(Liam's POV - Fri. 1 Nov. 2013)

"What are you doing up so early?" I ask as I see a sleepy Shannon come out of his bedroom and into the kitchen where I am having breakfast before I go get ready for work. It is not even 6:30 and not in Shan's habits to wake up so early.

"Hmm... Wanted to enjoy a real breakfast again... and see you one last time before you abandon me for the whole week-end..." he says accusingly, plopping down on a chair.

"I'm not abandoning you... I'm just going to spend the week-end at my boyfriend's place..." I sigh in defense.

"And you need to stay there the full week-end? You already see him all day long in the office!" he complains.

"I remind you that I haven't seen him since Tuesday morning..." I reply annoyingly. "And even when he isn't travelling, we don't spend the whole day together, we work... each in our own office. What were you thinking..." I add with a huff.

"I think that having a complete floor to yourselves must be quite... hot..." he hints now that he is fully awake, wriggling his eyebrows and bringing a big piece of bacon to his mouth with his fingers.

"You're so gross sometimes, Shan..." I scold him, for both his thoughts and manners.

"Come on, Li... From what you told me a few weeks ago, his office is huge and it has a big couch... I'm sure you've already had sex on this couch... admit it!" he chuckles.

"We never did..." I reply without hesitation and honestly since it's the truth, unless you consider inserting a plug in my butt on that couch was having sex. I don't tell him though that we did have sex in the bathroom on Monday and that we sucked each other off at his desk on Tuesday. Just the memory of these moments has me blushing and getting hard again.

"Yeah sure... that's why your face is all flushed when it's freaking cold in this kitchen... Whatever, you're still abandoning for the week-end."

"I'll be back on Sunday evening..." I say apologetically, feeling a bit guilty in the end.

"I'm just teasing you, Liam... I'm gonna go out on Saturday evening anyway... I desperately need to get laid. More than three weeks without sex... fuck I don't even know how I've managed that! I'm just being in two minds... just wondering if I should go for a vagina or an asshole..."

"Oh God... I'll let you dwell on your thoughts and go get ready..." I say, hurrying up to drop my dishes in the sink and then to the bathroom. "And I don't want the details on Sunday when I get back!!!!" I shout as I shut the door.

Once I have gotten dressed, I make sure that I haven't forgotten anything I need in my duffle bag for the week-end, including my plugs - I won't take the risk that Shannon searches for something in my room while I am away and discovers them - and quickly say goodbye to Shan who is already back in bed before I head outside. As I expected, Tony is standing outside the SUV in front of the building and holds the door open for me to get in. I don't even try to argue again, let him grab my bag and I hop in, mumbling a quick good morning. He has been doing that since Wednesday morning - driving me to and back from the office. When I found him there on Wednesday, I sighed and told him that it wasn't necessary because I don't mind taking the train to go to work, but damn... the man is almost as authoritative as his boss and his military appearance doesn't help... it was just useless arguing with him.

My first reaction was to cuss against Joshua because I thought that he was the one who ordered this, but when I got to speak to him later that morning and told him that he was going overboard to send me his personal driver, he just burst out laughing, saying that he hadn't asked Tony anything and that he definitely needed to consider a income raise for the man. In the end I was pissed off because Joshua clearly appreciated the gesture and I was sure to see Tony now each time he would be travelling. However much I complained about it every time we talked over the phone since Wednesday morning, Joshua brushed the subject away and eventually made it an order that I let myself be driven by Tony or any of his guys that he would send.

I don't even gain much time due to the heavy traffic in direction of the Loop, but I have to admit that, once ignoring Tony's smirks, the SUV is much more comfortable than the train. It allows me to fully relax and I could even extend my night there if needed. Despite Joshua's absence, the week has been quite busy and tiring but I got to do as much as I wanted to and I was able to take longer lunch times with Elena and a few other guys from Operations and IT. I also spoke quickly with Ally who explained that her baby has been transferred to another specialized hospital where he will get heart surgery in two weeks to reverse the arteries. She spends all her time there, making sure that everything goes well while they are monitoring Sun's health, but he seems to be in good hands and I can only pray that the intervention will go as planned.

Now I mostly long to be tonight and to get my man back. My man...? Wow... Where did that come from? This is the reality but I have never known myself to sound so possessive and clingy... I will put this on the account of his absence and the fact that I have been missing him. From the texts he has sent me since he left, I understand that tonight is going to be a long night and he said that I would be greatly rewarded if he sees that I have been a good boy. This expression always makes me smile and never misses to arouse me.

I have really been determined to please him so I have strived to achieve all my objectives over the past few days. I went out jogging on Wednesday evening, earning a taunt from Shannon when I asked - no... begged - him to go with me, but to my non-surprise he refused. Shannon has always hated running - and any form of work-out that doesn't imply the word sex. I also managed to use my plug for a couple of hours every evening without Shan noticing, and contrary to what Joshua said, it wasn't as easy as he thought. What with the damn thing teasing my insides each time I moved? Not mentioning yesterday evening when Shan had the great idea to drag me to the theaters just when I had put it on and I had to endure the thing for more than two hours! To say that I was quite distracted by the plug would be an understatement... I don't even know what the movie was about!

"I'll keep your bag in the trunk of the car, Mr. Reed," Tony says as he opens the back door for me. "And I'll meet you here at five this afternoon."

"Okay, thank you Tony. If you could please just stop calling me Mr. Reed, that would be great..." I beg with all my might.

"I'll see what I can do... Liam," he replies, smiling warmly.

With that, I turn around and head back to Washington Street. The only compromise I managed to negotiate with both Tony and Joshua was that he drops me off and picks me up on North Canal Street, which is perpendicular to Washington Street. Joshua was a bit reluctant first but then I argued that it would avoid people gossiping about me being driven around by the boss's personal chauffeur. If I was to be seen hopping in or out of his car, people would certainly start raising questions about us and he eventually admitted that it was a good idea.

The morning goes rather slowly and at noon sharp I take the lift to go down to the 17th floor to meet Elena. The cage first stops on the 19th so I move to the side to let Dominic, the Accounts Payables Manager with whom I worked a little in August, get in. He doesn't even reply to the good morning I tell him and throws me a scornful look. I ignore him, telling myself that I am paranoid and that he may not have heard me, but I'm pretty sure that I hear a "fag" when the doors of the elevator shut close after I get out on the 17th.

I don't dwell too much on these thoughts as Elena walks out of her office at the same moment. Since it's early enough, we enjoy a rather quiet lunch on the first floor, talking about plans for the week-end. Well I mostly listen to her since I can't tell her about my plans, but we have a good time and it is past one in the afternoon when we clear our table and head back to the lift.

"Mr. Pierce should be travelling more often," she whispers to me with a chuckle as the doors open. "At least you get more time for your lunch breaks!"

"Oh he never said that I had to shorten my breaks when he's here, but there's just always more to do when he's around..." I reply with a chuckle.

"Okay then... but don't let him scare you, Liam. I know that you already do many more hours than you should, and if he loads you with too much, just let me know and maybe Connie can talk to him... You're an intern, not like Ally, so he should take it easy with you..." she says firmly, which makes me chuckle because she has no idea that her words hold a double meaning to me.

"Don't worry, everything's fine," I reassure her as we reach her floor. "Have a good week-end Elena!"

"You too buddy! See you on Monday!"

The rest of the afternoon goes smoothly and soon enough, it is time for me to pack and meet Tony outside. Loyal and reliable, I find him waiting exactly where he dropped me off this morning, holding the back seat door open for me. However, rather than hopping in, I try to bypass him and head for the passenger door behind him.

"Hi Tony, can I sit at the front?" I ask right away but he takes a step back, blocking me access to the handle of the passenger door.

"Good evening, Liam. No you can't," he says, frowning and gesturing for me to get in at the back.

"Why...? I don't like being at the back..." I complain.

"Some things just are. This just is. Now please get in," he orders firmly. I sigh and eventually cooperate. "Seatbelt, please," he says as he settles behind the steering wheel and I buckle up with another sigh. "Would you like some music on?"

"No thank you," I reply sulkily. After only five minutes, I already regret I said no because the ride is awfully silent, but I turn my look to the window and watch the landscape file past in the darkening night, wondering what Joshua has planned for tonight. For sure it will take place in the playroom but I try to imagine what instrument he is going to use this time. I have only tried the cross until now and there are so many more to test. The traffic is pretty heavy and it is nearly six when we make it to Joshua's house. "Thank you Tony and... have a good week-end!" I say as I get out of the car, my mood smoothened by my horny thoughts.

"You're welcome and have a good week-end too," he replies with a warm smile. I swiftly climb up the stoop stairs just as the front door opens on Liz.

"Good evening, Liam, did you have a good week?" she cheers, grabbing my coat and jacket to hang them in the closet. Jeez... I feel like a person on benefits...

"Good evening, Liz... yes thanks, and you?"

"Quiet... very quiet... it's always quiet when Mr. Pierce is travelling," she complains as she leads me to the kitchen. "Dinner is ready! I hope you like lasagna?"

"Yes, I love them... thanks... Can I help with anything?"

"No... just sit down and I'll bring you your food," she orders me. What's with all these people bossing me around? "Here you go, enjoy!" she says as she puts a huge plate of lasagna and lettuce on the counter.

"That's a lot..." I whisper, but my stomach growls at the delicious smell.

"That'll be good for you," she replies in a motherly tone. It suddenly strikes me that she must have seen a lot of people coming here... people like me... Submissives... and I wonder what she thinks about the whole situation. She obviously knows a lot, living here in the little house at the end of the backyard, but it doesn't mean that she approves of it. Does she always treat all of Joshua's Subs likewise? Does she know about the playroom upstairs? I guess so... oh my God... Is she the one cleaning it? The whole house always looks so clean, so I assume she does, but damn... this is embarrassing... "Is something wrong? Does it taste bad?" she asks, her voice full of concern, and I realize that I have been holding my fork mid-course to my mouth.

"No... it's really good... I just got lost in my thoughts..." I reply probably blushing again. I quietly resume my dinner while she cleans the kitchen. Once I have emptied my plate, I step down from my stool and take the dishes to the dishwasher.

"Leave it, Liam, I can do this," she says.

"That's fine... I'll do it..."

"Thank you, you're such a sweet heart," she comments very kindly.

"Oh... this is only normal... I guess you already have a lot to do in this huge house..."

"I do, but this is my job," she chuckles. "And I like it. Well, I think I am done here... Do you need anything before I go back home?"

"Hmm... no thank you, I'm good..."

"If you need anything, you can just call me and you know our house is just at the back of the garden behind the trees, right? The phone number is on the console in the entrance hall, so feel free to call me if you need anything," she assures me again.

"I'll be fine, thank you Liz."

"Have a good evening and a good week-end then," she says, brushing her hand on my arm.

"Thanks, you too."

With that, she heads out and I am left here all alone in this huge mansion. It is barely seven and I still have four hours before Joshua comes back so I decide to make another tour of the house. I first go down to the basement which is the entertainment floor with the media room, the ball room, the play room - the one that has the billiard table and such - and the gym. I groan at the thought that I have a workout session scheduled tomorrow late morning with Jason the coach. I can't say that I am looking forward to this, at least not as much as to go back to the club in the evening... I am curious to find out how things will go there and i am also surprisingly eager to meet Jeremy again since we both exchanged a few texts over the week.

I head back up and finally settle down in the huge family room trying to figure out how to turn the TV on. For a good hour, I flip through channels but don't find anything interesting so I eventually turn the TV and the lights off and make my way upstairs, carrying my duffle bag. I go to drop it in the guest bedroom that Joshua assigned to me.

I didn't bring much since there is everything I need here already, but I pull out the plugs, chuckling at the idea that just popped in my head. Joshua said he wanted me to be a good boy... so be I.  It is just after eight and maybe too early to prep but I grab a pair of sweat pants and Size-Two, then rush to his bedroom, glad to see that all the shutters are already down, and walk into the bathroom. I stop by the toilets and then take a quick shower, though not that quick since I take the time to shave - at least I won't have to do that later tonight - and finish to clean myself inside out. Once I have found the lub, I coat some on Size-Two and relax as much as I can, kneeling on the floor, before I bring it to my entrance and slowly slip it in. The reaction is immediate and I watch my penis swell a little.

Shaking a little, I get up and put on the sweat pants, feeling the plug twitch inside as I move. I hope that Joshua will appreciate that I am prepped in this sense as well, though I have a feeling that he pretty much likes to play with his fingers too... However, remembering how horny he sounded yesterday evening on the phone, I believe that some more preparation won't be anything too fancy as I expect him to be quite rough after three days of abstinence. As I walk back to the bedroom, I hear the beautiful and comfortable bed calling me, but I'm afraid to fall asleep, so instead I get out and face the playroom door. My fingers hover over the handle for a long moment before they finally squeeze it and push the door open.

I turn on the lights and leave the door slightly open before I turn around and take in the sight. I smile at the first impression I got when Joshua showed me the room for the first time. All these instruments scared me a little at that moment but now they only enhance my arousal. For a few minutes I scan the whole room then make my way to the chest of drawers on my right and open them, one after the other, blushing more and more as I discover what they contain. I continue further right under the railing and look at the rack on the wall... floggers, paddles, crops and a few canes. I grab a thin one that seems to be made of rattan. I softly whip it to my left fingers and... jeeez! That stings!! I put it back into place and look at all the shackles and restraints hanging there too. I can already picture myself as in one of those photos I saw on internet and I feel my cock twitch... It might not have been a good idea to come here.

However, the room impels me stay and I just oblige, now running my finger along the leather-padded cross, remembering the two times I was tied up there. I should really get out of here, feeling my cock strain against the fabric of my pants, but my eyes suddenly focus on another piece of furniture that we haven't tried yet. It looks like a bench or something, except that there's a higher piece in the middle, and both sides are split in the middle length. I go to one extremity and pull on both sides, spreading them apart. The thing seems quite solid but I gently rest my knee on each side, noticing the restraints at ankle and calf levels. The upper part of the bench, which is a padded square of about 15 cm long, reaches just beneath my groin and, bending over, I reach to lay my hands on the other extremity of the bench, seeing more restraints there. Oh God... I'd love to try that thing this week-end... It looks fun and great and... argh.... My cock has started to leak now and it's getting a bit painful now.

I lean back up to sit on my heels and pull on the waistband of my pants... I'm so hard... It can't be later than nine and Joshua won't be back for another couple of hours... How would he know if I did... masturbate? Damn... I've never done that before... I should be able to wait for two more hours, shouldn't I? I know the rule of not touching and I have never infringed before, but... With my left hand, I hold the waistband below my balls while the fingers of my right hand go to brush the soft skin of my hard member and when they reach the head area, I hiss at how sensitive it is. Biting my lips, I tentatively wrap my fingers around the girth...

Last week-end, I saw how I can get hard again even after I just had sex, so that shouldn't prevent another erection... If that's the case, how would Joshua know that I did it? I will make sure to remove all incriminating traces and that should be easy... some paper tissue and shoo! In the pan and flushed! Easy!! My head jerks backward, eyes closed and I exhale a long moan as my hand begins stroking my cock... It feels so good... Why the hell didn't I ever do that when I was a teenager? I must have missed a ton of experiences back then...

"Hum... hum..." a voice suddenly echoes in the room, making me freeze in my moves.

Oh shit...

Published on 29 Sept 2016

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The picture above is a representation of how I imagined the first floor of the house. The room I marked as Shan's is the one where he stayed after he got drunk the first time they went to the Black Moon.

Sorry again for the late publishing this week, and thank you all for reading this story!