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An Agile Man (Razor's Edge)

Author(s): Rayven Renshaw

Book Summary

Replying to a question seems such a simple thing -- especially when the one asking is a mysterious Master with deep blue eyes. But slaves aren't allowed to speak. Master knows that. Davin can only answer by demonstrating what he does best -- pleasing his Master. And there's another rule a slave must never break. Davin's definitely not allowed to fall in love with the man with the man behind the alabaster mask.
An Agile Man
Rayven Renshaw
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Copyright ©2012 Rayven Renshaw

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"Why are you letting a strange man put his dick in your mouth?"

Down on his knees, slave collar and lead around his neck, and said stranger's dick caught between his lips, Davin should have kept his concentration focused on the task at hand and not replied. He just knew he was going to the moment the question caused him to flick his gaze up the line of the stranger's perfect body to those bright blue eyes shining out from the slits of a carnival mask.

All patrons of Aphrodite's Temple wore alabaster masks. Those who offered themselves for use were another matter, as no one much cared about a slave's reputation.

The bright blue eyes did it. Davin's pale blue eyes garnered many compliments. The stranger's eyes were just as startling, but a much deeper, richer blue. Davin couldn't help but respond to them. He felt the need to say something, although slaves weren't permitted to speak in the communal areas, weren't allowed to talk in private unless their Master of the night permitted, or to use a safeword.

Davin pulled off, letting his master's cock slide from the warm cavern of his mouth. He didn't bother to lick his lips, knowing they surely glistened with his own saliva, betting the view would arouse the other man more. He felt certain of it as his master's gaze flicked down before meeting his eyes again.

Then he asked, "Why are you letting a strange man put your dick in his mouth?"

He braced for the sting of the strap, and sure enough... Ow! The thwack of the leather came down on his right buttock, just on the tender bit where the soft muscle met bone. Interestingly, the man whose dick he still held gazed across the top of Davin's body, doubtless looking at the man wielding the whip. Something in his mien said he wasn't happy.

Punishment completed, Davin finally swallowed, took a deep breath and went back to the cock in attendance, lavishing it with his tongue and lips. As the punisher moved on, apparently satisfied that Davin had returned to his job, the stranger spoke again. He talked quietly, although there was no real need. No rules existed against Masters talking to the slaves, although when they did it was usually to tell them do something harder or faster. Davin wouldn't have minded the man behind the mask telling him he was a sweet cocksucker, but he expected that no more than he anticipated an answer to his audacious question.

"I don't often attend, and when I do I normally choose a voyeuristic role."

Davin wanted to ask why, but his mouth was full. Besides, if he were caught speaking again, his punishment wouldn't be a mere crack with a strap. He'd be dragged off for a harder whipping -- one not intended for anyone's enjoyment -- if he weren't careful. Worse, it would likely end his encounter with the man who had beautiful eyes, a warm voice, a delightful body, and a very agreeable dick. Long, thick, tasting of clean skin and arousal with just a tang of pre-cum.

Davin swiped his tongue across the first clear drop, meeting the man's gaze as he did. Even behind that mask, he could see those deep blue eyes narrowing in concentration. When next the man spoke, his voice rasped.

"When I saw you, I wanted to do more than watch. I couldn't help myself."


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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 05748-01842
Genre: BDSM
Date Published: 05/08/2013
Publisher: Changeling Press

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