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I like seeing him in the interview, and I'm guessing it'll be a running theme for Laney to meet with all members of the Crew in person. I wasn't expecting Crest to be a non-native speaker, but looking back, it makes sense from his way of speaking. Also, liked the touch of him enjoying sensory deprivation.
Tommy really got the short end of the stick on the chore department, but I think he needs to work his way up to the top. Not all slaves can start as the bed warmer for their master, haha!
Bondage enthusiast in his 20s, a fan of cute guys, underwear, and bondage, preferably together.
I have to wonder just how long Luke had to restrain himself (pun intended) from tying the Crew before the interview to ensure no rope marks were visible!
Good to see Tommy is still being taught humility and that he has some way to go before being fully trusted. I hope the apology was sincere and that he sees that this could be a positive step being part of the crew
@bond_G I know that I personally would not want to be in Tommy's position right now, given his position in the chore hierarchy! But you're right that it is nice to see Tommy making his own way into the group! I am definitely looking forward to having Tommy spend time with the other Crew as well!
@DeeperThanRed I love finally getting to explore the Crew backstories! I feel like I've been teasing it for so long! You also guess correctly, we'll begin to see the other Crew interviews as the story continues! We are also going to explore more of what makes the Crew members tick and what gets them going! And sadly, yes, it'll be a bit of time before Tommy graduates to bed warmer- there are already too many fighting for that position as is!
@Volobond As you well know, there are plenty of ways to restrain a guy without leaving rope marks! Lots of leather was employed before the interviews- sleepsacks, straitjackets, armbinders, even leather cuffs! Nothing will stop Luke from making sure his Slaves are properly bound and gagged!
@blackbound well, Haze has already claimed the white/gray color, but rest assured, Tommy will get his own eventually! Also, worry not, the cupholder portion of the gag you used in your story will be making an appearance here before too long!
@Socksbound We are still early enough in our story that its not wrong to doubt Tommy's sincerity. Luke is certainly taking no chances! But you're right, that hopefully some good ol fashioned humility will go a long way in helping Tommy move closer to acceptance!
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, everyone! I'm glad everyone is enjoying getting to know Crest a bit more and as well as getting to see more of Tommy's training! Lots more to look forward to in the next chapter! (which hopefully will be out sometime next week!)
After some time away I come back to several back-to-back chapters of this mesmerizing tale!
The interplay between the crew members is fascinating and it was a welcome gift to learn more about Crest.
As Tommy begins his deeper training, it makes me wonder what his niche in the Crew will be. Oh, Luke will find a set of responsibilities in the house, of course. But beyond that? What will his "name" be? I don't think calling him "Thief" will fly with the TV viewers. And what of his color? I'm getting a red vibe, personally. And what will he do in the Crew? What home remodelling skills does he have? Carpentry? Asphalt and paving? Masonry? We will have to see. Although Tommy has a while before he's ready to be on-camera.
And I adore the interview epigrams. It's a marvellous way to frame the chapters and give us more insight into the characters. I'm a little jealous, lol.
@wataru14 happy to see you back, friend! Glad you were able to get caught up and enjoyed yourself! I know the first few chapters were a bit slow as Tommy took his time getting acclimated to his new situation, so I am thrilled to finally get to involve him more with the Crew and explore and expand those relationships and interactions! I am also loving all the Crest love! I cannot wait to share more about him and the other Crew (and hopefully there's as much love for them as there currently is for Crest)! As for Tommy's future position in the house, on the Crew, and his eventual color, obviously I cannot confirm or deny anything until the eventual reveals... but I will say, some clues and seeds have already been planted in some of the chapters... You're right, though. Thief cannot be his Crew name, for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that it isn't a color!
And my goodness, you humble me! Having read and loved all of your works here, I don't think you have anything to be jealous of! But that comment does have me smiling the biggest smile! It's quite the compliment to receive from an amazing writer like you!
And here is the next chapter for you all! Delving more into Crest's story, and of course, continuing to train young Tommy! Don't forget to leave a comment! I always enjoy reading everyone's comments!
Also, I'm debating making a new poll, to determine who Tommy should shadow next. Would you all want to vote on that? Let me know!
Part 15: Hanging on Every Word
“I do have some follow up questions, and I apologize if they come off as rude.” Laney cautioned.
Crest nodded. “I promise to take no offense to any words.” He gave a small smile and waited.
“You originally came to LA to make it as a piano player, and even though you had some difficulty finding work, you did eventually, at this gallery.” Crest nodded slightly again. “So why give that up to join Luke’s Crew on a home improvement show? Surely that gallery gig would have eventually opened more piano shaped doors? You don’t exactly get many chances to play while fixing plumbing and designing pools.”
Crest looked down, but he was smiling, trying to hide his reaction. When he looked up, he was stoic once more, the barest hint of an upturned lip. “It is true it is not a logical career path. You say it true- I do not play the piano on the shows. But the gallery was not opening many doors for me. And I have met some of the important music people while working for Mas- ahem- Mr. Luke. Besides, he made an offer I couldn’t refuse.”
Laney considered Crest’s answer and nodded. “I suppose any door can be the right door in a town like this! You said you’ve been able to connect with some music people?”
“Yes, some music producers, working with our own audio-visual team. And some of the orchestra members that work for one of the studios.”
“Have you had the chance to play with any of them?”
Crest smiled. “I have. It has been a great honor and experience. I was much less nervous than when I first came to LA.”
“I’ll bet!” Laney laughed. “But, it sounds like you aren’t exactly jumping ship? No plans to pursue your original music career?”
At this question, Crest shook his head. “I do not think so. At least not that I can predict. I owe Mr. Luke much. Loyalty is very important to both of us. I am his for as long as he would have me.”
“That’s very commendable. And in an industry that can sometimes be very cutthroat, it is refreshing to see such displays of loyalty and support!”
“I truly do not know where I would be without Mr. Luke.” Crest nodded, hiding the slightest hint of blush.
“Circling back”, Laney continued, “how did you end up as the Crew’s plumbing expert? It is quite an interesting leap going from hopeful pianist to renowned home improvement plumbing expert!”
“You flatter me, Ms. Laney.” Crest could not help but blush this time. “But that is a much simple answer than you might expect. My mother was my first teacher. She taught me everything there was to know about the piano. Helped me love the practice and beautiful sound of the instrument. My father was my second teacher. Tried to give me the same love for engineering and math that I did for piano. So when Mr. Luke invited me to join his Crew, my engineering skill and learning made me a natural fit for plumber.” Crest paused and took in a deep breath. “Mr. Luke fought very hard to get me on his Crew. As I said, I owe him a great deal.”
—--
Tommy had been Crest’s assistant for a few days, serving as the Blue Slave’s living brush. Tommy had become one with the humiliator gag, its different attachments changed regularly to help Crest in keeping the far too numerous bathrooms spotlessly clean and up to Luke’s standards.
Tommy had indeed also been loaned to Spark every night after dinner. Luke and his Crew enjoyed nice meals upstairs in the dining room, while Tommy waited for his plain fare down below. Afterwards, the gag was put back in and the dish scrubber attachment was inserted. He was marched upstairs and made to kneel at the sink while Spark cleaned the kitchen. And Spark, despite his kind demeanor, was unforgivably firm in his handling of Tommy’s head. The larger man’s hand tightly forced Tommy’s head into regular circular motions “to ensure no residue remained” on any plate.
Beyond his new dishwashing duty, however, Tommy only interacted with Crest and Master Luke. He was currently bonded with Crest, Luke had explained, and until his training with Crest was complete, he wouldn’t be spending much time with the others. Only if Haze’s strength was needed to help subdue an unruly Tommy.
Four days into being bonded to Crest, Luke decided it was time for more training, more exposure to some of Crest’s turn ons. The three of them were down in the basement, as Luke helped prepare them.
“It may not be much of a surprise to learn”, Luke was explaining as he released Tommy from the leather mitts and forced his hands and arms into leather arm binders, “but, just as Crest enjoys his quiet time to float in his sensory deprivation, he also enjoys floating, literally. Suspension bondage!” Luke was excited.
Tommy was currently ball gagged, so couldn’t offer much of a response, but his eyes widened some when Luke mentioned suspension. Crest remained silent, but bore a slight grin on his face as he watched his fellow slave.
Luke cinched the binder, forcing Tommy’s arms behind his back, his hands into points, and of course, completely encased in leather. “Since this is your first time being suspended, I’ll be kind. It can be an intense process if you aren’t used to it. There’s ways to alleviate the pressure, but it is still a lot. You’ll see when I hoist Crest up! Fret not, Tommy! You’ll be getting what is essentially the training wheels version. But let's get Crest set up first, so you can appreciate the full and forthcoming effect!”
Tommy could do nothing but watch, binder and ankle shackles preventing any real attempts to move or even struggle. He watched as Luke gathered quite a few items from Crest’s blue area, depositing them on the platform where his willing slave stood silently waiting.
Luke took a bundle of leather and buckles, something that almost resembled a glove or oven mitt, and opened it up. He gingerly placed Crest’s right hand into the padded leather area, closing the leather around his wrist and palm. Tommy watched as he buckled, tightened, and locked four different buckles, two on his wrist, one on his lower palm, and the last one over the middle of his palm.
When he was finished, Luke checked each strap and lock, then pulled the leather covered hand up to kiss his Slave’s palm. He then repeated the same action with Crest’s left hand. When the last strap had been buckled, Crest looked like he was wearing bulky, fingerless leather gloves.
Similar cuffs were buckled and locked around Crest’s feet and ankles. Each cuff fit snugly around and engulfed Crest’s ankle and upper foot, leaving only the balls of his feet and toes exposed.
Luke unwound the coils of blue rope he brought with him and began attaching the ends of different pieces of rope to the various rings on Crest’s cuffs. Each padded leather cuff at two sturdy steel rings, and now each ring had an equally sturdy blue knot and rope dangling from it. Luke picked up the ropes attached to Crest’s right wrist and lifted them up to the waiting horizontal bar chained above the platform. The bar had an assortment of rings that matched the ones on Crest’s cuffs. Luke took his time adjusting the length of the ropes, the pull against Crest’s arms, and the height of each knot he was tying. He repeated the process on the left wrist, and soon Crest was forced to hold his arms up in the air as they dangled helplessly by the blue ropes tightly tied to the bar out of reach.
But he wasn’t floating… yet.
Luke took the right ankle ropes and forced Crest to awkwardly balance on his left foot. His right foot was pulled up, not high, but just below his knee, before the rope was tied off on the bar. Then his left foot. And soon, Crest was floating, about a foot off the platform, gently swaying back and forth as his body weight fought against the pull of gravity.
Luke stood next to Tommy, admiring the floating Slave. “Each of those rings helps alleviate the pressure from Crest’s arms and legs. If I had just tied his wrists and ankles directly to the bar, he’d be in incredible pain as all his weight pulled down on his wrists. The leather padding reduces the pain, and the rings more evenly distribute the weight so it doesn’t cause serious harm. I can add more points to adjust the weight distribution- arms, legs, torso. I may need to when I eventually tie you like that. But today, we’ll use this!”
A collection of leather straps was lifted into Tommy’s vision. He watched as Master Luke attached the different straps to another hanging bar, and a vague shape appeared. It looked like a swing? Or one of those hanging baby bouncers. And Tommy immediately began shaking his head.
“MMMMNNN NNNNN!” He tried to pull away as Luke unlocked his ankle restraints and dragged him over to the leather sling. But it was no use. His Master lifted him up as if he weighed almost nothing and soon Tommy was sitting, balancing, on two looped leather straps. They’d been tightened against his thighs to prevent him from slipping out. A strap across his chest and back attached to the hanging straps to further secure him in place. And, like Crest next to him, he was now swinging, more violently, as he struggled to break free from the leather lifting him off the ground.
But Luke was not quite finished. He reapplied the leather cuffs around Tommy’s ankles, and fed some blue rope through them and pulled them up, tying them off on the leather arm binder. Tommy was now mimicking Crest’s raised ankles, forced into a suspended sling hogtie.
Luke crossed his arms over his bare chest, the leather gloves on his hands creaking slightly as they flexed open and closed. “You’ve been Crest’s little helper for a few days now, Tommy. I think it’s time the three of us had a chat. And while we chat, we can continue your training…”
Tommy stared expectantly, waiting. Neither Crest nor Luke said anything, and Luke did not move from his spot to collect more items. Luke waited. It took a moment, but realization finally dawned on his slave. Tommy nodded slowly and Luke smiled.
“Crest, your report please. How has Tommy fared as your assistant this week?” Luke asked the question to his blue collared boy, but he did not break eye contact with Tommy.
Crest was quiet, contemplative, as he took the measure of Tommy over the past few days. He quietly nodded to himself and spoke up. “He was acceptable. Yes. He did not resist much after the shock of the first day. He allowed me to guide him as my tool. He only moaned a little. I cannot speak for Spark, but I do not believe he had any complaints from Tommy’s help either, Master.I will not say that he enjoyed himself as my brush, but he did accept his place as it.”
“Thank you, Crest. I knew I could count on you.” He stepped up to Tommy, and kissed him over the ball gag. “And thank you, Tommy. It took some doing, but I think you are finally starting to accept things.”
He cupped Tommy’s face, caressing his Slave’s cheek with his leather thumbs.
“While we continue your training, Tommy, Crest is going to share more about himself. Tell you his story. If you are going to be part of my Crew, you need to get to know each other. And I think that Crest will offer some valuable insight about your alternatives.”
So Crest nodded and began. He spoke of his childhood in Hong Kong, the difficulty of moving to the United States, his love for the piano, and his eventual move to LA.
“I was dejected when I received rejection after rejection.” Crest said. “But then I received a callback from someone who worked at the symphony. At least he said he did.”
Tommy shrieked into his gag as Luke applied a warming lubricant to his exposed hole. “MMMM?”
A gloved hand clamped down over Tommy’s mouth. “Shhh…. Don’t interrupt Crest. He rarely talks this long. We are going to quietly continue your training. Since you behaved, you get the small, comfortable plug instead of the bigger dildo. Just try to relax.”
“When I went to my audition, it was an ambush. The man did work for the symphony, but he also worked for the same Company that you were almost sent to. I sat down to play my piece and he pinned me down, held a rag over my face and I was out.”
Luke applied a generous amount of the lubricant to a small butt plug and began massaging the tip towards Tommy’s opening.
“When I woke up, I did not know where I was. Only that I was a prisoner. Chained up, silenced, naked, and caged. I was a slave. My old life was over.”
Luke held Tommy still to prevent any swaying, and pushed the plug further in.
“I was to be trained. But I was too violent. Too unpredictable. Bit two of the handlers who tried to control me. Almost took off a finger. I refused to submit. I would not let them take me. Break me.”
The plug entered, deeper, deeper still, and Tommy moaned. “Shhh!” A leather slap.
“I believe they planned to kill me. Cut their losses with bad merchandise. If I couldn’t be trained, I was no use to my Masters. But they gave me one last chance.”
Luke leaned in to whisper in Tommy’s ear. “You’re doing so good, boi… the plug is all the way in. I bet it feels real good. Keep it in, don’t let it fall, and you’ll get a nice reward when I let you down…”
Luke let his leather hands explore his young Slave’s suspended body as Crest continued his story.
“They sent me to auction, as is, defective. There was a market of clients that liked doing the training and breaking of new slaves. A new art gallery was opening, and hidden inside, invitation only, another gallery was selling their wares. I was among them. Dressed in my best, caged, on display like an animal in a zoo.”
Luke stroked Tommy’s chest with his strong hands, tweaking his nipple. “This is my favorite part…”
Crest smiled and blushed. “And that’s when I met Master Luke…”
Now we know why Crest jumped from being a musician to one of Luke's crew! I wasn't expecting this at all. Poor guy, I'm glad he has a better master now.
It's nice how Tommy is getting to know the others better, but Luke might be making it hard for him to concentrate!
On another note, I also liked this bit:
...while working for Mas- ahem- Mr. Luke.
I bet Crest spent a good while muzzled after the interview for this slip-up!
Bondage enthusiast in his 20s, a fan of cute guys, underwear, and bondage, preferably together.
In this story I'm constantly torn between "wow, a life of perpetual bondage, what a dream" and "there are more of you then him, take out Luke and get your life back!"
CaptiveDan wrote: 3 weeks ago
In this story I'm constantly torn between "wow, a life of perpetual bondage, what a dream" and "there are more of you then him, take out Luke and get your life back!"
Fantastic writing, love the suspension
It's an interesting dichotomy, isn't it? On the surface it seems one way, but all four of the Crew truly love Master Luke and are happy in their situation. I don't think any of them WANT their old lives back. It remains to be seen for Thief, of course. But I have a suspicion that the deeper he gets into Luke's world, the more he'll find that he's seeing the life he wants.
@DeeperThanRed Crest definitely represents the darker reality of the Company, and the slavery and breaking of slaves necessary for their products. Sort of a cautionary tale for Tommy. A "What If", if you will. Rest assured, Crest is the only Company purchase Luke has made! We came about his other Crew members without the aid of his shadowy business partners! And yes, of course, such a slip up like Crest's must have consequences. Muzzled indeed, though with how quiet Crest usually is, I suppose its not much of a punishment in the end!
@CaptiveDan Logically speaking, it is frustrating because, as you pointed out, Luke is very easily outnumbered. Why do they stay, and why so willingly? Is it simply the love of constant bondage? Or is there something more there?
@wataru14 We will for sure investigate Luke's Crew, and their reasons for staying as we continue the tale! And yes, as we explore more with the Crew, Tommy might just come to realize a few things about himself and his situation as well! And, as Luke keeps trying to point out to young Tommy, there are certainly worse fates out there!
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, everyone! I really appreciate it! Also, let me know if you'd like that poll I mentioned at the top of the chapter- Who should Tommy train with next? Would you like that to be a reader decision, or leave his fate up to me?
I actually feel for Crest after the beginning of his story. I know this is obviously a work of fiction but I suspect I would react the same as him if I was put into his shoes. I will admit I like being tied up on occasions but I would not easily accept being sold into slavery. I am free-spirited and would never want to be stuck somewhere permanently. And I do not do well taking orders. So this wouldn't go well for me.
However it seems as though Crest lucked out considering the company's cleints. Luke is definitely their master but I view him as a mostly kind one. He's doesn't seem to abuse them and they even have some freedom to enjoy other activities. So if your gonna get sold into slavery, Luke seems to be (atleast so far) one of the easiest going doms there is if you stay on his good side. Tommy has 1st hand found that out what not following directions earns him. But he's also seeing Luke's other side if he simply follows those directions/orders.
I still say it would be funny if Tommy and Haze get up to a little mischief later on in the story and turn on Luke, just to show him he's out numbered but otherwise don't wanna leave. That's my opinion and in no way want/need that to happen, just think it would be funny. But back to Crest, he really lucked out being bought by Luke. His fate could have been far far worse. All in all, I think given the circumstances, he doesn't have a bad life at all now!
Hehehehe I do always love getting to explore the Company - both its delights and its dangers! It's really interesting to see Crest's perspective on it all, though I hardly think Tommy is truly paying attention...
@red86 Oh for sure! Some of these scenarios with Luke are incredibly hot, but I could not imagine being his slave for an extended period, even if he has thus far shown himself to be an overall good master. Tough but fair, is his adage after all! I suspect that potential for Tommy and Haze shenanigans is why Luke is keeping those two apart for the moment!
@Volobond We are about to enjoy another dose of my interpretation of some Company stuff! Buckle up!
Here is the next chapter everyone! I hope you enjoy!
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And here we come to the end of our Crest focused chapters, at least for now. I hope everyone has enjoyed our time getting to know Crest a bit more. And I think I have decided to leave the next bit up to you lovely readers! So be sure to vote in the new poll: Which Crew Member should Tommy train with next?
Part 16: Ripples
“Just one last question, if you’ll indulge me…” Laney leaned in, and Gabe followed suit. “How did you come up with the name Crest? I mean, it fits so well, but for sure would not have been my first thought for a nickname.”
Gabe smiled wide and nodded. “It is definitely a more ‘out there’ nickname. We really struggled with coming up with a good nickname. We knew I was going to be the plumbing and bathroom and pool expert for the Crew, and so naturally, my color was going to be blue.”
Laney nodded in agreement. “That makes total sense. But why not something like Wave?”
“We thought of that, and Wave was actually our working name for a long time, in part because my surname, Hai, means wave. But it never really felt like the best option.” Gabe rubbed his chin. “We tested so many water related nicknames- stream, river, ocean, wave, tide, tsunami. The list goes on.”
Laney turned her lip up at the list. “You’re right, none of those sound quite right.I hear each one and cannot picture you as a River, or Tide.”
“Definitely not.” Gabe shook his head.
“So how did Crest come about?”
“By complete chance actually.” Crest explained. “I was working on a piece, and Luke was listening to me play. I was practicing the crescendo, trying to get the impact, the emotion, just right. So I was repeating the same notes over and over again. Luke and I were talking, discussing the music and I asked him about how he was feeling listening to the music cresting. We both froze and realized what my nickname should be.”
“A serendipitous moment! And thank goodness for that!” Laney sighed. “Again, I couldn’t imagine you as River…”
—--
Four years ago…
Luke and Damian strolled through the dimly lit space, past the vibrant painting hanging on the walls, the lights of the space angled towards the works on display. Luke wore his nicely fitting navy blue suit. Damian sported his grey checked suit, the buttons of his dress shirt open to reveal the green trimmed leather collar locked around his neck. Luke’s left hand rested calmly but firmly between Damian’s shoulder blades, guiding him and asserting his control. In his left hand, he held a small leather flogger, occasionally swinging it to make contact with his husband’s behind.
Luke steered them towards the installation at the back of the gallery. The pair nodded and waved at familiar faces, Damian collected two champagne flutes from a passing server’s tray. They stopped and chatted briefly with the occasional passerby, but kept their ultimate goal in their sights.
At the back of the gallery, against the wall, was a beautiful sculpted tree. A live model, a handsome young blonde man wearing only a loin cloth was strung up to the tree, his bound hands raised above his head.
The living facsimile of St. Sebastian was a near perfect replica, with one unusual addition, a matching loin cloth gag covering his mouth, and the bulging fabric clearly indicated more was stuffed inside the model’s mouth.
Luke confidently approached the nearly naked model, who did his best to remain stoic and unmoving. Luke pushed one of the arrows stuck into the tree further in, hearing a satisfied click and the tree, and model, swung in, revealing a second gallery.
Luke ushered his husband inside, and closed the tree door, but not before flogging St. Sebastian once, hard enough to make him recoil and break character.
Inside, the real gallery and auction were taking place. Merchandise still lined the walls, some hung up directly, others cordoned off behind security cages. The clientele of this hidden auction matched Luke and Damian more closely than the art lovers outside. More collars, leather instruments, and confident studs mingled around the space. Muzzled servers silently moved between the crowds, carrying trays of drinks and hors d'oeuvres.
Luke tucked his flogger into his pocket and collected his drink from Leaf, planting a kiss on his husband’s lips. “See anything you like? Something you can’t live without?”
“I’ve only got eyes for you, Sir…” Leaf coyly whispered back, but made a show of scrutinizing the nearest piece on display.
The pair began their tour of the room, stopping to enjoy the offerings on auction, reading the information for each. At each option, Luke and Damian shared their opinions, but ultimately moved on to the next.
“I’m not exactly looking to commit to any purchase.” Luke said. “But if we see something we both really like, I won’t say no. I think we’re ready for something new, don’t you?”
Damian nodded, scrunching his face at the latest piece. “I think so. I can see your restlessness every time we play.” He straightened up. “Not this one, too shy.”
They passed over the naked young man chained spread eagle to the wall, quietly weeping behind his ball gag.
They considered a few more offerings before rounding the corner and nearly colliding with another couple. “Luke!”
“Maxim!” The two clasped hands. Maxim smiled. “I didn’t think you’d be here tonight! You never responded to the RSVP!” He pulled on the sleeve of his sleek leather jacket, which covered his dress shirt and tie. His normally serious face was nicely framed by his neat stubble and short, styled hair.
“Apologies, Maxim! We originally thought we’d be on vacation, but I got the dates wrong. Forgot to send in our response.” He turned to Maxim’s partner and extended his hand. “Heath! How are you?”
Maxim’s husband and slave, Heath, beamed. He looked in his element, his long hair falling beautifully over his face, his peacoat adding just the perfect air of pretension to his look. “Mr. McClain, I hope you two are enjoying yourselves!”
“The door was a nice touch.” Damian said, taking his turn to shake hands.
“Thank you!” Heath couldn’t stop beaming. “It seemed too perfect not to include.”
Maxim looked around at the Company offerings on display. “We’ve got quite the selection this time around. Are you thinking of buying anything tonight? Or are we just browsing?”
Luke shrugged. “You don’t go to an auction unless you are prepared to spend some money. But, we aren’t exactly committing just yet. What about you, Maxim?”
Maxim shook his head. “Heath is all I need. Besides, I am technically on the clock as the legal department liaison. So I cannot participate in the auction.”
Luke leaned in, his voice just loud enough for Maxim to hear over the general atmosphere of the crowded room. “Off the record?”
Maxim smiled, and shook his head. “Off the record, there is an intriguing ‘as-is’ near the back. But I don’t think I’d want him. He’s a bit too untamed. Almost bit off Skelnick’s finger the other day. He’s a fighter, for sure. I think I like the idea of him, more than the reality of having to train him.” He nodded over his shoulder to the wall of caged displays in the farthest corner of the room. “But I do think you’d like him. You managed that Haze of yours so masterfully, I think you might actually be able to tame this stallion.”
“Well, I am from Texas. Breaking broncos is in my blood.” He winked. “Well, I think we’ll continue browsing. How long are the two of you in town?”
“Two more weeks.” Maxim thought for a moment. “There’s a few more cases I need to assist with, and Heath is finishing up an installation before we head back east.”
“That reminds me!” Luke interjected. “Heath, the statue is perfect! It makes our entryway! Amazing work!”
Heath blushed, but continued to beam.
“Anyways, you two need to visit before you leave.” Luke invited. “It’s been too long.”
“I was hoping you’d ask. We’ll chat later.” Maxim said, extending his hand to Luke and Damian once more. “For now, though, duty calls. We must keep mingling…”
Luke and Damian continued to browse, eventually making their way to the “as-is” section.
And the pair stopped.
In front of them, a cage separated them from the glowering face of a handsome Asian man. He was dressed in a nice patterned shirt, but otherwise was covered in leather. Tight leather pants, leather boots, a leather jacket draped over his lap, even leather gloves on his hand. He sat at the edge of a bed, assessing each and every person that stopped to stare at him.
“Gabe Hai.” Damian leaned down to read the card on the wall next to the cage. “Originally from Hong Kong, more recently from Oregon. Warning: violent and unstable. Prone to dangerous outbursts. Keep muzzled.” Gabe slammed a gloved hand against his cage to accent that last point, as he sneered at Luke. Damian jumped back in shock before laughing at his own reaction. “He is feisty.” He continued to read. “Mechanical engineering degree. No living family in the states. Special Skills: Piano.”
Damian straightened back up. “We could finally get some use out of that old piano the sellers left behind.”
“This one?” Luke asked, not taking his eyes off of Gabe.
Damian smiled and nodded. “Don’t you think?”
Luke thought for a moment. The slave in front of him was very handsome. And dangerous. A challenge. An enticing and intriguing proposition. “I think he’ll be a great fit. Perfect actually…”
—--
Present Day
“I didn’t know it then, but Master Luke was about to change my life. He won me in the auction, handily. My violent and dangerous warning scared off many potential masters. But not Master Luke.”
“Not that you made training easy for any of us.” Luke joked. “The sign wasn’t wrong. We had to keep Crest muzzled for a solid three months before he stopped trying to bite us. Which reminds me…” Luke disappeared for a moment before returning with a gag that Tommy hadn’t seen before. A circular panel gag, with the usual straps that connect at the back of the head, but also a small chain at the front of the gag, connected to one of the straps.
Luke forced the circular gag into Crest’s mouth, buckling it and locking it tightly. Tommy watched as Luke pulled on the chain the middle part of the circular gag pulled free, revealing an opening into Crest’s mouth. Tommy saw that the gag was pushed in past the teeth, preventing Crest from closing his mouth or pushing the gag out. His tongue was still mostly free, trying to find a comfortable spot under and on the protruding ring.
“That’s enough talking from Crest. I’m sure he could use the rest.” He spit into Crest’s open gag before re-inserting the stopper. “And we won’t be hearing Crest’s voice for the next few days at least.” He slapped his blue Slave. Hard. “That little slip up during your interview has earned you some time in the feeder gag. You and Tommy here can both enjoy Spark’s finest prison fare.”
Seeing his bonded fellow Slave forced into silence and future plain, slop meals, Tommy whined. Luke saw that seeing Crest punished clearly upset the young Slave. In all of his struggling, Luke also saw that the plug was slipping. As Tommy focused more on Crest, and his own concept of fairness, his focus on holding in the plug slipped.
The plug fell, slowly at first, but fast enough that Tommy couldn’t catch it in time. It thudded to the ground.
“Looks like both my bonded bois get some punishment tonight!”
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Luke stood over Tommy, who had been forced into a squatting position, his legs bent and tied to themselves. Black ropes tied his thighs to his ankles, his calves to his knees. His mitted hands were tied together and pulled up above him, stretching him to his limit.
“This is another great thing about suspension, Tommy. It keeps you in place. Just like that plug better stay in place until I come back and pull it out myself. Understood?”
Tommy nodded his ballgagged head ever so slightly, nervous to move too much, lest he repeat his mistake and dislodge the re-inserted butt plug. He stole a glance over to Crest, who’d remained in his suspension, but had been blindfolded and deafened. Luke had added a length of blue rope that he tied around Crest’s forehead and attached to the bar above, keeping the blue Slave from lowering his head.
Luke smiled. “It’s sweet that you’re concerned about Crest. But trust me, he can handle it. If I were you, I’d be more concerned with yourself. Let’s see how long you last. I’ll check in with you after dinner.”
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Another throwback story for Crest, but such a shame we didn't get to hear it more from him Haha, that's what you get for your slip up, Crest. But not gonna lie, that gag and Luke spat on it was hot
For the poll above, I vote for Leaf. I'm curious how Tommy trained with his Master's husband
Oh man. I kept postponing to read this, because I wanted to do it in a single sitting.
I'm glad I did. I am so intrigued with our thief boy and his training.
The way Luke has his stuff organized, the way he captivates the respect, loyalty and LOVE from all his subs... man oh man... a real Man.
Loving it.
And a last word to the author... amazing creativity with each man and their domain and the related training... I mean we got blue, but we will hopefully be getting the rest! Your creativity is noted, and adored.
Sorry for the delay in reading and commenting upon this fantastic story. Where do I begin?
I love the sensory deprivation theme that runs through the past three chapters. Tommy and Crest sacked together for the sack in ingenious! But what what makes the theme outstanding is Luke asking Tommy what he enjoyed and did not. Tommy confesses that he did not like the ear plugs -- too quiet for him. Well, Luke makes Tommy listen...really listen...to Crest's story as Luke works on his other senses, for instance feeling the dildo.
The sensory deprivation then becomes a heightened awareness of his senses. Turning him into the Ty-D-Bol man was perfect. He must use his sight to make sure toilets (and later dishes) are spotless. He must listen to the orders of Crest and Spark to execute their commands. And Tommy must surely overcome his revulsion of the smells of the dirty bowls.
Lastly, Luke instills a sense of camaraderie in Tommy by bonding him to Crest and next to the rest of the Crew (I voted for Haze, btw ). Tommy will experience the sensation of not being alone. It's a great way to overcome his sense of fear in his new life. There are others who experienced the same. It gave them a sense of strength and purpose. As it will to Tommy.
Excellent story craft, @gag1195! I LOVE this story.
@bond_G I think Crest would say that we've heard quite enough from him... If he currently could! And of course, Crest made a mistake, and has to face the consequences!
@DeeperThanRed Any chance I get to include Maxim and Heath, I have to take! They are just too fun! It is an interesting perspective, isn't it? Is Crest quiet by nature, or is he so quiet because he was forced to be quiet for so long? Of course, his habit of biting and attacking necessitated the long period of muzzling, which certainly is a factor in Crest being the strong, silent type...
@Volobond If he could get away with it, I'm sure Luke would include a living, bound doorman for each of his secret entrances! This chapter, at least the interview section, is definitely a bit of a peek behind the curtain for my writing. Of all my Crew names, I struggled the most with Crest's, because for all the different names for water and water related things, so many just sound weird as a name/nickname. He really was Wave for a long time in my notes, River for a bit, even Tide/Tidal. But I hated every single one until I settled on Crest, which I am quite happy with!
@MountainMan_91 I'm so glad you enjoyed it, and happy to see you all caught up! Luke certainly runs a tight ship, and with so many slaves, he has no choice but to stay as organized as possible! And my goodness, you flatter me too much! I appreciate it friend!
@blackbound I had initially planned on using a funnel gag for Crest's punishment, but didn't love it. For me, personally, funnel gags tend to and lend themselves into some kinks that I personally don't like and don't really care to write about. But luckily I was able to find that stopper gag, which accomplished the same goal for Crest's punishment! Basically, a "permanent gag to keep him quiet, while still making it possible to get food/water"!
@KidnappedCowboy I'm glad everyone has enjoyed our last few chapters with Crest, getting to know him, his kinks, his backstory, and his perspective! And of course, enjoying Tommy getting a crash course into more bondage, and servitude! And I appreciate these supportive comments! I cannot wait to pass Tommy along to the next Crew member to, as you said, help acclimate him to this life more and more!
Thanks for taking the time to comment and vote everyone! Obviously, the next chapter will have to wait until the poll closes! I really appreciate all the great thoughts and insights!
None of these names are bad but getting to know Gabe as Crest, idk if any of those actually would suit him better then Crest!
Poor guy though, his speech has been cut off for the foreseeable future. Though considering his quite nature, it's probably good for now since he's probably like a chatterbox once he starts talking
Now for my vote. I immediately ruled out Haze since I still sense the mischief those two could get up to. Probably best they get their alone time a little later on! Almost voted for Leaf but since Spark and I are fellow Sparky's, that's a silly enough reason to vote for him this time around
gag1195 wrote: 2 weeks ago
@blackbound I had initially planned on using a funnel gag for Crest's punishment, but didn't love it. For me, personally, funnel gags tend to and lend themselves into some kinks that I personally don't like and don't really care to write about. But luckily I was able to find that stopper gag, which accomplished the same goal for Crest's punishment! Basically, a "permanent gag to keep him quiet, while still making it possible to get food/water"!
That's interesting, because the original name I know for the feeder gag is quite different and goes in a similar direction.
I wasn't expecting this at all. Poor guy, I'm glad he has a better master now. 
from all his subs... man oh man... a real Man.
