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Chastity and Service
Leather Night
Saturdays at the Eagle in Atlanta were always themed. There were nights for the bears, the pups, jocks and underwear, and, of course, leather and levis. While I enjoyed the bear evenings, Todd's favorite was the leather theme, and it gave him an excuse to break out his best stuff to show off. With Rob now in the house, we decided to go out as a family to socialize with the other dominants and subordinates in the community. I had also invited Tim to tag along as it would be one of the last things we would be able to do together before his graduation from John's program.
Todd had bought Bo a nice leather cap and vest for his birthday. The vest had the pride flag on it, a patch with the city's emblem, and a special patch with 'dom' written on the top, 'sub' written below, and in bold letters 'switch' in the middle. Bo found a nice tight-fitting pair of jeans to wear with it and slid his 'dom' band on around his upper arm to finish off the look.
"Fuck," I said as he slid his cap on.
"What?" Bo replied with a smile.
"All you need is a cigar, and you would have the dominant daddy look down!" I said.
"Yeah, boy?" Bo said in a low, gravelly voice as he groped himself.
"Fuck," I groaned.
Bo broke out laughing and kissed me before leaving the room. I slid on my pants over my cage, opting to forgo my underwear for the evening. I put on my harness and slid a black t-shirt over it that I could remove once we arrived. As I picked my shoes up to go into the living room, I saw Rob and Todd dressed similarly to Bo.
"Damn, I have some hot daddies!"
Everyone laughed and sat down to relax. A knock on the door came about five minutes later, and I walked over and let Tim in. He was in a t-shirt and jeans like me.
"Don't worry about stripping," I said. "We are about to leave."
"Sounds good," Tim replied. "Thanks for inviting me."
"Of course, bro!" I replied as I rubbed his back.
"Hey, Tim," Bo said as he walked over to hug the boy.
"Fucking hell, Sir!" Tim replied as he saw him.
"Right?" I said.
"You sure we don't have time for me to service you?" Tim asked.
Bo laughed.
"Maybe later, boy."
Todd and Rob hugged Tim next, and then we all piled in Rob's car to head into the city. As we arrived, we could see it was a busy night. The parking lot was small, and it was very unusual to find any spots there, so we drove around the neighborhood till we found a place that we could fit into. The evening was cool, so it was comfortable walking back up to the bar, even in our leather.
As we approached the back steps that led to the lower deck in the rear of the building, Todd handed Rob and Bo a cigar and lit it for them.
"There is the look," I said as Bo winked at me.
We then mingled on the deck while Tim grabbed everyone some beers.
We didn't notice anyone we knew at first, so we grabbed some available spaces on a long bench attached to the back of the lower deck. In front of us, leaning against the post that supported the upper deck, was a Saint Andrew's cross. An older leather daddy with a bald head and a long, gray goatee was flogging a thin sub with hardly any meat on his bones. The boy had only a leather jock on, and you could see the red marks on his back from the beating he was receiving.
"That looks familiar," Tim said as he pointed and drank his beer. "Sir had my back glowing red the other night."
"You like that, though, don't you?" I asked.
"Oh, I love a good flogging," Tim replied. "Puts me in the mood to be fed a load or fucked. Bear is good at both, too!"
I laughed.
"So, how is that going?"
"We had a long conversation this week," Tim said. "I told him I really like him and would be honored if he would collar me, and he said he would be happy to."
"Oh, that is great!" I replied as I hugged him. "He is such a hot man."
"Right?" Tim replied. "I can't believe how lucky I was to catch his eye. He has a beautiful home here in the city with plenty of room, so he will have me move in right after I graduate from Sir's program."
"Awesome!" I replied.
"And you need to come to visit," Tim said as he leaned over and squeezed my leg. "While Bear told me I will be only used by him once I am collared, he is free to do whatever he wants with other subs, and I know he loves your ass."
I laughed.
"I remember! I was sore for two days!"
The leather daddy beat the boy hard, and we heard the sub squeal several times during the session. When the last blow landed, his small body shook, and we were sure he would fall to the ground.
"Dayam!" I replied.
"You want to be next, boy?" the leather daddy asked.
"I am good, Sir," I replied nervously.
"We have him well taken care of," Todd said as he rubbed my head.
I looked over, and he winked at me and then turned to continue smoking and talking to Rob and Bo.
"So, I guess you need to enjoy servicing other doms while you still can," I said, turning back to Tim. "Especially if you will be exclusive to Bear."
"Yeah," Tim replied. "But it is not a big deal. Bear was adamant that once I was collared, I should remain faithful to him for a while. That could change in the future."
"That makes sense," I replied. "It will give you time to bond well."
"Did you have any trouble adjusting to being an owned sub?" Tim asked.
"Not really," I replied. "Of course, I moved in with Bo, my boyfriend. Having him around helped my transition, but it went pretty smoothly. Do you have any concerns?"
"Well, I am just worried that I won't live up to Bear's expectations," Tim said. "We haven't known each other too long, so I just have doubts."
"That is understandable," I replied. "But remember, he won't own you. You have free will."
"Oh, I know that," Tim said. "I am just nervous and excited, I guess."
I smiled and put my arm around Tim.
"You will be fine, bro. And remember that you can always call me or text me anytime you want. Mateo, too. We will always be here to support you."
"Thanks," Tim said with a smile.
The skinny sub was pulled from the cross, and he walked away and groaned as the leather daddy took him inside. Tim looked at me and then at the cross and stood up and took his shirt off. He then leaned against the wood and looked over at Bo.
"Master Bo? Can you work me over?"
"Need that back warmed up, boy?" Bo asked as he blew out some smoke.
"Yes, Sir!" Tim replied.
Bo chuckled, handed his cigar to Rob, and picked up the flogger. Tim then faced the cross and closed his eyes, and everyone around us turned to watch as Bo began to fling the leather straps.
I don't know if it was the atmosphere of smoke and red lights on the back deck, the gear that Bo was wearing, or just a combination of both, but it was hard to believe that this was the same man I was caged and kneeling on the floor with not too long ago. He had come a long way, and I was glad for him.
Tim was grunting, and I could see his ass wiggle after every impact. The boy was getting off on the experience for sure. Todd stood up and walked around and then knelt in front of Tim, undid the boy's pants, and pulled them down to show the crowd his caged nub.
"Thank you, Sir!" Tim shouted back.
Bo saw Tim's exposed ass and flogged that next, which elicited several cheers from the dominants around us as Tim whimpered.
"That's it, daddy bear!" came a voice across from us. "Show that chastity boy who is boss."
I laughed. I would hardly call Bo a daddy bear, but he seemed to enjoy the name as he smiled big and flogged Tim harder.
"He has gotten good at that!" Todd said to me as he sat back down.
"Sir John has been giving him extra lessons," I said.
"We may have to have him continue those with you down in the basement," Todd replied. "I do love seeing your ass red before I fuck it."
"Yes, Sir!" I replied with a smile.
Tim began to cry out when his back had a nice color. Bo was sure to pause to ensure the boy wanted to continue, and Tim told him he did. However, I got the feeling that my fiancé's arm was getting tired because he had lost some strength and movement as the session continued.
After delivering a few quick lashes on his lower back, Bo dropped the flogger and moved to rub the boy's skin. I could see Tim's legs quivering as he felt the sensations. A bead of precum was dripping off his cage, extending to the deck below.
"I think you owe Sir a blowjob, boy," Bo said.
Tim turned and smiled, got on his knees, and unzipped Bo's pants. Bo's cock popped out, hard as a rock, and Tim swallowed it as Bo put his hand behind the boy's head and guided him down. Some of the men crowded around to watch and hide what was going on, so I lost my good visual, but from Tim's muffled grunts and groans and the growls from Bo, the boy was doing a good job.
"I miss the subby boy I once had," Todd said as he took a puff on his cigar.
"Really, Sir?" I asked.
Todd smiled at me and patted my knee.
"A little, but I am happy he is happy. Plus, I still have a locked boy around."
"And I am always ready to serve you, Sir," I replied.
Todd grinned and leaned over and kissed me. He blew some of the smoke into my lungs as he did so. I am not big on cigar smoke, but I have become used to it. I coughed once before he stuck his tongue into my mouth and reached down to grope my caged nub. I grunted as I felt his body squeeze me, and he growled softly in response.
"That's my good boy," Todd said as he pulled back and then kissed me quickly once more.
Rob looked over and winked at me, and I blushed before turning back when I heard a loud growl from Bo.
"Yeah, fill that boy's mouth up, Sir!" I heard one person say.
"That's a bear!" another responded.
When the crowd finally parted, Bo had a huge smile on his face. His chest was glistening with sweat as he zipped up his jeans. Rob handed him his cigar, and he took two puffs on it before blowing smoke above his head.
"Fuck that felt good!"
The three of us laughed as he sat down between Todd and Rob. Tim was still on his knees. Another man had taken Bo's place, and I was sure the boy was in for a long night of protein shots... and he was.
"Do you three Sirs want more beers?" I asked as I stood and turned to my men.
"Yes, please!" Bo replied with a grin.