As I opened my eyes I suddenly registered the feeling of something warm and wet against my hole. I let out a small moan as it pressed into me and then retracted. I tilted my head back to see Marcos looking up at me as his mouth was buried deep in my ass. I tried to shift and move my hands at all, but found both of them were handcuffed to the bed near where my collars chain began. I shifted and moans as he continued his work.
“Daddy, this feels so good. Oh fuck, please, more.” He seemed to respond to that and ran the tip of his tongue along the rim. It made my cock throb in the cage and a gasp of air leave my lungs.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhhh,” I moaned out as he continued to toy with my hole. And then suddenly… it stopped. I felt his chest press against my back and his cock slide along the crack of my ass, grazing my hole as it did.
“Good morning baby, how did it enjoy its wake up call?” His voice was rough and gravely, the way one sounds when they first wake up. It made him sound so sexy and I pushed back against his grinding to feel more of his meaty length on me.
“Yes daddy, it was amazing. It loved how that felt, it didn’t want it to stop.”
“Oh yeah? It wanted me to keep destroying its hole with my tongue?” He emphasized his words with by rubbing against my hole with his cock slower and harder with each word. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as it pressed in slightly and then slipped out. I whined, desperate to have it back in him and deeper this time.
“It did, it did. Please it wants your cock Daddy.”
“No yet baby,” he said kissing my neck, “you still have four more days before you get to experience it fully. For now, you just get teased and tested and when I’m not doing than you are serving as my cock holster and cleaner. Sound good?” I frowned but would do anything to make him happy.
“Yes Daddy, it will do anything for you.” I moaned as he continued his grinding.
“Good boy, now hold still, I have been hard for an hour while I played with your ass and I’m close.” He continued to grind against my ass, my caged dick rubbing against the mattress each time he rub his length along my home. It felt like heaven and torture at the same time, so much pleasure but release so far away. After a few minute she began to speed up his movements until finally I felt one of his hands grabbed hair as he moaned and spasmed. Warm liquid landed on my back and when he was done he released my hair and flopped down on top of me. He kissed my neck, leaving little bite marks occasionally like he was marking his territory.
After a few minutes of this he began to rise and he unhooked the chain from my collar and released my hands. He rose to his feet and helped me up as I was a bit jelly legged. Wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me in close for a kiss.
“I feel like it’s cliche and tacky to say it this early but god do I think I love you.” He said softly as he caressed my cheek. I felt a strange mix of butterflies and warmth in my stomach as he said those words.
“I think so too.” S said honestly as he cuddled in closer. Enjoying the feeling of his naked boyfriend’s skin against his.
“Come on baby, let’s get showered and get started for the day. First day running the business together.” He led me to the bathroom attached to his room and got the water running. I smiled as he helped me out of my final articles of clothing, my crop top and socks, the rest I assumed had been lost while Marcos had his fun with me while I slept. I thought it was just going to be showering but then Marcos pushed in along side me and we both squished into the small shower. I felt his flaccid, but still sizeable cock, pressed against my cage and bit my lip at the slight touch.
“I love seeing you caged and collared. I never want to see either of those things off you, ever, not even for a single second.”
“It will never take them off, it loves its marks of ownership by its Master.”
“Oh fuck marks of ownership,” Marcos voice came out so gravelly and course as he lifted me into his arms. Water cascaded down our bodies as he kissed along the edge of the collar. “There’s so many marks I wanna make on you. Some I never want to fade or go away, just remain forever.”
“Like what Daddy,” I moaned out as left a love bite on my chest.
“I want to tattoo Property of Marcos across your chest. I want to tattoo a little lock on your neck so everyone knows what you are. I want to tattoo right here,” he ran his hand across my shaved bare pubes, right above my cage “caged boy. I want to add another tattoo line to your ass every single time you service another man for me. I want your body to tell the story of your service to me.”
My head felt so foggy as I absorbed his words. I wanted them all to happen but it felt so quick. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him slowly.
“Daddy, can I be serious for a second.”
“Why yes of course baby.” He seemed a little concerned for a second like he was second guessing himself, but that emotion vanished as he tried to reinforce his dominant position.
“All of those things sound incredible, one day. As you cement your ownership over me. I’d love to be marked by you in such a permanent way that looking at my self in the mirror, all I will see are reminders of what I am. But for now, let’s start small. We could do one of them on the same day I get to experience your cock properly, your choice which one.”
Marcos leaned and kissed me again.
“It’s a deal. In four days you’ll get to feel your Daddy’s cock and I get to mark you permanently as mine. I think that’s very fair.” I nodded in agreement, and continued to kiss him until
I felt something press against my hole. I gasped a little, two of his fingers slid inside no problem.
“Thank you for being honest, but I’m afraid you disobeyed me and you are going to have to being punished. “ I moaned into his arms as he continued to stretch me out and fuck me with his fingers. I thought he might be preparing to fuck me but then I suddenly felt us moving out of the shower. I tried to wrap my arms and legs tighter around him but he released his grip around my waist and slipped off him landing on the counter a few inches below. The cold countertop pressed against my wet ass and thighs and I desperately tried to grab him for warmth but he pressed hand to my chest keeping me back and pressed against the mirror. His other hand returned to my hole and began pressing inwards, stretching me out. I gripped the countertop and let small moms trickle out as he stretched me out. Part of me hoped he was going to use his cock. I could see it pressing against my thigh as he set to work on my ass. But that would be a reward, not a punishment.
As if on queue the hand on my best removed itself and opened a drawer nearby. Seconds later it pulled back into view brandishing a pink silicon plug. I recognized the style, it was for long term wear. He removed his fingers from my ass and used some lube to slick up the toy before pressing it into my hole. The stretch at first was quite a lot to adjust to but once it slipped in I let out a loud moan of satisfaction. The feeling of being filled was incredible. He rubbed against the toy and I felt it shift inside me which cause my body to spasm and shake slightly.
“How does it feel baby?”
“It feels incredible Daddy, I love it being inside of me, but it presses against spots inside of me that make me want to cum.”
“Good, you are going to wear that for the whole work day today as your penance for breaking the rules. You are nothing more than ‘it’ and whenever you refer to yourself you will do so properly.”
“Yes Daddy, it apologizes and it will do better in the future.”
“Yes it will or punishments will become more torturous.” He grabbed my hair and pulled me off the counter and onto my feet. I moaned as he kept my body very upright, I practically had to be on my tip toes to avoid any pain. He handed me a towel and instructed me to dry both of us off.
“It will be extra servile today too, to make up for its transgression.”
“Yes master,” I said quickly, switching modes as we began getting ready. Once we were both dry he grabbed my hair again and led me back to the bedroom.
“On your knees, right here.” He pointed to the ground next to the bed where our outfits were laid out. I smiled when I saw a new set of clothes including a pair of fishnets, a skirt, a crop top, and a collar all neatly stacked on my side. I obediently settled onto the floor and placed my hands beside me. I watched as Marcos rummaged through my, no his, desk until he produced a thick black Sharpie. He came back to me and settled down on the floor in front of me.
“The final part of your punishment,” he said as he began dragging the tip of the marker across mu chest. I bit my lip as he continued to write. He went slow, almost certainly intentionally doing so. When the final letter was finished I had bitten into my lip so hard that I could taste blood.
“Repeat after me, baby. It, will, obey.”
“It will obey,” I said softly.
“Louder!”
“It will obey!” I said a little bit louder.
“Good boy, the writing on your chest will be your mantra and maybe one day I’ll get that tattooed across your chest. As a permanent reminder. Now to add your next marking. He moved down to the lower part of my abdomen and I felt the tickle of the sharpie tip over the area where my pubes once were. This time the writing was much shorter. When he finished his other hand cradled my balls and my cage and he grabbed my hair again to point my head down to see them.
“These are useless, say that back to me.”
“Those are useless!” I said loudly, not wanting him to get upset at me saying it softly again. As I said it I saw the word useless scrawled across my skin with an arrow pointing down at the cage.
“Now get on the bed, ass up.” I quickly obeyed his command and kept my arms behind my back while I did. As soon as I was laying on the soft comfortable surface I felt the pen dragging across my right ass cheek. This writing took longer and I continued to bite my lip as the strange combination of ticklish and pleasure sensations battled. When it was finished he pulled me to my feet and over to the long mirror behind the door. He turned my head to see what he had written on me.
“Property of Marcos Rodriguez. This is one I’m definitely going to get tattooed on you.” He whispered hoarsely as he kissed my neck. My eyes remained locked on the branding. I wanted him to do it. I wanted those words to be permanent. I let out a small moan and closed my eyes as he sucked a mark into my neck.
“Just one final mark for you baby.” He whispered lifting my hair and drawing something right where he had left a bite mark. When it was finished he moved me to the mirror so I could see. It was a small lock right in the middle of the side of my neck. It was slightly tucked back so most people would only see part of it and think it was a tattoo but some keen eyes would see it and probably understand what it represented.
“Now get dressed baby, we need to eat and get started on our work day.”
“Yes Master,” I said softly as I ran my fingers across the markings that now covered my body. I blushed as I realized, I wanted to let him make all of these tattoos when the timer ran out. I had said one but now that they were on me they felt like a part of me that I didn’t want to have disappear.
