[M] A Good Book, A Great Drink And Even Better Company

"Torture comes easy. It's the pleasure that I'm more worried about."

Alek was the sort of person that could torture a person very very easily. He had the know how to break people down with very little effort on his part.

Asher, from what he was gather, wasn't a painslut. She liked pain but she couldn't gather much pleasure from it. In a Session with her he'd need to spend time giving her purely pleasure for her to enjoy the Session.

That was what he needed to work on.

The Lycan's tongue laved over his lower lip as two fingers pushed into her again, thrusting deep. She writhed in his lap, moaning softly, her eyes never straying from Belial's face.

A smile pulled at his lips as he looked down at Asher who continued to stare at him.

"Pleasure is easy."

He replied, rising from his seat and kneeling down until he was face level with Asher.

"It's locking eyes with them, a gentle touch amongst the pain, and a show of kindness."

He stared into her eyes, her vibrant green meeting his lustful violet as his hand stroked across her cheek and down her neck gently.

The Fallen leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips moving slowly against hers as his warm hands stroked over her chest, grazing over her nipples.

"Easier for some than others."

His fingers continued to thrust deep and slow.

"Up until recently, I went half a millennia without any form of pleasure bar that given by my own hand. In three thousand years, I've not stopped torturing people once."

He found it much easier to torture than pleasure.

But he'd try. He didn't want to be a Master known for giving too much more pain than pleasure. He wanted a balanced amount of both.

The woman's hips rocked eagerly against Alek's hand.

Her bright eyes watched Belial as he knelt in front of her.

She glanced down when his eyes met with hers, pink dusting her tanned cheeks. This was only the second time their eyes had met since they had met.

Asher leaned into the gentle caresses on her cheeks and neck, a low purr rumbling in her chest. She returned his gentle kiss with a smile. As much as she loved being treated rough, Asher liked Belial's gentle side.

It was a side of him that he didn't show often. She loved it when he treated her with this gentleness.

She gave a soft mewl, pressing her chest forwards against the Fallen's hands.

"Perhaps you should practice with Asher as a male then. She will not lie to you if something feels pleasurable or not."

He replied, Aleksandr was out of practice but it wouldn't take him long to learn a few tricks that would pleasure his submissive.

"Are you planning on training Lycus more, taking him as you Slave of simply having him as a submissive?"

He asked curiously as his hands stroked over Asher's body.

"For now he is my Switch Submissive. I plan to train him some before I take him as a full time Slave and drop with Switch role."

It'd take more than just a little training to have Lycus accept a role like that. He'd need to do a lot of persuading. It would take time.

He'd just have to be patient. It would take time but taking Lycus as his Slave would be worth it.

Alek stroked the Changeling's backside. "Male, if you will, Asher."

Asher shuffled awkwardly on Alek's lap as she reached back to pull out her suitcase piercing gently. Men couldn't have suitcase piercings. It would do her quite a bit of damage if she changed gender with the piercing in.

When she had the bar in her hand, she shifted immediately.

The evidence of her arousal wasn't so clear as a female; as a male it was blindingly obvious. She bowed her head a little, her long hair covering her face.

Her hand fisted tightly around the bar in her grip as she waited for their next moves. She didn't want to lose it; Belial had bought it, it was precious to her.

Belial stroked the Faerie's head gently, leaning down to nip as his neck sharply.

"I'll look after that Asher."

He said, taking the piercing from him, he could have it back once Aleksandr was done with him.

Belial placed the piercing in his shirt pocket and buttoned it securely before stepping back and sitting back into his chair, taking another long sip of wine.

"Switch relationships are difficult, I find having defined roles much more appealing."

Alek nodded. "As do I. That is why I hope we can get to the point where I can take him as my full time Slave in the not too distant future."

He looked down at the man now lying in his lap.

Pleasure. He could do this. He had pleasured himself more than a few times in the past. he knew what felt good.

The Lycan's fingers stroked over Asher's backside gently as his other hand moved to press against his lips.

The man's eyes slid closed and he gave a low moan when Belial bit sharply at his neck, head tilting back to offer more of it to the Fallen.

Asher gave up the piercing immediately, watching as Belial took put it in his pocket.

The Changeling gave a soft whine when Belial moved to sit on his chair again. No, he had liked having Belial knelt in front of him like that.

As soon as he realised he had made that noise, he bowed his head, covering his blushing cheeks with his hair. It wasn't his choice to decide whether Belial watched them or got involved.

His lips parted and his tongue lapped out over the Lycan's fingers.

Belial chuckled at Asher's little whine, ever since he had first lay with him the Faerie couldn't get enough and he was quickly realizing just how much of a lustful creature Asher was.

"It will be difficult but with enough persistence and incentive anyone could be made to submit, it's all a matter of finding out what they want most."

Some wanted protection, others acceptance, devotion, many were simply in it for gratification and a rare few out of love.

"Even a prideful Elf such as him has something he wants above all else that would be worth handing over his control."

Alek gave a thoughtful little nod.

Incentive.

What could Lycus get from becoming his Slave that he couldn't get otherwise? He'd have to think that one over carefully. Make sure he had a good idea of what Lycus wanted before making the offer of full time Slavery.

He pulled his fingers from the Changelings mouth, pressing the wet digits against his entrance, pushing one in slowly.

When Alek pulled his fingers from his mouth, he bit his lip.

Belial had chuckled at his whine. He knew how much he wanted him. Asher's cheeks flushed darker, the red showing visibly on her tanned cheeks.

He moaned softly, hips pressing back against Alek's finger as it pushed in slowly.

His hips began rocking a little against the finger, eager to feel more.

"That much shouldn't be too hard for you, if he had lay under you willingly before then you must have something that he wants."

Peoples wants were so varied that it was hard to say what worked best, whether it be superficial or something more meaningful.

A smile spread across his lips as he watched Asher.
"You're behaving so well, keep it up and I will give you a treat when we go back upstairs."

He muttered softly, perhaps he would spend a few hours simply pleasuring her roughly as she liked it.

"Willingly is a word I'd use very loosely."

He had been willing. After the chase and a bit of struggling, Lycus had submitted to him easily enough.

Perhaps he could work on the man's obsession with him to get what he wanted. How far did the obsession stretch? He'd have to test that.

Alek pushed a second finger into the Changeling.

Asher looked up, the hair falling away from his blushing face.

Belial would give her a reward if he continued to let Alek experiment on him?

His green eyes almost glowed with his excitement. He hadn't expected a reward for doing this, but the thought of getting a reward from his Master excited him a lot. What would Belial do?

Asher moaned softly as a second finger was pushed into him, hips rocking back against him.