“Good boy,” Nick rumbled, stroking his thumb over the head of Billy’s spent and sensitive cock. Billy shuddered, the pleasure/pain overwhelming, knowing that there was nothing he could do but hang on and enjoy the ride.
It looked like it was going to be a good one.
Epilogue
“So… are you wearing it?”
Nick looked up to see Tulip staring at him with a devious smile on her face. He looked at Pat who shrugged, clearly wanting no part of whatever Tulip was up to. They were eating lunch, sitting together like they always did, taking a break from their after Christmas toy evaluations.
“Wearing what?” Billy asked, squirming. He hoped Tulip wasn’t referring to what he thought she was referring to. He’d been hoping she’d forgotten about that particular item.
“The chastity device.” Tulip’s voice was matter of fact, but the look in her eyes was pure glee. Pat sputtered and put his spoon down, shooting Tulip a frustrated look.
“Really?” Pat asked, sounding very put out. “When I’m eating?”
Tulip just grinned and shrugged. “I’m curious. Billy here has been a little short tempered today, and I was just wondering if Nick had locked his penis up again. It’s not my fault Billy gets cranky when he’s not allowed to cum.”
“Tulip!” Pat growled, red in the face. Billy was almost offended at the other elf’s distress.
“Yes?” Tulip asked, acting oblivious.
“Stop this!” Pat insisted. “Billy isn’t wearing a chastity device, and even if he were, I don’t want to know about it!”
“I’m sorry,” Tulip said, doing her best impression of a remorseful puppy. Then she turned to Billy. “So? Are you?”
Pat let out a whine like a wounded animal and Billy shook his head.
He was lying.
Tulip’s eyes narrowed, her mouth pursed, but she didn’t say anything. Billy squirmed, shifting in his seat, more aware of his cock than he’d ever been in his life.
“Okay, fine. I am. Are you happy now?” he growled, crossing his arms. Pat put his fingers in his ears and closed his eyes.
“Very.” Tulip smiled and resumed eating, and Billy sighed. He’d been sure that today would be the day that Tulip didn’t remind him of his naked jaunt from Nick’s apartment to the experimentation room, but he should have known better.
At least this time she hadn’t programmed his machine to make cock-cages all night. Waking up and finding the floor next to the machine piled high with shiny chastity devices was not Billy’s idea of a good time—especially when all of them were too big to fit him.
“Do you really not mind?” Pat blurted out, surprising both Tulip and Billy.
“What?” Billy asked, confused. Pat gestured wildly.
“That thing! How can you wear it? Is he forcing you?” the older elf sounded genuinely upset.
Billy shook his head. “He isn’t forcing me. If I don’t want to dosomething, I can use my safety word and it all stops. And I wear it because I like it. I can’t explain it. Letting Nick decide when I can… you know… it just does it for me.”
“But why?” Pat asked, looking like the question was literally causing him pain.
“I don’t know. It feels good.” Billy shrugged, unable to explain it further. If Pat ever caught wind of some of the crazier things Nick had introduced him to—like the fucking sounding rods—he’d probably keel over from shock.
“But—"
Pat didn’t get to finish his question. Tulip held up her hand and gave him a stern look.
“He likes it for the same reason you like wearing socks and a Santa’s hat when you have sex. It makes him feel good. Now, stop making him think about this. He’s got a good thing going with Nick and I don’t want you making him mess it up by thinking about it.”
Billy snorted. Tulip was a funny one. It was okay for her to tease him mercilessly about his sex life, but she was strangely protective of him when others tried to follow her lead.
Pat sulked. “I don’t like wearing socks and…” he trailed off at the look Tulip gave him, blushing.
