[Laruku] [Tetsuhai] Taste of Love

[radhaj]

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Those people are not mine. I only wish they were
Warnings: All sorts of ickness: slavery, bdsm, bondage, all sorts of kinks, including the fact that Hyde is a minor in this one. Like, really a minor. You have been warned.
Summary: In a country where slavery is the main source of income, Hideto sacrifices his own freedom to protect his sister's. Young and impressionable, he finds himself giving his trust to the kind slave trainer that bought him, but there is no hope anymore for the inexperienced boy to ever experience what love is now that he's no longer in control of his own life... or is there?


Chapter 14

Tetsuya knew it was a wasteful gesture, and probably not even noticed or appreciated. Since the very beginning when he had just started in this business, he would get a new collar for every slave he bought and trained instead of keeping a few generic ones like most trainers did, with no names on them, only his as the owner's. He couldn't let the little ones keep them as a reminder of their training and him after new, even fancier collars came to adorn their necks, courtesy of their new Masters. Actual Masters. So he kept them himself, as reminder of his past charges. Useless sentimentality, perhaps, but he liked knowing that he kept all of them in his memory. Making sure they continued to matter to at least to one person instead of coming and passing in this life as nothing but a passing commodity for people who rarely came to care for them.

Sometimes, it paid off. It happened only a couple of times in his whole career, but sometimes he ended up using the collars again after finding the ones he had trained before in the Market again, sold to be re-trained before changing Masters after the earlier ones got bored of them. So he'd take them in once more and mold them anew, made them just perfect to the specific tastes of a different customer this time.

As he looked at Hyde's face while the boy quietly adjusted to having the leather around his throat, he couldn't help but wonder if he would be one of those that returned to him. He was fated to be resold at least a few times in his life, after all, considering the fact that the clientele he currently appealed to the most would only like him for a few years at most before wanting another young, fresh one to replace him with.

“I'm glad you accepted it so well,” he spoke up when finally, after a few minute, Hyde's eyes fluttered open again, the brown of them looking calmer once more, “Keep cooperating so well, and you won't regret it. It will make sure everything will go much more smoothly for you,” he promised, meaning the words from his heart. The boy was being clever, very clever. The rare bouts of panic and sadness he of course couldn't help. That was only expected so soon after becoming a slave and not yet being used to the idea. But when he was in control of his emotions, he chose to listen and take his owner's advice, realizing that fighting would get him nowhere. Tetsuya was thankful for that. It was always much harder when he had to use force to break his trainees mentally than when they gave in voluntarily. And they always regretted it in the end, when they realized how useless it had been.

“This was not the only thing I wanted to do tonight, however,” the older man continued, “Now that you have your collar, your training has truly begun and we need to start teaching you things already. It will be an intense time for you, Hyde, and tiring, even if I try to move at the pace you should be able to accept everything in. There is a lot to learn a lot of things to get used to, some truly deeply ingrained habits that you'll have to work on changing. And I already told you what is the first issue we need to address, do you remember?”

The boy nodded.

“Touching,” he replied with a single word as if it explained everything, and it did.

“Exactly,” Tetsuya nodded, reaching out to turn on the small lamp on the bedside table, “Turn off the other light,” he ordered then, and as Hyde rose from the bed to do that, he reached out for the other items he had brought with himself tonight, “Once your Master gets you, they will expect any number of things from you. Whatever it is, whether it is cleaning the floor, cooking, or acting out the role of a secretary and taking dictation, your one and only duty – even your only wish by then – will be to carry out their every order,” he spoke evenly while he lit up the scented candle (for the sake of, hopefully, it helping to relax the boy), barely paying attention when Hyde returned to his side after turning off the light and sat back down, “But no matter what different needs any Master might have of you, your biggest and main duty will always be to fulfill their bodily desires. No matter who gets you, that's the one thing that always remains constant. Thus obviously, accepting touch from other people is incredibly important. You need to make people feel like their touch is welcome, even encourage it more with your body language. Tensing up even the smallest bit is unacceptable because it is the opposite of what you need to do.”

He was pleased to see that Hyde was listening to everything he said attentively, even of it was really new and obviously made the boy uncomfortable. But still, he accepted it and didn't have the reaction that some had – tensing up and looking ready to bolt, ready to do everything they could to avoid letting his words turn into reality.

“This is why we need to work on it, and I think I thought of the perfect way to start. I need you to undress for this, but don't be afraid. I promised I'll be easing you into these things slowly and that hasn't changed. You don't need to fear anything. Just take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. You can even keep your underwear on. At least for now,” he explained as calmingly as he could and though the boy still seemed a bit tense, he didn't start freaking out and rather slowly nodded and started to undress. It was fine like that – if everything worked the way he planned it, then this would be the perfect thing to make the tension disappear.

Just like last time in the beauty salon, Tetsuya didn't look away even for a second while Hyde rid himself of the clothes. There were conflicted emotions inside him as he watched the smaller man. Not because it was against his morals to gaze upon someone as young as Hyde was or anything like that – he was far beyond that. Probably almost everyone in this country was. No, it had more to do with the fact that Hyde's body was, in fact, obviously still one of a child, whereas otherwise he often appeared to be so intelligent and mature that Tetsuya often found himself calling him a man already. The two different sides of the boy made things slightly confusing, but nevertheless, the slaver found himself appreciating it. In the end, it all could work very much in his benefit after all.

Hyde's hands first shot up to clumsily take off his shirt, and once it was off the boy shuddered even though it was by far not cold in the room. His pants followed and he hurried to fold his clothes then before putting them away, probably remembering Tetsuya's insistence that he be neat yesterday. That was another good sign – Hyde didn't seem to require much repeating, he learned from a single remark already.

The slave trainer let his gaze lazily travel over the exposed golden skin while Hyde moved back to the bed then, crawling past the older man to lie down in the middle. He looked awkward as soon as he settled, however, obviously lost about what to expect or even where to put his hands which he was twisting, absent-mindedly, together. Tetsuya decided to take pity on him and not make him wait long before telling him what were his exact plans for the evening.

“Since this is all about getting you lose the tension, I figured I would do something the purpose of which is to relax,” he said, reaching for the night-stand one more time and picking up the last of the items – a bottle, not completely unlike the ones that held the potions Hyde had drunk earlier that day. But the liquid inside this one was not for such consumption. Tetsuya uncorked it and inhaled the sweet smell that released from it, mixing with the one of the candle that was already filling the room, “I'll be giving you a massage. A whole body one, so I will be touching you everywhere. But as long as you don't fight against it, you should enjoy it.”

Hyde's facial expression was a mix of relief and apprehension once he heard that, but Tetsuya fancied there was more of the former one than of the latter. Apparently having to become almost naked had the boy pretty spooked after all. The slaver shifted onto the bed himself then, settling over the boy's body with his legs straddling the lithe abdomen before he upturned the massage-oil bottle over the palm of his free hand. The liquid wasn't cold at all, but Tetsuya did take a few moments to warm it up more between his palms as he coated both of them. Only once he was satisfied with that did he focus his attention downwards, laying his hands onto the boy's tensed up chest.

“Just put them down at your sides,” he commented, referring to Hyde's arms that the boy was shifting around, trying to find a good position for them, obviously just looking for a distraction from what was happening. That would not do – the boy was tensing up more again, “Close your eyes and just try to relax. It's just me, just my hands, I'm not doing anything bad. Let yourself feel it, but don't think yourself into a frenzy over it. Allow yourself to enjoy it.”

His hands started moving while he talked, slowly, languidly kneading the flesh under his palms, seeking out the knots of tension in the boy's shoulders and rubbing circles over the muscular chest. Slowly, his touches expanded, more and more of the boy's delectable body starting to glisten with the oil under the dim light of both the candle and the tiny lamp. Like Tetsuya had advised, Hyde had his eyes closed and arms stiff at his sides. But little by little, his petite form became pliant under his touches, the tension evaporating from the muscles Tetsuya was working on. He lifted the boy's arms, one by one, and massaged them too, inch after inch, leaving no spot except for the bandaged wrist untouched, stopping only when he wanted to get more oil from the bottle.

It would usually be the other way around, a slave working to relax their Master, but Tetsuya paid little attention to such so-called roles. He was getting enjoyment out of touching the slave like this, and wasn't that all that mattered, the owner getting pleasure in any way he wished to? Hyde's skin was soft under his palms, the flesh smooth and never once explored by any man before, responsive without it being intentional or fake at all. The massage seemed to work in the way it was intended to – Hyde had let himself go, surrender into it, and was now reacting to it in the most natural, innocent ways possible. He never said a word, but every once in a while a small, pained whimper would escape him when Tetsuya worked through a particularly hard knot (he was a child, he was not supposed to be so stressed out to have any of these, Tetsuya thought to himself with a frown), making the older male smile secretly. This was much easier than he could have hoped. Hyde had troubles with being touched before, big ones, that was true. But like with everything else, he was a quick learner. He only had to be told how to do things once. And considering he also found it in himself to trust Tetsuya, he was accepting the man's touch as easily as that already.

He moved himself downwards after he deemed he had worked in one place for long enough. He lingered on the taut stomach much shorter, only enough to spread the scented oil over it and make it glisten just as much as the skin he touched before did, and then his hand slid to the boy's legs. It was more difficult there – Hyde would tense up just a small bit again whenever he touched too high on his inner thighs, but the slave trainer ignored it. He purposefully kept the whole thing from becoming too sexual – that was not his intention for tonight. Something like that would still have to wait longer.

When he was finally down to the last toe, Tetsuya sat back and looked up to gaze upon the figure sprawled out in front of him. Hyde's whole body was limp and the only movement one could notice was the steady rise and fall of his chest while he continued to breathe – tanned and oiled as he was, in the dim light of the lamp, the boy truly looked golden.

One could almost mistake the slave for having fallen asleep, but Tetsuya knew better than that. Despite how successfully everything was going tonight, the boy could not possibly yet feel secure enough in front of him to fall asleep like that. It was progress enough already that he looked so peaceful right now as it was. But they were not finished yet.

“I need you to turn over now, little one,” Tetsuya spoke low and softly, “And I would like you to take off your underwear too this time.”

He expected the tension to flood back into the slave's form immediately at those words, but he was pleasantly surprised. The absolute peacefulness did evaporate quickly, but there was barely any tension back. In its stead, there was obvious shy embarrassment giving the golden skin a tinge of red now, but Hyde did move to obey the order, saying nothing in protest. If this were happening a little further along their training, Tetsuya would have been unsatisfied with Hyde's lack of agreeable words, but right now, he easily let it slide. Everything would come in due time.

It would have obviously been much easier for Hyde to take off his underwear and then turn around, but the acute embarrassment the boy was feeling was most likely to blame for his decision to do it the other way around. He carefully removed his boxers after already rolling onto his belly, probably to avoid baring his naked front to his owner, and Tetsuya could do little else but snicker at it under his breath. It was not like he couldn't see almost everything like this anyway, and he wasn't about to complain when this meant he could still look at the boy's perky round ass to his heart content. But, he supposed, as long as it gave the younger one some peace of mind...

After getting some more oil, Tetsuya resumed the massage again, this time choosing to work his way upwards instead. The rather familiar motions were making him relax as much as they removed the tension from the boy, really. His hands slid up and down the bronze calves, his fingers varying their pressure with each expert stroke, and he relished in this opportunity as it was actually the first time he could explore every last inch of his new slaves body so fully, taking in every last detail not only with his eyes,, but his touch as well. The calves led the way to the back of Hyde's knees and then thighs again, and Tetsuya made sure to spend enough time on each part, not begrudging any number of minutes just to make sure he worked on every last muscle long enough for it to go lax under his touch.

From the hips he, on purpose, jumped back up to work on Hyde's shoulders from the back, digging his fingers almost painfully sometimes, using the heels of his hands whenever appropriate. He went over the arms quickly again, just for good measure, and the back followed close behind that. He could feel a tingling sort of anticipation mix in with the sweet scents in the air surrounding them by then, although he was not sure if it also came from Hyde or just himself. He could admit to, perhaps pettily enough, saving the opportunity to grope the boy's ass for last. An understanding trainer or not, he was still a man after all, and he had his weaknesses. He was just lucky enough that it was actually his job to indulge in them. Not that there was really an excuse he needed for doing what he wanted.

Logically, there wasn't really anything much he needed to relax at this part of Hyde's body, but he let his hands slide over the round globes of the boy's buttocks regardless, rubbing them, varying his strength again. Hyde didn't get uptight again even now, and at this point Tetsuya took it as proof that the evening had been the best kind of success he could have ever hoped for.

His circular movement brought the two ass-cheeks together, only to later spread them apart again, repeating the motions in turns. Each time that happened, Tetsuya got a better glimpse at the tiny hole hidden between them, and he would have lied if he would have denied that the sight made him excited. The thought of slipping even one finger into that unexplored passage made his cock twitch in excitement. It would have been so easy, with the slick oil to ease the way in. And it was so tempting to just go ahead with it, expand this massage to touch the boy's prostate and make him go crazy with pleasure for the first time in his life. But that would have been the wrong way to go about this.

He had lingered on Hyde's ass longer than he maybe should have, or at least long enough for the boy to notice that he was not moving on. He slave didn't say anything, but Tetsuya could see that he was starting to feel more uncomfortable again.

“Shhh, trust me,” he whispered soothingly, but did not move his focus to something else even then, “I told you, I won't do anything that is too much. Trust me with what I'm doing, with moving you further at a pace you can handle. Trust me to stop when you need me to...”

Even as he said that, however, he knew that unless he did, carefully, nudge at Hyde's current limits, then they would never expand. And so he decided to test the boy's trust a little bit more. Carefully, he moved his thumb more to the side and let it slide over the lovely little hole directly. Hyde did tense up a bit then, it was probably unavoidable, but Tetsuya was happy to see he didn't try to move away. A thought flashed in Tetsuya's mind that with Hyde's innocence about sexual things and lack of knowledge, he might not be fully aware of the significance that this tiny entrance into his body had. He probably suspected it at the very least, but Tetsuya was sure it would be up to him to explain it fully further along the way.

He repeated the motion of his thumb again, this time stopping at the small opening and circling it softly, watching it react and twitch slightly in response. The slave trainer's cock reacted quite the same to it, and Tetsuya's pants were becoming quite uncomfortable by then. Still, while he never let his finger slip in, he continued rubbing over the spot a bit longer and could soon even hear the boy start breathing faster, his body obviously reacting without him wanting it to. Tetsuya glanced lower then, curiously, and allowed himself a smile when he saw that Hyde's own cock was stirring, if only very very slightly. But there was no denying that the reaction was actually quite positive.

Deciding that was enough for one evening, however, Tetsuya finally moved on again and almost chuckled when he realized that the boy immediately breathed out in relief. He spent a few more minutes sliding his hands up and down the slave's skin, getting the last few touches in before he finally sat back and grabbed a tissue from the bedside table to wipe his hands with.

“That's enough for tonight,” he said, moving to sit on the side of the bed now so Hyde could turn over again if he wanted, although the boy predictably stayed as he was, “If the oil bothers you, you can go have a hot shower to wash it off, but you can as well just let it soak into your skin while you sleep,” he explained casually, “Did you enjoy it?”

The question made the boy freeze in thought for a few seconds, before he tentatively nodded his head.

“It was nice,” he admitted in a quiet voice, “Weird but... nice.”

Tetsuya nodded, satisfied, and then hesitated a little, wondering if he should tell Hyde to turn around for him after all before leaving. He could pretty much imagine how darkly he would blush after he did, his eyes darting down to his crotch for a second before he looked away to the side in embarrassment. But he supposed he demanded more than enough from Hyde tonight already.

“Goodnight, Hyde,” he said instead, standing up and gathering the few things that he had brought with himself, “Tomorrow you will get your first few tasks, so you better rest up well.”

He then threw a small smile over his shoulder at the tiny boy, and left the room. He did, however, feel quite lucky that he could just turn to May's room immediately now and get her to take care of the little “problem” that touching his new slave so extensively had caused. It was pretty urgent, after all.