Fuck!

The Boyfriend Experience

The sound of the metal chimes rhythmically to my step, as I walk barefooted down the dimly lit hallway. By now it would feel almost out of place without the clinking of the metal ring, or the feeling of the leather up against the skin of my neck. The collar has become part of me. It’s the mark of my servitude… of my submission.

A couple of hours have passed since the big conclusion in the poker room.

Alan was gracious enough to give me some time to get cleaned up and ready, while he left to attend to his guests. By now I imagine the men are gathered at the other end of the house. Post dinner they are probably having more drinks in one of the lounges. 

I continue down the hallway at a moderate pace. I'm not in a hurry…I'm on my way to Big D’s room. On my way to serve a role. To serve myself up for him.

Under normal circumstances, Alan would keep me close at hand. Especially when he had people coming over, and it was abundantly clear by now, that he thoroughly enjoyed showing me off to his friends.

Alan often presented me by a variety of handles; his lover… his submissive… his slave-boy... But in any case, and no matter the label or made-up backstory of how we met, he loved watching me play a role for him… From serving drinks and fetching snacks, to cleaning ashtrays, or increasingly demeaning myself in front of him or his guests… and much, much more…

Tonight however, Alan had lost me in a game of cards, and therefore my duties lay elsewhere. You couldn't deny it, Alan settles his debts up front, and in full... 

Still, I don’t feel in a hurry to get anywhere... 

Big D… way to jinx it 

 

It takes me a few minutes to get where I'm going.

Alan's house is substantial. Two stories above ground and a subfloor below. Several large halls, dining rooms and parlors, and a good dozen or so individual bedrooms, connected via various hallways and corridors. It was very easy to get lost at first.

By now though, I’m familiar with most of the layout, with the exception of one or two areas of the house, where I’m not permitted to go. Although Alan never explained exactly why.

All in all there is no shortage of hidden, private spaces around the house, and when his various friends and their acquaintances come over, they usually have a selection of rooms to choose from.

When it comes to bondage equipment and other play pieces to keep them entertained, Alan has no shortage of that either… As a matter of fact he keeps an extensive collection of both bondage gear, sextoys and furniture in his house, with most of it set up in rooms around the basement.

It was clear by now that Alan had money to spend and lots of it. More than I ever knew… 

Thinking about it, it was pretty obvious. After all, Alan had hired Frank and Rob on for the job of ‘training me’, and kept them on his payroll for months… The exact nature of their agreement, and whether or not it was purely professional, or some degree of friendship, was still undisclosed. Evenso I surmise that the two of them most likely didn't take their payment just in the form of me, and that Alan somehow must have compensated them amply for their time. With all the secrecy and risk involved, gear and so on, it couldn't have been cheap…

As it turned out, Alan had all the means to build the perfect private playground for himself and other like minded individuals… and with the help of Frank and Rob, he now had his toy!

I turn a corner and continue down the hallway. 

My thoughts drift back to the first time I was brought here by Frank and Rob. Clueless as to whose house I was entering.

I remember the jitters and anticipation I had felt as Rob held me anonymously by the leash, blindfolded, trailing me behind him down the same hallways…The utter shock and revelation as the truth was revealed to me, and Alan stepped out of the shadows… 

But not before I had given myself over to him completely, naively thinking he was just some random guy they had set me up with. 

I would never have expected it… Not in a million years!

It had taken a lot to keep it together after that. But there had hardly been a choice not to… That was the first and last time all three of them were in a room together… with me caught In the middle. Now only one remained. And it felt like it had always been like this…

I push the thoughts to the back of my mind. I can’t stay there… Not in the past... I won’t let myself. It won’t do me any good!

I am in too deep… There is no way back now.  

My feet move by themselves…

There’s no master leading the way in front of me, no leash pulling on my collar anymore, yet I still feel its presence. Every step I take forward is by the will of another.

My body moves freely, yet I’m held back… bound by invisible restraints. Tied to him, always.

No choice is my own anymore. I am not me... I’ve become something else… 

All of it is manifested by the leather piece strapped around my neck. All of what I am is dictated by him now. 

By Alan… 

Daddy…

I am his slave.

 

I stop in front of a red door with a brass doorknob. The door itself has no obvious features except its bright color, and subtle details along its frame. One thing stands out though. A shining emblem at its center.

The golden image is styled in the shape of a pig or a hog… 

I stare at the handcrafted ornament. It grins at me with a greedy look in its eyes.

Most of the rooms have a similar feature, all different images. Along with the distinct color of each door, the emblem is meant to help guests distinguish one room from the other. Wouldn’t wanna intrude on someone else's party… 

Why not just use numbers, though? I frown.

I take a deep breath as I extend a clenched fist and knock on the door three times, just next to the grinning hog. I listen… A moment passes. Then the door knob is turned.

I stand at attention, with my arms neatly folded behind, back straight, chin up, eyes down. Just as I’ve been taught.

The door opens and the bright light of the room lands across my naked skin, like a luminous stripe in the gloom of the sparsely lit space of the hallway.

A bulky figure stands in the light of the doorway, It takes a step forward…

“There you are sweetheart… I was about to come looking for you!”

I’m a little perplexed by his choice of words. Sweetheart?

That's not how I’m usually greeted - if I’m even greeted at all.

Sweet-heart…  It stands out quite a bit from the usual derogatory jargon I’ve gotten used to. It comes with the role of being submissive to Alan and his pals. So why is he being so affectionate towards me?

Is he playing games with me?

I look up at Big D with a curious squint. But I quickly turn my eyes down towards the floor, fearing I’m forgetting myself.

I adjust my posture.

“G-good evening, sir” I’m quick to follow up.

“... My master has instructed me to serve you tonight. Feel free to use me in anyway you like” 

Big D stands calmly in the doorway while he continues to look at me. His demeanor is weirdly bright and welcoming… it's unusual… suspicious even.

“Well, come on in!” He bursts out waving a hand in the air. 

Big D gestures for me to move inside. His particular room is new to me, I think, but it's similar in layout to a few of the ones I know. It's plenty spacious, but still small enough to give a sort of intimate cozy vibe.

As I walk inside, I notice a special feature of the room. Hanging down from the ceiling is a blunt metal hook suspended above the middle of the open floor space. The hook is connected to a steel cable, which in turn runs through a pulley wheel and continues down onto the spool of a heavy duty electric winch. On the wall next to it, I notice a couple attachments for connecting a person to the hoist.

Most of the bondage gadgets around the house tend to be more subtle, at least in the individual guestrooms, but the function of these ones seem pretty obvious.

The rest of the room looks more or less standard. A few pieces of furniture make up the interior. A daybed, an armchair, a hassock, all of them covered in thick Italian leather, with a weathered vintage look. It’s both stylish and practical…

A large bed stands at the very back. It looks perfectly normal except for a couple of attachments on the headboard and frame, for securing ropes etc.. Next to the entrance a door leads to a spacious bathroom.

I stop in the middle, arms still neatly folded behind my back. I hear the door close shut behind me. I turn around to face him, keeping my eyes fixed to the floor.

Big D is wearing a peach colored silk robe, which barely closes around his large waist, making his sizable cock peek out slightly underneath. I can’t help but stare at it… I'm glad I had time to sit on a butt plug, earlier in preparation. I think to myself.

Big D moves closer.

“Now let’s have a look at you” 

He begins to circle me, with one hand resting on the side of his bulging hip.

“Oh my, you really are a cutie. I sure got lucky with you, didn’t I” I glance at him, out of the corner of my eye.

“No wonder he’s so protective…”

A soft hand lands on the back of my shoulder, moving and turning me around, as Big D inspects his newly one price thoroughly. I comply with everything, of course.

I've gotten used to being an object of someone else, groped and handled. Dissected by hungry eyes and piercing looks. Bossed around and made to perform.

 A hand moves down my toned stomach and stops just before my crotch. I exhale slowly.

“Now, that’s disappointing…” Big D lifts the chastity cage with the palm of his hand, then lets it drop down gently.

“... I know this whole bondage-dominance etc., is all about pain and denial, but I rather like getting handsome lads like you off…” 

He sends me a flirting look.

“Don’t suppose you know where the key is, darling..?”

I can’t tell if he’s being serious or not, but I’m nonetheless quick to blurt out that I’m not allowed to take it off… Unless Alan gives permission. 

Big D moves both hands to his side, in an almost cartoonish display of disapproval.

“That Alan fellow…” He sighs.

But almost as quickly as he said it, Big D changes color! He lifts the cage back up, studies the lock for a second then chuckles tenderly.

“Buuut… I might just know my way around it… we’ll get to that part!”

He lets go of me and steps back, and I refrain from commenting any further…

I have yet to figure out exactly who I’m dealing with here… So far he is not what I was expecting. With most of Alan’s acquaintances, it’s pretty straight forward. On the floor, ass up!

Big D makes a posture as he looks me up and down. He rubs his meaty chin as he stares at me, as if he was trying to read my mind.

“I bet you’ve been wondering why I didn’t let you suck me off at the card game..?”

I look at him with surprise.

“Hmm?” He stares back at me intensely.

“Um.. yes, sir”

“Oh, who’s ‘sir’..? Call me Max, sweetheart - everyone does…” He chuckles warmly.

“Oh and it’s not because of this little guy, ha ha…”

Big D draws a self-conscious grin as he tugs on both ends of his robe, closing it somewhat around his girthy member.

“No… It’s short for Maximillian… But just Max these days, handsome”  He sends me a quick wink and smile.

“Anyway… where was I… Ah yes! You see, I like a little more intimacy than a card table. Gang-bangs can be fun and all... once you get going. But sometimes I need a little extra sugar in my life, darling…”

Big D looks me up and down with a glance.

“You see, I want the whole boyfriend experience…  you know what I mean?” 

I’m not sure exactly what he’s getting at, but I’ve learned that going along with it is by far the better option.

“Yes, sir… I mean; Yes, Max… I think so…” I quickly reply.

“Good, good… We’ll to take it slow, you know… get a feel for it, together”

Big D sends me an investigating look…

“Now, if we’re gonna do this right, we can have all this ‘master-slave’ nonsense… You call me Max… And I’ll call you-u…”

I stare at him with a puzzled look.

“Hmm, your name will be…” Big D squints his eyes.

I’m about to tell him my name, when he suddenly arrives at the answer.

 “Austin!” He suddenly exclaims, sounding very satisfied with his own suggestion.

“That's good! You will respond to ‘Austin’ - Is that understood?” Big D tilts his head down, adding an extra fold to his chin. He sends me a serious look.

I lower my head slightly in response.

“Yes, sir! I mean… yes, Max!” 

Big D lets out a sigh, and looks off to the side.

“Old habits die hard… huh, sweetheart” 

He lets out a chuckle, then does a twirl right next to me, sending the ends of the robe and his meat zooming outwards, almost hitting my thigh. 

“Now, let’s have some fun!” He looks me up and down and smirks.

“Austin, get on the bed for me”

I move over and notice a towel spread out on top of the double sized bed. I climb on to it and position myself with a routine fashion, on all fours, with my smooth ass facing him.

“No, no…” Big D adjusts “Lie down on the towel, on your stomach, darling”

I quickly comply and lie down flat. 

“That’s better” He nods in approval.

“You just get comfortable and I’ll be with you in a moment, Austin…” 

I watch him from the bed as he walks into the bathroom and comes back with a couple of small bottles. He holds them in his arms as he continues around the room gathering a few other items. Big D places a couple of scented candles on the bedside table, and lights the wick. 

“There, that’s nice…”

Big D climbs on to the bed next to me. The soft mattress buckles and cracks under the added weight of his heavy frame. He pauses next to me for a moment. I’m facing the other way, but I can feel his eyes moving up and down my naked body. Then there’s two loud clicks in succession, as he pops the lid of both bottles. He turns them upside down, letting the content drip down on me from a height. My back tenses as the first drop of cool liquid hits my skin.

“Just relax, sweetie” Big D calms me.

The fragrant oils give off a pleasant smell as he moves his hands onto me and begins to rub them into my skin. 

He moves the oils all over my body, down my shoulders and arms, over my back and down my buttocks, thighs, and calves. Stopping just before my feet. He bypasses my ass completely, with the first few passes, which I wasn’t really expecting. 

It’s not something I’m used to, being on the receiving end of a massage, and it takes some time before I loosen up completely, and begin to take it all in.

Big D moves on top of me. As he begins to straddle me his robe flares open, and the bottom part of him pokes out… I feel him against my skin, even before the rest of him sits down on top of me. His thick cock settles in the divide between my thighs, it feels enormous, but I can tell that he still has some way to go before he’s fully erect.

He continues with the massage. Big D seems pretty adept at what he’s doing, sensing well where to apply pressure and how much of it. His soft hands are surprisingly strong too as he untenses my muscles section by section, working his way down from my shoulders. 

Is it actually just a massage?

I can’t fully relax though… With each pass of his hands, Big D puts more and more of his weight into it. He seems very focused! As he moves around, his bulging stomach pushes further down onto my back… And before long I feel myself being compressed hard into the mattress. It feels like I’m being both pampered and crushed at the same time. In more sense than one, I’m turning to putty in his hands. 

It’s hard to breathe, but I’m pretty convinced I couldn’t move him off me if I tried. I briefly consider pleading, but I’m not sure how he’ll react. Instead, I try to focus on relaxing my body and controlling my breathing as best I can… All the while praying that he doesn’t move onto me any further. 

My face is halfway embedded in the mattress when Big D, lets up for a moment, to ask me how I like it.

“Mmhm… It fee-els… ama-ziinng, Max” I try to answer in a mouffled yet gratified tone.

“Well I’m glad you’re enjoying it, Austin!” He replies sunny.

I’m running out of air, when I finally feel him ease up. Big D moves himself to an upright position, still straddling my middle. I breathe a sigh of relief.

He continues massaging me for a bit, sliding his hands down to my lower back. Then he steps off me and climbs off to the side, in an awkwardly slow motion. 

“Let’s do your lovely legs now…”

There’s another click of a bottle as his hands begin to oil up my legs. Then he puts them to work, massaging my thighs, moving from one leg to the other.

Eventually I feel him take hold of my lower leg. With both hands on my leg, he raises my foot up in the air with my knee resting on the bed, sliding his fingers up and down my calf. My foot settles just next to his face, and I feel his warm heavy breath, and the sweat coming off of his plump cheeks. 

He is really enjoying himself…

His hands glide up and down, stroking the muscles of my lower leg intensely. It’s starting to feel quite nice at this point and my mind begins to drift. 

Suddenly, I’m pulled back to reality, by a strange new sensation. Big D’s warm tongue begins to grace the tips of my toes… and it’s soon clear that he’s licking them. I’m a little surprised to say the least. It’s not long before my toes and foot are sucked into his big mouth… It’s a first for me, and I’m not sure how to feel. 

He’s into feet… okay… That’s fine, I guess…

Big D continues for a bit, kissing and licking my toes and the sole of my foot, before he changes leg, and repeats it on the other side. It's a very weird sensation at first, to have my toes in someone's mouth, but the initial awkwardness goes away eventually, and the feeling becomes pleasant enough.

My butt is the last part of me to receive his attention. With my toes still in his mouth, Big D oils me up amply and gets down to business. He strokes and rubs my firm behind with his soft hands, all the while sucking on my toes with increasing tenacity.

It’s not long before his fingers slide up and down the divide of my butt, gracing the edge of my hole. His thumbs poke and prod my ass, moving just inside it once or twice. Big D continues with deep, hard strokes of his fingers, but seems content not to take things any further for now, thorough as he is…

Had it been any other guy, I would probably have a cock buried in me by now. But Big D, it seems, isn’t quite like the rest of them… I can’t tell if that’s good or bad.

Big D slows down, then stops. I feel him move close to me. He speaks in a soft voice;

“Have you ever tried hot-wax-play before, Austin-darling?” D inquires softly. I turn my head and face him.

“No, Max I haven’t… Is it nice?”

“I think we should give it a try… It helps to heighten the sensations”

“Okay…” I nod in agreement. 

I’m not really sure if it’s for me, but I’m not about to ruin his mood by stepping out of line. 

“Good… Just lie still and I’ll do the rest. I’ll start at your shoulders with a few drips, just so you can get a feel for it”

Big D stands up next to the bed. He takes a candle off the nightstand, and moves closer halfway onto the bed, just next to me.

“The first one is soy wax. It’s not a very hot drip. With the oil on your skin you should feel it as a nice, warm sensation”

A hot blob hits the skin of my shoulder. It’s quickly followed by two or three other small drips. 

“Aah!” I whimper, probably more from surprise than actual pain. It was pretty much Big D explained, just a warm sensation, albeit concentrated on a very small area.

A few more drops. A little warmer perhaps, but not as surprising. I notice that he’s able to control the temperature of the melted wax by raising or lowering his hand in relation to me.

Big D moves the trickle of wax down my body. Stopping once in a while to allow me time to take in the sensations. Eventually I feel the first drops hit the skin of my ass.

His hand grabs my butt and moves one cheek to the side. A drip of wax hits the inside of it.

“Aw!” 

“There…” Big D continues to drip the hot wax onto me, playing with the rate of the individual drips and the amount he lets off. Switching between different parts of my skin.

After a lengthy session, he puts down the candle, and selects another.

“The next one is paraffin wax… It will feel a lot hotter - but it’s not going to burn you, darling… Trust me!”

A single red hot drop hits the bare skin of my butt.

“Ah! Aw!” 

“Don’t worry…” He eases me with a touch of his hand.

He continues, but at a much lower rate than before. Each drop hits me like a fiery hail, painful as it impacts… but just as Big D described, with no aftereffect or lingering pain.

It takes some getting used to, but eventually, the sensation changes. The sharp pain dissipates and is replaced by a delicious numbness, as the endorphins kick in. My body feels warm and relaxed. I feel the aromas of the oils linger in my nostrils, its texture on my skin. My senses pool and resonate, interrupted by the seductive pain of each drip of wax. It’s getting me turned on!

“Hah… Mmm…” My own sounds reverberate in my ears.

“Enjoying yourself, Austin-darling..?” Big D inquires in a seductive tone.

“Haah… Yes..! Yes, Max”

I want to…

“Ha-aa”

“Can I…?”

I need to…

“Yes?”

I’m gonna say it…

“Can I… please suck your cock?”

"Are you ready for it?"

“It feels so good… I wanna..!”

“Well I’m not one to refuse an invitation, handsome-boy…” Big D chuckles. 

He gets back up, and I hear him move down to the foot of the bed.

“Get on your back then, Austin… facing me” He instructs.

I comply and quickly get into position, with my head towards him. Big D steps in, just in front of me. His big stomach blocks out most of his sweaty face, but I still catch a glimpse of his eyes as they stare down at me lustfully. 

Big D's sizable member hangs down between his thick legs, seemingly hovering just above my forehead.

“Let's get a little creative…” Big D teases. He grabs a satin scarf of the night stand and begins to fold lengthwise a few times, using his big gut as a shelf.

He places the band of fabric over my eyes, and I instinctively turn my head to the side, as he ties the knot firmly at the back. Then he begins to strap me down, starting with my hands, before quickly moving onto my legs. He’s not a master at it, but it does the trick, and before long, I’m lying spread-eagle across the mattress. I test the soft ropes a little. They aren’t too tight, but still offer enough resistance to keep me pinned down.

There's a moment of silence…

“AAH!”

“Ah!”

Several drops of wax land across my chest, sending me curling inwards out of shock, stopped only by the bonds.

“Ooh, I do like it when you make those sounds, sweetie…” Big D whispers seductively.

“Are you ready?”

I hear him step in front of me. Suddenly, I feel the warm tip of his cock hit the point of my nose and lips.

“Open your mouth, sweetheart” Big D commands softly.

I swallow my spit and wet my lips and mouth, in anticipation of the struggle ahead.

I had hoped I wouldn’t be tied up for this…

I extend my tongue as his shaft glides across my open mouth letting me feel all of him - there’s so much, it’s scary. I noticed his firmness right away. It seems like he needed some long tender foreplay (or foot play) to get the blood flowing. Now he’s finally ready!

Big D retreats back with a slow motion, sliding down my cheek and past the scarf, before returning. As he does he moves himself onto my lips and I open as wide as I can in response.

Oh my god!

“HUrgH!” 

He pushes inside me. I don’t think he hardly moved at all, but his presence is already overwhelming my mouth… I pull on the ropes out of sheer reflex.

Holy shit, I’m gonna choke!

“Hurghh!!”

Big D withdraws and I gasp for air. He pushes back in shortly after, this time way deeper. 

“Hrruugrrg”

“Mmm yeah, It’s big, isn’t it darling..?”

He pushes himself in, a bit further…

“That’s it, handsome… A little more!”

I’m doing absolutely everything in my power to relax my throat, but there’s just so much of him! His fat cock stretches my mouth open and fills my throat to the point where breathing, even through my nose, isn’t an option!

I think I’ve managed only about ⅓ of him, as he pulls back…

Big D eases himself out of my gaping mouth, trailing a flood of drool and spit with it, that streams down my face.

“Ah! Hah-ah… ppfff” I panter for air.

“Just relax, sweetheart - catch your breath”

I do my best to breathe and calm myself, but I’m not allowed to recover much, before the monster invades my mouth once more. 

I'm trying my absolute best to get to grips with the invader, as Big D resumes the wax play…  Drop after drop of scorching hot wax hits my chest, nipples and stomach… going as far as my crotch. All the while Big D keeps himself lodged in me. I can’t do much but try and receive it all as best as I can.

“Mmff-HRuggh!”

“Hrrughh”

“Mmmfff”

“Hhurrrgg!”

Big D pushes in and out of my mouth a few times in a row. Then he pulls out completely. I gasp for air, having held my breath almost for the entire duration of the forced blowjob.

“I’m afraid you’re not doing so well, Austin-darling…” His voice sounds more serious.

“Honestly I'm a little disappointed in you…”

I’m still out of breath as I force an answer out.

“Aah.. S-s-sorry, haah… I’m sorry, Max!”

I can hear him step away. It’s hard to hear what he’s doing over the sound of my own breathing. Something heavy drops to the floor a few feet from the bed.

“Alright darling… I tell you what”

Big D walks over. He removes my blindfold, allowing me an upside down view of him as he moves around the bed. He begins to untie my feet.

“You can start making it up to me right now…” 

He unties my hands, releasing the last of the ropes, then gestures for me to sit up. The dry wax flakes off my chest and stomach as I move to an upright position. I notice several red marks on my chest in the areas where the heat was most intense.

“You see that darling?” 

Big D extends his arm and points to a spot on the floor, just behind me. I turn to look…

“Be a sweetheart Austin, and get on your hands and knees for me… facing that way” 

He gestures in the direction of the door. 

Lying on the floor, I spot a large metal object, about three or four feet in length. As I get up, and move over I’m able to identify what it is. It’s an aluminum pillory with four holes in its frame… Spaces for securing two arms and two legs.

“Get on the floor, Austin”  Big D nudges me from behind with a hand.

I kneel down just in front of the metal device and get into position, with my legs spread apart. A cushion is dropped onto the floor next to me. 

I’m quick to figure out its purpose, and adjust myself accordingly. I place it underneath me and I lie down on top. My chest pushes down against the floor, as I move my arms in between my knees and extend them down towards my ankles. 

The device is moved into position. Big D kneels down and opens the clamps of the pillori. They both look and sound sturdy, as he unfolds the arms of the device, one by one.

He clicks the thick metal bracelet around each of my ankles, then he lifts both of them into place. Big D repeats the process on my wrists, pulling on my arms and extending them to their fullest.

My face and chest press against the floor from the movement, as the metal pillory clamps shut around my limbs. I have to force my ass out all the way, arching my back considerably to stay in the position, without putting too much strain on my shoulders. The pillory incapacitates me completely, and I’m barely able to wriggle my hands and ass, let alone move.

I’m stuck, face down on the floor with my ass in the air, helplessly awaiting Big D’s next move. There’s nowhere to run…

It only takes a moment, then I feel him kneel down, just behind me. Big D's large stomach presses up against me, as he runs the soft palm of his hand over the smooth skin of my ass.

“Very nice, darling…”

His voice has grown more intense.

“I like a freshly shaved boy-pussy…”

The word sounds so foreign, but holds no mystery. I know what he means. His thumb glides across me and begins to prod my hole, massaging it at first, then slowly stretching the outside, as if he's testing the tightness of it.

“Did you stretch it out for me, sweetie?”

“Aah…”

“... Or are you just eager to feel me?”

“Mmm… a bit of both, maybe…” I answer, thinking that’s what he wants to hear.

Big D slaps me across my exposed ass cheek!

“Don’t be coy with me, Austin” He corrects.

“... Did you or didn't you?”

“Ah, yes! I stretched my ass…” I answer speedily.

“Call it ‘my boy-pussy’, Austin...”

“Yes, Max…. I stretched my boy-pussy for you…”

“That’s better, darling… Tell me how you did it…”

“I sat on a butt plug…”

“Was it very large..?”

“Yes… a little”

“Good… I'm glad to hear that, Austin” 

“This time I want you to take it, all the way… is that understood!?”

“Yes, Max!”

“... I'll hold you to your word, darling”

I feel his sweaty lips on me, as he leans down and kisses the skin of my butt cheek.

“Mmm, but first… I want a taste of it”

Big D digs his teeth into my skin and I can't help but flinch, although I have no real chance of escaping him.

Big D breathes deeply as he slowly begins to kiss and lick the skin of my butt. Little by little he works his way down in between the divide of my cheeks, gracing the area around my hole with the tip of his tongue. 

I feel a rush to my stomach as Big D pushes his fat face in between my parted ass cheeks. His thick tongue pries its way inside me as he starts licking me with intensity I've hardly felt before. He's insatiable!

I begin to breathe heavily in between soft moans, as the initial awkwardness of his blunt treatment fades away, and I have no choice but to surrender myself to the sensation.

Big D continues to eat my ass, keeping his face pushed up hard against me, sending his greedy tongue sliding further and further inside me.

“Mmmh…”

“Yeah..? You like it when I eat you out, sweetheart?”

“Mmm, yes Max! Ah!”

“Yes! Yes!” 

Big D rims my hole with a few more deep passes of his tongue. Then he pulls back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He steps away for a moment and returns with a clear bottle - lube I’m guessing… or rather, I'm hoping!

He begins to massage my hole with his thumb. It pushes in a few times… then he sort of pries my hole open, pulling his finger to one side.

Big D squeezes the bottle hard sending a stream of lube shooting down filling up the cavity created by his thumb. He coats both the inside and outside of my ass with a large amount. 

I feel the slick liquid as it runs down my taint and balls, dripping down my caged cock before it pools on the floor below me.

“I think we're just about ready, sweetie… don't forget your promise”

I try to turn my head in his direction. Big D’s hand slides up the length of my back.

“I'm not gagging you pretty-boy… I wanna hear your whimpering when I go in” 

I try to adjust my position on the floor. I'm nervous.

“... But no screaming, darling… keep it nice and romantic!”

“Yes, Max” I answer in a low voice.

“But… please… please go slow, okay..? you're so big!”

He doesn’t respond to the last bit, and I realize just how much of my comfort now depends on Big D’s benign nature… I’m hoping to god it wasn’t all an act.

His massive shaft moves in between my legs, sliding up and down the outside of my ass. I have no choice but to hope for the best, as he takes hold of himself and I feel him guide the tip of the monster in towards my entrance. I feel a push… okay so far 

The sides of my hole give way, as best they can, as he slowly moves more and more of himself inside.

“Haa!” 

I whimper as the first couple of inches move past my sphincter and slide in. I remember Big D’s instructions and bite my lip, before more cries escape my mouth. 

4 inches, maybe?

“That's it pretty-boy… let it in… all the way in”

It takes all of my focus to breathe normally and relax

For fuck sake relax! 

Don’t clinch!

“Get ready for the push…” Big D warns. He sounds almost as focused as me…

The sea of lube is the only thing that is saving me… Even with my preparations, it feels almost futile.

“Aw.. AW! AH!!”

“Don’t scream… or I might as well just ram it in!” Big D scolds me.

“No! Ah… Please… I won’t…”

“Ahh! But please, gently…”

Big D takes a little pity on me, and pulls back a bit… But he stays well inside me. A moment later and he reapplies pressure, forcing himself in even further...

I bite down hard on the pillow, as he drives his cock in. 

7 inches?

“Mmmm-hh! … Nnngghh! ... Mmm!”

“Aah, yeah… make those sweet sounds for me, darling!”

“Hah… hah… Mmmm!”

8 inches?

9..!?

Is it almost in!?

FUCK!

“Ah-MMm!”

The last bit of him is pushed in. It’s stretching me every which way, but all l I can do is lie there and take it.

“That’s it my darling, all the waaay in…”

Big D sounds pleased. I feel another squirt of the lube bottle, but the sensation is almost dulled out by the pain of having him in me. Tears are running down my cheeks as he starts to move in and out of me. 

“Such a tight boy-pussy you have, Austin!”

“Does it feel nice to have me stretch it out some more for you?”

I don’t know what to do, except play along and mirror his words…

“Hah!”

“Yes… Ah!”

“I love it… Aw! Fuck my boy-pussy, Max!”

“Yeah?” He sounds pleased. 

“ YES! It feels… Mmhm! … It feels so good!” 

He probably knows that he’s hurting me… but he also knows that he can hurt me a lot more, should he feel so inclined. I have no choice but to follow and give him what he’s after…

Big D keeps up a slow steady pace, as he fucks my ass. By now, his cock feels rock hard! BDSM might not exactly have been his cup of tea, but fucking me like this, sure got his juices flowing all the same…

FUCK! How is he so big!

After a series of gentler, yet insisting pushes of his cock, Big D seems confident that he has loosen me up sufficiently. 

He pulls out slowly… then adjusts himself. From a standing position, Big D squats down over me with his thick legs on either side, straddling my butt. His heavy frame rests against my hip and back, adding to the strain of the position. I'm locked in place…  

With his hand he guides himself in. The head of the girthy monster pushes in once more, this time with little resistance. As soon as he's in, Big D resumes fucking me, driving his cock all the way in, in the second or third push.

“MMmmmhh!!”

FUCK!! Oh god!!

It isn’t very long before he starts ramping up his movements, thrusting in and out of me with an increased intensity, going all the way inside me with every excruciating thrust. I try my best to keep up, but the pain is unreal. All I can do is lie there and take it… I moan and cry under my breath, fearful that crying out loud will only make it worse!

Big D continues like this for a while, but he doesn’t fuck me to a finish… After what feels like an eternity, he stops. When he finally pulls out of me, my ass feels like it's been turned inside out. 

He steps away, leaving me gasping and sobbing on the floor. My gaping asshole throbs and stings from the stress and pain. The cushion below me feels soaking wet from my tears and drool… and I’ve bitten down so hard on it, that I’ve almost chewed through the fabric in some places. I barely sense what is going on, when Big D begins to unlock my hands from the pillory. 

My body slides forward by itself, as my back uncurls from its awkward arch. Big D quickly moves on top of me, pinning me against the floor. Before I can react or protest, my arms are pulled behind my back... A pair of handcuffs lock around each of my wrists catching them behind the small of my back. 

Confident that I’m not going anywhere Big D stands up. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch him remove a spreader bar, with two ankle cuff attachments, from its fixture on the wall. He returns shortly after, holding the new implement in his hands. I feel a pinch on my skin as the metal clamps are unlocked from my feet, and are soon replaced by others. Big D fastens my ankles to each end of the spreader bar with sturdy leather cuffs. He removes the pillory, pushing it to the side.

I lie on my stomach, feeling almost as helpless as before, when my head is suddenly jolted back, and a red rubber ball is shoved in my mouth. Then the ends of the ball gag are pulled tight and strapped behind my head.

Using the metal rod between my legs as leverage, Big D flips me over onto my back. It’s very sudden, and I have no choice but to follow the movement as best I can. As I’m flipped onto my back, I have to push my wrist to the side to avoid lying on top of the uncomfortable metal cuffs.

But he’s not done yet…

I watch him from the floor, as he begins to lower the hook and cable down, before attaching it to the sturdy rod of the spreader bar. Moments later the low buzzing sound of the winch fills the room, and I am slowly hoisted into the air. My legs and back are stretched out, as the sturdy cable slowly pulls me towards the ceiling, inverting me in the process.

My head is spinning, as I lose the last bit of contact with the slick floor, and continue upward, handcuffed and gagged, with my feet pointed straight up. When my head is dangling a few feet off the ground, roughly the height of his crotch… Big D stops the winch. 

My upturned field of vision leaves me a little disorientated. And I’m still adjusting, when I notice Big D’s feet close the distance between us. They come to a halt just in front of me. 

I dangle only a few inches from him and stare directly into his hairy crotch, unable to turn or move away. 

I feel his hands on me as he begins to fondle me in between my legs…  The disorientation and unfamiliarity of my position makes me nervous of what he might be planning… but, I calm down a little as it becomes clear what he’s after.

I strain my head upwards and catch a glimpse of him. Big D holds two metal bits against the base of my chastity cage as he fiddles… He’s picking the lock!

A while back, I had briefly thought about picking the lock myself. I even got as far as watching instructional videos on how to do it… But there was always the chance of accidentally scratching the lock, and in the end, I grew too afraid to actually give it a try. The fear of what they would do if they ever found out, was just too great…

It only takes Big D a couple of tries… I hear the distinct metallic click, as the lock pops open, and shortly after the confining metal structure slides off me. I'm honestly a little impressed…

Big D gathers up the items and throws them on the bed. 

“There we go… free as a bird” He chuckles, as his hand moves onto me and begins to fondle my cock, jerking it back and forth a few times before letting go. 

“We can't let other's spoil our fun now can we Austin-darling”

Big D bends down and picks up something, just outside of my view.

A foreign metal object is dangled down in front of me… Big D passes the shiny piece in front of my eyes, allowing me a good look at it. It’s about an inch and half thick with a chrome-like surface. The end of the object is blunted, and the whole thing is bent into a sort of u-shape.  It only takes me a few seconds to recognise what I’m looking at… I’ve seen it before, in porn. It’s an anal hook!

My eyes follow him nervously as Big D moves around behind me.

Two fat fingers slowly move in between my legs and down into the divide of my butt. I feel my ass being lubed up, then the excess is applied to the surface of the toy. 

“Mmff!”

I gasp as the cool metal toy is bluntly inserted in my ass and begins to slide inside me. It hurts, but the hook moves in without much effort, having had the way broadened for it considerably. The hook settles inside me, stopping just at my tailbone.

Big D takes hold of my wrists by the chain of the handcuffs. He tugs on them with some force and I sense that he’s tying the chain to the end of the hook. I soon realize what it means… The move fixes the two together, meaning that any big movement of my hands or arms in turn pulls uncomfortably on the hook in my ass, rendering me even more helplessly trapped.

Big D's hands travel up and down my toned ass and thighs, gliding onto my hips. He walks in front of me, running the tips of his fingers across my skin. He stops right up close to me. His thick member presses up against me, hard and throbbing, touching the side of my face and gagged mouth. I feel his lips on my stomach and the area around my crotch, as he resumes playing with me.

It's not long before I feel his lips on my dick. Big D opens his mouth as he begins to suck on my cock and balls. He ramps up his efforts, sucking me off with increasing tenacity, and it's not long before I feel myself grow hard from his treatment.

Big D sucks me all the way into his mouth fitting all of me without a problem. His loud slobbering noises fill the room, as his hand moves up the small of my back. My ass is squeezed and slapped hard. Then the hand follows the chain of the handcuffs, up to the hook, and grabs on. I make a series of loud grunts as Big D begins to fuck me with the toy, moving it in and out, as much as the handcuffs allow.

Then my gag is pulled from my mouth… 

I have no time to prepare, before Big D shoves himself inside. His other hand lands on the back of my head and guides me further in towards him. His big gut slams against me, as he thrusts himself forward the last bit. All the way in, this time!

I grunt and gag, as Big D subjects me to an intense three pronged attack, fucking my ass and mouth, while he continues to suck me off harder and harder, with no relief in sight! I toss and turn desperately as I run out of air, but I am completely at his mercy...  

He continues until I’m almost in a full panic, before he pulls back, giving me only just enough time for one frantic breath… Then he forces himself right back in!

Big D deepthroats me hard now. With every other push, he crams the entire length of his cock down my throat, to a point where I’m afraid I might pass out!

Finally, he is unable to contain himself anymore… Big D’s breathing intensifies, as he rams himself all the way to the back of my throat, four or five times in a row, and explodes all over my face and mouth, covering me in his thick hot load.

I gasp for air as he runs his fingers through my wet hair and takes hold. He holds me as he forces me to lick up every last drop of cum off his shaft, guiding my head with his hand. Satisfied, he places the ball-gag back in my mouth.

My face is dripping from sweat and cum, as Big D steps away.

“Not bad, Austin sweetheart… you managed alright in the end” He chuckles, wiping his face with a tissue.

I watch him, half conscious from my overturned position, as Big D walks over to the winch and proceeds to lower me down. He lowers me only about half way, stopping just as my shoulders and upper back touch the floor. Then he walks over to the small coffee table next to the daybed, finds a piece of paper and pen, and scribbles down something.

I’m almost void of thought, having been thoroughly overwhelmed by the intense session. I haven’t even heard him approach, when Big D’s hands suddenly come up from behind and take hold of my cock. It doesn’t take long before I’m rock hard again, as he begins to jerk me off vigorously. I’m crying and begging for it through the gag, when Big D applies the finishing move, sending me streaming down all over my chest, face and mouth. I moan and cry as he milks every last drop out of me. Then he wipes his hand on my leg in a nonchalant fashion, turns and looks down at me.

“Sounds like you enjoyed that last bit darling…”

“Mmm” I grunt through the gag.

“I'm guessing Alan doesn't let you cum that often..?”

I watch him, my eyes half closed and stinging, as Big D attaches the note to the spreader bar. It hangs down just above me, but from my awkward position, it’s just out of my view…

“You know I probably should put you back in your cage… but let's not…” I send him a puzzled look. 

He continues.

“You see darling, but I haven't been completely honest with you tonight…”

I stare up at him.

“You see I wasn't just after a good time… I also wanted to send Alan a message… that I messed with his precious toy”

Oh no…

“I want him to know that I had all of you… you know” He winks and grins.

“O, 'uck!”

“I do hope it won't get you in too much trouble, sweetheart… but knowing him, well… 

Fuck!

“... I truly am sorry” Big D chuckles…

My naked cock hands flaccidly between my legs, I’m covered in my own cum from the crotch up… I realize just how much trouble I'm in. 

I’m not allowed to cum…

No one is allowed to make me cum… Not unless Daddy lets me!

I stare at Big D as he gathers his things and begins to get dressed.

And I was begging him for it…

 

Before long, Big D stands in front of me, fully clothed.

“Well I'm off, my darling!” 

I stare at him anxiously.

“... it’s been lovely and all… But I’m not one for sleepovers”

“Mmff! Pweeafff!” I beg. But he just continues…

“... Boyfriend experience or not, I’m not looking for a relationship…  one date will do… even if you are quite the prize” He winks at me.

“Mmmff!”

“... Oh, and be a darling and tell Alan not to try and cheat me at cards, ever again!” 

“Mmhmmfff!”

Big D walks towards the door.

The note… What does it say!?

I toss and turn, trying to find an angle. From my awkward position I manage just barely to make out the message. It reads;

Sorry Daddy, I’ve been a cheating whore

The lights are turned off…

I catch a glimpse of a large silhouette, as it steps out into the hallway. The dim light hits my naked figure, but fades away just as quickly, as he closes the door behind him.

I'm left alone in the dark.

Tied up and disgusting… 

Awaiting my judgment…

…