Serious Collared Hearts pimping

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The mural had expanded into its third panel. Anthony painted like a man possessed and acted as if he were trying to have it done by Labor Day. Now that he was onto his favorite subject, Josh, he made every brushstroke count. The tension in Josh’s shoulders, the curve of his ass, the despair in the angle of his neck all cried out to the viewer. Every model Anthony had had in during the last month had commented on the slight figure in the middle of the auction canvas.

Josh, on a rare night off, had come over with the usual take-out, pizza this time. Anthony showered before dinner and came back to find Josh sitting naked on his floor, looking a little bashful.

Josh looked away from the mural and smiled. “Hi, babe.”

Anthony stripped out of his sweat-pants and joined him. “Is it a naked party on my floor tonight?”

Josh bit his lip and opened the pizza. “Yeah, maybe. Might be more.”

Anthony took a slice and just looked Josh over. He could tell exactly what his lover wanted. “Where’s the collar?”

“Counter.” Josh gestured to where he’d laid out the collar, manacles, a drawing pad and pencil and the digital camera.

They ate the pizza in silence, looking over the mural. Three completed men, Josh’s half painted figure and the pencilled outline of the man beside him, and five more men covered the canvas flats. “You like it?” Anthony asked, trying not to hold his breath.

“Love it,” Josh said. “It’s going to draw them in like flies to a sugar bowl.” He looked over the finished figures. “You look so sad, so brokenhearted. You loved your master, but he didn’t return it. The blond, he looks bored. Here we go again. He’s hot, babe. The pretty middle eastern boy next to me, what a flirt. You can see it in the tilt of his head, his saucy eyes. He’s trying to seduce the owner he wants into buying him. Sweet little slut. And me. I’m so ashamed to be there, I can’t even face the buyers. But that puts my ass on display, which is going to get a better price anyway.” He leaned over and kissed Anthony. “Make me look that fuckable tonight. Then do it.”

Anthony smiled, pleased that Josh was getting out of the mural all he’d tried to put into it. “That was exactly what I had in mind.” He rose to get the collar.

Josh cleared away the pizza box and paper plates and then knelt at his feet. He smiled as Anthony put the collar around his neck, but shuddered a little when it snapped closed. He kissed Anthony’s hands as they passed his face.

“Such a pretty boy. The little Egyptian slut has nothing on you.”

“I have a good master,” Josh whispered.

Anthony smiled at that. “Then show your master just how much you love him.” He moved to lean against the counter, making Josh crawl a few feet to follow him. He loved watching Josh crawl.


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