#sopevent2

Kasper: Kasper knelt nervously at Maddox's side as he looked around and watched the team before them perform. He always hated this moment, the nerves right before a game, but once he was on the field, the world always melted away. This time, though, it'd be different. He watched as another slave sucked off a guard and he whimpered softly. Was he going to crack? Would he falter under the pressure? He looked up to Maddox and whimpered again

Maddox looked over at him with a small frown when he whimpered. "Stop it," He said under his breath. "I know I call you a puppy, but you're no a real one and we're not at the vet. All you have to do is the positions I drilled into you, and sexual things which should be easy for you."He exhaled and reached down to tousle the boy's hair. "Be calm. Please."

Kasper: Kasper pouted slightly, but the hand in his hair felt nice, so he leaned into Maddox's leg slightly and waited quietly. "O-our turn," he asked hesitantly as the announcer and people setting up cleared the area.

Maddox looked over at Kasper. "I had no idea you had performance issues. You'll be fine. I didn't whip you into shape for nothing." He exhaled. "Just follow my lead and don't think about anything until we get to the position part. Proud. And excited because you're thinking about winning. You promised you'd do your best to win." He quirked a brow before stepping forward and leading Kasper into the ring, looking over at him to make sure he wasn't needing to be yanked by his collar, since that would definitely lose them points. He lead him around in a circle so the judges could see him crawl around.

Kasper: Kasper shook his head, "No..just nerves." He took a deep breath and straightened up. "Yes, Master. I will, promise," he nodded, a look of determination on his face as he got to all fours. He crawled rather gracefully after Maddox praying the whole time that he wouldn't stumbled like he usually did. He held his head up high and proud, kept his back straight and kept close just a step behind Maddox as they made their way around the circle. When Maddox stopped, he skidded to a stop and knelt next to his master, back straight, head bowed respectfully.

Maddox watched Kasper, trying not to smile too obviously but he was pleased that the training had paid off, as well as Kasper's determination. He exhaled and straightened up himself and made a bit of distance between himself and Kasper so the judges could move around the slave and look over his appearance. "Stand up, slave. Legs apart. May as well get into position one while they examine you." He looked over at him to see if he'd obey the order. Maddox had him thoroughly cleaned inside and out before applying paint to his body. It was supposed to look abstract and smeary, mostly because Maddox wasn't an artist, but also because he liked perfection in all things except art, except paint. That should have more room to be a beautiful mess. He tilted his head and watched as they examined his physical appearance, the doctor in particular prodding at him.

Kasper: Kasper knew what was next, they'd run this routine a million times over the week, but it still made him nervous. Maddox hadn't been sure exactly what the judges would do and Kasper wasn't excited to be poked and proded like some kind of animal. With a deep breath he nodded and got to his feet. He spread them wide and lifted his arms up, hands behind his head, head proud and high, back straight and held his pose as the judges approached. He blocked out the sound of their whispers and hums and focused his eyes on a spot across the room. First he felt cold hands on his balls, moving them, hefting them, then another cold finger at his ass. His body wanted to tense and pull away but he simply grit his teeth and let the finger probe him. He had to relax when a hand appeared before his face, poking at his mouth and teeth. It was all humiliating and degrading, but he told himself it was no worse than a physical to get into sports. Before he knew it, it was over and he let out a small sigh of relief, awaiting Maddox's soothing voice in his ear.

Maddox simply observed as the judges moved around him. It was fascinating, really, to have them prod at him like this, to look everywhere and at everything. But he wasn't worried, Kasper was definitely fit and healthy and most of all clean. Well, that was Maddox's most of all, anyway. Once they returned to their seats, he turned toward the judge's table and made a motion with his hand for Kasper to turn around. He wasn't supposed to see what the judges were telling him to get Kasper into. He exhaled and looked at the number being raised before he looked over to Kasper. It would be the biggest movement change unless they asked him to stand up just after. "Submit." He ordered him.

Kasper: Kasper almost missed the hand wave, but caught it from the corner of his eye and turned around, keeping his previous form. He smiled to himself because he knew these positions like the back of his hand, this was going to be easy. Submit. Easy, he thought, moving quickly to all fours, keeping his knees wide, ass up and open. He lowered his head down and put his arms out. He made sure his back was straight and his body ready and open for more orders. He just prayed it looked as good as he thought it did

Maddox exhaled quietly, hopefully going unnoticed while he watched Kasper to see if he'd fall into line, which he did so. Clearly being a task master had done something good. "Good." He said, licking his lips before he looked back up at the judges for another number before he looked back down, raking his eyes over Kasper's body. "Hands and knees, kid."

Kasper: Kasper let his mind go clear and focused only on Maddox's voice, ignoring the noises and sights around him. On command he carefully pushed up, letting his sculpted body ripple as he drew his knees in and chest up. He got on all fours, knees and shoulders even width, head bowed. As a quick after thought he straightened his back and settled into position that felt like it was what they'd practiced a thousand times

Maddox tilted his head to admire him as he moved, figuring it was fine to feel himself getting aroused by all of this, all things considered. After all, he wanted Kasper to succeed in getting him off, he was just getting a head start by arousing him by how well he was responding. His eyes flicked up to the judge's table and then back down to his slave on display. "Stand for me."

Kasper: Kasper wished he could see any of the reactions so he knew if he was doing well or not. It was so frustrating not to have that instant feedback. On command he shifted his hips back and sat on his heels as he raised his hands to behind his head and then pressed up to his feet. He parted his feet, and straightened his back. God, he hoped his feet were wide enough. He thought about moving them a bit further but he didn't want to falter or fall so he held the position until the next order

Maddox swallowed and slowly walked from side to side a few feet as he watched Kasper's smooth movements. There was definitely something about having a fit slave for this and he wished that the judges could see those ab muscles working. "Very good." He wondered if Kasper would look at him, if he would see that his current Master looked a little aroused. He made himself look behind Kasper to the judges before nodding once. "Kneel, now."

Kasper: Kasper desperately wanted to turn around especially as he felt and saw Maddox moving in his peripheral vision, but he wouldn't break his position. He was too focused, at least for this section. This transition was easy for him, and he eased himself down, one knee at a time, keeping his hands behind his head and back straight. only one more, he thought and that transition would be easy too. Soon he'd be able to get to the fun part. He called it the fun part in his head, though blowing someone in public scared him slightly.

Maddox admired him with a lazy smile, knowing there was one left but he waited for the judges to give it to him before he held out his hand in a stop position. "Wait." He ordered, his eyes eager to see Kasper transition to this last position with as much skill and gracefulness as he had exhibited so far, making him proud that nervousness hadn't gotten to him yet.

Kasper: Kasper knew what the next command would be and before the word was completely out of Maddox's mouth he was dropping his hips down to rest on his heels and bringing his hands down to rest open on his thighs. He puffed his chest up and tightened his thighs, ready and waiting for this part to be over.

Maddox didn't know how he felt about Kasper just dropping into it before he could finish saying it, since it almost meant he wasn't following an order so much as he was going by what he thought he should do, but Maddox did his best not to say anything about it instead looked over him when he finished getting into position, admiring the form before he nodded and slowly withdrew a dildo with a suction cup bottom, tilting his head. "For free form, I would like my slave to fuck himself on this while facing all of you. I expect him to try and reach orgasm in five minutes with only the dildo as stimulation, no attention to his cock. And if he fails to do his, he knows very well I'll cane him for embarrassing me in front of you lovely judges." He crouched down and fitted the dildo down onto the floor and looked back up at Kasper. "Do a good job for me, pretty one." He moved around in front of him with his back to the judges so he could watch this as well.

Kasper: Kasper was not excited about this part at all. When Maddox had first told him what he'd have to do, he'd been clear that he'd never be able to, but after some "encouragement" with a can, And practicing, Kasper had managed to gain a little confidence. He still wasn't sure he could pull it off, however. With a deep breath, he moved to the dildo and licked and lapped at it, lubing it up. It suddenly seemed much bigger and the crowded judges table seemed much closer. He finally sat up, turned around, and looking at Maddox, he lined the toy up. His heart was racing and he was sure his face was beat red and about to produce flames. He felt the tip at his entrance and eased back on it, a timer loudly counting down in his mind. He sunk down, shuttering, and paused. Where had his life gone wrong that he was here doing this? He felt his eyes well with tears and Maddox blurred out of view.

Maddox blinked calmly and watched Kasper, not letting his eyes leave him. If nothing else, Kasper was fulfilling the 'do something degrading because he was told to' option of the free-form, so Maddox wasn't too worried about this, though he had definitely never let Kasper in on that line of thinking. He very much wanted him to do his best and he would use whatever he had to encourage him. "That's good... don't stall, little pup. You've fucked yourself on dicks before, this is no different... for once, you're allowed to be greedy and chase after your own pleasure, may as well take advantage..."

Kasper: Kasper's eyes flickered back to Maddox and he actually found something kind of sexy about how Maddox stood and how he spoke. But, then again, maybe that was the dido talking. Either way, he remembered the prize and focused, lifting his body up and lowering it back down slowly, warming up. When he felt like he had a good rhythm he lifted his hands and put them behind his head, using only his legs to fuck himself. He hasn't managed it in practice, but now, it seemed to be going well. He sped up and his body started to react, his cock getting hard and twitching. He wanted to touch it, it would make this all so much easier, but he wouldn't move his hands. Not now. Not when they were so close. He focused on Maddox's body, thinking of that first night they'd fucked in the surf on the beach, and he felt himself getting closer. The minutes seemed to drag and go by in a flash, all at the same time. One moment he felt he'd been doing this for an eternity, then next he felt he was no where near his orgasm and it must only be seconds in. Faster and faster he went, almost toppling once, but recovering at the last second, letting out a wincing groan as he fucked himself more deeply than intended in his efforts not to fall over. He got back into rythm and the room started to fade away again, he closed his eyes and pulled out an old favorite fantasy and before he knew it he was close, very close, and he heard his voice asking, "Master may I cum, pleaaaase," before he even thougt the words.

Maddox swallowed thickly as he watched Kasper begin to go somewhere better in his mind and fuck himself more enthusiastically on the dildo, even move his hands away so he wasn't tempted to touch himself, or at least that's what Maddox gathered since it couldn't help his balance to have his hands like that. And it turned out it didn't, either, since Kasper nearly toppled, just to fall back down deeper onto the dildo. Maddox felt his own cock twitch and harden and watched curiously before he heard the boy's plea and looked down at his watch before he smiled lazily to himself. "Yes, pup. You may cum for me, now."

Kasper: Maddox's words cut through the haze of fantasy and Kasper felt his face blush again. He couldn't let the world come crashing in now. He thought of all the hours he'd be spending alone in his cell hating himself if he fucked this up now. He sped up, panting, trying not to lose his edge. It took him another 30 seconds but finally, and almost painfully, he forced out an orgasm and then nearly collapsed forward, hands and knees, panting and blushing, unwilling to look up to the judges.

Maddox looked at the time and tried to hide his grimace before he straightened up and went toward him, hooking his hand back into his leash before he moved over and pulled out a chair, sitting it sideways from the judge's table, since he didn't want them just getting the back of Kasper's head for this. "Take a moment to breathe and recover, then I need you to come and show me how much you want to suck me off. Yes, pet?" He went over and sat in the chair, slowly unzipping and unbuttoning his pants as he waited for Kasper, looking at him.

Kasper: Kasper hoped he'd made it under the wire. He winced as the leash was attached as always, but there was something comforting about being close to Maddox again, like he was protected. He took a few breaths, letting the toy fall from his body and padding after Maddox. He knelt and waited for Maddox to disrobe. At least after that ordeal, blowing him didn't seem so bad. On command and have a smile, put his hands behind his back and leaned in, lapping and licking Maddox's tip and down his shaft before taking him in deep. He felt the adrenaline finally kick in and his competitive nature fire up. He sucked and tongued the cock before him, groaning and choking around it, working Maddox up and down hoping he could make up for the last round with this one.

Maddox ignored Kasper's wince and hoped it was hidden from anyone else. He went over and ordered the slave to follow, watching him kneel and put his hands behind his back. He let out a hum as he leaned in and licked at his length, shifting slightly in his seat as he tilted his head to one side, wanting as much a show as he was sure the judges did. He kept his hands to himself, his hips still, and let Kasper do all the work, taking him down deep and even choking around him, the noise making his cock ache, feeling heavy and knowing he wouldn't last too long with the eager way he was being sucked off.

Kasper: Kasper wished Maddox would talk or touch him, anything so he knew he was doing okay, but nothing. He doubled his efforts, pulling out every trick and tongue flick he could think off, even doing the Konami code with the tip of his tongue on the underside of Maddox's head. He bobbed his head, speeding up then slowing to coax an orgasm. Every tiny muscle spasm or quickened breath he noticed from the Master he registered and took note of, repeating whatever action it was that got a reaction until finally he saw Maddox's abs tighten.

Maddox murmured, "That's good... very good," down to Kasper when he doubled his efforts, groaning quietly as Kasper worked him as quickly and skillfully as he'd ever seen him, so that he was almost overwhelmed by it. "Wh-whoa, kid-" He whispered before he gripped at his chair and felt his breath hitch, his balls coil and he shuddered in the seat as he came in Kasper's mouth, pushing him back a little ways to get some on his lips and cheek as he finished off.

Kasper: Kasper didn't listen, keeping up the pace and almost daring Maddox not to cum. When he finally felt the man tense and cum an overwhelming sense of pride and accomplishment filled him, immediately followed by a guilty confusing mess of emotions as to why he was proud he'd just made a near stranger cum in front of a crowd. He licked his lips but left the rest of Maddox's seed on his cheek and looked up hopefully, praying they were done now and maybe he could go play a game or shower or hide or anything that wasn't so public

Maddox sighed out as the orgasm washed over him and he sunk back on the chair, looking at Kasper with cum on his skin and looking hopeful. He quickly put himself back in his boxers and pants and got up, grasping Kasper's leash. "Thank you, judges." He smiled at them and looked down at Kasper. "Bow your head to them." Once Kasper hopefully obeyed the order, he jerked his head to the side to indicate leaving and lead him from the ring.