Torchwood fic: 'Needs' Jack/Ianto NC-17
Title: Needs
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Warnings: Spanking, D/S, Toys
Rating: NC-17, 8,100 words
A/N: This is the followup to parts 1&2 on the TouchYerWood kink meme. Jack trains Ianto to be his begging bottom submissive. Post-Cyberwoman.
1st part - First Punishment
2nd part - Second Error
Ianto had been on administrative leave for a week when Jack showed up at his door. Ianto looked at him through the peephole and debated whether to let him in. It was now or never.
"Suppose you're here to give me my retcon dose," Ianto said. "Or worse."
Jack entered the open door and set the satchel he was carrying on one of Ianto's end tables. He shrugged out of his coat. "Ianto, I'm not here for that."
"What are you going to do, beat me again? Kill me?" Ianto laughed, but it came out as a choking cry. "Go ahead and shoot me. Lisa's gone. I don't need the job anymore. I don't have to put up with your 'punishments,' SIR," he spat out.
"I'm not going to hurt you. But I do want to know if you would like to keep working for Torchwood."
Ianto sat down on the sofa and studied his hands as Jack continued: "You're a valuable employee. As for the punishments...I thought they were something you needed at the time to keep you in line, to help you focus." Jack put his hand on Ianto's shoulder and he flinched away.
"I just came here to see if you want your job. If you do, no retcon. If you don't, you know the way it's done at Torchwood. But no one's going to punish you. You've been punished enough."
Ianto looked up at Jack, whose hand still rested on his shoulder. "But I haven't. It's my fault, all of it. I could have saved Lisa. She's the one I failed. I did my best for you and you...it wasn't enough. I don't want to be afraid anymore."
Jack sat next to Ianto and rubbed his back. Ianto let him. "It's okay. Ianto, I want to do something. Do you trust me?"
Ianto looked at him for a long moment. "No."
"I can make you feel better. I'll stop if you tell me to. Just say my name. Say 'Harkness' when you want me to stop. Will you do that, Ianto? Will you let me give you what you need? lI'll leave if you want me to. Just tell me to leave if you like."
Ianto just sat silently. "I don't know. I don't know what I want anymore, or what I need." Jack got off the sofa and knelt between Ianto's knees.
"Ianto, I've thought about what you said, about nobody asking you about yourself, nobody caring about you. How you do everything for us. I'm sorry I haven't been paying enough attention to you over the last few months. I blame myself." Ianto buried his face in his hands, and Jack gently moved them away and placed them on the sofa at his sides.
May I take off your clothes?" Jack asked softly.
Ianto looked at him and shrugged, but slumped backward. He didn't have anything to lose anymore and he really didn't care about...anything. He felt numb. Jack unfastened Ianto's belt and jeans, and Ianto lifted up and allowed him to pull them down and off. Then Jack pulled down Ianto's boxer briefs and placed both articles of clothing next to Ianto on the arm of the sofa. He reached for the bottom hem of Ianto's jumper and pulled it up, then stood and gently lifted him with his hands under his arms. He turned him around and encouraged Ianto to kneel on the sofa with his body leaning over the arm on the other end, and to spread his knees apart.
"See, Ianto? Are you comfortable? The sofa is soft," Jack said. Ianto nodded, and Jack ran a palm up the inside of his thigh, caressed his balls, and felt his cock, which stirred a bit. "Hmm," Jack said.
Jack turned to the satchel he had brought and Ianto heard the zipper and rustling. Jack picked something out and clicked it, then placed it on the end table. He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled his sleeves to the elbow. Jack sat behind Ianto and Ianto could feel his fingertips gently smoothing up the back of his thighs and over the smooth skin on his bottom. "All healed up. No permanent damage from your spanking, was there?"
"No," Ianto said. He certainly wasn't going to call Jack 'sir' anymore. He shivered in the cool of the flat, and because Jack was touching him. Despite everything that had happened, he'd been desperately attracted to Jack, and the punishments he'd devised had, surprisingly, run through Ianto's thoughts almost daily. He could feel his cock twitch again. "What's that on the table?"
"Stopwatch. Are you cold?"
"A little. What's it for?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Don't worry about anything. I'm going to make you feel good." Jack began to rub Ianto's bare legs and bottom, then up his sides and down his arms, quickly, to chase the chill. "Better?" Ianto nodded.
"That's good." Jack sat back and reached for something and Ianto could feel him open his buttocks with the knuckles of both hands. He sucked in a nervous breath. Jack placed a lubed finger at the entrance to Ianto's hole. "I'm going to put my finger inside you, Ianto. It's a little like the way I punished you, but you're not in trouble now. You just need me to do this, trust me. Understand?" Ianto was silent. "You know how to tell me to stop if you really want me to." Jack pushed his finger inside very slowly, a millimeter at a time. The lubricant was cold and Ianto shivered again.
"Cold," Ianto murmured.
"Yes," Jack said. "It's a little bit chilly." He added more lubricant to the top of Ianto's crack and slid his finger around in it, up and down, then pushed two fingers inside Ianto's ass. Ianto could feel him moving them and turning them. "Ianto, does that feel good?" Ianto was silent. Jack leaned his head around his torso and looked at Ianto's cock, which had begun to stir. "I see it does. You're getting harder."
Ianto almost said, "Yes sir," but he bit his lip. It did feel good and he didn't want Jack to stop.
"Are you going to take your clothes off?" Ianto asked.
Jack paused. "No."
Jack smoothed his fingers in and outside Ianto's opening again, then halted. He reached into the bag and Ianto felt another squirt of cold lubricant around his asshole. He felt Jack's thumb slowly press inward and enter him. "You're doing so well, Ianto. I was impressed in my office, the way you took the plugs deep inside you. Three of them, and they got bigger," Jack said, with wonder in his voice. "Which one surprised you most, Ianto?"" Jack inquired softly. "Was it the first because you didn't know you would have a plug in your bottom as part of your punishment? Or the second time when it was a little bit larger, and I remember well how you were worried it would hurt and didn't want the bigger size, but I prepared you with lots of lube then worked it in nice and slow and you took it with no complaints."
Ianto shuddered silently.
"Ianto, do you want to tell me which plug to put in or should I choose?"
"I don't care. Whatever. I don't feel like making decisions at the moment," Ianto said.
"You don't?" Jack asked. "Okay, that means you need me to take charge now and make the decisions. Since you did well the last time, I'm going to get you ready very carefully and put in the medium-sized plug we used when I punished you on the chair, and we'll go from there." Ianto shivered again, this time not from the cold or from fear, but from the memory of Jack bending him over and doing whatever he wanted for nearly an hour. He wished Jack would reach around and touch his cock, which was stiff and engorged. Jack had been working two fingers in and out of Ianto's asshole as he spoke, very slowly. He sped up and Ianto moaned. "Shhh, it's okay," Jack said. "Remember how much lube I used before? It won't hurt going in if you're lubricated and opened up." He slowed his pace to almost no movement again and added another finger, and then stopped and slipped in his thumbs instead and slowly pulled at the edges. Ianto groaned. "See, the first time I spread your cheeks and looked at your hole to see what you needed, you were scared I would hurt you, I think, and you squeezed so tightly shut, and I patiently opened your bottom and got you nice and wet, and stretched you, then plugged you. I'm doing it the same way this time, but we don't need to start that small."
"Is this another punishment?" Ianto asked.
"No, because you like the way this feels," Jack said. "It's something you need, isn't it?" Ianto didn't reply. Jack kept touching him and Ianto could feel more cool lube being squirted inside, then the icy end of the plug from his last punishment.
"It's too cold, Jack!" Ianto complained, flinching away and clenching his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Ianto, but that can't be helped. It was in the car boot all morning while I ran errands. It'll be warmer when it's inside you for a minute or two, but it's big, so I'll ease it in slowly. This isn't a punishment, after all." Jack opened Ianto's cheeks and slipped the cold silicone plug in, bit by bit, turning it, and Ianto stopped himself from making a noise. His legs shook. "Oh, that's very, very good, Ianto. It's halfway in already." Jack pulled out the plug and pushed it in again, then pulled and pushed fractionally, until he'd worked it all the way in. He began to turn it, and Ianto couldn't help himself; he moaned deeply. Jack smoothed his hands over Ianto's bottom in sweeping circles. "Mmmm, yeah. That's it. It feels nice having your asshole stretched a little, even though this plug isn't warm yet. I couldn't wait for it to get to room temperature because you needed it in your bottom right now." Jack finally reached around Ianto's side and palmed his cock, then slid his thumb over the tip. "You're so hard, and you're damp, too. You like this plug, don't you?" Jack stroked him with one hand and twirled the still-cool plug very slowly with the other. "Don't you like it?" Ianto whimpered.
"I'm...I think I'm gonna come."
Jack removed his hand from Ianto's cock hastily. "You can't come yet, Ianto. It isn't time," he said, sounding regretful. He went through his small satchel again and reached around Ianto, and Ianto could feel something unfamliar against the base of his cock. He heard a soft click. "I've put a ring around your cock. It's just rubber, but it'll stop you from coming before you're supposed to." Ianto groaned. "I'm sorry, but you need to wait a lot longer." Jack returned his hands to Ianto's bottom and slowly eased the plug out to its widest point. "You're being so good though, taking this plug so easily." Jack worked the plug in and out slightly, and then an inch at a time and Ianto's legs shook. "In fact, I think you can handle the one that's a little bit bigger already, even though that one will be cold from being in the car, too."
"No, sir, please," Ianto whimpered. He didn't mean to say 'Sir'. He bit his lip.
"You still know how to make me stop, Ianto. You can say my last name, and I haven't heard that yet," Jack reminded him. "But I don't think you want me to stop yet. I think you need a bigger plug in your tight little asshole." He kept working the plug in and out of Ianto's hole. "I think you want me to keep going, and put the larger plug in, and make you feel even more full." Jack reached around and stroked Ianto's painfully hard cock, and Ianto shuddered. "What else do you want me to do, Ianto?"
"I...I want you to suck me off," Ianto whispered.
"I might do that for you; take care of your erection, but I've already said that'll happen much later, when you earn it," Jack replied, with a gentle, calm tone, rubbing along Ianto's back. "I liked it when you called me Sir. Do you like that? Can you do that again, call me Sir when you address me? If you do, I'll keep giving you what you need."
Ianto moaned. "Yes sir," he said,
"Good, Ianto. Calling me Sir is a good way to show you know I'm in charge. I don't have rules to make things hard on you; I have them to make things easy. You don't have to make any tough decisions today. You can relax. You're doing so well." He slowly removed the plug and slid a finger in. "Mmm, even after that stretch, just one finger still feels so nice in your ass, doesn't it?" He curled his finger and hit Ianto's prostate.
"Yes, sir," Ianto gasped, "Feels so...so good,"
"Yes, I know exactly what you like, don't I?" Jack said. He added more cool lubricant and worked his thumbs in together and stretched. There was so much lube that Ianto felt as if he were dripping, and could hear the squelch of Jack's thumbs. Jack pulled them out and circled his clenching hole with a fingertip, then spread a trail of slick lubricant up Ianto's crack and down to his perineum.
"Wet," Ianto murmured.
"Yes," Jack mused. "Nice and wet, so Sir doesn't hurt you. Ianto. You can trust me. I'm getting you ready for a bigger plug, but after that, you'll like the way my cock feels. Do you think you'd like that?" Jack worked three fingers in and turned them and Ianto whimpered. "Well, do you? You're so good at taking the plugs, it's obvious you'll need my hard cock ---to feel what it's like for your tight little asshole to stretch around my dick."
"Sir..." Ianto groaned. He imagined Jack on top of him, sliding inside. It had been so long since he'd touched another human being, skin to skin...
"I think you think you need that pretty bad, already huh? But not yet. First we will have to stretch you, so it won't hurt. I plan to fuck your asshole later, but only if you're good." Ianto shivered. Jack kept working his fingers in a slow and steady rhythm, moving and stretching, and soon Ianto felt the bulb of another cold plug. "This one is a really nice size, Ianto. You remember this one. It'll stretch your hole good and wide, and you'll feel very full when I push it all the way. And I'm going to be proud of your progress and admire how beautiful it looks when I see it all the way inside you, all right?" Jack eased the cool silicone plug in very, very slowly. Finally, it was inside. Ianto couldn't believe how good it felt being filled again, or that he'd been afraid of the plugs. Jack began to turn the hard silicone plug, but it was a bit difficult. "Does that hurt?"
"No. N-no. Sir, no."
"Does your bottom feel full?"
"Yes sir,"
"Good! That's great. You took this before as punishment but now you know you need it, and you should see how it looks from here. I'm impressed." Ianto could feel Jack lean back on the other end of the sofa and resisted the urge to peek at him over his shoulder tentatively. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to look at Jack. He waited quietly for a few minutes.
"Sir?"
"Yes, Ianto?"
"Sir..." Ianto was at a loss for words. "What are you doing now, Sir?"
"I'm watching you, Ianto," Jack explained. "I'm just sitting here and looking at your bottom gripping that big plug. I want to enjoy the view. Can you arch your back?" Ianto did, and he could hear Jack suck in a breath. "Oh, that's nice, Ianto. Do that again." Ianto edged his knees backward by several inches and opened his legs, then lowered his forehead to the sofa arm. He could feel the plug stretching him and Jack's eyes on his posterior as he bent down. "Ahh," Jack said appreciatively, "now put your head on the cushion." Ianto moved back again, turned his head to the side, and lowered it to the sofa cushion. "Oh, Ianto," Jack rumbled.
"Yes sir?"
"Ianto, I like the way you follow directions. Is there anything you want me to do right now?" Ianto was silent, but with the tip of his hard cock pressing into the sofa, he thought he wanted to come, or...well, there were things he wanted Jack to do, yet he didn't want to say them. He wanted Jack to know what he wanted without explaining.
"Sir, I---I want...I want you to. I want you to give me what you think I need, sir," he said, hesitantly.
Jack knelt on one knee and Ianto could feel his hands on his hips, then his fingers going to the plug to turn it. Ianto groaned as Jack twisted the object and spoke to him reassuringly. "Ianto, are you sure that's what you want? Someone to be in charge of you?" He reached around and slid his fingers around Ianto's cock. Ianto trembled and nodded. "Well I'm definitely in charge here, Ianto. So you're going to relax and let me touch you however I want to and give you whatever you need today, and from now on. All right?"
"Sir, yes!"
"Good. See, even when you were being punished the second time, I knew when you could take a bigger plug in your bottom, every time, even when you didn't know yourself. You need someone to show you what your limits are." Jack tugged at the plug and began to fuck his hole with it, very slowly, in and out, and Ianto moaned. "Shhh. I know you're sensitive there but I'm your captain and now I want you to be very quiet unless you want me to stop, and then you say my last name, still understood? You can answer that question, Ianto."
"Yes sir. I understand," Ianto grunted.
"Good, good. Don't talk anymore." Jack pulled at the plug slowly and removed it. "Look at that." Jack leaned forward and dipped his fingers in. "Mmm, so hot inside. I want you to clench now, Ianto." Ianto did, and Jack groaned. "Perfect. Do it again. Good. Again. Now hold it." As Ianto squeezed, Jack moved three fingers in and out and tried to spread him. "Your ass is still so tight, even when I stretch it for you." Jack leaned forward and poked in just one finger. Ianto could feel Jack's warm breath on his hole. "So nice." Jack moved his finger faster and then stopped and simply held it in place. Ianto moved his hand up and bit at his knuckles to keep from making a sound. The things Jack was doing to him felt so good. Since he couldn't speak, Ianto straightened his back for a moment and then pushed back on the finger hard and squeezed tight, and Jack laughed softly.
"Ianto! Look how hungry your tight ass is. I think you need to have it filled again so it stretches a bit more so I can fuck you. Do you want to be fucked today?" Ianto squeezed his finger again and Jack pulled it out carefully and stood. "Don't move." Jack walked away and returned with a towel and pillow. He placed the pillow under Ianto's stomach, and Ianto shut his eyes in an effort not to moan when it rubbed against his erection. "That's right." Jack spread the towel behind Ianto and placed his knees on it. "We'll need to use a lot of lube." Ianto's thighs shook in anticipation of having Jack's cock inside him. Jack slapped his bottom lightly. "Ianto? Do you like that? You may answer."
"Like what, sir?" Ianto gasped.
"Do you like having your ass spanked?"
"Sir, I..." Ianto thought. He did want to be spanked. He liked the burn on his cheeks after, even though it hurt. It hadn't hurt more than a day and a half last time, but his cock had hardened constantly until the heat faded. "Sir, yes. I..want that."
"Ianto, usually spanking is a punishment. Have you done anything bad?"
"Yes sir. Bad things. I lied to you. About so many things. You know that."
"Well then, I understand what you did and that you know it was wrong. I forgive you because you were...it was a lot to deal with. But I'll spank you if you really need that." Jack pulled his hand back and slapped Ianto's bottom once, twice, three times. "Is that good? You can tell me."
"Sir..." Ianto gasped.
"Yes, Ianto?" Jack smoothed his hands over the pink skin. "Is that what you needed? Should I stop?"
"No sir."
"No?" Jack asked, as his fingers went to Ianto's open crack and he spread Ianto's cheeks open and looked at his hole. "Don't move," he said. A minute later he ran his fingertips over the ring of muscle. He delved them in and Ianto pushed back and gripped them tightly, arching his back. "Very good."
"Sir, I---I---" Ianto took his chance to be allowed to make noises and moaned deeply, "I want you to---to put a plug in and then spank me harder." He could feel Jack's fingers stop moving and Jack sucked in a breath. Ianto was glad Jack couldn't see his face. He thought he might be blushing. After all of this, being naked in front of Jack with Jack fully-clothed and touching him everywhere, asking for a hard spanking made Ianto feel embarrassed. What would Jack think of him?
"Ianto. Oh, Ianto." Jack pulled his hands away and Ianto could hear him fiddle with the satchel's contents as he spoke encouragingly. "I'm so glad you said that. I knew what you needed---hard spankings with a plug up your hole---and now you see it too. That's a big step. I love the way your behind turns dark pink with the big silicone plug inside you, too. I wish the team could see it."
"No," Ianto whispered. "Not anyone."
"Why not? There's no reason to be embarrassed if you're not in trouble and being punished. It's a very nice sight and I'm certainly enjoying it. Maybe if someone else saw, we could talk about it together later, how beautifully your asshole opens when I use just one finger, and how you squeeze really hard when I tell you to, and how obedient you can be to your captain." Jack smoothed a large dollop of lube around Ianto's hole, and Ianto felt the cool-again plug breach his centre, bit by bit, stretching slowly. "Mmm, look at you getting ready for a firm spanking. Now, I agree that Owen shouldn't see, because you really don't get along well, do you?" Ianto shook his head. "But Tosh and Gwen, well, they might like to see how you look with a really big plug in, and the way you arch your back and show how desperate for attention that asshole can be."
"Do you...do things like this...to them, too?" Ianto asked, hesitantly, as he felt his hard cock pulse against the pillow. Jack slowly worked the plug halfway in and fluttered it in and out. Ianto's legs shook again.
"Ianto, that's none of your business. It's private."
"But, it's...this is private, too," Ianto said, gasping at Jack's attention to his asshole, "And you want them to see me."
"I only want them to see because it's what you need. Look how afraid you were of the spanking, and the first plug, and that was tiny," Jack said with a chuckle. "And now you WANT a huge plug pushed deep inside your ass while I spank you hard. You asked for it! 'Spank me harder!', you said. Didn't you?"
"Yes," Ianto mumbled.
"Yes what?"
"Yes sir."
You think you couldn't take one of the women seeing you with your bottom so full and pink with handprints, but you should trust me because I'm in charge, and you need to have someone watch you being needy like this, begging for your asshole to be filled while I smack you." Ianto moaned. "Shh." Jack slapped his bottom. "Gwen could come over right now, or Tosh, and then you'll know someone besides me cares about your progress so you don't backslide."
Ianto whimpered and shook his head. "No, Jack. Please don't let them watch! I don't need that, I don't," he pleaded.
"Don't tell me what you need, " Jack warned, his voice taking on an edge as he worked the plug all the way in. "You put me in charge, remember. And call me 'Sir'. You think you don't like that idea, but I am in control and making sure your needs are properly met." Jack began twisting the plug and Ianto squirmed, aroused. Jack slapped his left cheek hard. "Don't move. Look, you're disagreeing with my decisions already. I wasn't planning on punishing you when I came over, but you clearly need discipline when you disobey. If you question my authority I'll tie you down and call the whole team right now and have them watch you crouching with the big plug in your beautiful rear and shaking while I fuck you with one finger, even if you wrongly think you should be humiliated by showing them how badly you need me to tease your tight little asshole." Jack spanked him again with his open hand. Ianto felt a deep shudder go through him. When Jack was stern like this, it turned him on immensely. The thought of Gwen or Owen or Tosh watching him naked and begging filled him with fear, but it was almost exciting... but he thought Jack wouldn't actually do that. He knew the word to make him stop.
"Now turn over and open your legs, Ianto."
Ianto flipped over slowly, and Jack moved the pillow lower, under his backside. He spread Ianto's legs further apart, caressed his thighs, bent forward and gently blew on his cock. Ianto bit his lip and gripped his knees hard. Jack's voice was calm and kind again. "Look at that. The ring isn't even tight, but you're doing what I tell you and not coming. You shouldn't be ashamed when you're well-behaved and good at following orders. You should be proud. If you're very good, I'll suck you off later." Ianto writhed on the sofa, and Jack glared at him until he stopped moving. Jack pulled the plug halfway out and began to turn it in his bottom slowly again. Ianto struggled hard to stop from groaning or moving. "Good. Nice and quiet." He pulled Ianto's hands away from his knees and pushed them over his head so they hung over the arm rest.
Jack reached into the satchel again, and took out something attached to a chain. He reached up and gently teased at Ianto's stiff right nipple, then squeezed it, clamped it, and teased the other to a peak with his thumb. "That's right," he said, "it's a little cold in your flat. Your nipples are hard because you're turned on, too, with that plug inside your bottom." He clamped the other nipple securely with the other. "Does that hurt?" Ianto shook his head, then nodded slightly. "It doesn't hurt very much, though, does it?" Ianto shook his head again. "See? You know what to say if something hurts you and you want me to stop. I know you need to have your nipples clamped so it hurts just enough. I'm in charge, Ianto. I know what's best."
"Since I can't spank your behind in this position, I need to use the clamps to remind you I'm the one to give you what you need at all times." He pulled the chain gently and Ianto threw his head back. "See? Almost as good as a spanking, though that hurts more. I did make your ass go pink. I bet it stings a bit." Ianto nodded. "You needed that little bit of pain. But the plug doesn't hurt you, does it?" Ianto shook his head slowly. "Good; it's supposed to stretch your ass and make if feel nice and full, but it's not supposed to ever hurt. This is discipline, not punishment, unless you don't do what you're told. It's important to be disciplined and if you can't do it yourself, you have to rely on me." Jack stood up and backed up several feet. He put his hands in his pockets and nodded as he surveyed Ianto, with his nipples clamped, a cockring on, his legs spread wide and the plug half-in. Ianto closed his eyes.
"Are you embarrassed to be seen like this, Ianto?"
"Sir..."
"You shouldn't feel that way. You look so damned hot and fuckable like that."
"Th---thank you."
"Call me Sir. Ianto, have you ever had buttplugs before I punished you in my office?" Ianto shook his head. "How about a finger inside your bottom?"
"No sir."
"Do you know what I'm doing here, Ianto? I'll say it again. I'm training you. You need me to be in charge and train your hole to relax and accept my big, hard cock later." Ianto shut his eyes. He wouldn't have said it when he'd opened the door, but there was nothing he wanted more than for Jack to pull out the plug and fuck him into the floor. He opened his legs as wide as they would go and tilted up his hips. Jack groaned. "Oh, Jesus, that's perfect, Ianto, I love to watch you all spread open, with your ass being trained to accept me and squeezing that huge plug. I'm so proud of you. Giving you what you need makes me hard." Jack rubbed his own fly, then walked over, and sat down again.
"You've had four plugs in, and this one's the biggest, but it's still a bit smaller than my cock. You took it well but it's hard to turn, so I think we need a bit more lube so I can push and pull and twist it and make you feel good," Jack said. He pulled it out with effort and Ianto felt empty once again. His nipples were starting to throb. He tried not to whine, but Jack caught his expression. "Oh, Ianto, I'm sorry," Jack said, wrinkling his brow in dismay. "You don't like it when you don't have something in your asshole, filling you up. You miss it when it's not there. You're coming along so well." Jack pushed the back of his knuckles onto the pillow, inserted his middle finger and curled it, jerking it in and out faster and faster. Ianto writhed on his finger and he saw Jack's eyes were very dark as his hand went still. "You know, when you come back to work, I might have to put you into a leather harness and keep a plug in your ass. Just a little one, with a curve. Would you like to have your ass stimulated that way, while you do your work?" Ianto nodded and tried to keep still. "I don't think you need to wear pants, either. Then your hard-on will rub against the inside of your trousers, and when no one is looking, I can take you somewhere private and pull down your trousers to your ankles, see the plug deep inside you and how turned on you are, anytime I like." Ianto gasped and moved in an effort to try to force Jack's finger in and out. Jack smiled. "Ianto, I think you're a little bit wanton. Look at you, moving on my finger that way. You need your sweet little bottom spanked and penetrated all the time, don't you?" Ianto was embarrassed to be called wanton, but that was exactly how he felt. In his flat, practically begging his boss to spank him, plug him, and fuck his ass. He nodded.
Ianto screwed his eyes shut. "Open your eyes, Ianto," Jack ordered. "Look at me." Jack smiled again. "I can't wait to watch you at work knowing that I put a plug in your ass in the morning and it's inside you while you go about the day. Maybe you'll be a little bit ashamed of your hard-on at first, but it's natural to be hard when you're stimulated and waiting for your captain to suck you off and swallow your come, but only when I allow you to. You need that training very badly. Let's make it two more weeks of administrative leave. I'm going to come over every night and train your cock and bottom so when you come back to work, you'll know how to obey me." Ianto gasped at the thought of Jack touching him like this every night.
Jack unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. He wasn't wearing underpants, and his smooth, large cock was hard and engorged, Ianto's eyes widened. Jack was big. "Okay, Ianto. You need my cock now. I know you haven't had a cock in your ass before, if you've never even been finger-fucked, right?" Ianto shook his head and shut his eyes again. "Look at me. Good. I'm the first to ever fuck your bottom, then. I'm a lucky, lucky man." Jack leaned forward on the sofa, and still clothed other than his jutting cock, aiming carefully, slipped just the head into Ianto's very wet, warm hole, then pulled out and circled outside. "Ahh, nice." Ianto moaned at the feeling and angled up. "Now what's better, a plug, or my cock? You can speak."
"Your cock, sir," Ianto breathed. "Feels so good."
"What do you want me to do with it?" Jack asked, making shallow strokes with just the head. "Tell me what you want."
"Sir, sir, fuck me."
"I don't know," Jack mused. "You don't sound too sure."
"Please, J-Sir...please fuck my ass, fuck me hard." Jack suddenly plunged in all the way with a deep groan and stopped. Ianto quietly gasped at the sensation.
"Good. Oh, you feel good. stretched just enough, but still so goddam tight," Jack breathed. "Training your virgin bottom with plugs was just what you needed. Now I can fuck you deep and it doesn't hurt you, because you're prepared." Ianto moaned. It felt so good to have Jack's warm cock sheathed all the way up his ass. "Shhh," Jack warned. He pulled up on his elbows and gently pulled Ianto's nipple chain. Ianto bit his lip hard. "That's right, Don't make a peep. You need to relax your bottom and be quiet and absolutely still while I fuck you, do you understand?" Ianto nodded as Jack reared back and took a shallow jab, then a deep stroke into Ianto's ass. His hands flew to Jack's shoulders. Jack suddenly stopped and pulled out, then stood and stepped back. "Ianto!"
"S---sir?"
"I said still. Be still. Did I say you could touch me?"
"No sir," Ianto panted. "Oh God, fuck me, please!" he pleaded.
Jack walked back to him, cock still at attention, shining and wet from the lube in Ianto's bottom. He bent and pressed his mouth to one of Ianto's nipples, licking and sucking, and slowly removed the clamp on one side, then did the same with the other. Jack put the clamps back into the satchel. He pressed his fingertips to Ianto's sensitive nipples to soothe them. Then he reached down and freed Ianto's cock from the ring, but didn't touch it otherwise. Ianto's balls felt so full.
"Turn over," Jack ordered. Ianto scrambled to obey. Jack put the pillow under Ianto's stomach and drew his hips up with his hands. He could feel one of Jack's fingers breach him and squelch in and out. He was desperate for something bigger now. He wanted Jack to drive into him with his cock again, feel Jack's warm body against his like before, but struggled to be quiet and motionless. Jack put the satchel in his own lap again, and stretched him with his thumbs, then added more cold lube and pressed the large plug all the way back in. He tapped on the end hard and Ianto flinched and whimpered. Jack slapped his ass once, then again.
"Ianto! Shut up and stop moving! You need to learn to do what you're told before you get my cock again." Jack was panting with effort. "I could just sit down and bring myself off, and there would be no hard cock for your bottom."
"Sir, no!" Ianto said. "I won't move! I'm sorry, sir."
"That's it. I'm calling Toshiko. You need someone to see you with your ass up and ready so you learn how to stop squirming and obey me." Jack picked up his mobile and hit speed dial.
"No! No, please, Sir!"
"Toshiko?" He heard Jack say, "are you busy right now? How's the Rift calculation project going?" He paused. "Uh huh. Hey, look. Can you come over to Ianto's right now? He needs you to see something."
Ianto turned and shook his head furiously. No. He opened his mouth to say "Harkness" but before he could---
"Wait," Jack said. "No, you know what? It's fine. He can show you another time. He's not ready yet. No, everything's fine here. Yes, he's absolutely fine. He's doing just great. Okay. Bye." Jack clicked the phone off.
"Sir," Ianto pleaded, "Please, I don't want Tosh to see me."
"I know you don't. Why? Are you ashamed that you need spankings and training for your bottom?"
"Sir---I---It's private, sex."
Jack rolled his eyes. "This century. Okay then, Ianto, but you like it when you're exposed to me, so the more the merrier," Jack said indulgently, stroking Ianto's pink cheeks. "You were embarrassed the first time I saw you like this but that feeling went away pretty quickly. I won't insist right now, even though I promise you'll come to enjoy being on display, Okay?" Ianto nodded, relieved. "Good," Jack continued. "When you realise I'm right, let me know. It could be Toshiko or Gwen, or we can go out and find someone you don't know if I think that'd be better. When you change your mind, I'll decide who you'll need to see you, because I'll know what's best, like I did with the plugs and the spankings. You told me 'no' at first...but now you beg for them. I knew you'd realize that they weren't really a punishment in the long run."
Jack leaned over and twisted and tugged the plug from Ianto's bottom gently and pressed in two fingers immediately to replace it. He stood alongside the sofa and moved them in and out more and more slowly. "Mmm, your asshole is coming right along, Ianto. Do you think you can be still and quiet if I fuck you now?"
"Yes. Yes sir! Please fuck me with your cock. I can be still."
"I don't think you can. When I came over you didn't even want to see me. You didn't trust me, and I tried it but you moved on me. And now you're begging to feel my dick pounding into your ass but it's very early in your training. You need to be a lot better behaved to earn my cock again. I could come back in three or four days, or a week. We could give it a break for longer if you want to think on it. There's no reason to rush this."
"Sir," Ianto begged, "Sir...I won't move. Please, I need your cock in me." His legs shook and he writhed at Jack's glacially slow digital penetration of his ass.
"Ianto, look, you're not able to behave. You're moving even now, and that's just my fingers." Jack stopped and held them still. "See?"
"Sir, won't it feel better for you if I move when you fuck me?" Ianto asked.
"Not if I order you to be motionless and silent while you take my cock in, Ianto. You are supposed to obey me, and if I say you aren't to move or make a sound while I fuck you, then you are to be obedient and take orders. That's part of your discipline, you see. This isn't for me, anyway."
"It isn't?"
"Sorry?" Jack asked.
Ianto hesitated, confused.
"SIR," Jack supplied tersely.
"Sir. Sorry sir, I don't understand."
"Ianto. I've been rock hard since you stripped, and God, look at you. Every second I see you plugged or put my fingers in your tight ass I wish it was my dick instead. Do you think this is easy for me?" He stroked Ianto's thighs gently. "It felt amazing to fuck you a bit earlier, and I'm going to enjoy shooting a hot load of come deep inside you when you're ready for it, but I can go out to a pub and pull someone else right now. I'm here to take care of your needs and I'm here getting you stretched and prepared and making you behave because you NEED to have your bottom properly fucked as soon as possible. But I'm not rushing it and I'm not doing it at all if you aren't able to follow my rules." Jack explained with an exasperated sigh as he reinserted the big plug and turned it around more easily than before. "Ah, perfect."
"Yes sir," Ianto said. He felt sort of...honored. Jack smacked him hard, four times, raising a fresh pink shade on his bottom, and then walked out of the room. He came back with a glass of water and offered some to Ianto, who gulped thirstily, then Jack finished what was left.
"Ianto, do you like to be on your back or on your knees when I train your asshole?" Jack asked conversationally.
"Sir, I...don't know."
"Oh, come on. Answer the question. You've had a taste of both. Do you like to rest on your back with your nipples clamped and your legs open while I train your ass and cock, or do you like to kneel so you can't see me finger-fuck and plug and spank you?"
"I like it when you're looking at my cock, sir, but I like to be spanked a little more." Ianto couldn't believe what he was saying, it felt surreal to talk to Jack like this. But he knew he couldn't lie anymore. He felt guilty when he'd lied before, and things had worked out so badly. Now Jack was taking care of him and he didn't have to worry.
Jack rubbed his bottom gently, then reared back and smacked it hard. Ianto held in a wince. "Oops, spanked you without a plug. I know you need a big stretching buttplug; it makes the spanking feel really special, huh?"
"Y-yes sir. Feels so...good."
"Ianto, why do you need me to plug your asshole?" Ianto was quiet. He wasn't sure what to say. "Come on, I told you. Weren't you listening to me?" Jack spanked him again and the sound of the slap rang through the flat.
"Sir, because you're training my bottom," Ianto moaned.
"Right. For what?"
"For discipline." Jack slapped his cheek again.
"Yes, and what else?"
"So you can fuck me and it won't...hurt," Ianto gasped. Jack plunged two fingers into his hole and Ianto abruptly turned on his side on the sofa and came, thick sticky strings of white spurting from his cock onto the towel as he watched helplessly. He groaned with orgasmic relief. "Sir--fuck. Ohhhnnnhh!"
"Ianto, I can't believe you came already." Jack said, sounding impatient. He picked up the stopwatch, clicked it and tsked. "You were doing so well. I was planning to suck your dick and swallow your come very soon, but you couldn't wait, could you?"
"No sir. Sir, I'm sorry. I tried. I'm sorry, I--" Ianto's brief feeling of relief faded and he felt agitated and upset. He'd disappointed Jack.
"Shh. it's okay. You did try, didn't you? Really, I teased your bottom quite a lot before you thought you just had to come." Jack sat on the sofa and wiped Ianto's cock delicately with the towel, then folded it over and situated Ianto face up with his knees spread. Jack reached down and hefted Ianto's testicles in his hand, then stroked them gently between his fingers. "Your balls were aching, I'll bet. I'm not angry. I just started training you, so you still have to learn how to best please me. I'm very forgiving as long as you try hard and don't defy my orders." Jack stood and when Ianto shifted to his side, Jack gently rolled him onto his back again and pushed his knees apart, shaking his head. "No, Ianto. You have to keep your legs wide open until after I leave. I'm training your beautiful cock and asshole, so you must make sure they're exposed to me at all times. Can you remember that rule? It's important to please me."
"Yes sir," Ianto said, "I will." He opened his legs wider and flexed his hips upward.
"That's perfect, Ianto, Sir loves it when you do that," Jack said. He reached for Ianto's flaccid cock and smoothed his hand over it, then bent closer, rolled back the foreskin and softly sucked on the head. Ianto smiled and closed his eyes.
Jack went to the breakfast bar and washed and dried the plugs, then placed them into the satchel, except for one, which he put in the refrigerator along with a tube of lubricant. Ianto could feel Jack's gaze on him from the kitchen.
Ianto felt his eyelids growing heavy. "It's nearly noon. You can sleep now; I'll be back later." Jack said as he walked back to the sofa with his bag and buttoned his shirtsleeves.
Ianto blinked up at him. "I don't want you to go, sir," he said, softly.
Jack paused with his hands in his pockets, then unzipped his bag again and pulled out the smallest flexible plug, the one he'd used for the first punishment in his office. He reached between Ianto's cheeks, lifted him slightly with one hand and pushed it in halfway with his thumb. "There you go, Ianto." Jack grasped the end of the plug and worked it in and out slowly, then faster, and Ianto was so tired he couldn't stop from writhing. It felt so good when Sir teased his bottom. "You're tired, huh? You can't help moving around," Ianto moaned and Jack smiled at him indulgently and pushed the plug in all the way.
"You can remove this before you shower, but I insist that you keep it in while you nap this afternoon, because you've shown me you need to have something inside you and I can't be here to train you. I really think you need my hot come soon too, but you'll only get my cock if you are very still and quiet, so get some rest so you can concentrate very hard on obeying me tonight, Ianto, okay?" Ianto nodded.
Jack bent to kiss him and plunged his tongue into Ianto's mouth as he held his face steady. Ianto kissed him back greedily, resisting the urge to reach up or move. He hadn't been told that he could. "Now listen carefully: I have a key, so I'll let myself in at 9 o'clock, but you must be ready for me. You have a decision to make: whether you will be waiting on your back with your legs spread wide or up on your knees with your bottom exposed. It doesn't matter. Either here or your bed would be fine."
"Sir?" Ianto said, quietly.
"Yes, Ianto?"
"Sir, I...don't want to choose."
"All right. When I arrive, and I promise I'll be on time to take care of you, you will be completely naked and on your knees with legs spread apart, and your elbows on the bed. The plug will be fully seated in your asshole and facing the door so I get to see your filled bottom as soon as I walk in. I don't want to waste any time. Got that?" Jack tapped the plug softly to make his point. "It's very small, so you'll need me to put in a larger one when I get here, and you have to be ready. Will you try to do a bit better tonight and earn my cock?"
Ianto nodded sleepily.
"This was a good session, Ianto," Jack said, as he packed up his satchel and the stopwatch. Ianto was fast asleep before Jack left the flat.
--- should Ianto's sub training be a series? Let me know. :)
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Warnings: Spanking, D/S, Toys
Rating: NC-17, 8,100 words
A/N: This is the followup to parts 1&2 on the TouchYerWood kink meme. Jack trains Ianto to be his begging bottom submissive. Post-Cyberwoman.
1st part - First Punishment
2nd part - Second Error
Ianto had been on administrative leave for a week when Jack showed up at his door. Ianto looked at him through the peephole and debated whether to let him in. It was now or never.
"Suppose you're here to give me my retcon dose," Ianto said. "Or worse."
Jack entered the open door and set the satchel he was carrying on one of Ianto's end tables. He shrugged out of his coat. "Ianto, I'm not here for that."
"What are you going to do, beat me again? Kill me?" Ianto laughed, but it came out as a choking cry. "Go ahead and shoot me. Lisa's gone. I don't need the job anymore. I don't have to put up with your 'punishments,' SIR," he spat out.
"I'm not going to hurt you. But I do want to know if you would like to keep working for Torchwood."
Ianto sat down on the sofa and studied his hands as Jack continued: "You're a valuable employee. As for the punishments...I thought they were something you needed at the time to keep you in line, to help you focus." Jack put his hand on Ianto's shoulder and he flinched away.
"I just came here to see if you want your job. If you do, no retcon. If you don't, you know the way it's done at Torchwood. But no one's going to punish you. You've been punished enough."
Ianto looked up at Jack, whose hand still rested on his shoulder. "But I haven't. It's my fault, all of it. I could have saved Lisa. She's the one I failed. I did my best for you and you...it wasn't enough. I don't want to be afraid anymore."
Jack sat next to Ianto and rubbed his back. Ianto let him. "It's okay. Ianto, I want to do something. Do you trust me?"
Ianto looked at him for a long moment. "No."
"I can make you feel better. I'll stop if you tell me to. Just say my name. Say 'Harkness' when you want me to stop. Will you do that, Ianto? Will you let me give you what you need? lI'll leave if you want me to. Just tell me to leave if you like."
Ianto just sat silently. "I don't know. I don't know what I want anymore, or what I need." Jack got off the sofa and knelt between Ianto's knees.
"Ianto, I've thought about what you said, about nobody asking you about yourself, nobody caring about you. How you do everything for us. I'm sorry I haven't been paying enough attention to you over the last few months. I blame myself." Ianto buried his face in his hands, and Jack gently moved them away and placed them on the sofa at his sides.
May I take off your clothes?" Jack asked softly.
Ianto looked at him and shrugged, but slumped backward. He didn't have anything to lose anymore and he really didn't care about...anything. He felt numb. Jack unfastened Ianto's belt and jeans, and Ianto lifted up and allowed him to pull them down and off. Then Jack pulled down Ianto's boxer briefs and placed both articles of clothing next to Ianto on the arm of the sofa. He reached for the bottom hem of Ianto's jumper and pulled it up, then stood and gently lifted him with his hands under his arms. He turned him around and encouraged Ianto to kneel on the sofa with his body leaning over the arm on the other end, and to spread his knees apart.
"See, Ianto? Are you comfortable? The sofa is soft," Jack said. Ianto nodded, and Jack ran a palm up the inside of his thigh, caressed his balls, and felt his cock, which stirred a bit. "Hmm," Jack said.
Jack turned to the satchel he had brought and Ianto heard the zipper and rustling. Jack picked something out and clicked it, then placed it on the end table. He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled his sleeves to the elbow. Jack sat behind Ianto and Ianto could feel his fingertips gently smoothing up the back of his thighs and over the smooth skin on his bottom. "All healed up. No permanent damage from your spanking, was there?"
"No," Ianto said. He certainly wasn't going to call Jack 'sir' anymore. He shivered in the cool of the flat, and because Jack was touching him. Despite everything that had happened, he'd been desperately attracted to Jack, and the punishments he'd devised had, surprisingly, run through Ianto's thoughts almost daily. He could feel his cock twitch again. "What's that on the table?"
"Stopwatch. Are you cold?"
"A little. What's it for?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Don't worry about anything. I'm going to make you feel good." Jack began to rub Ianto's bare legs and bottom, then up his sides and down his arms, quickly, to chase the chill. "Better?" Ianto nodded.
"That's good." Jack sat back and reached for something and Ianto could feel him open his buttocks with the knuckles of both hands. He sucked in a nervous breath. Jack placed a lubed finger at the entrance to Ianto's hole. "I'm going to put my finger inside you, Ianto. It's a little like the way I punished you, but you're not in trouble now. You just need me to do this, trust me. Understand?" Ianto was silent. "You know how to tell me to stop if you really want me to." Jack pushed his finger inside very slowly, a millimeter at a time. The lubricant was cold and Ianto shivered again.
"Cold," Ianto murmured.
"Yes," Jack said. "It's a little bit chilly." He added more lubricant to the top of Ianto's crack and slid his finger around in it, up and down, then pushed two fingers inside Ianto's ass. Ianto could feel him moving them and turning them. "Ianto, does that feel good?" Ianto was silent. Jack leaned his head around his torso and looked at Ianto's cock, which had begun to stir. "I see it does. You're getting harder."
Ianto almost said, "Yes sir," but he bit his lip. It did feel good and he didn't want Jack to stop.
"Are you going to take your clothes off?" Ianto asked.
Jack paused. "No."
Jack smoothed his fingers in and outside Ianto's opening again, then halted. He reached into the bag and Ianto felt another squirt of cold lubricant around his asshole. He felt Jack's thumb slowly press inward and enter him. "You're doing so well, Ianto. I was impressed in my office, the way you took the plugs deep inside you. Three of them, and they got bigger," Jack said, with wonder in his voice. "Which one surprised you most, Ianto?"" Jack inquired softly. "Was it the first because you didn't know you would have a plug in your bottom as part of your punishment? Or the second time when it was a little bit larger, and I remember well how you were worried it would hurt and didn't want the bigger size, but I prepared you with lots of lube then worked it in nice and slow and you took it with no complaints."
Ianto shuddered silently.
"Ianto, do you want to tell me which plug to put in or should I choose?"
"I don't care. Whatever. I don't feel like making decisions at the moment," Ianto said.
"You don't?" Jack asked. "Okay, that means you need me to take charge now and make the decisions. Since you did well the last time, I'm going to get you ready very carefully and put in the medium-sized plug we used when I punished you on the chair, and we'll go from there." Ianto shivered again, this time not from the cold or from fear, but from the memory of Jack bending him over and doing whatever he wanted for nearly an hour. He wished Jack would reach around and touch his cock, which was stiff and engorged. Jack had been working two fingers in and out of Ianto's asshole as he spoke, very slowly. He sped up and Ianto moaned. "Shhh, it's okay," Jack said. "Remember how much lube I used before? It won't hurt going in if you're lubricated and opened up." He slowed his pace to almost no movement again and added another finger, and then stopped and slipped in his thumbs instead and slowly pulled at the edges. Ianto groaned. "See, the first time I spread your cheeks and looked at your hole to see what you needed, you were scared I would hurt you, I think, and you squeezed so tightly shut, and I patiently opened your bottom and got you nice and wet, and stretched you, then plugged you. I'm doing it the same way this time, but we don't need to start that small."
"Is this another punishment?" Ianto asked.
"No, because you like the way this feels," Jack said. "It's something you need, isn't it?" Ianto didn't reply. Jack kept touching him and Ianto could feel more cool lube being squirted inside, then the icy end of the plug from his last punishment.
"It's too cold, Jack!" Ianto complained, flinching away and clenching his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Ianto, but that can't be helped. It was in the car boot all morning while I ran errands. It'll be warmer when it's inside you for a minute or two, but it's big, so I'll ease it in slowly. This isn't a punishment, after all." Jack opened Ianto's cheeks and slipped the cold silicone plug in, bit by bit, turning it, and Ianto stopped himself from making a noise. His legs shook. "Oh, that's very, very good, Ianto. It's halfway in already." Jack pulled out the plug and pushed it in again, then pulled and pushed fractionally, until he'd worked it all the way in. He began to turn it, and Ianto couldn't help himself; he moaned deeply. Jack smoothed his hands over Ianto's bottom in sweeping circles. "Mmmm, yeah. That's it. It feels nice having your asshole stretched a little, even though this plug isn't warm yet. I couldn't wait for it to get to room temperature because you needed it in your bottom right now." Jack finally reached around Ianto's side and palmed his cock, then slid his thumb over the tip. "You're so hard, and you're damp, too. You like this plug, don't you?" Jack stroked him with one hand and twirled the still-cool plug very slowly with the other. "Don't you like it?" Ianto whimpered.
"I'm...I think I'm gonna come."
Jack removed his hand from Ianto's cock hastily. "You can't come yet, Ianto. It isn't time," he said, sounding regretful. He went through his small satchel again and reached around Ianto, and Ianto could feel something unfamliar against the base of his cock. He heard a soft click. "I've put a ring around your cock. It's just rubber, but it'll stop you from coming before you're supposed to." Ianto groaned. "I'm sorry, but you need to wait a lot longer." Jack returned his hands to Ianto's bottom and slowly eased the plug out to its widest point. "You're being so good though, taking this plug so easily." Jack worked the plug in and out slightly, and then an inch at a time and Ianto's legs shook. "In fact, I think you can handle the one that's a little bit bigger already, even though that one will be cold from being in the car, too."
"No, sir, please," Ianto whimpered. He didn't mean to say 'Sir'. He bit his lip.
"You still know how to make me stop, Ianto. You can say my last name, and I haven't heard that yet," Jack reminded him. "But I don't think you want me to stop yet. I think you need a bigger plug in your tight little asshole." He kept working the plug in and out of Ianto's hole. "I think you want me to keep going, and put the larger plug in, and make you feel even more full." Jack reached around and stroked Ianto's painfully hard cock, and Ianto shuddered. "What else do you want me to do, Ianto?"
"I...I want you to suck me off," Ianto whispered.
"I might do that for you; take care of your erection, but I've already said that'll happen much later, when you earn it," Jack replied, with a gentle, calm tone, rubbing along Ianto's back. "I liked it when you called me Sir. Do you like that? Can you do that again, call me Sir when you address me? If you do, I'll keep giving you what you need."
Ianto moaned. "Yes sir," he said,
"Good, Ianto. Calling me Sir is a good way to show you know I'm in charge. I don't have rules to make things hard on you; I have them to make things easy. You don't have to make any tough decisions today. You can relax. You're doing so well." He slowly removed the plug and slid a finger in. "Mmm, even after that stretch, just one finger still feels so nice in your ass, doesn't it?" He curled his finger and hit Ianto's prostate.
"Yes, sir," Ianto gasped, "Feels so...so good,"
"Yes, I know exactly what you like, don't I?" Jack said. He added more cool lubricant and worked his thumbs in together and stretched. There was so much lube that Ianto felt as if he were dripping, and could hear the squelch of Jack's thumbs. Jack pulled them out and circled his clenching hole with a fingertip, then spread a trail of slick lubricant up Ianto's crack and down to his perineum.
"Wet," Ianto murmured.
"Yes," Jack mused. "Nice and wet, so Sir doesn't hurt you. Ianto. You can trust me. I'm getting you ready for a bigger plug, but after that, you'll like the way my cock feels. Do you think you'd like that?" Jack worked three fingers in and turned them and Ianto whimpered. "Well, do you? You're so good at taking the plugs, it's obvious you'll need my hard cock ---to feel what it's like for your tight little asshole to stretch around my dick."
"Sir..." Ianto groaned. He imagined Jack on top of him, sliding inside. It had been so long since he'd touched another human being, skin to skin...
"I think you think you need that pretty bad, already huh? But not yet. First we will have to stretch you, so it won't hurt. I plan to fuck your asshole later, but only if you're good." Ianto shivered. Jack kept working his fingers in a slow and steady rhythm, moving and stretching, and soon Ianto felt the bulb of another cold plug. "This one is a really nice size, Ianto. You remember this one. It'll stretch your hole good and wide, and you'll feel very full when I push it all the way. And I'm going to be proud of your progress and admire how beautiful it looks when I see it all the way inside you, all right?" Jack eased the cool silicone plug in very, very slowly. Finally, it was inside. Ianto couldn't believe how good it felt being filled again, or that he'd been afraid of the plugs. Jack began to turn the hard silicone plug, but it was a bit difficult. "Does that hurt?"
"No. N-no. Sir, no."
"Does your bottom feel full?"
"Yes sir,"
"Good! That's great. You took this before as punishment but now you know you need it, and you should see how it looks from here. I'm impressed." Ianto could feel Jack lean back on the other end of the sofa and resisted the urge to peek at him over his shoulder tentatively. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to look at Jack. He waited quietly for a few minutes.
"Sir?"
"Yes, Ianto?"
"Sir..." Ianto was at a loss for words. "What are you doing now, Sir?"
"I'm watching you, Ianto," Jack explained. "I'm just sitting here and looking at your bottom gripping that big plug. I want to enjoy the view. Can you arch your back?" Ianto did, and he could hear Jack suck in a breath. "Oh, that's nice, Ianto. Do that again." Ianto edged his knees backward by several inches and opened his legs, then lowered his forehead to the sofa arm. He could feel the plug stretching him and Jack's eyes on his posterior as he bent down. "Ahh," Jack said appreciatively, "now put your head on the cushion." Ianto moved back again, turned his head to the side, and lowered it to the sofa cushion. "Oh, Ianto," Jack rumbled.
"Yes sir?"
"Ianto, I like the way you follow directions. Is there anything you want me to do right now?" Ianto was silent, but with the tip of his hard cock pressing into the sofa, he thought he wanted to come, or...well, there were things he wanted Jack to do, yet he didn't want to say them. He wanted Jack to know what he wanted without explaining.
"Sir, I---I want...I want you to. I want you to give me what you think I need, sir," he said, hesitantly.
Jack knelt on one knee and Ianto could feel his hands on his hips, then his fingers going to the plug to turn it. Ianto groaned as Jack twisted the object and spoke to him reassuringly. "Ianto, are you sure that's what you want? Someone to be in charge of you?" He reached around and slid his fingers around Ianto's cock. Ianto trembled and nodded. "Well I'm definitely in charge here, Ianto. So you're going to relax and let me touch you however I want to and give you whatever you need today, and from now on. All right?"
"Sir, yes!"
"Good. See, even when you were being punished the second time, I knew when you could take a bigger plug in your bottom, every time, even when you didn't know yourself. You need someone to show you what your limits are." Jack tugged at the plug and began to fuck his hole with it, very slowly, in and out, and Ianto moaned. "Shhh. I know you're sensitive there but I'm your captain and now I want you to be very quiet unless you want me to stop, and then you say my last name, still understood? You can answer that question, Ianto."
"Yes sir. I understand," Ianto grunted.
"Good, good. Don't talk anymore." Jack pulled at the plug slowly and removed it. "Look at that." Jack leaned forward and dipped his fingers in. "Mmm, so hot inside. I want you to clench now, Ianto." Ianto did, and Jack groaned. "Perfect. Do it again. Good. Again. Now hold it." As Ianto squeezed, Jack moved three fingers in and out and tried to spread him. "Your ass is still so tight, even when I stretch it for you." Jack leaned forward and poked in just one finger. Ianto could feel Jack's warm breath on his hole. "So nice." Jack moved his finger faster and then stopped and simply held it in place. Ianto moved his hand up and bit at his knuckles to keep from making a sound. The things Jack was doing to him felt so good. Since he couldn't speak, Ianto straightened his back for a moment and then pushed back on the finger hard and squeezed tight, and Jack laughed softly.
"Ianto! Look how hungry your tight ass is. I think you need to have it filled again so it stretches a bit more so I can fuck you. Do you want to be fucked today?" Ianto squeezed his finger again and Jack pulled it out carefully and stood. "Don't move." Jack walked away and returned with a towel and pillow. He placed the pillow under Ianto's stomach, and Ianto shut his eyes in an effort not to moan when it rubbed against his erection. "That's right." Jack spread the towel behind Ianto and placed his knees on it. "We'll need to use a lot of lube." Ianto's thighs shook in anticipation of having Jack's cock inside him. Jack slapped his bottom lightly. "Ianto? Do you like that? You may answer."
"Like what, sir?" Ianto gasped.
"Do you like having your ass spanked?"
"Sir, I..." Ianto thought. He did want to be spanked. He liked the burn on his cheeks after, even though it hurt. It hadn't hurt more than a day and a half last time, but his cock had hardened constantly until the heat faded. "Sir, yes. I..want that."
"Ianto, usually spanking is a punishment. Have you done anything bad?"
"Yes sir. Bad things. I lied to you. About so many things. You know that."
"Well then, I understand what you did and that you know it was wrong. I forgive you because you were...it was a lot to deal with. But I'll spank you if you really need that." Jack pulled his hand back and slapped Ianto's bottom once, twice, three times. "Is that good? You can tell me."
"Sir..." Ianto gasped.
"Yes, Ianto?" Jack smoothed his hands over the pink skin. "Is that what you needed? Should I stop?"
"No sir."
"No?" Jack asked, as his fingers went to Ianto's open crack and he spread Ianto's cheeks open and looked at his hole. "Don't move," he said. A minute later he ran his fingertips over the ring of muscle. He delved them in and Ianto pushed back and gripped them tightly, arching his back. "Very good."
"Sir, I---I---" Ianto took his chance to be allowed to make noises and moaned deeply, "I want you to---to put a plug in and then spank me harder." He could feel Jack's fingers stop moving and Jack sucked in a breath. Ianto was glad Jack couldn't see his face. He thought he might be blushing. After all of this, being naked in front of Jack with Jack fully-clothed and touching him everywhere, asking for a hard spanking made Ianto feel embarrassed. What would Jack think of him?
"Ianto. Oh, Ianto." Jack pulled his hands away and Ianto could hear him fiddle with the satchel's contents as he spoke encouragingly. "I'm so glad you said that. I knew what you needed---hard spankings with a plug up your hole---and now you see it too. That's a big step. I love the way your behind turns dark pink with the big silicone plug inside you, too. I wish the team could see it."
"No," Ianto whispered. "Not anyone."
"Why not? There's no reason to be embarrassed if you're not in trouble and being punished. It's a very nice sight and I'm certainly enjoying it. Maybe if someone else saw, we could talk about it together later, how beautifully your asshole opens when I use just one finger, and how you squeeze really hard when I tell you to, and how obedient you can be to your captain." Jack smoothed a large dollop of lube around Ianto's hole, and Ianto felt the cool-again plug breach his centre, bit by bit, stretching slowly. "Mmm, look at you getting ready for a firm spanking. Now, I agree that Owen shouldn't see, because you really don't get along well, do you?" Ianto shook his head. "But Tosh and Gwen, well, they might like to see how you look with a really big plug in, and the way you arch your back and show how desperate for attention that asshole can be."
"Do you...do things like this...to them, too?" Ianto asked, hesitantly, as he felt his hard cock pulse against the pillow. Jack slowly worked the plug halfway in and fluttered it in and out. Ianto's legs shook again.
"Ianto, that's none of your business. It's private."
"But, it's...this is private, too," Ianto said, gasping at Jack's attention to his asshole, "And you want them to see me."
"I only want them to see because it's what you need. Look how afraid you were of the spanking, and the first plug, and that was tiny," Jack said with a chuckle. "And now you WANT a huge plug pushed deep inside your ass while I spank you hard. You asked for it! 'Spank me harder!', you said. Didn't you?"
"Yes," Ianto mumbled.
"Yes what?"
"Yes sir."
You think you couldn't take one of the women seeing you with your bottom so full and pink with handprints, but you should trust me because I'm in charge, and you need to have someone watch you being needy like this, begging for your asshole to be filled while I smack you." Ianto moaned. "Shh." Jack slapped his bottom. "Gwen could come over right now, or Tosh, and then you'll know someone besides me cares about your progress so you don't backslide."
Ianto whimpered and shook his head. "No, Jack. Please don't let them watch! I don't need that, I don't," he pleaded.
"Don't tell me what you need, " Jack warned, his voice taking on an edge as he worked the plug all the way in. "You put me in charge, remember. And call me 'Sir'. You think you don't like that idea, but I am in control and making sure your needs are properly met." Jack began twisting the plug and Ianto squirmed, aroused. Jack slapped his left cheek hard. "Don't move. Look, you're disagreeing with my decisions already. I wasn't planning on punishing you when I came over, but you clearly need discipline when you disobey. If you question my authority I'll tie you down and call the whole team right now and have them watch you crouching with the big plug in your beautiful rear and shaking while I fuck you with one finger, even if you wrongly think you should be humiliated by showing them how badly you need me to tease your tight little asshole." Jack spanked him again with his open hand. Ianto felt a deep shudder go through him. When Jack was stern like this, it turned him on immensely. The thought of Gwen or Owen or Tosh watching him naked and begging filled him with fear, but it was almost exciting... but he thought Jack wouldn't actually do that. He knew the word to make him stop.
"Now turn over and open your legs, Ianto."
Ianto flipped over slowly, and Jack moved the pillow lower, under his backside. He spread Ianto's legs further apart, caressed his thighs, bent forward and gently blew on his cock. Ianto bit his lip and gripped his knees hard. Jack's voice was calm and kind again. "Look at that. The ring isn't even tight, but you're doing what I tell you and not coming. You shouldn't be ashamed when you're well-behaved and good at following orders. You should be proud. If you're very good, I'll suck you off later." Ianto writhed on the sofa, and Jack glared at him until he stopped moving. Jack pulled the plug halfway out and began to turn it in his bottom slowly again. Ianto struggled hard to stop from groaning or moving. "Good. Nice and quiet." He pulled Ianto's hands away from his knees and pushed them over his head so they hung over the arm rest.
Jack reached into the satchel again, and took out something attached to a chain. He reached up and gently teased at Ianto's stiff right nipple, then squeezed it, clamped it, and teased the other to a peak with his thumb. "That's right," he said, "it's a little cold in your flat. Your nipples are hard because you're turned on, too, with that plug inside your bottom." He clamped the other nipple securely with the other. "Does that hurt?" Ianto shook his head, then nodded slightly. "It doesn't hurt very much, though, does it?" Ianto shook his head again. "See? You know what to say if something hurts you and you want me to stop. I know you need to have your nipples clamped so it hurts just enough. I'm in charge, Ianto. I know what's best."
"Since I can't spank your behind in this position, I need to use the clamps to remind you I'm the one to give you what you need at all times." He pulled the chain gently and Ianto threw his head back. "See? Almost as good as a spanking, though that hurts more. I did make your ass go pink. I bet it stings a bit." Ianto nodded. "You needed that little bit of pain. But the plug doesn't hurt you, does it?" Ianto shook his head slowly. "Good; it's supposed to stretch your ass and make if feel nice and full, but it's not supposed to ever hurt. This is discipline, not punishment, unless you don't do what you're told. It's important to be disciplined and if you can't do it yourself, you have to rely on me." Jack stood up and backed up several feet. He put his hands in his pockets and nodded as he surveyed Ianto, with his nipples clamped, a cockring on, his legs spread wide and the plug half-in. Ianto closed his eyes.
"Are you embarrassed to be seen like this, Ianto?"
"Sir..."
"You shouldn't feel that way. You look so damned hot and fuckable like that."
"Th---thank you."
"Call me Sir. Ianto, have you ever had buttplugs before I punished you in my office?" Ianto shook his head. "How about a finger inside your bottom?"
"No sir."
"Do you know what I'm doing here, Ianto? I'll say it again. I'm training you. You need me to be in charge and train your hole to relax and accept my big, hard cock later." Ianto shut his eyes. He wouldn't have said it when he'd opened the door, but there was nothing he wanted more than for Jack to pull out the plug and fuck him into the floor. He opened his legs as wide as they would go and tilted up his hips. Jack groaned. "Oh, Jesus, that's perfect, Ianto, I love to watch you all spread open, with your ass being trained to accept me and squeezing that huge plug. I'm so proud of you. Giving you what you need makes me hard." Jack rubbed his own fly, then walked over, and sat down again.
"You've had four plugs in, and this one's the biggest, but it's still a bit smaller than my cock. You took it well but it's hard to turn, so I think we need a bit more lube so I can push and pull and twist it and make you feel good," Jack said. He pulled it out with effort and Ianto felt empty once again. His nipples were starting to throb. He tried not to whine, but Jack caught his expression. "Oh, Ianto, I'm sorry," Jack said, wrinkling his brow in dismay. "You don't like it when you don't have something in your asshole, filling you up. You miss it when it's not there. You're coming along so well." Jack pushed the back of his knuckles onto the pillow, inserted his middle finger and curled it, jerking it in and out faster and faster. Ianto writhed on his finger and he saw Jack's eyes were very dark as his hand went still. "You know, when you come back to work, I might have to put you into a leather harness and keep a plug in your ass. Just a little one, with a curve. Would you like to have your ass stimulated that way, while you do your work?" Ianto nodded and tried to keep still. "I don't think you need to wear pants, either. Then your hard-on will rub against the inside of your trousers, and when no one is looking, I can take you somewhere private and pull down your trousers to your ankles, see the plug deep inside you and how turned on you are, anytime I like." Ianto gasped and moved in an effort to try to force Jack's finger in and out. Jack smiled. "Ianto, I think you're a little bit wanton. Look at you, moving on my finger that way. You need your sweet little bottom spanked and penetrated all the time, don't you?" Ianto was embarrassed to be called wanton, but that was exactly how he felt. In his flat, practically begging his boss to spank him, plug him, and fuck his ass. He nodded.
Ianto screwed his eyes shut. "Open your eyes, Ianto," Jack ordered. "Look at me." Jack smiled again. "I can't wait to watch you at work knowing that I put a plug in your ass in the morning and it's inside you while you go about the day. Maybe you'll be a little bit ashamed of your hard-on at first, but it's natural to be hard when you're stimulated and waiting for your captain to suck you off and swallow your come, but only when I allow you to. You need that training very badly. Let's make it two more weeks of administrative leave. I'm going to come over every night and train your cock and bottom so when you come back to work, you'll know how to obey me." Ianto gasped at the thought of Jack touching him like this every night.
Jack unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. He wasn't wearing underpants, and his smooth, large cock was hard and engorged, Ianto's eyes widened. Jack was big. "Okay, Ianto. You need my cock now. I know you haven't had a cock in your ass before, if you've never even been finger-fucked, right?" Ianto shook his head and shut his eyes again. "Look at me. Good. I'm the first to ever fuck your bottom, then. I'm a lucky, lucky man." Jack leaned forward on the sofa, and still clothed other than his jutting cock, aiming carefully, slipped just the head into Ianto's very wet, warm hole, then pulled out and circled outside. "Ahh, nice." Ianto moaned at the feeling and angled up. "Now what's better, a plug, or my cock? You can speak."
"Your cock, sir," Ianto breathed. "Feels so good."
"What do you want me to do with it?" Jack asked, making shallow strokes with just the head. "Tell me what you want."
"Sir, sir, fuck me."
"I don't know," Jack mused. "You don't sound too sure."
"Please, J-Sir...please fuck my ass, fuck me hard." Jack suddenly plunged in all the way with a deep groan and stopped. Ianto quietly gasped at the sensation.
"Good. Oh, you feel good. stretched just enough, but still so goddam tight," Jack breathed. "Training your virgin bottom with plugs was just what you needed. Now I can fuck you deep and it doesn't hurt you, because you're prepared." Ianto moaned. It felt so good to have Jack's warm cock sheathed all the way up his ass. "Shhh," Jack warned. He pulled up on his elbows and gently pulled Ianto's nipple chain. Ianto bit his lip hard. "That's right, Don't make a peep. You need to relax your bottom and be quiet and absolutely still while I fuck you, do you understand?" Ianto nodded as Jack reared back and took a shallow jab, then a deep stroke into Ianto's ass. His hands flew to Jack's shoulders. Jack suddenly stopped and pulled out, then stood and stepped back. "Ianto!"
"S---sir?"
"I said still. Be still. Did I say you could touch me?"
"No sir," Ianto panted. "Oh God, fuck me, please!" he pleaded.
Jack walked back to him, cock still at attention, shining and wet from the lube in Ianto's bottom. He bent and pressed his mouth to one of Ianto's nipples, licking and sucking, and slowly removed the clamp on one side, then did the same with the other. Jack put the clamps back into the satchel. He pressed his fingertips to Ianto's sensitive nipples to soothe them. Then he reached down and freed Ianto's cock from the ring, but didn't touch it otherwise. Ianto's balls felt so full.
"Turn over," Jack ordered. Ianto scrambled to obey. Jack put the pillow under Ianto's stomach and drew his hips up with his hands. He could feel one of Jack's fingers breach him and squelch in and out. He was desperate for something bigger now. He wanted Jack to drive into him with his cock again, feel Jack's warm body against his like before, but struggled to be quiet and motionless. Jack put the satchel in his own lap again, and stretched him with his thumbs, then added more cold lube and pressed the large plug all the way back in. He tapped on the end hard and Ianto flinched and whimpered. Jack slapped his ass once, then again.
"Ianto! Shut up and stop moving! You need to learn to do what you're told before you get my cock again." Jack was panting with effort. "I could just sit down and bring myself off, and there would be no hard cock for your bottom."
"Sir, no!" Ianto said. "I won't move! I'm sorry, sir."
"That's it. I'm calling Toshiko. You need someone to see you with your ass up and ready so you learn how to stop squirming and obey me." Jack picked up his mobile and hit speed dial.
"No! No, please, Sir!"
"Toshiko?" He heard Jack say, "are you busy right now? How's the Rift calculation project going?" He paused. "Uh huh. Hey, look. Can you come over to Ianto's right now? He needs you to see something."
Ianto turned and shook his head furiously. No. He opened his mouth to say "Harkness" but before he could---
"Wait," Jack said. "No, you know what? It's fine. He can show you another time. He's not ready yet. No, everything's fine here. Yes, he's absolutely fine. He's doing just great. Okay. Bye." Jack clicked the phone off.
"Sir," Ianto pleaded, "Please, I don't want Tosh to see me."
"I know you don't. Why? Are you ashamed that you need spankings and training for your bottom?"
"Sir---I---It's private, sex."
Jack rolled his eyes. "This century. Okay then, Ianto, but you like it when you're exposed to me, so the more the merrier," Jack said indulgently, stroking Ianto's pink cheeks. "You were embarrassed the first time I saw you like this but that feeling went away pretty quickly. I won't insist right now, even though I promise you'll come to enjoy being on display, Okay?" Ianto nodded, relieved. "Good," Jack continued. "When you realise I'm right, let me know. It could be Toshiko or Gwen, or we can go out and find someone you don't know if I think that'd be better. When you change your mind, I'll decide who you'll need to see you, because I'll know what's best, like I did with the plugs and the spankings. You told me 'no' at first...but now you beg for them. I knew you'd realize that they weren't really a punishment in the long run."
Jack leaned over and twisted and tugged the plug from Ianto's bottom gently and pressed in two fingers immediately to replace it. He stood alongside the sofa and moved them in and out more and more slowly. "Mmm, your asshole is coming right along, Ianto. Do you think you can be still and quiet if I fuck you now?"
"Yes. Yes sir! Please fuck me with your cock. I can be still."
"I don't think you can. When I came over you didn't even want to see me. You didn't trust me, and I tried it but you moved on me. And now you're begging to feel my dick pounding into your ass but it's very early in your training. You need to be a lot better behaved to earn my cock again. I could come back in three or four days, or a week. We could give it a break for longer if you want to think on it. There's no reason to rush this."
"Sir," Ianto begged, "Sir...I won't move. Please, I need your cock in me." His legs shook and he writhed at Jack's glacially slow digital penetration of his ass.
"Ianto, look, you're not able to behave. You're moving even now, and that's just my fingers." Jack stopped and held them still. "See?"
"Sir, won't it feel better for you if I move when you fuck me?" Ianto asked.
"Not if I order you to be motionless and silent while you take my cock in, Ianto. You are supposed to obey me, and if I say you aren't to move or make a sound while I fuck you, then you are to be obedient and take orders. That's part of your discipline, you see. This isn't for me, anyway."
"It isn't?"
"Sorry?" Jack asked.
Ianto hesitated, confused.
"SIR," Jack supplied tersely.
"Sir. Sorry sir, I don't understand."
"Ianto. I've been rock hard since you stripped, and God, look at you. Every second I see you plugged or put my fingers in your tight ass I wish it was my dick instead. Do you think this is easy for me?" He stroked Ianto's thighs gently. "It felt amazing to fuck you a bit earlier, and I'm going to enjoy shooting a hot load of come deep inside you when you're ready for it, but I can go out to a pub and pull someone else right now. I'm here to take care of your needs and I'm here getting you stretched and prepared and making you behave because you NEED to have your bottom properly fucked as soon as possible. But I'm not rushing it and I'm not doing it at all if you aren't able to follow my rules." Jack explained with an exasperated sigh as he reinserted the big plug and turned it around more easily than before. "Ah, perfect."
"Yes sir," Ianto said. He felt sort of...honored. Jack smacked him hard, four times, raising a fresh pink shade on his bottom, and then walked out of the room. He came back with a glass of water and offered some to Ianto, who gulped thirstily, then Jack finished what was left.
"Ianto, do you like to be on your back or on your knees when I train your asshole?" Jack asked conversationally.
"Sir, I...don't know."
"Oh, come on. Answer the question. You've had a taste of both. Do you like to rest on your back with your nipples clamped and your legs open while I train your ass and cock, or do you like to kneel so you can't see me finger-fuck and plug and spank you?"
"I like it when you're looking at my cock, sir, but I like to be spanked a little more." Ianto couldn't believe what he was saying, it felt surreal to talk to Jack like this. But he knew he couldn't lie anymore. He felt guilty when he'd lied before, and things had worked out so badly. Now Jack was taking care of him and he didn't have to worry.
Jack rubbed his bottom gently, then reared back and smacked it hard. Ianto held in a wince. "Oops, spanked you without a plug. I know you need a big stretching buttplug; it makes the spanking feel really special, huh?"
"Y-yes sir. Feels so...good."
"Ianto, why do you need me to plug your asshole?" Ianto was quiet. He wasn't sure what to say. "Come on, I told you. Weren't you listening to me?" Jack spanked him again and the sound of the slap rang through the flat.
"Sir, because you're training my bottom," Ianto moaned.
"Right. For what?"
"For discipline." Jack slapped his cheek again.
"Yes, and what else?"
"So you can fuck me and it won't...hurt," Ianto gasped. Jack plunged two fingers into his hole and Ianto abruptly turned on his side on the sofa and came, thick sticky strings of white spurting from his cock onto the towel as he watched helplessly. He groaned with orgasmic relief. "Sir--fuck. Ohhhnnnhh!"
"Ianto, I can't believe you came already." Jack said, sounding impatient. He picked up the stopwatch, clicked it and tsked. "You were doing so well. I was planning to suck your dick and swallow your come very soon, but you couldn't wait, could you?"
"No sir. Sir, I'm sorry. I tried. I'm sorry, I--" Ianto's brief feeling of relief faded and he felt agitated and upset. He'd disappointed Jack.
"Shh. it's okay. You did try, didn't you? Really, I teased your bottom quite a lot before you thought you just had to come." Jack sat on the sofa and wiped Ianto's cock delicately with the towel, then folded it over and situated Ianto face up with his knees spread. Jack reached down and hefted Ianto's testicles in his hand, then stroked them gently between his fingers. "Your balls were aching, I'll bet. I'm not angry. I just started training you, so you still have to learn how to best please me. I'm very forgiving as long as you try hard and don't defy my orders." Jack stood and when Ianto shifted to his side, Jack gently rolled him onto his back again and pushed his knees apart, shaking his head. "No, Ianto. You have to keep your legs wide open until after I leave. I'm training your beautiful cock and asshole, so you must make sure they're exposed to me at all times. Can you remember that rule? It's important to please me."
"Yes sir," Ianto said, "I will." He opened his legs wider and flexed his hips upward.
"That's perfect, Ianto, Sir loves it when you do that," Jack said. He reached for Ianto's flaccid cock and smoothed his hand over it, then bent closer, rolled back the foreskin and softly sucked on the head. Ianto smiled and closed his eyes.
Jack went to the breakfast bar and washed and dried the plugs, then placed them into the satchel, except for one, which he put in the refrigerator along with a tube of lubricant. Ianto could feel Jack's gaze on him from the kitchen.
Ianto felt his eyelids growing heavy. "It's nearly noon. You can sleep now; I'll be back later." Jack said as he walked back to the sofa with his bag and buttoned his shirtsleeves.
Ianto blinked up at him. "I don't want you to go, sir," he said, softly.
Jack paused with his hands in his pockets, then unzipped his bag again and pulled out the smallest flexible plug, the one he'd used for the first punishment in his office. He reached between Ianto's cheeks, lifted him slightly with one hand and pushed it in halfway with his thumb. "There you go, Ianto." Jack grasped the end of the plug and worked it in and out slowly, then faster, and Ianto was so tired he couldn't stop from writhing. It felt so good when Sir teased his bottom. "You're tired, huh? You can't help moving around," Ianto moaned and Jack smiled at him indulgently and pushed the plug in all the way.
"You can remove this before you shower, but I insist that you keep it in while you nap this afternoon, because you've shown me you need to have something inside you and I can't be here to train you. I really think you need my hot come soon too, but you'll only get my cock if you are very still and quiet, so get some rest so you can concentrate very hard on obeying me tonight, Ianto, okay?" Ianto nodded.
Jack bent to kiss him and plunged his tongue into Ianto's mouth as he held his face steady. Ianto kissed him back greedily, resisting the urge to reach up or move. He hadn't been told that he could. "Now listen carefully: I have a key, so I'll let myself in at 9 o'clock, but you must be ready for me. You have a decision to make: whether you will be waiting on your back with your legs spread wide or up on your knees with your bottom exposed. It doesn't matter. Either here or your bed would be fine."
"Sir?" Ianto said, quietly.
"Yes, Ianto?"
"Sir, I...don't want to choose."
"All right. When I arrive, and I promise I'll be on time to take care of you, you will be completely naked and on your knees with legs spread apart, and your elbows on the bed. The plug will be fully seated in your asshole and facing the door so I get to see your filled bottom as soon as I walk in. I don't want to waste any time. Got that?" Jack tapped the plug softly to make his point. "It's very small, so you'll need me to put in a larger one when I get here, and you have to be ready. Will you try to do a bit better tonight and earn my cock?"
Ianto nodded sleepily.
"This was a good session, Ianto," Jack said, as he packed up his satchel and the stopwatch. Ianto was fast asleep before Jack left the flat.
--- should Ianto's sub training be a series? Let me know. :)