made me lean forward and fastened my wrists together over my head and to an eye hook on the wall above the mattress.
“Good lad. I'll be right back.”
I focused in on the various sensations that surrounded me. My muscles ached, my skin tingled, my cock swelled and complained in the metal contraption that held it down. I wished they hadn't worn condoms so that I could feel the warm evidence of their desire for me trickling down my thighs. James certainly knew how to punish me. Withholding that pleasure really hit me where it hurt and made me feel so unworthy, but I would prove to him by the end of the weekend that I deserved it.
Suddenly, I felt the mattress dip and his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks. I groaned in surprise as he went to work, teasing me with his skillful tongue in that most sensitive area. My poor cock swelled and tried to stand, making me whimper with pain as the pleasure from James' tongue coursed through me. The cage soon became coated with pre-cum from my yearning prick.
No Dom had ever rimmed me before. It was something that subs usually had to do to their Doms. But I already knew that James loved rimming and delighted in the tastes of other men as much as I did. I groaned again and tried to twist away from him, as the intense sensations kept torturing my cock.
He gripped my thighs firmly with his arms and ate my ass until I writhed and whimpered in the agony of my distress.
He tormented me for at least ten minutes, then told me to roll over onto my back.
When I saw the key to the cage in his hand I almost sobbed with relief.
He held it up. “Your punishment is over, Tate. I'm going to take the cage off. But do exactly as I tell you or I'll lock you back into it tomorrow.”
“Yes, Sir.” The words were muffled by the gag but he could understand me. I panted, pulling against my bonds with barely restrained excitement.
He unlocked the cage and freed my dick. It stood immediately, rock hard and red while we both looked at it and each other. I let out a gasp and moan at the pleasure of it as James picked up the plug and reinserted it. My cock swayed and twitched from the feeling of that and the knowledge that it would get some relief soon. I grunted as the plug seated itself once again, and moaned as James rocked it and thrust it inside me, teasing my prostate until I thought I might die.
I whimpered against the phallus gag, begging him to let me come. It killed me to hold back at this point but I didn't want to end our weekend on a shameful note. Please please please let me come soon or I’m not gonna make it I silently pleaded with him.
“Do you want to come, my sweet boy?”
I groaned, nodding frantically.
“On my command.”
I almost cried with relief and nodded again. Thank you thank you thank you when when when when?
His warm, strong hand came around and circled my cock. He stroked it firmly as he rocked the plug in my ass.
I made a desperate noise that was a question and a plea all at once— now please now please now please say it say it say it…
“Now.”
Yesssssssssssssss. And I came, loudly, messily, spastically, all over the clean white sheets of the mattress, James’ hand, and myself, keening out my intense pleasure with shameless abandon. Oh fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes!!! Fuck! Yes! Hallefuckinglujah!
I lay, trembling, as the pleasure subsided. James undid my cuffs and took out my gag. “You are beautiful, you know that, Tate?” he said as he ran his hands over me, stroking my sated and softening cock and playing with the drying jizz on my belly. “I'm so glad you and Sebastian are here with me.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I murmured, both in thanks for his words and for the incredible experience he'd already given me, us, this weekend. And it wasn’t over, not by a long shot.
He raised his jizz-slicked fingers to my lips and I swiped at them obediently with my tongue as a remnant tingle went to my happy cock.
“Good boy. Now go have a shower. Do you like
“Good lad. I'll be right back.”
I focused in on the various sensations that surrounded me. My muscles ached, my skin tingled, my cock swelled and complained in the metal contraption that held it down. I wished they hadn't worn condoms so that I could feel the warm evidence of their desire for me trickling down my thighs. James certainly knew how to punish me. Withholding that pleasure really hit me where it hurt and made me feel so unworthy, but I would prove to him by the end of the weekend that I deserved it.
Suddenly, I felt the mattress dip and his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks. I groaned in surprise as he went to work, teasing me with his skillful tongue in that most sensitive area. My poor cock swelled and tried to stand, making me whimper with pain as the pleasure from James' tongue coursed through me. The cage soon became coated with pre-cum from my yearning prick.
No Dom had ever rimmed me before. It was something that subs usually had to do to their Doms. But I already knew that James loved rimming and delighted in the tastes of other men as much as I did. I groaned again and tried to twist away from him, as the intense sensations kept torturing my cock.
He gripped my thighs firmly with his arms and ate my ass until I writhed and whimpered in the agony of my distress.
He tormented me for at least ten minutes, then told me to roll over onto my back.
When I saw the key to the cage in his hand I almost sobbed with relief.
He held it up. “Your punishment is over, Tate. I'm going to take the cage off. But do exactly as I tell you or I'll lock you back into it tomorrow.”
“Yes, Sir.” The words were muffled by the gag but he could understand me. I panted, pulling against my bonds with barely restrained excitement.
He unlocked the cage and freed my dick. It stood immediately, rock hard and red while we both looked at it and each other. I let out a gasp and moan at the pleasure of it as James picked up the plug and reinserted it. My cock swayed and twitched from the feeling of that and the knowledge that it would get some relief soon. I grunted as the plug seated itself once again, and moaned as James rocked it and thrust it inside me, teasing my prostate until I thought I might die.
I whimpered against the phallus gag, begging him to let me come. It killed me to hold back at this point but I didn't want to end our weekend on a shameful note. Please please please let me come soon or I’m not gonna make it I silently pleaded with him.
“Do you want to come, my sweet boy?”
I groaned, nodding frantically.
“On my command.”
I almost cried with relief and nodded again. Thank you thank you thank you when when when when?
His warm, strong hand came around and circled my cock. He stroked it firmly as he rocked the plug in my ass.
I made a desperate noise that was a question and a plea all at once— now please now please now please say it say it say it…
“Now.”
Yesssssssssssssss. And I came, loudly, messily, spastically, all over the clean white sheets of the mattress, James’ hand, and myself, keening out my intense pleasure with shameless abandon. Oh fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes!!! Fuck! Yes! Hallefuckinglujah!
I lay, trembling, as the pleasure subsided. James undid my cuffs and took out my gag. “You are beautiful, you know that, Tate?” he said as he ran his hands over me, stroking my sated and softening cock and playing with the drying jizz on my belly. “I'm so glad you and Sebastian are here with me.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I murmured, both in thanks for his words and for the incredible experience he'd already given me, us, this weekend. And it wasn’t over, not by a long shot.
He raised his jizz-slicked fingers to my lips and I swiped at them obediently with my tongue as a remnant tingle went to my happy cock.
“Good boy. Now go have a shower. Do you like
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