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"You're in wonderful shape," he said casually as he reached for the lube.

Noah was giving every impression that he was comfortable with the examination thus far. "The better to serve you, sir,"

he answered in his clever fashion.

"Yes, well. That would be a good point if you'd known me for longer than a week." Tobias walked up behind Noah and stroked a hand over his hip, then between his legs to cradle his erection. "But I'll take you at your word." He played his fingers over the warm skin and felt it twitch. "I do like your cock," he whispered. "Hold still and relax as best you can."

"Thank you, sir. Yes, sir." Noah clearly wasn't immune to the warm touch of Tobias' hands. His breath caught briefly and his struggle to relax was evident. He took a deep breath and exhaled, and his toes curled against the hardwood floor.

Tobias pushed a slick finger against Noah's entrance, slipping in a very short way. He twisted, gently rubbing the muscle and feeling for abrasions, listening to Noah breathe.

Noah gasped, the sound apparently involuntary even though Tobias believed Noah had been prepared for the intrusion. He clenched around Tobias' finger reflexively. His admission, when it came, was lovely and truthful. "I'm very hard, sir. Very..."

"Close?" Tobias asked, freezing.

"No. Not just yet, sir," Noah answered quickly.

"All right," Tobias said calmly. "If that changes, tell me.

Breathe. In through your nose, out through your mouth.

Relax."

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Noah nodded, breathing in through his nose and exhaling through his mouth as he was told, if a bit more exaggerated than Tobias had had in mind. Noah was making an effort to relax; his shoulders fell a little, and he spread his feet a few more inches apart.

Tobias gently moved his finger in and out a tiny bit, spreading the lube before going any deeper. "Are you all right?" he asked, feeling Noah's ass relax fractionally.

"Fine," Noah breathed. "Feels good, sir."

Tobias wondered about the truth in that, but he pushed in a little deeper, taking care to move slowly. For every motion forward he drew back again, spreading lube and opening Noah to him bit by bit, fucking him with one finger. He was seriously beginning to wonder if Noah had ever been used this way.

"Oh, God." Noah's words were so soft they could easily have been mistaken for breath, except the moan that followed gave him away. "Oh, God."

Tobias waited for a warning but he didn't get one. Deciding that Noah would either comply or feel the sting of punishment, Tobias moved a little faster, going deeper. He slid a second finger around Noah's hole, not pushing in, just teasing and smoothing lube around.

"Sir! Close, sir, oh, God." Noah leaned forward instinctively, as if trying to break contact. He hissed through his teeth, followed by several urgent pants, while he gripped the arms of the chair so hard his knuckles went white.

Tobias instantly withdrew, stopping all stimulation to Noah's body. "Good boy," he said softly. "Breathe through it.

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I'm proud of you." He smiled broadly, pleased with Noah's effort. He'd waited a little too long, perhaps, but he'd done as asked. Tobias rested his hand on Noah's smooth back and rubbed gently. "Good boy," he whispered again.

Noah's head dropped heavily between his shoulders and his ribs expanded broadly with each controlled, calming, centering breath. He wiggled his fingers, shifted and replanted each foot and finally raised his head again, the tension in his shoulders and hips all but gone. He may have waited too long, but at least he regained control quickly.

"Nicely done," Tobias said. "When was the last time you had anal sex?"

"I'm not exactly sure, sir. A year ago? It could be longer."

He sounded a little embarrassed.

Tobias nodded his head. Okay, so not a virgin, but damn near. That could be a very useful tool. "As a general rule, do you enjoy it?" he asked, reopening the lube.

"When I'm permitted to, sir," Noah sighed.

"When you're permitted to come?" Tobias asked, slightly confused.

"When I am permitted to enjoy it, sir." Noah shifted. "At all."

Tobias frowned. He'd never used sex as a punishment, but as a reward. He'd created long and involved sessions around sex, sessions that were by turns agony and pleasure for his submissive, but there was never a question of enjoyment.

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the sexual aspect was little more than a wish unfulfilled. "Tell me," he said. "Actually, come here and tell me."

He guided Noah to stand and then he sat in the chair, pointing to the floor. "Sit, rest your head on my leg. Tell me what happened."

Noah hesitated. His fingers seemed to twitch with indecision. Physically, he was trying to obey, but Noah finally shook his head no.

Tobias sighed and stood up. "Will you let me hold you, then? I won't make it an order, but I want to discuss this. Not so you relive pain, but so I don't cause you harm by accident.

When we are here, I am responsible for your physical and mental health. I need to know."

Noah's shoulders dropped in defeat but he nodded this time. "Yes, sir."

Tobias gave an internal sigh of relief. This might be horrible, but it would be far worse if he'd merely started a game and triggered something without knowing what to expect. He reached out and took Noah's arm, gently moving them both until they were in the wide chair. "It's a good chair," he said lightly, running his hands over Noah's back and arms. "I suspect it's held up more weight than just us."

"I've never ... oh. May I have permission to speak casually, sir?" Noah asked, nearly forgetting himself.

"For this? Absolutely."

"Thank you." Noah settled against him; he was surprisingly light. "I can't remember the last time a Dom asked me if I enjoyed sex; I suppose it was just assumed. But then, many Doms here don't include sex as part of their sessions, I've 69

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found. In any case, Brett and I usually didn't have a sexual aspect to many of our sessions at all. And Master ... that is, my former master, he used penetration only as punishment."

Noah shrugged.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Tobias rubbed Noah's back and sighed. "There are many forms of domination, you know that.

I seem to have made a rather large error in assuming, on the evidence of our last session, that you also enjoy sexual submission." He shook his head quickly. "I'm not saying this right. I personally use many methods to gain my sub's attention and his submission. I know how to use the toys, I can inflict pain, though I prefer not to do that past a certain level. I enjoy bondage, I like taking away choices. But I also enjoy a sexual aspect to play. I never use sex as a form of punishment. There's sometimes pain, but the variables ...

God, I really should just make a detailed list one of these days and pass it out as a handy reference guide to playing with me."

Noah chuckled softly. "Finding out this way is better." He smiled and shifted a bit. "I didn't mean that I don't enjoy sexual submission. You wanted to know what I meant by being permitted to enjoy it, and it's just that I spent a lot of time in the past being expressly told not to." Noah shook his head and sighed. "And, in any case, it's been so long I'm not sure about anything anymore-all I know is I was damn near coming a moment ago and that wasn't at all unpleasant, as you might imagine. And sitting here like this is ... well, I'd really like to let you finish your exam, sir."

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Tobias smiled broadly. "I also like to deny sex as a method of domination."

Noah grinned. "You Doms are all alike."

With a snort Tobias slapped Noah's leg. "Not hardly. All right, as you were, boy. I think we'll explore a few boundaries tonight."

"Yes, sir." Noah got up, waited for Tobias to move away from the chair and leaned over it again, settling into a wide stance. "Thank you, sir," he added softly.

Tobias smiled to himself. "You're welcome. We'll see how you do in about five minutes." He reached for the tube and snapped the top loudly. "If you're very, very good tonight you may even get to come."

"I hope to be, sir," Noah said, a river of goose bumps breaking out across his back.

"Do better than hope." Tobias slicked two fingers and showed them to Noah. "Just to make you slick, boy. And then the games can start." He stood behind Noah again and slowly worked one finger in, waiting for Noah to relax.

Noah's low moan gave him away. If there had been any waning in his erection during their chat it had just returned with a vengeance. But to his credit, he took a few deep, even breaths and remained relaxed.

Tobias had a sinking feeling that he was well and truly caught. Responsive, submissive, honest, apparently wanting to learn his own boundaries ... it was like being thrown back eight years. Quickly, before he could tax Noah's will too much, he inserted the second finger and moved them both in and out quickly.

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Noah lifted his head and arched back, then dropped it again with a grunt. "Oh, oh, God." He bent one knee slightly, going up on his toes.

"Careful," Tobias said, sliding his fingers free. "Catch your breath and go stand in front of the cross."

Noah straightened up and took his time walking over to the cross. He stopped about a foot from it, facing the wall.

"As you wish, sir," he answered, carefully correcting his posture despite his arousal.

Tobias went to the cabinet and took a deep breath, knowing that it was only his years of experience that kept him from simply throwing the man down and taking him. "Christ,"

he whispered to himself. He stared into the cabinet and berated himself. This was not what he was supposed to be thinking, not what he was supposed to be doing. His role was to take Noah out of his head, to get to that place they both craved and loved. Dominate. Take control, use whatever method he saw fit to gain Noah's trust and submission.

Sex was a nice side effect, but not the goal.

He turned his attention to the cabinet and found a small towel, with which he wiped his hand. A drawer revealed dildos and clamps, condoms and plugs. Smiling to himself, he selected a long narrow plug and a condom; what he wouldn't give to be in his own playroom with his own supplies.

However, he could make do, he supposed. Another drawer produced a lavish locking cock ring made of soft leather and steel, with fine chains that attached to nipple clamps. He considered it for a long moment, finally replacing it with regret. Another time, maybe. If Noah called him again.

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A plain cock ring and the plug in hand, he walked to a small table near the cross and laid them out, pointedly lubing the plug. "I'm not going to gag you," he said to Noah, "but I am going to restrain you. You will use your words, and you will tell me if you're close to coming."

"Yes, sir. Words if I need them, and tell you if I am close,"

Noah repeated his instructions, Tobias suspected, more for his own benefit, which would mean he was nicely distracted already. "I understand, sir."

"Good. Now, I rather suspect that a ring might be of some use," Tobias said dryly, holding it up. "Come here, and no shooting on me. Leather is a bitch to get stains out of."

Tobias waited as Noah turned and took the few steps to him slowly, concerned that the look on his boy's face meant that Noah wasn't confident about not coming. It really was a good thing that the ring was simple; fiddling with locks would have been too much for either of them, he thought. Quickly, he squeezed the base of Noah's shaft and snapped the ring on. "There you go. That should hold you for a bit."

Noah still didn't seem sure, but Tobias pointed to the cross again. "Face the cross, arms above your head."

Silently, Noah approached the cross again, feet together for the moment, and raised his arms up over his head. "Like this, sir?"

Tobias stood behind him and reached up for one wrist, pulling it away. "Like this." Smoothly, he cuffed Noah's right wrist to the cross, not quite fully extended. As he reached for the other one and cuffed it as well, he leaned into Noah, rubbing his leather-encased erection along Noah's ass.

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"I am so happy you are pleased, sir," Noah remarked, a little lilt in his voice. He made a show of tugging on his wrists and pressed backwards.

"You're wanton," Tobias said calmly. He knew that a great deal of his domination was in his voice; he'd worked hard to be that way. Still, it had been a great deal of time since he'd done this, and it was no longer second nature for him to be powerfully aroused and able to keep it from his voice. He was a little annoyed that he had to work at it.

"I'm sorry, sir," Noah responded softly, bowing his head, contrite.

"Now, your legs," he said, sliding down Noah's body in a move reminiscent of Phan's earlier display in the bar. As he moved, he caressed Noah's leg, teasing him until he lifted Noah's foot and placed it at the bottom of the X the cross formed. The feet were bound by lacing them in, up the calves, and Tobias took full advantage, smoothing his fingers over Noah's skin.

"Mmm ... sir," Noah sighed at Tobias' touch. He moved his other foot into place himself, his fingers spreading flat against the cross, then tilted his head forward and took a deep breath.

"That's it," Tobias said softly. He laced Noah in, taking care to be just as tactile with the second leg. He could feel the muscles twitch under his hands and he smiled to himself before he leaned forward and licked the inside of Noah's thigh.