Jax struggles against the men who walk him down the long corridor of the
Mansion. His eyes are blindfolded and his hands rub against the rope that
binds them together. He doesn't even know how he ended up here, he met
Ricardo for a drink... the drink something must have been in the drink. He
is shoved into a room, as the door is sealed.

A man sits alone in his office, staring at the two way mirror that now
reveals his captive. Sonny stretches his sore muscles as a smile slowly
spreads over his face. Jax had spent millions of dollars and 1000's of man
hours to find him, he wonders if the irony of Sonny calling him to his
establishment after the search would strike Jasper as funny. Probably not,
but who really cares.

"Boss, is there anything else you acquire from us?" his servant asks.

"Bring Ricardo to me, and then dismiss the staff for the evening," Sonny
instructs. Within moments the ruggedly handsome gentleman joins him. "Good
evening."

Ricardo's eyes fall to the image of Jax struggling in the room. "He seems
to be in pain."

"You worry too much," Sonny replies as he hands him a briefcase. "Your
information has proved invaluable. You needn't concern yourself with Jasper
Jax again."

"You promised he wouldn't be hurt, Boss." Ricardo says softly, his heart
going out to the blond man he once called a friend.

"Jax and I have unfinished business." Sonny points to the door. "You're
free to go. I would advise you take me up on that."

An hour later, Sonny, dressed in an open white silk shirt and white
painters pants, enters the room. Jax turns his head towards the sound of
the door. "Who's there?"

"Relax, Candy Boy, I didn't even say knock knock yet," Sonny replies with a
sarcastic smile. "I trust your trip here was an enjoyable one."

"I will kill you, Corinthos!  Untie me and take this damn thing off my
eyes," Jax orders.

Sonny picks up a ball gag and strides to the room, backhanding Jax across
the face. "Get one thing straight, I'm not Brenda, you don't order me
around. Open your mouth," Sonny hisses.

Jax clenches his mouth shut defiantly, only to receive another stinging
blow to his other cheek. A small trail of blood drips from his lip as Sonny
lets out an exasperated sigh. "You are making this more difficult than it
needs to be, Jasper. Open your mouth."

Jax shakes his head and prepares for another slap, surprised when he feels
nothing. Sonny walks to the wall and hits his intercom. "Jesse, Neil, I
need you in here." Jax begins to sweat as he nervously awaits to face
death. Instead, he feels to pairs of strong hands hoist him up and drag him
towards the middle of the room. His hands are lifted above his head and
placed into leather straps, His feet are spread wide apart and shackled as
well.

The men leave as Sonny smiles. "Now, the room is sound proof, so I'm gonna
put this gag aside until you annoy me again. Would you like me to remove
your blind fold?"

"Yes, damnit" Jax replies.

"You aren't getting the hang of this," Sonny says as he removes the silk
blindfold. "I think you need a demonstration of what is expected of you."

He hits the intercom once more. "Send Marcus in."

A handsome brunette man, in his mid twenty's enters and kneels at Sonny's
feet, kissing his shoe. "You wanted me sir?"

Sonny strokes his hair gently. "Jasper is new here, and I need for him to
witness a demonstration on why he is here. Undress him."

Jax struggles against the shackles. "No!  I won't allow you to do this.
You're a pervert!"

Sonny grins at him. "Ricardo has shown me the video tapes of your
dalliances with him, I wouldn't toss the word 'pervert' out. You seemed to
enjoy ordering him around, I would think you would enjoy this change of
pace."

Jax blushes as he feels his pants and shirt cut from his body, leaving his
chiseled body naked for Sonny to admire. "What I have with Ricardo is
between me and him, untie me."

"What you had, I bought you, you are now mine." Sonny walks to him, running
his finger tips over Jax's chest. "Don't seem so surprised, you buy and
sell people all the time, consider this a Hostile Takeover." His finger
clasp around Jax's right nipple as he squeezes it tightly, watching Jax's
reaction. "Oh, you like pain... interesting."

"Look, you've had your fun, I love Brender," he replies, only to have Sonny
twist his nipple hard, causing him to yelp.

"No, you wanted to love Brenda, as did I. You wanted to deny who you are.
What better way than to have a beautiful woman on your arm. I felt the
passion between us ever since our first meeting. You can't hate someone
without loving them deep down at least at some point in your life. You want
me, Jasper, as much as I desire to have you. Only, you have some control
issues that must be dealt with." His hand moves to Jax's buttocks as he
kneads and massages them. "I will see that you are broken in completely,
and you will love me for it."

Jax says nothing as Sonny begins to lightly slap his ass, enjoying how they
jiggle lightly for him. Sonny walks away and takes a collar from the wall
and clamps it around Jax's neck. "Marcus untie him," Sonny instructs. Jax
feels his hands being released and then his feet. He eyes the door, but
Sonny grins. "I wouldn't try it, you will only be brought back to me, and I
you don't want me angry." He fastens a leash to Jax's collar and pulls him
to him. "You saw how Marcus greeted me, you will show me the same respect."

Jax is unable to lower himself infront of Sonny, instead he stares at him
defiantly. "Go to hell."

"Marcus, bring me the strap." Sonny replies, undaughted by Jax's
disobedience. He takes the strap from Marcus and hands him the leash. "Hold
him in place." Sonny walks behind Jax and kicks open his legs, and rubs the
strap over his penis and balls. "You will stay in position or I will retie
you." Bringing the strap back, he slaps Jax's creamy white ass in the
center with a firm smack. Jax grunts through his gritted teeth, but remains
still. Sonny brings the strap down again, this time hitting the lower part
of his ass. "You will give yourself to me, Jax. You will humbly offer
yourself to me to use as I desire." The strap falls again and again as
Jax's ass begins to glow with wide red stripes. "You want to give in, but
your pride is costing you, and I will take the price out of your ass." Jax
closes his eyes, hoping it will end, but Sonny is merciless as he thrashes
him again and again with the heavy leather strap. Unable to take anymore,
Jax screams out to him. "Please, Sonny, stop."

Dropping the strap, he takes the leash and harshly tugs at Jax until he
turns on his knees and faces him. Without being instructed, he bows to him
and kisses his shoes. The pain from his ass is unbearable, but nothing
compares to the throbbing of his prick. Sonny pulls on his leash and leads
him to the floor by the bed. "You will stay." He orders as he ties the
leash to a post and motions for Marcus to leave.

Sonny undresses, taking his own erection into his hand and stroking it
slowly infront of Jax, who practically drools as he eyes it. "You want
this?" Sonny croons.

Jax nods, his eyes still fixated on Sonny's long cock. Sonny positions his
prick at Jax's mouth. "Suck it." He whispers as his hands runs through
Jax's blond mane.

Jax eagerly takes the long, thick shaft into his mouth and sucks like an
infant looking for his mother's milk. His tongue strokes the tip of Sonny's
penis before taking him deep in his mouth. Sonny closes his eyes as Jax
tightens his mouth, sucking firmly on his prick. He begins to move his
hips, fucking Jax's mouth slowly as Jax bobs his head back and forth.

He grips Jax's hair, as he cums suddenly in his mouth. Jax swallows it and
licks Sonny's dick clean. Sonny moves away and smiles. "I am going for a
walk, I will probably return later, try and keep that erection."

Jax lets out a scream of frustration as the door closes behind Sonny. He
can't believe he submitted so easily, his mouth still tastes like Sonny. He
feels as if his penis will explode if it doesn't receive a release.
Realizing he has no way to please himself, he sags against the bed post,
defeated, horny, and alone.

It is not until the middle of the night when Sonny re enters the room,
having spent the better part of the evening watching Jax struggle against
his self control. Knowing he wanted to untie the leash and stroke himself,
yet realizing that Sonny would find out. It is this self control that
pleases Sonny as he approaches his new companion. His fingers teases the
head of Jax's still erect penis and smiles. "Waiting and lusting for me
kept you hard all this time, you have quite the endurance." Untying him, he
motions to the bed. "Lay down, on your back."

Jax quickly obeys and grimaces as the sheets hit his battered backside.
Sonny joins him on the bed, and strokes Jax's penis with his hand, enjoying
the soft moans that escape from Jasper's mouth. He strokes him quickly and
soon feels Jax's sperm covering his hand. He smiles. "Turn over and get on
your knees." Sonny whispers, almost gently.

Using Jax's sperm as a lube, he rubs his erection until it's slippery and
firm. Using a bit to moisten Jax's quivering asshole, he rubs the tip of
his penis against the tight hole, before entering him gently and slowly.
Jax's breathing becomes erratic as Sonny's long dick enters his tight hole.
He grips the pillow below him as Sonny finally enters him completely and
rests for a moment before sliding out and re entering him slowly. Again and
again Sonny pumps into him before working up to a semi fast pace, that has
them both grunting. Jax begins to thrust his hips back to Sonny, wanting to
take him deeper as he enjoys the sensations that topple over him.

Sonny runs his hands over Jax's chest as he fucks him hard and fast. "God,
you're so fucking tight, Jax."

"Harder, please, Harder," Jax mutters through grunts.

Sonny digs his nails into Jax's shoulders as he thrusts into him before
exploding with orgasm. He rests on top of Jax for a moment, before rolling
to his side. "How was it for you?" he pants as he tenderly strokes Jax's
cheek.

Jax smiles lovingly as they share a kiss, their tongue exploring deep into
the other's mouth. As he pulls away, Jax whispers. "So, when do I get to
make you my pet?"
 
 

Part Two - by Kena

Sonny chuckles softly. "Greedy little boy, are we?" His hand slips to cover
Jax's semi-hard cock. "Well, not that little."

Jax thrusts into Sonny's hand slightly. "Is that an answer?" Sonny just smiles.

"Not now. Rest." Jax's eyes droop a little, but he fights sleep until Sonny
kisses him lightly and Jax just curls up against the body next to him,
drifting before he has time to realize it.

A few hours later, he wakes, Sonny still asleep next to him. Smiling
slightly, Jax slides off the bed. As quietly as he can, he searches through
the dresser he saw Marcus remove the strap from. Finding what he's looking
for, he returns to the bed. Looping the restraints in his hand around the
specially-made notches in the headboard, Jax then slides them over Sonny's
wrists. Once Sonny is secured on his stomach on the bed, Jax runs his hands
over the flesh of his back, waiting for him to wake up.

Slowly, once he realizes he can't move in sleep, Sonny's eyes open.
"What...?  Jax, what are you doing?" His head turns as much as it can, to
eye the blonde sitting back on the bed. Jax just smiles, his fingers deeply
massaging the globes of Sonny's ass. "Jasper, untie me."

Jax's hands raise, and one descends sharply onto Sonny's ass. "Have I
mentioned that I hate being called Jasper?" The authoritative tone drips
from Jax easily as he continues slapping Sonny's ass, carefully overlapping
the blows. The sound of Sonny's moans stiffen Jax's cock, and he stops his
assault as abruptly as he started. Jax reaches for the strap Sonny had
earlier been wielding, and smiles. Taking a pillow, Jax forces it under
Sonny's hips, causing him to groan as it presses against his prick. Having
his new lover in a perfectly prone position, Jax slides to the head of the
bed, to Sonny. Brushing some of Sonny's hair back with a hand, Jax clasps a
few fingers under Sonny's chin and lifts his head. "Enjoying yourself?"

Sonny sneers, fighting a full-on grin. "You may be having your fun now, but
it won't last, *Jasper*"  Jax says nothing, but moves off the bed. Raising
the strap, he slaps forcefully across Sonny's vaurnable ass, watching the
skin darken. Again and again, pausing between each stroke of the leather,
Jax slaps the flesh laid out almost sacrificially. Sonny bites on the
pillow, refusing to beg or cry for Jax to stop, but finally a few tears
escape his eyes. Jax sees these, and drops the strap to the ground. He
leans over and kisses each of Sonny's ass cheeks before reaching to untie
his wrists.

"You always have to be so damned stubborn, don't you?" Truly concerned that
he had hurt Sonny, Jax raises him a little from the bed. Sonny smiles, only
a tear or two lingering, and pulls Jax's head to his, forcing his tongue
into the mouth he had been wanting to taste, and now couldn't get enough
of. Jax pushes Sonny away, and down towards his straining, hard prick.
Giving as good as he got, Sonny takes the head of Jax's cock into his
mouth, sucking firmly, before drawing his hard flesh deeper into his mouth.
Jax's hands start out stroking Sonny's dark hair, but within moments, he's
got a tighter hold on Sonny's head and is steadily fucking in and out of
his hot mouth.

Sonny's hands find their way to Jax's hips as Jax starts to cum. Sonny
holds Jax's cock in his mouth, swallowing, as the hot sperm hits the back
of his throat. Jax pulls back, the last of his cum trailing over Sonny's
cheek. With a finger, Jax wipes it up, and offers it to Sonny, who sucks on
Jax's finger like a mini cock.

"I want to fuck that ass of yours, Sonny." Jax's voice is soft, and he runs
a hand over Sonny's face lightly. Sonny turns, laying over the bed, his
legs over the edge. Picking up the tube of lubricant he took from the
drawer earlier, Jax squirts some onto the head of his still-hard prick, and
rubs it in on Sonny's asshole. Pushing slowly, Jax places his hands on
Sonny's abused backside, causing him to moan again. Sonny pushes back as
Jax's cock enters him.

"You..." Sonny's breathing is harsh, coming in pants. "Don't have to be
so... gentle, Jax."

Taking him at his word, Jax pulls back and slams into Sonny again, pumping
into his tight hole, quickly building to a frenzied pace. Burying his shaft
as deep as he can into Sonny, Jax groans loudly and cums again, spurting
his sperm deep in Sonny's body. Catching his breath, Jax pulls out, and
looks down at Sonny, who's also breathless, but unsatisfied.

Jax sits on the bed, gently forcing Sonny to the ground on his knees. "You
want to cum?" Sonny just nods, almost pleadingly. "Go ahead then."

Sonny starts to protest, then stops and, his eyes locked on Jax's, takes
his cock into his hand, stroking it. Jax watches for a moment before
sliding onto the floor with Sonny. Kissing Sonny, their tongues dueling,
Jax runs his fingertips over the head of Sonny's cock, while Sonny works
the shaft. They both feel their hands covered in Sonny's hot sperm, as it
also hits Jax's chest. Leaning a little, Sonny licks up the mess of his cum.

Kissing him again, Jax stands, and pulls Sonny onto the bed. "You know,"
Jax begins, stealing another kiss. "I think I'm starting to enjoy this
relationship."

Sonny grins. "Me too, Jasper."