Page 7 of Pain Play

He’d already brought a couple water bottles over earlier, but he wanted to dampen a hand towel and snatch a couple more dry ones from the bathroom. He was also ready to strip down completely. Once he’d retrieved the items he needed, he made sure to lower the lights and rush back to Terry the way he’dpromised. After he’d untied him, he gently rolled him onto his back. Terry hissed, his face twisting in a grimace.

“Okay, I’m just slipping out of my clothes, then I’m going to take care of you.”

Terry gave a small nod, but still hadn’t opened his eyes. Phil swiftly removed his garments then climbed onto the bed. He encouraged Terry up by bracing the back of his neck so he could take a few sips of water, then fluffed a pillow so he could relax while Phil cleaned them both off. He completed the task then tossed the towels into a basket that remained nearby for just such a purpose.

“Come on, baby. Let me hold you a while, then I have some cream that’ll help prevent too much bruising on your back and ass. I’ll offer you some painkiller as well, since this is a new experience, but in the future there may be times when I wish for you to absorb the pain instead of avoiding it.”

“That’s all right. I don’t want it. But I do have one question.”

“Of course. What do you want to know? I’d like to have a full discussion about your first experience with true erotic pain in a moment, but ask whatever you’d like now.”

“Just curious. Do I still have nipples? Because seriously, it feels like you ripped those puppies right off.”

Phil chuckled, relieved to discover his feisty sub was still present and accounted for. He gathered Terry into an embrace, held him close and thanked the universe they had found each other.

Chapter Four

Terry stirred, soaking up Phil’s warmth as he snuggled into him. He let out an unbidden groan.

Fuck.

His first thought was that he was going to regret the throbbing sting in his nipples or the deep ache in ass cheeks, but as he bent one knee to drape a leg over his Master, his next thought was how delicious the lingering pain felt, how it was like having Phil’s continuous touch all over him. A low moan rumbled in Phil’s chest and he rolled on his side, wrapping an arm around Terry then tugging him closer. Terry used his leg to embrace Phil’s limbs even more as he rubbed his face against Phil’s neck.

“Morning.” Phil’s sleep-roughened voice was more growly than usual.

It had been quite a night.

Despite the occasional off-hand remarks Phil made about his age and diminished prowess, it hadn’t stopped him from fucking Terry twice after they’d had a chance to rest up from Phil’s enthusiastic flogging. The multiple coming in the same night for them both wasn’t something that had happened much since they’d been reunited. Terry grinned.Ass is sore on the inside too.They’d both gotten a thorough workout.

“Good morning, Master.” He yawned a bit too loudly.

Phil chuckled, the deep timbre of his voice a cock-awakening sound. “I’d ask if you need more sleep, but that nice, hard rod pushing against my stomach says otherwise.”

“What can I say? I’m hot for you all the time.”

Phil traced circles with his fingertips on Terry’s back. “Flatterer.” He placed a firm kiss on the top of Terry’s head. “But I’ll take it.”

“I’mthe one who took it last night.”

Phil barked out a laugh. “That you did. And quite well, I might add.” Phil hugged him. “What time does your session begin?”

Terry’s eyes went wide and he jolted out of Phil’s arms, smashing their chests together as he surged over Phil’s torso to check the digital clock on the nightstand.Phew. But what a boner-killer.He collapsed into Phil’s embrace again. Even though he didn’t typically sleep much past dawn, their enthusiastic play the evening before had exhausted him.

Phil snorted. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. Sorry about that. They won’t be here ‘til ten. I’ve got almost two hours still.”

“Then may I hold my beautiful sub for a few more minutes before we start our day?”

Terry smiled. “Of course.”

He wriggled against Phil to work himself back into a comfortable position. His bladder wasn’t screaming at him yet, but he didn’t figure he’d last much longer than the few minutes Phil had requested. Terry chewed at his lip. The pleasant dreamy zone he’d been in when he’d first awoken had been ripped from him, which meant that instead, his mind was whirring the way it always did. Phil jostled him.

“Baby? You’re tense.”

Terry let out a frustrated sigh. “Yeah, sorry. My brain is up and at ‘em. You know how I get.”

“That’s okay, I understand. Then let’s go over our day for a moment before I feed you your breakfast.”