Dante by Daryl Banner

Author:Daryl Banner [Banner, Daryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Frozenfyre Publishing
Published: 2020-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

13

I guess his specific and leathery choice in attire should’ve tipped me off.

“Your forte. The thing you do.” He puffs up his chest. “I wanna do it now.”

“Oh, do you?”

“Yep.” He peers over at my studio, curious.

I ditch the nice scene I just spent time preparing in an instant. “Think you can handle it? You were so scared the first day you came here and—”

“I wasn’t scared.”

“—laid your eyes on my special room.” I chuckle as I pick up my camera, shut off some lights, and relocate some things over to the studio. “So tell me. You got a vision for what you’re looking for? Or—”

“I want what I came for that first time, except maybe it was … poorly worded.” He grimaces. “Sorry about that. I … I really want to become that wrestler on the bed. I want to feel his anguish. I want you to make me look that way. I want—”

“You want me to rip off my own work?”

Tye frowns. “I didn’t say I—” He rethinks it. “Oh, I guess it does kinda sound like that. I didn’t mean we have to do the exact same thing. Of course that’d be an insult to … an artist like you.”

An artist like me.

He moves further into the studio, then faces the sling importantly. “Can we … do a few shots on this, maybe?”

I smirk. “Be my guest.”

He puts a reluctant hand on it, the sound of his fingers running along the smooth, strong leather sending chills down my arms.

Normally this is when I’d rush to assist him, my professional switch flicking on. But the energy between us is clearly anything but professional now.

I can hear the playful licking of my cat o’ nine tails against his soft, smooth skin. I can hear the sweet, muffled whimpers of his mouth behind a ball gag. I can see the yearning desire in his eyes.

Stop. He’s your client still, remember? “You need some help getting into that thing?”

“I, uh …” He glances nervously at me. He has no idea the way his eyes strip me to nothing. “I …”

“Yeah, boy?”

Oh, shit.

I may or may not have meant to call him that. But it came out. And there’s nothing I can do now.

Tye noticed, too. He clears his throat, then just as quickly lets out a light chuckle. “Oh. I get it.” He points at me. “You’re getting me into character, right? Calling me ‘boy’ like that? As if I’m your …” His throat tightens up. “… y-your submissive, or something. Right?”

Yeah, alright, I can roll with that. “Sure.”

“Oh, is what I’m wearing fine?” He gestures at himself. “For being in a sling? The pants feel kinda stretchy, like I could spread my legs far apart.”

Spread his legs.

Far.

Apart.

I have to ask, is he choosing those words on purpose?

“Yep,” I answer him evenly, despite my heart racing. “What you’re wearing will do.”

He turns back to the sling, then bites his lip as he studies it for a second.

I smirk. “Let me help you get into that.

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