Chapter 14
Gibbs woke from his light doze feeling Tony stir in his arms. He automatically tightened his hold around the man when he realized Tony was still asleep, but trying to turn himself over on his side. Figuring he was likely sore and uncomfortable after his punishment, Gibbs slipped out from under Tony and helped him lay the full length of the couch on his side. He then laid the afghan over Tony and headed for the kitchen to make some fresh coffee.
Coming from the kitchen, cup in hand, Gibbs heard Tony mumbling in his sleep. Sitting in the recliner next to the couch, Gibbs continued to watch over the young man as he slept. He became concerned when Tony’s mumbling grew louder and more frantic.
“Stop, don’t go in there. Please, don’t do this,” Tony cried out in his sleep, his body rocking back and forth on the couch. “Sorry… didn’t know. Wasn’t my fault.”
Gibbs sat on the edge of the couch. “Wake up, DiNozzo, it’s just a dream.” Gibbs gently shook Tony’s shoulder, his voice quiet and calm. “Come on Tony, open those eyes.”
“No,” Tony yelled and jerked awake. Trying to sit up, he gripped Gibbs’ arms, his breathing fast and heavy. Tony’s eyes darted around the room frantically before he seemed to realize where he was. His upper body sagged against Gibbs in relief as he fought to control his breathing. Gibbs’ arms slipped around Tony and pulled him close.
“You’re okay, Tony, it was just a dream,” Gibbs whispered in Tony’s ear as he felt the man’s breathing begin to slow. “Are you okay now?”
Tony nodded his head against Gibbs’ shoulder and then pushed
away, embarrassed by his display of emotions; after all, it was only a dream. He started to turn onto his back when he felt a sharp stab of pain. Tony let out a yelp and flipped back over on his side, panting as he waited out the pain. God, that hurt! How could he have forgotten what Gibbs had forced himself upon him only hours earlier.
“Just relax, DiNozzo.” Gibbs gripped Tony’s shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I’ll get you some coffee.”
“How long did I sleep?” Tony asked as Gibbs walked into the kitchen.
“A couple of hours,” Gibbs called back. “You were pretty exhausted.” He handed Tony his coffee and then sat on the edge of the couch.
“Yeah, getting sexually assaulted and beaten does that to me,” Tony snapped sarcastically and then yelped again when Gibbs pulled the afghan back so he could slap his bare ass with his hand.
“Did you enjoy that punishment or are you just that stupid?” Gibbs growled menacingly. “The shackles are still attached to the table if you want to go another round.”
Tony’s eyes grew wide in fear for a moment before he dropped his head to look at his coffee cup. He shook his head.
“I thought not,” Gibbs smirked. “Now finish your coffee and I’ll make us something to eat.”
Gibbs left Tony alone for the rest of the day, giving him a chance to think about what happened. He hoped that Tony had learned his lesson and that he would no longer resist, because the punishment would only get worse from here on in.
***NCIS***
Tony awoke early and rolled out of bed. He quietly stepped out of his room, praying Gibbs would either still be asleep or be fully dressed. Hearing movement from the kitchen, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before continuing on to the table.
Gibbs stepped out of the kitchen, a cup of coffee in hand and stopped. “You’re up early, couldn’t sleep?” Gibbs asked as he headed for the table again.
“No, I slept fine, just thought I’d get up and make the coffee. I didn’t think you would be up yet.” Tony tried to hide his relief at seeing Gibbs in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. “You want some breakfast?” It had been over two days since the incident in the kitchen and Gibbs hadn’t laid a hand on Tony. Gibbs was wearing clothes again and sharing the chores. Tony knew better, but he couldn’t help but relax a little every time he saw Gibbs clothed. At least he knew he wouldn’t be bothered that day.
“Sure, you cookin’?” Gibbs smiled as Tony walked past. He had seen the quick flash of relief that crossed Tony’s face when he had come out of the kitchen.
“Yeah, how’s French toast sound?” Tony called from the kitchen.
“Sounds good to me.” Gibbs sipped his coffee and listened to Tony banging pots and pans around. “Need any help?”
“No, I’m good,” Tony pulled the eggs and milk out of the refrigerator and laid them on the counter as he quickly got to work.
The breakfast was delicious and the two men enjoyed a pleasant conversation involving first sports, then they compared some of their craziest cases. Tony couldn’t help but interject several movie references into their conversation. Soon the meal was complete and Tony quickly cleaned up the kitchen. Finishing his chores, he headed towards the bathroom to take a quick shower.
Gibbs watched Tony over the edge of his book as he walked towards the bathroom. He hid a smirk at the wary glance Tony shot his way as he walked by. He waited for the door to close before he put his book down and stood up.
***NCIS***
Tony stood in front of the mirror and briskly rubbed his hair then wrapped the towel around his waist. Making quick work of shaving and brushing his teeth, Tony then styled his hair as best he could with the limited amount of hair products he had at hand. Figuring it was good as he was going to get, Tony headed for the door, stopping as his hand reached for the knob. He could hear Gibbs’ voice in his mind; Slaves don't wear clothes during their training. Looking down at the towel still wrapped around his waist, Tony quickly pulled it off and laid it on the counter. The last thing he needed was to give Gibbs another excuse to put him through a punishment; especially with thing going as well as they had been the last few days.
Tony opened the door and stepped out into the hall, and found himself suddenly shoved up against the wall, his hands held above his head with a now naked Leroy Jethro Gibbs pressed up against him. Tony’s mouth was taken in a brutal, demanding kiss as a very hard erection was ground against his groin.
Tony began to clamp his mouth closed against the kiss, but Gibbs was having none of it. Tony felt Gibbs’ tongue enter his mouth and begin to explore each and every tooth in his head, at least that’s how it felt. Then the tongue was gone and the mouth began to travel, down his neck, over to the curve of his shoulder. Even though he didn't want to give in, his body responded. His knees were going weak and he was afraid he might groan or give himself away at any moment.
Tony felt one of his hands being brought down and drawn towards Gibbs. Knowing what was coming next, Tony began to pull back. Gibbs jerked the hand back towards him and growled in Tony’s ear, “Don’t.”
Tony tried to relax and allow Gibbs to guide him where he wanted him, but when he felt his hand being placed under Gibbs’ balls he automatically jerked back. Gibbs mouth stopped travelling and another low growl could be heard deep in his throat. Tony found those steel blue eyes glaring into his own as his hand was once again directed towards Gibbs’ groin.
Gibbs cupped Tony’s hand around his scrotum again and guided him to squeeze, his steely glare never wavering from Tony’s eyes.
Tony swallowed hard, his eyes glancing down before return to those blue eyes that bore into him. “I-I-I don’t know what you want me to do,” Tony spoke softly, so unsure of himself.
“I’m the master, you’re the slave,” Gibbs answered as his hips began to rock back and forth. “Your job is to pleasure me. So get me off, DiNozzo, make me cum.”
“I’m not sure I know how,” Tony’s averted his eyes from that blue eyed glare.
“Come on, DiNozzo, you never have one of your many female bed partners play with your balls before?” Gibbs eyes seemed to get an amused glint in them. “You know what you like, what gets you off, just do the same thing to me.”
“I-I don’t think I can,” Tony whispered.
“Yes you can, Tony,” Gibbs whispered back in Tony’s ear as his mouth began to roam again. “You’re a very strong and capable man who knows what he likes.” Gibbs again rocked his hips causing his balls to roll in Tony’s open palm. “Use what you know to please your master.”
Tony took a quick deep breath when Gibbs nipped his earlobe. He then began rolling Gibbs balls in his hand, pulling and massaging as his ministrations increased. Gibbs moaned against Tony’s neck, spurring the man on.
Gibbs released Tony’s other hand from above his head and reached behind Tony, squeezing his ass as his hips began to rock harder. Tony took advantage of his now free hand to grasp the fully erect cock and began a slow, steady stroke back and forth.
Gibbs felt that familiar tingle in the base of his spine as his orgasm began to build. The combination of Tony jerking him off with one hand while rolling and pulling his balls with the other was quickly pushing him over the edge.
Gibbs grasped Tony’s semi-erect cock and started his own slow stroking, feeling Tony harden in his hand. “That’s good, Tony, real good.” Gibbs panted in Tony’s ear. “You’ve done it, oh God, I’m going cum.” Gibbs head fell back as he shouted out his orgasm.
Tony felt the warm spurt of semen as it covered his hand and stomach and then felt Gibbs slump against him, pushing him into the wall. Tony was still rock hard as he hadn’t gotten off yet. He stayed perfectly still while Gibbs recovered, hoping Gibbs would finish what he started. It disgusted him how much he wanted, no, needed Gibbs to bring him to completion.
Gibbs rested his head against Tony’s shoulder as he caught his breath. Tony had released him as soon as his orgasm hit and now had his hands flush against the wall. Gibbs reached out and grasped Tony’s hands and pulled them above his head. “I want you to clasp your hand behind you’re head and leave them there,” Gibbs spoke directly in Tony’s ear causing him to shiver. “Do not move them, you got that?” Gibbs turned and walked down the hall leaving Tony hard, leaking, and plastered up against the wall.
Tony closed his eyes and dropped his head back, wanting nothing more than to grab his cock and bring himself to completion, but he knew he would be punished if he did and he wasn’t sure it was worth the risk.
Tony heard the door at the end of the hall open and then close moments later. Tony’s erection had finally started to deflate taking some of the pressure off, when he felt Gibbs hand wrap around him and begin a slow stimulation that drove Tony crazy. When he was once again rock hard and ready to explode, Tony suddenly felt something clamped around the base of his cock. This not only stopped him from cumming but kept him from softening.
“What the…” Tony’s eyes shot open and he looked down at the cock ring surrounding the base of his penis. “What the hell is that for?”
“Two reasons,” Gibbs stated as he leaned up against the opposite wall. His arms crossed over his chest. “The first reason is punishment.”
“But I did what you told me to,” Tony cut in.
“After you resisted, not just once but twice,” Gibbs snapped back. “You have got to break yourself of that habit; it will only cause you problems. The second reason is for you to build some stamina.”
“Stamina, for what?” Tony asked. He was angry at Gibbs’ for this unfair punishment and wanted some answers.
“You’re going to have to learn to hold your orgasm,” Gibbs began to explain, seeing the confusion on Tony’s face. “You may, and probably will, get an owner who is going to demand that you don’t come without permission.”
“What!”
“You’re a slave, Tony; they will own your body. They can say when and if you cum.” Gibbs tried to remain calm, but his frustration was building. “This will help you build the stamina you need to not cum if you’re not given permission.”
“You can’t be serious.” Tony was shocked.
“Oh I’m totally serious,” Gibbs stated matter-of-factly. “You’ll wear that thing until after lunch.”
“I will not,” Tony shouted.
“Okay,” Gibbs responded calmly. “You’ll wear it until after dinner.”
“What?” Tony yelled as Gibbs walked away. “Like hell I will.”
“Now you’ll wear it until bedtime,” Gibbs snapped as he whipped around to face Tony. “You want to sleep in the damn thing, just keep the attitude up.”
Tony opened his mouth to respond and then snapped it shut, his eyes filled with anger and frustration. Whirling around, he headed for his room. Grabbing the door to slam it, Tony heard Gibbs shout from the other room.
“You will not touch that cock ring or yourself, understand me? If I find out you have removed the ring and gotten yourself off, well let’s just say you do not want to know what punishment I have in mind if you do.”
Tony closed the door thinking that Gibbs would never know if he did remove it. He could remove the ring, jack off, then after a few minutes make himself hard again and replace the cock ring. This way he would get the relief he so desperately needed at this moment and still appear to have followed Gibbs orders. After all, he had always had a quick recovery time, now would be no different. Tony sat on the edge of the bed, laughing to himself over the idea of getting one over on Gibbs when the door suddenly swung open.
“And yes, DiNozzo, I will know if you remove it and jack off. So if you want to risk it, go right ahead.” Gibbs shut the door behind him, laughing at the look of total shock that had crossed Tony face when he threw open the door.
Tony stared at the door as it closed in total shock. How did he do that? How did Gibbs know what he was planning? Tony knew then he would never be able to get away with anything. Well, if he wasn’t depressed before, he sure as hell was now.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Tony continues to push and faces more punishment