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I spread my legs more and arched my back, and Master said. “Now that’s a good little sex slave. Eat, boy. Dig in good. Every bite and clean the bowl.”

Master ate at the table, sitting so he could easily see me from behind.

When I finished my bowl, and by that, I mean I ate it all and licked it clean, Master wiped my face with a warm washcloth. His hand was gentle, wiping my face, cleaning me up. I was kneeled up while he bent over me, and he kissed me on the nose when he finished. “Since you didn’t balk even a tiny bit, we’re done with this boot camp session. Let’s make some popcorn and watch a movie.”

We cuddled in one of the big recliners in the media room and watched a movie while Master fed me popcorn. I mean, I still had the huge purple plug in, but that was okay. Master likes for his slave to be filled full.

We had two more days until Master left, and I wanted to make the most of them.

Little did I know he had plans for me early the next morning, though.

Chapter 24

Will

I got Davy up at the crack of dawn, fucked his ass and then ordered him to jack off and lick it up, and took him running because it was going to be our last run before I left — and Davy’s last run for a month or more.

I took us off the trail, into a little grotto, and made him jack off into his hand and lick it up at the three-mile mark and then again in a heavily wooded section near the end of our seven miles. He had trouble the third time, and that was what I needed. I showed him the small travel tube of cinnamon toothpaste in my pocket. “This goes on your dick, your hand, and up your ass if you can’t get yourself off in the next six minutes.”

He managed it, though he only had twenty seconds to spare, and he again caught it and licked it from his hands. The toothpaste would’ve added enough pain, it would’ve helped him over the top, but I was glad we hadn’t had to go there. He’d have had to wash his dick when we arrived at our next destination, so it was better he’d managed without.

“Good boy. No more erections today. Keep it soft or you’ll be punished.”

Rather than taking us home, our security guys drove us to a tattoo place that wasn’t open yet. The RTMC has their own place, and they’d agreed to an early appointment, so we’d be the only people there.

I turned to Davy before we exited the vehicle. “You will read whatever is put in front of you, and you will sign it. I’ve already read all the paperwork. If they hand you something I haven’t seen, I’ll take it from you and read it before I hand it to you. You will answer any questions directed at you in as few words as you deem socially acceptable. You will not speak unless asked a direct question.”

“Yes, Master.”

We walked to the door, and a heavily tattooed man opened it for us and then locked it once we were in.

“Just this way. I’m Clay. Davy needs to sign some paperwork, and I’ll need to see his ID. Viper explained your relationship, and I can honor that once we get everything signed and a few questions answered.”

Davy looked at me in a panic because he didn’t have his wallet with him, but I pulled his ID from mine and handed it over.

Davy quickly read through the consent forms, signed and dated them, and I pushed them across the counter to Clay.

“I’m aware you have some contact allergies,” Clay told Davy. “All our sprays are hypoallergenic. I’ll be using betadine, are you allergic to iodine?”

“Not to my knowledge.”

“Hold your forearm out and let’s do a little test area before I soak your penis down in the stuff.”

Davy did as he was told, and Clay painted a quarter-sized spot on it with a cotton swab. He sprayed something on Davy’s other forearm, and I took a look at it to see it was a piercing aftercare spray. So, even though it was hypoallergenic, Clay was still making sure it wouldn’t be a problem. I approved.

“Have you had a fever in the past week, or have you been around anyone sick?”

“No fever, and I don’t think I’ve been around anyone sick.”

“If you feel as if you might be coming down with something, we should wait, so it’s important you’re honest with me about that.”

Davy shook his head. “I’m fine. We just went for a run.”

“Have you had alcohol, marijuana, or any other mind-altering substance in the past two days?”

He shook his head and seemed to remember he was supposed to answer verbally, so he said, “No.”

“This is important, and it’s the last question. I need it to be more than a yes or no, I need you to repeat back what you’re authorizing. Do you give your Master authorization to make all decisions about placement, hole size, and jewelry for your piercing?”