Cat And Mouse
Rating: R
Category: OC Fiction
Archive: Persuaders
A special thanks to Jas for the wonderful job in beta-ing for me and also for
all her encouragement and support because without her this would not have
been written.
Masson Stone Owner and operator of a construction company.. 6ft7, dark hair
cut short on the sides with an abundance of curls on the top.
Sharp, deep, crystal blue eyes, firm jaw line and muscles of a body builder.
Stern but fair disposition, easy going ... just don't get him angry.
William Christopher Austin. 5ft8, reddish brown hair short and spiked on top
with hazel eyes. Student at a local college. Works for a restaurant part
time as a waiter and bartender. Fun loving young man comes from a single
parent family. Father left when he was about 5 and his mother was a teacher
at a local High School. No brothers or sisters.
Billy met Masson at the restaurant where he worked. He waited on him a few
times. Being the little imp that he is he always made Masson wait until the
last minute for everything. Why, he just like to push the big man's buttons,
than again that was Billy's personality. On a Friday night Masson came to the
restaurant and took a seat at the bar waiting for a table and a business
partner to arrive for dinner. Billy was cleaning up the bar and listening to
the radio that he had on for his entertainment only. His favorite band
Metallica's song Enter the Sandman was playing and he was head banging and
dancing to the beat. In the meantime Masson was trying everything to get his
attention so he could order a drink. Everything but grab the kid. Yet Billy
being Billy knew he was wanted but decided to let him wait and see what he
would do. So the game of cat and mouse started. Billy swayed to the music
suggestively while Masson started to count. From the corner of his eye Billy
knew the man was just about to erupt so he went over to take his order.
Masson looked into those beautiful hazel eyes with those lush long lashes and
just about melted, so he ordered a glass of wine. Billy flashed him his
pearly whites and got him his request.
Now Masson was sizing up Billy and was quite pleased with what he saw,
although he thought a few pounds couldn't hurt. What he did like was that
was ever so sweet!
Soon Masson's business partner arrived and they were seated at a table for
dinner. Dinner was long but delicious and the two men spoke for hours, In the
mean time Billy finished and decided to meet a friend of his at another place
for a few drinks. At about 2am Billy returned to the parking lot where he
worked to get his car. Masson had just open the door to get in his car when
he heard a loud banging followed by the worst languid. Billy was banging
his fists on the hood of the car using every four letter word he could think
of. Masson left his car to see what all the commotion was about and there
stood Billy all full of piss and vinegar with a tire iron in his hand ready
to take it to his car.
Masson, shocked by what he saw, grabbed the tire iron, shaking his head in
disbelief at the young man's behavior. Billy shocked at what happen, turned
around quickly and without thinking threw a punch at Masson, hitting him in
the jaw. The look on Billy's face when he realized what he had done said it
all. Masson just glared at him and then grabbed both shoulders and shook him.
"What is wrong with you," he admonished, "And what do you think you're doing?"
Billy, maybe because he had a little too much to drink, decided to stand up
to the man and stare him down.
"Fuck off and get out of my face, this is none of your business and give me
my tire iron back or I swear I'll split your fucking head open," he gave the
bigger man a push.
With that Masson did what he would with a brat throwing a temper tantrum, who
not only spoke to him with disrespect but also assaulted him. He picked Billy
up by the waist, put his foot on the bumper of the car, hauled Billy over his
knee and started to spank the boy's bottom with all the vigor he could muster.
Billy, who had never in his 20 years ever been spanked struggled but with no
luck; he could not break the vice like grip that the big man had on him.
"When you calm *whack* down *whack* and *whack* act like *whack* an adult *whack* we
will *whack* discuss your language and attitude *whack* and *whack* also how *whack*
*whack* *whack* you do not punch someone.."
By now Billy's bottom was on fire and he was squirming and kicking for all he
was worth but still the spanking went on. The ooh's and ouch's were coming
out of his mouth and the tears were welling up in his eyes. After what seem
like forever he lost all his bravado and started to cry, something he didn't
want to do, but he did keep struggling. Masson kept up the assault on Billy's
now steaming rear end.
"Young man are you going to calm down and tell me what this is all about? Or
am I going to blister your butt for all it's worth?"
Billy tried to cover his butt with his hand but instead had his arm grabbed
and pinned to the center of his back. He sent up the white flag and promised
through his tears to behave. Masson saw that Billy had stopped his struggling
and lay limp over his knee and stopped spanking him, beginning to gently rub
his back.
"Shhh, you're all right. Come on, kid, it's OK".
When Billy was just hiccuping, he put him down on his feet. He enveloped him
in a hug and caressed his hair trying to get the kid to calm down. Billy
looked at the big man, tears running down his face. His hands quickly went to
his burning rear and he started rubbing in hope that he could take some of
the sting away.
"Now why don't you tell me why you were trying to destroy your car?" Masson
asked. " And why did you punch me?" Billy just looked down at his shoes not
knowing what to say.
"Well, I'm waiting for an answer?"
All Billy could say was, "I don't know."
Masson took him by his chin. "Look at me. I don't know is not the answer I
want. I want an explanation and I want it now or I could always put you back
over my knee maybe the shift in blood will help clear your mind and then you
can answer me."
"N no no, not that pleeease! It was because my car wouldn't start and I spent
a shit load of money on it already for the same reason and it won't start
again. I got angry and then I don't know how but I got out the tire iron. I'm
sorry, please don't spank me again." And with that the flood gates opened up.
Masson just wrapped his arms around him and let him cry. When he finally
calmed down Masson asked him where he lived and if he would like a ride home.
Billy nodded yes so they locked his car and walked over to Masson. He got in
and gave him his address.
"Oh by the way, My name is Masson, Masson Stone," he held out his hand to
shake.
"My name is William Austin."
And so the relationship started.