My breath stuttered out of my gaping mouth. Another smack of flesh on flesh from the room behind me. Another echoing moan.

"Oh God." A pulsing ache of need was gathering inside me.

My eyes flitted around the room from the large dresser on the wall, to the whips and floggers hanging on the opposite wall, to the large four poster bed dominating the center of the room. A large padded cross took up occupancy in the corner, some sort of padded bench in the other corner.

The light left the room dark enough fo the red and black scheme of everything to seem almost menacing. And yet, highly erotic.

My cock pushed against my pants. I stood rooted to the spot, breathing hard, skin flushed and heart pounding to the rhythm of the bed in the other room banging against the wall.

"Fucking hell!" Sounded from the other room, followed by a low, drawn out moan.

I gulped. Some shuffling could be heard, before silence. My pants stuttered in the silence.

I had worked myself to the ability to move when I heard the secret door behind me whoosh open, then closed. I spun around, panic tapping a tune all over my body.

Maddox stood Stone faced in front of the door. Arms crossed in front of his magnificent chest, I gulped for a whole different reason as my cock, and pulse, once again leaped.

The shock on Austin's face was priceless. I had known he was in the secret room when I had glimpsed the book that's cited as the lever placed upside down.

Riccardo had always been a good fuck, but the thought that Austin was inside my playroom...that was almost to much for my cock to bear. So, I had decide, what would be the harm in putting on a little show for Austin?

I chuckled silently. By the looks of it, he was struggling to not shoot his load. It was clear Austin had also taken an account of the room, and that caused a trail of scorching desire to travel down to my groin. I wasn't a young man anymore, being in my early thirties, but my cock valiantly attempted to rise.

Breaking our shared gaze, I casually began to stroll around the familiar room. It had been awhile since it had seen some use, but I'd never let it fall into disrepair. Not a speck of dust could be seen. I only trusted two staff members' entry to my sanctuary, and they made sure that trust was not misplaced.

I could feel the heated gaze of Austin's, following me as I paced sedately. Running a hand against the leather straps of my favourite flogger hanging from the wall, I kept my voice steady, almost disinterested if not for the promise behind my words.

"I don't believe you had permission to be wandering the gardens the other day, pet." I opened a drawer and pulled out a remote controlled plug, examining it in Austin's view.

I heard Austin's gulp and hid a smile. Placing the plug back inside the velvet lined drawer with care, I closed it. I heated back towards the wall lined with canes, whips, and other impact toys.

Picking up the flogger I had previously been fiddling with, I approached Austin. His eyes widened and one foot took a step back in panic. A shiver raced through him, causing his cock to clearly jerk inside his pants.

As I paced closer, Austin paced backward, matching my steps until his back hit a clear space of wall. His Adam apple bobbed and now that I was closer, I could see his flesh lined with goosebumps.

I trailed the dark leather across the uncovered skin of his arm. Up one side, down the other.

It would be hard to miss the ever hardening bulge in Austin's tight fitting jeans, or the way his eyes were clouded with want. No, not want. Need.

I stepped back, the flogger caressing his chin before I went to put it back.

A needy noise escaped Austin as I started for the door. I glanced over my shoulder at him, and he clapped a hand over his throat. That didn't change how strained his pants looked.

I caught his lust clouded eyes. "My office. 30 minutes."

I pushed on the door, and stepped out.