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Things were nearing completion at the hut, which was amazing, really, considering how much they'd needed to do. They'd accomplished so much, and the hut looked so different now.

Standing in the nursery, Logan looked down at the floor, scuffing his foot against it, and frowning. Glancing over at Jack, he wet his lips before speaking.

"It should be soft. You're supposed to do that for babies, you know? You make everything soft. Do you think we could make a rug somehow? Or play mats, or... Fuck, I dunno," he sighed, trailing off. "What about, like, leather? My dad had that once on his walls. It was soft. They make it for flooring too. What if we did that?" he asked, not really sure how one would go about making a leather floor.

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"That's part of it," Jack purred. "Because I thought you were gorgeous. And you needed help. I like to fix things."

He kissed Logan again slowly.

"But then I just wanted to watch your mouth."

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"You were so broken that day," Logan murmured. "I felt so bad for you. You were good looking, and if I'd been single, I wouldn't have said no, but- I kept looking at that bruise..."

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"Shh, I don't want to think about that," he replied, lifting his hand to press his fingers to Logan's lips. "Tell me more about how pretty I am instead."

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"You know you're pretty, shut up," Logan snorted, slipping his arms around Jack's shoulders and kissing him again.

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It was good and Jack thought he could happily kiss Logan all night but it wasn't getting him any closer to admitting he was Jack's bitch.

He kept kissing Logan but moved him over to where the ropes dangled down. He reached blindly for one end to wrap it around Logan's wrist slowly.

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"Gonna string me up? You really like these beams, huh? I always liked it simple. You, tied to the bed. You, tied to the table... We should so do that again," Logan said with a smirk.

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"Tied to the chair," he agreed. "But I like you stretched out. I like your arms over your head so you can't touch me. You pinch and scratch. You're like the worst kitten ever," Jack teased as he secured Logan's wrists.

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"I'm not a kitten," Logan shot back, scowling a little and glaring. "I'm a fucking lion, man. You don't even know."

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Jack jerked the rope until it was taut and Logan's arms were stretched above his head.

Then he smiled.

"You're not a lion. You're. My. Bitch. And the sooner you admit it the better off you'll be," Jack said, his voice soft and dangerous.

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"I'm not your bitch. I've never been your bitch. I'll never be your bitch, Captain," Logan purred, arching his back and wetting his lips.

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"You're a liar," he said simply, then moved so he could begin to spank Logan. All the things he had available and Jack liked to use his hand more than anything. It was...intimate. And he loved the way Logan's body felt- that was something he couldn't feel if he used a paddle.

"You're my bitch. Always have been. Always will be," he said, punctuating the statements with sharp smacks.

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"Fuck off," Logan gasped, trying to twist away from Jack and tugging on his bonds. "If anyone's the bitch here, it's you."

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"I'm not the one tied up with his ass stinging," Jack said. He smacked Logan again and then grabbed the globe of his ass to rub the pain away a little.

"You'd just love it if I was your bitch, wouldn't you? If I begged for your cock the way you do?" he taunted, just trying to get Logan's temper up.

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"You love my cock," Logan hissed. "You love me. I bet you wish you were the one strung up. You want to trade, Captain? Surrender, and I'll beat your ass so hard you feel it for months. I promise. I'll hurt you, baby- and then I'll fuck you until you can't walk straight."

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"God, I love your mouth," he said, grabbing Logan by the hair to hold him in place so he could give him a savage kiss. His free hand roamed Logan's body, teasing his nipples and cock and then roughly sliding over the rosy skin of his ass.

"But no...I want you strung up. I want you hurting."

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Logan protested against Jack's lips, and then growled.

"Fine," he snarled softly.

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Jack smacked his ass one more time and then let go and stepped back. He looked Logan over, trying to decide where to begin.

"You could just admit you're my bitch and spare yourself," he said. He didn't expect for one second that Logan would actually fold now, but he thought he needed to offer it...even as he picked up a wide strap of thick leather he'd worked until it was supple.

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"Please," Logan snorted. "Like I'll ever cave to you."

He wet his lips and tried to stand tall, rather than simply dangle.

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Jack shook his head and circled Logan until he was behind him, then he pulled the leather strap around his eyes. In the house all the blindfolds were fabric but this one felt different. It was more solid. More there.

Suddenly it didn't seem like one of their ordinary games. Jack only took Logan's sight when he wanted to throw the young man off. When he wanted to make him unsure of what might happen. It drew the tension out and ignited a spark of fear.

It was an interrogation technique, this blindfold. It was a sign that Jack would make him say it whether he wanted to or not.

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Logan tensed and swallowed hard, wetting his lips and listening carefully for the other man's movements.

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"Are you afraid?" he asked in that soft, dangerous tone he knew went straight to Logan's cock. He didn't touch him at all, simply kept circling.

"You know how I know you're my bitch? Because you let me tie you up. Because you love these games. Because you've told me your dreams and I know what a filthy mind you have. I know the dangerous games you like to play."

He stepped up and grabbed Logan's jaw.

"I know the parts of me you like to see. The parts you try to provoke."

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Logan went quiet, hating that Jack was right- and suddenly hating this game.

He swallowed hard again, and ducked his head, his skin flushed and his mouth set in a hard line.

"I don't want to do this anymore," he said simply.

He provoked this. He liked this. His games. His dreams. Jack was right, it was all him, and he was fucked up.

"I'm your bitch, I'm whatever, untie me."

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"It doesn't count if you just say it so I'll let you go," Jack replied. "You have to mean it."

He started pawing at Logan, treating him like a toy. He pulled and pushed and made the ropes squeak and groan as he moved Logan around.

"...And I can tell you don't mean it."

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"I don't want to do this anymore, Jack. I don't want you to feel like you need to do this," Logan replied softly.

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That did make him pause, but only for a moment. Then he smirked to himself, took Logan in hand and began to stroke him slowly.

"But you made the bet, Logan. And you know how I hate to lose a bet."