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"Stand." He commanded and went to sit in the throne that was directly in front of the pole.
Harry stood, rather awkwardly but the man hadn't seen him. He was glad because he felt like he was going to make a complete fool out of himself. Less than twenty four hours and you're going to ask him to fuck you, Harry's subconscious snorted at him.
"I'm waiting…" The Alpha teased, and Harry looked up at him through his lashes, taking a deep breath.
Chapter 6:
Harry didn't know if he could speak, his heart was thumping in his chest, so loudly that it was in his ears. He swallowed and looked at his master in front of him who was sitting back casually in the seat with an amused look on his face. Harry was sure the man knew what he was about to say but he was obviously going to torture him about it. Harry let his head drop forward in resignation, he would rather suffer the consequences than repeat his deepest desires.
"Interesting." The man said from in front of him and he stood, walking over to the drawers and opening the top drawer fished around for something.
Harry tried to covertly watch what he was doing and snapped his head back down when he saw the man turn around. The Alpha came to stand side on to Harry's right and he saw the man holding a stick with a bundle of black feathers at the end and he gently brushed it against Harry's knee. The soft feeling tickled slightly and it made him shiver.
"You're very unpredictable." His master started and brushed the feathers against his knee again but Harry kept his head down.
"One minute you're defiant…" and he brought the feather up the inside of Harry's right leg and Harry tried with all his will not to pull away or move.
"And then…" he brought the feathers up past Harry's groin, completely bypassing it and tickled underneath Harry's chin. Harry couldn't take it and he jerked his head away when the sensation got too much and he heard the Alpha start chuckling.
"You're the perfect submissive." He finished and let the feathered stick move down Harry's chest and abdomen, settling at his pelvic area and making the feathers dance over Harry's hard erection.
He had to stifle a moan by biting his lower lip and he felt the Alpha move the feathers back over his erection. He continued this movement for about five minutes, although it felt like a lifetime of torture for Harry and he could feel himself starting to build. He started bucking his hips into the feathers to gain some friction but it only intensified the feeling.
"Come, Harlot." The deep voice suddenly very close to his right ear whispered in a commanding gesture and Harry found he couldn't hold on any longer.
The built up tension exploded and he saw stars as he scrunched his eyes closed and his orgasm rocked through him. He twisted his hands in the cuffs so he could hold on to the pole behind him and he threw his head back, hitting it on the pole and his world turned black.
When he woke, he found himself in a dimly lit room and could hear a deep heartbeat sounding in his right ear along with the soft thumping of music in his left. He cracked open an eye and found himself looking at a bobbing Adams apple and someone's neck. He looked down and saw the leather pants his master wore and he figured he must have been sitting on the man's lap. He shifted slightly but the hands holding him in place tightened stopping him from moving. Harry tried to move a hand up to make sure his mask was still in place but found his hands were bound tightly with a long strand of black silk that was fastened with a simple bow. He also noted he was still naked and he could tell he was hard.
"Welcome back." His master said and allowed Harry to shift so he was looking at him.
"W-What…" he was silenced with the Alpha resting his index finger over Harry's lips to stop him talking.
"Yes, or no. Does your head hurt?" His master said in an authoritative and plain voice.
"No." Harry got a sharp look from the man, "sir."
"Do you feel sick or dizzy?"
"No, sir."
"Good. You aren't getting away that easily." He said hoarsely and leaned to whisper in Harry's ear making him shiver, "you've been a naughty boy."
Suddenly he picked Harry up and they went over to the bar where the man asked for a glass of water. He set Harry on his feet and held the glass of water to his lips.
"Drink." He commanded and Harry moved forward to sip the water.
Once he was done, the man produced a back leather collar and loosely fastened it around Harry's neck. The chain attached at the front dangled across Harry's chest and the cool metal gave him a shock. The Alpha picked up the other end of the chain and jerked Harry forward so their faces were almost touching.
"You've experienced pleasure, now experience pain." The man threatened and he reached out and wrapped a hand around Harry's hard cock squeezing it.
Harry looked him in the eye and moaned when he felt the man's hand on his erection. With a satisfied smirk from the Alpha he turned and started dragging Harry behind him, but Harry hesitated as an idea popped into his head. He was jerked forward by the collar around his neck and the man turned to look at him darkly.
"Follow or you'll regret not doing so." He barked and Harry instantly complied following closely behind the man. They went back into the room they had been in before and Harry spied his clothes in the corner.
He was taken over to the saddle that was propped in the corner and the Alpha moved it away from the wall before pushing Harry forward so he was bent over it resting on his stomach. The object was at waist height, which made it easy to bend over, but it also meant Harry's ass was sticking up in the air and because his hands were still bound by the black silk he was vulnerable. The man stood in front of him and Harry looked up at his face.
"I think, Harlot, you need to be reminded of the rules." The man said, standing tall in front of Harry still holding the chain. "Hmm?"
"No, sir?" Harry said unsurely and he saw the man's face grow dark and he moved to stand behind Harry.
Positioning himself behind Harry and still holding on to the chain he smacked Harry on the ass with his palm making Harry yelp.
"Wrong answer." He teased with a harsh voice and Harry jutted his hips into the saddle. Harry yelped again when he was smacked. "Silence. You speak when," SMACK, "I say," SMACK, "You can!"
"Y-yes, sir… Ow." He repeated as another blow was struck on his ass. Even though the pain was high with the smacking, Harry couldn't help but subtly hump the saddle as he experienced a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Now." The Alpha began. "First, you turn up late." He circled round to stand in front of Harry again and crouched in front of him.
Harry was about to protest when the man grabbed his jaw with his free hand yanking it and effectively stopping him from speaking.
"Second, you defy me." And he gave a pointed look at Harry. He stood and moved away from Harry, standing behind him again and Harry heard the man unzipping his pants.
Harry wanted to turn around and see what the man was doing, but he realized that would be an act of defiance, and heaven forbid we get spanked again, he thought and decided that defying the man another time wouldn't hurt. He turned round and saw the man stroking his hard cock whilst watching Harry. Harry gulped and felt a twisting feeling in his stomach as the man made eye contact with him.
"And thirdly…" he paused and kept stroking whilst he stared Harry in the eyes. "You don't listen to instruction." And Harry thought he was referring to the current situation.
The man walked up to Harry from behind and rested his hard cock between Harry's cheeks before bending right over him tightening the grip on the chain and Harry had to look forward as the man's gaze was haunting him.
"And that bugs me… Harr-lot." He whispered in Harry's ear, dragging out his code name.
Harry's mind was reeling and was convinced it was playing tricks on him. The gaze, the voice, the man's physical appearance. So familiar. Harry couldn't hold back a drawn out moan when the Alpha bucked his hips and his cock slid across his crack and he closed his eyes to savor the feeling. His eyes shot straight open and he tensed when he felt a feather light kiss placed on the back of his neck.
"Don't think I don't know what you did this morning, I can tell you are less responsive." He whispered in Harry's ear and this time Harry could feel the warmth of his breath bristling the side of his neck. The man moved his hips again and the sensation was just as exciting and teasing as before.
"So, let me be clear, Harlot. You do not touch yourself, pleasure yourself, or have yourself pleasured by anyone else… apart from me. Understand?"
Harry whimpered and nodded before choking on the tightened chain and spluttering out 'yes, sir'.
"Hmm, good." The man backed away and Harry mewled at the loss of warmth from his back.
"Stand." He commanded and Harry used his elbows to push himself back up. "Turn around and look at me."
When Harry turned around the man was playing with himself using his free hand and watching Harry closely.
"I'm going to come on you, and you will come when I tell you to, understand?"
"Yes, sir." Harry said straight away and he knelt in front of the man.
At Harry's new level, the man's erection was a foot away from his face and he found the sight very erotic that it was hard for him not to start touching himself. The man was picking up speed with his strokes and Harry looked up to him, with begging eyes.
"You may touch yourself. But, you don't come until I say."
"Yes, sir." Harry repeated and he wrapped both hands around his own hard cock that had started to leak a little with all the pleasure he'd been experiencing.
Harry had to slow down his actions when he could feel himself building, as the man didn't look like he was going to be finishing anytime soon. Much to Harry's surprise the man threw his head back and jutted his hips before snapping his head back down and aiming his cock at Harry's chest and he saw the stream of white come shooting out. They landed on his chest and Harry closed his eyes as the hot liquid felt good on his oversensitive skin.
"Come." He heard bellowing from above and he threw his own head back as he let out a long loud moan as the waves of pleasure shot through his body and he closed his eyes to focus on the pleasure.
Once he was finished, Harry slumped forward and was panting hard. He was completely unaware that the man had left the room and had returned until his head was forced back with the man's thumb holding his chin and his fingers curved around the back of his head as he crouched in front of him. The Alpha wiped down his chest and threw the towel into an empty corner before undoing the collar from around Harry's neck letting it drop to the floor next to them.
"Get dressed." He barked and stood.
Harry slowly stood with his legs feeling like jelly. His wrists were still bound and he knew it would be difficult to get dressed in this state but he wasn't going to question the man. He picked up his clothes from the corner and was about to stick a leg into one of the holes when his master, who was now sitting in his chair spoke.
"In front of me."
Harry picked up the boots as well and went to stand in front of the man as he tried with great difficulty to pull the tight clothing back on.
"Please." Harry whispered looking at the man and the Alpha leaned forward pulling on the ribbon and Harry felt it loosen. Shaking his wrists free he was able to pull his pants up and do the zip before attacking the boots. He finished and stood straight looking the man in the eye to see the man looking at his hand, inspecting his nails as if he was bored.
"You will return Friday at five in the evening. Is this suitable?" he asked, but Harry knew it really wasn't a question.
"Yes, sir." Harry replied after a second and he saw the man stand. He went to stand in front of Harry and held his face up with his thumb under Harry's chin and fingers curved around the back of his neck like before.
"Do not forget the rules, boy." He said harshly. "I won't be as forgiving next time." And Harry nodded.
There was a pause where neither of them did or said anything and Harry could see the man scanning his face. For a second Harry thought the man was going to reach down and kiss him but this was not the case and the man suddenly turned and left the room as Harry stood there looking after him. Harry was surprised when he felt his heart ache with a horrible crack as he felt crushed the man didn't kiss him. First a fuck, then you want a kiss. Can't have everything idiot, his subconscious reminded him and he sighed.
On his way to the changing room to shower he realized he was completely exhausted. He looked at the time on his phone when he got to his locker and was completely astounded that it was four in the afternoon. How long was I out for? He wondered before shaking his head to clear his thoughts and made a beeline for the showers.
