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"Good. I'm going to plug you and cage you now." The running commentary will help with his mind as he waits for the unknown. I'm not going to do anything new to him, being raised up is going to make this exciting enough.
Pinching his balls isn't effective enough to get his cock down to cage sized, so I start with the plug, slipping a few fingers in first to gently build him up. "Someday, I'll be leaving you caged and plugged when I leave you, so you'll never forget who owns you."
"And collared," he groans, his cock getting harder with the arousal flooding his mind.
"And collared," I agree, although that might depend on who is around him. I face him, drinking in the sight of my helpless boy. His vulnerability and exposed body excites me like no one before. I sink slowly down onto his cock, taking him in my mouth and sucking his tip.
Porter squeals in surprise and tries to fall off the bench. My hands grab his arse cheeks, squeezing bruises into his flesh. Soon he settles, preferring to rut his hips into my face. I take my time, despite his efforts, taking him into the back of my throat before releasing. My hands grope and slap his arse cheeks, the sound ringing out across the playroom. His groans are unabashed and loud, his confidence unaltered by his predicament.
"God, boy, let's hear you scream the roof down." I suck him down again, fucking his poor little cock hard and fast, while dishing out a mix of pleasure bad pain to his backside and thighs. I pull at the plug, twisting and thrusting the device inside him, fucking him and sucking him until he loses his mind.
"I'm gonna…"
I pull away, removing my grip of his body, just enough to let the moment pull away from him.
"Gah, no! Next time I won't tell you."
"I'll still know," I mutter, tickling his taint until his legs curl up and he twists off the bench. He has complete and utter faith in the harness holding him, just like the faith he puts in me.
Chapter fifty-six
Porter
Knoxknowshowtotorture me in all the right ways. If he’s not careful, I'm going to become addicted. Addicted to being strung up and used by this man. If only the bastard would go back to sucking instead of this tickling.
"Knees on the bench or I'll have to tie your legs."
I make a point of lifting my legs higher. My man knows me well, fetching more straps so he can first fix my ankles to my thighs and then pull both legs towards the edge of the bench. I have enough give to squirm, but not to bring my legs together. Then the evil git goes down on my cock again, swallowing me down to my balls.
"God, Knox, God!" No one has ever sucked me off before. I never thought it was the done thing for tops. Not that I have much experience. I want more of this experience though. "Yes, yes." My hips try to follow his mouth, but the bindings around my legs stop me. God this is frustrating. His hand slaps my arse and I melt a little more. All the stiffness I first felt swinging here has gone. I can’t feel the straps anymore, and I feel like I'm floating. Floating and having my cock massaged by the warm mouth of a God. The plug grazes my prostate and lightning shoots through me.
"I- no, no, no." Even without me warning him, Knox pulls off my cock. "No, no, no."
"Naughty," Knox scolds as I shoot across the floor. "You need to learn better control. But…" Knox grabs my cock and eases it into the metal rings of the cage. The pinch of the device doesn't dampen my mood and little me tightens instantly. I don’t dislike the feel of it, and despite the lack of erection, it still feels good when that damn plug moves.
"How are you doing, treasure?" Knox sounds so distant and dreamy.
"Mmm," I reply.
"What colour are you?"
Colour? I'm probably a little red from the spanking, definitely pink. "Uh…"
"Green is if you're happy with everything…"
"Purple," I giggle. "I'm happy but my boyfriend isn't fucking me, and I need his cock."
"Boyfriend?" Knox chuckles. "Porter, would you allow me to change that?"
"No, no!" I practically scream at him. "Do not even think of proposing right now. I need cock!" And I have perfected the cock slut cry.
"Never. I just want to know if you'd be open to the idea. When better to ask than when you're miles away?"
His lips press deep kisses across my shoulder as I feel his body press against me.
He wants to marry me. I couldn't float much higher than I am right now.
"Are you ready for my cock baby boy?"
