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There was no one on the second floor, most likely due to the early hour. Mickey stopped next to a closed door and knocked. Five seconds later, the door opened, and they stepped into a small room. Two couches faced each other with no table between them. New York City was a canopy of glittering skyscrapers. Tobias sat on the couch facing the entrance with Oscar standing close by, both looking suspiciously at the new arrivals. At least Tobias’s bodyguard, Dima, wasn’t there.
Mickey said, “Tobias, Oscar, this is Jay.”
Tobias gave Jay a once-over, not looking impressed. “I’m assuming this is your first time here.” His eyes flicked at Chris. “And I see you have a toy.”
“I guess you can call him that.”
Oscar took a step forward. “And who is this masked creature?”
Chris’s body tensed, his fists clenched.
“Can’t you tell?” Mickey went to make himself a drink.
Oscar frowned and came to stand in front of Chris, peering at him closely. “Lovely blue eyes. Hmm, should I know him?”
“You’ve been fantasizing about him for months,” Mickey said.
Oscar squinted and moved his face even closer, the alcohol strong on his breath. “Is this…? Could it be?No!”
“Enough with this game. Who is he?” Tobias sounded both irritated and curious.
Oscar raised his hands toward the mask. “May I?”
“Knock yourself out.” Jay went to sit down.
Oscar began to unfasten the mask, the excitement on his face resembling a kid unwrapping a Christmas present. Chris held his breath, knowing he was crossing the point of no return. Cool air licked his face with the removal of the mask. Oscar gawked at him.
“Oh my. I did not see this one coming.” Tobias chuckled. “Mr. Roberts, I feel there’s a story behind why you’re standing here dressed like a cheap slut.”
Jay cleared his throat. “My sluts ain’t cheap.”
“I thought about you as a toy many times,” Oscar said breathlessly, “but nothing was ever as hot as this.” He ran his fingers on the front of the skirt, brushing Chris’s cock through the fabric. When it came to toys, nothing was inappropriate.
“Last time we met, you vowed never to set foot in this place again,” Tobias said. “You were very rude.”
Chris focused on the flow of air in and out of his lungs, otherwise, he was bound to explode. Tobias undoubtedly remembered the circumstances that had led to Chris saying those things.
“I don’t think he’s going to be rude again.” Oscar openly rubbed his palm against Chris’s covered crotch. “If he is, his owner won’t like that.” He looked down at Jay. “You know how to discipline your flock. I can tell.”
Jay shrugged. “You can say I run a tight ship.”
“And how exactly have you gotten this one on board your ship?” Tobias asked.
“Does it matter?”
“Oh, you have to tell us!” Oscar’s fingers were on Chris’s stomach, circling his belly button.
Jay crossed his legs, and Chris picked up on his nervousness. They hadn’t prepared enough to withstand an interrogation thanks to Mickey being an impatient pusher.
“He was a client,” Jay finally said. “I liked his looks and thought he could make good money. He was obviously not going to agree willingly, so I dug around and found out he’s a respectable family man. Those have the most to lose.”
“Did you catch him on tape?” Oscar sounded delighted.
“Yep.”
“Ooh, he must have been furious.”
“He was, but ever since then, he’s been mine.”
