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. This is Jack Archer.He works atmy firm. Jack exclaimed over both of them, insisting upon their beautyin such an extreme way that Ellis had to think he was sucking up tothe master.Jack was young, perhaps only three years out of slaveryhimself.He had long, dark brown hair tied back, and strange, light,colourless eyes. Is this him? Jack asked, indicating Ellis. Yes.He s perfectly trained, compliant, obedient, andgenuinely enjoys pleasing.He s also a sexual switch, which is whyI thought you might be interested. Ellis wasn t exactly sure what William meant by switch. Wasit because he liked to both fuck and get fucked? It almost seemed like there was something more to it, but before Ellis could work itout, Jack was touching his cheek. What s his specialisation? Jack asked in a quiet voice, fingersexploring Ellis s chest, shoulder, and even his arm. Prosecution. Hmm. Addressing Ellis, he said, My formal training is inprosecution, though I switched to defence last year.A little early tobe changing sides, but my heart wasn t in it anymore.It s more funto win when you re on the defence. Ellis was glad he didn t seem to be expected to answer.Hethought that was stupid.Jack seemed like a nice young man; in afew years he d regret his decision, Ellis was sure.Winning for thedefence might be more lucrative, but it didn t have the samesatisfaction that Ellis imagined William felt when he won. Can I touch him? Jack asked William, who nodded.Harte wrapped his arms around William, almost like hecouldn t watch.Jack stepped right up to Ellis so their bodies were touchingalong the front.He smelled a little flowery, though it wasn t verystrong. You re very beautiful, he whispered to Ellis, running hishands down Ellis s back. Thank you, Sir, Ellis said.He didn t really know what to dowith himself.The master had said he d be touched, but he wasn tsure if he was supposed to act like he liked it, or initiate more, orjust be completely passive.Opting for the last, Ellis was still as Jack s hand cupped his ass,squeezing a little. I bet you fuck like a whore, don t you? I bet you beg.Williamseems like the type to make a slut like you cry with need. Ellis shifted a little when Jack s hand slipped into the back ofhis panties, fingers worming into his crack.Jack s dirty talk wasdifferent than Alastair s or even William s, and Ellis didn t like it. Are you always so quiet? Jack asked.He ruthlessly drovetwo fingers into Ellis s hole, eliciting a whimper. There we go.Knew I could make you squeak.Is it because William makes youwear a gag? Or does he hurt you when you re noisy? Shaking his head, Ellis wondered if maybe Jack didn t have athing for William since he enjoyed talking about him so much. Tighten up around my fingers, Jack instructed.Ellis clenched, red with humiliation.He knew William waswatching and he felt dirty. Nice and tight.Could be tighter, I suppose, but you re notexactly new, are you? Ever taken two cocks at once? No, Sir, Ellis said, aghast.Jack made a humming noise and pulled his fingers from Ellis,who cringed but didn t otherwise react.But when Jack raised his fingers to Ellis s mouth and said, Clean them, Ellis gasped.Maybe it wasn t that different fromsome of the things he d done like rimming Harte with his fingersinside him at the same time, sometimes licking his fingers but itjust seemed so& callous.Luckily, William thought so, too.He grabbed Jack s wrist justbefore the fingers touched Ellis s mouth. Go wash it yourself, William snapped, practically throwing Jack s hand away.Raising an eyebrow, Jack nodded.With his clean hand, hewithdrew a card and pressed it into William s closed fist. I m definitely making a claim, he said, and with a last, hardsmile at Ellis, Jack disappeared into the crowd. Master, no, Harte implored, his arms coming around Ellis s waist, head resting on his chest.William sighed and wrote something on that card, as well.Elliswondered what he wrote.Doesn t believe in lubricant or hygiene? Did he hurt you? William asked, running his fingers throughEllis hair. No, Sir.But I didn t like him very much. Ellis wasn t sure ifhis opinion really mattered, but he was shaken enough to voice it. I understand.Harte, why don t you make Ellis feel better? Harte grinned and tossed his hair back, transforming into puresex before their eyes. I d be happy to, Master
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