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slapped his cock hard with an open hand. Chad’s head shot

up, and he yelled something Adam couldn’t understand.

Adam went back around to his perfect little ass, and

drawing back his hand, he slapped Chad’s balls, right to left,

again and again, while Chad bucked his hips and yelled

curses at him.

“No, stop! You bastard, stop it! Let me out of this shit,

now!”

“Be quiet, boy. You know your safe word. If you really

want me to stop, use it. Go on, say it.” He paused and waited

while Chad whimpered and looked away. “That’s what I

thought. Now be quiet like a good boy.”

He struck at his balls again with an open hand, and

finally, as he continued to strike them, with an occasional

slap at his dick, only deep grunts came from Chad’s throat.

Adam stopped and gently petted and massaged them.

Chad shuddered and sobbed softly. “All your pleasure and

your pain come from me, baby. I can give you whatever I

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want, because you belong to me. Understand?”

“Y-Yes, Sir,” Chad sobbed.

His erection had flagged, so Adam took his cock again,

holding the shaft in his hand and moving it slowly up and

down until it started to thicken back up. Chad tried to arch

into his touch, wanting more, harder.

Adam picked up an anal plug and lubed it well, then

eased it into Chad’s hole, wiggling it gently and pushing it

past the first tight ring of muscle. It wasn’t a large plug, but

he wanted Chad to be ready for him when the time came,

and he wanted him nice and stretched out. Chad never

complained, never even groaned all through the insertion,

and Adam spoke softly to him. “Such a good boy for me.”

Chad sighed.

Adam came back around to his head and kissed him

for a long time, open mouthed, sloppy kisses that left Chad

breathing hard. He played with his nipples as he was kissing

him and then moved to take each one of them in his mouth,

kissing and biting them until Chad arched up again against

the ropes.

“Ready to admit you’re my baby, Chad? Ready to

admit you belong to me?”

Chad bit his lip and stubbornly turned his head to the

side with his eyes closed. Adam sighed. “Okay then. So

stubborn.” He twisted one of Chad’s nipples, and Chad’s

eyes flew open.

Adam chuckled and walked back to his ass and balls,

perfectly presented for him and at just the right height. He’d

had this bench built specially for this, not wanting to clutter

his home with actual equipment like they had at the club.

This bench had always suited his needs perfectly.

Slipping on a condom and lubing it well, he worked the

plug in Chad’s hole, angling it to rub against his prostate.

Chad whimpered again as he pulled it out. Using the sharp

knife he brought with him, he cut through the thin ropes

holding Chad’s legs and pushed his knees up to his chest,

draping his calves over his arms. Adam took his dick in his

hand and tapped it against Chad’s hole.

“Can you feel me, baby? I’m going to fuck this little

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hole, and you still aren’t allowed to come.”

Chad groaned and with one smooth motion, Adam

thrust inside, into the velvet heat of Chad’s body. Fucking

him deep and hard, he rocked against him. “Like this, boy?”

At Chad’s incoherent cry, he slowed way down, still thrusting

deep, but taking it achingly slow, easing out to the very edge

of his flange before slamming back in.

“Oh God, Adam, please. Please, please let me come. I

hurt.”

“You know what to do, boy. You know what to say.”

“I-I’m yours, okay? I’m your b-baby.”

“Tell me who’s in charge.”

“You are—you’re in charge, Sir. Only you.”

Adam smiled at him. “Good boy.” He pulled the cock

ring off and thrust hard and deep. “Come for me, baby.

Come now.”

Chad came hard, with a primal grunting groan of relief

and bliss. He could only stiffen his legs and buck up as

much as the ropes on his waist and chest allowed, until he

emptied himself and sagged back down on the bench. Adam

followed quickly, straining against him, and when he’d

finished, he sagged down between Chad’s legs.

He allowed himself only a minute, before he quickly

cut the remainder of the ropes holding Chad to the bench

and helped him sit up. Chad’s head dropped to rest on

Adam’s shoulder, and he wrapped both arms around his

waist. Adam held him and stroked his back for a few

minutes until Chad caught his breath and calmed. Adam

reached below the bench and retrieved a bottle of water, still

cool from where he’d put it there a half hour before. He held

it to Chad’s lips.

“Drink, Chad.” Chad gulped at the water, drinking

almost half of it down before Adam stopped him. “Enough for

now. I’m getting up to start the shower, baby, to clean us

both off. Will you be okay for a few seconds?”

Chad nodded. Adam kissed his cheek and headed to

the bathroom. He adjusted the water to be warm, but not too

hot, and came back for Chad. He had to help him up off the

bench and support him. The shower stall was huge in the

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master bath, so he walked in with Chad and angled his body

under the warmth of the shower spray. Chad leaned his

back against Adam’s chest, and Adam reached for the soap.

Taking some in his hands, he smoothed it over Chad’s body,

over his stomach and thighs. He lathered gently over his

cock and balls, and turned him so he could get all the lube

from his back side. When he had him clean, he turned off

the spray, helped him from the shower stall and dried them

both off with big fluffy towels.

Chad had begun to recover, but he still wanted to cling

to Adam, and Adam let him, wrapping an arm around his

waist as he supported him to the king-sized bed. He tucked

Chad in and slid in behind him, spooning him and holding

him close. Kissing the side of his face, he whispered soothing

words in his ear and gently rubbed his hand over his chest.

“Go to sleep, sweet boy. Things will be better in the

morning.”

Chad sighed and snuggled back into him. Within a few

seconds, Adam heard his soft snores. Adam relaxed as well,

exhausted now that it was over. He’d done it. He’d gotten his

sexy, pseudo straight boy cop to not only have sex with him

the night before, but to submit to him totally the very next

night. He’d made him say he was his and only his and give

up all his rigid control. Now only one question remained.

Could he follow Cole’s advice from earlier and give up some

of his own rigid control? Could he compromise to keep a

man he’d grown much too attached to in an effort to make it

work? Christ, now that he had him, what in the hell was he

going to do with him?

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Chad woke up slowly, aware that an alarm was

buzzing insistently nearby. He opened his eyes and found

two warm brown ones staring back into his.

“Good morning, baby. Sleep well?”

Chad started to answer, but found his tongue was too

fuzzy. It felt like it had grown hair since the day before. He

nodded instead, rapidly blinking his eyes.

“I have a class, but I’m coming home early. Not much

sleep last night for either of us, huh?”

Again, Chad nodded, feeling sluggish and almost

drugged with sleep. What the fuck was he doing in Adam’s

bed? Memories of the night before came rushing back in,

and he moaned.

“Go back to sleep,” Adam told him, rolling over to sit

up on the side of the bed. “It’s still early. I’ll reset the alarm

for nine, okay?”

He didn’t even remember responding. Closing his eyes,

Chad tumbled back into a sound and untroubled sleep. It

wasn’t the alarm that woke him up the next time. It was a

steady pounding at the door. Forcing his eyes open he rolled

out of bed, dragging Adam’s robe to him as he staggered,

nearly stumbling down the hall to reach the front door.

“Rise and shine, Williams. Did I wake you? Well, too

damn bad.
I
’ve been up all fucking night.” Johansen brushed

past him and stood in the foyer, looking around. “Professor

already gone to work?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Chad said, rubbing his face. “Sit down

or something. Let me go splash some water and uh…”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go ahead.”

Walking down the hall to his room, Chad noticed how

goddamned sore he was, and not just his asshole, which was

plenty sore enough, but his damn dick and his balls too. He

stood in front of the toilet to piss and a sudden picture of

Adam standing by his open legs, slapping his balls and his

prick with an open hand brought a hot flush to his face. He

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finished and hurried over to the sink to splash cool water on

his face and neck again and again. After brushing his teeth

and using a towel to dry off a little, he hurried back to his

room to get dressed.

Thoughts of Phillips were teasing around his

consciousness, and he was trying to hold them at bay,

though they didn’t seem so overwhelming this morning as

the night before. Adam had taken some of that away from

him. Wasn’t that what he’d said? He no longer had to feel

responsible or anxious over it, but the sadness was still

there. Phillips had always been a good friend to him, maybe

the best he had in the department, despite the difference in

their ages.

He walked back to the living room and past where

Johansen was slouching in the big easy chair and went

straight to the refrigerator, looking for a cola. Predictably not

finding any, he did locate some orange juice and poured

himself a glass before he flopped down on the love seat

where he’d been the night before. Another quick image of

Adam holding him close with his hand down the front of his

jock strap hit him, but he pushed it firmly away and

concentrated on, Johansen who indeed, must not have slept

a wink all night. He looked like hell.

“Can I get you anything?” he finally remembered to

ask, but Johansen shook his head.

“I’m sloshing when I walk now, I’ve had so much

coffee.” He stared down at the floor between them for a

moment. “Hell of a thing about Phillips, huh?”

“Yeah.” Chad took a long drink of his juice and

swallowed hard over the lump in his throat. “Any idea yet

why he never called for backup?”

“No and that wasn’t like him. Phillips did everything by

the book, usually. “I’m thinking he just didn’t get a chance

to. They found burn marks on him from a stun gun. The guy

must have slipped up behind him. He was shot with his own

gun.”

“Christ. What was he even doing there at that time of

night?”

Johansen sighed. “We went for coffee after we left you.

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When your professor questioned us, it was pretty damn

apparent we have nothing, and it bothered us both. Phillips

liked to talk things through sometimes, try to get a handle

on things, and something that guy Benjamin LeCroy said

was nagging him.”

“Like what?”

“LeCroy said he and his sub sometimes did public

scenes at that club they all went to, and that they’d done one

last weekend.”

“Yeah, I remember they said something about it.”

“Did you see it?”

Feeling uncomfortable at the way the conversation was

going, Chad drained his glass and put it on the coffee table,

stalling for time. “No, we’d already left by that time.”

“Oh. Well, Phillips remembered that one of the other

couples had been to the club just before they were killed,

and in checking his notes, he found they had also done a

public scene. He was going to check into the other couple,

but in the meantime, he wanted to know if the scene thing

they did had any similarities.”

“And did it?”

Johansen nodded and pulled out a small notepad from

his pocket, looking down at it. “I asked him after… after they

took Phillips…All three couples were using what they call

CBT on their subs.”

“Cock and ball torture. I’ve heard of it.”

LeCroy said he used sounding rods on his partner.