Chapter 3

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Kell let loose a stream of warm piss that splattered against Matthew’s torso. As he writhed and twisted to get out of its way, small drops splashed into his mouth and he was forced to press his lips together.

“Disgusting!” he snapped as the stream dwindled to a trickle. “You fucking pig!”

Kell shook the last few drops from the head of his cock then leant down and gave Matthew a backhander.

“You’re a guest of the Master. Behave accordingly.”

Matthew couldn’t understand what he’d done to warrant such violence. His cheek smarted and his tongue detected the faint taste of blood in his mouth. A dark look descended upon his face, though he daren’t speak another word. Never before had anyone struck him and he was reluctant to risk a second assault.

“I’ve come to escort you to the bathroom. You’ll need to be cleaned up before the Master meets you.”