But then I felt him crash onto his knees behind me. Rough hands spread my ass and a real cock pressed into me. A joyous cry left my lips as Vax slid home, filling my channel as no fake shaft could. He went deep with the first thrust, his passage eased by that toy. Still, he stretched me. Went deeper.
“Vax!” I cried out, my back arching.
“Put your head down!” Vaxarion commanded. “And get your ass in the air.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” I groaned and lowered my head. My ass shifted up, giving him deeper access, and Vax made use of it. “Thank you. Oh, fuck. Thank you.”
“Shut up!” Vax growled. “You want to be treated like a slave? Fine. That's what you'll get, Zixin!”
And then the Sea King was beyond words. His hands held my hips in a vise and his pelvis slapped my ass with every thrust. It was sheer bliss. My muscles clenched again. Getting ready.
“No!” Vaxarion said and grabbed my cock, squeezing the head. “Don't you dare come. You're not worthy of coming. Do you fucking understand me?”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” I gasped. Using all of my willpower, I pushed down my climax, even as he sped up, his breath coming as fast as his thrusts.
With a victorious cry, the Sea King erupted inside me, filling me with three heavy spurts. At last, he settled, his grip loosening and his cock slipping free. But before I could lift my head, something replaced him. Something cold, like metal.
The plug. He had corked me like a bottle. I would have laughed if I hadn't still been in need.
With a pleased smack on my ass, Vax moved aside and sprawled back on the pillows. “Come here, Zix.”
I looked up hopefully. The King had one arm outstretched. I crawled in against him and hesitantly laid my head on his chest. He sighed, pulled me in against him, and kissed the top of my head.
Vax started to speak, but then someone called up the stairs, “Your dinner, Your Majesty! May I bring it up?”
“No!” Vaxarion roared as he bolted up, bouncing me off him. “Leave it there!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!” the man's voice trembled. Then came the sound of running feet.
“I'll get it,” I offered.
“No, you wait here.” Vaxarion got up and strode across the room, giving me the most spectacular view of his ass.
I sighed and nestled into his pillow, breathing in his salty, spicy male scent. I was home. I knew it in my bones. Coming back had been the right thing to do. And even if Vax kept me as a slave for the rest of my existence, I wouldn't regret it. Because I could only be happy when he was in my life. Without him, I was . . .
My thoughts trailed away as I saw Vax come striding powerfully through the doorway. He held the dinner tray, laden with platters heaped with food. But he also had something hanging from a finger.
Vax set the tray down on the bed and sat beside it. “Come here, Zix.”
Swallowing my apprehension, I crawled over to him. He lifted the strange item. It was a delicate thing made of gold spacers and rings. I frowned at it, unable to process what it was. Then Vax slid the golden cage over my cock.
Luckily, the length of his absence had softened my erection. If I'd still be hard, it would have been impossible for me to fit in that thing. But I think Vax would have found a way to getit on. His expression was grim when he slid my balls through the ring at the base and locked it in place. Literally put a tiny lock on it. That's when I noticed the key that hung around his neck.
What the actual fuck?
But I didn't protest. Didn't make a single sound as my sex was caged for the King's amusement. With that cage around me, I wouldn't be able to get an erection. Or if I did, it would hurt. As annoying as that was, I understood what Vax was doing. I had betrayed him, and it was bad enough that he was taking pleasure from me. To give me pleasure in return was too far.
Confirming my suspicions, Vax said, “You will only come when I allow it.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“Now, you may feed me. I find that I'm starving.” With a feral grin, Vax sprawled back against the bed pillows and waited.
I brought the tray of food to him, setting it beside him. When I started to sit down, he smacked my thigh.
“Don't you know how a slave sits in his master's presence?” Vax growled. “Kneel. And make sure your cock is properly displayed.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” I said and knelt, adjusting my cock and balls to sit on my thighs.
