2. Ellison Arrives at Planet Key

Chapter Two

ELLISON ARRIVES AT PLANET KEY

E llison stood over the naked sub, admiring the pale, lean form. He had paid well for an early retirement home here in the city, for the opportunity to spend time with a sub, have all his desires catered to from the resort.

He’d worked for this his entire life, and now it was here.

The sub remained still, breathing slowly, evenly. His control was amazing.

He nodded and left the boy to his meditation. He would have the boy unpack for him, but until they had an arrangement, he would have patience.

As he reached the door, he heard a sound, and he turned back, seeing his sub sitting there, eyes open now, staring at him.

“Good afternoon.” His own voice surprised him.

The sub bowed over his folded legs. “Good afternoon, Master.”

“Mmm… very nice. Find a robe and come into the main room. We’ll chat.” He turned, not waiting to see whether the boy followed.

When he sat in the big easy chair, he discovered that the boy had indeed followed his instruction, wearing what looked like a silk robe in a dark blue, the boy came unerringly to his side and dropped to his knees by Ellison’s legs, head bowed, fingers laced together behind his back.

The boy was clean-shaven and had short brown hair, a well-formed body, well-kept too by the looks of it. Ellison guessed he was in his thirties.

He approved.

“You have my permission to speak freely. I am Master Ellison, and your name, boy?”

“I am Sage Fortenor, Master.”

“And why are you here, boy?” He was very eager to hear the answer to this question.

“I’m looking for a new master. Someone to care for, who would care for me.”

“I am searching for a long-term contract. We have been matched by the facility, and we have thirty days to see if we are, indeed, a match. Are you in agreement?”

Sage finally met his gaze. “Yes, Master, I am in agreement.”

“Excellent. I understand you’re well trained in service?” What lovely bright eyes.

“Yes, Master.” Sage had a lovely voice as well. Soothing, gentle. It felt good against his nerves.

“Good. Please take the afternoon to unpack and settle. I will take a caff at sunset. I watch the sunset every evening.” He was regular as clockwork, and he expected his sub to learn his needs.

“Yes, Master. Do you wish to watch the sunset on your own?”

“No, boy. No one should be denied that beauty. Tonight we will dine in. Order us something pleasant. My preferences are listed. Do you cook?”

“Yes, Master. I am quite adept in the kitchen and can follow recipes. And thank you for the opportunity to enjoy the sunset with you.”

“You’re welcome. Feel free to explore, hmm? Make yourself at home. If you get bored, I’ll set you to unpacking. I received a message saying my personal effects will arrive within the hour.”

“I will take care of them as soon as they get here. Do you have any preferences or needs for where things go?” Sage reeked of efficiency.

“Put them where you can find them.” He smiled. The boy would be busy dealing with the household in the beginning. “Your safeword, please?”

“Applesauce, Sir.”

That was interesting. He wondered if there was a story that went with it. Sage didn’t elaborate, though, and they weren’t close enough yet to ask.

“Applesauce. Excellent.” He leaned back in his chair. “I do not allow orgasms by your own hand. I do expect that you come to me when you find yourself in need. Do you require a cock cage?”

He made sure to keep his voice even, but he had to admit that he was eager to… help Sage out. The man was attractive and he was eager to see the sweet face desperate.

“No, Master, I have enough control not to come without your permission. Are there any other rules you’d like to share with me?”

“We’ll explore this together as our relationship develops.” For all they had been matched, they were still strangers.

Sage bowed his head slightly. “As you wish, Master.”

“I wish, boy. This evening, we’ll watch the psych vid together. Learn about each other.” The vid would read Sage’s responses and assist him in his domination.

“Yes, Master.”

There was a knock on the door, and Sage stood.

“That will be your things. I’ll take care of it.”

“Good boy. Thank you. If you need me, I’ll be setting up the media in the playroom.”

“Yes, Master.” Sage gave him a full bow this time, before heading for the door.

Pretty boy. He let himself admire, imagining the sweet boy over his bench.

Patience, he told himself.

Sage certainly hadn’t given anything away, such a calm surface.

He would break through it, though, and he would start tonight. He was looking forward to it. It was like a mystery and he was the detective.