9. Chapter 9

Chapter nine

Montgomery "Monty" William-Price

M ontgomery "Monty" William Price was sitting on his patio reading the sales report on his tablet as he enjoyed a cup of coffee and breakfast. He looked up briefly at the security detail that was sprinkled throughout his property, men and women in suits and shades. All of them were armed and professionally trained. He'd seen them sparring with each other one day and was impressed. They weren't like the henchmen he'd seen in action movies. He knew every person present could kill if need be. He also knew they weren't just here to protect Ren, but him as well. The Jade Dragon Triad also considered him to be an asset, Li Mujin had told him as much a few weeks ago.

He shifted his gaze when he saw Ren approaching him dressed in his school t-shirt and jeans. He hadn't fucked the boy since the night he'd let him suck his cock and knew his husband was probably on the verge of madness. Instead, they spent time talking, getting to know each other on a deeper level. For instance, he learned that his husband was a huge fan of Kdramas and anime and Ren discovered that Monty enjoyed smoking weed and watching anime as well.

It was time to advance to a new level of his training. He looked at the ornate box that also sat on the table, and smiled to himself. He'd been taking the training easy on Ren since his husband was new to the life as far as he could tell. He continued to read over his reports as Ren sat down.

"Hi, sir," Ren said as he began to make himself comfortable.

"Did I give you permission to sit?" Monty asked, his eyes never leaving the screen of his tablet.

Ren pouted but rose. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Kneel at my side," Monty commanded.

"On the hard concrete?" Ren whined.

Monty looked up from his screen to his husband. "I don't like repeating myself."

Ren's pout deepened, but he did as he was commanded and knelt, head bowed.

Monty reached across the table and brought Ren's plate closer to him. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes, sir."

"Open your mouth."

Ren's head shot up. "You're going to feed me like some dog?"

Monty smirked. "I see you still haven't accepted your place as my sub. Either you eat from my hand or not at all."

"But I'm so hungry," Ren whined, his shoulders slouching. "I mean, I kind of like the idea of you feeding me, but do I have to be kneeling?"

"You've earned yourself three punishments thus far. The more you protest, the more severe your punishment," Monty warned.

Ren rolled his eyes.

"Four punishments."

Ren sucked his teeth.

"Five punishments."

Ren huffed. "I'm sorry," he said, but without sincerity.

"Six punishments," Monty counted off.

"No, no, no, please, please, I'm really sorry, sir," Ren begged as he gripped Monty's knee and looked up at his husband with pleading eyes.

"Your breakfast is getting cold," Monty said and he expected obedience.

Ren sighed but opened his mouth.

Monty broke off a piece of the bacon and fed it to him. Ren ate it and Monty smiled. "Good boy."

Ren frowned and removed his hands from Monty's knee. Did he really want to be treated like this? He knew he wanted to be debased and dominated in bed, but shit, he had yet to feel his husband's cock inside his tight hole. They'd been married for a month and as far as he was concerned, they hadn't consummated their marriage. He wondered why Monty was being so damn stubborn. He'd woken up on more than one occasion to see that the Dom was hard in his sleep. Oh, how he wanted to climb on top and ride. If this dry spell continued, he might just have to take liberties.

"What are you thinking?" Monty asked him as he continued to feed him.

Ren swallowed the egg and then answered. "Why you haven't fucked me yet, sir," he said honestly.

Monty's expression didn't change, it remained unreadable. "I will use your body when I choose."

"So, you're telling me you're not horny?" Ren asked.

"Seven punishments."

"Why?"

"Eight."

"Fuck!" Ren cursed.

Monty laughed. "Nine." He took hold of Ren's angular chin and lifted his face up to him. "Do you know why?"

"No, sir."

"Ahhh, see, that part. You spoke to me informally and whenever that happens, you will be punished. It's disrespectful to talk to me as if we're on the same level. You belong to me and you will know your place," Monty said.

Oh god, being spoken to like that got Ren's cock revved to go. His asshole clenched and unclenched with each syllable uttered in that sexy British accent. "I'm sorry, sir," Ren said, finally understanding. Now, he wondered what kind of punishment he'd earned.

Monty released his chin and gave him the last piece of bacon with the last scoop of egg. Ren opened his mouth and took the offering to his pleasure. Slowly, his sub was learning.

"Do we need to sign a contract, sir?" Ren asked.

Monty shook his head. "I don't do contracts."

"And you've also never had a sub before, right, sir?" Ren was proud to be Monty's first.

Monty studied him for a few seconds before answering. The boy was sinfully beautiful, and more than once, he thought about sliding his cock into that tight little ass in the middle of the night and taking his claim. But when he fucked his sub and husband for the first time, he would be looking down into his face to watch the pleasure take hold. For now, he would reward himself.

"Rise," Monty commanded.

Ren climbed to his feet and shook his legs out to get the blood circulating again.

Monty looked at his watch and then up at Ren. "When do you need to go to school?"

"I've got time, sir."

"Is that so?" Monty asked as he began to undo Ren's pants.

Ren's breathing hitched as his mind filled with images of Monty taking his cock into his mouth and sending him off to heaven. "Yes, sir," he said, his vision glazing over in anticipation.

Monty looked at one of the guards, who quickly averted their gaze. He was no stranger to fucking in public. In fact, he got off on it. There were times when he wanted to fuck privately too, but for now, he felt it was important for the triad's guards to see who was in control. He pulled Ren's erection free and looked down at it. Ahh, it was a pretty one, uncut too. He looked back up at Ren.

"Keep your eyes on me the entire time," he ordered.

"Ye-yes, sir," Ren stammered.

Monty smiled, because he wondered if anyone else had ever made the little triad brat flustered. Ren was someone who could order a person's death if he so wished it, and he was used to having power. So, that was why Monty had to be strict with his boy to get him to submit that power to him. He didn't expect Ren to be submissive to anyone else, in fact, he'd refuse him to be. Only he owned Ren's submission.

He began to stroke Ren, rubbing his thumb over Ren' s sensitive head and foreskin. He kept his eyes on Ren's face because he relished seeing the pleasure in his eyes. That also belonged to him. He worked Ren's balls in his palm and fingers making his boy whimper and twitch.

"Don't hold back. I want to hear those sounds you're trying to muffle," Monty said. He noted how red Ren's face had become and wondered if the boy had ever been fucked in public. He sure put on a good game before if this was his first time. "Have you ever been fucked publicly before?" he decided to ask.

"No, no, sir," Ren panted, then moaned from the ecstasy Monty was finally giving him.

"Are you embarrassed?"

"No, sir."

"Don't lie."

"Yes, sir."

"I see," Monty purred, the sound rolling through his chest made his words even more alluring to Ren's ears.

"Sir... I'm going to cum," Ren said.

"Oooh, that sounds like you're telling me and not asking my permission."

Ren stiffened. "Can—can I cum, sir, please?" Oh god, he was so close and didn't know if he could hold back.

Monty knew it was what his boy needed. But more importantly, it was what he wanted for Ren.

"I want you to cum, Ren. Do it now," Monty commanded, then jerked Ren and, as he did, he brought his coffee mug toward Ren's cock.

"Oh fuck!" Ren gasped, because he could only imagine the next scene and it was the kinkiest shit he'd ever experienced. He was loud, his back bowing as he jerked during his orgasm. His face was a total mask of pleasure as he gazed down at his husband, who collected every drop of his creamy spunk inside his coffee mug. Ren saw the whiteness splashing and swirling on the surface and couldn't believe he'd just nutted into a man's coffee. "Ah, shit," he said as Monty milked the last of it from his slit, then wiped the head of his cock on the rim of his mug.

"Very good," Money said, then released Ren's cock to pick up his spoon, to which he stirred his coffee. He looked up at Ren as he brought the mug to his lips and drank.

"Oh my god!" Ren gasped. Never in his life had anyone done anything remotely like that with him. His husband had already sent him spiraling in such a short time. That was the best orgasm he'd had to date and he couldn't wait for more. He licked his lips as he watched Monty's throat bob with each swallow of his cum-filled coffee and he took pleasure in seeing his man drink his spunk. God, he could cum again.

Monty finished his morning beverage treat, then placed his mug down. Next, he opened the box that had been sitting on the table. "This is for you."

"What is it, sir?" Ren asked as he watched Monty pull back the cloth hiding whatever was inside.

Monty pulled the black box free from the other box, then opened it and revealed a cock cage with lock and key. "I've caught you stealing orgasms I haven't granted you. Did you think your cock still belonged to you?"

Ren's eyes widened, because he didn't know Monty knew about his jerk-off sessions. "I... I... thought—"

"No, you were mistaken. Your body belongs to me. You will wear this cock cage for nine days," Monty said as he placed the contraption on Ren's cock.

"Nine days?"

"Now it's ten."

"Fuck—no, please, don't make it eleven, sir. I didn't mean that," Ren begged.

He's learning, Monty thought. "Because you realized your mistake, I'll only keep it on for ten days." Monty locked it in place.

Ren's shoulders slumped a little. "How will I pee, sir?"

Monty lifted the cage so that Ren could see his cock inside of it. "As you can see, it's aligned with your cock. You won't have any problems. I had this made to your specifications."

Ren remained silent, because what he wanted to do was complain, but that would only get him into more trouble. "Yes, sir," he said instead of fuck you.

Monty reached back into the wood box and pulled out another box, this one was longer, but just as fancy. He rose and opened the box to reveal a velvet collar with his initials dangling from it in white gold and diamonds for each period. "This marks you as mine and you are never to take it off, do you understand?"

Ren's heart skipped beats as Monty began to put the collar around his neck. He was finally being claimed officially by Master Ellis. Oh, how he wanted to go back to the Scarlet Letter and show it off to those other stupid subs. "Yes, sir," he said with a lot of excitement.

Monty chuckled at the boy's enthusiasm, which was good. All subs should be thrilled to receive a claiming from their Doms. Once again, he checked his watch. "I've got to go."

"Oh, sir... what about when I take showers? "

"That is the only time you're allowed to remove it. But you are to put it back on immediately after you finish drying."

"Yes, sir." Not a problem for Ren. He thought it was beautiful and wanted to show it off anyway. Other subs got those silly leather collars. Not him, his was expensive, proving that he was worth every penny and that his man, his Dom... his husband had taste and valued him.

Monty picked up his tablet. "When I get home, you are to be wearing only your collar and cock cage, understood?"

"Yes, sir." Ren nodded.

"Good. Be a good boy at school," Monty said, then kissed Ren's forehead before leaving.

That went better than he was expecting, and that pleased Monty.