Playboy [BoyXBoy]

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A scream of ecstacy erupted from my mouth, as Vic's thick, hard còck began to pound into me even harder than before.

I was currently strapped into one of my favourite devices, the mighty St Andrew's cross, which had my arms and legs tied to different corners of the cross, leaving them spread wide open. After what felt like hours of Vic teasing and me begging, he finally decided to give me what I wanted. As amazing as the teasing was (I had a vibrator up my àss, while he had fun with a riding crop - I'm pretty sure I'm going to have scars), nothing could beat the feeling of him inside of me. Absolutely nothing.

I enjoyed every second of it, because it felt as if he went deeper and deeper with every thrust. I was moaning uncontrollably and could feel myself beginning to get close.

"Don't you dare fùcking cùm until I give you permission to, understood?" Vic growled in my ear, obviously sensing my change in breathing.

"Yes sir," I nodded meekly and bit down hard on my bottom lip, trying to keep in my desperate groans. I swear this will never get old.

However the mood was completely ruined by a knock on the door to our playroom. Vic stopped his movements and furrowed his eyebrows.

"What?" He snapped in annoyance, hating the fact that he had been disturbed.

"Sir?" Came the familiar voice of his butler...or dad? I don't even know. He was slightly muffled by the door between us though. "There's someone at the door, looking for you. He says it's important."

"Did you get his name?" Vic called back, his dìck still buried inside of my ass. I was getting impatient with him, so I slowly began to rock my hips, as much as I could while being strapped to the cross. Vic, in contrary, gave me a warning look and held my hips still with firm hands. I rolled my eyes.

"He says he goes by the name...Xx_L0rdZ1llaIII_xX?" What he said sounded more like a question than an answer, but it obviously got a reaction out of Vic.

"Shit," he muttered, instantly slipping out of me, leaving me feeling empty, and whining. I watched in confusion as he hurriedly retrieved his clothing and began putting it on. When he was done, he started advancing toward the door, when I finally spoke up.

"Aren't you forgetting someone? Untie me!" I reminded in irritation. Was he really going to leave me here like this? I was not even annoyed that he stopped the sex, I was more annoyed that he assumed it would be okay to abandon me in this position.

He turned around with a contemplative expression. I was not sure whether it was because he did not have time to, or because he was just lazy, Vic did not untie me. Instead he opted for grabbing the huge dildo we had used beforehand. I watched in amusement as he squirted some lube onto it, then turned on the highest setting.

Vic approached me and ran his hand softly through my hair, staring into my eyes, before quickly shoving the vibrator where his dick had been just moments ago. I whimpered at the feeling, but it was nothing I couldn't handle.

"Have fun!" Vic called, exiting the room and closing the door behind him.

At least this was better than being left completely alone, with nothing to entertain me.

The dildo was working its magic on my àsshole, and I was having the time of my life. I could not help but moan again, as I felt my orgasm building up. Vic told me that I was not allowed to cùm, but he was not here so he had no say in what happened. Therefore I gave myself permission to do so, with a smug smirk. Vic could do nothing to stop me! He would be mad though.

It came and went pretty quickly, nothing special, but it left me a sensitive, twitching mess. But the vibrator did not stop, making me feel as if I was being pushed to the edge and could not take anymore.

It was getting very uncomfortable for me, so I writhed around and struggled in my restraints, until I managed to make the device slip out of my àss. It landed on the floor with a plop and landed in my small pile of cùm. The sight was almost comical.

Now that I was satisfied, I became quite bored with being here alone. My mind drifted towards the girls and what they were up to. We had been texting nonstop and, from what I've heard, they all have been a lot happier with their new owners. The thought made me smile.

It was selfish of me to feel upset about them leaving. They were unhappy here and, if moving to live with someone else is what they needed to finally come out of their shells, so be it. I would not stop them from being content with what they are doing.

I got mad though, because Lynn told me that Amy still thinks Harambe was just a gorilla. What an ignorant imbecile! She could never understand the connection I had with him...

I had no idea how long I had been there for, naked and tied up, but I knew it was a long time. I was starting to get cold and my skin rose in goosebumps. The only entertainment I had was the pulsating of the vibrator which was still going. I was surprised the batteries lasted this long.

But, with so much time to think, I realised how lucky was. Everything felt like it was in place at that moment in time. All problems were solved. Everyone was happy. I wanted things to stay like this forever.

But, nope! Life just had to punch me in the face.

The door to the room burst open, making me jump and break away from the little daydream I was having. I nearly screamed at the sight before me and felt my body beginning to shake, as my eyes widened to an unbelievable size.

In front of me, with their guns threateningly pointed at my naked body, were three police officers.

My mind instantly went to the darkest of places. Why would they be here? Did they come for me? I racked my brain for all of the illegal things I did within the last few months (and there was a worrying amount, but none of them were worthy of getting the police called on me!). And then it hit me.

What the fùck did Vic do this time?

I gulped. They gazed at me in horror and disgust, as if they just witnessed me piss on a baby or kick a puppy - then again, what else could I expect? They literally stormed into a room and saw me, naked, strapped to a St Andrew's cross, with a moist dildo vibrating on the ground by my feet in a puddle of semen. I would be concerned by that too.

I offered an awkward smile and moved my hand in a strange waving motion.

"Hey there," I greeted as cheerfully as I could manage, while in this situation. I laughed nervously, not really knowing how to handle this in a different way.

Within seconds, another person was in the room and I was relieved to see it was Vic. He ran across the room and stood in front of my body, trying to cover me up as best as he could.

As soon as they laid their eyes upon him, the officers furrowed their eyebrows and lowered their guns.

"Vic?" One of them spoke and I was not sure but I thought I sensed slight amusement in his voice. "What the fùck?"

"I can explain!" Vic exclaimed with wide eyes. He released an annoyed groan, when he saw the dildo on the floor, vibrating like there's no tomorrow.

Judging by how they all interacted, these men all knew each other. It meant that, to Vic, this was nothing but embarrassing and I was slowly starting to see the funny side to it, especially when the mood in the room changed to one of playfulness.

I sure was excited to hear Vic try to dig himself out of this one!