The Pharaoh's Mummy |9/22/24 Chp 5 (M/M)

[gag1195]

Interesting dynamics at play here! Ayman and his little family are fascinating! And of course, What Ayman plans to do with Jace is intriguing...

[Bradstick]

Poll Results

It was very close but the votes came in. Jace will spend 2-3 days in the sarcophagus. The next chapter will be uploaded shortly. Special thanks to everyone who left a comment, I really appreciate the feedback! Please comment or PM if there is anything you want to see in the series! I am welcome to all ideas!

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[Bradstick]

Chapter 4
The Mummy Entombed

Hour 120 Minute 0

Jace stared at the screen in front of him that showed a countdown clock, 120 hours remained on the screen unmoving. He woke up maybe minutes earlier and tried to get a grip on his surroundings. He had a gas mask on and there was a large rubber gag in his mouth. It tasted nowhere as bad as the socks from before.

He was naked but he could feel small patches all around his body. He was unsure what they were but he had some guesses. He could not see them as he was wrapped in a leather sack that was strapped down to the box. His mobility was even further damped by the foam that surrounded his body and head, a perfect outline for him.

There was something metal and cold in his ass, a large plug he knew. He was growing used to them at this point. His cock cage had been removed and he could feel a pump attached to his flaccid cock. It did not stay flaccid for long as he woke up even without the machine on. The last thing he noticed was an IV in his arm. Based on the clock in front of him, he was going to be there for five days. Holy shit, this was bad he thought to himself.

The timer started and the world went to hell. Jace’s air supply was cut short. The plug in his ass started to vibrate causing him to moan. The pump started to activate and his cock started to become harder. He watched the clock go down thirty seconds and his oxygen returned. Another thirty seconds and the airway was cut off, and this pattern kept up.

Jace struggled against the bonds but to no avail. There was no getting out of this. After three minutes between the plug and the pump, he came. The liquid was swallowed up by the pump and it slowed down. Every five seconds it would move up, and after another five seconds, it would move down. That rhythm kept his cock hard, but not anywhere enough to bring him to another climax.

The plug also settled down to a soft hum as opposed to the roaring thunderstorm it was a minute earlier. As the climax hit and his oxygen returned, he panted as he caught his breath. The oxygen was gone after another 30 seconds.

To Jace’s credit, he could hold his breath awhile. He recalled the day before when Delilah conducted his exam. She had him hold his breath and he was just shy of two minutes. She seemed pleased and now he understood why. Jace loved to swim and went down to the community rec center as often as he could. Swimming was one of the main reasons his muscles stayed as toned as they were. As he laid there, watching the clock, he realized it may be a long time before he got to swim again.

At the thirty-minute mark, Jace screamed. Every one of those patches on his body sent a high-power shock through his body. To his horror, he realized one had been placed on his balls as well. The ones on his nipples were almost as bad, but the plug in his ass was easily the worst. It did not help that during the shock, that was when the oxygen was cut off. It took a few minutes for him to recover from that state.

The shock gave him a renewed energy as he fought against his bonds. He made no progress of course. Even if his arms were freed, there was no way he could bend them in with so little room in his tomb. So he lay there watching the time.

Nothing eventful happened until the 119-hour mark. The plug came to life and the pump once again reactivated. He was already exhausted from the last time and came with less force. Once he came, the plug returned to its hum, and the pump retired to its slow cadence.

30 minutes later the shock came again and he screamed in pain. There was no escaping it, only enduring. The clock began to tick down more and he shuttered to think how he could survive 118 more orgasms and 118 more shocks.

Hour 125 Minute 0

Tears went down Jace’s mask as he fired another blank into the pump. His cock was sore from the abuse but the pump was producing some liquid like lube that allowed it to slide down easier. The last thing he needed was a rash on his cock. The pattern returned and he tried to close his eyes to get some sleep. None would come for long. After hour three, his body was able to figure out when to breathe so the body could rest. The main problem he had was the shock and orgasm every 30 minutes, he could not sleep through that. Those also started when the air was cut off, so being asleep as they happened only made them worse.

So, he tried to sleep for a quick 20 minutes before the next shock came. He was so tired from the abuse, which he found absurd as had slept the majority of the last 3 days. Ever since he was put into that box in the hotel room, all he had wanted to do was sleep. Not that he had anything else to do. Ayman did not see fit to leave a book lying around.

The shock came and went. He mentally prepared himself for his 6th orgasm when something new happened. The plug and pump fully turned off. The breathing pump remained on as the time counted down.

The weird thing was the air changed. It now smelled funny, and he felt the IV in his arm push something through. He panicked and tried not to breathe in the gas, but it was futile. As he inhaled, the world went black as he fell unconscious.

Hour 109 Minute 30

Jace awoke from his unconscious to another shock. The hour showed 109, he had been unconscious for over 4 hours and his mouth was so sore. It felt numb as though he had just been at the dentist. As he felt his mouth with his tongue, he realized he may have been at one. He brushed at home, but he could never afford the dentist. He went once two years back and they told him he needed a tooth pulled, but when he saw the bill, he passed. So, he just brushed every day and ignored the occasional pain. That pain was gone, and he had his new friends to thank.

His mind was startled as he replayed that thought. In his mind, he called them friends. The people who kidnapped and shipped him out of the country. He should not be referring to them as friends, and yet deep down he did. He thought back to Ayman’s beautiful face, where there should be anger, he only felt longing. That man he had met for a night, he longed for. What was wrong with him?

As he pushed those thoughts away, he realized his predicament had changed. His nipples were exposed to the air of the tomb, and a pump was attached to either one. He also noticed that his piercings were gone. His cock had lost its pump and was replaced with a ring of some kind around the base. It was tighter than he wished but it kept his cock hard. His mouth also no longer had a gag and his breathing had changed slightly. It was now 20 seconds off and forty seconds on. That he was thankful for.

As the hour approached, it was not met with an orgasm, it was met with edging. The ring around his base activated, as did the plug, and pleasure engulfed Jace. The pumps on his nipples activated, which was a new experience for Jace. He was ready for release; his load could not make it past the ring as much as he tried. He humped the air, begging for release. None came, and after 5 minutes of tortuous edging, the ring returned to normal. The pumps stayed on, just at a lower cadence, much as his cock did hours before.

Hour 102 Minute 0

Jace begged and begged for release as his cock was edged. Every hour on the hour his cock had been teased. That itself was not the worst part of the tomb Jace knew. It was the sleep deprivation. You could not sleep for long amounts of time before being rudely awakened. Even as he hit his latest the end of his latest edging session, he was already drifting back to sleep.

Hour 96 Minute 0

Jace watched as the hour hit 96 and the ring reactivated. He did not scream with this one though. He felt a sense of resolve come over him, he had made it one day in this hellish tomb, he would survive another 4. He took the edging with determination and smiled. After the edging, the breathing was not shut off. Instead, the IV pumped again and he embraced the sweet smell and he went unconscious.

Hour 92 Minute 0

Jace got to sleep a total of four hours and yet it was not enough. He did not know what all happened when he was out but his stomach was no longer empty. His earlier pains for food were gone. The pressure on his bladder was relieved so somehow, he had peed. He hoped that it was intentional on his captor's part as that would have been embarrassing otherwise. Yet, he had no way of knowing, he had been blissfully asleep. His mouth was all numb again as Delilah clearly did something else with his teeth but they all felt right when he moved his tongue.

That was until he felt the back of his mouth. One of his teeth hurt more than others and felt more metallic. He guessed it was the one the dentist mentioned all those years ago. He thought back to life in the States and it felt wrong. Like it was a different person there, a different life than the one he had now. In some ways, this new life was worse but in some, it was better. He couldn’t answer why it was better, it simply was and that thought scared him more than he cared to admit.

He was back to the original position with his cock in a pump. The electrodes were now covering his nipples again. The breathing also returned to its 30-30 cycles was did not bother Jace. He knew it was inevitable. The pump started and after being edged for 12 hours every hour, he was excited to cum. He knew that sentiment would be gone within the next three hours so enjoyed while he could. He had nothing to do in here, so he simply closed his eyes and returned to sleep before the next shock came.

Hour 62 Minute 43

He had hit the hour 72 mark 10 hours ago. He had been knocked unconscious twice between now and hour 92. They had switched him back to edging and currently, he was being milked. However, the pumps had been replaced with clamps, hidden under the bag. Whenever he moved, the pain would rocket through his chest, so he didn’t. He just laid there, waiting for the next milking to occur.

Nothing noteworthy occurred until now. For the first time in 57 hours, Jace saw light. It took his eyes some time to adjust to the blinding light. He hoped it was Ayman, here to take him out of the cruel tomb. Instead, a new face appeared as he stared out of the sarcophagus. The man was light-skinned, from Europe or the US if he had to guess. He was very buff with a bare chest that rivaled Ayman’s. The man stared at him with a look of sympathy or worry.



“Hey kid, I’m Jack. I’m Delilah’s…” he took a moment and paused, looking for the right word.” I’m what you are to Ayman. I hope that makes sense. Listen, we don’t have a lot of time, so listen closely. Sooner or later, they are going to realize the audio is cut out and see me in here.” He spoke frantically but also with purpose.

“This device won’t kill you. You are going to make it out, once you do, Ayman will offer his deal again. You have to take it, this is not the worst thing they can do to you, Ayman will do anything to break you to him. Are we clear?” Jack spoke and Jace did everything he could to stay awake. Jace gave a nod.

“I can’t get you of this right now, it would only make it worse for you, but I can offer some advice. Once you accept Ayman's deal, he will have you sign a large document. I had to sign the same one. This family wants everything documented correctly. Before you sign, that is when you can negotiate for certain items.” Jace followed along, not breaking eye contact with the man.

“You have to ask for the contract to be renegotiated every year. Mine was set for every five it was terrible.” He took a moment and paused. He was debating telling Jace something before making his decision. “Delilah created this box for me. I was originally put in there every time she went away for surgery, it took two years of being there before I could negotiate for this to be punishment only. Do you understand why you have to set it up per year?” Jace listened and nodded. The idea of being in this thing that often was nightmarish. Jace noticed his attention was drawn between him and the box. Jack clearly had some messed-up memories of this box.

Jack let out a sigh of relief. “Good, as long as you ask for that, things will be okay. If there is anything you want, the contact table is the best time to do it. Ayman will follow anything in your contact. You have to pick your battles. Ayman likes bondage, don’t expect to get out of that.” Jace nodded again, understanding what he meant. He tried to speak but it was muffled by the mask. Jack responded, “You get one question then I have to go.” Jace nodded and the mask was lifted up. For the first time in a day, Ayman got a breath of fresh air that wasn’t from a tube.

“How is Ayman?” That was the only thing he needed to know. Could he live his life with that man or would he be like his foster parents? Use him for a check, beat him when he spoke, and give him only enough food not to die. He almost regretted the question, fearing the answer.

Jack let out a sigh as he brought the mask back over his face. “Ayman is a good man to those he cares about. He is devious and seeks to manipulate those around him. He wants you and will do anything to have you. Disobey him and he will break you. Obey him, and you may enjoy it here. Dispute what you might think, I am here by choice. I can leave anytime I want, and I have. Yet I can’t stay away. I think something similar will happen with you if I’m right.” Jack grabbed the lid of the box and began to close it. “I am excited though; this will be the first time I’ve had a friend here.” With that, the box closed and he heard the man leave the room.

Hour 61 Minute 0

As the climax came and went, a new resolve came to him. He did not need to sleep, not now. He took Jack’s warning to heart. He needed to decide what he could and could not live without. Things were about to change drastically when he was out of the box and signed the contract. Now would be his only chance to have some say in his new life. So, he watched the clock tick and he planned; and for the first time in a while, a smile returned to his lips.

Hour 55 Minute 22

Jace was coming in and out of sleep. He was truly exhausted but took solace in he was over halfway. He was preparing himself for the next shock when the breathing never turned off. He was prepared to be knocked out again when the light returned. He was expecting Jack when instead he saw Ayman.

Jace face filled with tears as he begged to be let out. “Shhh it’s okay. You’re done, I’m taking you out. Let’s get you to a proper bed.” Ayman removed the mask and began to remove him from the leather sack. As he was pulled from the box, he was brought to stand but his legs gave out. Ayman caught him and brought him into a princess carry.

“I got you, come on let’s go.” It was then that he noticed the room had other guests. Delilah looked at him with a grin and next to her was Jack, kneeling on the ground. His head was towards the ground so Jace could see his back. It was freshly whipped, and Jace knew it was because of him. He looked at Ayman with tears in his eyes. He was about to speak when Ayman silenced him with his hand.

Delilah spoke instead. “Worry not Jace, Jack confessed himself to us. The whipping was his choice for disobeying, though one seldom I use. However, he agreed to be whipped if he could take your place in the box. I’m actually impressed, it’s been months since he rebelled, seems you were worth it.”

A new strength overcame Jace as he pushed past the hand over his mouth. “No, I’ll stay in there. You don’t have to finish my sentence, Jack.” Jace's voice came out as a rasp. Jack did not answer, Ayman instead replied.

“The deal has been made Jace, Jack knew what he was doing. He made his bed, let him lie in it. Speaking of which, let’s get you to a proper bed.” With that, they left the room.

As they were down the hallway and almost out of earshot, Delilah spoke to Jace in a loud enough voice to carry down the hallway. “He is not going to finish your sentence, he agreed to set a new record. One week in the sarcophagus for your freedom.” She let out a chuckle as Ayman continued walking. They reached the elevator and were brought to a higher floor. Her words rang in his head and he could not stop the sobs coming out. Ayman just held him close and continued walking.

After going down some hallways, they reached Ayman’s room, it was large and well-furnished. It had a wall made entirely of glass that looked at the sea beyond it. It was late in the night based on the position of the moon. Ayman laid him on the bed and tucked him under the covers.

No bondage was on him for the first time in days, other than the chain around his neck with a padlock. Ayman undressed to his boxers and joined him in the bed. He did not fuck him, just help him against his chest and the pair drifted to sleep. The sobs stopped and he lost himself in Ayman’s embrace. Jace could get used to this, he thought as unconsciousness took root.

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[squirrel]

Oh man, this story is getting better and better with every chapter! I really want to know more about this Jack guy...

[blackbound]

This is your chance, Jace! I'm sure nothing bad will happen if you try to overpower him...

[Blue Ice]

Amamzing new chapter!!!!

[CaptiveDan]

Absolutely loving this story! Multiple days of bondage and torture is equal parts incredibly hot and terrifying. Excited to see how negotiations go, what Jace will agree to, and how what he agrees to will come back to hite him

[Subboi]

The dynamic between Jace and Jack is intriguing.

[Tsuhaya]

I just finished reading this story, and I have to say it was all really hot and amazing. Jace's 'vacation' in Egypt is fantastic , I loved it, especially the part with the gag and dirty socks. Mummification is one of my favorite practices, so this story is definitely on my watchlist for every update. I can't wait for the next chapters!

[privateandrews]

what a great story, poor lad is in real deep,

[Camguy2050]

what a great story with my fantasy bondage

[Bradstick]

Chapter 5
Striking a Deal and an Unsettling Encounter

Jace sat up in the bed and looked at the clock. It was past three in the afternoon, he had slept over 12 hours, most likely more. He still felt exhausted from the days in that box. However he could think clearly and made quick work scanning the room.

He was still naked which he was unsurprised by. He was in a well decorated room with earthy tone theme throughout. He was on possibly the most comfortable bed in the world under an even cozier duvet. The room was chilly which was a relief as he was now in Egypt during the dead of summer.

No one was in the room with him so he took a moment to gather himself. Throughout his time between meeting Jack and being released, he had come up with five items to negotiate, including Jack’s suggestion. He made to sure he could remember them all before removing the duvet and stepping onto the carpet. It felt so nice against his bear feet. He wanted to head the door but had a better idea.

He went over to the window and looked out. As he did, he stretched his muscles that had gone without any movement for days. If he opened that door, he may be bound once again if guards were posted at the door. If he could move his arms and legs, he would take the chance. As he looked out the window, he saw a courtyard below. There was a beautiful garden to his left, a magnificent view of the sea to his right.

He stared at the sea, being that now was the first time he got to see a body of water this large. As he rubbed his joints, he simply stared at the memorizing waters. He could see a wall around the estate with guards patrolling. They all carried a large rifles, he realized his chance for escape was quite slim. A thought raced through his mind ‘do I want to escape.’ Jace pushed the thought down before he reflect on what that meant and started to take calming breaths.

Once he felt ready, he made his way to the door and opened it. His assumption was half correct, as the guards looked at him. Both were tall and masculine. In a voice that was thick, one spoke in English “Good morning, remain in your room. We will let the Hawk know you are awake.” The voice was heavy and he clearly rarely spoke English. With a soft but firm hand, they pushed Jace back into the room and closed the door.

Jace let out a sigh and made his way to one of the chairs. It went better than he thought it would as he was currently not bound. Yet he could still do nothing but wait. It did not take long for Ayman to return. As Ayman made it through the door, before Jace could speak, he was picked up and brought into a passionate kiss. “Good morning darling, how did you sleep?” The large man set him down and asked his question with genuine interest.

“It…it…it was really nice. Being out of that box and into your bed was heavenly.” It took a while for Jace to answer as he debated his words. He guessed at where Ayman was trying to lead him and answered accordingly.

“It doesn’t have to be just my bed, not if you agree to my terms.” Ayman spoke the words with a smile and hint of desperation. He wanted Jace, and the longer it took, the more desperate he would become.

“Would do you mean?” Jace asked, already knowing the answer. Based on the look on Ayman face, Jack did not reveal what he spoke to Jace about. Jace realized he could use that to his advantage as well.

“That box is how I treat to my toys. But if you were to accept my terms, then you spend every night with me, in that bed.”

Jace thought for a moment before answering. “What do you mean by terms? Like making a deal?” Again Jace knew he was right, but he let Ayman confirm it. Jack mentioned Ayman was manipulative, two could play at that game.

“You are smarter than I give you credit for.” Ayman went in for another kiss which Jace fell into. “Come with me, we can settle the terms now.” Ayman led him out of the room, his hand on his back, leading him down the hall. Jace was quite embarrassed as the 4 guards and servants they passed all saw him naked.

He was brought into the room that looked like a small conference room. There was a man sitting against the far wall, in his late 60s maybe. The man was covered in wrinkles and looked to be at the edge of deaths door. He looked Jace up and down, and went back to the large document in front of him. He did not seemed concerned that Jace was naked, that didn’t stop Jace from going red. Ayman led him to a seat across the old man before he moved to the other side of the table and sat next to the left of the old man.

Ayman broke the silence first “this is Harold, our families Contract Attorney. He oversaw Jack’s contract, just as he will oversee yours. Let’s begin.”

With that a copy of the contract was passed to Jace. It did him little good as the contract was in a language he could not read. He just sighed and listened to the old man. Jace thought he learned what the true meaning of torture was in the sarcophagus, he was wrong. Harold was the most goddamn boring person on the planet.

Harold explained how Ayman would take full control over his medical needs. He would manage all of Jaces finances and other needs. Between the legal jargon, he realized that Ayman would take full control of his life at least legally. Harold also mentioned getting Jace citizenship, and once he had passed that, he could gain some rights back.

Jace knew he was fucked no matter if he took the deal or not. They had performed surgery on him a couple of days ago and he had no say about. Even if he did, Jace didn’t have a “Harold” in his corner. This family had money that could buy off anyone who tried to help Jace. So Jace just listened to boring old man and nodded along.

Eventually Harold finished and asked if he was ready to sign. Jace responded “you have presented your terms and I am willing to accept, on some conditions that must be included.” Ayman looked surprised, but that quickly turned to a smile. Harold on the other hand looked amused. Harold gave him the floor to make his demands. Neither had expected this but both seem willing to listen.

Jace knew that Ayman’s career was finding loopholes in contracts, if he presented terms, Ayman would try to exploit them somehow. Still, he needed to try. “My first term is that I get to wear clothes around the house. Anytime you get to wear clothes, I get the same option. I don’t want to be naked all the time.”

Ayman looked at him with a smile and nodded. “I will agree so long as I get to choose the outfits. You can decline them and choose to wear nothing. However this will not be included in any punishments or while we are in the bedroom, if I want you naked for there, you will be. Do you agree?” Jace considered and nodded. Harold took note and let Jace continue.

“For one hour a day, I will be able to workout at my own pace and however I choose. That includes access to the pool I saw outside. It also means I will not be bound during the workout” This was not critical for Jace, but he wanted the ability to workout. Plus it may be a chance to escape bondage for one hour a day. Jack mentioned Ayman’s love for bondage. Having a mandatory break each day may be vital down the line.

Ayman considered before nodding. “That can be agreeable, but I reserve the right to work out with you. Also, if I choose, after any workout session you will worship my body for at least an hour unless I decide to end it early or cancel.” Jace thought back to the hotel room and his large naked body. This is not something Jace would oppose on any day, but he didn’t need Ayman to know that. He agreed to the deal.

Harold took more notes before motioning him to continue. “When it comes to sex, certain kinks are off the table. That includes scat, piss and blood are all a no go.” Ayman was quick to answer “For shit and piss, I agree without rebuttal. Blood I am willing to give up so long as I can leave marks. If I want to bruise that perfect ass of yours, I will still be able to.” Jace took a longer time considering. Would this be a point he pushed on. Eventually he decided to take the deal as is and not push his luck.

Jace spoke again for his fourth term “you can’t use a cock cage on me under any circumstance.” This one was shorter than the others but one he was passionate about. He hated that thing and concede to whatever have it off the board entirely. A frown crossed Ayman lips before disappearing just a quickly. He let out a sigh and nodded.

“If that is what you wish then we can remove it. However, your cock will still belong to me. If you cum without my permission you will be punished brutally. If you are caught masterbating without my approval, the cage will be used for two weeks. With that, milking and edging will be used regularly, especially in regard to punishments. Does that seem agreeable.” Without a seconds hesitation, he agreed to the terms. Harold took notes before allowing Jace to proceed.

“My final term is being able to renegotiate the contract after one year, on my birthdate, and every year following.” Choosing the day as his date of birth was for a couple reasons. One, there was chance Ayman would be more willing as a kind of birthday present. It would also make sure he never forgot the date.

The offer surprised both of them, sending Harold into a coughing fit. “So that’s what the sneaky bastard told you!” Ayman accused, his face a mix of rage and pure enjoyment at being out maneuvered by Jack. Jace realized he had been right to ask for this last. Ayman would have been less willing had he brought this up first.

The rage faded and Ayman let out a laugh. “If you want it to be renegotiable after one year, then you will have to work for it. Unless I require you, you will have daily duties assisting the household. Cooking and serving meals, cleaning, laundry, ect. You would work directly under the head of our house hold. When she retires you are to take her place. If she deems you unfit for the position, you will not renegotiate that year. Does that sound agreeable?”

Jace listened intently. Whatever this position was, Ayman wanted him to have it. This clause of the contract was simply his way of introducing it. He guessed he would have brought this up later, in a setting he planned for, but he wouldn’t waste the opportunity now. “What does head of house entail?” He asked

“You would be in charge of all the staff other than the guards. You would be in charge of hiring and firing. Whenever they are sick or behind, you would cover their slack. You would become a glorified homemaker in a way.” Ayman said the last line with a smile. Jace agreed to the deal and Harold took note of the discussion. “However, that won’t be for a while, now you will simply be the lowest of the household cleaners and have to work your way up.” Jace nodded once more and waited for Ayman to continue.

“Harold will need sometime to create a new draft with your amendments. How about a tour until he is finished?” With that he stood and led Jace out of the room. Still naked, he was led away from Ayman’s room and into the central living. He saw Hammer and Hound playing a game of pool towards the back. They looked up with a wave before returning to their game.

They went room by room of the large mansion. He did not realize people could live in this much luxury. Ayman seemed glad to give him the tour and despite the circumstances, Jace was happy.

It took an hour and a half to explore the first and second floor. He met many different guards and wait staff, all of which smiled at him. Despite being naked, none of them reacted to it. Ayman arm was always on his back guiding him. It was never more than a couple moments that Ayman touch left him before it returned. They made small talk before the conversation picked up.

“What is in the basement?” Jace asked. For the first time since they left the room with Harold, Ayman confidence faltered for just a moment.

“The basement is where we complete a lot of training. You were down there for a bit. Hammer and Hound run the basement while Harpy and I run the upstairs.” Ayman responded, clearly wanting the conversation to end.

Jace however would not let the topic go. “And what exactly do they train down there?” He asked

Ayman let out a sigh before responding. “They train people into subs. Their masters send them here to be trained before they use them. We have a large international clientele. Most of them now are willing, though occasionally one as yourself will come through.” Jace look horrified at the idea.

Ayman continued “Like I said, most are willing. Delilah, or Harpy, is a well known surgeon. I specialize in Law and creating contracts. The medical check ups are a front for Hammer and Hounds business. That is where we make most of the money. Most people in power want a sub, and there are plenty of subs looking for powerful masters. We simply match them up and make sure they are compatible.”

Jace paused for a while and kept walking. He was thinking of a reply before a servant ran towards Ayman. They spoke again in Arabic, but Ayman eyes turned panicked. He grabbed Jaces arm and led him towards the entry way of the house.

They were on the second floor so they arrived at the top landing. Down below was an argument between Delilah and a bald white man. There were guards he recognized and guards he did not on both sides, all of them heavily armed. The argument was getting heated as Ayman entered the verbal fray. Ayman moved away from Jace and signaled to guards to watch him.

As the guards moved, the bald man turned his attention towards Jace. An old voice spoke at him, one that caused his spine to stiffen and his knees to shake. In English Jace heard “And who would you be?”

Jace felt sick as the man looked him up and down. Ayman voice shouted in English “Damien, he is none of your concern. Get the hell out of our house.” The two guards grabbed him and pulled him out of the landing. They rushed him back to his room and led him inside.

“What is going on?” He asked the two guards. After a long look between the two, one answered in English.

“That is very dangerous man. Three of our guards are dead. Get into the closet and we will wait for Hawk to return.” Jace tried to ask another question but was silenced. “No more questions, in now!”

Jace obliged and hid in the closet. The two guards took defensive positions in the room, not to defend them selves but to defend him.

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It took three hours of terrible silence before the door opened and Ayman entered. Jace was near a panic attack worrying about him and nearly melted as Ayman scooped him into an embrace.

“I’m sorry my darling. If I had known he was in the foyer, I would have never brought you out there.” Jace just held onto him, and breathed him in.

“Your men, are they okay?” Jace asked. Since he heard about the three dead guards.

“Three dead, five more injured and Delilah is taking care of them. The rest are on high alert.” He took a second to compose himself before speaking again. “Harold finished the contract. I want you to go there with the guards and go over it again. Once you are comfortable, sign it. Am I clear?” Ayman was more serious than he had been all day. Jace nodded and the two guards led him away.

Despite his relief of Ayman being okay, he was pissed as Harold went over every piece of the contract again, slower this time. It took two hours before he was able to sign and escorted back to the room. A cold dinner was on the desk with a note from Ayman.

Eat up and head to bed. I will be back late tonight, I will see you in the morning.
-Hawk

Jace did as ordered and soon found himself back into the lovely bed. There was a brief thought of masterbating but he decided not push his luck. Besides as he fell asleep, his only thought were who that bald man was and why he killed three guards.
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Please vote on the poll above. Keep in mind all the options will involve some bondage. This chapter was pretty bondage light, that will not be the norm. If you have any suggestions, please let me know!

@Blue Ice | @Mummybag | @squirrel | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @bondagefreak | @Hornysub | @KidBlink | @Scottstud94 | @harveygasson | @blackbound | @Subboi| @Camguy2050 | @privateandrews | @Tsuhaya | @CaptiveDan

[KidBlink]

Ohhhhhhhhhh, I can't wait to see what happens next!

[gag1195]

The plot thickens! Contracts, negotiations, murder???

[blackbound]

I had to pick house-hold chores. Even if it appears to be the boring choice, there's so many ways to spice it up with various kinds of bondage...

Jace better hope that the "deeming fit" clause is not used against him.

And who is Damien? Very suspenseful.

[squirrel]

Fantastic chapter! I loved the negotiations... it was really hot!