Dominance - Part 6

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It stood hard. Eight inches long, thick enough that my fingers and thumb barely touched around the shaft. Bulging. Veined. Throbbing. The large, smooth helmet became darker when he was erect. The circumcision scar was faded, but still tight behind the head. His balls hung low, each one large enough to fill my entire mouth, if ever I had the chance. He was hairy, too. A blanket of thick, black pubic hair covered the area around his cock. It spread down each of his muscular thighs, though his balls seemed smoother. Perhaps he shaved there, or perhaps he had naturally smooth balls.

Paul watched me watching him. My eyes had become heavy after a while, but my focus remained on his cock. My own one, which had been left completely unattended, pulsed with the beat of my heart, but my hands remained either firmly clasped around the seat of the wooden chair, or around Paul’s cock whenever it began to soften.

“Help me with this” he finally said, breaking me from my thoughts. He turned away, revealing his spectacular ass, but the image of his hard cock was still engraved in my brain, and if I blinked fast enough, I could see it even on the walls.

Paul reached into a cardboard box, and I heard the unmistakeable clang of chains as he began to feed out the long metal snake. He looked up at the ceiling over my head and nodded to it.

“Stand on the chair and loop it through the metal hoop”.

I clambered onto the chair, completely content with the fact that I was still naked and still hard, and did as the man asked. He took the other end and dragged it across the room, attaching it to a pulley system that I’d hardly noticed.

“Hands together” he said, returning to the box and pulling out a set of cuffs.

“You’re tying me up?” I asked, slightly excited at the prospect.

“Hands together”.

God, he was such a drag sometimes. I rolled my eyes and held my wrists out in front of me, and Paul attached the cold cuffs, and snapped them onto the part of the thick chain that was dangling above my head. He didn’t say a word as he walked over to the pulley system, and slowly raised me to my tippy toes.

My naked body was taut. I looked down at myself, eyeing my ribs and the way that my stomach dipped, but focusing more on my hard cock. When I looked back up, Paul had returned.

“You seem horny” he said, brushing his fingers over my stiff shaft as I let out a gasp.

“I haven’t jerked off in a week” I grunted, tensing my cock.

“Good” he nodded, agonisingly teasing me with just his fingertips. “Foot on the chair” he added, and dragged the chair to my right. I looked down at it, and raised my leg until my foot caught the edge. I felt even more exposed now, as the cool air feathered my butt hole.

“You’ve done well these last few days, boy” he said, returning, once again, to the box.

“I haven’t done anything”.

My eyes widened as Paul pulled out a steel vibrator. I opened my mouth to protest, but the words didn’t come out. Nothing had ever been in my ass before. Not like that. The idea of it made me cringe, but my cock responded quite differently.

“You’ve done quite a lot” he said, squeezing lube across the smooth tip. “Didn’t I tell you that orgasms are earned?”

I almost moaned. Paul had kept me exhausted for the whole week, so even when I got home, I was rarely in the mood to jerk off, and the longer it had gone on, the hornier I had become. But why the vibrator?

“I’m going to put this inside you, Cole” he said, as though reading my mind, holding the glistening toy up to my face. “You’re going to enjoy it”.

“W… Will it hurt?” I asked, as he walked around me.

“At first” Paul whispered, gently sliding the cold vibrator over my exposed hole. I sucked in air as he did it, and felt a dart of pleasure rush through my boner. “Just breathe” he told me, and very slowly began to twist the vibrator against my hole.

I let out a grunt as my sphincter began to reluctantly swallow it. The lube made it too difficult to keep out, even if I had wanted to, so instead, I took the man’s advice, and pulled in deep breaths as the toy pushed further into my guts.

“Oh shit” I moaned, dropping my head back as my shoulders ached and my arms strained. “Fuck, that feels… That feels good”.

Paul’s strong hand closed around my waist as he fed more of the vibrator into me. It felt amazing, but it was also incredibly weird that in the space of just over a week, I had gone from a young, straight college student, to a guy who was almost begging another man to let me cum.

He held it in place for a moment as my inexperienced ring slowly stretched around the toy. Indeed, the sharp ache throbbed through my sensitive parts as I tried to adjust to having something inside me, but it wasn’t as painful as I had expected it to be. In fact, it felt quite nice.

Paul slid it back out, and I whimpered as my wet hole began to pulse around nothing. Seconds later, he pushed it fully back in, and my cock strained again. In, out, in, out, in, out. My mind became fuzzy as moans continued to escape, and my hole continued to be fucked by the toy. Sweat lined my body, dripping down as I struggled to stay in place, and then the man held it deep inside me, and his warm breath caressed the back of my neck.

“Are you ready, boy?”

I didn’t even have to think about it. I’d never been as aroused in my life, and all I needed him to do was grip my swollen cock and pump it for a moment.

“Yes, sir” I gasped, eagerly waiting for his hand to crawl around my sweating body. Instead, the loud buzz sounded, and every muscle in my body tightened.

“Ow… Ow… Ow!” I gasped, squirming as the waves of strong vibrations pulsed through my most sensitive parts. It felt phenomenal, as though somehow, Paul was jerking me off from the inside.

My toes curled and my back arched as he angled the toy upwards. I felt utterly helpless, but completely at peace with the fact that my entire body was Paul’s to use as he liked. My hole clenched around the base of the toy, desperately pulsing as my heart quickened, and my breath became jagged.

“Please!” I whimpered, thrusting my leaking cock into the air, “oh, fuck, please!”

“You want to cum, don’t you, Cole?” He breathed, “you want to cum so very badly”.

“Yes! Yes, sir! Yes, yes, yes!”

My whole body shook with pleasure. I could no longer keep my eyes open, and they rolled back in my head as I raced toward an orgasm that I didn’t even know was possible.

It felt as though I was about to explode, and my cock and balls boiled over as the strong vibrations shot through my prostate.

“I’m cumming!” I gasped, and suddenly my hole was empty. “W… Wait… Wait, what?! Come back!” I barked, watching in horror as Paul walked back toward the box and dried the vibrator with a small cloth. “Paul! Put it back in!” I snapped, breathless and furious. “Please!”

He ignored me, and I felt my body burn with frustrated rage. “You said –”

“Orgasms are earned” he interrupted. “You’re still earning”.

Paul took one more toy from the box, though it wasn’t a toy that looked even nearly as exciting as the last one. He gently fixed a steel loop around my cock and balls, almost instantly causing my erection to deflate, and clasped a heavy cage over my dick, locking it in place with a key.

“W… What is it?” I whimpered, still on the edge of orgasm, and desperately wishing that he would just touch me one more time.

“A chastity cage” he said, lowering the chains until I could stand on my own two feet again. “To ensure your good behaviour until you move in”.

I held the caged package in my hand when Paul uncuffed me. It didn’t even feel like mine anymore. A droplet of pre-cum drooled from the tip, and I stared at him.

“Move in?” I asked, trying to get over the near orgasm. “You were serious about that? You really want me to?”

“I don’t just want you to, Cole” he said, and lowered me to my knees with one strong hand. “I’m demanding that you do. Now, suck”.