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Story: Where There's a Will

“I’m not refusing, Master, but I want to go on record to tell you I don’t want to drive home.”

“I don’t like having to explain myself, but we’re building trust, slave, so I’ll tell you my plan is for you to drive about forty-five minutes on the mountain roads, and I’ll take the wheel again before we get to the interstate.”

I felt awful for not trusting him. “I’m sorry, Master. I should’ve trusted you.”

“We’ll get there. Most likely, we’ll swap out in Resaca, but if we run into more traffic than expected before then, we’ll find a safe place to pull over. I’ll keep an eye on the map and let you know if I see sharp curves coming up.”

“You don’t want to play on the curves, Master?”

“I want you to play on them, Davy. Stop dawdling and let’s go.”

The curves were ever so much more fun now that I knew how to properly handle the car. Master had helped me figure it out Friday on the Charohala Skyway, but the instructor had forced me past my comfort zone, and that had moved my comfort zone. I rounded a corner and had to get hard into the brakes when a car was going super slow, but I stopped way before I hit him, so it was okay. Still, it was terrifying for a few seconds.

“Excellent reflexes,” Master said. “I think you’ll probably be okay on the interstate, but we won’t push things this evening.”

“It’s going to be dark soon, Master.”

“Sunset’s still an hour away, but it gets dark a little earlier in the mountains.”

And then he stopped talking and let me concentrate.

I was both relieved and a little sad when it was time to make the swap. Mostly, I was relieved.

I knew I was tired, but I didn’t mean to fall asleep once Master started driving. I guess I did, though, because he had to wake me up once he was in the garage.

“I’m sorry, Master!”

“You’ve had a big day, and a big weekend before that. The first time you drive that fast takes a lot out of you. I’m used to recovering from adrenaline rushes. No apologies. Also, no hanky-panky in this garage. The rental company required cameras in the garage it’ll be housed in, and the feed goes to them. I’m going in a different door than you. You’ll go through the garage and meet me in my bedroom.”

I hadn’t been naked at all times in the cabin in Gatlinburg, since the living room and kitchen were shared areas with Ranger and Mac, but we were back at Master’s house, now, where I’d be naked when inside at all times.

I didn’t expect to see other people, though. I mean, I was used to his house manager being there during the day sometimes, but Master was sitting in one of the foyer seating areas with a girl, and it took me a moment to recognize her as Silver, part of his band.

“Ah, here he is. Silver, meet Davy. Davy, this is Silver.”

I froze, not knowing what to do. Should I step so Silver didn’t see my rock-hard cock? It was in the process of going soft, but it wasn’t quite there.

Master resolved my dilemma by motioning me to him and pointing to the floor. I kneeled beside his legs, and Silver said, “It’s nice to meet you, Davy, and we’re kind of used to Will’s playthings running around naked.”

“I’ll never share you with my bandmates.” Master ran his hand through my hair and encouraged me to lean against his leg. I came off my knees, sat on my butt, and leaned into the warmth of my Master.

“Even if our next contract allows me to share you with whomever I please, you’ll be off limits to Animal, Hailey, and Silver. I might occasionally order you to blow Charlie or Mitch, my manager and producer, but nothing like that during this contract. However, our current agreement requires you to be naked when inside my home, and that’s not negotiable.”

“Of course, Master.”

“Good boy. Silver is probably going to want some wine today, based on the way she’s dressed, and I’d like some beer. You can get yourself a beer as well. Bring the entire wine bottle for Silver, along with a glass. Open the wine before you bring it. Open our beers, too. I don’t need a glass.”

“Yes, wine would be great,” Silver told Master, and then looked to me. “The top row of the wine fridge should be all concord. It’s what I almost always prefer when I want a nice red. For future reference, the second row holds the white I prefer.”

Master had shown me where the trays are, and I could’ve carried the two beers and a glass of wine easy enough without one, but I didn’t want to risk it since I needed to carry the entire wine bottle as well. I’d done a little of everything on the cruise ship, including being a waiter, and I’ve never been so happy for the experience.

I could hear them talking while I climbed the steps, “… I guess I just needed a night to myself in a safe space, and I can’t thank you enough for creating one for all of us.”

“You know you’re always welcome. I think it was good we’ve all had time away from each other, but I expect the others will begin to show up sooner rather than later, here and there.”

“Oh, I think Ghost and Hailey are going to enjoy more than a week or two of alone time before we see them again.”

Master chuckled. “No doubt. I had Davy get some stills and some video of me in and around the car at Road Atlanta today in both portrait and landscape. Not sure if we’ll be able to work them into the music video, but I sent them all to Mitch and Charlie, just in case.”