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For three days Frank was left mostly to his own devices. He was allowed to roam the house as much as he wanted, though he wasn’t allowed to go outside. Not even into the backyard. He had had to sleep naked that first night but when he awoke in the morning the closet in his room was full of new clothes all in his size and the drawers had housed all kinds of underwear, pyjamas, belts and accessories.

Whenever he was hungry he was free to go to the kitchen and make whatever he wanted, though breakfast, lunch and dinner were all provided by an in-house chef who said very little but seemed friendly. There was also a female gardener who Frank would watch potter about the garden from the living room window. She was a very attractive woman with large breasts, a tiny waist and flowing black hair she would leave in a pony tail. Frank had seen Gerard stood talking to her sometimes, but Gerard himself was mostly not around those first few days. In fact, Frank didn’t really see any of the men who had brought him here.

Frank was unused to being left like this. When he had been Bert’s pet he had been left in his cage whenever Bert wasn’t around, and he was only let out when Bert wanted something from him. Here was completely different though, Frank had never had so much freedom, and yet he knew that despite the long leash he was given he was still a prisoner. He was still another man’s pet.

After those first few days, Gerard saw fit to confirm it.

Frank was sat in the living room like he had been doing every day, just gazing out the window and watching the pretty girl garden outside. It was a sunny day and she seemed to be getting hot. She stopped clipping the roses and leaned back, sighing as she ran the back of her wrist across her forehead, her dainty hands covered in green leather gardener’s gloves. Frank found himself growing pretty mesmerised as he watched her go back to her preening, not noticing Gerard enter the living room through the open door.

“Like what you see?” The older man asked softly, a smirk playing about his lips as Frank jumped in shock and looked at him with a guilty expression in his eyes.

“O – Oh I... I err... I was just looking at the garden.” He said quickly, blushing and biting his lip hard as he watched Gerard slowly approach him. Already Frank’s heart was racing in fear and excitement, his face going hot. He knew he had to compose and start making a game plan or Gerard would overpower him easily. “I’d like to go outside at some point.” He said quietly, regretting it instantly as Gerard smirked darkly at him.

“Would you?” He purred, approaching Frank at a leisurely pace, running a fingertip down the side of his jaw once he reached him. “Only good boys get to go outside. Good boys who’ve earned my trust. But you’re not going the right way about it at all Frankie, not if you’ve already forgotten your manners.” He smirked, Frank blushing deeply.

“I – I didn’t mean to sound rude, I just –” Frank gasped when Gerard slapped him sharply round the face, the strike light enough not to hurt terribly but it was enough to damage Frank’s pride. He scowled deeply as he shoved Gerard’s hand away, cradling his struck cheek as he clenched his teeth. “You son of a bitch, what was that for!?” He shouted, gasping when Gerard slapped him again, harder this time, so that if he hadn’t grabbed his hair soon after and used his hold to yank Frank to his feet then the younger man would have fallen from the window seat.

“Oh dear Frankie, we have forgotten ourselves haven’t we?” Gerard snarled softly, pulling Frank up high until their faces were level and Frank had to rest on the tip of his toes. His hands came up to grab at Gerard’s, his nails digging into the older man’s knuckles as he tried to wrench out of his grip. “It’s a shame that you’re going to be misbehave so quickly after not seeing me for a few days.”

“I – I wasn’t – I – I d – didn’t mean to I –” Frank hissed sharply when Gerard tightened his grip in his hair, the silky locks straining against Frank’s scalp until he felt certain Gerard was going to rip his hair right out. “A – Agh! Gerard please!” He gasped, trying to tiptoe higher to relieve some of the pressure but Gerard only raised his fist more to make it worse.

“I think we need to go over some basic principles Frankie.” The older man purred darkly, his grip tightening even more until tears started to show in Franks eyes. “Who calls me Gerard?” He snapped, Frank groaning in pain.

“I – I don’t... Erm... Y – Your friends?” Frank tried breathlessly, unable to think of anything except the pain in his head and the ever increasing risk that his hair was about to be torn away. “F – Family? Erm... N – Not me?” He whimpered, trying desperately to find the right answer and he winced as Gerard chuckled softly.

“That’s right. Not you.” He purred, watching Frank closely as the younger man squeezed his eyes shut, his face screwed up in pain. “Because what do you call me Frankie?” He asked sweetly, Frank tensing even more and clenching his teeth tight. “Well!?” Gerard demanded, tightening his grip more until his knuckles were white and a few strands of hair began to break loose.

“Agh! M – Master, I call you master!” Frank gasped loudly. He didn’t want to answer, he certainly didn’t want to give in but the pain was immense and the last thing he wanted was a bald patch. His self esteem was at an all time low as it was thanks to his many scars, bruises and skinniness that made him Bert’s pet. A bald patch would just make things worse.

As soon as Frank answered Gerard smirked and nodded, releasing Frank’s hair and watching the boy fall to the floor with a soft thump.

“Mhmm... That’s right. And if you ever forget it again I’ll be forced to punish you properly.” He purred sweetly, crouching down infront of Frank so they were level once more and he smirked as he tipped Frank’s face up to him. Frank glared at him as he panted softly, his cheeks red with shame and his hair tasselled. “I’m a fair man Frank, I always give one warning, and just to make things clear that was it. If you don’t want to be hurt then don’t test me.” Gerard added, his voice light but serious and Frank gritted his teeth as he nodded once, Gerard looking at him expectantly.

“I... I understand, master.” Frank whispered softly, the words making him want to vomit but he understood that he needed to play the game. Clearly trying to withstand Gerard and fighting back was not going to get him anywhere. The only way to escape this place would be to be as obedient as he could stand, win the older man’s trust and earn himself some privileges. He was sure that if he just made Gerard think he was going to be the perfect little pet then somehow he’d be able to escape.

Clearly pleased Gerard smiled at Frank and got back to his feet, watching as Frank did the same. He clapped a hand onto Frank’s shoulder and squeezed softly as he gave him a stern look, but there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. At first Frank was confused, sure he must be imagining it, but the more he stared into Gerard’s brown irises the more he could see that playful spark.

“You know Frankie, I was actually coming to see you today because I have a gift for you. But after that little episode I’m not sure if you deserve it yet.” He sighed, a smirk playing about his lips. Frank stared at him in slight surprise, his heart thumping. A gift? Frank couldn’t imagine what kind of a gift Gerard was talking about, and he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know. If he was anything like Bert then it wouldn’t be a gift Frank would enjoy receiving.

“A... A gift?” Frank repeated, Gerard’s eyes narrowing slightly and Frank jumped, quickly adding ‘master?’ on the end before the older man could get angry again. Gerard smirked widely at this, chuckling a little as he nodded and took Frank’s hand in his. For a fleeting moment Frank marvelled at how soft and warm Gerard’s skin was, it was kind of nice tucked against his own as their palms met and fingers laced. But then Frank quickly shook those thoughts out of his head before he could get carried away. Clearly this place was driving him insane.

“Come with me.” Gerard chuckled, leading Frank out of the living room and up the stairs to the second floor of the impressive house. Frank kept silent as they walked, his heart racing as all sorts of thoughts went through his head. He was suspicious of Gerard, as anyone in his position would be, but even more so due to the unhappy times he had spent with other owners who had only ever mistreated him. Gerard may have claimed to be different to them that day he bought Frank and then promptly tortured him in the basement, but Frank was not convinced. He would never be convinced, because that meant he would have to trust Gerard, and trusting Gerard would lead into a whole sort of twisted relationship Frank didn’t even want to think about.

Gerard glanced over his shoulder at the silent man and smirked a little when he saw that Frank was following him a little like a blind man, his eyes glossed and Gerard knew he was deep in thought. He wondered what he was thinking about... probably worrying over what the gift was. Gerard chuckled quietly and faced forward again, walking quickly up another set of stairs, and then another, until he was in the attic of the house.

As Gerard entered the large space Frank finally snapped out of his thought stream, slamming back into reality when he saw where they were. The attic was not your usual dark, dusty storage place that other houses used it for. This attic was bright and clean and appeared to be a playroom of sorts. There was a large double bed with silk sheets, a long glass cabinet down one length of the room holding every sex toy imaginable. There were some handcuffs lying around but unlike the hard, painful ones in the basement they looked to be made of soft, flexible leather, attached to ribbons rather than chains. There were little cushion piles on the floor and a huge window set into one side of the sloped roof, letting in sunlight and a view of the blue sky outside but making it impossible for anyone on the ground to see in.

“Mm... Welcome to heaven Frankie.” Gerard purred, releasing the younger man’s hand and turning to walk backwards into the centre of the room, his eyes fixed on Frank’s. The younger man was looking slightly stunned as he stared about the attic, his teeth clamping gently over his lower lip. “Do you like it?” Gerard smirked, beckoning for Frank to walk closer.

“I... It’s...” Frank didn’t quite know what to say as he stumbled obediently into the room, the door swinging shut behind him. He had never seen a place like it. There had been plenty of sex dungeons he’d been to in his life, hell, he’d spent practically all of his time with Bert locked up in one. But this was entirely different. Everything was softer, sweeter. It was almost... seductive.

“Well now, could you really be speechless?” Gerard chuckled softly, moving back until he reached the bed and he sat down lightly on the end. He smiled softly as Frank gazed about with wide, curious eyes, and something inside him warmed a little. The man was attractive.... very attractive, which was pretty much the only reason Gerard had decided to keep him. That and the fact he liked a challenge. But now he could see a sort of innocence that was still intact inside him and Gerard hoped that during their time together that final piece would not be destroyed.

Frank wanted to walk about the room and look closely at everything but he knew that he would need permission first so he simply sated his curiosity by standing still and staring about everywhere. Gerard kept quiet for a while, letting him drink it all in and not speaking until Frank finally looked over at him.

“Allow me to explain something Frankie.” Gerard purred softly, patting the space beside him so that Frank would come over and sit down. Once he had Gerard gently laid a hand over his, making Frank look at him again. “This place is where I will bring you when I see fit to reward you.” Gerard purred, smirking a little at the little flash of excitement that Frank couldn’t stop from showing in his eyes. “And the basement I will only take you to when I feel the need to punish you.” Gerard continued, shifting a little closer to the younger man. “It’s like my little version of heaven and hell... and the same rules apply. If you’re good you will only ever see heaven... but if you’re bad...” Gerard trailed off, smirking a little as Frank shivered. “Well... I think you understand. The rest of the house is purgatory you might say. Everything you do, everything you say whilst you are in the rest of the house will all be taken into consideration of which room you deserve to be in.”

“I understand master.” Frank nodded softly, almost not thinking about calling Gerard that and when he realised he had said it so naturally his cheeks flamed. Gerard chuckled lightly and nodded, kissing Frank’s forehead with a soft smirk. He could tell he was starting to chip the boy down and that excited him.

“Good.” He purred, squeezing Frank’s hand before he slid off the bed and walked to the back of the room. “The reason I brought you here today Frankie is because I have something for you, and I thought this place would be the best place for you to receive it.”

Frank bit his lip and watched Gerard walking away with curious eyes, his heart rate starting to pick up again. All of his earlier thoughts of what the gift might be didn’t seem likely anymore now that he had seen this place. He understood that the whole point of a master servant relationship was to form a bond based around punishment and reward, but Frank had never really experienced the reward side before. And he didn’t feel as if he had done anything that really merited him getting rewarded now.

Frowning to himself Frank watched as Gerard picked up a small oak wood box and made his way back to the bed, the box held between his hands. He smirked softly at Frank as he sat back down beside him, resting the box in his lap.

“Mm... Another rule of this house Frankie is that any pets must always wear their collar.” He purred, lifting the lid on the box and reaching inside to slowly pull out an expensive looking collar. “The only time you are allowed to take it off is when you’ll get wet, so showers, swimming, heavy rain...” He smirked, handing the collar to Frank whose eyes had grown wider.

The collar Bert had bought for Frank had been a second hand, ratty leather thing that had been too tight and hurt. This one, Gerard softly explained, was tailor made to fit Frank’s neck. It was made of expensive, soft black leather with a red lining, a thick shining silver ring hanging from the middle. Even to Frank, who despised collars, couldn’t help but admire it’s beauty.

“I want you to put it on now.” Gerard said softly but firmly, Frank looking up at him worriedly as he ran the leather through his fingers. He started to raise the item to his neck, not wanting to obey but knowing he needed to, and he blinked in confusion when Gerard paused him. “Here, let me do it.”

Frank quirked an eyebrow but obediently released the collar, letting Gerard line it up to his throat before turning Frank around. “Okay, now put two fingers here like this.” He ordered, placing his two middle fingers in a V shape over Frank’s Adam’s apple so that the small bump was surrounded by the digits. Gerard moved his hand away so Frank could do it and the younger man obediently laid his fingers in the correct place, utterly confused as to what that was supposed to do.

Gerard slid the end of the collar through the silver buckle at the back and pulled it tight, just enough so that Frank’s fingers pressed tight against his throat but not too much to choke him. Once he had secured the buckle Gerard turned Frank back round to face him, letting Frank wriggle his fingers out from beneath the collar and causing the leather to rest snug against his neck. It was tight enough to sit neatly against his throat without slipping, but the fingers had caused enough looseness that Frank could breathe without difficulty.

“How does it feel?” Gerard grinned, his heart jumping at how gorgeous Frank looked in it. The collar gave him a kind of innocence back, making his eyes sparkle and his adorably pouty lips just look so divine Gerard couldn’t help but lean a little closer. “Is it comfortable?”

Frank had to admit it was very comfortable. His old collar had rubbed and ached and made him feel constantly strangled, this one though was soft and smooth and the perfect fit. He even kind of liked it and he smiled softly as he touched the silver hoop. “Very comfortable, thank you master.” He whispered, gazing innocently into Gerard’s eyes and feeling his stomach quiver at the lusty look he was getting back.

“Mm... You’re most welcome Frankie.” Gerard purred, pulling a leash out of the box next and handing it to Frank to examine. “If you’re good we’ll eventually start going outside, but when we do you’ll be attached to this. Don’t worry, it won’t be in public.” Gerard smirked at Frank as the younger man looked with slightly horrified eyes at the leash made entirely of shiny silver chain link. It had a soft leather handle and a clip that obviously attached to the ring on his collar. It was a nice enough leash... the problem was just that Frank would have to be attached to it.

“Well?” Gerard purred softly, looking expectantly at Frank and Frank knew he was expecting him to challenge him. Expected him to throw a tantrum or something, but Frank wasn’t stupid and he knew how to play the game.

“Thank you master.” He whispered softly, swallowing his irritation for a moment and trying not to let his pride get the better of him. He could tell that Gerard was going to be a lot different to his other masters and as such he had to react differently. Gerard was clearly a seductive, manipulative man and Frank knew that the only thing he could do now was fight to get free... but the fighting had to be secret. He needed Gerard to trust him first.

“Mm...” Gerard smirked softly and nodded his approval. “I have just one more gift for you.” He purred, reaching back into the box and pulling out the final item inside. Frank looked at it with curious eyes, not entirely sure what was being presented to him.

Cupped in Gerard’s palms was a little black box with a button and dial set into it. It had no company name written on it, nothing to indicate what it did exactly, a long black wire attached to it coiled up with a little plastic oval on the end. Frank glanced at Gerard’s soft smirk before gently pick up the rounded oval device, running his fingers over the shiny plastic and smoothing his thumbs over the domed sides.

“I... What is i –” Frank gasped as Gerard pressed the button on the little box and the oval started to vibrate gently, getting more vigorous when Gerard started to turn the dial. Frank gawped in shock at the little toy before he turned his wide eyes on Gerard, his cheeks flaming bright pink. “Y – You... Why would you get me –”

“What’s the matter?” Gerard interrupted, chuckling softly. “Not what you were expecting?” He purred innocently, finding Frank’s blush incredibly adorable.

“I just... I don’t... I’ve never been ... Given gifts like this, master.” Frank finally managed to choke out, completely thrown off course and he felt some relief when Gerard switched off the vibration. “I doubt I’d ever find a use for it.” He added softly, not planning to have any ‘alone time’ anytime soon. Gerard though clearly didn’t think he needed it and he grinned playfully at Frank.

“Well, why don’t I show you its uses right now?” He purred, putting it aside for a moment along with the wooden box it came in before he crawled over to Frank. Instinctively Frank leaned back, scuttling slowly up to the centre of the bed as Gerard followed him like a panther about to pounce. Frank felt his breath hitch in his throat when Gerard actually did pounce, pressing his hands to Frank’s shoulders and pushing him to lie down as he climbed above him and straddled his hips. “Hmm?”

“B – But I... Now?” Frank squeaked, his heart starting to hammer. He understood that this was supposed to be a gift or something, that he was supposed to be grateful, but he was still wary of Gerard. No matter how attractive the man was he didn’t want him to touch him. “Master I’d rather not right now, I just want to rest or something.” He mewled softly, knowing instantly he wasn’t going to get away with that as Gerard scowled at him.

“Rest? Why, because you’ve been so busy the past three days?” He drawled sarcastically, hooking a finger through the loop of Frank’s collar and using it to drag him up so that their faces were almost touching. “Here I am trying to be nice to you and you’re being difficult again. And you know what happens when you start being difficult... we can either does this up here Frankie, or we can take it to the basement. It’s your choice.” He purred darkly, Frank scowling deeply at him. He refused to be afraid of Gerard and he sat up on his elbows as he narrowed his eyes.

“I’m not being difficult, I –” Frank gasped as Gerard suddenly scratched his hand down his chest, digging his nails in hard and ripping lines in the skin even through the fabric of Frank’s shirt. “AGH! Fuck!” He hissed, wincing and squeezing his eyes shut as Gerard moved to forcefully tug Frank’s shirt above his head.

“I’m telling you Frankie, you are this far away from going to the basement.” Gerard warned, holding his thumb and forefinger an inch apart to indicate how close Frank was exactly. “I’m a patient man and I am still willing to give you this gift I had planned, but one more argument from you and I’ll know you won’t deserve it and you do not want to make me think that.”

Frank bit his lip softly as he gazed up at Gerard, thinking over those words and trying to decide what to do. What his gut instinct was telling him to do was to keep fighting and arguing and take the punishment in the basement, whatever that might be, since any amount of pain would be better than just rolling over and submitting to this demon. Half of him was convinced that Gerard was a lot weaker than he made out, if it was Bert he’d never give Frank warnings, he’d just hurt him as soon as Frank made any sign of resistance. In Frank’s naive, reality starved existence any man who gave multiple warnings was a weak man and he was starting to fall into the foolish belief that Gerard simply couldn’t stand hurting him and lacked the conviction to punish him properly.

Gerard gazed steadily back at Frank, wondering what the boy was thinking. He was hoping that Frank would do the sensible thing, listen to his warning, and settle down already. Gerard got off on hurting and pleasuring people, he wasn’t picky on what he had to do, but he did want to prove to Frank that he could treat him wonderfully as well as hurt him. He usually would never give so many warnings, but since Frank was a new pet he was giving him the benefit of the doubt. It was only to be expected that Frank would battle him, it would be that way until they built up their trust together but that didn’t mean Gerard was any less prepared to punish Frank as many times as he needed.

When Frank continued to think everything over, clearly torn between what to do, Gerard decided to give him one last chance and moved down to gently kiss the start of one of the long scratches that had now blossomed a beautiful deep red down his chest. Frank jumped in slight surprise, breaking out of his thoughts and glancing down as Gerard started to run the point of his tongue down the scratch. Frank hissed softly as the wet heat of the older man’s tongue made the torn skin sting, his abdomen flipping.

“Are you going to behave yourself?” Gerard asked silkily, licking back up over one of the other scratches. “Or am I going to have to be disappointed in you?” He purred, moving across to tenderly kiss over one of Frank’s nipples, making the younger man whimper and mewl softly in pain; his nipple still sore from the pins those three days before.

“I... I...” Frank sighed with light relief when Gerard moved away from his nipple, moving up to tug on the loop of his collar with his teeth as Frank tried to think of an answer. “I... I’m... Sorry?” He finally tried, surprising himself for the sudden apology but Gerard didn’t seem to mind since the next thing Frank knew their lips were crushed together.

Frank’s eyes grew wide as Gerard’s mouth assaulted his, their lips meshing and parting in time as Gerard cupped Frank’s face and kissed him feverishly. It was the first time Gerard had kissed him and it was animalistic, destroying Frank’s composure until he couldn’t think of a reason to fight anymore. Could only think of the deliciously soft lips suckling against his and fling his arms around Gerard’s neck.

“Mmph...” Frank tried to speak but was cut off as Gerard pushed his tongue deep into his mouth, stealing a taste of him. His warm, strong hands cradled Frank’s waist as he settled between his legs and kissed him hotly and forcefully. Already Frank couldn’t remember about ever planning to refuse him, and he moaned huskily as Gerard bit down on his lower lip and tugged hard.

“Mmm... Now that you’re finally being more compliant...” He smirked, moving kisses down as he started to rub Frank’s crotch through his jeans. Frank sighed and started to shake his head, certain he was supposed to be remembering something but his body was quick to betray him. Just like before. Barely three minutes of playful kisses and sucks down his chest and tiny, tender licks to his sore nipples and the hand massaging his groin soon coaxed his cock to life, a semi quickly forming.

“I – I... M – Master... Please I...” Frank sighed, wanting to tell Gerard to stop, but every time he tried he could feel his tongue starting to betray him, morphing his pleas into begs for the older man to continue. Unable to trust himself not to urge Gerard to continue Frank just settled on keeping his mouth shut and trying not to let the sensations worming through him affect him.

“Mm... God, look at you.” Gerard purred softly, a tiny chuckle escaping his lips as he kissed and nipped his way down Frank’s torso. He peered up at him through his eyelashes, Frank’s eyes were squeezed shut and his lips were pursed into a cute little pout as he clearly tried to focus on anything other than the pleasure Gerard’s hands were inflicting on him. “You love this don’t you? Love it just as much as you hate it... That turns me on.” Gerard purred, Frank’s eyes fluttering in surprise at that. He wasn’t used to men saying things so blunt as that and he squirmed awkwardly as Gerard unbuttoned his jeans.

“Mm... No response? You are being quiet today.” Gerard laughed softly, tugging Frank’s jeans down his legs quickly and Frank barely had time to realise he was doing it before he was left naked in the centre of the bed. His cock was almost fully erect and he desperately started to think about all the things he hated to try and make it go down, but his thoughts were violently shattered when a puff of hot air was breathed over the head of his cock.

“A – Ah! N – No...” Frank groaned, looking down at Gerard as the older man took hold of the base of his shaft and started to swirl his tongue around the head. Frank had only had a blowjob once or maybe twice in his life... he had been a complete virgin when he’d been taken by his first master, and since then every man he was passed to had not been the type to want to pleasure him. Frank’s experience of being a pet was to be almost a sex object. His job was to suck the master, his job to bend down and let the master fuck him. Never the other way around... So why was Gerard starting to suck the head of his cock into his mouth.

“G – Gerard?” He choked, biting his lip when Gerard sat up instantly, narrowing his eyes at him and Frank’s stomach gave a sickening lurch as he realised his mistake. Usually he wouldn’t have cared so much but right now he could see that if he wanted his dick in that man’s mouth... and God he really did want that... then he needed to be perfect. “I – I mean master, forgive me I... I don’t understand what’s happening.” Frank whimpered, Gerard gazing at him a moment before apparently deciding he could let the mistake slip and he smirked softly as he leaned over Frank to grab something tucked down the top of the mattress.

“Really? What is it that is confusing you?” Gerard asked casually, pulling two long ribbons up from behind the mattress. They were already attached to the bars of the headboard and Frank squeaked softly when Gerard suddenly seized his wrists and pulled them up. He tied the crimson silk around each of Frank’s wrists, securing them separately. “Allow me to make an assumption,” Gerard purred, checking the knots were tight enough not to let Frank wriggle free but not so tight as to hurt him. “Your previous masters were not ones who saw fit to pleasure you very often?”

“I... Th – That is correct, master...” Frank croaked back, glancing up at the silk around his wrists, the smooth, cool fabric feeling kind of good against his skin. It certainly made a pleasant change to the usual leather and chains.

“Then allow me to tell you something Frankie.” Gerard smirked, gently leaning down to peck Frank’s lips, swallowing the soft sigh Frank released before he started to kiss down his body again. “I believe fully in the idea of punishment and reward. I believe in trust. And trust me when I say, as long as you are good, you will always be pleasured to the best of my abilities.”

Frank sighed and groaned a little when Gerard reached his erection again and took no time in running his tongue slowly up and down the shaft. Frank’s cock throbbed gently at the sensation, his stomach quivering. He couldn’t think straight enough to figure this man out, he was so different to any man Frank had been owned by before and he couldn’t figure him out. Why was he even being rewarded? Why was Gerard so eager to pleasure him? Why did it all feel so damn good?

“O – Oh... Okay...” He moaned, giving up on trying to figure it out for now as Gerard sucked him into his mouth and destroyed all coherent thought. “Oh God...” He gasped, bucking his hips a little as his erection was coated in slick heat, Gerard’s tongue working skilfully around his shaft and making his head spin.

Gerard smirked inwardly as he started to bob his head over Frank’s erection, feeling it swell and grow to its full length in his mouth and he sucked eagerly at the tip. He knew that in time he and Frank would build up a beautiful relationship, after all, the boy was responding to him gorgeously already and Gerard knew Frank was far from being broken. He had no doubt there would be plenty of battles to come but for now it seemed they were both content to have some fun.

Frank groaned softly as Gerard sucked hungrily around his erection, a bead of pre cum building at the tip and rolling down onto Gerard’s tongue. The older man growled his appreciation and sucked eagerly for more, Frank’s taste something that he certainly wouldn’t mind getting used to and as he suckled against Frank’s slit the younger man’s body was just as eager to supply.

“O – Oh...” Frank sighed, tugging gently at his restraints as he struggled to keep his hips under control. Gerard was making him feel so good and that was something he couldn’t handle. He was good at coping with pain and punishment, but this delicious pleasure was making his head spin violently. He didn’t even notice when Gerard reached for the strange vibrating oval, rubbing some lube over it and then pushing it into Frank without warning.

Frank gasped sharply and Gerard leant back as he bucked his hips up. A string of obscenities fell from his mouth but the toy was so small Gerard knew it was more the shock and indignation of being violated rather than any actual pain. He smirked softly as Frank glared down at him, but when Gerard looked innocently back and slowly licked a bead of pre cum from the corner of his mouth he saw Frank’s cock visibly twitch in response.

Frank considered saying something to Gerard, arguing or something. But he doubted it’d do anything other than get him sent to the basement, and his cock was already aching with the desire to have Gerard take it back into his mouth.

“Mm... Something wrong?” Gerard purred sweetly, pushing the device deeper inside the younger man, his lube slickened fingers easily moving inside him so that he could position the plastic toy against Frank’s prostate and keep it there as his fingers slid out. Frank looked at him with slightly hazy eyes, his lips trembling with the temptation to argue back but as his cock throbbed more and more painfully he sighed and shook his head.

“N – No, master...” He sighed, his cheeks flaming red as Gerard smirked and bent down to continue servicing his erection, licking and sucking teasingly at the head as he picked up the control box for the vibrator.

All that could be seen of the device now was the wire attaching it to the controls disappearing inside Frank’s puckered entrance and Gerard peered up at the younger man through his eyelashes as he turned on the vibration and touched his fingers to the intensity dial. He started off gentle, the vibration nothing more than a soft, throbbing sensation but the affect was instant.

“A – Agh God!” Frank gasped and jumped in shock as his prostate gave a little throb when the vibrator switched on, pulsing against his special spot and making his abdomen tingle. He clenched his teeth softly and tried to keep some control over himself but it was a lost cause, Gerard was already sucking his dick again and it was making him feel so close to climax. He was used to achieving climax very rarely and only when his beatings weren’t too bad, but in this place Gerard could not only make him incredibly turned on whilst being punished... but have him close to climax in barely ten minutes when he was rewarding him.

“Mmm... How does it feel?” Gerard purred as he licked down Frank’s shaft, turning the dial up a little more and Frank shuddered violently as the vibration intensified into a slow buzz. “Tell me.” Gerard demanded, his free hand coming round to cup Frank’s balls and massage them gently in his palm.

“A – Ah it... It feels...” Frank groaned and shook his head, too embarrassed to talk about it. He wasn’t one who could easily dirty talk and he wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“Well?” Gerard coaxed, breathing warm air over Frank’s erection, still wet from his saliva. “I’m waiting...”

“I... P – Please just... Agh I... I don’t know.” Frank groaned, just wanting to lye back and enjoy it, it was bad enough that he was even letting Gerard do this without having to give a running commentary on it too.

“Oh come on, you can do better than that.” Gerard purred, turning the dial more to make the vibrating even more intense, pre cum starting to leak from Frank’s tip in long, creamy strings as his prostate was stimulated to the max. Frank felt like sobbing it felt so good, his body squirming and writhing gently as he stretched out and tugged at the ribbons on his wrists.

“Tell me how good it feels? Tell me how close you are...” Gerard smirked, moving the hand on Frank’s balls up to gently rub his nipples, keeping his touch light so he didn’t make them bleed and Frank mewled at the mixture of intense pleasure and gentle pain.

“O – Oh God...” He gasped, shaking his head frantically and making his fringe stick to his face as a thin sheen of sweat coated his skin. He couldn’t say things like, wouldn’t say things like that. No matter how many times he called this man master, no matter how obediently he had worn the collar, he wouldn’t let Gerard own him.

“If you don’t answer I’ll stop...” Gerard purred sweetly, turning the dial back to reduce the vibration slightly and Frank groaned in disappointment, his ass clenching as if to try and bring the vibration back.

“Unnff, n – no please...” Frank groaned, his hips gyrating slowly as he whimpered. “Please, master... It feels so good... It feels... Feels like... Like heaven.” He tried, so unused to talking dirty he just didn’t know what to say. “P – Please don’t stop, m’so close...” He groaned.

Gerard smirked softly and turned the dial up to full, the sudden intensity of buzzing against his prostate making Frank’s erection pulse and throb, sending pre cum pouring out and coating his shaft in stickiness. Gerard groaned a little himself, the sight too good to deny and he bent down to lick up the cum with the point of his tongue.

“Mmm... Good boy.” He praised softly. Frank needed some work on his dirty talk but the fact he had tried was good enough for Gerard. “Do you want to cum?” He smirked, licking up the cum with the flat his tongue and groaning a little at Frank’s taste, the stimulation on his prostate causing more and more to be produced. Frank had always produced a lot of pre cum this was causing copious amounts.

“Oh fuck... Yes... Yes master I do.” He hissed softly, bucking his hips a little and arching his back up as Gerard sucked him into his mouth for a moment, swallowing him entirely down and then sliding back up with a dirty slurp to gather up all his cum so far.

“Mm...” Gerard purred, licking his lips and smirking up at Frank as he nudged a fingertip against his anus. “I can tell... your little hole is quivering. You fucking love it don’t you?” He purred, pushing his finger inside him and then immediately adding a second. Frank groaned, his hips jerking as Gerard began to thrust and scissor his fingers inside him, keeping them only a little way in so that he didn’t move the vibrator from its perfect position.

“Mm... I wanna hear you when you cum Frankie... fucking scream for me.” He growled before swooping down and sucking Frank’s erection back into his mouth. He sucked hard around the velvety flesh, rubbing his tongue against the fraenulum and providing just the last bit of stimulation that Frank could stand.

Frank could feel his orgasm building, could feel it washing over his body and making his head spin so fast he had to squeeze his eyes shut. Even without Gerard’s instruction he could do nothing but scream in delight as his hips jerked and his erection pulsed violently, spurting rope after rope of cum into Gerard’s mouth.

“Oh fuck... fuck... fuck that’s good...” Frank groaned huskily, his orgasm seeming to last forever as Gerard turned down the vibration on the toy until it was back to its original gentle pulsing, his fingers sliding out of Frank to tug on the wire and move the toy down a little so it wasn’t pressed tight against his prostate. It limited the sensation but didn’t kill them completely, and continued to suckle gently on the tip of Frank’s cock, milking his orgasm for all it was worth.

Gerard swallowed down every last drop of Frank’s cum and waited until his soft pants and moans became whimpers of pain before he turned off the toy and sat up. He smirked softly at Frank as the younger man gazed up at through half lidded eyes, his lips parted and his chest rising and falling with his pants. He looked utterly divine, his body coated with sweat that dripped beneath his collar.

“Mmm... Good boy.” Gerard purred softly, pulling on the wire of the toy and watching as Frank’s anus slowly opened up to allow the plastic to be pulled out before clenching tight again instantly. Gerard then smiled and moved up to tenderly peck Frank’s lips, untying the ribbons around his wrists to free him before he wrapped his arms around his waist and held him gently as they kissed.

Frank felt so spent he was too weak to even consider pushing Gerard away, and the older man’s soft lips did feel good against his so for a while he was content just to kiss him back.

The kiss was a lot different to their first kiss, this time it was soft and tender and coaxing... and all too soon Frank was completely relaxed and content in Gerard’s arms. So much so that when the older man broke the kiss Frank resorted to nuzzling his face into his neck like a kitten.

Gerard smirked softly and tenderly petted Frank’s hair as he held him, wondering over how easy it was to break him. Bert had made it out like Frank would be the biggest challenge ever but right now Gerard was seeing that. Though he supposed he had probably taken the boy off guard with his little gift, so he guessed he should keep a close eye on him still. It would be no good to assume he had won yet.

“Mm... Did you enjoy that Frankie?” Gerard asked softly, Frank nodding mutely against his neck. He could smell the sweetness of Gerard’s cologne and it intoxicated him... and that in itself worried him. Now that he was starting to think a little straighter he realised that what had just happened had been Gerard getting his own way and Frank had just let him. That couldn’t continue to happen.

Nervously Frank moved out of Gerard’s arms, meeting his gaze and biting his lip as Gerard smirked softly at him. Their eyes locked for a long moment and it soon became clear to both of them that the war was not over and as Frank scowled Gerard’s grin widened, but before either could say anything a knock on the door interrupted them.

“Gee? There’s been a problem downtown, we gotta go!” Frank vaguely recognised Mikey’s voice and he frowned questionably as Gerard sprung to his feet.

“Coming! Frankie,” He turned to look at Frank and pulled him up by the wrist. “I have to run now, but I’ll see you later.” He purred, yanking Frank into his arms and kissing him deeply and quickly before pulling him out of the attic room and down the stairs.

Mikey had already gone to the first floor and Gerard dashed after him, releasing Frank’s wrist once he had led him away from the attic and locked it. Saying not another word to him before he disappeared down the stairs, leaving the younger man confused as he stood outside his bedroom door, his heart pounding.


Hey guys,
Bet you didn’t know Gee was such a cum slut huh? ;)
Sorry this took so long to get out, just the usual issues, uni work. Uni work. Uni work and more uni work. Happily though I’ve had to be house hunting a lot recently too and I’ve now found a house so that’s one less thing taking up my time so hopefully things will pick up from here :D
Also I know this chapter wasn’t especially interesting but the drama is coming I promise :’) Please stick with me guys, you’re what makes the writing all worthwhile :3
xo