As the Professor closed her lecture notes and announced the next assignment, Ed Ross looked at his watch. 3:45. It took about ten minutes to get back to the apartment he shared with his Dom. Sir Joel, as he liked to be called, expected Ed home at 4, for an hour of bondage and nip work. Ed felt his cock swell against the cage it was locked in.
Maybe Sir would open it tonight? He certainly wouldn't if Ed were late. The last time he was late, ten minutes, it meant two extra days of chastity, and 30 extra minutes of tickling. Sir Joel had a schedule that he expected Ed to adhere to. It didn't interfere at all with Ed's classes, but it was rigid. For example, this morning, the alarm went off at 7. First, he blew Sir, then a shower.
After that, a half hour of bondage and tickling. Today, it was his pits and feet. After breakfast, he dressed in the clothes Sir had chosen for him. Class from 9 to 1, then a quick lunch, his finance class, and then back home for more bondage and bottoming. Sir Joel always fucked him in the late afternoon, and if he were particularly horny, again before bed.
After their afternoon session, Ed went to the gym for 90 minutes to do the workout Sir Joel had written out. Ed had two hours to get to the gym, work out and get home. A second shower, about 15 minutes of posing while Sir took photos,then dinner. Usually he had studying to do after that, and a half hour or so cuddled with his Master, as Sir Joel teased his nips, or his ears, or his cock, or whatever he was in the mood for.
Ed belonged to him: he had nothing to say about it.
Sir Joel kept Ed caged and only let him come once a week because. " exercising those muscles loosens your ass, and a bottom needs a tight ass" , according to Sir. If Ed misbehaved, he could lose that privilege and need to wait for two weeks.
As he walked into the apartment, Ed looked at the clock. 3:56. In time.
"SIT" Sir Joel barked , pointing to the torment chair. Ed saw ropes, clamps and a paddle on the table next to the chair. He gulped. Taking the paddle when he was caged, was excruciating. He wasn't supposed to scream during the paddle torture, and he didn't see Sir Joel's favorite ball gag. That meant hand gagging.
"Yes Sir Joel" Ed answered meekly. He took the seat and put his hands behind his back, pushing his chest forward. His nipples pushed against the fabric, and Ed's nipples, constantly sore from Sir Joel's punishment, were stimulated immediately. He felt his Master tying his wrists tightly.
"Who do these be,one to , bitch?" Sir asked as he began fingering Ed's right nip.
"They belong to you Sir. Yours". Ed winced as Sir squeezed tighter
`Damn right Marine. Sane way your ass and your cock belong to me."
"Yes Sir. Yours by victory and submission". As Sir opened the buttons of Ed's shirt, Ed heard Sir's breathing get rougher. Experience had taught Ed that the clamps were next. He was right, as Sir attached the clamps at their most strenuous tension. Ed moaned in pain. That got a chuckle from Sir
"Eddie baby, you're not supposed to cry" `No Sir. Sorry Sir." Sir Joel took the chain of the clamps and put it in Ed's mouth. "Pull" Ed knew if he didn't , the ball beating would be worse. He pulled, struggling not to scream. "Good boy Eddie. Good boy." Ed knew Sir was using "Eddie" to humiliate him, and it was working. Six months ago, he was Lieutenant Ross. Now he was "slave ed," "mancunt" or "eddie the bitch bottom". Now he felt Sir slide the paddle over his crotch. He smiled "Think you can handle 20? Let's see." He began bringing down the paddle in smooth, even strikes. Ed was ok for the first ten. The next five were rough, and he began moaning. The moans became cries for the last five.
"Drop it boy" ordered Sir Joel. Ed did , not fully prepared for the pain. The 6'2" blond began to cry.
"P,ease Sir. No more today. No more." He began to bawl. Sir Joel moved in , and caressed his hair, hugging him "It's ok eddie boy. You did the Marines good today." Ed's cries lessened. "Thank you Sir" " You did so well, I may let you be uncaged for two days instead of one.
IF you behave" "Thank you Sir. Your bitch isn't worthy" Sir Joel laughed. Ed never would have said that 4 months ago. Training this one was his highest accomplishment yet. He untied Ed
" You know what's next" "Yes Sir". Ed got up and went to Sir's bedroom. He stripped and lay down , face up, on the bed. Sir followed , stripping as he came in.
"Such big strong legs. Such sensitive feet". He lifted Ed's legs over his shoulders, and his engorged cock stabbed into the ex Marine, Four months ago, Ed was a gay virgin. Now, he took cock at least once a day, and while his mind wasn't fully wrapped around it, his body craved cock.
After one push forward, Sir Joel unlocked the chastity cage, and Ed's cock popped out. "THANK YOU SIR. OH GOD THANK YOU SIR" His Master hadn't tied his hands, so Ed knew he was being tested. Sir Joel was ok with precum but not With ejaculating. That happened once, and Ed had to wear a dildo to class, every day for a week, together with the cage. He had to call on his Marine training to focus: a 28 year old with a big sex drive, who hadn't cum in a week, would have a hard time controlling himself.
"Pain or pleasure? Punishment or pleasure". Ed repeated to himself. It was a phrase another bottom slave , from the Navy, had taught him.
He felt Sir Joel-begin to " fire his guns" in him. Ed smiled. The quick ramming back and forth, and the cool fluid, were the parts he liked best. And... Sir Joel telling him to get to the bathroom and jizz was the frosting on the cake.
"Thank you Sir". If a big guy like Ed could skip, that's what he did on the way to the bathroom
"Finish up quick. Then get your ass to the gym. It's about 4:45. I want you ready for dinner by 7.
"Yes sir." Sore, but uncaged, Ed got into the bathroom. In his weekly jerk off sessions, he always had to decide between fast release, or slow.
He opted for fast this week, then he cleaned up, and got dressed for the gym. Sir Joel was waiting . Ed took his position , hands behind his back, nipples out.
"Looking good bitch boi." He kissed Ed. It brought back memories of the first timeSur Joel had kissed him- the night he surrendered and became Sir Joel's sub