Langley groaned and closed his eyes, but kept his position as commanded. Jake halted in front of him, though slightly to one side so the people continued to have a good view.
"Open your eyes," he said, and Langley met Jake's gaze and held it.
"Well done," Jake continued. "You've pleased me this time."
He reached out and ran one finger over Langley's cock from base to tip, sweeping up the wetness there. "Open your mouth and lick me clean."
Langley's mouth felt warm and he made full use of the opportunity to play with Jake's finger, teasing him with his tongue, drawing him ever deeper in and never once looking away. Jake felt his face grow hot and he wondered what Langley could do to his cock and if he might be persuaded to play again sometime.
Tonight wasn't for him, though. It was for Langley, and for Andrew. He mustn't forget it.
"Master?" Again, a hint of intuitive knowledge in Langley's question.
Jake realized that, without knowing it, he had withdrawn from his sub's mouth and had not yet given more instructions. Damn him for his foolishness. He would not be caught out again.
He nodded at Langley and gripped his shoulder, reassuring him of his presence.
"Your arse is so smooth and white, Mr. Langley," he said, hitting his stride. "I think I should redden it, don't you? You deserve a spanking, if only for your slight disobedience earlier on."
Langley gasped and swallowed. "Yes, Master, I deserve it. Please, give me whatever you want."
Jake smiled at such eagerness and reached for one of the paddles.