Page 19 of Bondage Play

“Sir, I want to obey you, more than anything, but this…” Terry swallowed without any spit. “It’s too much, too hot.”

Phil gave him a knowing smile. “I’ll admit, this wasn’t part of my original agenda, but I couldn’t pass it up.” Phil pumped his own rigid flesh as he straddled Terry. “Hold back until I come on you. I want to feel you shooting inside of me when it happens.”

Terry almost cried in relief. “Thank you, Sir. Thank you so much.”

Phil grasped Terry’s imprisoned dick, guiding it to his hole. The leather ties forming the ring that was attached to the base of Terry’s stiff flesh dug into his erection just enough to force a gasp out of him. He still couldn’t believe he was about to be inside Phil, inside his Master. Terry yanked viciously on the restraints as his cockhead breached the tight, velvet rim of Phil’s hole, the searing heat enveloping him as Phil sank down on Terry’s prick.

Phil stopped before placing any pressure on Terry’s obscenely swollen balls. But the vise-like grip on Terry’s throbbing shaft as Phil fucked him was its own agony. Up and down Phil rose again and again, bouncing on his cock, squeezing him until Terry thought he’d scream.

Soon Phil’s motions lost their rhythm and he braced himself on his knees, leaning over Terry. Phil grasped his own erection, jacking it harshly. He abruptly stopped, reached behind him then tugged on the binds at the base of Terry’s cock. They fell away and Phil grabbed his own cock again.

“Now!”

Phil gripped Terry’s dick with his ass and came in long arcs on Terry’s chest, some of Phil’s thick cum hitting his cheek, his chin. The flutters in Phil’s channel sent Terry over the edge and hedidscream this time as he pumped his own cum inside his Master’s ass. Terry’s orgasm carried on until it made him dizzy. He collapsed within the hold of the cuffs, but Phil covered his body as he panted in the aftermath. Phil’s strong, rapid heartbeat thumped along with Terry’s, their skin pressed together with sweat and spunk cooling between them.

“Sir…” Terry couldn’t keep his eyes open. “My Master…”

He wanted to say something, anything that was coherent. Phil’s lips touching his pushed the thought right from his head. His Master had him, would take care of anything that needed to be taken care of. All that was left for Terry to do was lie there and let him.

Chapter Five

Phil held Terry’s hand in a firm grip as they made their way up Master Gerard’s driveway in the Hollywood Hills. It wasn’t an official gathering night and they hadn’t reached the point in their D/s where Phil demanded high protocol whenever they interacted with other members in the lifestyle. Tonight, it was all about figuring out what the story was with Anson and his so-called Master.

Wouldn’t mind getting to know Gerard better, though.

The desire to make some friends in the lifestyle had built the more he and Terry had explored their burgeoning Master/sub relationship. Eric was always there for him when he needed advice, but socializing with like-minded people locally would be a great boost for them, Terry included. If he was friends with subs who weren’t a hot mess the way Anson was, Phil was certain it would help ease some of his boy’s fears and concerns.

“You’re sure you don’t want me to kneel next to you? I did when we were here the first time. I’m totally okay with it, even though it’s only Gerard and Marco who’ll be there.”

Phil halted then considered his sub. The expression Terry radiated back at him was earnest. “It would greatly please me if you feel you’re ready.”

“I’m ready.”

Terry’s grin was all the confirmation Phil needed.Maybe I should quit trying to control his progress so intensely.The compulsion to go slow was so strong in Phil, he might’ve been missing some of Terry’s cues. He’d believed all along that Terry would make an ideal submissive. It was time to not only let him embrace it, but to push his boundaries even more.

“Very good, you make me proud.” Phil dropped Terry’s hand. “In which case, I want you to walk two steps behind me, eyes lowered. You’ll kneel to my right when I sit down. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” Terry complied immediately, the hint of a smile still on his lips.

Within mere seconds of knocking on the door of Gerard’s stately home, Marco appeared.

“Good evening, Sir.” Marco spoke softly with a light Spanish accent. He also only wore his collar, nipple rings and a cock cage. “Would you follow me, please?”

Phil cleared his throat. “Thank you.”

The small, fey man led them to the expansive, open living room where the majority of the guests would gather on Gerard’s BDSM nights. Phil couldn’t stop gaping at Marco’s impressive bubble butt as it swayed back and forth.I see what Terry meant.That particular part of Marco’s anatomy was quite impressive.

“Hello, Master Phil, Terry.” Gerard rose from one section of the black, microsuede couch. “Please, have a seat wherever you’d like.”

Gerard indicated to the large area. In addition to the L-shaped sofa and a matching love seat directly across from it,there were a number of plush chairs, all with armrests and big enough to easily accommodate two men. Phil’s mind flashed to some of the activities he’d witnessed on the various pieces of furniture the two times he’d visited Gerard’s place before. He coughed into his fist, averting his gaze.Mustn’t get hard.

Phil chose the section of the couch perpendicular to where Gerard had reseated himself. Terry dropped to his knees next to Phil exactly as he’d been commanded. Phil petted Terry’s head in silent acknowledgement that he was pleased. Marco remained standing next to Gerard, head bowed and hands clasped behind his back.

Gerard glanced at Marco. “Good boy.” He returned his attention to Phil. “I hope you don’t mind, but Marco has been hiding from me, and since Eric shared with me originally that you and your boy are working on a 24/7 dynamic, I felt it was appropriate to continue his discipline for your visit.” Gerard gazed down on Marco with clear affection. “Public nudity symbolizes vulnerability. This is a reminder to him that he can be vulnerable while also remaining safe.” Gerard stroked Marco’s head. “Always safe with me.”

Phil smiled in way of reassurance. “I don’t mind at all. Instead, I feel honored that you would recognize the seriousness of my goals for mine and Terry’s relationship.”

Gerard smiled back, his gaze holding Phil’s. “Excellent. Then let’s relax and try to figure out what’s been going on. What can I get you to drink? I won’t be having anything alcoholic since I’ll be doing a scene later with Marco and my doorman, Marty. But it’s available if you’d like to partake.”