No wonder they wanted me to arrive already stretched out. It sounds like we’ve got enough to get through without worrying about excess foreplay.
“I-I think that sounds incredible,” I finally manage to utter.
Tallis holds my gaze. “What sounds incredible, little treat? Which version of the scene?”
“Um…” I blush hard from embarrassment, but I do actually love that he’s making me spell it out. It’s dirty, but clear consent is one of the ways our Master takes care of both me and Daddy August. “The version where, um, the other boy warms me up, then the Daddies play with me while you and Daddy August watch. Then they watch as you fuck me. Is that when I’d be allowed to come?” I ask in a shy whisper.
It might seem silly to be fussy about all the details when I should just be losing my mind already. But I think I’ll only enjoy such an intense, overwhelming, and brand-new experience if I’m really clear about how it’s going to end.
“Yes, little one,” Tallis says, his voice rough with desire. “You would come at the same time as your Daddy and me. Once everyone in that room has had a taste of you and we’ve driven you out of your mind with pleasure, that is.”
I try not to whimper, but I’m not sure I succeed.
“That’s what I want, then,” I tell him. “Please. And, um, thank you. This is…I’m not even sure I have words to explain how I’m feeling right now. I can’t believe you did all this for little old me.”
“That’s exactly why we’re doing it,” Tallis says with a growl in his voice. “My husband told me how baffled you were by our desire to have you as our boyfriend. I wasn’t going to let that stand.”
“You’re special, baby boy,” August adds, lifting my hand to kiss my knuckles. “Now everyone here is going to show you that, too. Maybe that way, you’ll start to see it yourself as well.”
There’s a lump in my throat, so I just nod. Wow. I’m not sure if I believe in reincarnation, but I can’t help but wonder if in a past life I did something beyond amazing to receive such a reward as knowing these two men. Like…rescuing a whole basket of puppies or something.
Wordlessly, they take me into Tallis’s office where they carefully undress me before draping a length of white, transparent gauze across my naked body. Then August eases the plug out while Tallis shows me a fine gold chain. I only have an inkling of what it might represent, but my breath hitches anyway.
“I would like to put this on you, little treat,” he tells me. “Around your neck. So everyone knows who you belong to. It will be attached to a leash that I will lead you into the room with andhold as we introduce you. Because you are our property. Is that okay?”
“Th-that’s really fucking hot,” I manage to stammer. Again, not anything I’d really considered before. But they can both see how hard I am right now, and my cock is leaking against the material they’ve just put on me.
If I’d thought about it, I might have assumed that being collared would make me feel trapped. But I just feel like I’m shining as bright as the sun as Tallis secures it around my neck with great care. Proclaiming to all that will see it that I’m his and Daddy’s.
Especially as August takes that moment to gently remove my charm bracelet that I haven’t taken off since he gave it to me on our date at The Parlor. “So it doesn’t get damaged,” he explains as he puts it in one of Tallis’s drawers for safe keeping.
I’m both touched that he thought to protect it for me, and dizzy with lust at the idea that what we’re about to do is going to be so intense that my beloved bangle might suffer for it.
Tallis clips a longer, matching gold chain to the one around my neck, holding the end delicately as he raises his eyebrows at me.
“Ready?”
August slips his hand against mine again, giving it a squeeze. My tummy feels like it’s full of butterflies and my skin like it’s been electrified. There’s a tiny part of me that’s still trying to resist that this is really happening, but the evidence is all against it. I’m standing here, basically naked, with my insanely hot Master and Daddy who have just collared me and are about to introduce me to a room full of men who all want to have sex with me.
Even in my wildest dreams, I don’t think I could have dared imagine something so outrageous. Only a fool would sabotage this for themselves.
Another tiny part of me is starting to believe that maybe I am worth all this attention. That I’m worthy of such fortune and don’t need to feel guilty or apologize or try and pull it apart before it unravels on me anyway.
This is my life. It’s happening right now. The only person that’s in danger of ruining it is myself if I’m not careful. I need to embrace it and enjoy every fucking second of this night.
“Ready,” I tell Tallis with a decisive nod.
“Good boy,” he murmurs.
We walk together from the office into the dining room. The last time I was in here, I was covered in sushi. I thought that was special enough, but there’s a real party in full swing now and I’m the guest of honor.
I feel like I’ve just walked into a movie set. The pulsing music is louder in this room, coming from speakers I can’t even see. But it’s comforting rather than overwhelming, like I’m being enveloped by the sound. A spicy scent fills the air, reminding me of cinnamon buns warm from the oven.
Like the rest of the house, the lights are low, with most of the illumination coming from a couple dozen flameless candles displayed around the room. No wax play tonight then, but these are certainly a safer option, so I understand. There are white drapes hanging from the walls with golden fairy lights and fake ivy dangling from the ceiling against them. Around the room are several white column plinths and classical busts as well as more ivy and laurel leaves trailing around them.
The long table has been pushed to the side and also has a white cloth covering it. Of course Tallis and August would put on a mouthwatering spread for their guests. White china bowls and dishes display a variety of cheeses, cured meats, honeyed cakes, flatbread and humus, dried fruits, succulent figs, bunches of grapes, roasted nuts, and fat, gleaming olives. Rather thanglasses, the wine is being poured from decanters with long necks and served in golden goblets.
In the couple of seconds it takes me to absorb all this, I realize it doesn’t feel like a set.