Page 109 of Unfettered

Ignacio does a good job of keeping his moans and whimpers to himself. If I couldn’t hear the slap of skin on skin as he jerks himself over the muted sounds of Donovan’s cries and my hips smacking into his ass, I'd never have known he was there.

I’m mildly sad that the cock cage I specially ordered isn’t ready yet, but you can’t rush perfection, and this is better anyway. He can stroke himself to the verge of orgasm, and the ring will make the sensation last longer. It will build more pressure and pleasure, but he won’t tip over. The restrictive pressure of the ring, plus my orders, will make it so he doesn’t come, and it’s glorious, knowing I have that control.

I can use him, degrade him, force him to watch as I fuck my Pet…and there’s nothing he can do about it.

With that thought, I remove my hand from Donovan’s mouth. “Tell the Princess how good it feels, Pet. Make him understand what he’s missing out on because he chose to tear someone down rather than build them up.”

“Fuck! Master…”

I slow my thrusts, grinding my cock into him, angling his ass so I can be sure to hit his prostate.

“He’s so good, Ignacio… So big and thick… He’ll fill you up so good. Ruin you for any other cock… Fuck!”

I start fucking him hard again. “Let him hear you, Pet.”

Donovan doesn’t hold back, letting all his groans, whimpers, and moans out, and it spurs me on.

I fuck him over and over until my orgasm is right there, my cock pulsing with it.

“You know what to do,” I growl.

“Please, Master. Please, fill me. I need your cum. Please…”

Digging my nails into his flesh, I come inside him, filling him, and still, I don’t stop fucking him. Not until it hurts, and my cum is leaking out of his delectable ass.

Pulling out, I turn him around and drop to my knees, taking his cock into my mouth. Donovan doesn’t last. He comes as soon as I look up at him, meeting his gaze and nodding as much as possible in my position.

I take him down, letting his cum fill my mouth. I pull off him, making him whimper a little, but I stroke his hip as I stand and open the cage door.

Ignacio surges out when I gesture. He stands shakily, letting me support him when I wrap my arms around him. We’re nearly the same height, though he’s slightly taller than I am, so it’s not an issue to shove my tongue into his mouth, forcing Donovan’s cum down his throat. Being the good Plaything that he is, he swallows, letting me feed him his Harem Brother’s cum without a grimace or complaint.

I kiss him deeply, showing him my appreciation. “Clean my cock, Princess,” I tell him roughly.

He drops to his knees so fast that it has to hurt, but he doesn’t hesitate to lick me clean.

I clean up Donovan first, then shut off Ignacio’s plug and remove it, wiping his ass a few times with baby wipes to help soothe the lingering burn from the lube.

“Bed, both of you.”

“Doc isn’t going to be happy,” Donovan signs as he takes off his CIs and climbs into bed, setting his phone next to the processors on the nightstand.

“Doc can deal with me,” I reply. My brother’s best friend is an annoying brat, but he knows not to push me in certain areas. My Playthings are one of those.

Donovan and I situate Ignacio between us in the bed, and I gently pet his head. “How do you feel, Princess?”

“Chastised,” he replies softly.

“Good. I’m not cruel, Princess, but I don’t do disrespect, and I don’t allow love to be weaponized. I had that happen to me with my first Plaything, and well, it almost cost me my Pet. I refuse to let you go down that path. Understand?”

He swallows and nods, his dark eyes so soulful. “I…don’t know what happened. I trusted him for so long, loved him even. But…he let me be gutted, he hurt my friend and Boss, and he…he’s not the man he always was.”

“No,” I agree. “He’s working on finding his true self. You said it yourself: your Brothers and you healed on your terms. He is just asking you to give him the room to do the same.”

Ignacio shudders, and Donovan and I both wrap our arms around him. My Pet’s eyes are closed, and I know he has very little residual hearing, so he doesn’t know what we’re discussing, which works. It gives my Princess his privacy, while also offering them both aftercare after the scene.

It’s been a long time since Donovan and I played with another, and I’m glad he trusted me enough to go with it, rather than flat-out say no. We don’t have many lines, but that will always be one I’m careful of, after what I put him through in the beginning. We’ll have to do more of a debrief later, but for now, Ignacio is our priority.

“What would you say about possibly talking to someone, Princess?”