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Sir Jace left me somewhat comforted as I lay in the cage with a giant butt plug up my ass to keep his and John’s loads inside me. I managed to fall into a deep sleep but was startled awake by Sir Jace when he shook my shoulder. “Wake up boy, we’ve got plans tonight”. Sir Jace attached the leash to the collar and pulled me out of there. He walked me over to the drain in the floor and assumed I needed to piss. With the butt plug still wedged inside me, I did manage to take a leak, although I did feel my sphincter spasm around it while pissing,

Surprisingly, when finished, Sir Jace pulled me over to the sling and commanded me to hop in. Once I was laying back in the contraption he sat on a stool and reached over and yanked out the butt plug from my ass. I yelped as the widest part went past my ring. I felt the cum leaking out of my gaping asshole. I reached down and felt my ass lips moist and puffy.

Sir Jace swatted my hand away and he began to rub my wet swollen lips. He said, “boy, I’d love to get my fist in there right now but I’m saving that for later.he did manage to pull his shorts down and his fat black 9”er popped out. Then without a word, he pushed inside me. I was very wet and gave him no resistance. The hardness of his cock took my breath away. I held onto the chains at each side of me as Sir Jace pulled off his t-shirt and continued to take my hole for his pleasure. I watched Sir Jace’s face, eyes closed, primal, beads of sweat forming on his bald head and hairy chest. I felt submissive as my cock strained against its trap. However, my hole, sore and wrecked, took Sir’s fuck as expected. Sir Jace reached up to hang onto the crossbar above him. Now I saw his hulking upper body on full display as he flexed his pecs and biceps, his hairy underarms exposed, as he upped the pace and the sling bounced back and forth the sound of the chains echoing in the dungeon, Sir and I grunting like animals before I screamed, “breed me, Sir. Breed me! I want your seed in me. Please Sir!” And Sir Jace responded, “Fuck! Yeah! Take! This! Seed! Boy”!, after each downstroke and then he pushed hard one last thrust and even with my well-used hole I could feel Sir’s cock twitching inside me, emptying out its load.

Sir pulled out of my ass once his orgasm subsided and pulled me up from the sling and pushed me down on my knees. I opened my mouth to clean him off and then Sir held his cock steady in my mouth, pressing my head tightly so there was no room for spillage, and his flow of golden nectar began to hit my throat. With his cock pushed down my throat, I kept breathing through my nose and when Sir finished he pulled out just slightly and once again I licked him clean, tasting the acidity of piss on my tongue.

Sir said, “boy, you stink, let’s get you cleaned up”. Once again by the leash, I was walked upstairs to a bathroom that had a wonderful walk-in shower. Sir removed the leash and collar, gave me a washcloth and towel and said “15 minutes. And your face is too scruffy, I want that removed. Go”, and he closed the door behind him. I shaved and showered and in less than 15 minutes, I presented myself to him.

I kneeled before him and he raised my face in his hand to ensure I had shaved to his liking. He said, “good boy”, and he threw a black Pump jockstrap at me and said, “put on some clothes we’re getting something to eat”. I’d forgotten how hungry I was so I moved quickly. We drove back into the city and had pizza and beer before going to the leather bar.

Before we walked inside, Sir attached the leash, and as we made our way to the back bar, we created some attention. Sir Jace’s buddy John was there. He winked at me and looked down, embarrassed for reasons unknown. Sir Jace kept me close to his side as he knocked back several more beers and I sipped on mine. He and John were becoming more “handsy” with me as they drank more. Sir Jace and John whispered something to each other and the next thing I know I’m pulled to the back playroom.

John pushed me to me knees and unzipped his jeans releasing his semi-hard dick. I looked up to Sir Jace as he nodded his permission for me to service his friend. Sir Jace unzipped as well, and there I was for a second time today sucking on their dicks at the same time. Sir Jace pulled me up and threw me over a stool. He pointed to John who began to eat my ass and he began to finger me. Sir Jace told me to strip down to my jockstrap. I did and bent over the stool again. John lined up his dick to my hole and he and Sir Jace began to tag team me while others watched.

They were very drunk and it took them a long time to cum, but they finally did. I attempted to  stand up as I was still bent over the stool and Sir Jace held me down. John went to retrieve a vat of Crisco and Sir Jace said they weren’t through with me yet. John coated his hand with Crisco and began to slip his fingers inside my already stretched and wet hole. It wasn’t until he formed a fist inside me that I actually felt anything. Sir Jace found someone with poppers and fed me a couple of hits, holding me down while John’s fist pushed past my second hole. I was now cooing loudly as John punch fucked my ass with his right fist. The cage of my cock was hanging just below the bar stool. I knew once John began to punch me with both fists I’d probably cum. And I was right. Turns out John was quite an experienced and talented fister, and as he punched inside me rapidly with both fists, my body began to shake and my cock began to spew, right through the cloth pouch and onto the barstool.

My hole had tightened up around John’s fist but I pushed out and he pulled his fist out. He replaced it with his cock. My hole was really a mess at this point, very slick, very open, and Sir Jace held me down and let his friend fuck me. Actually, a few men had lined up to fuck my hole. And I was in no position to stop it, not that I would. With more loads inside me. John and Sir Jace switched places. John held me down while Sir Jace pushed his fist and cock inside me, and jerked off inside me. For him, it’s an ultimate pleasure. For me, it made me piss all over the floor.

When we finished, Sir Jace and John had one more beer. They were very drunk and I was worried about driving back to that house. The bartender saw them both unable to speak clearly and called for a taxi.  The taxi dropped John off first before taking us back to the house. Sir Jace made a beeline to the bedroom and through himself on the bed. I stood there not sure of what to do, so I went back down to the dungeon, crawled inside the cage, and slept in the fetal position.