Good Boy

Wes glared up at his lover, in disbelief that he allowed himself to get into this situation. Here he was, bound on the floor of their apartment, trapped in chastity, and in a dark green pupsuit.

“Aw, don’t you look so good.” Ashley cooed, rubbing the top of Wes’ head.

Wes, of course, couldn’t give a retort, thanks to the pecker shaped gag in his mouth. It was a muzzle, actually. With the pecker placed (stuffed) right into Wes’ mouth, forcing his tongue down and making him groan around it, trying to accommodate its size. Where did Ashley even find this thing?!

“Mmphh…” Wes gave another groan, trying to adjust his teeth over the gag. It wasn’t fair! When he agreed to let Ashley tie him up, he figured the detective was just going to use some rope to tie him to the bed, maybe place some tape over his mouth, but this…This was going overboard! Though, Wes only had himself to blame. He did tell Ashley that if he allowed him to play with him however he wanted for a full three hours, he would let Ashley tie him up for a change. He had to keep his end of the deal…regretfully.

“Come here, boy. Let me get a better look at you.” Ashley said, purposefully walking away from Wes’ spot on the carpet over to the bed. 

Wes knitted his eyebrows in frustration. How the hell was he supposed to walk in this thing? It forced his knees and elbows to be bent so he would have to walk on them like an animal. Luckily, the knees and elbows were padded, so it wasn’t super uncomfortable, but it wasn’t an easy task.

“Mmph…mhh…” Wes maneuvered himself onto his “paws” slowly, moving over to where Ashley sat, smirking down at his captive. The thief hated this; he was the one who did the tying up, after all! Once he got close to Ashley, he stopped, breathing a bit more from the exertion. 

“Good boy!” Ashley praised, placing a hand on Wes’ head, ruffling his hair. Wes still had a look that could kill, but being trapped as he was, could only accept his lover’s teasing.

“Oh, such a mean puppy. I bet you wanna come soon, huh?” Ashley said. Taking his socked foot and nudging at the cage holding Wes. The older man groaned, grinding his hips down onto Ashley’s foot and trying to get some relief. Unfortunately for him, Ashley stopped all too soon, and Wes made his frustration known.

“Mhmm! Hmmph!” He said, struggling on the floor. This only made Ashley’s smile wider.

“Down, boy! You’ll have your reward when you earn it. Now, on your back.”

Wes let out a sigh through his nose. First he leaned onto his side, and then used the momentum to roll over onto his back. Like this, his useless limbs flailed in the air, and his cage was on full display. He could feel the blood rushing to his face, all exposed, but couldn’t hope to close his legs like this. 

Ashley leaned down, roaming his hands over the pupsuit, pinching the hardened buds of Wes’ chest. 

“I should get some clamps for you later.” Ashley said out loud. It was more of a thought to himself. “You’re lucky I’m going easy on you for now, pup.”

Easy?! Wes thought. His boyfriend was cruel, how much worse could this get?

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you. After I take a nap, though, work today was a lot.” Ashley pulled his feet up on the bed, rolling over and turning his back to Wes. 

“Hmmh!! Hmmm mh hmm!” Wes struggled, flailing and trying to get back up onto his “paws” but was unable to.

“Good night, pup. I’ll see you when I wake up.” Ashley said, settling into bed and closing his eyes.

Wes groaned into the gag, letting his head fall back onto the floor. This was going to be a long night…