Page 99 of Stable Hand

“There we go,” Kamal said. “Perfect.” As he moved in with the clamps, he pinched Luke’s nipple quickly, making him cry out. “Watch closely, Jensen. These are a handy tool to quiet a rebellious ponyboy in the arena. Or to torture a spoiled brat in the boardroom.”

“Why me?” I asked.

“Hmm?”

“Why are you telling me?”

“Oh, no reason. Except, you have the makings of a trainer. Or so everyone has been telling me.” Kamal flashed me a broad smile. “If you’re interested in moving further in this organization at some point.”

He went about Luke’s torture in the most matter-of-fact way, speaking to me about other things while he prepared to put Luke’s tender nipples in some scary looking metal devices. Kamal was perfectly at home in this environment. He was a natural Dom.

Kamal leaned down and opened his mouth against Luke’s right nipple, tonguing the small bud and sucking noisily. Luke writhed. When Kamal pulled away, he quickly squeezed the nipple between his thumb and forefinger and affixed the clamp.

Luke groaned and whimpered.

Kamal did the same to the other nipple until both were clamped tight between strict steel that glinted in the overhead lighting.

“Too bad Adam doesn’t have anyone scheduled to use this room for a business meeting today. How provocative to have such a beautiful boy displayed this way. I’ll have to approach him with the idea. We could raise our rental rates.”

I didn’t know if Kamal was serious but I didn’t care. I was too enthralled with the way Luke’s nipples looked in their clamps and the noises he made as the vibrating plug teased him.

I glanced at Noah and saw he was equally fascinated by this. Something about seeing the confident and sassy Luke in such a humiliating and subservient position at the hands of an even more dominant man was fascinating. Whether Luke would make us pay for seeing him like this, I had no idea. And didn’t really mind the thought, frankly, after last evening.

Kamal picked up the crop again, tapping the leather tip at different spots all over Luke, even against the cock cage. He traced the flat end along the most sensitive places and flicked the stiff leather against Luke’s skin at intervals. When he got to Luke’s collarbone, he snaked the instrument gently along the man’s stubbled neck, over his Adam’s Apple and up to his chin, then used the tip to push at the ball between Luke’s teeth. All the while Luke made small sounds that went straight to my dick.

“Do I dare remove this?” Kamal asked. “I’m enjoying a rare moment of peace. And the sounds you’re making are exquisite.”

Luke moaned and nodded.

Kamal sighed. “Fine.” He put the crop down and moved forward, unbuckling and removing the device from Luke’s mouth. “I know I’m going to regret this.”

“Fuck you, Kamal.” Luke’s voice sounded raspy and rough. He coughed.

Kamal raised his eyebrows. “Yep.”

Luke’s tongue came out to lick at his lips before he said, “These clamps are making my nipples into hamburger meat.”

Kamal laughed. “Quite an exaggeration although I’m sure it feels that way. You won’t have any marks. Trust me.”

“I hate you,” Luke whined. I would have laughed at the petulance in his tone if I hadn’t been transfixed.

Kamal, however, did laugh. “I doubt that.”

Luke’s lips pressed together, then parted as he grimaced in frustration. The red blindfold made a dramatic stripe across his handsome face. “Why are they here? Why did you bring them here? To humiliate me?”

“Partly,” Kamal’s voice became a soft rumble which, strangely, comforted me greatly. “But also, so you can apologize in person for the little stunt you pulled. And for educational purposes.”

“You’re a bastard, Kamal,” Luke spat.

Kamal clicked his tongue. “All right, Luke. I know you think so, but there are still rules even though I’ve removed the gag. Unless you want me to leave this cage on you for a week.”

Luke remained silent, forehead creasing with worry.

“I see my suggestion gives you pause.”

“You wouldn’t leave the cage on him so long, would you?” Noah, who’d barely said a word since we’d arrived, spoke softly. His flushed face looked anxious as he hugged himself with both arms.

Kamal smiled, picking up the crop and tapping the leather sharply against the metal cage on Luke’s cock, eliciting a groan.