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The technical bit Alecs Reward Copyright Kim Dare 2009 Cover image chosen by Kim Dare Cover Art image purchased from www.istockphoto.com Proofing services by Jason Huffman of www.parentheticalproofing.webs.com

This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the authors imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

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First published on the Total-e-bound website in 2009.

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. By reading any further, you are stating that you are 18 years of age or over.

Dedication
This story wasnt really inspired by an image. It was inspired by a series of ebooks Im in the process of writing, called Collared. Its being published by Total-e-bound.

The books in the series so far are:

Turquoise and Leather Imperial Topaz

You can find all the books here on Total-e-bounds website: www.totalebound.com

Alecs Reward

Alec Jones took yet another slow, deep breath. Hed thought hed learnt how to judge the passage of time quite well over the last few months, but he was rapidly reaching the conclusion that hed been mistaken in that belief. It was hardly the first time hed been left to wait for his master without a clock in sight, but he couldnt remember a single instance where Mr. Leavery had left him alone for this long, without any form of service to occupy him. At some point over the last few hours, hed lost track of the time. He now found himself uncertain if it were still late at night or if midnight had come and gone and they were into tomorrow morning already. There were other things he felt more confident about, though. He was sure this had to be some sort of test. Unfortunately, he wasnt the least bit sure what part of his ability or desire to submit, his master was testing right then. If Mr. Leavery wanted him naked and kneeling on a podium in the lobby of a leather club, they both knew that was the dominants choice to make. Hed already demonstrated that his body belonged to the other man in a million different ways, being put on display wasnt much of a test any more. Hed conquered his inclination to fidget weeks ago, so it was unlikely to be a test of something as simple as his ability to remain motionless. Even if he wasnt exactly sure how long hed knelt there with his legs slowly going to sleep and now cramping up underneath him, hed remained in the exact position Mr. Leavery had told him to assume. His hands were still behind his back, right hand holding onto his left wrist. His head remained facing forward, his chin tilted back. His eyes were still closed, leaving him blind to all that went on around him.

5 The air moved, voices came and went around him as a group of men walked past his post on the leather podium. While they left the room in favour of the play rooms, Alec remained at his post, patiently waiting for his master to come back to him and give him another order. Another group of men came in some time later. Footsteps clicked on the tiled floor until they stopped in front of him. Alec remained motionless as he felt mens eyes roam over his skin. He was presented as his masters preferences demanded. His masters training had given him some nice lines of muscle to go with his slight build. He understood now, that he had nothing to be ashamed of. He didnt blush the way he would have when Mr. Leavery had first accepted him under his protection to be trained in the ways of formal submission. A few comments, all of them murmured too low for Alec to hear, and the men drifted away. A single set of footsteps approached next. It was his master. Alec had no doubt about that. Hed heard him approach while blindfolded often enough to be able to recognise his presence with his eyes shut. But even if hed been left without his hearing, he would have still known. Something inside him always knew when Mr. Leavery was close. For the first time since his master had left the room, Alec felt his cock start to harden and rise. He felt the heat of a body as someone stepped up close behind him. Staying still when strangers stared at him was easy. Resisting the temptation to lean back against the man he loved was a much truer test of will. If there was one thing he had struggled with all the way through his training, it was staying still when he knew moving would bring him closer to his master. Mr. Leavery continued to stand behind him, just close enough to be a temptation. Alec held his breath and forced himself to stay perfectly still as the desire to please the older man gradually overpowered his own desire to touch and be touched by his lover. Do you know why I put you on display out here, Alec?

6 Alec swallowed rapidly. It had been hours since he was allowed to speak. He had to flick his tongue out and moisten his lips before he could get any words out. No, sir, he admitted. A last chance, Mr. Leavery said behind him. Alec couldnt even breathe as his mind collapsed under the possibilities of the statement. It had never even occurred to him that his place on that box represented such an important test, that the stakes attached to passing or failing it could be so high. Desperate to ask for more information, he never the less stayed silent and waited until it pleased his master to tell him more. If any of the dominants in this club wished to see you naked, this was their last chance, his master announced. Alec forced himself to take a deep breath, fighting to keep an ever increasing number of questions trapped inside him. If Mr. Leavery had suddenly decided he wasnt willing to train him any further that was his right, he was under no obligation to explain himself to his submissive. But Alec was sure he hadnt done anything so terrible that it could warrant being barred from the club entirely. This is the last time anyone will see you naked, his master went on. Even you. Even your master. The air moved against his skin. Alec took a breath. His grip around his own wrist tightened as he fought the desire to move. Something brushed across his shoulder as it was brought around in front of his body. It felt like leathera thin strip of leather. Alec tried to take another breath, but it caught in his throat. A collar He couldnt think of anything else it could be, but he hardly dared to hope. Once I put it around your neck, your collar will never come off. This is the last time you will ever be completely naked. You will belong to me for the rest of your life. Understand? Alec took a deep breath. Yes, sir.

7 Give your master your answer. Do you accept my collar? No answer had ever been easier to give. Yes, sir. With his eyes still closed, Alec felt the mark slip around his throat. His masters hands brushed against his skin as he fastened the collar in place and ran two fingers between his skin and the leather to check the fit. It lay low enough down his neck, that it could be covered with a shirt collar if he should need to hide it at some future date, but Alec knew that wasnt really the point. His collar would never come off. That didnt mean it wouldnt be replaced by something more discreet on those occasions his master saw fit. Alec was sure that some simple silver chain would take its place at times. That didnt matter. His collar, his masters ownership of him, would never come off. There would always be something around his neck to show who he belonged to, what that something was, made no difference to him. Alec swallowed, revelling in the way the other mans possession of him moved around his throat. It was damn near the only bit of bondage Mr. Leavery hadnt tried out on him at some point over the last months. Cuffs, ropes, ties and bindings had come and gone, but never a collarnever until his master believed hed earned it. He felt Mr. Leavery step away from him and blindly traced the sounds of the other man as his master walked around in front of him. Alec closed his eyes a fraction tighter as instinct demanded he look to his master for an order, for a reaction, for approval, for anything the other man was willing to give him. Hands slid over his skin and around behind him. The leather podium put his head below his masters when he was sitting back on his heels as instructed. Up. Alec forced his stiff muscles to cooperate as he pushed himself up so his weight shifted forward onto his knees. His head rose to the same height as his masters. Once more, the heat from his masters body tempted him to lean forward, only this time it was worse. As pain shot through muscles that

8 shouldnt have been kept so still, for so long, Alec knew his masters lips were right there in front of his own. Kissing hadnt proved to be a big part of his first formal period of training. It felt like years since hed felt his masters lips move against his own. The hands resting on his back pulled him further forward until he was pressed close against his masters body. Mr. Leaverys arms wrapped securely around him as he lifted him off the podium and turned away from the raised block. A fresh stab of pain shot through Alec as he straightened his legs. He couldnt hold back a gasp. As close as they were, his master had to have heard it, but he made no comment as he let him slide slowly down his body until his feet touched the cold, tiled floor. Even then, Mr. Leavery continued to support most of his weight until he deemed his legs ready to do that by themselves. With his own hands still clasped behind his back, all Alec could do was trust his masters hold on him. Very slowly, Alec felt himself slide the last inch or two down his masters body. The collar fitted him perfectly, but the fact his master had given it to him still made him light headed. When his master stepped away, Alec swayed slightly before he managed to lock his joints out properly. Eyes still closed, he stood perfectly still wearing nothing but his collar and waited for an order. Something touched his neck. He heard a click. A movement against his collar informed him a lead had been attached to it. Another gentle tug ordered him to take a blind step forward. A few hours ago, he would have bet he could walk around that club blindfolded. Now, apparently required to do that, he found himself relying not on previous knowledge, but the absolute trust he had in his master. He didnt know if anyone else was watching their little scene. He didnt care. It wasnt about showing off his ability to follow right then. He went where he was led because that was the only thing in the world he wanted to do.

9 His master guided him forward and around several corners. The flooring under his feet changed texture several times. Tile to wood, to carpet, to more wood, to another tiled areathis time made out of tiny little mosaics, and now finally to a thicker, softer carpet. The tension on his lead disappeared. Alec stopped. He felt the air move against his skin as his master stepped past him and closed a door behind him. Although hed lost track of where he had been led, Alec was sure there werent that many rooms in the club he hadnt entered over his months of training. None that he was familiar with radiated the sort of comfortable warmth that surrounded him right then. They had to be in one of the private rooms, the ones Mr. Leavery said un-collared submissives had no place in. A hand touched his neck again. A click indicated the lead had been removed. You may open your eyes. Alec did as he was told. Even the gentle light from the fire burning in a grate on the other side of the room was blinding after hed kept his eyes closed for so long. He blinked rapidly, trying to make his eyes cooperate with his masters wishes more quickly. Finally he managed to focus on his master. The older man looked down at him wearing a very specific expression. It wasnt obvious, but Alec had learnt to look for that particular light in his masters eyes, hed learnt to cherish it. Mr. Leavery wasnt a man who was easily pleased, but he was very pleased with him right then. The dominant turned away and walked across to the leather sofa set opposite the fire. There was a large leather cushion on the floor at his feet. A click of his masters fingers invited him to make use of it. You can make yourself comfortable, his master allowed as he made his way across the room. Thank you, sir. Alec sat rather than knelt, stretching his legs out in front of him to ease his still sore muscles. He brought his arms in front of him and rolled his shoulders a few times to ease the tension created by keeping his hands behind

10 his back for so long. Even his hand had seized up from holding onto his opposite wrist. He flexed his fingers, but soon fell still again, unwilling to break the companionable atmosphere in the room by fidgeting any more than was absolutely necessary. The warmth from the fire was soothing, being allowed to simply sit silently at his masters feet, knowing he belonged to the other man, was quietly blissful. Alec lifted his gaze and glanced around the room. Early on in his training, reaching a point where his master would invite him into the private rooms reserved solely for the use of the most respected masters in the club, had been one of his goals in life. Now, it seemed far less important. It was a nice room with an old-fashioned, expensive air to it. But the peace he felt inside himself, the sensation of finally knowing where he belonged in the world, that had nothing to do with his location. That was all his masters doing. Suddenly desperate to be able to offer his master something in return, he reached out and placed his hand on Mr. Leaverys knee. When he looked up, the dominant was studying him carefully. He had no idea if he was allowed to ask or not, but he couldnt stop himself. Please, sir? The moment the words were out of his mouth, Alec was sure he shouldnt have said them. Asking for something the moment hed been granted his collar was certain to create the worse possible impression. It would make it look like he thought the collar was permission to forget every bit of training his master had offered him. Unfortunately, he also knew that realisation had come far too late.

Mr. Harold Leavery watched the uncertainty flicker in his submissives eyes. Behind that simple emotion, a dozen more complicated ones collided with each other. He saw not just the desire to please and serve a master, he saw Alecs need to give something to him in return and to reach for a connection with his master at the same time.

11 He nodded, just once. Relief replaced his lovers nerves. The younger man moved onto his knees between Mr. Leaverys outstretched legs. His movements were slightly stiff from where hed been forced to stay still while on display. Of course, he hadnt just been put on display because it was the last time anyone would see him naked. There had also been a little sign posted in front of his lover, making it quite clear that as of that day Alec Jones would be under his permanent protection. Alec was his now, and God help any dominant who forgot it. As his submissive deftly unzipped his fly, Mr. Leavery ran his hands along the line of the younger mans collar. It looked good on him, and over the last few months he had certainly earned it. Hed worked like a fiend to gain the mark, throwing himself into every single aspect of his training as if his life depended on it. The fact that he had somehow convinced his master to fall slowly, and unstoppably in love with him over those months was something best kept to be considered another time. This night wasnt about that. It wasnt even about the fact he was sure Alec had fallen in love with his master in return. Tonight was about the collar, about recognising how far Alec had come on his chosen path. There was little sign of the inexperienced, undisciplined young man who had first brought himself to his attention left in Alec now. As he freed his masters cock and wrapped his fingers around the length to guide it to his lips, his movements were deft and confident. He knew exactly what his master liked. He knew he was good at what he was doing. Sucking gently around the tip of his cock, Alec stroked the remaining length with his finger tips. His tongue circled the sensitive tip again, and again. A murmur of his own pleasure escaped from between his lips. Vibrations surrounded Mr. Leaverys cock, but he knew Alec hadnt made the sound for his benefit.

12 With all the things hed learnt over the last months, the younger man had never lost the ability to take simple pleasure in pleasing his master. Hed never stopped loving the feel of a hard cock filling his mouth. Mr. Leavery stroked his fingers back into the younger mans hair, knowing how much he loved to feel that sort of connection with his master. Alec blinked his eyes open and looked up at him. He nodded his approval to the submissive. A slight heat rose to the other mans cheeks at the silent bit of praise. He sucked harder around the shaft as he bobbed his head more quickly, as if suddenly desperate not just to feel his master move inside him, but needing to taste his pleasure properly. A whimper surrounded Mr. Leaverys cock as his lover begged the orgasm out of him, and it tipped him over the edge. His hold on Alecs hair tightened as he thrust forward and spilled into his mouth. Lips wrapped even more tightly around his cock as Alec swallowed rapidly, never missing a drop. Even after he was finished, the submissive still kept him in his mouth, suckling gently around him in an effort to draw out his pleasure just a little further. He didnt move away and let him slip from between his lips until his master tapped his shoulder in a silent order him to do so. Sitting back on his heels, Alec carefully did up his masters fly, tucking him neatly away and running his finger tips over the material before he bowed his head and took a slow, steadying breath. Mr. Leavery waited a few seconds, wondering if a request was about to be made. It had been over a dozen very long, very frustrating days since hed let his submissive come. He knew how going down on his master affected Alec, how quickly it pushed him to the edge. He didnt even need to glance down to know that he would be hard and aching. With everything else that had happened that day, he wouldnt have blamed the younger man if he broke down and asked to be allowed to come too. But the silence stretched out, no request was forthcoming. Out of the

13 submissives sight, Mr. Leavery nodded his approval at the bowed head. He had come a long way indeed. When they got home, when Alec spent his first night in his masters house as his permanent submissivehe could have his turn then, Mr. Leavery decided, when his masters cock was buried deep inside his hole and it was impossible for him to do anything but come. The rooms in that old part of the building were solidly built. Sounds didnt travel easily, but just then the faint noise of a group of men passing their door floated through to him. No doubt the other masters would be waiting somewhere out there, ready to congratulate him on the work he had done with Alec and the progress his lover had displayed. No doubt the other submissives would be eager to celebrate with their friend on reaching the end of his first and most intense period of formal training and securing a permanent collar from his master. Mr. Leavery looked back down to the submissive at his feet. He glanced towards the door leading out to their friends and reached a decision. Sod them. He settled his hand a little more comfortably in Alecs hair and shrugged his shoulders as he relaxed back in his chair. After all the time and energy his lover had put into his training, he deserved a little rest, he deserved a little of the soppiness he was still so fond of. The rest of the world would just have to bloody well wait. Up here. Alec stopped sitting back on his ankles and rose properly forward onto his knees. He remained there for a few moments before he seemed to register the rest of the command. He looked to his master and to the seat. Mr. Leavery raised an eye brow at the hesitation. A touch of colour rose to Alecs cheek at his little mistake, but he moved onto the sofa to sit next to his master. When, and only when I order you to join me, Mr. Leavery reminded him.

14 Yes, sir. Mr. Leavery watched as his lover hesitated again, not entirely surprised by his cautious approach. Alec hadnt been invited up onto the furniture a great deal over the last few months. Hed taken the original announcement of that rule very well, just as hed accepted all the other rules that had been designed to test his commitment to the lifestyle hed entered. And hed followed every one of those rules to the letter too. He still had no idea how proud his master was of him for passing all those tests. For a moment, Mr. Leavery considered telling him as much, but deep down he knew those words didnt need to be said right then. It was far better to keep that sort of praise for a time when Alec was struggling and needed it. For now, a little nod to how thrilled his master was with his progress was all his submissive needed. Good boy, he whispered softly into Alecs hair as he guided him to come closer and fit his body against his masters side. For a moment, Alec remained tense, but as Mr. Leavery allowed him to stay close he started to relax. As he stroked his hand through his hair and brought it to rest where the collar lay across the back of his neck, the younger man seemed to realise his master was really was giving him permission to rest comfortably against him for a little while. The last of his tension drained out of him. Alec settled his head on his shoulder as he automatically curled closely into his side, looking for as much contact with his master as possible regardless of how the friction of his masters clothes against his erection had to have added to his frustration. You know there is a great deal more formal training to come? Mr. Leavery asked the younger man after a while. Alec nodded against his shoulder. Yes, sir. A touch of his tension came back, indicating he was ready to accept an order that sent him back to the floor.

15 Mr. Leavery shook his head. Youre fine where you are for now. I expect you to work hard, Alec, but even submissives get their rewards in due course. Just rest quietly with your master now. He ran his fingers back and forth along the line of the collar. He smiled as his submissive made a soft little contented noise in the back of his throat and, in line with all his months of careful training, did exactly as his master ordered.

*** The End ***

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