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Tris smiled back, leaning in to give me a kiss. “You’re welcome, baby.” Then he pulled back, straightening and offering me his hand to help me off the table. My feet were nearly to the floor already, so I stood up easily. “Stay here.”

I watched as Tristan flitted through my kitchen to put the ice in the sink and tuck the towel in his back pocket to drop in the laundry later, a lightness and playfulness to him I’d seen before but never to this degree. I liked him like this, so joyful, so free. Was it because he had me in chastity? Maybe. Probably. But I wasn’t going to complain.

Ow. What I was going to complain about—but only in my head, of course, because I didn’t dare say it aloud—was the damn cage currently strangling my hardening cock. Well, it was giving a valiant effort at getting hard, anyway. Poor guy couldn’t go anywhere, and I’d never felt so . . . I don’t know. Trapped? But more like I was safe.

Tris made me feel safe.

The man in question crossed the room to me, quickly gathered the box and leash, then tapped the pale tip of my right nipple. I hissed as he did then cringed when my dick, who still hadn’t gotten the message that he had nowhere to go, flexed in the cage.

Shit. This was going to be even more torturous than I’d thought.

And holy fuck—I was enjoying it.

“Let’s head upstairs, baby. I think that sexy hole needs something to fill it. But first . . .” Tris let the end of the leash fall toward the floor, then he wrapped it around the cage. My dick twitched in its confines as he tied another bow, wrapped the other end around his hand, and led me up the back stairs.

When we got to my bedroom, he guided me—er, my dick—to the bed again, untying the leash before ordering me back on my hands and knees. Jesus, what was he going to try to shove in my ass? Everything he’d grabbed was larger than I was used to.

I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but the thought that he could had my traitorous dick giving it another go. Fuck, that ached.

The snick of a bottle opening met my ears, then my Angel Daddy’s lube-coated fingers found my hole. This time, he was more gentle, mild, teasing my opening before pressing the tip of his finger inside me. I breathed out, relaxing to let him in easily.

“Good job, baby.” I felt the soft kiss of lips on my lightly hairy left cheek before he added a second finger. At every stroke that somehow missed my prostate, I started sweating. My brain knew I couldn’t come, but my body didn’t know that yet. This was going to get worse before it got . . . well, much worse. Shit.

Before long, Tris was ready to insert a third finger.

“Breathe,” he coaxed as I heard him squeezing more lube on his hand before his third finger slid in alongside the other two. This was as far as he’d needed to go to fuck me, but the toys he’d selected were larger than he was. I suspected we were going to need more.

I was right. Minutes later, Tristan’s free hand landed on my lower back, rubbing circles softly into the skin in a soothing pattern. “Relax, baby. We’ve got to get you ready for me.”

Another squirt of lube, then he slipped his pinky inside me.

Goddamn, I’d never felt so full. As his fourth finger joined the others, I found myself breathing harder. Then he hit my prostate, which he’d somehow been avoiding up to this point, and I almost leapt into the air. What word was stronger than overwhelmed? That’s how I was feeling right now. I had no clue how I was going to take those massive toys.

And how the fuck did Tris’s ass stretch like this to take my cock so easily?

After a much shorter time than I would’ve thought was necessary, Tristan pulled his fingers out then reached for something beside us on the bed. I heard a box opening before he started talking.

“Okay, baby. You’re all ready. I plan to use as many of these toys on you as I can today. Let’s try the glass dildo first.” With another kiss to my ass, on the right side this time, and a splash of lube, Tris pressed the tip against my already gaping hole.

It slipped in easily, and I moaned as my Devil Daddy slowly slid it deeper.

“I want to hear your sounds for now, boy. Maybe later I’ll gag you as I fuck you with the cage still on.” The cool base of the dildo tapped against my hole, and I could hear a smile in Tris’s voice when he spoke again. “I’ve always wanted to fuck a guy in a cage.”

“Really?” I couldn’t help asking. It had just slipped out.

The glass cock slid out slowly, and it was so big, it raked against my prostate the whole time. I let out a long, low moan as Tris replied, “Yes. I’ve had this whole fantasy of commanding a guy while he was not allowed to come. I guess I’ve got a bit of a sadistic streak, huh, Daddy? I really lucked out with you. You asked for my fantasy without even knowing it.”

With that, he shoved the dildo all the way to the hilt, and I cried out. As Tris held the glass cock in place, I managed to reply, though my words came out breathlessly. “It’s my fantasy, too, Devil Daddy.” I twisted my neck so I could see him, and he met my gaze with a smile. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He kissed my furry cheek again. “Now brace yourself. It’s time to fuck.”

Clutching the bedsheets in both fists, I gasped as the dildo started fucking me ruthlessly, shoving me up and down the bed. My dick strained against the cage, causing a discomfort that only increased my desire, further compounding my predicament.

Despite my locked dick, I could feel an orgasm start to build inside of me. I knew from our amazing time in the shower that I could come hands free with an anal orgasm, but how would that work if I couldn’t get hard? Would I orgasm in spite of it?

But then Tris just stopped, leaving the dildo inside of me. I gasped again, trying to catch my breath from him completely ravaging my hole with the unforgiving glass cock. My body started shaking as it tried to come down from its high.

“Lay down, baby,” Tris offered, and I crashed on my side before rolling to my back, careful not to catch the nipple clamps on the bedding. My chest was still heaving, bringing the pain from the clamps to the forefront of my mind even as my straining dick throbbed and my hole clenched around the toy.