room, he felt uneasy. Was he going to be subjected to this kind of treatment every day? On the other hand, he couldn't even remember the last time someone had touched him so gently. He would usually never let them, but now that he had no choice, he was privileged to just submit to the pleasure. And then... what did Erik actually mean? What would 'being a horse' involve? He dreaded to think.
Erik lapped at his gagged mouth again, and then his hands went to the buckles holding the halter in place. "Easy now, Copper."
"Huh?" Reuben's attention kept focusing on those strange, two-colored eyes. Finally, the leather halter was loosened and Erik took it off him, along with the bit. With its loss, Reuben's jaw seemed suddenly hollow and tense. Now he was even more naked, and with the gag gone, he felt obliged to say something.
"You do this often, prick?" he spat out. He wanted to cover up for how much fun he had in the sex, but his mouth screwed shut when he got a loud smack on the cheek. He was shocked at how Erik didn't even hesitate.
"What was that, Copper?" His owner's voice sounded strangely cool.
"I..." He was certain Erik kept calling him 'Copper' every single time, to remind him of his place. It really made him feel like a dumb animal, which needed repetition. "Please sir, this is not a place for me," he said with forced respect.
Erik studied him for a moment but shook his head with a smile, gently stroking Reuben's face. His fingers smelled of ink and there were dark marks around his bluish fingernails.
"That's what they all say, but trust me, I know a good stallion when I see one." Erik took hold of Reuben's jaw and gave him a small kiss on the lips.
Reuben looked at him. "How do you know, sir?" he asked, without thinking much. His heart skipped a beat at the kiss.
Erik's pretty lips stretched in a languid smile and he repeated the peck, drawing even closer. "It's a gut feeling. I just know."
"What happened to others?" Reuben looked up at his master.
"Depends on how well they did." Erik lapped at Reuben's lips, exhaling softly.
"So you let them go, if they did well!" Reuben said, with growing enthusiasm.
"Maybe I would," Erik breathed, kissing him again, "but no one has been that good so far, so I sold them to other stable owners."
"There are others?" Reuben blinked, simply perplexed.
"Yes, but only some own horses. Dogs seem to be the most popular pet." Erik kept caressing him as if he couldn't stop the touching.
Given the choice, Reuben thought he'd rather be a stallion than a dog. "Could you, please, take out the tail, sir?" he asked as politely as he could.
"Not yet, Copper," Erik answered gently, once again touching his thighs, "Your groom will do it."
"My... my what?" His temples started pounding. Another person would see him in this state?
"Groom. He will take care of all your needs." Erik leaned in, his tongue probing at his lips, as if asking for permission to enter.
"I don't... you know, with men. I don't." Reuben felt the need to make that clear. Even if it was a big fat lie. The one time he'd tried intimacy with a woman, he couldn't get it up. "And this groom, is that like a servant?"
"Now you do," Erik breathed, deepening the kiss with a pleased groan. He ignored the question.
Reuben looked into his eyes and opened his mouth a bit too eagerly. His heart started racing once again. He could actually do this. He could kiss this man guiltlessly and always blame it on his master's intentions.
He felt Erik's arms around him as the kiss became even deeper, and the warm, agile tongue danced with Reuben's. Warmth spread all over his body.
"About this groom..." he said when their lips parted for a moment.
"Yes?" Erik traced Reuben's lips with his finger, keeping his gaze on them rather than Reuben's eyes.
"Could he please not see me in this state?" Reuben asked quietly, trying to at least achieve this one thing. The idea that this other stranger was going to see him come soaked made him
Erik lapped at his gagged mouth again, and then his hands went to the buckles holding the halter in place. "Easy now, Copper."
"Huh?" Reuben's attention kept focusing on those strange, two-colored eyes. Finally, the leather halter was loosened and Erik took it off him, along with the bit. With its loss, Reuben's jaw seemed suddenly hollow and tense. Now he was even more naked, and with the gag gone, he felt obliged to say something.
"You do this often, prick?" he spat out. He wanted to cover up for how much fun he had in the sex, but his mouth screwed shut when he got a loud smack on the cheek. He was shocked at how Erik didn't even hesitate.
"What was that, Copper?" His owner's voice sounded strangely cool.
"I..." He was certain Erik kept calling him 'Copper' every single time, to remind him of his place. It really made him feel like a dumb animal, which needed repetition. "Please sir, this is not a place for me," he said with forced respect.
Erik studied him for a moment but shook his head with a smile, gently stroking Reuben's face. His fingers smelled of ink and there were dark marks around his bluish fingernails.
"That's what they all say, but trust me, I know a good stallion when I see one." Erik took hold of Reuben's jaw and gave him a small kiss on the lips.
Reuben looked at him. "How do you know, sir?" he asked, without thinking much. His heart skipped a beat at the kiss.
Erik's pretty lips stretched in a languid smile and he repeated the peck, drawing even closer. "It's a gut feeling. I just know."
"What happened to others?" Reuben looked up at his master.
"Depends on how well they did." Erik lapped at Reuben's lips, exhaling softly.
"So you let them go, if they did well!" Reuben said, with growing enthusiasm.
"Maybe I would," Erik breathed, kissing him again, "but no one has been that good so far, so I sold them to other stable owners."
"There are others?" Reuben blinked, simply perplexed.
"Yes, but only some own horses. Dogs seem to be the most popular pet." Erik kept caressing him as if he couldn't stop the touching.
Given the choice, Reuben thought he'd rather be a stallion than a dog. "Could you, please, take out the tail, sir?" he asked as politely as he could.
"Not yet, Copper," Erik answered gently, once again touching his thighs, "Your groom will do it."
"My... my what?" His temples started pounding. Another person would see him in this state?
"Groom. He will take care of all your needs." Erik leaned in, his tongue probing at his lips, as if asking for permission to enter.
"I don't... you know, with men. I don't." Reuben felt the need to make that clear. Even if it was a big fat lie. The one time he'd tried intimacy with a woman, he couldn't get it up. "And this groom, is that like a servant?"
"Now you do," Erik breathed, deepening the kiss with a pleased groan. He ignored the question.
Reuben looked into his eyes and opened his mouth a bit too eagerly. His heart started racing once again. He could actually do this. He could kiss this man guiltlessly and always blame it on his master's intentions.
He felt Erik's arms around him as the kiss became even deeper, and the warm, agile tongue danced with Reuben's. Warmth spread all over his body.
"About this groom..." he said when their lips parted for a moment.
"Yes?" Erik traced Reuben's lips with his finger, keeping his gaze on them rather than Reuben's eyes.
"Could he please not see me in this state?" Reuben asked quietly, trying to at least achieve this one thing. The idea that this other stranger was going to see him come soaked made him
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