“That’s right. Enjoy it.”
Finley took the advice and let the swing hold the weight of his body a fraction more, relaxing into the slow onslaught of the fucking machine.
Kage freed Dylan’s cock from the steel contraption and picked up a riding crop. He traced it from Dylan’s neck to his exposed dick, now growing hard. He patted it with the crop, then delivered a few harder smacks. Dylan strained in his bonds and his muffled moan reached Finley though the microphone in Kage’s ear.
Finley let his body be rocked on the swing gently with the dildo doing its job, and watched Kage slick Dylan’s cock, then attach a pumping machine to it. With one hand squeezing Dylan’s throat,Kage pulled on the chain attached to the clamps while watching Dylan’s reaction through the mask.
He relaxed his hold and a wave of come splattered inside the pump as Dylan convulsed through his orgasm.
Kage smirked and lifted a brow to Dylan’s Mistress. Sitting on the corner chair, she uncrossed her legs and tapped her chin with a finger. When she stood up, the smile on her crimson lips was positively evil. She took off Dylan’s mask and looked down at his tear-stricken face as he mouthedI’m sorry.
“You came without permission, so now you will come again for me anyway,” she said loud enough for Finley to hear. “After I do.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She lifted her short latex skirt, lowered herself on his face, and took the chain connecting Dylan’s nipples like reins. Kage approached the bench, pulling on a fresh pair of black latex gloves. He amped the speed of the pump working Dylan’s cock and reached for a bottle of lube.
Kage looked into the camera and Finley almost came from the intensity of his gaze. He knew what he was doing and Finley loved his wicked brain.
Finley moaned and rocked back on the dildo, sending the weight swaying, pulling on his nipples. He was inching towards release, only to breathe through it, then for the process to start all over again.
His current predicament was far superior to him standing in front of the stage to watch Kage work. Now, he was floating, stimulated in so many places, he was on the verge of orgasm every few moments. But his cock remained untouched.
When Kage’s fingers disappeared into the Sub, milking his prostate, Finley lost himself at the sight of it. Suspended there in his soft bubble of bliss, he wallowed in the sensations as they overtook his entire being.
He wasn’t sure how much time passed, but he remembered the Mistress riding Dylan’s face as she came and Dylan spurting into the pump, wiggling his ass on Kage’s fingers.
Soon after, the door opened and Kage’s face appeared in Finley’s field of vision.
“Finley,” Kage whispered, as he took off Finley’s headphones and handcuffs. “You did well. I’ll stop the stimulation, but I want you to hold on. Don’t come yet.”
Finley nodded. Even after the whirring of the fuck machine had ceased and the dildo had left his ass, he still felt the echo of the rhythmic fucking. He clenched his hole around emptiness and whimpered, then yelped when Kage unclasped his nipples one by one. Thanks to his thorough shave, Kage’s gentle removal of the stim patches from his balls didn’t hurt as much as he’d expected.
His skin felt delicate, stretched too thin, as if he was about to burst and his orgasm to explode out of his every pore. But he breathed deeply and followed Kage’s prompts until he lay on his back on the rug, his legs bent and spread.
“I’ve been thinking of claiming you like this since I left the room. Fuck, Finley. You’re perfect.” Kage caressed Finley’s thighs, sending a full-body shiver through him. He must have undressed in the meantime, as now he knelt naked between Finley’s knees, his long, uncut cock glistening with precome and lube.
“Fuck me,” Finley groaned. “Please.”
In lieu of a reply, Kage held Finley by the calves and sunk balls deep in one swift move.
Finley cried out.
Kage’s dick was in, to the hilt. Bare. The feel of his Dom inside him made Finley whimper, but it was the look of love in Kage’s eyes that brought tears to Finley’s.Could it be?
“I love that my cock is your first. That no one ever had your ass. It’s selfish, but you—” Kage shuddered on a thrust. “This ass is mine and only mine.”
“My hole is yours to fill whenever you want. I’m your Toy, Kage.” Finley angled his hips up, wanting more of him. Because no matter what, it would never be enough.
“Mine…” Kage whispered, then swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Come when you’re ready. You’ve waited long enough.” He leaned over to catch Finley’s lips, and the second their tongues touched, Finley soared.
He came on his stomach so hard, his body shuddered and tears flowed down his cheeks. His nipples still stung from the clamps, and his balls, now empty, ached with the echo of the electro stimulation.
He broke the kiss to take a breath, and met Kage’s gaze. His Dom parted his lips on a loud groan as he tensed, mouthing Finley’s name on a silent gasp.
Finley’s ass was pulsing, squeezing Kage’s cock, milking every drop out of his man, his Dom, his partner..
He claimed me as his. And now, I won’t let him go.
