Hello My Beautiful Readers!
This will be the final chapter of my little story, but don't you worry. I will be writing a little epilogue for our favorite couple that takes place seven years into the future. I sincerely hope everyone enjoyed "The Slave and His Master" as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please let me know in the comments if you would like me to write any one-shots for Aiden and Sagi. Please also, vote, comment, share, etc. I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and will enjoy the New Year to come.
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P.S. I apologize if I missed any mistakes during editing! This chapter was so long that editing got a tad overwhelming! <3
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Aiden lay wrapped up in his Master's arms, feeling warm and protected throughout the dark hours of the morning. He did not wake until the first rays of sunlight drifted in through a ruffled curtain. Aiden blinked awake when the light splashed across his face. The boy moved his arms to block out the light before he froze, remembering that he wasn't in bed alone. The arms around his waist squeezed tighter and Aiden felt his heart begin to race, but not because he was afraid.
Though the images from the night before replayed themselves in his mind, they did not cause him to fear the man that held him. Instead, Aiden felt rather sorry for his selfish and incorrect need for punishment. He had no idea that his Master had bought the serum so that they could make love naturally and he hated that he had ruined his Master's plan. During his long hours of confinement, he had often wondered about the possibility of sharing his Master's bed. However, those daydreams had always left him both, panicked and completely breathless with desire.
Now, things were different.
The nullify serum still seemed to be in effect and Aiden could feel his desire flare back up inside of him and his little dick hardened. The boy briefly wondered if it would be okay to ask his Master for healing balm, so that his small, hurt asshole could have a chance at being healed before the serum wore off. He desperately wanted to fully belong to his Master, now that he had the actual opportunity before him. The hard part would be convincing the man he loved that it was okay to do so.
Aiden had never met a more caring and compassionate Master, and he doubted he would ever meet another. So he knew that after last night, the giant would probably be extra cautious around him but he was tired of being treated like fragile glass. Aiden knew he'd gone too far in the way he'd manipulated his Master last night but he also missed being handled like he was meant to be and he wanted to experience everything he could with the man he adored, while they still had time.
As Aiden thought back to the night before, he wondered why he had called their time spent in the dungeon punishment, because those moments had never felt like last night. For last night had truly felt like a punishment, to the point where it almost rivaled his first time with Antony. Only this time, Aiden was very aware of his own fault in the situation.
The boy was also aware that he would feel the need to be punished again... but he knew he didn't want it to be like the night before. He never wanted to experience a horrible punishment, such as had happened, again. What he did want, was for his Master to play with him like before everything bad that had ever happened. He wanted to be restrained and whipped. He wanted to be forced to hold his cum. He wanted all the things he'd been trained to like but he was afraid that he'd ruined his chance at receiving that type of treatment.
Ironically, now that drugs were no longer controlling his desire, Aiden felt hornier than ever before and just the thought of visiting the dungeon had the boy wanting to cause mischief. Aiden backed his tender body up against his Master's flaccid cock before he slowly ground his ass against it. After several seconds the giants breathing changed and Aiden smiled to himself, knowing that his beloved was finally awake. The dick against his ass had hardened considerably and it seemed to lurch towards Aiden's naked asscheeks on it's own. All at once, and much to Aiden's disapproval, Master Sagi pulled away from him and created some distance between them on the bed, as he sat up.
"I'm sorry," Sagi said, as a blush colored the man's cheeks. "I'm obviously still attracted to you," he grinned a bit sheepishly, "But I wasn't trying to start anything just now." Sagi gestured apologetically to his throbbing member. "Let me calm down for a moment and then we can have breakfast together, since you haven't run out of the room screaming yet, I assume the fear hasn't returned?"
"Not yet," Aiden said, trying to hide his disappointment.
All his time alone over the last year had made the boy even less confident in his abilities to actually flirt with his Master. He didn't know how to get what he wanted from the man, especially after last nights fiasco. Aiden also didn't know what to do about the fact that his Master seemed to blame himself for his physical response to Aiden's teasing. The boy felt frustrated and clueless as to how to fix his problem.
Sagi watched as his boy's face shifted with barely hidden emotion and he wished he could read Aiden's thoughts. Even after all this time, his boy was still as reclusive as ever, hiding parts of himself, as if Sagi wouldn't love those parts too. The man leaned forward and gently placed his heavy palm against Aiden's soft cheek. His only intention was to sooth his love, so that maybe he would say what he was thinking. Sagi did not expect Aiden to suddenly lean forward to kiss him.
The kiss was very quick and horribly off center, landing at the right corner of Sagi's mouth. Aiden blushed deeply as he pulled away and Sagi gave him a questioning look.
"Are you not hungry?"
Aiden didn't know what to say. He was, in fact, starving but he was also hungry for his Master. Even if he wasn't brave enough to say it like that.
"I am," he finally muttered, feeling helpless and annoyed. He'd ground his naked ass against the man and he'd tried to kiss him and his Master was still going on about food.
Feeling completely rejected, Aiden slowly slid out of the bed and stood to his feet before walking over to his Master's dresser. To do so, he had to pass a rather large mirror and Aiden caught sight of himself. The boy abruptly stopped right in front of it so that he could study his reflection and, in his mind, he viciously tore his looks apart.
Faded blue iris's stared back at him with purplish circles beneath them, making his eyes look a bit sunken in. He was also skinnier than usual but not in an attractive way. He could almost count each of his ribs and his ass had almost no shape to it, while his tiny cock somehow looked more pathetic than before. The ring that pierced it looked huge and disproportionate in comparison and Aiden despised it. The boy let his eyes slowly trail up the front of his torso, taking in his skin that seemed almost translucent, it was so pale. The boy could even make out the greenish purple tinge of his veins beneath his skin.
His eyes then made their way up to the piercings on his nipples before he glanced back down his stomach, to study the twisted skin that made up the brand above his pelvis. Aiden frowned as he read the word, knowing it was nothing but the truth. The boy turned his body so that he could sort of see his backside, in an attempt to catch a glimpse of the twin brand above his ass. Aiden could just make out the letters that he now knew spelled the word "used". He'd gotten Ivy to teach him what his brands said before he would learn anything else.
Aiden finally took his critical gaze to his small asscheeks, which were bruised with his Master's handprints. Aiden could also see bits of dried blood on the outside of his cleft. He felt dirty and disgusting just staring at it. His ass did not look like something anyone would ever want. The cherry on top of his looks was the fact that his golden curls lay matted and limp against his scalp. In short, Aiden became extremely aware of how ugly he felt he looked.
The boy suddenly turned away from the mirror, with tears threatening to spill down his cheeks. No wonder his Master was more focused on feeding him rather than touching him. Hideous was the only word Aiden could think of that accurately described how he looked. He was completely undesirable. If Sagi wanted to sell him, he was sure that nobody would pay more for him than they would for their dinner, in the poor sector.
The boy tearfully yanked a pair of his Master's silk pants from the dresser drawer and quickly slipped them on before tying a sash at his waist, needing it to help hold them up around his slim hips. He was just reaching for a shirt when a hand was suddenly placed over his, stilling the action.
"Why are you getting dressed? It's extremely hot out today."
The man was right. Though the pants had only been on Aiden's body for a few seconds, he was already beginning to sweat.
"I don't want anyone to see my scars," the boy lied.
The truth was, Aiden no longer cared what anyone else thought of him. Everything he had been through had taught him that there would always be people who would want to belittle and hurt him but those people didn't matter. His Master cared about and loved him. Therefore, only his Master's opinion of his looks were what mattered. The problem was, Aiden clearly felt that Master Sagi was no longer attracted to him. This was based solely on the fact that the giant hadn't tried anything sexual with him a few moments ago. Aiden felt that his Master was simply being kind when the man had complimented him before. Aiden knew the truth; he had never been more repulsive.
"I'll send everyone out of the rooms you wish to spend time in," Sagi offered, wanting to make his boy as comfortable as possible.
"No... it's okay Master, I don't want to cause any problems for anyone."
"It's not a problem Aiden, I'll just let Ivy know and she will take care of it."