Doctor's Training
Chapter Seven
Training
Slowly, the four men grew to know each other quite well. After another couple weeks, a whole two months after they'd come to the safe house, they felt like they were doing well. Well, considering that the doctor was going completely mad. He spent most his time curled on the couch with one of them, and freaking out over everything. Finally, they got the word that they were being moved to a lower security safe house and the doctor would be allowed to return to his job. The relief that flooded all of them was intense. Once he got back into his routine at the hospital he would start to feel more normal.
Aizen had called off the hits finally, and the kidnapping order had been retracted, so they didn't have to worry about every freelance and mercenary in the area trying to get to them. Old Yama had come through for Shiro, but his position within Yama's boys and Aizen's had been stripped. Of course, he really didn't care. He had more important things to worry about, in particular, presenting a training collar to a certain orange haired sub. Their first weekend back, Shiro had planned to do the presentation at the Dangai. It was a surprise for the two doms and their little sub. Of course, they were under strict protective detail. There were several officers at the hospital, and one would tail him during the day, including into the operating room. Luckily, that officer, a woman named Hiyori with blonde pigtails, was used to seeing surgery performed. The other hospital officers were named Love (a fellow with a weird star shaped afro) and Love who had long blonde hair. Hiyori's partner was a man named Kensai, though he would not enter the operating theater.
They also had the pair that would be tailing them and following them into whatever establishments they entered. Izuru Kira was a shy and unassuming man with cropped blonde hair, and his partner was Hisagi Shuuhei, a dark haired man with a sixty-nine tattoo on his face. When they were introduced, Shiro held his tongue but he seriously wondered if the man was into some kink with a tattoo like that. They would find out soon enough when they headed to the Dangai. Considering that these two officers were their official attachment, they were also staying in the large house they were using as a safe house. It had four large bedrooms, and the officers were taking up one of them, while the four others were to share the remaining three. Of course, they were using one for a bedroom, one for a play room, and the last as an office, though their live in guards didn't know that just yet.
As soon as they hit the house the first night, they began rearranging, much to the annoyance of their resident protection. The two stood at the end of the hallway and watched as they picked the largest room with an en suite bath and proceeded to go through the other two bedrooms. Each room had a full sized bed, so they decided to put two of them into the large room. They then used some straps over the box springs to lash them together, coming up with a huge bed. They set it in the middle of the room, and were quite happy that the two beds had metal head and footboards. They maneuvered two dressers into the room, splitting the drawer space between them.
Ichigo watched from outside the room as they worked. Hisagi and Izuru came up beside him and looked in.
"What are they doing?" the dark haired one asked.
Ichigo smiled at him. "They're setting up our bedroom. I'm not sure on all the details, I'm new to this."
The two officers exchanged a look. They heard a call from downstairs. "Yo, Shiro, where ya want the playroom? Far or near bedroom?"
Shiro poked a white head from the room. "Closer the better! Don't want anyone slipping into subspace without access to a bed and bath."
Kira and Shuuhei were really, really confused by this. More than they were comfortable admitting. Ichigo himself was nervous. They'd talked about what they were going to set up here and he was at the same time excited and scared. Shiro came out and smiled at him.
"Whatsamatter, Ichi-pet?" he asked, noticing that he was fiddling with his hands.
"I…I mean, I know what we talked about…but its…its really real right now, and I'm…" Ichigo said, biting hard on his lip.
Shiro planted a kiss on his forehead. "Hush, pet, it'll be fine. We're goin' ta Dangai tonight, so you'll get ta see Nel again and Shinji. Turns out Nel's got him all tricked out with his fancy trainin' collar and he's proud as can be of the thing. He's so excited ta show ya!"
Ichigo nodded. "He got his training collar? Will I…I mean…I know it hasn't been that long…" Shiro shushed him again and winked.
"Well, I got a surprise for ya tonight when we get there. Make sure you wear your collar, and go get dressed. Wear the black leather outfit. I want ta show ya off nice."
"Where are you going?" Kira said, finding his voice.
Shiro looked up realizing they weren't alone. "Ah, yeah, to Las Noches, but you guys can wear whatever. I know yer gonna be following us, even inside?"
They nodded. "Great, well, we don't stay in the dance club, we head down to the Dangai."
"What's that?" Shuuhei asked.
Grimmjow came up with a large box. "You'll see," he commented as he placed the box in the playroom. "Damn, Shiro, between you and Renji, this is a shit ton of stuff. I don't even know what half this stuff does."
Shiro opened it and smiled. "Oooh, this one has my swing, but I don't see my flogs, is there another box?"
Grimmjow nodded. "One more, smaller."
Shiro nodded. "Ya, that one has the flogs and crops. Just makin' sure. I ain't played with my own toys in a while…"
"Guys, get dressed, we'll leave in an hour! Ichi-pet! Wear the black leather!" Renji called from downstairs.
"I got it, Ren! Shiro already told me!" he called down, smiling and heading into their new bedroom.
Shiro shuffled the box into the playroom and followed to get dressed himself. Grimmjow returned with a smaller box and then went in to dress, followed shortly by the red head. The two officers headed downstairs to wait.
"What the hell is going on, Hisagi?" Kira asked, watching the stairs.
Shuuhei gave a crooked smile. "I have a feeling they're into some kink."
Kira blinked. "Like, sex kink?"
"Yeah, but let's wait until they come down. I'm sure we'll see when we get to this Dangai. You ever heard of it? I know the club…" the dark haired man asked.
Kira shook his head and it wasn't long before Grimmjow came down the stairs first, causing both extremely straight men waiting by the door to arch a brow in appreciation. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt with a panther across it that showed off the defined muscles underneath. He wore a pair of black jeans that flared over a pair of heavy black boots. He wore a thick black cuff on his left wrist. Renji slid down the rail, wearing a pair of red leather pants accented with a black studded belt. His red hair was tied back with a leather cord. He wore a silver and black mesh t-shirt that did nothing to hide the tattoos that zig zagged across the hard and extremely defined muscles. They leaned against the rails.
Renji rolled his eyes at the two gaping officers. "Gotta wait for the women-folk," he said grinning.
"Fuckin' heard that, ya red bastard," came Shiro's lilt. "And either watch it or this boy's gonna go all dom on yer ass tonight, see how ya fuckin' like it."
"Come on, bring him down, I wanna see…" Grimmjow said, looking rather impatient.
"I don't know, I mean, I've never worn anything like this," came the unsure voice of Ichigo.
"Come on," Shiro said and came down. Both officers gaped again.
Shiro was wearing a set of short shorts, really short shorts, and thigh high boots. He wore a shirt that came to just below his pectoral muscles, exposing a hard six pack of abdominals and in the low slung shorts, a pierced belly button with a ring hanging from it. He wore an identical black cuff. Ichigo came down tentatively in a pair of tight leather pants, but each side from hip to ankle was laced with black leather straps, leaving his sides exposed. He wore a pair of plain black boots with it. He wore a white open collared shirt with a leather vest. Around his neck was a thin, black collar. Like the others, he wore a black leather cuff, but his had a silver ring on it.
"Holy fuck," Renji read. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill anyone that touches you tonight…fuck."
"Let's go!" Shiro announced, snagging Ichigo by the collar and leading him out. Ichigo blinked but followed, being led easily. They all piled into Shiro's red sportscar, followed by the two officers in a plain black car.
They headed up to the club the officers close behind. They got in easily enough and Shuuhei and Kira were surprised when they went behind the bar where a huge man with an eyepatch stood.
"Yo, ain't see ya in a while, Shiro," he said with a grunt. "Been people looking for ya."
"Ya, well, this is my newbie subby, Ichigo," he said, pushing Ichigo forward.
"Ichi-pet, this is Kenni, he's the bouncer for Dangai, you have any trouble with anyone, then you come to Kenni, and he'll make sure ta take care of ya," Shiro said.
They went into the doorway, leading the two officers and down into the lower part of the club. Shuuhei and Kira gaped.
"Shiro! You subbin or domin tonight? I wanna whip ya, sweetie!" came a voice from a brunette at the bar.
"Sorry, off tha market!" he called. There were groans all around.
Ichigo was taking it all in, his quick mind assessing who was what and who was in which position. Soon Nel came running, dressed up in a full dom gear, leading a stumbling Shinji by a leash. He looked positively blissed out. He ran forward and hugged Ichigo.
"Look, I got my training collar!" he said, showing off the thick black leather collar studded with clear gemstones and emerald colored stripes. "Nel has turned into everything I want and more!" he turned to her with huge doe eyes.
"Nel, you remember the doc," Grimmjow said, pushing Ichigo forward, and she gaped.
"Oh, my goodness, you are so cute! Such a hot little sub you turned into," she said, turning him around. "Who knew you hid such a fab little body under that doctor's coat!"
She turned away to talk to Grimmjow then, and Ichigo smiled to himself. Then, he flinched as he felt someone's hand grab his ass. He turned around and stared into someone's chest, then looked up to find a strong built guy with black hair.
"Lookie here, a fresh un," the man muttered.
Before he could react the man grabbed both hands around his waist and pulled him up off the floor, pulling him away from the others.
"Put me down!" he squeaked.
"But yer such a pretty lil thing, just wanna taste a lil bit…" he said, pulling him up and licking his face before tossing him into a room onto a bed. He sat there stunned as the door shut, a lock clicking into place.
"You…you let me out of here," he stammered.
"No way, yer new here, I always taste the new ones around here," he said with an impossibly wide grin.
"M-my masters won't let you touch me!" he said.
He came forward and snapped the consideration collar easily and tossed it aside. "I don't see anything saying you have any masters, sweetheart."
Ichigo's hands went to his throat. "You…you can't do that!"
"Who's gonna know, little sub? Now just lay back, and I'll take you further than any of those unseasoned boys could ever do," he said, still grinning.
There was a knock at the door that he ignored. Ichigo yelled for someone to help him, but the problem was the playrooms were all insulated for sound. He scrambled off the bed with a thump and went to pound on the door in return, hoping that whoever was on the other side would get that he needed help. His hands were sweaty and he couldn't get the lock. He yelped when he felt the guy in the room slap his ass hard.
"What do you think yer doing, tryin' to get away from me?" he said with a smirk, dragging him back to toss him on the bed.
The door was being pounded on again, and Ichigo was seriously reconsidering this lifestyle if he was going to have deal with this every time. Finally the locked clicked and he saw Kenni, the bouncer from the front, glaring into the room.
Ichigo took the distraction to stumble off the bed and grab onto the large man's leg. "Kenni! He broke my collar, and he wouldn't let me out…"
Behind the large man he saw his group and Nel with Shinji. Kenni looked down at him. "Did you want to go with him, Ichigo?"
Ichigo shook his head. "No! He picked me up and threw me in here and I told him my masters would be mad that…" He felt a big hand on his head patting him, and he turned him toward the group behind him. Ichigo dashed and grabbed onto Grimmjow, breathing heavy.
"Abirama, what have I told you about trying to get subs by stealing the consideration subs?" he said. "You know they're together, yet you took him without his permission," he heard Kenni say behind him. "Now, get out. Don't come back to the Dangai."
The tall man huffed and left the club. Kenni turned back and kneeled before Ichigo and Grimmjow. "Hey, you okay? Did he hurt you?" he asked.
Ichigo turned his head out of Grimmjow's chest and shook his head. "He broke my collar," he said mournfully. "Now I don't have one."
There was a moment and Ichigo felt something clasp around his neck. He blinked and reached up to feel a much thicker collar set with a silver ring like his cuff. He looked up at Shiro who had clasped it on his throat. "If you want it, Ichi-pet," he said softly.
"I…I think I do…" he said softly. Shiro grinned and kissed him soundly. Grimmjow reached down and pulled him up into his arms, getting a gasp as they headed over to a larger table. They all sat down, Grimmjow keeping Ichigo in his lap as he soothed his jangled nerves. After a while, they decided to work on their contract.
"Okay, since we're doing this, we gotta figure out the hard limits," Shiro said, pulling out his files from a backpack that Ichigo hadn't noticed before.
He opened the checklists and scanned them. "First, we'll decide on the hard limits we have in common. Now, Grimmy, Ichi-pet, this is considered the negotiation. This means that there is no play here, this is just our place to discuss things. One major rule, if you ever feel you need to, anyone can invoke the negotiation to be reinstated at any time. Now, hard limits…" he muttered.
"Ah, no one is into scat. Good, that's…well nasty. And no one really into watersports, though Renji gave it a soft. Okay, maybe later. No one into electrocution, suffocation, or knifeplay. Probably good since ER trips are a pain for that you know," he said, and after a while they found all their common hard limits. Then they went through and did similar lists for each of them. Soon enough, they'd come to agreement on the things they would not be doing. Then a similar thing was done for the soft limits.
"Now, we need our safe signals. How about stoplights? I always thought it was pretty clear. Yellow light means you want to slow down or you're unsure, red light means stop no matter what, assuming it is safe to do so. There are cases that it might not be safe to immediately stop an activity. However it will be stopped as soon as possible," Shiro said with a nod. "Nonverbal signals should be holding up one finger for yellow, two fingers for red light."
There was a few pen scratches. "Now, the scenes will take place in the bedroom or the playroom as a rule. What about behavior in the rest of the house? Ichigo, when do you want to be our pet? When you walk in the door, or only in the bedroom and playroom?"
Ichigo thought of it. "Can we start with the bedroom and playroom, and then see where it goes?" he said softly.
"We can leave that as an open negotiation section. Now, anything else now before we all sign on the contract?"
Shiro looked around. "Now, we will agree to have no control over Ichigo's career, and our private times will never interfere with his ability to work or continue his profession. Times will be allowed for absences when he has conferences and training, and consideration taken for emergencies and long term absences. The same goes for when he has interaction with personal friends and family. Agreed?" he asked, looking around.
"Now the main thing is that we are here to help Ichigo, and we are here to care for, and love him with everything. We are going to do everything we can to ensure his happiness, health, and welfare."
A few minutes later, all the details had been hashed out, and Shiro typed everything into his laptop and used the club's printer to get a copy. Everyone signed the document, and if anyone noticed Ichigo's unsteady hand, they didn't mention it.