[C] Convention

He gave the Vampire another firm spank.

"You'll have to start calling me Master for the con." He didn't expect being called Master usually and Ray knew that. But at the con, it was a necessity.

He wanted Ray and Hayden to practise in a few Sessions before the con so they wouldn't make too many slips.

Dario gave the man's backside another firm spank before he began thrusting his hips.

Ray cried out blissfully with each strike, his body leaning into the rough treatment as he felt his backside start to sting with the repetitive hits.

"Yes, Master."

His words were almost purred, he had forgotten the pleasure he got from sex, even recently he rarely played with himself and he was pent up.

"Good boy," he crooned softly, leaning forwards to lay a kiss against the man's spine.

Ray calling him Master didn't go straight to his dick like it did when Hayden called him Master, but he could still appreciate it a lot. He always appreciated being called Master.

His hips rocked forwards firmly again.

"Enjoying this, Jika?"