Be Brave by Alexander Fyn

Author:Alexander, Fyn [Alexander, Fyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance MM, erotic MM, General Fiction
ISBN: 9781607379997
Publisher: Loose Id
Published: 2011-04-05T06:00:00+00:00

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know nothing about and could never be involved in now that Daddy had decided he

couldn"t. “I"ll be gone a couple of days. You be a good boy and carry on with your

duties. Go to college. Keep the place clean. Daddy will be back in a few days, and I"ll

expect you to be doing what you are supposed to be doing.”

“Yes, Sir. I won"t let you down, Daddy. Not ever.” Angel wrapped his arms

around his raised knees. The air was cool now he was sitting still. His nipples

puckered, and little goose bumps rose up on his body.

“Good. I can do my job better when I know you"re safe and doing yours. Now”—

he took Angel"s chin on his fingertips—“what do you want? My special boy.”

Tears brimmed in Angel"s eyes. He wasn"t even sure why, but his chin

quivered and he wanted to cry. Be brave.

“Are you all right, Angel?”

“Yes, Sir. I just feel sometimes like I love you so much I can"t stand it.”

Daddy pulled him close to his chest and cradled him like a baby in the crook of

his arm. Angel gripped Daddy"s tit between his lips and sucked. A gentle chuckle

made him open his eyes and look up. “Slave Angel, we are going to the dungeon, and

if you don"t know what will edify you, then Daddy will decide. Up you get, boy.”

“Yes, Sir.” Angel obeyed, following Daddy like the good slave he was. The

delicious rush that ran through Angel like an electrical charge when he watched

Daddy lock the door and put the key out of reach tingled through his flesh.

“Stand beside the table.”

On light feet, Angel hurried to the torture table and stood to attention. His

eyes never left Daddy, who walked to the shelves to choose his tools. Daddy"s back,

his muscular legs and buttocks tightly clad in leather, the spurs in Daddy"s boots,

was a sight he could have gazed at for hours. But Daddy turned and strode

purposefully toward him and, tossing his cap on the table, came to stand in front of

Angel.

“That"s plastic wrap.” He was confused. “Cling film, right, Daddy? That"s what

you call it.”

“Yes. Feet together.” Daddy got down on one knee and began to wrap Angel"s

legs tightly together in the plastic wrap, working his way up from the ankles,

passing the roll from hand to hand. When he reached Angel"s hips, he stopped.

“Arms by your sides.” Angel pressed his hands against his thighs, and Daddy

continued up his body, wrapping tightly until he reached his shoulders.

When it looked as if he would continue up over Angel"s face, Angel felt a

moment of panic. “Not my face, Daddy! Please, Sir.”

For a long moment Daddy looked at him, the way he always did when he was

gauging how much Angel could take. “All right, boy.” He tore off the plastic wrap

and set the box aside. Angel wavered slightly, unsure of his balance with his feet so

close together and unable to move. But he trusted Daddy, who was always there to

protect him and look after him. If he fell, Daddy would catch him.

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