**Day 3- scene

"Good morning, pet. Time to wake up." Chris spoke, gently rubbing Dean's back

"it's too early," he whined. "Can't we sleep longer,"

"Pet. Now!" with a smack to his ass.

"sorry master."

"I will let it go for today, I know you didn't get much sleep last night. I felt you moving around a lot, is it because of today? Are you nervous or scared?"

"yeah, I just don't know how to let myself really safeword. I do trust you and you say you won't punish or leave me, but it's so hard because the opposite was drilled in my brain for so long."

"I understand that. That's why I am trying to help you. And just to be even more clear, you can safeword because of anything we do today in the scene. If you are in too much pain, physically or emotionally; if you can't take withholding your orgasms; If you start having flashbacks; if you ask me to 'stop/no' (*not safeword), and I continue; ANYTHING at all! You say the true safeword and I stop that very second. Okay?"

"okay sir."

"good. Now I want you to go to the restroom, put on some clothes, and go work on breakfast for me,"

"yes master,"

"When we are finished eating, I want you to go kneel in the playroom. I will take care of the dishes,"

"Sir, may I use the restroom before we begin?"

"No, that is going to be a part of the scene actually."

"yes Master, I am finished."

"Okay, then. You are dismissed. I will join you shortly."

Dean nodded as he walked out of the room to the playroom.

About 15 minutes later Chris walked into the playroom to see Dean kneeling in perfect position, as always, another thing that needed to change. Not because the perfect position was a terrible thing, because it was quite the opposite. Rather, it needed to change because it was part of his past training and Chris didn't mind a little less 'perfection' with Dean. He has never brought it up before, but had a feeling, if the scene went well, he could bring it up in the future to discuss it.

Chris walked around, gathering some of the items he needed for the beginning of the scene, not rushing but not going too slowly, his sub had waited long enough.

"Dean, we are going to begin. Stand." He did, still maintaining his perfect position. Chris moved to stand in front of him. Placing his index finger under his chin, coaxing Dean to look at him. "Are you ready to begin? Yes Master. "Okay. I want you to go lie on the table for me, face down. (a medical exam like table that had a hole for the head, like a massage table, and a hole in the area that would-be ass and crotch)." He did.

Chris walked over, silk rope in hand that he had grabbed earlier. "Hands behind your back for me," As Dean reached back, Chris bound his arms at the wrist, and a loose tie around his elbows. Dean tensed, having a feeling that the hog tie was coming. He was right, sort of. Chris then moved to his legs, lashing his ankles together. "Color?"

"Green master,"

"Good boy," Chris encouraged. Deciding to not go for the hogtie immediately, Chris stopped and reached for the light flogger. Lightly, he ran the flogger up and down Dean's spine and ass, every once and a while he would give a light smack with his hand, causing Dean to flinch, in a good way, clearly starting to get hard. After a few minutes of this, Chris raised the flogger and brought it down in a quick swat. Chris began hitting Dean all over his shoulders and ass with medium to hard hits. Dean began moaning constantly. Soon, Chris put the flogger down and reached for one more piece of rope. "Okay pet, I am going to move you into your next position. How are you feeling? Speak openly."

"mmm so good Master. But I am starting to need to pee…"

"Don't worry, we will take care of that soon but for now you are not allowed to pee, understand?"

"yes Master,"

Chris took another piece of rope and tied it from the wrist and ankle ties, making a hogtie. It wasn't tight by any means, but it definitely wasn't loose either. Chris also grabbed a blindfold, "Do you trust me?" always master. "Close your eyes for me, pet." Chris placed the blindfold around his sub's eyes. Chris could see the tension coming from Dean, laying in the hogtie, now in darkness. "Dean. Talk to me. How are you feeling?"

"I… I'm fine… I'm okay, sir…"

"are you sure? Don't lie to me. This is all to help you."

"I'm sure. Trying to block the flashbacks. Starting to feel familiar and they want to take over. Trying to fight them."

"As long as you are still with me and are what color?" green Master. "Then I am going to continue."

Chris raised his hand and slapped it on Dean's ass with moderate force. He gauged his sub's reaction, which was a deep inhale then slow exhale of breath before relaxing back into the table, as much as he could. Then he hit the other side. He continued, giving 20 hits in total before stopping and grabbing the tube of lube from his pocket. He poured a little bit on his fingers and began to lightly rub his finger up and down Dean's crack slowly before finally pushing one finger in. Dean moaned. "good boy, so relaxed for me. Opening up so well," Chris slipped in a second finger, followed by a third as he continued to slowly stretch dean's ass.

After a while he removed his fingers. Dean whined at the loss of contact and stimulation. "Where are you pet?" green sir, very much green. "excellent! You're doing so well." It was time to step it up. Chris reached for a rather large vibrating butt plug, lubed it, and slowly began inserting it until it was fully implanted in Dean's ass. "Now, I am going to turn on the vibrations and you are going to tell me every time you get close to the edge. I may or may not let off so use your word if you need it, okay?" yes master. I turned it on. After a minute went by, Dean called out "please. I'm close but it's also making me need to pee! Please turn it off," This time, I did. "good boy," I waited for him to calm some before turning it back on. This went on for about 15 minutes, turning it on, off, or changing the speeds/ pulsation settings. "sir, can I cum? please?" no. "but I'm so close! My stomach hurts," why does it hurt? I questioned, turning down the speed but leaving it on. "because I need to pee so bad! And I need to cum, please! Can I at least pee? I can hold off my orgasm, but my bladder isn't going to last much longer!" I think you have at least another 20 minutes in you pet. And I turned the vibrations back up to high. I was honestly hoping his need to pee would be the ticket for the safeword. I knew there wasn't much time in him before his bladder gave out though, so I was formulating plan b in my head.

After about 10 more minutes, I turned off and pulled out the vibrator. "How are you feeling Pet? Speak openly."

"ummm… I hurt sir, my bladder is cramping… please let me pee."

"Not yet. Use your word if you must. If you pee during my scene you will be punished. I don't want to punish you right now, this is all to help you. Do you understand that?"

"yes, I understand, but please allow me to use the restroom soon."

"we'll see. It's time to get you into another position." I began untying the ropes, releasing him from the hogtie before coaxing him to stand up. I walked him over to where our suspension equipment was and began attaching wrist restraints. "ready, what color?" green sir. "good. This next part, you will be suspended over the tall mount (an: picture a dildo mounted on a narrow, solid piece of wood or pvc piping) which had a longer but narrower dildo.) I will place a small wheeled stool on either side for you to stand on to begin. You must use your upper body strength to keep the stools in place, otherwise you will be impaling yourself on the dildo. I want you to last at least 15 minutes. Also, don't think I will just be watching, I am still going to continue to play with you. Do you understand?" yes Master. "do you have any questions or objections" no Master. "great. Then here we go."

I grabbed the two stools, one for each foot, for him to stand on, wheels locked for now, then went to raise him up so that he was standing flat on the boxes with a small amount of slack. Then I sent up the dildo mound under him. "Time to begin," I told him. "make sure you hold yourself up." I unlocked the wheels and went to grab the cane and my belt. I wasn't going to use the cane at all originally, but I think it will be better to have the same item used, but for a much shorter time.

I watched him struggle keeping himself upright for a few minutes before taking the cane and rubbing it across his shoulders, down his back, across his ass, and down his thighs before bringing it back up. Dean quickly figured out what it was as his body language tensed almost immediately. I began tapping lightly across his butt and thighs, not hard by any means, just enough for him to get the sensation. After a few minutes, I took the cane back and started giving moderate strength hits. Every 3 hits, I increased the strength slightly. Dean started to relax into the hits which is what I was hoping for, but at the same time it made him forget about holding himself up and the dildo started poking his hole. He quickly tensed again to bring himself up but moved too fast as one of the stools came out from underneath him and he impaled himself almost completely. "ahhh Chris! Please… I need the stool back… it hurts…" I didn't answer at first, instead giving 5 more hits with the cane, harder than the rest before setting it down. No Dean. If you want off of it, you must figure it out. I knew that was cruel, but I needed him to say the word. He attempted using the one stool and as much arm strength he could muster, but he was only getting about half was up off it before going back down. I picked up the belt. I rested it against his this momentarily before bringing it down hard and fast 10 times.

On the 7th hit, many things happened. Dean tensed up, pulling off the dildo, his bladder releasing all his urine onto the floor, causing him to slam into the dildo which caused his to begin to orgasm, which was still not allowed. "RED. RED CHIRS RED!" he began screaming. I quickly helped him off the dildo, unhooked his restraints, and carried him to the bed in the playroom. I curled up next to him, holding him as close as possible, whispering soothing words which he didn't seem to hear for nearly 30 minutes.

"it's all over Dean! You did you well for me. I am so proud of you. I love you so much" I repeated over and over.

Almost an hour passed before dean spoke, his voice raspy from crying, "Chris?"

"yes, my love?"

"am I going to be punished?"

"of course, not my beautiful boy? Why would you be punished?"

"because I peed and because I orgasmed, and you didn't give me permission."

"Dean look at me," I rolled so I was on top of him and met his eyes. "I wanted you to pee, baby. I wanted your orgasm. I wanted, no needed, you to get so swept up into the scene that you just let your body take over and just let go. I know that is scary for you and I don't think I have ever seen you just let yourself go before! I am so proud of you! Tell me, what was it that made you say the word?"

"I… I think it was just too much all at once. Needing to pee for so long was probably the hardest thing though. I can control my orgasms and I can take pain, but you can only hold your bladder so long before it becomes involuntary."

"and that is exactly what I was wanting. I know how well you take pain and how long you can hold off your orgasm for me, so I knew we would be in here for days, which is why I had to add something to the scene that you couldn't control. Can you understand that?"

"of course, I understand it. It makes sense. And you're right, without needing to pee, I'm sure this would've drug on for days!"

"Good boy! So, I don't know what time it is but why don't we go take a nap then we can get up and eat and discuss this some more. Tomorrow we start with a clean slate."

"that sounds wonderful sir, I'm exhausted!"

As the day's drug on, Dean stayed very close to Chris, never wanting to be out of his site. The constant reassurances from Chris still needed as Dean tried to override his past training. About a week had passed before Dean came to the revelation that Chris truly loved him and that he wasn't going to leave for a better sub that could handle scenes without wussing out with a safeword. He was loved!