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I laughed. “I bet you do. But not yet.”
He groaned, twisting his hips so the dildo worked over his prostate. The cage was currently positioned on a sturdy coffee table so I could fuck into his mouth or ass at will. He was flushed and sweaty. The expression on his face wasn’t that different from Ryan’s as he’d worked himself to a frenzy on Curtis’s fist. But Minty was so much prettier than Ryan. So much more mine.
“That’s enough,” I said, stalking to the cage and hitting the side of it, jolting him. “Don’t you dare get yourself off.”
Minty’s lips curled up in a snarl, and he stared me right in the eye as he worked his hips again.
“You little shit,” I muttered. “Open your mouth. Now.”
Minty grinned like the cat who’d got the cream, but when I removed my dick from my jeans anddidn’tplunge it into his throat, his expression darkened.
“That’s right. Swallow it.”
“Sir, I—”
I aimed, and the stream of piss was tight. It stung lightly as it pushed through my engorged cock. Minty winced as it splashed over his lips and chin, and then he started gulping, swallowing like I’d ordered.
I smiled, changing my aim and pissing into his hair, dousing his face all over, and getting his lashes wet with it. He groaned, twisting his hips on the dildo, riding it as I soaked him.
“You’re going to pay for that,” I muttered, the stream not stopping. “As soon as I finish this.”
Minty shoved back on the dildo, riding it as I kept coating him. “Sir,” he whimpered. “I’m going to come, Sir.”
I grunted, cut off what was left of my stream, and went to my wall of implements. There was one hanging up there that Jerome had created himself. He’d done wood and metalworking on the side—making weapons and axes mostly—but that skill had come in handy with sex toys too. Andthiswas a torture device that I’d only endured once and had safe-worded out of almost immediately.
I opened the cage door, which pulled the dildo from his ass in a rush.
“Fuck!” he cried, wincing at the rough way the head of the dildo snapped from his anus. “Fuck, Sir. That was mean.”
I laughed. “Yeah? This is meaner.”
The humbler Jerome had made was a wooden device that fit around the testicles and cupped the back of the thighs, leather ropes and cuffs attached it to the ankles. It was a matter of minutes before Minty was trussed up and stuck in a predicament between where I had latched his wrists to the front of the cage, and the place where his balls were tied to his ankles. If he moved back and forth, or any other way for that matter, the humbler would tug his balls painfully.
“Now,” I said, closing the cage door again so that the attacheddildo slid back into his slicked-up anus. He groaned with pleasure at being filled. “Fuck yourself on it.”
Minty tried to obey and quickly stilled, his back breaking out in a shiny sweat. “Sir?” he asked in a small voice. “Please take it off, Sir.”
“Got a safe word?”
“I do, but I don’t want to use it.”
“Then hold completely still or fuck yourself. Those are your options.”
Minty shifted back and forth, but the nauseating pain of having his balls jerked in the humbler stilled him completely. He breathed heavily, sweat slicking his back and forehead. His eyes were hot and angry as he glared at me through the bars.
Back at the wall of implements, I chose a traditional crop and headed back to the cage. Kneeling in front of him, I kissed his nose through the bars. He growled at me, and I laughed. “You look really good like this. Maybe I’ll keep you down here for a few days. Think you can sleep this way?”
A flash of fear in his eyes told me I still had the power to scare him the way he needed. I’d never leave him down here like that, but that he believed I might—for even a few hours, much less days—was heady.
I showed him the crop. “Now, let’s see how well you take your punishment.”
He gulped.
“Safe word?”
He shook his head.
I aimed the crop carefully, not wanting the leather to land on the bars instead of his skin. The slaps weren’t as forceful as they could have been, but they were enough to get him dancing inside the cage. Shifting from knee to knee, panting and whimpering, he groaned with every movement beyond a few centimeters as thehumbler jerked his balls.
