at himself in the mirror, Master had taken the opportunity to kiss a wet trail down Silver’s chest and left another mark over Silver’s right nipple. Then, to Silver’s great surprise, he sucked on the nipple, causing a moan to escape Silver. That only encouraged Master, who sucked harder. Silver squirmed as much as he could, painfully aware of the hard on in his pants. He wanted to embrace Master, run his fingers though that short dark hair. But he could not, the ropes prevented that.
This possessive marking and being taken was all new to him. With Gray it had been soft kisses and touches. No hard, dominating caresses or even bites. Nothing that could leave a mark, they had not dared to. Thinking about Gray was painful and he tried to push the memory out of his mind. Master would be mad if he had known that Silver had been thinking about someone else. He was torn from his thoughts by another hard kiss. Silver kissed back as best he could. His hands were starting to go numb and he was dizzy from all the sensations. Master just chuckled and pulled Silver off his lap and began to march the young elf to the bedroom.
Silver shivered a little as Master put the last ankle cuff on him. The leather cuffs were softer and did not dig into his skin the way the ropes had. What was terrifying him was that he had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen now, what he didn’t understand was why he needed to be tied down for it.
“Kneel slave” Master’s tone was commanding, yet there was a heavy accent of desire in the simple words. Silver knelt with out hesitation. Maybe the cuffs were just for show. That made Master smile and he walked behind Silver to do something on the bed. Silver wasn’t sure what and right now he didn’t dare to look over his shoulder to see what it was.
Then Master was back, his crotch right in front of Silver. Silver assumed he knew what the man wanted and leaned in to nuzzle and kiss the erection through the cloth. Master chuckled darkly
“That eager huh?”
“Yes God. I want to worship you” Master had seemed to like that earlier and playing the good slave now might make what was to come easier. Master unbuttoned his pants and let them drop a little
“Since you’ve been such a good boy, I guess I can let you worship for a while.”
Silver didn’t need telling twice, he practically dove in, kissing and licking. He found that Master seemed to like it more when he swallowed just a bit of the cock and used his tongue to lick and explore what he had in his mouth rather than a bobbing mimicry of fucking. Silver set about doing that, running his tongue over the grooves of the man’s penis. He had never thought about it before but there were really a lot of interesting grooves and bumps. Then, it felt too soon, he had hoped he could suck Master to an orgasm, there was a hand in his hair again, pulling him off.
“Want to learn a new trick?”
“What do you mean God?”
“Swallow all of it.” Silver stared at the cock in front of him, all of it? It was too much, he would gag and throw up, and that would make Master mad.
“I…I don’t think I can, God”
“This is why I said ‘learn.’ Come on, try” The hand guided Silver’s head back towards the cock and he had no choice but to obey. He gave the tip a quick kiss before he opened his mouth and felt Master thrust inside. Thankfully Master was taking this one a bit slow. Once the cock reached the back of Silver’s throat he wanted to pull back, he felt like he was going to throw up. But the hand held him fast as Master pushed in more. Silver could feel tears sting his eyes and his throat burned. Then his lungs burned and he tried to take a breath but couldn’t. He tried to cough, he knew he was not supposed to, but his body was over riding his mind and telling him to get the object out of his throat. But with the hand in his hair he was stuck. Silver started to panic, he felt like he was going to die here. Then suddenly his throat was fee again and he took some large gulps of air.
“Good for a first time. Though I would prefer it if you didn’t try to hit me next time, slave” There was an emphasis on that last word, carefully reminding Silver of his place. Silver was too busy trying to calm his nerves to answer. But he did sneak a glance up at Master. The man was standing there, grinning down at Silver, his cock throbbing with excitement. He loved every minute of it, Silver realized with a shudder.
“Got your breath back?” Master’s voice wasn’t exactly worried, but it did have a hint of concern in it.
“Yes God.” Silver managed to whisper, he had a sinking feeling that Master might want more of this.
“Good, now take a deep breath, makes it easier if I don’t have to let you go all the time. Maybe I should tie you up again so you won’t hit me”
“No! I mean, please no God.” Silver felt the panic rising at the mere idea of being helpless and chocking like that.
“Then you are going to clasp your hands behind your back. Hands on the other elbow. If I see you let go, I will tie you up, understood?”
“Yes God.” Silver muttered gratefully as he got into the position Master wanted.
This time it wasn’t quite so bad. Silver managed not to panic, he was still chocking. He could feel pre-cum dripping down his throat and it was not a pleasant feeling. He had nothing against swallowing, but this was different. Finally when he was about to let go of his elbows and push the man of, threats or no threats, Master pulled out and once again Silver was once again grateful for the air.
“Much better Slave, you have real potential.” Those words did not make Silver feel much better, real potential for what? What was Master going to do? In the House the keepers had told the young slaves stories of Masters who whored out their slaves. Silver had always prayed he would not end up with a Master like that. Having to serve one Master was already a huge blow to his pride. Not that he had much, what he had to be proud of. He was just an elf, born to serve humans.
“Thank you, God” He just muttered instead.
Oh so that was what the cuffs were for, Silver thought to himself as he was lying on his back in the bed, ankles and wrists cuffed to a bar that was attached to the heavy bed frame above him. Like this he could get a good look at Master’s bed, a large four poster bed with a rather intricate work of crisscrossing beams, many of which had heavy steel hooks or rings in them. Silver was stuck in a humiliating position, ass in the air. This position wasn’t very painful; he was just unable to do anything. Master towered over him, just as naked as Silver was. For a moment Silver was distracted by the man’s looks. He had a tan that was clearly from being out in the sun, which combined with his muscles made Silver lick his lips.
Slick fingers played with Silver’s ass, massaging his balls and making feather like touches over the area between his balls and anus. Silver squirmed; it felt so good he could hardly stand it. The squirming made Master chuckle and pressed a slick finger into the elf. Silver gasped, it was painful.
“Relax” Master’s command was simple, yet extremely hard to follow. Silver squirmed and whimpered as Master moved the finger in and out. Master laughed softly to himself.
“Painful?”
“Ye-yes God.”
“Well, get used to it” And with those Master added a second finger. Silver could not help it, he cried out in pain. That caused Master to stop for a moment and he raised an eyebrow at Silver
“Sorry God”
“Good boy.” With the other hand, Master smacked Silver’s ass a few times and the fingers began to move again, stretching the young elf.
After a while, Master pulled the fingers out and repositioned himself. Silver tensed, he knew what was going to happen now and it frightened him. Master let out a soft sigh, so soft Silver might have missed it if he hadn’t been watching the man so closely. The man wrapped a hand around Silver cock as he leaned between the elf’s legs and sucked on a nipple. Silver reacted much the same way as earlier that evening, gasping and pressing his growing erection into Master’s hand.
“That’s my good boy.” Master murmured the sound vibrating through Silver’s ribcage. Then he began to move the hand that was around Silver’s cock, gently at first, coaxing a proper hard on out of the elf. Soon Silver was lost in the sensations of Master’s lips on his chest and the hand around his cock and the ropes around his ankles and wrists. He didn’t notice the cock sliding into him and then he became very aware it. He gasped, but this was in pain.
“Shh, my boy, relax.” Master paused and went back to only stroking and kissing. Soon Silver relaxed again, and Master whispered in his ear “Try to stay relaxed.” Then he moved in a little further. This time Silver managed to follow orders.
Once Master was fully inside Silver he paused again, kissing Silver on the lips.
“Such a good boy.” The kiss turned into quite a few as Master let the young elf readjust and get used to this feeling of being filled. It was strange really. Silver didn’t know if he liked it or not. He defiantly liked the hand around his cock and the kiss was nice, but being filled like this? He wasn’t sure. Then Master began moving slowly and gently, his cock stroking a spot Silver hadn’t known he had. He moaned loudly and Master laughed.
“I take it I found the spot.”
“The spot... G-g-god?” Silver gasped and then moaned again. Ok, he had decided, he liked the cock up his ass.
“Yeah. Prostate. I’ll give you the whole scientific explanation later, slave.” Master increased the speed and Silver felt like he was flying.
Silver didn’t last long, and as he moaned and shuddered he could feel something warm spreading in his ass. Master was moaning too, giving some slight shudders as well, before he collapsed on top of Silver.
“Remind me to put a cock ring on you next time. I like the play to last a little longer”
“I am sorry God” Silver whimpered, he really was.
“It is ok. I like the feeling of a tight ass.”
After a few minutes of rest Master began untying Silver. Silver was glad, his hands and feet were starting to go numb.
“Go to your room to sleep Slave. And don’t clean up. I like the idea of my come inside you for as long as possible.”
“Yes God.”
“Good boy. You’re a whore for my come, aren’t you?”
“If God wants me to be…”
“I do, slave. You are going to want my come inside you every waking moment, you hear?”
“Yes God.”
“Good little whore. Now go to bed”