The Contract

"You say that now Mikey, but I don't think you'll do it...look, I gotta go."

Gerard hung up the phone after telling his brother that he would talk to him soon, then went to get ready. Today...he looked at his watch...in just over 90 minutes time, he would be having his session with that Dom, the one who talked him down and fed him juice and cookies last week...Master Iero...Frank.

Gerard would be lying if he said he didn't find the tattoo covered man attractive, after all, he has eyes...but he had no desire to get close to him in any way other than as his sub, and that was reliant on tonight going well of course.

Gerard stripped off the plain black shirt he'd worn for work that day as he headed into the bathroom that was attached to his bedroom. He shut the door and turned on the shower to let the water heat up as he undid his jeans and pushed them down his slim thighs. The room steamed up quickly with the door closed, and as soon as he had removed his boxers, he stepped under the hot spray. It was probably a little hotter than most people would be comfortable with, but that's how he liked it...he liked that his skin felt tight and tingly and a little oversensitive after he'd finished.

He let the water run over him for a few minutes before he picked up his loofah on a stick and a bottle of shower gel that he didn't remember buying. He poured a generous amount of the coffee scented gel onto the rough surface of the loofah head, then placed the bottle of gel back on the little shelf next to him and started to scrub himself clean.

Gerard let his mind wander as he washed the day's sweat and grime from his body...he may work inside a library all day, but that library was a 35 minute ride each way on a usually packed, hot and smelly train...35 minutes if he was lucky, that is. He always felt gross and disgusting by the time he got home, and even if he had no plans to leave the house again that day, he would always scrub his skin till it was almost raw, just to rid himself of that feeling.

He spent a good 20 minutes scrubbing every inch of skin with his loofah, and used more than half of the full bottle of shower gel. He made a mental note to try to remember where he had got the gel, cause he found the scent particularly pleasing, and he would get some more...if he could remember.

After he'd finished washing his body, he hung up the loofah and grabbed a bottle of shampoo. He was a little surprised to see that the shampoo was also coffee scented, and wondered why he didn't remember buying either item. He shrugged and put it down to his shitty memory, then squirted the shampoo into his hand, placed the bottle back beside the shower gel, and got on with washing his shoulder length red hair. When he felt that his hair was shampooed enough, he stepped back under the water that was starting to loose its heat a little, and rinsed both shower gel and shampoo away. He wasn't that surprised that the water ran a little bit pink, as it wasn't that long since he'd coloured his hair, but it was a touch disappointing never the less, as it meant that the vibrant colour wouldn't last as long as he had hoped it would.

Once the water ran clear, he turned it off and reached out of the shower to grab a towel from the rack. He roughly dried his hair then wrapped the large red towel around his waist and left the still steamy bathroom.

His bedroom was cold in comparison, and Gerard couldn't help the shiver that went through him. He dried himself quickly, then pulled on a fresh pair of black boxer-briefs, and returned to the bathroom to hang up the towel, brush his teeth and pick up his day clothes to put into his hamper.

When he was done, deciding that he really didn't need to shave, he went back into his bedroom and pulled out his usual outfit. He dressed quickly, then messed with his hair for a few minutes until it had that perfect "just fucked" look that he liked, then checked he had everything; keys, phone, wallet...pain killers...then turned off his bedroom light and headed out.

The cab he'd ordered was waiting for him outside as he'd requested, and after a quiet 10 minute drive, they arrived at the club. Gerard was glad that the club didn't look like what it was from the outside, cause that would've probably gotten him a funny look from the driver. After paying the man, Gerard walked inside the unassuming looking building.

Madam Ballato was there to greet him again. She took his jacket, then quickly showed him down to what he presumed was Master Iero's room. He thanked her quietly as she opened the door for him before she walked away.

Gerard stepped inside, expecting the usual...chains, floggers hung on the wall...the usual. What he saw instead was a table with a chair placed at either side of it. On the table was a sheet of paper and a pen, and sat on one of the chairs was Frank.

"Err...hello Sir?"

Gerard said, making himself sound more unsure than he really wanted to. He didn't understand what was happening...weren't they going to play?

"Hey Gerard. You don't have address me as anything but Frank right now."

He pointed to the chair.

"Have a seat and let's talk for a bit."

Gerard blinked stupidly for a moment then nodded and sat down awkwardly.

"Um, ok...Frank."

Frank watched the older man sit down. He was nervous and it made him look vulnerable. Frank liked that in a sub.

"So Gerard, have you ever made a contract with someone?"

"A contract?..."

Gerard frowned slightly in confusion.

"What, like for a job?"

Frank chuckled.

"Not quite the same."

Frank watched him. His body language showed he was scared and ready to run. Frank would fix that.

"So in any good Dom/sub relationship there are rules and guidlines that a sub has to follow. That does not mean though that the Dom dosen't have rules and guideline too set by the sub. It is a give and take. Make sense?"

Gerard chewed his lip thoughtfully then nodded.

"Yes, it does, but..."

He trailed off, frowning again.

"So no matter how short the duration is with a Dom, there should always be a contract. Usually it is verbal if it is for one scene. The sub tells the Dom what they don't like and the Dom tells the sub what they expect. If they can come to an agreement, the scene moves forward. This includes safe words, non verbal signals, soft lines and hard lines."

Gerard tilted his head.

"That Dom last week...he didn't..."

He trailed off again, frowning deeper and looking at his hands in his lap.

"Yeah, well not everyone follows the proper rules."

Frank handed the piece of paper over to Gerard.

"I would like you to make two columns. One you write soft at the top, the other you write hard. In the soft column, you write all the things that you are alright with doing or things that you would like to try, but were a little afraid of, such as hair pulling, rope bondage, Bukkake and stuff like that. In the other column, you write things that you would not be interested at all in trying and things that bother you. Such as, blood play, fire play, autoerotic asphyxiation. Get it?"

Gerard trapped his bottom lip between his teeth, then nodded.

"Uh, yeah...ok..."

He picked up the pen.

"You want me to write it now?"

"Yes please. I have to see to a few things so take your time. I actually asked you to the club early tonight so we would have time."

Frank stood up and laid a hand on Gerard's shoulder as he passed him. He leaned in and whispered.

"And if you finish before I get back, I will have a surprise for you."

He ghosted his breath over the shell of his ear along with his fingers as he left the room, closing the door quietly.
Gerard shivered as he felt his cock twitch in anticipation. He quickly set pen to paper.

"Soft..."

He murmured to himself, then started writing quickly, listing the things out loud as he wrote.

"Hair pulling...rope bondage...butt plugs...collars...breath play..."

He paused, worried slightly that Frank would think he was like a super freak or something...after a moment, he continued.

"Fire play...impact play...sensation play...wax play...Kinbaku...um..."

He thought for a minute, trying to remember anything else.

"Oh!...rape play, maybe...orgasm denial...hmmm...fisting."

He couldn't think of any more for that list.

"Ok, so...hard..."

He started the second list.

"Needles!..."

Gerard shuddered, underlining the word three times to be sure.

"Blood play...knife play...gun play..."

Again he underlined that one.

"Anal/genital torture...electro play...piss play...mummification...nose torture."

Gerard looked at the lists and realised that they were about even, and that he couldn't actually think of anything else right now. He wondered if he could add things later when he remembered them.

He set the pen down on the table and waited quietly for Frank to return.

(time passes)

Frank returned with a small box. He smiled when he saw that the paper was filled out nicely. He picked it up as he placed the box in front of the sub.

"Well done. I am going to read it now."

Gerard nodded, then his eyes widened.

"Um..."

He swallowed.

"Could I...could I add two more to the hard list please?...I only just thought of them."

"Of course."

Frank handed the paper back.

Gerard let out a shaky breath he hadn't even realised he was holding.

"Thank you."

He picked up the pen and added enemas, and suspension to his hard list before handing it back with his eyes lowered, nervous about the Dom's reaction.

"Are you finished yet?"

Gerard swallowed and nodded.

"Yes I...I think so."

"Good."

"You may open the box then while I read."

"Thank you...Sir."

Gerard reached out and picked up the box. He carefully opened the lid and peered inside. There was a roll of black tape nestled in the box. Gerard fished it out with his fingertips. He was confused, but felt his cock twitch again anyway. He looked up at the Dom and awaited an explanation.

Frank read the page while the sub played with the tape. When he was done he put the paper down and smiled.

"That was a lot of information you gave me, thank you."

Frank took the roll of tape from the sub.

"Will you please put your wrists together for me?"

Gerard nodded...

"Yes Sir."

...and did as he was told.

Frank took the tape and began to wind it around the sub's wrists. He did this a few times then cut the tape.

"Is that too tight?"

"No Sir."

"Good. Please rise from the chair and get on your knees."

"Yes Sir."

Gerard stood and stepped to his right, away from the table, then dropped to his knees with a small thud.

"Nice, very nice."

Frank started to circle the sub. He made a perfect picture.

"Do you have a safe word?"

"Butterfly, Sir."

"Alright. Is there anything you want to ask me before we begin?"

"No Sir."

Gerard said quietly, but clearly.

"Alright, then please close your eyes."

"Yes Sir."

Gerard closed his eyes. He could feel the anticipation bubbling in his gut, his cock twitching in his pants. He kept his breathing slow and steady.

Frank picked up one of his lighter floggers. He walked over and trailed it along the sub's face lightly.

"I am going to hit you now and you are going to count off."

Gerard shivered slightly, but remained still.

"Yes Sir."

Frank lifted the flogger and brought it down on his back.

(time passes)

"F-fifteen Sir."

Gerard stuttered out, his voice shaky as he trembled on his knees. His cock was hard and straining in his pants.

"You are doing so well."

Frank ran a hand through his sweat soaked hair.

"Five more. Can you take it?"

Gerard swallowed.

"Y-yes Sir."

"Good. These will be a bit harder."

Frank brought the flogger back down.

"Uh, s-sixt-teen Sir."

Frank finished the last hit and then put the flogger down.

"You may open your eyes now and tell me how you feel."

Panting and trembling ever so slightly, Gerard opened his eyes slowly. He swallowed a couple times then licked his dry lips.

"Thank y-you Sir. I f-feel good Sir."

He stuttered out, eyes on the floor.

"Good. Do you want anymore today or shall we end now?"

"Please Sir, I'd like some m-more Sir."

"Alright, then I am going to untie you and I want you to strip. Then you will put on this collar and follow me. You will not speak the entire time other then to tell me that you understand your instructions. Do you understand them Gerard?"

"Yes Sir."

Gerard said softly, his voice just about steady now.

Frank removed the bondage tape and then watched as Gerard revealed himself. His pale skin did not have a mark on it...he was a blank canvas waiting for Frank to design him, and design him he would. He noticed the care that Gerard folded his clothing and placed them on the chair. He then put the collar on. Frank stepped behind him and Gerard kneeled immediatly. Frank liked that. He placed two fingers inside the collar against the boy's skin to make sure that it was not too tight, but tight enough. When he was satisfied, Gerard stood again. He hooked the leash he had to the d-ring and then Gerard followed him to another room where there was a Saint Andrews cross. He walked Gerard up to it and then strapped him to it, face first.

"You are doing wonderful. Now, I want to gag you."

Frank pulled a wooden disk out of his pocket and showed how it made noise when you squeezed it.

"This goes in your hand. If you want me to stop you make noise with it. Do you understand?"

Gerard nodded slightly.

"Yes Sir."

Frank grabbed a simple ball gag and placed it in Gerard's mouth. He then tied it around the back of his head in the same manner as the collar. Then he placed the clacker in his hand and made sure he could work it. Now that this was done he stepped back and admired his canvas. Gerard was beautiful with a perfect pale back and his ass begged to be smacked. Frank usually went for instruments, but today he decided to use his hands. He stepped up and then laid his hand on Gerard's ass just to give him a warning squeeze. He then pulled his hand back and hit the taut flesh, watching it quiver for a moment and then stop. He did this again several times, alternating each cheek as well as the top and bottom of his flesh.

Gerard's breath hitched slightly with each strike, his eyes closing after the first one. He could feel his cock hard against his belly, trapped between his body and the cross, and he wanted friction, but Master Iero hadn't given him any sort of permission regarding that, so he kept as still as he could, and took the strikes.

"I want to show you something."

Frank took out his phone.

"Will you let me take a picture of you? Clack once for yes and twice for no. You will not be punished for saying no."

Gerard squeezed the clacker once.
Frank smiled. He took several pictures of his backside, capturing the redness on his skin. He then moved in front of the sub.

"Look how beautiful you are."

Gerard swallowed and opened his eyes, turning to look at Master Iero's cellphone screen...he didn't see beauty, he never had.

"You don't agree do you? In fact, you have never thought of yourself as beautiful, have you?"

Gerard frowned slightly, how did the Dom know that? He shook his head.

"Well I don't know whoever told you that, but they were wrong. You are beautiful, especially like this. Completely vulnerable. I could do anything to you right now and you trust me not to. That's where the true power of a sub comes from. That is what I am going to show you. Now look at this picture again and see what I do."

Gerard looked, but he still couldn't see it. He nodded slightly, pretending he did.
There was a sharp strike across Gerard's face.

"I don't like when you lie to me Gerard. It makes me sad which makes me angry and then I have to punish you."

Gerard swallowed, his eyes dropping to the floor.

"Now let's try this again. Can you see what I do?"

Gerard shook his head, eyes still down.

"I asked you a question."

Gerard sighed and looked up at the phone screen again. He turned his eyes to Master Iero and shook his head...he hated ball-gags sometimes.

"Gerard used the clacker. That is what it is there for. To answer yes and no questions."

Gerard breathed deep through his nose then squeezed the clacker twice.

"Good. Would you like to stop now?'

Gerard squeezed twice. He felt he needed more.

"Alright, let's turn you over then."

Frank undid the straps on Gerard's arms and legs and watched as he turned around. He strapped him back in again. Frank noted that his cock was hard and pressed against his stomach slightly. He ignored it and grabbed a wide strapped flogger.

"Close you eyes."

Frank watched as he did and then he struck Gerard's chest with the first blow.
Gerard jolted slightly, but stayed silent except for a hitch of breath.

Frank continued to mark the pale skin on this side a pretty rose color, He paid attention to hs chest, stomach, arms, and thighs changing directions, speeds and how heavy he brought the flogger down.

Gerard could feel his head getting a little light, but he didn't want it to stop. He breathed quickly through his nose.

Frank watched the new sub carefully for any signs of distress.

"Gerard...can you hear me?"

Gerard squeezed the clacker once, quietly.

"I think you have had enough. I am going to take the gag out first and then I want you to sing a nursery rhyme to me so that I know where your head is."

Gerard slowly opened his eyes a little, but they wouldn't stay that way and fluttered closed again. He tried to think of a nursery rhyme that he didn't only know the dirty version of.

Frank removed the gag and then slipped a straw between Gerard's stretched lips.
Gerard sucked on the straw, feeling cool water slip over his tongue and down his throat. After a moment, he let go, panting slightly.

"Okay, small deep breath and then recite."

Gerard took a breath...all he could recall was one of the dirty versions of Jack and Jill that Mikey had told him a couple of weeks back. He went with that, his voice slurring a little as he spoke.

"Jack an' Jill wen' up the hill,
so Jack could lick her candy,
but Jack got a shock,
an' a mouthful of cock,
cos Jill's real name is Randy."

Frank chuckled and saw the boy smile.

"Alright, at least I know you are still here."

He undid the man's bindings and caught him in his arms. He then carried him to the aftercare room. Frank wrapped Gerard in a warm blanket and pressed him to eat a few cookies and drink some juice before running his fingers through the sub's hair murmuring how good he did for him. Soon he was fast asleep and Frank was more satisfied than he had been in a long time.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So we've been getting requests for this second chapter to jump our writing queue, so it did, and here it is...hope you liked it?

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