Beautiful Boy by Grace R. Duncan

Author:Grace R. Duncan [Duncan, Grace R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BDSM, Contemporary, Fiction, Gay, GLBT, MM, Romance, Steamy, Urban
ISBN: 9781634764070
Google: vf-7jgEACAAJ
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-08-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Kyle

As I removed the things Master told me to, I tried to remind myself I didn’t have anything to be nervous about. Master had been pleased with me over the scene the week before. And we’d had several minor scenes since then. All of which he’d praised me for extensively.

Part of my nervousness, I was willing to admit, was the fact that we’d have an audience, much more than we had the week before. Last week, it had only been Mistress Sammy and Cam watching us. This week, at least two of Master’s Dom friends would be watching, along with their boys. And, of course, my former Doms.

I folded the chaps carefully and laid them on top of my shoes, then piled my jock and socks on top. Standing in front of the frame in the presentation position, I waited for Master to give me more orders, closing my eyes and doing my best to find my center. I reminded myself Master was the only one who mattered. None of the others’ opinions would make Master not want me.

Everything I’d seen so far had told me Master—Mal—was pleased with me and wanted me. The only one I had to please was him. And I’d do my damnedest to make sure I’d do that so he’d keep wanting me.

I opened my eyes and dropped my gaze to the floor. I sensed more than saw Master moving around behind me. In front of me, the furniture started to fill. Mistress Sammy and Cam had one end of a love seat, Master Logan and Shane the other. Master Nash leaned against the wall behind another chair, his pet kneeling at his feet on a pillow. In two of the chairs, I saw two other Doms I didn’t know, boys at their feet, and on the sofa right in front, the three Doms who didn’t want me.

I swallowed to try to moisten my suddenly dry throat and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. My heart pounded and stomach twisted. I tried to remember how to simply breathe.

“Easy, boy.” Master’s voice drifted through my mounting panic. “Easy. Close your eyes,” he ordered, and I immediately complied. “Good boy. Who am I?”

“My Master,” I answered without hesitation.

“And who do you have to please?” One of his hands slid over my sore ass.

I jumped slightly. “You, Master.”

“Exactly, boy. No one else matters.” He squeezed my ass. “You’ll do wonderfully. I already know you’ll please me, boy. Focus on me, only me.”

I took another breath and let it out, my heart slowing. “Yes, Master. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, beautiful boy.” He kissed my cheek and I calmed a little more. He moved around in front of me. “Look up at me, boy.”

I did as he bid, meeting his gorgeous dark eyes. “Yes, Master?”

“I need to know you’ll use your safewords if you need to.”

My gaze darted behind him to the assembled group.

“No. They don’t matter. We talked about this, didn’t we? Does it mean you fail if you use it?”

I looked back at him and, after a few seconds, shook my head.

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