* S- 25
* Marcos - 26
* Theo- 26
The rest of the day went by rather smoothly. True to his word, Theo passed out and had yet to wake up. After I cleaned up and got dressed I threw a blanket over him and reopened the store. There were only a few customers for the last few hours before closing. Some were regulars coming to get some special order plants, others were tourists on a little adventure through the city. It was quiet and peaceful and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t feel overwhelmed and crushed by the stress of my work. I was… excited? Relieved? Eager? Choose whatever word worked but at the end of the day I felt lighter.
When the text from Marcos finally came that he was headed home from work I practically jumped out of my chair. I was so excited for my Master to be home. I began the closing up procedure for the store, I knew it would take about the time it would for him to get home. I was just closing up the register when I heard the key to the back door jingling and the lock unlatch. I was about to turn around to see him when I felt his arms wrap around my waist. One hand sneakily slipped under my overalls to cradle my cage.
“How was my pet today,” he whispered into my ear. I let out a small moan as he played with the cage and gave me the smallest bit of contact.
“I was good Daddy, I followed all your orders and worked until you were heading home.”
“Good boy,” he spun me around and pulled me up into his arms. Our lips pressed together and I moaned at the feeling of his body pressed up against mine. Our hands wandered up and down each others bodies as we became a chorus of pants and sighs that came out in between deep rough kisses. I felt his hands unhook my overalls and before I knew it they were gathered around my waist. He pulled me to my feet and they fell to the floor. He ordered me to remove my shoes and socks and before I knew it was naked in my store. He gave me a once over circling around me like prey stalking an animal. Occasionally a hand would reach out and caress somewhere on my body. I relished every single point of contact. Eventually he riffled through his pocket and pulled out the pink collar that he had gifted me yesterday and wrapped it around my neck.
“Don’t forget it, it has my phone number on it, if you try to go slut yourself around town without my permission they will be able to call me and check if my pets misbehaving,” gave me a little wink and tugged on it once. I felt my cock throb in the cage responding to the way he talked about me like he owned me. He pulled me close again and kissed me before speaking up once more.
“You look so perfect like this, for the rest of the day, this is all you are allowed to wear. Understand?”
“Yes Daddy, even though your friends will be here helping you move?” I asked sheepishly.
“Oh, especially because my friends will be here. Don’t you think they should meet their friend’s new pet? Maybe get to play with it a little?” He squeezed my ass once with those final words and I felt my face grow red.
“Of course Daddy, they should get to play with me if they want to. It’s what I’m here for.”
“Good boy, yes you are. You are accepting your place so well. Now come along, we have to get things cleaned up for when my friends arrive. We’ll need to make space for some of my stuff.” He tapped me on the ass one time and I began following him. He pushed open the door to the office and found Theo still sleeping there. He tried to shake his shoulders once to wake him up but Theo merely grumbled and rolled over.
“What a shame, I guess he doesn’t want to have some fun with my pet again.” This seemed to work and Theo jumped up.
“What? No. Yes I do.” Theo said hurriedly and a little desperately.
“I don’t know if you do, prove it. Why should I let you?” I watched in awe as Theo and Marcos locked eyes. Theo glanced at me, he had gotten a taste and he wanted more.
“Whatever you would want me to do, please just let me have some fun with him again.” He pleaded. Marcos glanced over at me and gave me a small wink. Watching my master dominate someone else made my body go warm. It felt hypnotizing, it made me want to obey him even more.
“Pet, step forward.” I followed his command and stood next to him. He turned to Theo and merely pointed at the floor. Theo blushed and sank to his knees. “If you want to have fun with my pet again, you need to lick his caged cock and get him all nice and clean. He’s been leaking all day.” I looked at him and surprise and before I could say anything I felt a tongue wrap around the tip of my cage, its agile tip rubbing against my cock. I gasped and grabbed Marcos shoulder for support as Theo shuffled forward and set to work. His lips, his tongue, his hands rubbing against my locked away manhood. It felt so tantalizing and overwhelming all at the same time. I felt my cock throb with each touch, trying to break free. Marcos moved to sit in the chair and watched intently as his best friend serviced his caged pet. That’s how desperate his friend was to get another taste, he would service a locked up sub to get it. The more he worked, the closer I began to feel. My hand laced into his hair and clenched. I did it out of pure instinct because of all the sensations but I was pleased to hear a small moan from Theo.
“Daddy I feel like I’m gonna cum,”
“Oh wow, Theo’s that good? I’ll make note of that.” His hand slipped into his pants as he said these words and my mouth began to water thinking about his cock. I wanted another taste. “You may cum pet. While you do, I want you to listen to my words, understand?”
“Yes Daddy, I will listen.” I moaned out as my mouth fell open, the pleasure of Theo’s actions bringing me closer and closer and closer.
“From now on, you are only to refer to yourself by one term when we are not in public. You are referring to yourself as ‘it.’ If I ask you ‘Has it been a good boy for me today?’ What would you say in response?”
“It has been, it has been a good boy.” I cried out, my body tensing up as release came tantalizing close. The hill that was cumming was so much easier to climb when I could touch myself directly.
“Good boy, it is such a good boy. This includes when we are around my friends. You do not hide who you are around them and I will make sure they know the proper way to refer to you. Will it agree to all of these terms?” He had pulled his cock out by now and was lazily stroking it while he watched me fall apart.
“It does, it does. It is just It now,” he chuckled at my response.
“Very good. Soon it will only think of itself as it. No more he, or him, or S. Just… it. A thing that belongs to me. Listens to me. Follows my commands.” I finally came, cum dribbled out of my cage into Theo’s waiting mouth. His tongue was out and caught every drop as it felt pathetically from my caged cock. His words sounded so commanding and controlling but also so… loving? Sweet? Caring? It couldn’t put a word to it but it knew that Marcos was still the loving, caring, protective individual who it had met a couple days ago.
When I was finally finished my legs shook underneath me and Theo caught me as her rose to his feet.
“You tasted amazing,” he said, lust filling his every word. He gave me a small kiss as Marcos rose to his feet and came to join us.
“It did so good for us, let’s head upstairs, it’s time for its next bit of training today.” He slapped my ass gently and pushed for me to move forward, “you didn’t do half bad either. You’ve earned some more one on one time with my pet.” I blushed as they spoke about me as if I wasn’t listening or wasn’t there. When we finally made it to my apartment Marcos wrapped an arm around my waist and began to kiss my neck. I get his cock rubbing against my ass through his pants. In that moment, the only thing on my brain was an intense desire for it to be deep inside of me. I wanted to feel every inch filling me up and stretching me out. I was about to speak when Theo’s lips found mine and I felt another body press up against my front. When we finally broke our kiss I let my head fall back as his lips joined Marcos in marking my skin.
“Is this a normal thing for friends to do together?” I moaned out, overwhelmed by all the feelings and sensations overtaking me.
“It is for my friends, they all want a taste of you,” Marcus answered in between bites to my neck. “What does it think of that? Does it want all of my friends to come and have some fun with you?”
“Yes Daddy, It does, It wants to show you what It can do for you. It wants to earn the honor of worshiping your cock some more.” I cried out as a hand slid down to play with my hole. The finger carefully pressed against my entrance, testing it to see if I wanted more. I whined and pressed backwards. To my frustration the hand retreated as I tried to push it into me.
“It’s such a good boy, It knows It’s place. If It does a good job tonight I will shave a whole day off the waiting time before you get to have funny with Daddy’s cock. How does that sound?” I bit my lip and tried to press farther back, but I still managed to let out some sort of response.
“It will do good. It will do a good job. It will earn your cock Daddy. It needs to show it deserves it.” With that Marcos stepped back. Theo did too, still following Marcos’ lead.
“Ok per, I want you to get on your knees on the couch and hold you hands behind your back. Theo and I will be right back with some presents for you.”
“Ok Daddy, I can’t wait.” I eagerly got into position on the couch, my knees slightly spread apart, my ass sitting on my feet and my arms perfect assembled behind my back.
“Close your eyes, I want it to be a surprise!” I immediately complied and sat there eagerly. Listening to myself breathe and the sounds of riffling and quiet whispers from my- no… his bedroom. It was his now. A few seconds later I heard footsteps and then they stopped right in front of me.
“Open your mouth.” I eagerly did so only to be met by the sound and then sensation of someone spitting on me. A second one followed from someone else. I felt a warmth fill my belly as both landed on my face and in my mouth. They were only teaching me my place, this was only proper.
“Good boy, obeyed without hesitation. Now hold still while your Daddies get you all set up.” Marcos commanded, I relished in his praise and approval.
“Yes Daddy.” I sat there, and felt something cold and leathery get wrapped around my neck, it was attached to something that fell down my back, my skin tingling at the cold touch. Pairs of hands moved between latching whatever this was around my throat to moving my wrists into the proper position, to latching them in. They were so efficient that within a few seconds I found myself with a new collar attached to arm strap on my back that forced me to hold my arms in position. If I failed to do so, the whole contraption tugged at my throat and gave me a small choking feeling (which I kinda enjoyed). A second later something was slipped over my head and settled over my eyes. I opened them and found I was blindfolded and could only see darkness. Something rubbery and silicon pressed against my lips, I happily opened the demand for entrance and found a ball like shape was pressed in between my lips. I felt a strap press against either side of my cheek and then it secure at the back of my head. A ball gag. I’ve always wanted to try one.
“Almost ready pet, just two final pieces. Before I put them on. Test if you can snap.” I snapped once and felt a hand run through my hair. “Good boy” was gently whispered in my ear.
“If you need things to stop I want you to snap. Snap as many times as you like so you get our attention. Got that?” I tried to say a response but all that came out was a muffle ‘yes daddy.’ He seemed satisfied because he kept moving forward. I felt some press against both sides of my head and slowly slide down until they covered my ears. Suddenly. It was silent. I heard super muffled voices talking back and forth with each other but not a single word was legible. One of the earmuffs was lifted up.
“Repeat what we said.” A voice commander. I desperately tried to response but only gibberish came out.
“Did you hear anything?” A second voice asked. I shook my head quickly.
“Very good.” Then the earmuff fell back into place and there was silence once more. I sat there, listening, waiting, feeling the occasional fingertip run across my skin. Every time one ran across me I felt sparks and a rush of hope that something more would happen. Finally, I felt a hand run along my lower back, slowly pushing farther down until it was slowly pressing again my hole. I gasped a little and arched my back, enjoying the sliver of pressure it provided. The finger retreated and I whined only for it return a second later, this time slick with something. It pressed into me and I let out a deep moan. Finally something was inside me. It’s cold metal pressed into me slowly stretching me further and further until it suddenly got thinner. My hole clamped down and I moaned around the gag in my mouth as it settled into me. Once it was finally in place I sighed in pleasure at all the different feelings I was feeling (and not feeling) all at once. My eyes and ears covered starving me of my sight and hearing, the gag robbing me of my voice, the restraints taking my ability to move and touch. All of it keeping me in this position on display and free to touch for anybody who wanted to do so. I felt one of the headphone get lifted up and I heard the voice of my Daddy in my ear.
“Ok pet, my friends are almost here with my stuff. It is going to be a good boy and sit here the whole time and if any of my friends want to play with you or touch you, they can. I’ll let them know that all of your bonds and toys and gear has to stay on but they touch my pet all they want. Remember, you do a good job for them and you are one day closer to enjoying Daddy’s cock.” He dropped the headphone back into place before I could respond and I found myself once again robbed of my senses. I sat there for what felt like hours but was probably just minutes. I felt so vulnerable and exposed, but that somehow turned me on even more. They could do whatever they wanted to me, as long as it was allowed by Daddy, and I would just have to accept it. No, I wanted to accept it.
Eventually, I heard the clamor of footsteps and the sound of boxes sliding across hardwood and carpet. I shuffled in anticipation. I felt like I could hear at least five distinct footsteps in the room. Five different, two I already knew, three I did not. After a minute or two of things being shuffled around I realized the footsteps had stopped. Then I felt a hand touch my chin and lift it up. I gasped slightly as the soft skin rubbed across my chin and then the gentle pad of a thumb ran across my lips. A second hand reached under and cradle my caged cock and I groaned in delight at the touch. I heard muffled voices but couldn’t make any of them out. A third hand pressed against the metal plug in my ass and I let out a muffled groan at the sensation of my hole being teased and toyed with. Soon more hands were running across my body. I felt like I was being overwhelmed by the sheer number of sensations being added to my body but at the same time it made me feel incredible. Each touch sent shivers down my spine and into my dick which desperately strained against the cage, no doubt leaking a storm onto my couch.
After a few minutes of sensory torture, the hands stopped and disappeared. I was left to breathe and recover from the experience. I listened to feet occasionally shuffle by, usually accompanied by a hand touching somewhere on my body. Eventually the trips back and forth slowed down. I heard a door slam in the distance and felt the gentle rock of someone sitting down on the couch near me. Then another. I heard a chair scoot up and a couple more bodies take their place on the couch. They were all here, I could feel them close and heard them speaking. But what were they doing. I imagined them talking about me, looking me over like I was property to be bought and sold. I imagined what Marcos was saying about me. Was he telling them all that I have done already? Or was he talking about me like I was his plaything he was training.
I felt someone get off the couch and felt my body perk up. Where was he going? I vaguely heard him step closer and then stop, and all I could do was wait eagerly for what was to come next. Then, I felt something warm splash across my face. It was followed by a second and a third and a fourth splash of something warm. It dropped down my face and I eventually felt some slip into my mouth around the edge of the cage and realized what it was. Someone had just came across my face. I felt that familiar pit of warmth bubble in my stomach. I felt humiliated, I felt marked, I felt like I was just put in my place, and…. And I loved it. As the person in front of me took his place back on the couch another one immediately took its place. Wait, no two did. I felt my body lean forwards wanting to get closer to what was about to come. Then it did. Two loads joined the other one already coating my face. I basked in the feeling. As I sat there relishing in the feeling of being dominated and controlled, a fourth release coated my face. Only a minute or two later the fifth came.
When the final one landed on my face I felt my brain go somewhere else. I was in pure bliss. This was what I was meant to be doing, where I was meant to be, who I was meant to be. The bodies around me all settled back into their spots. I sat there, my body somewhere between heavenly bliss and sore because of the constant position I was trapped in. I vaguely heard a tv playing in the background and I realized the group was sitting and enjoying a show or a movie while I sat on display covered in their cum. It was like I wasn’t even there, an after thought, a thing to be ignored unless it was in use.
After what was surely an hour I heard movement. Five pairs of footsteps left the room, only one returned. It slowly approached me, and I waited in eager anticipation for any touch. Finally it came and the headphones were slowly removed. Then the blindfold. Then the gag. My senses were returned to me and I could finally see Marcos once again. He caressed my face gently, slowly pushing the cum that covered it into my mouth. Once I was clean he undid my bindings and let me free.
“It did such a good job, it’s such an obedient pet.”
“Thank you Daddy, it wanted to make you proud.”
“Oh did you,” he said gently kissing me once, “Does it want to see its Masters room? It’s all setup the way he likes it to be.” My face flushed as I eagerly nodded. That was once my room, but now, it belonged to Marcos. I was curious how much would have been changed. He grabbed my hand and carefully led me into the room. Around half of the room had been changed. My decorations and plants and much of the stuff on display remained the same but it was like Marcos had added to things and made himself a part of those aspects of the space. New pieces of art, new things on shelves, a new plant I didn’t recognize. The closet was now mostly filled with his clothes placed alongside my own. The biggest change was too the layout of the room. My bed, no his bed, was in a new spot. The blankets and pillow cases were no longer the ones I usually had on the bed. Those instead were on a small twin mattress on the floor next to the bed. A collar and chain were attached to one of the bed posts. I blushed as I recognized that that was my bed. The idea of being chained up on a small bed on the floor while he enjoyed the giant bed that was once mine made my face flush. Other things had been moved around and changed to fit Marcos more organized style. Ultimately, it did not feel like he had erased me from the space. Much of it was still how I had it and the things that were changed were not removed or destroyed, just altered. It was like he had marked his territory in the room and made it clear who it belonged to now. The fact that I was still visible in the space was both endearing, because it made me feel like I mattered and was still a part of it, but also made it clear who was in charge now. This room had once been mine. It no longer was.
“How does it look?”
“It love it Daddy, thank you for taking over the space,” I answered gleefully wrapping my arms around him and burying my face in his chest.
“I’m glad It loves it. All of the stuff It once owned will still be here, It will just no longer in charge of where they will be. There is a lot I’m gonna reorganize and fix around this apartment to make sure all of the new things I own are setup the way I like.” His words sunk in, everything was his now. Everything belonged to him. I thought for a second that it might cause panic in me but I strangely felt relief. It meant that all of the problems and anxieties and stressors and concerns that came with them and everything else in my life, were his. My only concerns now were to obey him and make him happy. That felt so freeing to internalize. That was my only job now.
“I have a surprise for you pet,” he slowly broke our hug and turned to grab something off the bed. “Here you go.” He placed in my hands a black crop top, a black skirt, and black knee socks.
“My outfit?” Did this mean I had made him proud.
“Yes, It did so good today for my friends. They all want to come back and have some more fun with It. So I think It earned back its uniform. You will wear it all times, unless I say otherwise or take it away again.” I nodded eagerly in understanding and threw the ensemble together. Once it was on I turned to look at Marcos who, to my surprise had stripped down and was now naked. He smiled and gave me a kiss and a firm grab to my ass.
“It looks gorgeous in this outfit. Now come, it’s time for bed.” He grabbed my hand and led me over to the bed. I stood there for a second unsure of what to do. Did he want me in the big bed with him or on my bed on the floor.
“Where would you like It to go Master?”
“Where do you think It belongs?” He asked back, his voice washing over me. I knew where it belonged. I slowly sank onto my bed. As I sat there I felt a collar wrap around my neck and click into place.
“This is Its bed now. If It obeys it sleeps on the big bed. If It misbehaves, It sleeps on Its bed on the floor. It is still being punished for this morning, so tonight It’s on the floor. Understand.”
“Yes Master,” I answered quietly while nodding my head. He pulled me in for a gentle kiss and settled into his bed, I did the same. My blankets wrapping around me and keeping me warm. I thought I would feel embarrassed to be on the floor in what used to be my room, which it was (but I also liked that?), but I also felt an intense desire to obey and make him proud. I wanted to earn my spot in his bed every single day. Realizing that only cemented something that had been slowly falling into place in my brain. This is what I wanted to be for as long as Marcos would have me. I was meant to serve. It made my life easier, less stressful, and it gave me purpose. This is who I was now, and I could not be happier.
