So he had kept his body rigid,
barely breathing as the cool metal grazed up and down over his back from
shoulders to knees. It hadn’t taken long for him to completely relax and zone
out.
A short time later he opened
his eyes and sensed the other man’s presence. He drew in a deep cleansing
breath and grinned as he was pulled upward and into his Dom’s arms. Too weak to
do more than limply lean into the embrace, he murmured, “That was terrific. Too
bad it didn’t last longer.”
“Just how long do you think
it’s been?” The smile could be heard in the voice.
“I don’t know.” He shrugged.
“Fifteen or twenty minutes maybe.”
He felt the chuckle rumble up
from the chest beneath his head and heard, “It’s been over two hours since I
placed you on the table.”
Strong arms lifted and
carried him out of their small private dungeon and down the hall into the
master bedroom, gently depositing him on their large bed.
“Come, we’ll spend your
recovery time together.” He rolled over to cuddle against the man who made his
very existence worthwhile.
The End
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