I slouched on the bar top as the bouncers finally started to usher people out. It was closing time. I was beat to Hell from working such a long shift. From across the room, I saw one of the bouncers helping Bret out of his cage.

I jumped down from the bar, heading over to him. "I'll get the other one." I said to him.

He handed me the key to Ricky's cage. It gave me an odd sense of power. As someone who has once been under a strict dom's boot, I should be sickened by this act. Yet, the thought of having power over him, turned me on.

Ricky's frame, his behavior, his perfect eyes, all came together to make him an amazing sub. It was almost like he was made for this life. He rested his hands on the bars of the standing cage. It was obvious he was tired, but he didn't know what was coming.

"Sick of standing?" I snickered as I unlocked the cage.

"Yeah, like you have no idea. I can't wait to get off my feet." Ricky replied.

He presented his wrists to me, waiting for me to rid him of his chains, to which I had to fight a smile. "I'll put you on your knees then."

He raised an eye brow at me. "Excuse me?"

I grabbed the chain hanging from his neck and pulled his face closer to mine. "Chris has asked me to see out the rest of your punishment. In privacy." I purred.

Ricky had to take a moment to process what I said. Then, once he did, he smirked to himself. "I see. Take me away, then, Sir."

"Gladly."

I felt a little too happy about this. At first, it seemed like a bad idea. My dick was throbbing too hard for me to hear what my mind has to say. I wanted his pretty little mouth around me so badly.

We slipped out of the club and up to the apartments. I couldn't open our door fast enough. Slamming it behind me, I started to pull him towards my bed. I sat now as he got on his knees.

Leaning forward, I put my mouth next to his ear. "You remember the first night we met?"

"I could never forget it." He said.

"When I got home that night, I thought about you. I thought about this exact moment, but even in my mind, I couldn't imagine it this good." I told him slowly, looking deep into his sweet eyes.

"Really?" Ricky smirked. "Have you gotten off to those thoughts?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I laughed and leaned back. "You're going to get me off tonight, huh?"

"I don't see how this is much of a punishment." Ricky teased.

I told Chris that, but oh well. It doesn't have to be a punishment. I just want it to happen. Ricky pressed his hand against my stomach to get me to lay back all the way. My muscles relaxed for the first time that day, and that in itself already made me feel better. He ran his hands along my thighs. I could feel the chains on him as they touched my legs.

He began to trail kisses up my thigh. His lips felt so comforting and relaxing. I could feel his warm breath on my abdomen as he leaned forward and hovered over my hips. I even shivered a little when he kissed just above my belt. No one has made me feel like that during a sexual act. It was almost like I was actually anxious.

Then it hit me. This meant something more than just getting head. My heart was throbbing, because I knew I'd actually remember every feeling he caused me in the next few moments.

Ricky undid the button of my jeans with just his teeth. He looked at me with those crystal blue eyes as he did it too... Holy fuck. I shuttered as he slowly pulled down my zipper. He ran his fingertips under the edge of my tight jeans and began to pull them down. Of course I wasn't wearing underwear.

Ricky got this adorable little smirk when he realized this. He pulled my jeans down to my thighs. There was a moment of hesitation in him when he saw my cock. I laughed to myself, though he was rather pale.

"Something wrong, Baby?" I softly asked.

"Just a little shocked... impressed." Ricky replied, then carefully kissed the tip. "Nothing I can't handle."

I loved how sassy he got when we got naughty. He ran his tongue along my shaft, causing me to utter a moan. Then he began to fill his mouth with my length. I dug my fingers into the bed. Then I tightened my grip when he went all the way down. He choked and tried to pull away, but I pushed his head back down. I knew he could do better than that, and he did manage.

He stayed all the way to my base for a full five seconds. It doesn't sound like a lot, but it was. And when he pulled back, I couldn't help but moan loudly. My sensual noises continued as his head bobbed up and down.

"Let me see those eyes." I whispered, wrapping my fingers tightly in his hair.

Ricky looked up at me. His eyes were absolutely beautiful, just like the rhythm he kept. My entire body weakened and I couldn't manage to hold onto him or the bed anymore. He started to hum with his lips around me. I covered my mouth as I released a deep moan. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I released into his throat, and just like a good slave would, he swallowed without a second thought.

"Thank you, Sir." Ricky spoke through his hitched breaths. Poor thing was still heavily programmed from his years as a slave.

I leaned forward on the bed and kissed his lips, which were still messy from spit. "No," I purred. "Thank you."