Chapter 7

Luca's bed was comfortable in the way that Tommy imagined a bed in a five-star hotel would be. It was big, like seriously big. The mattress was firm but had just the right amount of spring in it. And Tommy could tell that the covers were made from the finest materials. All in all, it was the perfect bed to nap in.

The spanking had been an intense experience.

There was something so magical about being put across the lap of a man who really knew what he was doing with his spanking hand. Luca's grip was firm, and his spanks were hard and landed with a crisp accuracy that Tommy knew wasn't as easy to achieve as many might imagine.

Oh, and the spanks hurt too.

But Tommy loved the way that after the punishment was over, it was clear that Luca only had his best interests at heart. Actually, the way that Luca had checked in half-way through the spanking was great too. Tommy appreciated Luca's attention to detail and the fact that the spanking was given with the best intentions at heart.

It hadn't been a punishment to inflict pain or to humiliate Tommy, it had been a necessary lesson in discipline that Tommy could see that he needed.

Tommy knew full well that Luca had done plenty of bad things in his life. It was all part of the Mafia lifestyle, a total occupational hazard. It may even have been the case that Luca enjoyed what he did in his professional life.

That was still a scary thought for Tommy, but it didn't seem to matter too much. When Tommy was in Luca's company, he felt safe and secure, and none more so than when he was across Luca's lap and having his bottom warmed up something toasty.

As Tommy woke up from his long, super-cozy nap, he sat up in the bed and looked around Luca's room.

‘Luca's… seriously rich,' Tommy said, somewhat in awe. ‘I don't know much about the high life, but these paintings…'

Tommy cast his eyes over the various paintings that hung from the walls. Rich in detail and framed in classy, ornate golden frames, the paintings were spellbinding.

‘Some of these are… wild,' Tommy said, blushing a little as he took in the images of naked men wrapped up in one another's bodies. ‘I think I'd struggle to control myself seeing these men every night at bedtime…'

Tommy recalled the sensation of lying across Luca's lap and the feeling of Luca's big bulge digging into his tummy. Tommy giggled at the thought of it, and couldn't help but wonder exactly what Luca's cock would feel like, free from his pants…

No, stop thinking about it!

This is a professional arrangement.

No sex. No… naughtiness. No…

With his mind raging with possibilities and very much fighting a losing battle when it came to imagining all the things he and Luca could do to one another, Tommy decided that the best option was to hop up and out of bed and find Luca.

After putting his pajama bottoms on, Tommy wandered out of the bedroom and in search of Luca. The apartment was bigger than Tommy had previously realized. Despite having run excitedly around it on arrival, it seemed that Tommy had in fact missed a couple of side corridors and there was even a large room with nothing but a grand piano in it.

‘Art, a grand piano… spankings… and guns and murder,' Tommy said, whispering the words to himself. ‘Who is this guy? Beats me.'

Tommy skipped across the floor and walked into the central lobby area of the apartment. There was a handwritten note on the shiny, deep mahogany desk…

LUCA: Gone out to pick some necessary items up. Back soon. Make yourself at home boy. But be careful around the vases… ;)

It was a thrill for Tommy to see Luca describe himself like that. Even though Tommy had called Luca Master before his nap, it still felt very new and unusual.

Is he really my Dom?

I don't know if I'm ready…

But somehow it just feels right.

Tommy put the note back down on the desk and decided it was time for a nice, steaming hot shower.

As he walked into the main bathroom and took his pajama bottoms off, Tommy saw that his cock was still a little bit hard. Not exactly a full-on raging erection, but not totally soft either. It must have been the simple fact of being alone and barely dressed in Luca's apartment that was doing it, because the underlying feeling of being turned on simply wasn't going anywhere.

The sensible option at this point might have been to have an icy cold shower, but Tommy decided he wanted to try another approach…

‘Let's get all steamy, shall we,' Tommy giggled as he turned the shower onto max heat and power and watched as the shower unit filled with a thick steam.

As Tommy opened the door and stepped into the shower unit, his mind began to swirl with thoughts of Luca wearing nothing but his tiny MMA shorts.

The pair of them had discussed hobbies when they were at Mini's Bistro, and from the second that Luca had mentioned his, Tommy's mind had been aflame with thoughts of Luca in a variety of combat and wrestling sportswear.

As the hot water cascaded over Tommy, he felt his cock rise and begin to ache with desire. Tommy began to run his hands down the front of his wet body and toward his erect dick.

As Tommy grabbed his shaft, he imagined how it would feel for Luca's hands to be all over him, squeezing and pulling, giving pleasure in a way that only a big, stern Dom could.

We may not be together like that.

But that doesn't mean I can't imagine what it would be like.

There are definitely no rules forbidding that…

Tommy gasped as he began to work his cock harder and build into a perfect rhythm. Before long, Tommy closed his eyes and felt nothing but pleasure in the steamiest shower he had probably ever taken…

The shower may have turned into something altogether hotter than Tommy had imagined, but after washing himself clean and drying his body with one of the many perfectly folded fluffy white towels on offer, Tommy was feeling fresh and chilled out.

The only question was what was taking Luca so long?

Tommy got himself changed into some fresh clothes and decided he would make the most of his time alone and check out the impressive cinema-style projector in Luca's living space.

‘I could watch cartoons… or I could try something more Luca-style,' Tommy giggled, using the TV remote to scroll through the countless options.

In the end, Tommy settled upon a gangster series. It was one of these new big-budget series that had it all. Action, hot guys, and lots of twists and turns.

‘What's not to love!' Tommy giggled, snuggling up on the large couch and watching in awe as the series immediately dropped Tommy into a world of extreme violence and drama. ‘This looks like it might be a bit scary. But I can handle it…'

As the first episode continued at a relentless pace, Tommy suddenly found himself getting more and more scared. He knew he shouldn't be watching a show like this, especially alone. There was something too close to his current reality about it for Tommy to deal with and before long he was regretting even putting it on.

I should turn this off.

But… it's still kinda fun.

Even if it could give me nightmares.

As the first episode ended and the second episode automatically started playing, Tommy began to have thoughts about Xane. There were baddies in the show just like him. They were mean, ruthless, and didn't care about hurting anyone if it meant they got what they wanted.

All of a sudden, Tommy was feeling panicky about his situation with Xane. But not only that, Tommy was thinking about Luca too. Tommy didn't know whether Luca knew exactly how horrible Xane was, and the thought of Luca getting hurt too was difficult for Tommy to handle.

The second episode opened with a gruesome murder scene, and Tommy nearly jumped out of his seat as he grabbed a big cushion and attempted to hide behind it.

Tommy jumped again as he heard the sound of heavy bags hitting the floor. He turned around from the couch and saw Luca there. And Luca did not look happy. In fact, the gruff Dom did not look happy at all.

‘What the hell is going on here?' Luca said, his voice full of impatience. ‘You shouldn't be watching this kind of thing alone. It's not suitable for boys to watch without their Masters. And I know that you know that too, judging by your reaction.'

Tommy didn't know what to say.

Tommy could see that the shopping bags were full of what appeared to be sub supplies – kinky toys, clothes, and some sexy food choices too.

‘Are they… for me?' Tommy said, his voice full of hope, his heart warmed by how sweet Luca was underneath his deadly persona.

‘They are,' Luca replied. ‘But we need to get some important issues ironed out first. I didn't mean to sound so angry about the gangster series. But my point was correct, you shouldn't be watching this kind of thing without checking with me. I'd be saying that even if it wasn't for your current problems too. Am I understood?'

‘Yes, Master,' Tommy nodded, knowing full well that Luca was right. ‘I'm sorry. I messed up, I know I did. If I want to watch something a bit scary, I'll ask and watch with you instead.'

‘Don't worry about it,' Luca replied. ‘We all get things wrong. Me included. Now, get that butt off the couch and come here.'

With that, Tommy sprung up off the couch and ran into Luca's warm embrace. Tommy immediately felt the warmth of his Master's embrace and it felt good. Suddenly, all thoughts of violent TV dramas and Xane Troppo were out of his mind… but Tommy still knew that Luca couldn't cuddle him forever…