The Reluctant Master

It was comical really, kind of, well maybe if you weren’t living it. Ryan almost laughed, almost, the dread terror seemed to get in the way. The day would come when he got caught, that’s what he felt deep down, often why he often woke up screaming; friends, parents, law enforcement, it always just felt like a matter of time. Well despite the odds he was determined that today would not be the day.

Considering her beaten and injured state Alicia was surprisingly fast, grabbing all the stuff together while Ryan hastily cleaned the desk. Seconds passed since the garage door finally came to a stop, and he could feel every one of them like a lead weight. The door leading to the garage began to open and he grabbed Alicia’s arm, nearly throwing her toward the stairs. All he could hope was that she managed to get everything, but he was right behind her as they ran. She started to leap up the staircase on all fours, still naked with the still inserted rope hanging down like a tail.

Her strength nearly gave out on her, but he put a firm hand on her ass and pushed her up. Ryan didn’t dare look back, but rounded the corner and they both ran into his room. It took great effort not to slam the door, but he closed it quickly and locked it.

They both collapsed in unison again their new barrier, the die was cast, and there was nothing else to do. Ryan was still sweating bullets and he waited for a summons downstairs to do some explaining. Why was there rope? What’s with all this liquid? What in heavens are you doing with this paddle? Alicia looked over and gave a smile, then put her head on his shoulder.

“I can’t be sure, but I think I got it all, besides they would have said something by now.” Alicia said.
Ryan nodded; he wanted to believe that more then anything. He could hear them moving around downstairs, but he waited another five minutes before breathing a sigh of relief. He was shaken but for the most part ok, Alicia on the other hand was beaten, burned, exhausted and still had that rope in her. Ryan felt a deep pang of guild and worry, but he suppressed it.

Still being quiet he helped her up and led her over to his bed. Alicia laid on her side considering the burn on her back and tried to lie on the bits that hurt the least.

“Now be quiet,” Ryan said, “put your hand over your mouth if you must, I don’t know how this is going to feel.”

He started to pull on the rope, which came out easier then he expected. But as each knot passed the opening she did have to hold her hand over her mouth, although he didn’t know if that was from pleasure or pain. Alicia motioned toward the bag and he nodded, it stood to reason that the sooner she was dressed the better.

Ryan helped her pull out the clothing amidst the bits of rope and nefarious items, although in her zeal she picked up more then they brought in. Then she started to laugh, one so loud she had to bury her head in the pillow, and he knew it couldn’t be anything good. After a good minute she was able to calm herself to the point of speaking.

“I think I left my panties down there, they must have been pushed under the desk.” Alicia said, and then giggled again.

“Great, if my parents find them I just hope they think we were only having sex down there.”


Ryan took a deep breath and appreciated the cold air, the winters were generally mild here but he liked what little quality time he had with the season. The holiday cult was upon them all, everything being decorated and the increasing pressure to finish all that shopping; but Ryan didn’t mind, it was something that he accepted and took a small amount of appreciation in.

“The holidays….. it all just seems a waste of money to me.” Alicia said, finishing the ice cream he bought her, despite the cold.

“Perhaps, but I think it’s a great time of year, anyway what do you want for Christmas?” Ryan asked.

“Nothing, you don’t have to get me anything.”

“That’s a lie, I have to get you something.”

“No you don’t,” she gave him a hug, “you’re here, that’s enough for me.”

Ryan nodded, “I’m still getting you something though.”

“Stop it, well I’m not getting you anything, me being here should be enough for you.”

“Fine, but I’m still getting you something.” He said, shaking his head, it was no use, and that was that.

“So what are you doing this Saturday?” Ryan asked.

“I’m spending it with you.”

“Really? How is that?”

“You asked what my plans were, obviously you are going to ask me to do something, and of course I would love to. If I’m wrong though you’ll be screwed so that better be it.” Alicia said, grinning at her own cleverness.

“Right, well good, it’s settled.” He really was going to ask her to do something, but he contemplated what would have happened if he didn’t. Ryan made a mental note never to ask that question until the situation came up.


As the sun set it got colder, hobos freezing in the street’s cold, and Ryan didn’t want to step a foot outside. Fortunately he didn’t have to; furthermore he had the greatest weapon of all, fire. Yes there was a fireplace, which he used to start burning wood; it just didn’t get any better then that.

His parents, bless their souls, were gone for the weekend visiting some relatives in a holiday family get- together. It took some doing getting out of that, after trying to fake cancer they got the idea and stopped trying. Sure he still got the whole “well they’ll all be disappointed,” speech trying to guilt him into it. However his extended family could have all walked off a cliff for all he cared, and that helped.

The kitchen was a mess, he wanted to make dinner for her, but in the end she saved it and did most of the work. Thankfully it tasted all right and he was glad for the help. Now he had dimmed lights, a fire, and an assortment of old Christmas movies. True his romantic instincts were piss poor, but he knew that this was made out of excessive amounts of win.

The fire had warmed the couch, she was warm too, snuggling against him, and it felt so nice all that he started to feel sleepy. The movie wasn’t helping; it was more than boring, and he finally started to nod off. A couple times he tried to jerk himself awake but then he realized it didn’t matter, it would actually be kinda nice to sleep like this even for a little while. With that in mind he drifted off to sleep.

Ryan didn’t know how long he had been asleep, but he was finally trying to force himself awake. His nose itched and he tried to bring his hand over to scratch it, but his hand wouldn’t come over like it was supposed to. This took some time in itself to settle in, but finally the realization came that he couldn’t move his arms, and then he woke up much faster.

When his eyes came into focus he realized why he couldn’t move, his arms were tied apart to opposite sides of the couch. He tried moving his legs, luckily they were still free, but with untying ropes they were not much help. It didn’t take any great level of deduction to figure out who was behind this.

“Alicia,” Ryan yelled, “You untie me this instant.”

It was hard to see due to being tied in one direction, but he could still hear behind him.

“No need to yell dear, but you know I can’t do that.”

“Don’t give me that ‘I can’t do that’ bullshit let me go! Let me go!”

Alicia came into his view with of course more rope; he could imagine what it was for.

“Now now, I was hoping you would sleep for a bit longer so my surprise would be complete, but I suppose that this will have to do.” Alicia said, coming to tie down his legs.

Ryan would have none of that, he waited until she got a bit closer, then leveraging himself up a bit he put a foot in between her breasts and pushed out, knocking her back so she fell on her ass. He tried to get his mouth close to one of his hands, but no luck, he wouldn’t be able to pull them apart with his mouth.

Before he could even try to think of something else she went at one of his legs again, but by moving them about in a wild manner made it difficult to tie them to anything. She lacked the advantage of strength, although he only had his legs and Alicia her entire body. He tried pulling his arms together but the roped wouldn’t give, and he was somewhat scared of breaking any of his parent’s furniture.

“Stop making this difficult,” Alicia said, Ryan moved his legs more, “I just want to have a little fun with you, maybe the whip or the clamps. Come on it will be fun.”

Fresh panic leapt into Ryan’s breast, was she serious? No fucking way was he going to be beaten, no way in hell. Then caring nothing for the furniture or his limbs he began to pull. Panic dulled the pain that came from the ropes biting hard into him, and something akin to a battle cry escaped his throat as he desperately tried to pull his arms together. Ryan twisted and pulled with all his will, he could feel hot liquid dampening his skin around the ropes, he knew but he was beyond caring.

Just as his strength began to ebb the left arm gave, just a little bit, but it was fresh hope and he pulled with even more determination. He could feel his right leg being secured to something; Ryan was so busy pulling that he neglected to keep his legs out of reach. No matter, if he couldn’t get his arms free then all was lost.

Ryan let his arms slack for a moment, then began to pull his hands together in strong intervals, trying to jerk something free. Now even he couldn’t ignore the pain, and he screamed, but he did not let up or slow in any way.

“Damn it, stop, you’re really going to hurt yourself, just play along will you.” Alicia said.

Then suddenly the left rope gave, and the force flung his hands together on the right side. At first his fingers wouldn’t work, but he managed to fumble one of the knots lose, and that took care of the rest. Now looking at his hands he was horrified, the impressions were deep, and you could follow the twist of the rope in the indented flesh. The entire area was purple and red, like one giant bruise and there were parts where blood was leaking out.

She was still on his leg but he pushed her off, and undid the rope. The pain was probably terrible, but rage and clear purpose numbed him to everything. Ryan rose to his full height and towered over Alicia who was still on the floor.

“Alright bitch, you’re going to pay, oh fuck yes you’re going to pay.”



This is a leadup to the next chapter, which won't take as long as this one :P. Probably after finals next week. (Wall to wall pr0n I promise)