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Bathtime
masterofryder:
The master gave a smile and a nod. “That sounds like a plan.” He assured as he already prepared himself to move. “Do you need help getting up?” He inquired.
“No it’s fine.” Ryder placed his hands on the side of the tub, as he got to his feet, careful not to lose his balance. Slowly he stepped behind Sam as the master scooted forward, so he could sit back down behind him again.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
“Good boy.” Sam praised quickly. “Do you wanna trade places with me then? If I’m not giving you a handjob, you could give me one.” He offered, with a smile.
Ryder nodded, “Yeah, I can... uh I can do that.” Giving a hand job was easy enough, it didn’t make him anywhere near as uncomfortable as receiving one. He shifted slightly, “so should I like get up so you can scoot forward and I can get back down behind you?”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
“See that you do.” He agreed, speaking softly. “Other masters may not simply stop once they’ve started.” He said as he pressed yet another kiss against Ryder’s shoulder, enjoying the sensation anyway. “And hey… just so we’re clear… I’m not touching you. That doesn’t mean you won’t have to pleasure me, alright Ryder?”
“Yes, sir, I know.” Other masters did exactly what they wanted with him, he suspected some of them even liked it when he cried. Like the one he was supposed to be with now, if he hadn’t gotten Sam to take him instead. “Y-yes sir, I’ll pleasure you.”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam considered this, giving Ryder’s member a couple last few strokes before he let go of it. “It’s okay… it’s not…” He shook his head. “I’m not gonna force you to take something you won’t enjoy as a reward.” He said. “I do think this is something you’ll have to work on going forward though.”
For a few seconds Ryder thought Sam was going to continue anyway, even if this had been supposed to be an award. Then he finally let go, allowing the slave to exhale in relief and stop clenching his fists, “thank you,” he whispered, “I’ll work on it, promise.”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam considered. “Well… I suppose that’s something for you to work on.” He concluded. “Although, not now. I wanted to reward you.” He said. “This isn’t it for you… hell, I should probably lock you in a chastity device to reward you then.” He shook his head.
Ryder sighed, biting his lip. “Yeah, no this isn’t really an.. uhm an award for me, sir. I’m sorry.” He shook his head ever so slightly, “I’m not sure a chastity device is it either, sir, maybe you could just leave it alone? If it’s not too much trouble I mean.”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
“Oh?” He tried, as he raised an eyebrow at the statement. “But you’ve been great about pleasuring me.” He argued. “Like, every time I’ve had you up here.” He said, placing a hand on the other’s shoulder. He was a little disappointed, but he wanted to hear the full story first.
“I-” Ryder sighed, not sure what to say, he didn’t want to lay it all out for the master, but he had to say something. “I know, I’m sorry, I just- I don’t like having my penis touched, sir. I- I try my best, b-but sometimes it’s too much.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam finally realized that something was wrong with Ryder, because the noises that came out of Ryder’s mouth definitely weren’t sounds of pleasure. He took his hand away. “Ryder?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “What’s going on here?”
Despite being frustrated by his lack of self control Ryder couldn’t deny that he was relieved that Sam finally let go of his member. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I’m not good with being touched down there.” He was regaining his breath slowly, one inhalation at a time.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam still didn’t realize something was wrong, at least not in the way Ryder was hoping. He noticed the boy wasn’t moaning or showing obvious signs of pleasure, however, and that only motivated him to go faster and harder, his strokes growing more intense, determined to make the boy cum.
Sam went on, moving faster as if he was determined to make Ryder come, his cock was hardening under Sam’s hands, adding to Ryder’s nausea. The boy wanted it to end, wanted to curl up in his cage again, far away from roaming hands. Eventually he couldn’t hold his breath anymore and as he parted his lips to exhale a sob escaped him, low are sore.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam’s other hand gently caressed Ryder’s back as the one that was on his shaft moved on to play with his balls, squeezing them gently between his fingers. “Not everything… has to be bad here.” He said. “You deserve to feel good too.” He insisted. “I’m gonna… make you feel so good baby.”
Ryder hardly registered Sam’s words, everything felt muffled as his brain was only focused on what was happening to his body. He registered that Sam was talking, but it was like the voice came from far away, muffled as it seemed. He didn’t feel good, but the less Sam knew about that the better.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Not actually seeing Ryder’s face, Sam couldn’t take note of the slave’s discomfort as he continued to play with the shaft, as he sucked in onto Ryder’s neck, trying his best to leave a few hickeys. “I wanna make you feel so good Ry…” He whispered.
Ryder didn’t reply, not trusting his voice to hold. Tears pressed on, making his eyes sting as he tried to hold them back. Eventually he pressed his eyes shut, still holding his breath. He felt nauseous as Sam just kept stroking his member while sucking on his neck, seemingly unaware of Ryder’s discomfort.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
“I can see that.” Sam commented. “You’re such a good boy.” He praised. Finally, the inevitable happened and the blond’s hand went for Ryder’s crotch, giving him a couple of gentle strokes. Nothing had prepared him for Ryder’s current mental state and he genuinely believed he was doing something nice for the slave.
Ryder froze completely when the master’s hand grabbed his cock, he had noticed the hand getting closer, and tried to brace himself, but still he held his breath, goosebumps rising on his back as he tried to ignore what was happening. He clenched his hands into fists, digging his nails into his palms.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam considered what the other boy was saying, his hands continuing to explore the other’s body gently. “I appreciate you saying that.” He said, planting a few soft kisses against the other’s neck, inhaling his scent. “You are such a good boy, Ryder.” He said. “My pleasure does come first… but why a good boy like you not be rewarded for his attitude?”
Ryder was balancing on an edge, the way Sam touched his was relaxing, but it also kept him alert, paying attention to how the hands moved, whenever they got closer to his lower body he grew more alert, nervous that eventually master Sam would go for his crotch. “I try my best, sir,” and he did, although it was mostly to avoid punishment.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam hummed gently in response as he allowed his fingers to travel alongside Ryder’s shoulderblades. “Thank you for saying that.” He said. “But I think we all care… in our own way.” He said. “I just… I could see a scenario in my life where I could’ve ended up on your side of the fence, y’know?” He said. “I was taught to treat others with kindness and that won’t change just because you’re a slave. You’re here to pleasure me but… why can’t you be pleasured too?”
Ryder shrugged, “well, if the others care they don’t show it,” he said, before realizing that it might be a mistake, “not that I have anything against the other masters, I just appreciate that you are nicer.” He wondered if this was the right time to say that he didn’t want to be pleasured too, but decided against it. “That’s a noble way of thinking sir, your pleasure should come first though.”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
The blond chuckled. “Being a slave… it doesn’t have to be all bad.” He explained, placing his hands on top of Ryder’s shoulders and starting to massage the boy, lightly. “It can be a win-win situation… if you find a master or mistress with whom you’re a good match.” He said. “Of course, that’s an ideal scenario but… you can hope for it.” He said. “Speaking only for myself, I like it when slaves want to serve me. I mean… I know some people don’t care about consent, but I guess I do more than most.”
Ryder sighed, “I’m sure you’re right,” he said, although he couldn’t imagine a scenario where he was happy to be a slave. He really ought to get used to it though. “You’re a really nice guy, master Sam, not many masters here care much for whether or not us slaves want to do anything.”
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam considered, as his hands roamed over Ryder’s body. “That’s true… but if your master trusts you enough… you can just come up with some kind of story to explain why you were missing.” He said. “The world at large doesn’t need to know you’re a slave.” He said. “It could just… happen in private.” Of course, Sam had a pretty positive view of the whole thing.
Ryder nodded slowly, if a master trusted him that much he’d tell someone the first chance he got, but he didn’t say that of course. He couldn’t tell Sam that he’d betray the trust of any master that bought him. That certainly wouldn’t go over well with the people in charge here. “Yeah, you’re right I guess,” he said instead.
Bathtime
masterofryder:
Sam nodded his head as the slave spoke, listening attentively. “I’m sure you’re smart, buddy.” He spoke, trying to reassure him as he planted a couple of kisses against his neck. “Maybe if someone claims you and you leave this place…” He offered. “I mean, personally I’d want my slave to be educated.” He said, with a small chuckle.
Ryder chuckled and shook his head, “I doubt I’ll be bought by someone who thinks it’s a great idea to send a missing person back to high school,” he said, not mentioning that the thought of being bought terrified him. What if someone mean bought him and he got punished all the time?
Bathtime
masterofryder:
“I didn’t have anything specific in mind.” Sam admitted nonchalantly. Truth be told, he knew next to nothing about his companion and that made it difficult to ask specific questions in an effort to get to know him better. “High school still?” It was a little odd for a man of Ryder’s age to not have graduated. “Were you held back?”
Ryder sighed and nodded, “yeah, I... uh I failed a couple of my classes, but I really thought I would graduate this year though. I’ve been working really hard.” It was weird to talk about it now, thinking that all that work was for nothing. He tried not to dwell on it when he didn’t have to. “I guess that’s not happening though.”
