"Take off the ring and lube up your dick," I order Xander while I'm still knelt on the floor, holding my Puppet in a tender embrace.
Pretty boy releases the base of his erection and removes the lasso ring. Lube spurts out of the bottle and squishes along his dick in lovely wet sounds.
I slowly take a plug out of my Puppet's ear and whisper, "Will you be a good Puppet for your Master?"
He nods rubbing his cheek and the leather strap from his gag against my shoulder.
"Every time someone comes inside your ass I'll remove one of these restraints." My fingers trail over the gag and then up to the black leather blindfold until they reach his other ear and I take out the remaining earplug.
His whimpers sound like pleas and I can't refrain from kissing along his neck.
"Your hot tight hole begs to be used, Puppet. It's just too good to refuse," I say hoarsely between pecks tasting his skin.
The Puppet shudders and my guess is that he's enjoying my words just as I've hoped he would.
Rather easily, I pick him off the floor, encouraging his legs to lock around my waist as I cup his ass, inadvertently pushing the butt plug deeper inside him. My Puppet is whining and desperately holding on to me.
"Nice view," I comment eying Xander's glistening long member.
The blond smirks and strokes it, squeezing out some precum.
As I approach the sofa, my palm pats the Puppet's ass. "I brought you something to stick your dick into, pretty boy," I hoarsely utter and then plant a foot on the edge of the couch while I lower my Puppet to partly rest on my thigh, yet keep it facing me.
"But it's plugged," Xander says shrugging and his brows raise and lips pout in adorable fake confusion.
"Oh, that little thing's easy to take out." I hold up the Puppet in my arms and propped against my knee, as I remove the butt plug from its ass.
It moans and hugs my shoulders tighter.
It... My Puppet is an it. The thing I use — these thoughts make my erection throb.
I lower its ass toward Xander's dick and gingerly let it fall back into his arms and against his chest — all the while his long dick impales it deeply. Sweet groans leave the gagged Puppet and I bite its neck caressing over its lightly squared abs. Delicate, yet strong.
"Fuck it, pretty boy," I order and lean away to watch.
"Yes, Sir," Xander says with a smile.
My Puppet is held still by its thighs, facing me spread open, its cock swollen and pointing at the ceiling. Pretty boy pounds its ass in quick thrusts upwards. Muffled raspy cries fill the room as the Puppet's hands wander aimlessly.
So I growl close to its ear, "Box pose for the arms, Puppet."
Goosebumps visibly cover its skin and the Puppet's cries morph into pleading whimpers. But it complies just as it should, crossing its arms at the elbows behind the small of its back. Good Puppet.
I'm compelled to lick over its torso and pinch the Puppet's nipple. My right hand's busy holding on to the butt plug, yet I need both hands to tease my Puppet as much as I wish. I'm reluctant to simply drop the sex toy — it feels like a waste.
My lips find Xander's and we exchange a sloppy kiss.
"Open," I say looking at his mouth.
The pretty boy glances a bit confounded but does as ordered.
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Tethered Master Trent (MxM...xM?) | Random Updates
RomanceMaster Trent is a certified Dom at the Blue Hedonism BDSM Club, but from his track record, you'd doubt his ability to refrain his pushy-handsy ways around Subs. With a bad reputation and a humiliating event this fateful night, Trent believes he's l...
