Aftercare

Alex had a bottle of smelly salt on hand. She wasn't only prepared for this outcome, she planned it. Most of her subs wanted to be awake and aware of the whole duration of plays, but Seth was different. Almost from the beginning, he didn't mind Alex making him faint.

As her chances for this fun were scarce, she played this card with Seth pretty often. Besides the obvious breath control and choking techniques, she had a number of ways to get this thrill. Seth agreed to each and every one of them, because he felt safe with Alex beyond any doubt. 

Right after her best good boy regained consciousness, she broke the suspension and lowered him to the ground. As soon as his head got levelled with the rest of his body, Seth's face reverted to its usual colour. Awareness soon shone in his eyes, as Alex laid down next to him, covering his bare skin with hers.

He was still in bondage all over, but he managed to lift his head and look at his juices dripping on his stomach. Following his line of sight, Alex reached out and started to play with the sticky liquid with the tip of her fingers. 

"I don't remember giving you permission to make this mess," she whispered to his ear, " but I might forgive you. Give me a good reason."

"I don't remember making this mess. Passing out makes my memories hazy." Explained Seth with an apologetic look and a badly hid smirk in the corner of his mouth.

"A horny dog blaming his master, it won't do. I need to up your training regimen." Laughed Alex.

Though the play was over, it wasn't advised to detangle the ropes too soon. The constricted skin and blood vessels needed time to readjust, especially after this kind of suspension. Alex started undoing the knots from the ankles up.

The playground was set to keep an unusually warm temperature due to the players' lack of clothes. Getting out of the restraints still gave Seth shivers and goosebumps. That signalled Alex to slow down even more. She got up to get a blanket. 

Seth didn't miss the chance to turn on his other side, and watch his Lady's round ass. As a drop of sweat trickled down on her spine, getting closer and closer to the blissful gorge between the cheeks, Seth thought he'd gladly suffocate for good if he could bury his face there.

His thoughts were betrayed by his lustful body. When Alex got back with the blanket, she found him sporting a semi already. 

"I'm glad your short nap had an adverse effect only on your brain. Apparently, your heart is fine." She said with a hint of disdain.

Without minding his arousal or messy state, she covered Seth, then continued her work on the knots. She stopped frequently and cared for his needs in other ways. Offered a drink, got a pillow under his head, checked on the already freed parts for coldness or sign of clotting. Seth was in perfect health and the realistic risk for clotting after such a short play was nil, she did it anyway. If, by some freak misfortune a clot did form, noticing it in time was important. 

It took almost half an hour to completely get rid of the rope and put it back to its place. Seth fully recovered during this time. Alex refrained from teasing him further, so his naughty parts got settled too. 

She was about to put on a bathrobe from one of the cabinets, when Seth called out for her.

"Master, can we shower together?" He asked, rising to his feet.

"Not today, Seth. I'm kind of worried about Mikey. You helped a lot, but I want to check in on him. I'm afraid your aftercare ends here." She rejected the request gently, but firmly. After a short pause, she tied the front of the robe, and walked up to Seth.

"You did really well today. Both with controlling your anger, and recognising your packmate's need for support. These are improvements, Seth, important ones. Remember, you are not here only to play. Try to see that this behaviour was beyond you last year. Be proud and reward yourself for once. You deserve it." 

With her last words, she raised her heels and kissed Seth on the forehead. Then picked up her dress from the floor, and left the room.

< Like I give a shit about any of that. If you wouldn't care for him, I would have left him rotting in his blood. I just don't want to see you sad. > Thought Seth, dropping the blanket. 

His good mood almost turned sour with jealousy. Mikey was here sooner than him, but he was gay, he wasn't interested in Alex sexually. However, he had a special place in her heart, and that triggered Seth's possessive patterns sometimes. In his head, he understood that he - or any man alive for that matter - could never own Alex.

Regardless, his emotions were not as easy to control as his behaviour. He knew that the only way to her affection was to share her with others, to play by her rules. He was more than willing to do that. Yet, Seth never really gave up on being Alex's only one, submissive or otherwise.

And then there was Larry. 

The outsider, a nobody, who dared to stand next to Alex in front of him. The insensitive bastard, who avoided her touch, something he would literally kill for. Seth couldn't fathom why Alex let fucker leave without making him bleed. 

< She promised me the chance to punish him. She always keeps her word. I just need to wait. >

The thought of sweet revenge brought an ugly sneer to his handsome face. Now that he found a channel for his malicious impulses, vigour returned to his body. He picked up the blanket, wiped the already dried semen from his abs with it, then threw it to the side. 

Naked as he was, Seth headed to his room. He jerked off again in the shower for good measure, then laid down on his bed, fantasising about Larry's inevitable demise.