16 Spryer Rd, Orlando/Johnny Depp/Jared Leto NC-17

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Title: 16 Spryer Rd, Chapter 1-6/?
Author: Rose rosetimour@aol.com
Type: RPS
Pairings: Orlando/Johnny Depp/Jared Leto.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: AU. Slave Fic of sorts, though its voluntary. BDSM, Sub/Dom relationships, and everything else that goes with this. If that bothers you, don’t read it. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, these men are their own, I mean no harm, and this is all in good fun.
Summary: To survive meant learning to follow orders.

AN: You might have seen some of this before but i'm reposting and updating cos its been such a long time between chapters. More soon...



He stood before the door shuffling nervously from foot to foot and glancing occasionally up and down the road though nobody had passed in the last half hour. It was about half past three in the morning and the snow that had fallen during the day could be seen, imperfect and yellow under the street lamps. Every car along the road seemed to have fallen pray to the snowball fights that had taken place, the windscreens pelted in the uneven covering of stray missiles.
Forcing himself to stand still he looked at his watch before raising his hand and knocking on the door. It was a shame really, he had been early when he’d arrived and now, now he was late and his boss didn’t like it when he was late.

Waiting on the darkened doorstep, his head bowed, brown hair falling into his eyes he stuffed his hands deep into his pockets and wondered not for the first time that night what he was doing here.

He could hear footsteps approaching the door and turnt to look again at the street, as the door was pulled slowly open.

“You’re late.” A calm voice spoke from within the light and warmth of the house.

Turning back he winced at the brightness, blue eyes shying away from the prying light. Offering the voice a half smile he started to speak only to be cut off before he had finished the first word.

“I think you can wait out here until I’m ready to see you as you do not deem my time important enough to arrive here when asked.” The voice spoke, an underlying steel beneath the calm. He wanted to argue but knew that there was little point. Bowing his head slightly to show that he had heard he watched the door close once more, light retreating back into the warmth and away from the early morning cold.

***
It was 8 in the morning when the door was opened again. He turnt his head to look at the man who’d opened it.

“Still here I see.”

He wasn’t expected to answer, not right now.

“Well, come in then, and don’t be so late next time.”

Still he didn’t talk, there was no point, they both knew that he’d been waiting on the door step for over two hours before knocking, they both knew he’d been on time. That he was always on time. Following the other man through the corridor and into the drawing room he wished the warmth of the house would heat his cold body faster, before he was turnt back outside into the cold.

The man before him sat down on one of the smart leather chairs and picked up the cup of coffee that sat on the small table beside him. He didn’t sit, he hadn’t been asked to, he was never asked to.


The man took a sip of his coffee before setting it down.

“Well then Mr. Leto, I have a job for you, one I think you might even enjoy.”

“Oh,” Jared said quietly, his voice slightly husky from a night out in the cold. He knew not to push, Mr. Boyd would tell him everything in his own time. Asking questions would only loose him the job.

“Ms. Tyler phoned last night. A gentleman has contacted her looking for something very specific. She felt perhaps I might have a piece of merchandise that would fit his requirements.”

Jared hated it when he spoke like this though he knew better than to argue. Mr. Boyd might look small, weak even, but Jared knew how deceptive looks could be.

Smiling slightly Mr. Boyd looked Jared up and down, taking in the tight if tattered jeans and long sleeved white t-shirt that moulded itself to the curves of his body. The old leather coat over the top did very little to keep out the cold.

“I feel that with a little polish you would do nicely.”

Jared didn’t know if he was supposed to speak now or if Mr. Boyd had more to say. Would he explain or did he want Jared to ask. Before he could decide Mr. Boyd continued.

“Ms. Tyler has explained the clients requirements to me in detail but there is little you need to know before you start. If he approves you the job will last a minimum of three months.”

God, three months, that’s longer than Jared has ever been hired for. What could this client possibly want him for?

“It will be a little different to usual, but not overly so. I believe the client will wish to explain to you in more detail and I would not want to deprive him that right. However, as I’m sure you are aware, Ms. Tyler’s clients are important men. They contact her looking for something very specific. If you do not feel you will be able to fulfil this requirement tell me now for once he has approved you I will not tolerate you embarrassing this firm. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.” Jared spoke quickly, three months would be good money, good money he could not afford to turn down, even with the rumours that surrounded Ms. Tyler’s clientele.

“Any questions then?”

“I assume the usual rules will apply.”

“Yes.”

“Then when do I meet him?”

“Very good.” Mr. Boyd said nodding his approval. “You will meet him this evening at
Ms. Tyler’s establishment. I want you to wear the smartest clothes you own and shave, he wanted something innocent and though you are far from that in reality it is not reality that counts. Leave your hair clean, be polite and for once, be on time. I do not want to be embarrassed. You are expected at 6.”

“Yes sir.”

Mr. Boyd looked at him once more before dismissing him with a wave of his hand.


Meeting Johnny

The richly decorated room was warmly lit, the thick curtains pulled too to hide the cold, damp, grey streets of London. Johnny sat in the deep leather sofa idly wondering why it was places like this always had leather sofas. His head cocked gently to one side he swirled the rum in his glass gently against the crystal sides and half listened to what Ms. Tyler was saying to him.

“…and of cause, the merchandise understands the need for complete discretion...”

She really was a beautiful woman, and very good at what she did but Johnny still wasn’t sure how she’s become so famous, she was such a bore. If he hadn’t needed something so specific he really didn’t think he would have come to her. But then, she had a reputation for a reason and he knew she’d be able to get what he needed.

Finally there was a muted knock on the heavy oak door that led from the corridor and Johnny lent forward to place his drink on the table as Ms. Tyler called for the person to enter.
The door opened and a young red headed woman walked in and talked quietly with Ms. Tyler before walking out. Johnny could hear the brief exchange outside before the woman’s footsteps faded away.

“Enter.” Ms. Tyler said sharply and a young man entered the room.

Jared walked into the large room and stood before the coffee table his eyes on the floor. He was aware he was being watched but he didn’t dare to look up for fear that it might be taken as rood ness.

“Mr. Depp, may I present Mr. Leto. He has been recommended by a business associate of mine you felt he would fulfil your exact requirements.”

Johnny had the feeling that Ms. Tyler has never looked quite as smug as she did right now but then she did deserve to. He had asked her to supply him with something very specific and had been pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to. Looking over the man in front of him now though, he could see why she came so highly recommended.
He could also see why she had been able to hire him, the soft hair that hung delicately across his face seemed frozen stiff from the cold and the coat he hugged about his body was tattered and frayed, even if it was well hidden. There had been a reason Johnny didn’t think he was going to get what he wanted, he didn’t think anybody was that desperate, but the beauty in front of him seemed to prove him wrong. Johnny didn’t think he’d ever been so pleased to be wrong in his life.

“We operate on the policy that it is best for our clients to explain their needs to the merchandise as this allows them to explain as much or as little as they feel necessary for an agreement to be reached. With that in mind Mr. Depp is there anything I can get you before I leave you.”

Still watching the young man in front of him and catching the slight wince at the word merchandise Johnny thanked Ms. Tyler saying that he was fine and waiting until she’d left the room before relaxing.

“What’s your name boy?”

His soft tone seemed to fill the entire room as though he’d shouted and Jared winced slightly once more.

“Anything you want it to be sir.” Jared said quietly, not daring to look up. He wasn’t sure were he stood and wasn’t prepared to take any risks. He needed the money this man was offering.

“I want to know what your name is, I may not use it, but I want the choice, not some cheap line.”
“Jared Sir.”

“Jared,” Johnny’s rich, slightly accented voice seemed to role the name across his tongue, trying out the taste of it in his mouth. “It suits you. Have a seat. I want to discuss this with you properly before we decide if we can help each other.”

Looking nervously around Jared sat in one of the smaller chairs across the table, daring to glance at the man across from him as he did so and taking in the smartly, if oddly dressed figure, the tight trousers, loose white shirt and leather boots.

“Good, well then. Let me tell you what I want and you can tell me if you feel its something you can provide.”

Jared could have saved Johnny a lot of time by telling him right now that there was nothing he could say that would stop him from taking the job but he had the feeling that that wasn’t what the older man wanted.

“It’s my partner’s birthday tomorrow and I want to get him something special.” As he spoke Johnny’s hands seemed to constantly move and Jared found his gaze drawn away from his lap to watch them. They seemed to dance with every word, making Johnny’s already attractive voice hypnotizing. “I’ve been thinking about what to get him for a long time and nothing seemed good enough. That is until I had an epiphany. My Orlando likes to play and we have always talked of, how shall I say it; owning someone. And so I thought, the perfect birthday present, a pet. You.”

Johnny inclined his head to Jared as he finished speaking and then watched him. Though what he was watching for Jared couldn’t say he seemed to find it because he continued to speak.

“I don’t really want to tell you much, as it would ruin it, however I can say this. Orlando is mine and I do not share him lightly. He understands his place and loves it however he still wishes...
control. You would be a gift to him. He touches you; he controls you, not the other way around. I would expect you to be obedient to him however if I were to contradict his orders it would be mine you follow. We would treat you, quite simply as our pet, our slave and having agreed I would expect you to do exactly as we wish. Do you have any questions?”

“For how long Sir?” Jared needed to hear it from the man in front of him, needed to hear that he was really being offered three months work.

“Three month minimum and which point we may decide to extend it.” Johnny answered simply. “Anything else?”

“Would I be expected to perform my duties in public Sir?

Jared knew this wouldn’t stop him from agreeing but that it was the one thing he would need to know beforehand. He hated working in public and though he would do it he knew he would mess up if he hadn’t been expecting it.

“We might take you out but we would not share you, nor would we expect you to perform any of your duties in front of guests. When we have friends round you would be put...out of sight.”

Jared nodded slightly at the mans answer, his hands moving nervously in his lap.

Johnny seemed to consider him once more before continuing. “I want you to agree Jared, if I am honest I am pleasantly surprised Ms. Tyler was able to find anyone matching my desires. Particularly anybody as beautiful as you. What I am offering will not be easy, I can promise you that. But it will, I hope, be enjoyable for us all. However, if you agree I want it to be because you want to. I will take you agreement now as permissions for any actions in the future. I will, of cause, follow Ms, Tyler’s rules but I do not wish to ask before every action.
I understand if you wish to think about this for a few days.”
At this Johnny stood as though he were going to leave.

“I don’t need time sir,” Jared said quickly, “I don’t need to think. I…agree.”

Johnny’s dark eyes lit up at Jared’s words, a smile creeping across his face. “Are you sure boy, you can’t go back once the contract has been signed.”

“I know sir, I would not want to. There is nothing you have said that would stop me from being able to work for you.”

“Do you want to work for me Jared? Are you interested in what I am offering, not just the money?”

At this Jared looked up into Johnny’s face, staring straight into the deep chocolate eyes facing him. He knew the man needed to know the truth.

“I need the money sir, there was very little you could have said to stop me from agreeing however, I find that…”

“Yes?”

“That I do want to sir, you are…”

Johnny smiled slightly as the younger man trailed off, unable or unsure about finishing his sentence.

“Thank you. Is there anything you are not prepared to do and be honest?”

“No Mr. Depp, I do not enjoy medical or electric shock play but am prepared to partake if my client wishes for me to.”

“No,” Johnny said softly,” I think we can find things we all enjoy.”

Johnny walked around the small glass table and offered Jared his hand, pulling him to his feet before ringing the buzzer on the door to call Ms. Tyler.

When the door opened he smiled at her and asked for the contract to be brought in, ushering them through the signing process with speed so that Jared found himself being walked to
Mr. Depps’ car only 45 minutes after he had arrived.

******

The car pulled up at a large Georgian house in a quite area on the outskirts of Hampstead and Johnny helped Jared from it.

“Welcome to your new home pet,” he whispered, his arm wrapped around Jared’s shoulders as he opened the door to number 16 Spryer Rd.

Chapter 3

Quickly opening and closing the door Johnny shut the cold out and moved Jared further inside.

“Is that you John?” A soft, English voice called from somewhere deep within the large house.

“Yes.” Johnny called back before turning quickly to Jared and speaking in lowered tones. “This way.”

Leading Jared down the sandstone tiled corridor towards the stairs he opened a door to the left and reached round to a light switch. Jared could see coats and boots lined against the walls and stairs leading down.

“Quickly,” Johnny whispers, leaning in close to Jared so that his breath brushed against Jared’s neck. “Downstairs, the door at the bottom will be unlocked, don’t make a sound. I will be down later.”

Glancing briefly at the man next to him, the man who as good as owned him Jared nodded once and quickly descended the stairs.

Hanging his coat up and stamping as he removed his boots Johnny ensured he covered the sounds of Jared opening as closing the door before going to find his lover.

“Hello Beautiful.” He murmured walking into the expansive kitchen and wrapping his arms around the younger Brit, kissing his neck. “Whatever you are doing smells delicious.”

“It’s just pasta,” Orlando answered, turning in Johnny’s arms so that deep brown eyes met each other. “Did you have any luck shopping?”

“Oh yes sweets, I found you the perfect gift.” Johnny answered, leaning in and burying his nose in Orlando’s thick curls.

“Good.” Orlando answered gently before pulling out of the embrace and turning back to the stove.

Johnny walked to the thick old table that ran along one wall of their kitchen and sat down, his fingers tracing the old veins and grooves in the wood as Orlando dished up their dinner and brought it to him.

“What do you want to do tomorrow then precious?” Johnny asked as Orlando spooned parmesan onto Johnny’s plate before addressing his own dinner.

Orlando smiled wickedly at Johnny, his sweet features lighting up with mischief as he raised an eyebrow in Johnny’s direction.

Johnny’s deep chuckle reverberated around the room as the pair started to eat.

Johnny lent back in his chair, pushing his plate away from him slightly to indicate that he had finished. “That was perfect Orlando, thank you.”

“You know I love to Johnny.”

Orlando gathered up the plates and few other items on the table, clearing them away quietly.

“Are you just going to sit and watch me John?”

“I like watching you sweets, the way you move, it’s always so perfect.” Johnny answered but he stood none the less and walked to Orlando gently kissing him. “Want to watch anything?”

“Yeah, there’s a Dog Show on tonight.” Orlando answered smiling sweetly and looking up from under his lashes.

Rolling his yes at his lover’s obsession Johnny nodded and led the man through the arch that led into their living room, gently pushing him down into their deep red sofa and grabbing the remote before sitting. Orlando snuggled against Johnny before turning his eyes to the TV.

Johnny began to gently stroke the man in front of him, running his hands gently along his sides and through his hair until he eventually felt Orlando’s breathing deepen.
Grinning to himself at his lover’s predictability when it came to comfort he whispered gently to him, helping the half sleeping man up the stairs before returning downstairs and walking to the door he had led Jared to earlier.

Opening and staring down into the darkness Johnny paused, a small frown creasing his features as he considered what he had done today. It still seemed odd to him that you could buy a person like this. He and Orlando had hired people before but never for so long. Smiling slightly to himself he considered Jared, they may have hired people before but never anyone that beautiful, the boy really was incredible. Could give even his Orlando a run for his money with those eyes. Wondering what had led him to this position, why he needed the money so much he was prepared to do anything, even if he knew he didn’t like it Johnny started to descend the stairs. One thing for sure the boy was far to skinny, he obviously didn’t have much.

Opening the door at the bottom of the stairs Johnny entered the room he’d sent Jared to earlier. He knew it had been slightly mean to send him down here alone but there was no other room he knew for sure Orlando wouldn’t enter. Glancing around at the fully equipped playroom Johnny saw Jared scrambling to his feet. He’d obviously been sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa. Filling away the fact that he hadn’t sat on the furniture in the room but the floor Johnny smiled at the boy.

“Sorry about having to send you down here pet, but as you may have heard Orlando was upstairs earlier. He’s gone to bed now so it’s safe to come out without ruining my surprise. I’m sure you’re starved.”

As he’d spoken Johnny had gestured Jared closer so that the younger man was standing in front of him, his eyes lowered respectively.

Putting his finger under the young mans chin and gently forcing his head up Johnny considered his carefully. “Yes, food and a shower I think, get you clean for tomorrow.”

With that he turned and walked back out of the room. Jared stood for a moment, glancing back around the playroom, the closed cupboards and equipment sitting stylishly around seemed to stare back at him ominously. Turning quickly he followed Johnny up the stairs and into the kitchen.

“Can you cook pet?”

Jared stood frozen in the large kitchen, the island in the centre between him and Johnny.

“A little, yes sir.”

“There’s some of Lando’s pasta sauce left in the fridge and the pasta is on the side to your left.” Jared followed Johnny’s gesture and saw the neatly lined glass jars filled with rice and pasta along one side.

“Make as much as you want.” Johnny said seating himself at the table and watching.

Trying very hard not to shake and ignore the eyes that followed his every move Jared started to move around the kitchen, picking up the pan Orlando had used earlier and making himself dinner as instructed.
Occasionally he would glance slightly in Johnny’s direction, considering the man. He didn’t know what he’s been expecting when Mr. Boyd had told him of his job but it definitely hadn’t been this. Unsure of his footing Jared tried hard to do as he’d been instructed and nothing more. He heard a noise as he dished up his pasta a saw Johnny pull out a chair at the table. Unsure of his footing and confused at being invited to sit with the man who had bought him Jared walked to the table.

“You don’t like cheese?” Johnny questioned as he looked at Jared start to eat.

“I do sir.” Jared answered quietly; he hadn’t been given permission to use any of the cheese and so hadn’t. Johnny stood and moved around the kitchen, returning with the parmesan and grater and handing it to Jared.

“Now eat.” He gestured at Jared bowl and the left the kitchen.

Slowly spooning the pasta into his mouth Jared felt it warming him, the thick tomato and mushroom sauce delicious on his tongue. It would appear the Orlando knew how to cook. Jared wondered if he would be required to cook for them and started to look around the kitchen for cook books thankfully spotting some on a shelf in the corner next to yet another door. He could follow a recipe well enough.

Finally finishing and deciding it would be safe to clear away without permission Jared was washing up when Johnny entered the room and so didn’t notice him until the man stood right next to him.

Jumping slightly Jared starred at the other man before quickly dropping his gaze.

“Didn’t mean to startle you pet. I’ve got the bathroom ready, are you done.”

“Yes Sir.” Jared answered quickly, taking the tea towel Johnny offered and drying his hands before following.

Johnny walked back down into the play room having decided that using the shower down there was the safest way to ensure that he wouldn’t wake Orlando. Walking across the room to the now open door he gestured Jared into the small room.

Putting the seat down on the toilet and taking a seat Johnny watched as Jared took in his surroundings. He found he liked to watch Jared almost as much as watching Orlando. He had a way of taking in everything surrounding him yet unless you were watching carefully you would never notice him look.

“There’s hot water so you can get in.” Johnny said, tipping his head toward the shower. Jared stood for a moment and Johnny wondered if he were going to refuse but he then bent and started to undo his shoes, sliding his feet out of them.

Watching Jared undress Johnny took in the pale body and compact muscle as well as the pronounced ribcage and hips. He really was simply stunning, every inch of his body making Johnny wish it was tomorrow so that he could show him off to his lover.
There was no door on the shower and the water ran across Jared’s body in little rivers teasing Johnny.

The hot water was amazing. Jared wasn’t sure when the last time he had cleaned in hot water was and he lost himself in the sensation. As he reached for the soap Johnny’s calloused hand moved his away. Startled he turned to find the man standing naked behind him. Smiling at Jared Johnny started to wash him thoroughly but gently, paying careful attention to his penis.

“Turn around pet.” Johnny’s voice was husky and Jared trembled slightly as he turned to face to shower wall. Though he knew this was why he was here the evening had been so alien to him that he now found himself scared in a way he hadn’t been in years. He felt Johnny’s hands spreading his arse and moved his legs further apart, expecting to feel Johnny pressed against his entrance any moment.

Johnny could see Jared shoulders shaking slightly and knew that he had made the right choice for him and Orlando, this beautiful creature before him, so sultry and experienced was also so innocent and scared that Johnny new Orlando would find him as irresistible as he did. The desire to comfort battling the desire to dominate. His present would end up teaching Orlando a great deal.

Slipping his soapy hands against Jared’s arse he could feel him tense with confusion and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“You’re a gift pet; I’m not going to use you before My Orlando has even seen you.” Johnny reached up and took the shower head down, turning it up against Jared’s arse, making him jump at the spray of hot water. “I’m just polishing you up for him. If it hadn’t taken Ms. Tyler so long to find you I’d have taken you shopping but never mind heh?”

Turning the shower off Johnny stepped out and wrapped a towel around himself before offering one to Jared and leaving the room. Jared dried himself and picked up his clothes, slipping back into his jeans. He felt uncomfortable naked right now and hoped that Johnny wouldn’t mind.

When he came in he found Johnny standing fully dressed frowning slightly.

“I just realised I didn’t tell you my name.” he said, tipping his head to one side in a gesture Jared was already starting to recognise, “And you didn’t ask.”

“I didn’t see it was any of my business Sir,” Jared replied simply though he knew it was John as he had answered Orlando’s call when they entered the house.

“Johnny, John Christopher Depp and it is entirely your business pet, your staying here a while, you should at least know my name even if you don’t use it.”

Jared couldn’t help but smile shyly at being given the mans full name and found himself replying before he’d even thought, “Jared Joseph Leto Sir.”

Johnny’s chuckle didn’t startle him this time and he watched the mans eyes dance wishing he didn’t find it quite so pleasurable. He knew that finding your client attractive helped but the idea of three months and then leaving someone who was already this captivating didn’t bare thinking about.

“I will come and get you in the morning,” Johnny said as he walked towards the door, “You may sleep in the bed tonight. I don’t know what Orlando and I will decide tomorrow, but for now, sleep well.”

“Yes Sir,” Jared answered watching the man leave, not quite believing that all he had done was wash him. He had seen Johnny’s arousal, felt it against his hip when he’d washed his neck and hair and yet he was leaving. It was both unnerving and reassuring at once. “Thank you sir,” He added, almost under his breath as Johnny closed the door but he thought it caught the man smiling at it anyway.

Chapter 4

Orlando woke wrapped safely in Johnny’s arms; his back pressed against the older mans chest and their legs tangled together. The sun was streaking across the floor in beautiful patterns and colours. Orlando loved to lie watching them; he’d convinced Johnny to get a stained glass window just so he could. Though he knew John had only done it because it meant that they didn’t have to wear anything when in the bedroom. Johnny’s breath tickled the back of his neck and he turned over and looked at the other man.

“Johnny, John, wake up. I want my prezzie.”

Johnny cracked an eye open, staring at Orlando through his sleep filled vision before smiling. It was a smile Orlando had learnt to recognise very early on in their relationship.

“Want your present huh pet.” Johnny whispered his voice a husky drawl. “Very well then.” With that Johnny flipped Orlando onto his back and started to trail kisses down his beautifully muscle chest, following the almost invisible trail of hair that ran from his belly bottom to his groin before cupping Orlando’s balls in his hand and kissing his lover forcefully on the lips.

“Touch yourself for me precious, bring your self off. Then you can have your present.”

Orlando smiled at his lover, “Promise,” he moaned back, his hand already stroking his penis.

“Of cause, birthday boy.”

*******

Jared stirred in bed though he didn’t know what had woken him. He stared at the strange ceiling, unsure if he should get up and unwilling to unless he absolutely had to. The bed was the most comfortable he’d ever slept in, and though that wasn’t saying much if you considered his bed at home, it was considering some of his clients.

Finally deciding that it really wouldn’t be a good idea to still be in bed when Mr. Depp came to fetch him Jared pushed the duvet down his waist, swinging his legs around and planting bare feet on the stone floor. He noticed, unsurprised that there was under floor heating, even in the play room. From what he’d seen the night before the house was huge and richly decorated.

Pulling on his jeans and his shirt he started to look around the room. Though he’d spent quite a long time down here yesterday he hadn’t dared to look. He’d been so confused when he’d arrived and hadn’t just been used immediately that he’d just sat downstairs in a daze until Mr. Depp had come to fetch and confuse him even more.

Dark oak cupboards lined the walls and a few objects hung from hooks next to them. A sofa and chair set with a small table sat on one corner and the bed sat opposite the door. The room seemed to be the size of the entire house. For a play room it looked decidedly normal at first glance, it could even pass for a guest room until you looked closer. It was on closer inspection that this façade fell apart. When you took in the small cage in the far right corner, the metal loops above the bed and on the legs of the sofa as well as in a few places on the floor, the bar that could be lowered from the ceiling. When you realised that the thing hanging from the wall where riding crops and paddles and assumed that the cupboards weren’t full of spare sheets and towels.

Gulping slightly Jared told himself to calm down. Not only was none of this stuff new to him but his new boss seemed more than nice enough and he couldn’t see Orlando being anything else.

Jared heard footsteps and walked to the centre of the room, putting his arms behind his back and lowering his gaze. He thought Johnny would come and get him without Orlando but didn’t want to risk it.

Johnny smiled when he saw Jared standing respectively in the centre of the room.

“Awake I see Pet.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Hmmm…Orlando’s getting breakfast and then I’m going to give him a few of his other gifts. We should be down here…” Johnny paused and Jared frowned slightly, wondering what had stopped the older man.

“Actually, what do you think Pet, should I bring you up to the living room or Orlando down here to you.”

Jared head shot up in surprise at being asked for his opinion and he stared at Johnny in complete confusion for a moment before realising that he should find an answer.

“I…er…Sir. It depends what you’ve purchased me for Sir.” He finally said gulping slightly.

Johnny raised an eyebrow in question and waved his hand. Taking it as a sign to explain him self Jared took a deep breath.

“If you have, hired me simply as a, simply for sexual…reasons then down here would seem the most appropriate as I am not meant for the rest of the house. However, if you think that I will be used for anything else, cooking, cleaning as well as…games then taking me up stairs would demonstrate this.”

Johnny contemplated Jared for a moment and then smiled. “Brains and beauty in one go. I really was found a gem wasn’t I.”

“You’re right. Come up to the living room in maybe ten minutes. It’s through the arch in the kitchen. Lando and I will be in there. Considering that they took so long to find you I haven’t had a chance to buy you anything appropriately beautiful enough so I’ve brought this down for you and your jeans will have to do.”

Johnny held out a deep red shirt made of what looked like silk and then left, smiling at Jared and pointing out the clock above the door. “Ten minutes.”

Holding the shirt in his hand Jared watched Johnny’s retreating back. This really was going to be an interesting three months if Orlando was anything like his partner.

******

Orlando and Johnny sat curled up on the sofa, Orlando holding a rare hardback copy of Wuthering Heights in his hands reverently.

“You really are the best Johnny.”

Kissing Orlando gently on the neck Johnny heard the sound of a door being opened carefully and reached for the last box.

“If you think I’m perfect for the book love…”

“More.”

Johnny just smiled and stood up. He could see Jared in the kitchen and put his hand out discreetly, gesturing for him to stay there.

“I wanted to get you something really special and different sweets.” He said and held out the hardwood box for Orlando to open.

Orlando gently pried to box open and stared at the silver collar that lay, shining in the blue velvet.

“John, you know I…”

“I know.” Johnny said stopping the protest he knew would come. “We’ve talked along time about an interest of both of ours and I thought your birthday would be the perfect time.”

Moving away from Orlando slightly he called out to Jared.

“Come in Pet.”

Orlando’s brow creased slightly and then his eyes widened as Jared walked into the room and towards Johnny’s outstretched hand.

Johnny took Jared’s shoulder gently and led him to Orlando, applying just enough pressure to let Jared know to kneel before them.

Sinking to his knees Jared noticed the look of shock and pleasure on the beautiful face before him before lowering his eyes.

“The collar isn’t for you sweet, it’s for him. He all ours for as long as you want him.”

“Ours,” Orlando echoed, his hand reaching out. “Do you mean that Johnny.”

“Oh yes love.” Johnny said, moving around and sitting himself behind Orlando, his arms wrapped loosely around him.

Orlando leant back into Johnny’s embrace, turning his head and kissing him deeply. Jared tried not to shift too much as he watched the two men and his jeans become decidedly too tight.

“Thank you Johnny. He’s perfect.” Orlando moaned against Johnny’s lips before turning his attention back to Jared.

Reaching out he lifted Jared’s chin gently and pushed his hair from his face so that he could look at him properly.

“Oh Johnny, his eyes.” He whispered in awe.

“I know Lando.”

“What’s you name?” Orlando asked his voice gentle but firm. He lacked the ever underlying humour of his lover but there was something sweet about him.

“Jared.”

“I’m Orlando.”

“Yes Sir.”

Orlando bit his lip slightly and Jared tensed, hoping he hadn’t displeased the man he was being gifted to already.

“I think Master might work better, don’t you?”

“Of cause.” Jared answered quickly. He could feel himself blushing slightly. He’d never been asked to call someone Master before. Normally his clients didn’t want him to speak at all.

Orlando gently picked up the collar from the box, and, glancing at Johnny for confirmation, which he got with a slight nod; he placed it gently around Jared neck and closed it.
Jared heard the lock click and bowed his head. “Thank you Master.” He whispered.


Chapter 5

“Do we have anyone coming round today John? It’s just dinner tomorrow with Sean and Eric right? Nothing today.”

Orlando didn’t take his eyes of Jared as he spoke, his fingers combing gently through the feather soft hair.

“No, nothing. I thought you might want to spend the day with your…present. That’s why I planned dinner for tomorrow. We have all day sweets.”

Orlando moaned slightly at Johnny’s words and the sound shot straight through Jared. He could feel his already semi hard penis reacting to Orlando. The sight of these two men, kissing and touching each other, even so normally was intoxicating while the feeling of the collar around his neck was comforting, arousing and terrifying all at once.

“Do you want to play Pet?” Orlando asked his voice heavy with arousal.

Jared knew he should answer politely, should say if you wish to Master or if it pleases you but he couldn’t help the yes that slipped out. He’d always enjoyed this sort of thing, enjoyed the feeling of freedom giving up control gave him. He’d enjoyed it long before he started working and though he’d begun to fear it, begun to hate it over the last few years kneeling before these two men he found he couldn’t resist the call.

Johnny watched Jared’s frame relax discreetly and saw the telling bulge in his jeans. It would appear the boy would actually enjoy this without too much coaxing.

“There are rules Orlando,” he said firmly, “Jared knows you’re in control but he also knows that if it comes to it, it’s my orders he follows. I want you to have this sweets but I’m still in control, you’re still mine.”

“I wouldn’t want it any other way Johnny, you must know that.” Orlando whispered, taking his eyes off Jared to look at his partner.

“I do love, I do.”

“May we play?” Orlando asked his voice gentle and needy as he looked back at Jared once more.

“Oh yes, I think so.”

Johnny and Orlando stood Orlando’s fingers still in Jared’s hair. “Come Pet.” Johnny spoke, the command obvious in his voice and Jared rose and followed them out of the room.

Entering the playroom Jared starred around briefly as Johnny moved to the sofas, leaving Orlando standing before him. Jared glanced briefly at Orlando, not quite making eye contact before dropping to the floor.

Orlando smiled at Jared’s actions, both the glance and the way he dropped to his knees without being asked.
Moving further into the room he watched Jared for a moment, before turning his eyes to his partner. Johnny was half seated, half lying on the couch, watching him intently.

“Johnny, may I start.”

“Of cause Orlando.”

The way they said each others names made Jared shiver, the love they felt could be felt in their voices, even when they sounded so official.

“Jared.” Orlando spoke to him and Jared thought he could hear some of the same intensity in his voice but he pushed it aside, telling himself that it was just wishful thinking and he was being stupid, wishing for something that wasn’t there and never would be.

“Yes Master” He answered, shocked by the arousal in his own voice.

“I want to see you, all of you.”

“Undress Pet.” Johnny’s voice commanded and Jared started to strip off his shirt without thinking. Jared realised why Johnny was the one in control, it was rare these days that a simple command could make him act without thinking.

Standing up he slipped his jeans down over thin hips, stepping out of them and bending to pick the up, folding them and holding them in front of him awkwardly. Orlando stepped forward and took the clothes from him, catching his shoulder as he went to kneel again.

“Stay standing, want to look at you.”

Orlando placed the clothes on the table, kissing Johnny’s hand and then turning back. Jared heard him exhale, his breath coming out somewhere between and moan and a sigh and felt himself tremor.

Orlando walked back to him slowly, his eyes tacking in every inch of the man before him as he circled him. There bodies where inches apart and Jared felt as though his skin were burning everywhere Orlando looked. His whole body felt like it was on fire and he desperately wanted Orlando to touch him, to order him to do something.

Orlando took in the thin, delicate feet, strong legs, firm arse, pointed hips, the perfect torso and chest, the pronounced ribs, the slim yet strong shoulders and perfect features and thought he might burst. This god was all his and Johnny’s, he could do whatever he wanted, could make him do whatever he wanted. Stepping closer so that they were only a few millimetres apart he surrounded himself with Jared’s smell, his already hard penis throbbing painfully against the confines of his jeans. Jared smelt so good, so different from Johnny who always smelt of far off places and spices. Jared smelt of something Orlando couldn’t quite place, like something from a memory, tangy and rich yet fresh, like the smell of fire brought to you on a spring breeze.

Stepping back slightly he saw Jared move fractionally closer to him as though desperate for contact.
“Stand still Jared.”
The other man froze and Orlando could see his entire body vibrate, his proud member leaking pre-come as it stood out from his body. There was a vein that ran along Jared’s firm stomach and Orlando’s hands itched to touch it, to trace it, to see if his skin was as soft as it looked.
Glancing over his shoulder at Johnny he received a slight nod.

Jared tried desperately not to jump when Orlando’s soft fingers traced the vein along his stomach, brushing against his penis so softly he thought he might die.

“You are so beautiful.” Orlando moaned, his lips brushing Jared’s ear. “So beautiful and all mine. Do you have any idea the things I want to do to you, to that beautiful body? But we have time, don’t we pet, all the time in the world. You’ll let me play?”

Jared heard the question, the desire for permission even through the fog of desire Orlando’s words caused in him. He knew he’d already given it to Johnny but nodded anyway knowing it was the right thing to do when he felt Orlando smile.
Orlando’s gentle hands still caressed his stomach as the man turned to his lover.

“Do you want us to move so you can see better Johnny?”

“Yes please Sweet, turn our beautiful pet round for me heh.”

Orlando didn’t need to touch Jared or make him move to face Johnny and Jared could see the satisfaction on Johnny’s face as he looked at him from under his lashes.

Orlando stepped away and seemed to consider the situation for a minute before stepping back and sitting himself on the arm of one of the chairs.

“Jared, I want you to go and choose a collection of things from the wall and cupboard over there. 7 I think considering the date, and no blindfold, I don’t want to hide your eyes.”

Orlando saw Jareds brow crease slightly and thought for a moment he might disobey however he simply nodded, murmuring yes master and walking to the other side of the room.

Chapter 6

Johnny chuckled as he watched Jareds whole body radiate with confusion at Orlando’s order. Though he had obediently done as he was instructed Johnny knew that he was too intelligent and too used to abuse of some sort not be trying to work out where this would lead. Any good sub would want to be able to anticipate their Doms orders and Jared was more than a good sub, he was also a whore. Johnny guessed that being able to guess what the client wanted was completely necessary in his line of work.

Orlando came and sat down next to Johnny so that their thighs were touching.
“Why make him choose Lando.” Johnny asked in an undertone, knowing that Jared would hear the murmur of their voices but not the words.

“We don’t know anything about him John, I want to see what he’ll choose, it will tell us a lot.”

“It might just tell us he’s trying to guess what will please you.”

“That doesn’t tell us a lot?” Orlando questioned.

“No, I suppose it does.” Johnny whispered back as Jared finally approached them again.

“What you’ve chosen will be all I use throughout the day Jared so I hope you’ve picked carefully.” Orlando spoke clearly and firmly, watching Jared consider.

“Do you want to change anything?”

“No Master.”

“Very well, place them on the table.”

Jared placed his bundle on the table and stepped back fractionally to allow the two other men to look over his choices. He had decided it was safe enough to choose things he might enjoy as well as things he thought would please his masters.

Orlando lent forward and started to lay out the objects Jared had chosen, finally laying the out on the table.

“Very well Jared, let’s begin.”

Johnny was impressed by the way Orlando kept switching between using Jareds name and calling him pet, it meant the man stayed with them rather than disappearing into a role and he could Jared understood that as Orlando picked up the first item and approached him.
Orlando took up the plain silver cock ring that Jared had chosen and approached the other man.

“It matches your collar Pet.” He spoke, so that Johnny could hear him and slipped the rings over Jared’s balls and prick, confining them and causing Jared to shudder.

Johnny cocked his head and considered the two beautiful men in front of him.

“Why did you choose the cock ring Jared?” He asked and though it was a question he knew Jared would understand that answering wasn’t a choice.

“This on in particular or a cock ring at all Sir?” Jared asked quietly, his eyes on the floor.

“I want you to look at the wall Jared.” Orlando interrupted and Jared lifted his head quickly, starring straight ahead of him.

“Answer both Pet.” Johnny spoke through a slight chuckle as Orlando turned back to look at Jareds choices.

“Hands behind you head.” He ordered still looking at the table and not checking to see if Jared moved. Johnny however got to watch the fluid grace that went with even such a simple move as Jared locked his hands behind his head.

Jared seemed to consider his answer and Orlando stood, as though still choosing but in reality, waiting for his reply.

“This one because I realised it would match my collar and because I prefer the feeling of metal than leather around my genitalia sir. As for why, I did not wish to displease either of you by ejaculating any earlier than you wished and so restraint seemed prudent.”

Orlando raised an eyebrow at Johnny who smiled. They both knew that Orlando’s answer under such circumstances would not have been nearly as controlled. Jared really was a professional.

Turning back to Jared Orlando walked around to stand behind the other man and started to caress his chest, occasionally stopping to lick his fingers and pinch at the dusky red nipples.

“Why did you think you might cum without permission Jared?” Johnny asked and watched Jared try to focus on his questions and not Orlando’s caress.

Jared took a deep breath and Johnny recognised the look in his eyes as one he had had before over that last two days. He was considering the truth and what to tell those who controlled his life and the money he needed.

“I always want the truth Pet, whatever it is,” Johnny commanded gently.

“We won’t punish you for being honest Jared.” Orlando breathed against his ear soft hands still ghosting over Jareds chest.

“You are both…I find you both…” Jared breath came out in a shuddering moan and Orlando twisted his nipple almost cruelly. “I find you both highly arousing Sir and was afraid…” suddenly Jared moaned allowed and Johnny saw Orlando’s hands move away revealing a set of nipple clamps.

Jared took a deep breath, “Afraid I might find what you chose to do with me too pleasurable to stop myself Sir.”

“Why the nipple clamps?” Johnny asked smoothly as Orlando continued to caress him, now moving to his legs and arse.

“I like having a focus point. I find the pain…exciting.”

Orlando dropped down behind Jared, caressing the insides of his thighs and gently prying his legs further apart before doing up the leather ankle restraints.

Jareds breathing started to become shallow as Orlando licked the inside of his thigh right up to the soft skin behind his balls. He could feel Orlando’s breath against him as the spreader bar he had chosen forced his legs further apart causing him to have to shift his weight to stay balanced. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Johnny leisurely undoing his trousers and stroking his cock.

As Johnny asked the next question Orlando gently cupped his balls, licking the insides of his legs and pushing his tongue into the crack of Jareds arse. Panting now he tried to focus on Johnny’s questions and not his pleasure. “I don’t know Sir, I don’t know why I chose it, it just seemed appealing.”

Suddenly Orlando was gone and Jared felt himself reeling, this time from the sudden lack of stimulation. Before long though Orlando was back, this time nibbling his ear and throat, toying with his collar. He held up an object before Jared and Jared winced slightly at the sight of it.

“Why the leash Jared,” Johnny asked, taking in the wince.

Jared gulped and Orlando felt in under his tongue, pulling back to see the look of slight fear in Jareds face.

“Answer him,” he commanded, his hand grabbing Jareds balls and squeezing slightly.

“I, the collar made me think, it seemed.” Jared trailed off, his eyes dropping from the wall in front of him.

“Orlando told you to keep your eyes on the wall Jared.”

Deep blue eyes, now slightly wet flew to the wall and slim shoulders started to shake slightly. “Now, why the leash and why such a short one?”

“I wanted to be owned, made to stay close.” Jared finally whispered, his voice laden with the fear of rejection and his obvious arousal.

“Put it on him Orlando.” Johnny ordered and Orlando quickly clipped the short leather leash to Jared collar.

Johnny then lent forward picking up the other objects before standing and walking around to them both.

“You’ve only picked 6 objects Jared, Orlando told you to pick 7.”

“Your hand Sir.” Jared answered, his hands still locked behind his head.

Johnny smirked before glancing at Orlando.

“Go and bend over the bed Jared, hands behind your head.” He ordered.

Jared turned and shuffled to the bed, the spreader bar restricting his movement. Finally reaching the bed he bent over, his erection pressing painfully into his stomach and his muscle taunt as he placed his hands behind his head.

“The ball gag Jared?” he spoke, the question evident in his voice.

“I like having control taken from he Sir.” He answered quickly, “The use of a gag does that for me.”

“Orlando,” Johnny spoke handing the gag to Orlando who took it and walked over to Jared, pushing the rubber ball gag into his mouth and fastening it behind his head.

Johnny then stood, the last object in his hand.

“He chose a vibrator but no lube Orlando. I don’t want to hurt our pet on his first day with us. On your knees, I want you to open him up.”

Orlando moaned as he hurried to follow Johnny’s order, dropping to his knees between Jareds spread legs.

“Lick him out; I want you to fuck him with your tongue.”

Orlando reached up; parting Jareds arse cheeks and forcing his tongue into the perfect, tight hole that was revealed to them.

Jared bucked slightly and the moans could be heard muffled through the gag.

Forcing his tongue into Jared Orlando could taste the sweat and musk that was so private it made him even harder than he already was.

“Stop.”

Orlando stopped immediately, pulling away and standing up as Johnny moved forward.

Orlando noticed that Johnny had stripped and ran an appreciative eye over his lover before raising an eyebrow in question. Nodding slightly Johnny stepped between Jareds legs as Orlando quickly stripped, releasing his penis from the confines of his jeans with a moan.

“This may hurt a little Pet.” Johnny warmed before placing the vibrator against Jared hole and pushing it in, in one movement and flicking it on.

Jared back arched back as the vibrator sang, pulsing against that perfect knot of nerves and causing him to mew behind the gag.

“Now then, you said something about my hand.” Johnny mused.

“How many Orlando, and bare in mind it will not be his punishment for moving or dropping his eyes.”

“Ten then,” Orlando answered breathlessly, his hand firmly stroking the length his dick.

“Count Orlando,” Johnny commanded as he brought his hand down harshly against Jared arse.

“One.”

Jared could hear Orlando counting but he couldn’t understand. Every time Johnny’s hand made contact with the sensitive skin on his arse he moved the vibrator, causing the most delicious friction.

Finally the spanking stopped and Jared tried to pull air pasted the ball gag, panting deeply.

Johnny stepped back after squeezing Jareds arse and cocked his head to once side.

“Stand up.” Johnny commanded and he and Orlando watched Jared struggle to his feet, finally finding some sort of balance.

Johnny took Orlando’s hand, leading him back to the sofa’s and seating him between his legs.
“Come here,” Johnny ordered and Jared once more slowly shuffled to them, standing between Orlando’s open legs before dropping to his knees at Johnny gesture.

Johnny reached forward and undid the gag. “Cross your arms behind your back.”
Orlando watched as Jared did as instructed.

“I want you to bring Orlando off.”

Jared nodded before lowering his mouth to Orlando’s cock and deep throating him. Orlando’s hips bucked and force his cock deeper into Jareds mouth, forcing him to swallow slightly around it. Pulling back slightly Jared used every trick he knew, his tongue swirling around the head or Orlando’s dick and his throat vibrating slightly with every moan Jared made.
After a few minutes he once more deep throated the other man, and feeling him stiffen he swallowed the cum that filled his mouth.

Orlando’s hands where tangle in Jareds hair and he breathed deeply, murmuring his approval.

When he had recovered Johnny spoke.

“I think its lunch time, don’t you Orlando. I think Jared can wait until after we’ve eaten to be allowed to come, it might teach him to follow your orders more carefully.”

With that Johnny stood and reached out for his lover. Orlando took his hand and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet before helping Jared rise and tacking hold of the leash.