Cuffed. (BoyxBoy)

Chapter five.

It's late afternoon, the sun has sank down resting on the horizon. The oranges, yellows and reds are fading into lavenders, blues and blacks.

I've been doing chores nearly all day with out much word from Eros. His office door is closed and I'm finding it hard to knock on the barrier between he and I. I check the kitchen, living room, and bathrooms for the fifth time to make sure they are spotless. My nerves are jittery.
I've spent my first full day cleaning his whole house, or our house? with little help from the house keeper, Jenny.

I sigh, inhaling and exhaling to calm my nerves as I walk toward his office. My fingers curl into a fist and I bring them up to the door before giving it a few soft bangs.

"Yes" I hear from the other side.

"May I come in?" I respond

"Yes"

I twist the door knob and push the door open entering the nicely furnished office. His fingers stop typing and he looks up at me.

"What do you need?"

I never really had a reason to bother him just that I didn't want to be alone in this big house any more.

"A-ah..I'm lonely" I say softly, nervousness swelling at the pit of my stomach.
I'm not sure if that's a real excuse to use; one that he will accept.

"Come" he says closing his laptop and nudging it to the side.

I walk toward his desk until I'm just nearing the edge. He pats his lap and I urge my feet to keep walking until I'm climbing in his lap, facing him. He holds my lower back with one hand while the other lays on his armrest. I look down at the small space between us.

"So?" he says leaning over to set his chin on his fist. My eyes snap up to meet his, but I'm unable to respond.

"You were lonely?"
I nod to him nervously.
"And how do you want me to fix that? Did you just want to sit here?"

"N-no you wanted to start my training right?" I try to sound a little excited though I know the real reason I came here was because this house is too big but how would that sound leaving my mouth?

"That's true but is that really why you came here?"

"Yes" I nod to assure us both.

"Fine" he shrugs and starts to get up which is my cue to get off him.

He takes me by my wrist and leads me to our bed room. I follow two steps behind him with every one of his strides. Once we get in, he pushes me toward the bed. The backs of my knees hit the edge and my back hits the sheets. The room smells sweet almost comforting.

I stair at the ceiling for a few moments before sitting up to look at him. He smooths his hair back, most of his hair stays but some untamed strands spill in his face. He has a solid streak of white in the front among the dark brunette strands, a birthmark no doubt.

"Take off your clothes."
Nearly before he was even finished the sentence my hands were at work lifting off my shirt. Now with a little confidence because of his everlasting hungry stare, I get a little creative.

I roll over and hook my thumbs into my shorts and tug them down to reveal my ass, that is neatly covered by my panties. Very slowly now I peel off my panties and give him an eye full of my exposed skin. The plug he'd only just put in earlier, showing. As I get them down my thighs I finish up and to them onto the floor.

I roll on back onto my back and lay flat awaiting his commands. His foot steps grow farther away as he enters the closet. Upon his arrival back he is carrying a large bag with the word 'mystery' on it.

I raise my eyebrows at it skeptically.
"Along side the treatment I'm going to give your nipples, you'll choose something from this bag" intrigued I sit up and hang my legs off the edge of the bed.

He opens the bag but only slightly.
"You don't get to see, just feel with your hands"

I grit my teeth in nervousness, but still do it.
reaching into the bag, the first thing I feel is a rubbery like item. It's bumpy? Maybe a better term is ribbed, its thick in my hand, probably a dildo.

I push it to the side and toys of all sorts crowd my hand. I pull on a small bead. Considering it's small I figure whatever it is won't be painful.

I tug it up, and the first pink bead comes in sight but then I come to find there are multiple beads connected on a string ranging in size from the very smallest which I'm holding to a large one that I would consider a ball.

"Anal beads" he says.
With a smile. "Good choice"

I continue eyeing the array of beads.
He takes my chin in his hand, tilting my head back. My eyes move to his.
"I'll start with your nipples and then we'll get to these" he says taking the beads from my fingers.

"Yes sir" I say dropping my hands into my lap. He drops the bag, it hits the floor with a thud. I twiddle my thumbs nervously. He sets the beads next to us and retrieves two pill shaped vibrators from his pocket. Honestly I wonder how long he's had them in there.

I stare up at him as he tapes the toys to my nipples. It tickles a little. After a while I get used to the vibrations but that's not to say I particularly like it.

Eros, my dominant, is laying on the bed with me slightly on top of him, one of his legs neatly placed between mine. He's watching television while I'm cuddled against his chest. His hands groping my lower cheeks. My face is stained red from embarrassment when his fingers pull on the plug and slowly, easing it out.

"Nice and soft" he whispers against my ear as he dips his fingers in slowly. He spreads them apart and a moan escapes my lips. He kisses my ear and moves his fingers a little faster than before, soft grunts and pants leaving him all the while. Suddenly, he stops and retracts his fingers before I feel some thing cold and hard push against my entrance.

The small object is pushed inside and soon after, another slightly bigger one is pushed in the same way. By now I've realized they were the anal beads.
By bead four, I'm trembling, my face is against his chest more or less hiding my embarrassment.

"Good boy" he says softly and gropes my ass gently. "Give me a kiss"

I lift up enough to press my lips against his. Quickly he drags me in to a make-out session. Inevitably he dominates my mouth meanwhile pushing the bigger beads in slowly.

He shifts his leg "what is it princess?"
Confused I devise against answering him. "You've been rubbing yourself against me this whole time."

I grit my teeth as my face burns darker than before and I look away. He laughs.
"Are you turned on?"

Who wouldn't be?

"Yes" I whisper

"Show me"

A/N: Sorry for the absence every one I've been low on ideas for my stories and developing issues with where I want things to go in all of my late stories. Sorry for the late ones. Ideas in the comment section always helps! and as always
Thanks for reading this chapter of Cuffed ! Sorry for typos and grammar issues, Taichousama.
Posted:4/5/16
Last edited: 02/09/22