Deviations: Submission by Chris Owen, Jodi Payne

one finger into him and slowly thrusting back and forth.
    Noah groaned. "Oh, God." His head dropped forward.
    "Mistakes are allowed, made up for, and forgiven.
    Discipline lets you know yourself, lets you gain strength."
    "Yes. Yes, sir. I ... that's better. Know myself. So good to me." Noah's breathing was shallow, his body responsive, as his fingers scratched at the leather.
    "I can be so good to you," Tobias whispered, thrusting his finger in slowly and twisting it. "I can take you out of yourself and put you back. I can teach you, find you, and hurt you."
    With that he pulled his hand away and stepped back, snapping the crop again and raising a red welt on Noah's thigh. Noah swayed slightly to the side after the blow, but he reacted as if the pain were almost incidental to the conversation they were having.
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    A critical look at the mark reassured Tobias that he'd selected his tool well; there was a sting certainly, and he hoped Noah didn't have to do a lot of moving or running over the weekend, but the sound the crop made had almost as much punch as the actual strike. In Noah's current state, he could actually back off on the weight of the blows and let the sound do his work.
    "Pain can cleanse," Tobias said aloud, letting his tone return to normal. "Regular spankings, regular chores, they can give you a sense of place, of what you are. When you know in your heart that you are submitting, you can take joy in these things."
    "God, yes, I need that, to go there, to come back whole again, need it so much." Noah's voice held tension and emotion, but he deliberately squared himself on the cross again and straightened his shoulders.
    "Knowing your place brings peace," Tobias said, making a second mark on Noah's thigh. "Knowing you're cherished brings serenity." Another mark and he snatched the plug from the table, dropping the crop. "Believing you are your Dom's most important responsibility brings ecstasy," he whispered, none too gently thrusting the plug into Noah. Noah gasped loudly and then went silent and still. "Your needs are met, your body is cycled through pain and pleasure, and your Dom's pleasure becomes your own."
    Tobias was a bit concerned until Noah exhaled and nodded. Noah had gone a little beyond speech for a moment, but he came back quickly enough.
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    "Oh God, sir, I ache ... so hard it hurts..." The poor boy whimpered again and dropped his head back. His eyes were closed tightly, his face flushed. He licked his lips.
    "I know, sweetheart. Because I want it, because I ask it of you." Tobias seated the plug in Noah and made sure it was secure before he stepped back and picked up the crop.
    "Because you're mine," he said, swinging the crop again, doubling the stripes on Noah's back. Noah whimpered at the blows and rocked forward, pressing his face into one of his arms. "Because I can take you where you need to go."
    Noah was still trying to breathe deliberately, but he seemed to be losing that battle quickly now, too. He hung there and moaned softly.
    Tobias smiled, watched Noah fly away from himself. He put the crop down and moved close, noticed the sheen of sweat on Noah's body and on his own. His own breath was coming quicker, his cock throbbing mercilessly. He traced one of Noah's marks with one finger, then gently twisted the plug, jostling it slightly, intentionally.
    "Ah..." Noah squirmed and gasped as Tobias unseated and reseated the plug.
    "And I can bring you back," Tobias whispered softly. "Time and again, boy. Your pleasure can be made from mine, if you submit."
    "Anything to please," Noah gasped again, "to please you, sir." He tried to straighten up without much success. "So good to me."
    "Try, and you please me. Fail and try again? I'll go to the end of the world to protect you." Tobias tugged on the plug 78

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    once more, dragging it out of