The trip home was mainly silent apart from Ajax's questions. His attention was divided between the road and his pet. He sped down the road growing closer to his apartment.
"You alright pet?"
"Yeah," Jonah replied quietly, his voice barely washed out by the car engine.
Ajax grimaced; the man sounded as broken as he looked. Once Ajax's eyes parted from the road Gimp pointed to the steering wheel reverting his attention back on the pavement. The car soon pulled into a small parking complex. Both Ajax and the gimp climbed out. Ajax handed Gimp the keys. "Go in, get a bath ready. I'll just be behind you."
Gimp looked over his shoulder before walking off. Ajax had gently pulled the pet out of his car. He clung to the pet for a moment, whispering softly into his ear. Gimp turned away heading to his home. He wasn't sure whether to be pleased or disappointed. Watching the pet cry as his asshole was shredded satisfied his vengeful nature. However, he knew that this only earned the pet more time with Master. The young man's ego was already pretty big. He feared what more time with Ajax would do. Or maybe this pain was enough, maybe pet would realize he wasn't built for this life and go back home. Pet had shown resentment to almost every task Ajax threw at him, maybe this was enough to finally scare him away. Gimp walked to the bathroom turning on the tap. He placed a fresh face cloth by the tub. He heard the front door open and the scuffling of feet. He exited the bathroom and went to greet his Master. He went to remove Master's coat but felt Ajax push past him.
"The bath ready?" Gimp nodded. "Thanks for everything Gimp. I'm really sorry we had to cut things short..." Ajax wiped some blood on his pants. "I'll kill Atticus." Gimp watched as the two men disappeared down the hall and into the bathroom. He walked to his bedroom rubbing his crotch. He and Rodney had barely gotten anything started before Atticus went to play. He didn't mind, and he had a lot of respect for Atticus. He just wished he had the chance to nut inside Rodney's tight ass. He lay on his bed massaging his cock.
Ajax gently took off the towel wrapped around Jonah. The boy winced when the cloth from his legs was removed. Ajax frowned as he tossed the bloody rag into the laundry hamper. He looked back to Jonah, the young man had a look of fear on his face. His eyes glued to the bloody washcloth.
"Let's get you in the tub."
He placed a hand firmly around Jonah. Letting the young man lean against him as he took a step into the warm water. Jonah winced in pain once he was lowered into the bath. The water burned his entrance. The torn-up skin now extremely sensitive to touch and heat.
"I know," Ajax whispered softly, "I know it hurts. I'll be gentle." He then grabbed a clean washcloth lying on the tub ledge. He soaked it in the warm water before gently massaging his pet's bruised entrance. Jonah gasped out as the cloth made contact. Ajax gently rubbed it on the hole, removing the dried blood. He cursed to himself as spots of fresh blood also showed up on the cloth. "Jonah, I need you to either get on your knees or stand up."
"Why?" Jonah was scared at Ajax's stern tone. And even more frightened that he hadn't called him by one of his pet names.
"I need to see the damage... I'm not sure if you need stitches or not."
Jonah swallowed nervously and stood up. He spun around letting Ajax get view of his behind. He winced once the man spread his cheeks apart. A searing pain flowed throughout him.
"I'm sorry, just breath pet. Almost done." Ajax swallowed his anger as he looked at his pet's ripped up entry. His hole was no longer pink, but a bright irritated red and swollen. There was a small split on the south part of his rim. The bleeding had slowed, to a steady trickle. Two small droplets made their way down Jonah's ball sack. He could see small bruises forming on the inner thighs. They were the size and shape of fingertips. He looked over his pet's body the only other place the finger shape bruises formed were the scruff of his neck. Ajax felt sick to his stomach, luckily the wounds were all superficial and would heal in a few weeks time. He couldn't say the same about his pet's state of mind. "You can sit back down again."
"So?" Jonah mumbled fearfully, "do I need stitches."
"No," Ajax said, blinking away his tears. "You should heal fine."
"Master are you all right?" Jonah asked taken back by Ajax's shaky voice.
"Yes pet, I am. So sweet of you to think of me." He began to massage Jonah's back and arms. Slowly cleaning the young man. "Is there anything I can do for you, anything you want?"
"I'm really tired, I think I just want to sleep."
"Of course," Ajax replied, "you can sleep in my bed tonight."
Once his bath was finished Jonah was led to Ajax's room. He breathed a sigh of relief; he could start to feel clean. Once he was in the room, he saw a glass of ice water on the nightstand with two pills beside them.
"In case your thirsty," Ajax replied. He then went to his wardrobe and pulled out a pair of old pajamas. They were ragged, way too big and ripped in several spots, however they were extremely comfortable. He handed the pajamas to his pet. Jonah slowly put them on. Carefully stepping into the pants. Relieved his master had granted him such comfortable sleeping arrangements. He winced in discomfort as he climbed onto the bed. Rolling on his side to ease his pain. Ajax hated to see his pet in so much pain. The man winced with every movement. Taking slow deliberate actions not to further the pain he was in. Once the man was tucked into bed Ajax approached.
"Here this will help with the pain." Ajax grabbed the two pills and slid them into Jonah's mouth. He tipped the glass of water gently, letting his pet drink slowly. Jonah lay back down after he drank half the glass. Once Ajax went to stand up, he grabbed the man's hand.
"Master... um... can you um... well... can stay with me until I fall asleep." Jonah asked with bright red cheeks, "I don't want to be alone right now."
"I'll be right here." Ajax replied taking a seat on the bed. Jonah smiled weakly at him before closing his eyes. His hand still secured onto Ajax's.
Ajax watched as his pet drifted off to sleep. He stroked the man's hair, whispering soft comforts to him. The hand securing around his loosened up and fell onto the bed with a soft thud. Ajax pulled the covers, so Jonah's entire body was covered. He bent over placing a kiss on the man's cheek.
Ajax sighed to himself as he left his bedroom. He leaned up against the wall rubbing the bridge of his nose. His headache was growing stronger. Deciding to get some Advil he walked into the kitchen grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. He sat at his breakfast nook closing his eyes. The stress of the evening finally got to him. He reached over for a small box of tissues as he cried. His distress however didn't go unnoticed. Two hands began to massage his shoulders. He opened his eyes to see Gimp standing over him. The man was also in pajamas. His handsome face looking down into his Master's.
"Well tonight went well. Exactly how I wanted pet to be introduced to our friends." Ajax responded, signalling to the free stool beside him. "Didn't think Atticus would go that far."
"How is he?" Gimp asked cautiously.
"Fucked up," Ajax responded angrily, "guy's spotting. Can't walk properly. They completely tore him open. He'll be recovering for the next week or so."
Gimp didn't respond. He couldn't respond, not with what he wanted to say. He just looked at his distressed Master. Tonight, wasn't supposed to affect him that much. Having a bitch get a period after breeding was nothing to cry over. Ajax took notice of the man's silence.
"I know that look, what is it you want to say." Gimp shifted uncomfortably in his chair eyeing Ajax. "It's alright, you've been silent about all this."
"Maybe he's not ready for this." Ajax just sipped his water. "It's clear how much he likes you... and how much you like him. But he hasn't exactly done everything you asked."
"Loyalty takes time," Ajax responded coolly, "he's given me what he can, and he continues to learn. He does what I ask, he just needs a push on occasion. Besides he won't be able to do much now. He needs to heal. And I need to speak with Atticus."
Gimp shifted uneasily. Ajax's tone lowered, his words coming out as a low snarl. His eyes locked forward as he stared into nothing. His breathing slowed as calmness took over.
"And how would that help?"
"I know you like Atticus, I know what he means to you, but he crossed a line."
"You think that's a confrontation you want to have?" Ajax glared at his slave. "You know him Master. And you know what his slaves are like. Telling him off would only push him further. Besides, it's not like you were attacked. You think anyone would be on your side? He bred your pet... something that was happening anyway."
"Didn't think you had such little regard for others of your status." Ajax spat angrily.
"But we're not Master, and that's why you're upset. You wouldn't kick up a fuss if that was me, or if it was Rodney being double teamed. Any other slave would have been double teamed before you got to the party. Any other slave would be glad for the opportunity to be bred like that." Ajax couldn't respond. He sat dumfounded. Staring at Gimp. "My apologies Master today has been trying for everyone. I should get to bed. I'll iron your clothes in the morning."
The rest of the night in Ajax's household was silent. No heavy panting or the sound of rutting could be heard. For once the entire apartment was hushed. Gimp lay fast asleep in his bed, alone again. Ajax and Jonah lay curled together. All of them adding to a ticking time bomb, waiting to erupt swallowing everyone in its mayhem.
Jonah awoke to feeling like he had been hit by a truck. His entire body ached, and his chaffed hole stung. He lay on his back for a moment, trying to gather the energy to get up. He rolled to his side and pushed himself up. He rubbed his dry eyes reaching for the glass of water by the nightstand. He quickly downed it, quenching his dry throat. As he swallowed, he felt an ache grow in his throat. The week's blowjobs had finally caught up to him. He pushed himself off the bed and walked to the door. It was shut, one of the only times it was shut. He could hear voices in the hallway. It sounded like a quiet disagreement. The voices stopped and he could hear the front door open. Jonah opened the bedroom door stepping out. He walked down the hallway trying to find life in the apartment. He could see Gimp sitting in the living room. It was the first day that Jonah saw him dressed in vanilla clothes. He wore dark jeans and a tight brown top, revealing his bulky. physique.
"Where's Master?" Jonah questioned entering the living room.
"Where the fuck do you think he went?" Jonah gave Gimp a confused look. "He went to go speak to Atticus. Or Master A to you."
Jonah frowned. He remembered the way the two pups dove to his protection, and he remembered how big they were. Even if Master could take on Atticus there was no way he could beat all three.
