I woke up slowly the next morning; my body didn't hurt as bad as I expected but I was still exhausted and my hole was definitely sore. I was disappointed to find the bed empty, Matt apparently already gone. Yesterday seemed like a dream but as I stretched, it felt amazing not to have the cock cage on. Finally!
I thought about stroking out a load - or 7 - thinking about yesterday but checked my phone and found messages from both Matt and Scott. Matt's was early this morning - he went on a run and then into work - whereas Scott's were from the last hour or two wondering where the fuck I was and he owned me today and get my faggot ass over there NOW!
I quickly texted him I just woke up and would be there as soon as I could - his response was "less texting, more serving, cunt!" I knew he was horned up again, ready to dominate me. Right before leaving I texted Matt, thanking him for everything and asking him about the rules with Scott today. "We talked - he knows no fucking. Don't fuck up again."
My day with Scott was tough in some ways, easier than I expected in others. He barely acknowledged my arrival (but looked hot as fuck in just shorts, big dick swinging) as he told me there was a list on the table and not to fuck up. The list included a lot of cleaning, laundry, errands, and cooking. Scott was there most of the day, doing a hot workout that left him sweaty as hell in the afternoon. I wanted to stare of course but he yelled at me to keep working, but afterwards told me to put a towel on the couch and he sat down, stretched out and told me to massage and worship him.
I started at his feet and really licked and sucked and massaged, earning his hot sexy groans. His dick was already fully hard in his shorts and the precum kept spreading. He kept telling me to take my time, and it was a long while before I had gotten his legs, feet, chest, shoulders and arms. He flipped over to lay face down and he had me massage his back (and legs some more) for a very long time. "Get my ass, faggot" he sighed, sounding almost asleep. I started massaging over his shorts and he quickly lifted his hips and shucked them off, his moans driving me on.
"That's a good faggot, use your tongue too," he moaned and I began pulling his ass cheeks apart and teasing his pucker with my breath and tongue. He was getting loud, squirming, loving it. "Deeper, boy!" he ordered and my tongue obeyed instantly, spearing deep in that hole. I kept massaging his ass, his legs, his shoulders and feet and he was grinding his big dick into the towel. Right when I thought he was going to cum, he flipped over and told me to lick and worship his sac.
God, his big dick was throbbing, waving around, leaving puddles of precum on his abs. I couldn't stop staring and he noticed and said, "you need to get fucked again, boy?"
"No Sir! Sorry, Matt owns my hole." He didn't seem to care, telling me to get back to work, then making me climb up and "use the faggot hole to please my big dick!" I knew it was dangerous but I needed to feel it again, needed that big wet dickhead against my needy, sore hole. I could feel it almost slipping in me and moved away every time. Scott was getting frustrated and ordered me on all 4s. How was this happening again?!
He kept rubbing my hole with his cock, making me beg for it - which I gladly did - but that was not helping things. He started slapping my ass, telling me how my pucker clenched on his dickhead, and the spanking ramped up. I couldn't concentrate on whether he was in me or not so pulled away - I couldn't survive without Matt again like that. That really pissed him off and I was forced to lay on the couch, legs spread.
Scott started torturing my balls, his big dick waving over my face, precum dripping constantly all over me. The pain was intense as he gently slapped each one then both together. The torture of the day before came back and suddenly my little dick was ROCK hard. Scott just kept up the pain and my dick stayed hard; I was writhing, moaning, begging him to stop. He thrust his big dick down my throat without warning and ramped up the attack on my balls then shot a giant load all the way down my throat!
My little dick couldn't take it and pumped out a load without being touched. Scott kept up the pressure on my sac, telling me how he's going to train my sac to take the pain but his big dick will be in my faggot hole and he'll love feeling the spasms on his cock - and with that, he shot again, pulling out to cum all over my face and in my mouth. It tasted amazing as he sat up to put his hole on my tongue for some more rimming.
Finally it was over and I was ordered to fix dinner. I cooked for him and thanked him for the abuse when he came back from the shower. He was only wearing his towel and I could see his dick was plumped up - was I in for more?! I plated and served him the food and he slapped my sac again and told me that's all - get out. My emotional response was hard and my knees hit the ground and I said, "please master, I hope I didn't fuck up, I am sorry, what can I do to make it right?"
He just laughed and told me to run home to Matt, he didn't want Matt's discards. It really hurt to be honest, but I knew better than to push it so showed myself out. As I drove home I got a text from Scott saying I was a good boy - this guy was great at playing my emotions - my little dick was drooling thinking about him, how hot it was to please him, his moans when I rimmed him. My mind drifted, thinking about Matt fucking him! That thought - even though / especially because - I couldn't see it had me hard and leaking as I got home.
I was tired but texted Matt to tell him Scott let me go early and did he need anything? He responded that he was still at the office and could really use a foot massage. I jumped at the chance, and walking in, seeing him there and touching his feet felt like coming home. He moaned and encouraged me; it was just so nice to be his servant like that. "Ok, I'm heading home boy. Get some sleep, I might need you tomorrow," he said as he made me dry his feet then put on his socks and shoes.
I checked out his bulge and ass as he got up - habit, and always hot - and almost asked if he would come back to my place to go to sleep with me like the night before. But I knew I should try to keep my emotions in check so went home, got some rest as ordered, then woke up the next day feeling ready to serve. That turned out to be more foot massage and licking at the office - which sounds the same and not too exciting, but I loved it. I had Matt all to myself (as much as I loved Scott's hot hard body and big dick, Matt had my heart) and hearing him moan was always sexy.
Matt even shucked off his pants, his underwear showing off his big bulge and a big wet spot, so I could massage his calves and upper legs. His moaning drove me crazy, and then it was time to dry off his feet and head out again. "Gonna leave my car here," he said, moving towards my passenger seat, "finally taking a day off tomorrow and you'll make sure it's relaxing."
"YES SIR!" I said, happy to have him for a whole day and a night or two!! It was really comfortable on the drive home and making dinner for him - he was dominant but not aggressive, and we just chatted like best friends. Something had been bothering me though, and I finally asked him what Kim thought about his nights away. He just laughed and said, "Oh, she's all good - she's off somewhere too, not sure with a guy or a girl." What?! I asked what he was talking about.
"You didn't know we're both bi? And have an open marriage?" He laughed at the shock on my face. "I'm surprised Sara never told you. Yeah, we've always operated better that way and we're both happy, so it works." I was pretty shocked and asked if they had any limits - I mean, would he be ok with someone else fucking her?!
"Boy, I get off thinking about another dick inside her. I love hearing her stories of getting nailed by a stud - we don't sleep around with someone different every night, but it's hot to hear about these guys and meet them and what not." What not?! Fuck - this was turning me on like crazy. I asked him if they had ever done a 3 way and he said a couple of times - they weren't really into it normally, but he had watched one hot guy fuck Kim -- then fucked the guy while he was in his wife! Oh fuck! My tiny dick was STRAINING for release and I was sweating, overcome with passion, but Matt was calm, enjoying it.
"Alright boy, time to get some sleep. You'll sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed. You want your cage back on?" Fuck, that changed fast. I told him I thought I was too hard to get the cage on but would please him however he wanted; he laughed and said my little dick barely reached the cage so it didn't matter. He made me put the cage on, lock it and hand him the key while he watched. It was humiliating and hot, to be honest. Then I was made to lay down at the foot of the bed as Matt stripped down just to his underwear - I don't think he meant it to be teasing and erotic (or maybe he did) - but fuck I never tired of seeing his tight little body.
Matt climbed in bed and said, "Love getting woken up with a blowjob, boy," and with that I tried to sleep but it was uncomfortable and my mind was spinning. "Sir, does Kim know about me?" I asked. Matt answered sleepily, "Yeah boy, she's the one who noticed you checking me out from the beginning. Go to sleep." I was stunned but finally drifted off and slept great, knowing Matt was near.
I woke up sore but feeling pretty good, and instantly thought of Matt just a few feet away. I could just see him in the dim light, sprawled out on his back with his arms to the side, showing off his sexy body and armpits. The sheet only covered his crotch and legs, so I took the opportunity to take in his perfect form. God he was beautiful -- and his dick looked to be rock hard under covers! My little manclit responded, and the constriction of the cage really hurt.
I moved closer and started stroking his hot cock through the sheets, pulling them back and getting my mouth on that sexy hard dick. Matt moaned and shifted but didn't say anything so I kept going. His dick was giving off waves of heat, and I used all my skill to try to please him. His hand came to rest on the back of my head, pushing his dick further down my throat, and he unloaded his cum deep inside me. I kept servicing his dick until he had gone soft and he pushed me away. I looked up at him, loving this close connection.
He stretched and said, "Fuck that was good boy - now I gotta piss" but instead of rolling out of beg, he pushed my head back into his dick. Immediately his piss filled my mouth and I struggled to swallow but got it all down - strong, rank tasting but another offering from my owner to me. Finished pissing, Matt told me to worship his body and I spent the next hour or so licking, massaging, sucking and kissing every inch of him, front and back. His moans drove me crazy and his big dick was hard again but he said he was going for a run and expected a nice breakfast when he got back.
Matt got up, big dick swinging, and I got to watch him dress. I was so damn erotic, and when he got back from the run he was nice and sweaty. He pulled off his shirt, just in those hot little running shorts, and sat down to eat. He made me massage his feet while he ate then told me to clean up and meet me in the bedroom. I was excited! I found him face down on the bed and without saying anything, approached and started worshiping his body - massaging and licking the sweat away. His moans were so sensual and as expected, he was hard and dripping when he turned over.
I spent a lot of time licking out his armpits, tasting and smelling his sweat, knowing my face would smell like him after. My little cock was painfully hard in the cage and my balls ached. Matt reached over into his duffle bag and pulled out a toy - it was 4 connected stretchy rubber circles."Ever seen one of these, boy?" When I told him no, he explained it was a type of ball stretcher and he hadn't had it long but had jacked off wearing it and it felt really good. He put it on - the large circle of rubber fitting snugly around his hard cock and balls, then the next 3 thick circles fitting around his sac. Each circle pulled his balls further from his body by about 1/2" and he was getting harder and harder!
He loved the feel apparently, and I loved seeing how sexy his equipment looked! The skin of his sac was pulled tight over his big balls, and his cock raged harder than ever. He put some lube on his dick, stroking and moaning, both of us enthralled. "Get on all 4s boy, there's something I want to try!" I obeyed of course, wondering how hard he would be fucking me, then felt his tongue in my hole. He rimmed me until I was squirming then lined up his hard cock. He slowly sank in all the way and the waiting was torture but my hole needed the time to relax.
He reached down and tugged on my sac painfully, then I felt him putting one of the rings around it! It felt so good - oh fuck - when he pulled out, tugging my sac hard! I realized it was also tugging his sac, the added sensation making his breath quicken and his moans even louder. He started picking up steam, pistoning in and out, yanking our sacs every time. Oh god this was too much, it was like being worked inside and out - and my little dick exploded in the cage, overcome by the sensations.
"Oh fuck boy!" Matt yelled, shooting in me just as I was about to collapse from my orgasm. "Your faggot hole is so fucking tight when you cum," he gasped as his dick unloaded in me. He stayed in me, pushing me face down on the bed, and his dick didn't go soft at all. He was flexing his hips, just enough to pulse his cock against my prostate and tug on our sacs at the same time. I felt his sweat sealing our skin together and thought I might pass out from ecstasy.
He started removing the ball stretcher loops and I could feel the ache from the unaccustomed activity. It just felt so good, and I wanted to thank Matt but when I started to turn my head he told me "Hold still, cunt" and I felt his still-hard dick pulsing. What the hell? Oh fuck he was pissing IN me!!! My ass felt so full and warm - god - and he moaned through the process. As I felt his abs flex when he was finishing up, he whispered in my ear, "Your ass is full of my fluids, boy - cum and piss - and my cock is covered in them. You want to taste?"
God, he was offering me (or ordering - probably a rhetorical question) the chance to suck his piss and cum off his hard dick, fresh from my hole! I was speechless as he ever so slowly pulled out of my hole, each inch leaving me feeling empty but the weight of the piss making me feel full. He finally popped out with a wet smack and just knelt there waiting, hard dick wet and throbbing. I flipped over and turned around so I could lick his sac - he loved that and I knew he could still feel the pleasant ache from the ball stretcher - then he pushed his hips back to line up his dick with my mouth. I opened wide and he thrust all the way in, coating my mouth with his cum and piss.
His deep moans and labored breathing told me how much he liked it, and he started fucking my throat. His fingers found my erect nips and he tortured them briefly before pulling out and shooting his cum all over me! God it was sexy from this angle, seeing his sac pulse, his dick throb and spew, and his chest heave. I was about to cum again just from the view when he smacked my sac lightly - but it hurt like hell - and kept smacking until we both came down from the high.
The rest of the day was heaven too, with Matt hanging out with me (naked or just in running shorts most of the time), making me do chores for him, and dominating me sexually off and on. He loved pissing on me and was drinking water like crazy, then making me kneel or get on all 4s in the shower and letting loose that golden stream. I always grunted and moaned - there was just something so sexy about it - and Matt would call me his urinal. He loved the massage sessions and my forearms and fingers were getting sore but his moans always spurred me on.
I was made to sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed again that night, with the added distraction of the ball stretcher back on me! Not only that, but he made me wear a small butt plug "to keep my hole ready in case he needed it in the middle of the night". I was exhausted and slept so hard but was woken up by Matt kicking me gently with his foot, his big dick waving looking for a hole, and made to ride him until he shot deep in me and fell back to sleep. I really wanted to lay down next to him but knew better and got back on the floor.
In the morning I woke him up with a blowjob and got a stomach full of piss again before he took off for work. I felt like a lonely housewife, knowing how much I would miss him. I knelt on the bedroom floor without being ordered to the entire time he showered, and when he walked out naked and sexy he saw me there. That connection was so strong - me kneeling just fucking felt so right to both of us - that his dick got hard so quickly! But he tucked it into his briefs then pulled on the rest of his work clothes, just sexy as hell.
He stepped forward and pressed his crotch to my face, rubbing the hard outline of his dick around my mouth, rubbing my hair and telling me what a good boy I was. "I really fucking needed that boy, and you did good. You do need to get a dog collar and a tag so people know I own you. You want Scott to fuck you while you're labeled as mine?" "YES SIR!" I said - I loved Scott's big cock even though he was so aggressive. "Maybe I'll watch him fuck you - maybe I should only let him fuck you when I'm there...hmmm," Matt thought out loud.
He was clearly turned on and I was hoping he would strip back down and make me serve him again, but his phone went off and he had to go. He ordered me to get the collar and tag and told me he'd see me in a couple days unless he needed some service at the office. I was disappointed but ran out immediately to buy the dog collar. The store had an engraving machine for the tag, and I was humiliated and embarrassed when the (fairly hot) guy working there asked what my dog's name was.
"Um, I know it's weird but could it say faggot all in caps on one side, and property of Matt on the other?" The guy looked confused for a split second then laughed out loud and said, "You a sub faggot, boy?" "Yes sir," I responded and I saw his dick growing in his pants as he made the tag. The store was empty thankfully, and I tried to browse nonchalantly but kept checking out the guy's bulge and ass. "Want me to ring these up or you want to make me happy and we'll call it even?" he asked in a direct sexy voice.
My knees felt weak and I really did want to please him - at least see his big dick! - but Matt did own me, so I told him my master wouldn't be pleased and paid him. "You tell your master you were checking me out and leaking in your pants and want to serve me sometime, ok boy?" Oh fuck - he had seen me watching and my dripping dicklet had betrayed me again! "Yes sir," I said and he made me put his number in my phone. I was getting really close to giving in - just sucking him off to enjoy his cock and body - but the thought of disappointing Matt kept me from making a move.
I was also standing there like an idiot and he said, "Get over here, boy." I moved behind the counter and he sat down and told me to lay across his lap. With that, he started spanking me - hard! I could feel his cock pressing against me - he was big! - and the sound echoed throughout the store, even with my pants on. "Next time you're going to suck me, aren't you bitch?" he asked and with that my verbal floodgates opened and I started saying all sorts of embarrassing things. "Yes sir I want that big cock I want to please you and get used and humiliated I want to swallow your cum and piss and be your whore."
He was laughing but clearly turned on and said, "Someone just pulled up, boy, get yourself together and get the fuck out. Cock tease!" I jumped up, trying not to look too disheveled but feeling absolutely overcome, gathered the collar and tag and said "Yes sir, thank you sir" just before the next customer walked in. I couldn't help it and checked him out even as I was walking out, almost running into one of the displays. He saw and was laughing, then turned to help the customer.
I would have loved to rub one out when I got home, but the damn cage was on. I spent a lot of time thinking about Matt - and Scott - and the pet store guy (Evan). My dick stayed hard the next couple days which just hurt, my balls still feeling the slight ache of the stretcher. I couldn't stop thinking about Matt and his perfect body and ass and cock, wanting him so bad. I couldn't wait to see him again!