Debt and Ownership

Chapter Content Disclaimer: Oral and HJ, and some Het intercourse (sorry but I make up for it I swear)
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Mason returned to the apartment after having been gone for three weeks. He had wanted to stay and watch his new pet’s progress but business had to be dealt with and the boy was left behind only three days into his first year of service. Mason strolled into the apartment. It looked the same as it always did. The dawn would rise in a few hours. Mason strolled to the bedroom and chuckled as he saw the boy when he turned down the hall. He hadn’t given the boy the spare room before he’d left. It pleased him to think that regardless of his presence Enders had slept at his door willingly. After all there was a couch in the living room and Mason wasn’t scheduled to return until next week so the boy could have gotten away with it. The boy looked almost like he was a present set at his door. The expensive charcoal suit fit him well but was slightly wrinkled from his current place of rest. His thoughts were cut short though when startlingly blue eyes opened.

Jake immediately sat up as Mason strolled down the hall. He hadn’t heard him come in. For a moment they locked eyes and Jake ran a hand nervously through his now slightly above shoulder length hair. Jake wanted to cut it but Obi warned him that he hadn’t been told to so it was probably a better bet for him to leave it. Despite his original hatred for the man Obi had turned out to be a good friend. Obi was the only enforcer that stayed behind when Mason had mysteriously left so the two of them trained together for long hours every morning. The training no longer seemed grueling and his body was already more toned and muscular. He had probably gained a good twenty pounds simply from being able to eat regularly. He blinked at the sight of Mason, curious if it was a dream.

Mason simply walked past his pet scuffling Jake’s hair as he moved through the door.

Jake’s eyes widened at the gesture. Mason had taught him to expect only cruelty at his hands. A few minutes ticked by and the silence ate away at the night. He closed his eyes, leaved back up against the wall and fell asleep.

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The sound of his watch beeping its alarm was his wake up call. He groaned at the familiar discomfort of waking up after sleeping against a wall all night. He walked downstairs to the gym and used the showers and locker room to prepare for the day. It was near six thirty when he climbed back up the stairs and entered the kitchen. The second and third day of his service to Mason had gone smoothly. The man was out the door usually by eight and away for most of the day until the evening. He hoped that the pattern would continue now that he was back in town. At least that way he was free to roam the apartment and gym without worrying about Mason’s wrath. Jake pulled out a grape fruit from the refrigerator. He couldn’t eat any proteins or starches in the mornings or he found he felt ill all day so an orange or a grapefruit in the morning were the most that he could muster. At six fifty he headed back to the door and sat. The second day he was in service to Mason he had stood waiting. Mason had ordered him on his knees and made him beg forgiveness before he kicked the shit out of him. Since that time he followed Mason’s orders to the letter: sleeping at the door every night even when Mason wasn’t there. At seven he sat at the door every morning during Mason’s absence until eight when he was required to run the gauntlet.

Mason exited his room and was pleased to find Jake Enders sitting there complacently. “Stand up.”

Jake rose to his feet expecting the worst.

Mason reached out to touch Jake and watched as Jake flinched at the sudden movement. Mason’s hand smacked Jake across the face instantly. “I’ll forgive that this one time because you’ve been such a good little boy, but make one more move that I don’t command of you and you will regret it.”

“Yes sir.” Jake stood, his jaw clenched expecting a sudden move and a flash of pain, but nothing happened. For a moment they just stood there.

Mason reached out to touch the boy again. He expected him to flinch again, but instead he stood perfectly still. He could feel the tension rolling off his pet, but he stayed in place, not a single muscle moved. Mason collected a few strands of Jake’s hair in his hands and was surprised to find it soft and supple under his fingertips.

Jake watched as something flickered through Mason’s eyes that he couldn’t interpret. Only an inch or two shorter than the man in front of him, Jake couldn’t avoid looking into Masons eyes without moving. Mason turned and took a few steps down the hall.

“Follow.”

Jake followed Mason and watched complacently from the door way as Mason sat down at the dining room table. Soon Mason’s customary meal was delivered and he stood in silence as Mason ate. He then was told to follow again as mason headed to the gym. Obi, Leon and Marcus were waiting in the gym for Jake to begin the morning’s exercise.

“Everyone but Jake out.”

Obi lifted an eyebrow but said nothing and the three men left. Jake was curious but knew better than to ask.

“Today you run the gauntlet with me.”

Jake followed the older man to the locker room and changed. They began this morning’s work out, but what had once been difficult now seemed easy as familiar muscles stretched and rejoiced at the work out. Jake said nothing just watched from the corner of his eyes as he instinctively fell in step with Mason’s pace.

As Mason began to run so did he, his body keeping rhythm beside the other man. As the hour passed he opened his mouth but kept silent, remembering questions weren’t tolerated. The two kept pace. Mason sped up. Jake obeyed the unspoken command and stepped up the pace. His pulse was beating in his ear. He was tiring but would never admit it. He had the sudden feeling that he was being watched and from the corner of his eye he saw Mason staring at him, that unfamiliar look in his eyes.

Mason slowed down and Jake matched the pace until at last Mason stopped the treadmill and headed toward the sparring mat. He was pleased to see that Jake instinctively followed never once questioning the breach of practice or the elongated run. He had simply wanted to test the other mans ability to comply but found himself intrigued as to the boys progress over the last month.

Jake followed Mason to the mat and the two began to circle one another. For a moment he saw Mason’s muscles tense and before he could think Mason was raining down on him a serious of punches and kicks that hurt to block with a fury of pain that bolted through him. Jake didn’t go down instead he retaliated tackling the man to the ground and laying his own punishment. He used his legs to pin and the straddle the other man, working his body. Even as Mason rolled him over he fought and punched and bucked beneath the other man until he found himself on the ground, his thighs were pinned beneath the other man’s knees, his wrists painfully wrenched up and back making his shoulder blades ache. He panted against the mat furiously.

“You’ve improved significantly.” Mason said nothing else. He just got up and headed to the showers.

Jake followed. He would have bruises from the forces of Mason’s blows. He could feel them already.

The two men entered the apartment and Jake customarily followed Mason toward his usual place of rest. Mason this time entered the room but left the door open.

“Come into the room.”

Jake said nothing but entered the large bedroom. There was a huge television against one wall in front of a couch. Behind the couch, about six feet away was an orgy sized bed. To the right was a bathroom that stretched out covered in Italian marble.

“Sit.” Mason pointed to the couched and rounded the small bar that stood in the left hand side of the room by the large windows.

Jake sat on the couch and waited. He stated down at his dark navy pants and said nothing.

“In a few minutes a woman will be arriving in this room. I will be indisposed while she is here. You will be guarding me during that time. You will always have your eyes on her always. Period. No matter what transpires.”

Jake nodded.

Hours passed on slowly and Jake was bored with nothing to do but watch Mason go over paperwork at the small coffee table. There was a knock at the door before Obi escorted a redhead into the room. Mason waved him off. Jake stood at the door where Mason had ordered him and just watched.

“Really Valda, you would think you would trust me by now.” The woman pouted seductively and shrugged off her shawl revealing the top of a gorgeous blue satin dress. It clung to her like a second skin. “Then again the new boy is cute.” She winked at Jake, who blushed. She laughed. There was something vaguely familiar about her but he couldn’t put a finger on it.

Mason’s face suddenly turned charming as he gathered the woman in his arms and kissed her demandingly.

Red’s arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened. Jake blushed more watching this as his eyes saw Mason’s hand begin to draw the zipper down her back, revealing the strapless bra and the top of a black silk thong. He wasn’t a virgin by any stretch of the imagination but he’d never watched as another man fucked someone before either

“You know me, Elaine. Never trust a pretty face.” She smiled and allowed the caress to continue.

Then it hit Jake. She was Elaine Waters sister to Kelly Waters who had gone to high school with him. Elaine gold digger and a slut from what most of the guys said. She’d stayed away from him though. He had nothing to offer her. Her younger sister was a different story entirely. Kelly spent most days caring for their mother who had a form of cancer and beat it. It had cost the family its wealth though. Kelly’s father had divorced her mother after that and it was just the three girls.

Jake watched as Mason backed the two onto the couch. Elaine shrugged out of her dress and straddled his lap. The two continued to kiss. Mason’s hands cupped her breast as he licked and nipped at her neck and shoulder. The woman let out a low moan as Mason’s other hand disappeared between her thighs. Jake swallowed as his throat and mouth went dry. The woman’s moans continued to echo through the room.

“What do you want Valda?” The sound of the woman moaning the other man’s name made Jake’s knees weak. Jake shivered. For a moment Elaine had sounded like her sister when she spoke.

“On your knees.”

Apparently that was his favorite command. Jake watched as the red head slid down Mason’s body, kissing and unbuttoning his shirt, her lips pausing over his abs and chest as she worked at his belt. For a moment Jake’s eyes met Mason’s and he blushed, and went back to watching the form of the woman slide to her knees. Mason’s body was tan and hard. His black hair fell over his yellow green eyes sensuously as his let his head fall back. Jake watched and Mason’s long elegant fingers twisted in Elaine’s hair as he watched her tongue the tip of Mason’s large cock.

Jake felt a blush over his face and the room seemed to heat around him. The other man was probably a good eight and a half inches long and Jake shuddered as he watched Elaine bob up and down the other man’s cock. She couldn’t take it all in her mouth and was forced to use one hand to slowly jack him as she rolled his balls with the other.

Mason’s fingers tightened in her hair and he let out a low sound as his hips began to move forward. Mason pulled her up by her hair. His cock bobbing as it pulled from her plump swollen lips. His kissed her hard and pulled her back onto his lap, his hands shoving aside her panties as he positioned her over his cock and slid into her in a series of hard thrusts. She gripped him tightly with well practiced muscles as she rode him, abiding the pace he set as his fingers dug into her hips. He felt the other woman go very still all of a sudden and let out a yelp. Mason looked up to see Jake standing above them both, one hand wrenching the woman’s arm back.

Jake watched as his boss fucked the redhead and his blood began to rise, he could feel his cock fill with blood and thicken. But suddenly something caught his eye as he watched her pull something from the back of her bra. At first he thought she was simply unfastening it but then she slid something out. A long sharp... Jake was moving before he could think and gripped her wrist before he even realized it. His eyes met mason’s as he starred down. With his other hand he pulled out the long thin blade the woman had been pulling from the edge of her bra. He held it up for Mason to see as he pulled the woman off Mason’s lap. His eyes inadvertently watched as Mason’s hard cock slid from her pussy. He shuddered.

Mason stood and raged flashed before his eyes as he struck the woman across the face. “how dare you!” Obi flew into the room as saw the scene before him: Jake holding a weapon in one hand, the woman sobbing on the floor with Mason standing in a rage half naked above her. It didn’t take him long to find out what happened. He dragged the woman to her feet.

“Fuck you Valda!” She screamed holding her face. She turned to Jake. “How can you protect him. He destroyed my family and then he demanded I become his lover! Why did you stop me.” She was sobbing.

“Take care of her Obi, and make sure her family is fined appropriately.” The woman screamed as she was removed from the room, fighting all the way.

Jake stood in shock. He hadn’t meant to save Mason… he hadn’t even thought about it. The weapon dropped from his hand and clattered on the rug beneath his feet. He could have been free.

Mason tucked himself back in his pants and moved to the bar. “I knew she was up to something.” Jake looked pale like he was going to faint. “What’s wrong Enders?”

Jake said nothing.

Mason backhanded him and Jake seemed to come out of it. “Sit.”

Jake did so instantly.

“That was your first time seeing such violence wasn’t it?”

“No.”

“No?”

“You’ve done worse to me.”

Mason chuckled “honest enough. So what’s the problem?”

“I saved you.”

“I don’t consider that a problem. You were loyal to me. It’s what I’m paying you to do.”

“You’re not paying me.”

“In a matter of speaking I am. Here.” Mason handed Jake a gin and tonic.

Jake chugged the drink in front of him. His prepared drink was a three wise men but said nothing and was just thankful for the liquor.

“You’re going to punish her family for what she did?”

“Yes. She attempted to kill me I can’t let that go. She came to my bed offering to bargain for her family and betrayed
that arrangement.”

“Her family shouldn’t suffer for her.”

“She was the reason her family was in debt to begin with. Her gambling and love of luxury.”

“They shouldn’t suffer.”

“Are you such a bleeding heart. Broken up over a stranger.”

“She’s not a stranger. I knew her sister and mother… they were good people.”

"Well they have unfortunate connections that must be dealt with.”

“Please leave them alone.”

“Are you willing to take on their debt too?” Mason raised an eyebrow.

“No but I’ll do what you want if it means keeping her family from suffering for her.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“You would take her place on the chopping block.”

“If I could.”

“On your knees.”

“What.”

“You want to take her place than do so. On your fucking knees.”

Jake slid to his knees prepared for pain at any moment. He thought Mason was going to beat him unconscious. He’d
questioned Mason, the one thing mason taught him not to do above all else. Jake could almost feel the pain already as tension pooled in his stomach.

“take me out.”

Jake opened his eyes and saw mason had reclined on the sofa in front of him.

“What?”

Mason leaned forward and brutally gripped Jake by the hair dragging him until his face was in Mason’s lap.”Don’t question me again. You want to take her place so take it. Pull my dick out of my pants.”

“no.”

Mason let go of his hair. “This was a warning Jake. Don’t make bargains you can’t keep and be very fucking careful of what you offer me because I can make you do whatever I want.” Mason looked toward the door. “Leon.”

“Yes sir.”

“Inform the family of their debts and their new payment schedule.”

“NO.”

Mason backhanded him hard. This time his lip split and he could take copper on his tongue.

“I’ll do it.”

Mason cocked an eyebrow at him.

“I’ll do what you said. Just leave Kelly and her mother out of it.”

“Leon, make arrangements with the girl for her payment.”

Leon nodded and shut the door as he left.

Jake looked up at Mason.

“Take me out.”

Jakes hands shook as he unzipped Mason’s dress pants. He took a long breath and pulled down the other mans pants and boxers enough that his now semi hard cock slid free of them. He looked up and saw Mason watching him.

“Lick it.”

Jake shuddered and stuck his tongue out. He could feel Masons hand him his hair again urging him forward ever so
slightly. His tongue touched the tip of Mason’s cock and above him he heard a hiss of pleasure as his breath caressed the hardening flesh in front of him. Surprisingly it wasn’t that bad, not like he expected it to be. His tongue grew more bold and his licked down Mason’s shaft, blocking out the moan he heard above him. He kept his mind blank. For a moment he panicked as Mason flexed his hips forward and something wild ripped through his stomach. He realized he was hard in his pants. His breath was coming in pants now and he pulled back but Mason’s hand kept him there.

“Suck it,” Mason flexed his hips again and his cock brushed against Jake’s lips.

Jake closed his eyes again and forced his mind blank. He drew the head into his mouth and Mason’s hand urged him lower and lower until he had to use the back of his tongue to keep Mason from forcing him down anymore. He pulled up and bobbed back down taking more into his mouth.

“relax you throat.” Mason sighed above him.

Jake tried and Mason’s hand was in his hair forcing him lower. He nearly gagged as Mason’s cock struggled to touch the back of his throat. He was desperately trying not to throw up but Mason held him there and then slowly urged him off so he could breathe again.

Mason used his hand to force the slow rhythm until Jake seemed more comfortable. Slowly he could feel the boy relaxing into the pattern. He felt teeth gently grazed the head of his cock before Jake slid back down in it and something instinctual must have caught on because this time when he felt his dick hit the back of Jake’s throat he groaned loudly as Jake swallowed around him, massaging the his head with his muscles. As Jake came back up he felt a tongue swirl around the head of his dick and he gasp as it greedily probed his slit for pre-cum.

Jake began to feel more confident as he was pulling gasps and moans from the man in his mouth. He reached on hand up and massaged Mason’s balls as he watched Elaine do and was rewarded with a low groan. He tried to focus on massaging the head of Mason’s cock with his lips and tongue before swallowing him as far as he could go and massaging him with his throat. Suddenly Mason’s hands were in his hair holding him still and the man began to pump his hips into his mouth tired of the slow teasing ministrations. Jake fought to breath as Mason pumped fast, fucking his face. Jake heard Mason’s loud groan above him as he still deep in his throat but he didn’t expect to feel the salty surge of Mason’s cum in his mouth. He tried to pull off but Mason held him there and he was forced to swallow or drown in the other man’s semen as his mouth was filled with spurt after spurt of it. Mason’s hands let up and Jake pushed himself away from Mason’s lap as he coughed and tried to swallow the sticky remains of the blowjob that seemed to stay in his throat.

“it looks like we found a job for you after all.” Mason looked down at the boy and felt his dick give a weak twitch at the sight of his plum swollen lips.

Jake looked up at Mason from his place on the floor. His face was red from embarrassment.

“But it looks like I’ve left you wanting something more.”

Jake scuttled backwards as the toe of Mason’s shoe touched the bulge in his pants.

“You’re free to relieve yourself.”

“No sir.”

“That wasn’t a request.” Mason leaned over and pulled Jake up by his hair until the boy was sitting next to him on the couch. “You wanted Elaine’s place so now you have it. Stroke yourself off. Now.”

Jake grumbled and looked away unable to meet mason’s eyes as he pulled his own cock out of his pants. He looked everywhere but at Mason as Jake slid his thumb over the pre-cum that gathered at the tip of him. He shuddered as the air around his cock altered between hot and cold as he stroked himself. He could feel his balls begin to stiffen and swell as he worked himself closer.

“Look at me.”

Jake looked at Mason and for a moment their eyes locked and Jake turned his head away as a shudder ripped through him.

“Look at me.” Mason leaned toward Jake now, Mason’s hand keeping Jake’s face pointed toward his own. He could see the blush spread over Jake as the two locked eyes. He could see the hint of weakness in Jake’s eyes as he neared his climax, but there at the forefront hidden behind that hunger and submission was a look of pure fear. Mason leaned forward and felt Jake pull back in response. “Don’t stop stroking.” He leaned until he was an inch away from Jake’s ear. Mason could hear the minute groans that plied Jake’s lips as he tried to stifle them. He clasped one hand around the one Jake was using to bring himself over the edge. “Cum.”

Jake tried to mask his build. He tried to hide form the way his balls drew up tight and his cock twitched. He let out a gasp as Mason’s hand circled his own and picked up an even faster pace but when the breath of air brushed over his ear as Mason said “Cum” he lost it and came with a scream, shooting up onto Mason’s chest and his own.

“Lick it off.”

In his euphoric state Jake complied and licked his seed off the chest and stomach that Mason placed before his lips. Fingers were placed at his lips and he sucked them clean.

“Good boy.”

Jake blushed as he began to come back to earth and realized what he’d done. He had not only given a man a blowjob but had beat off while Mason watched and then licked his own spunk off the other man’s chest. He wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Mason didn’t say anything he simply stood up and stripped on his way to the bathroom. Jake heard the spray of water as Mason climbed into the shower.

Jake buried his face in his hands. He didn’t want to think about it… He didn’t want to think about what he’d just done and the fact that his body had seem to like it despite himself. His orgasm had come fast and hard and there was no other way to explain it than he got off on sucking cock… But he fucked women. He loved breasts and the way that his lover’s had moaned above him as he sucked their nipples. He loved the feeling of a woman wrapped around him, their silky skin covered in a faint sheath of sweat. He wasn’t gay, but he’d just gotten off sucking a man’s cock. Jake was trembling as he walked from the room and slid to his customary place of sleep. He went to the bathroom in the hall and cleaned the seed from his chest and buttoned his shirt. Don’t think don’t think don’t think. He slid to the floor outside of Mason’s door and shut his eyes to the universe and to the feeling in the pit of his stomach that this was only the beginning.

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[a/n]: thank you for reading. i'm still looking for a great grammer and spelling nazi to be my beta so bare with me in the mean time and R&R.