Chapter 145: Good News

Chapter 145: Good News
Chapter 145: Good News 

Nelson

As expected, the spanking was painful but it was a walk in the park compared to the rest of the day. As soon as he was finished with the paddle, my master put the dick cage on and then gently massaged my ass with the soothing cream. Much more teasingly than was necessary. I am not sure he needed to spend five minutes rimming me for instance, in any case, I ended up with a vibrating eff in my ass that he keeps activating all day long.

True to his promise, he found me some dull work to do, mostly photocopies or getting him coffee when he wasn't fucking me against his desk or making me blow him. The first time, I mentioned I could infect him and he shoved himself completely into my mouth, holding my head against his pubis.

“I want to be very clear on one thing, baby.” He said while I gagged.

“I don't want to hear about this anymore and I will shut you up exactly like I am doing every time you mention it again.”

Needless to say that specific subject wasn't brought more than once. Each time we had sex, I wasn't really able to focus on anything else than my díck desperately trying to swell inside it cage and I didn't complain or safeword because I fully deserve this. The good part is that it prevented me to brood too much on my guilt and for some reason, the chastity device didn't remind me of my time with the bad guy. We ended up getting home quite late after he had taken me on almost every piece of furniture in his office. He stopped teasing me when we arrive in the house but didn't let me cum that night. 

The next day was painful in a different way. Faya dropped me off at Liam's place since he was working from home today. To say my friend was pissed was an understatement and he lectured me for a very long time, explaining to me how I should have called him or Callan if I was too afraid to talk to my master about it. Then he made me do a lot of lines, kneel in a corner for almost an hour before he finally let me work on my research. I knew my master had given Liam permission to do this, so I didn't complain but I didn't envy Eric when he is disciplined. If those are the kind of things Liam makes him do. Focusing on my work again felt so good, I mostly began the ground work that is going to be needed to adapt my work to some other similar ones, the one my former teacher had pointed out to me a few weeks ago. It was late in the afternoon when I received the email that was going to change my life forever.

'Dear, Mr. Rockwell. We have read with extreme interest your article on the topic and are very pleased to inform you that we didn't find any fault in it. It will therefore be published in the next few months. In the meantime, it will be available for our subscribers on our website starting from tomorrow. We have also prepared a press release that we will issues at the beginning of next week staring that you have solved this
problem. With all our congratulations.’

This is a huge difference between thinking you have achieved something theoretically and getting the confirmation that you indeed did it. Some part of my mind still refused to believe that I had managed to prove what generations of scientists before me didn't. I didn't really explore the consequences of what solving this problem would entail in case there was a mistake in my answer. Now is a different story, I have never felt as proud of myself as I do now and waves of self-content wash over me one after the other. I have done something useful, I have made science progress and my name will forever be attached to this conjecture from now on. Gosh, there will probably even be a theorem named after me, I can't believe it is really happening.

“Are you okay?” Liam asked, probably because I haven't moved since I received the email. I can't really talk right now so I just showed him the message on my phone.

“You did it!” He exclaimed.

“I am so proud of you, Nelson. All your hard work paid up in the end.” He kept on praising me like this until my master picked me up.

For once in my life, I didn't feel like a pathetic wreck but like a smart human being and it is such a good feeling.


Lucious pov 

I must confess it feels good to let the dominant completely out. When I arrived home two nights ago, after Faya had told me that my boy had been spotted going to buy some alcohol, I was completely pissed. He had been making so much progress on his addiction, why would he throw it away like this? As much as I can understand he had it hard and is not in the best place right now mentally speaking, he should have called me for help before yielding to his urges like this. The worst part though was how he tried to hide it from me. And I have to admit he is pretty good at concealing his drunken state. If I hadn't been tipped off by the guard who was just watching over the house following him to the liquor store, I probably would not have noticed he was wasted. How he could have downed the whole bottle in less than an hour is still beyond me but I didn't judge him for that. I hope there won't be a next time but I already told the guards to warn me as soon as something like this happens in the future so that I act more quickly.

So if I was pissed off before getting back home, I was downright furious when he lied to me. It took all my self-control not to lash on him too much and even by containing my anger as best as I could, he still had some kind of anxiety attack when I began to express my disappointed. I guess the nagging guilt he is feeling since the abduction and the fact that he was caught red-handed were just too much to deal with, especially with so much alcohol in his system. The disease that bastard may have given him must not have helped either but it is really a minor inconvenience. He should be completely cured in less than a week if he was indeed infected and his doctor assured me he wasn't contagious so this is not a big deal when it could have been much  worse. I still hope we won't have a nasty surprise coming in his follow up blood test in a bit less than a month.

I knew I wouldn't punish him that night either way, the lifestyle required him to be aware of his limits in case he needed to safeword, and we couldn't do anything with him being so intoxicated. So I just reassured him as best as I could before sending him to bed. I thought I would have to cuddle with him for a long time before he fell asleep but it seems like the wine helped him as efficiently. So I had time to review the offer that the investors had given to me earlier in the day. There were still a few key ppij to negotiate, like the fact they won't fire anyone just to try to gain efficiency or that they will keep to the guidelines I have established in our farmer’s section but it was a very good proposition. They are willing to pay an insane amount of money which doesn't hurt and want to expand the concept to the rest of the cities in the country. I went to bed with my boy but couldn't sleep for the longest time. Not because of his snoring, like I teased him the day after but because the conversation with Frank, my father's second-in-command kept replaying in my head. I had spent the day trying not to think about it and I was very disappointed to have to deal with my submissive's bad behavior that night since I had wanted to discuss the topic with him.

Thinking in terms of career only, replacing my father would be a huge move forward, a once in a lifetime opportunity, it would also mean a lot more work so less time at home with my boy at a time where he needs me a lot. And for the travel, mostly to France or the UK which would imply a lot of time away from him. After what just happened tonight, did I really want to leave him alone on a regular basis? It might be the best move for me but I have a responsibility towards him that I don't intend to flee, I would make for a pitiful dominant if I did.