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Benny's House
Chapter 20 – A Day To Remember
by Matt
From the diary of Benny Harrison
Saturday 9th May 2015
It's been a long time coming... two years, nine months and four days to be precise, but it's finally happened. Josh is mine again! I figured I'd write this entry early today as I probably won't have time later, because... well, I guess I'll write more about it tomorrow! So excited!!!!
"Oh my God, are we seriously doing this?" Benny asked quietly. His heart felt like it was about to pound right through his ribcage. He was sitting in the front seat of the car, looking round nervously.
"Hey, don't look at me, this is all your plan!" Dale said with a slight smirk from the back seat.
"I know, I know," Benny said, nodding, "But still.... fuck. It's a bit intense!"
"It's not too late to back out," Alex said, knowing there was no way Benny would change his mind now.
Benny shook his head. "No, we're doing this. This needs to be... memorable!"
"Oh it'll definitely be that!" Dale said with a chuckle. "Wait, there he is!" He pointed down the street.
Everyone looked where he was pointing and saw Josh walking towards them, gym bag slung over his shoulder. Benny looked across towards the door of Josh and Dale's apartment building and gave a signal to Roger, who slunk further back into the bushes.
The occupants of the car quietly climbed out, knowing what was coming next. As Josh neared the door, passing Roger's hiding place, the large General jumped out and put a bag over Josh's head, then grabbed his arms and wrestled him to the ground. The other three ran forward as soon as they saw Roger move.
Moments later, they had cuffed Josh's hands behind his back, bound his legs together with a length of rope and reached into the bag to force secure a gag in his mouth. Josh struggled desperately, but even alone against Roger he would have been overpowered. With Dale, Benny and Alex helping, he never stood a chance. He continued attempting to free himself, totally panicked but ultimately helpless as he was lifted and carried to the car.
The four of them manoeuvred Josh into the middle of the back seat. Roger and Alex climbed into the front while Benny and Dale sat either side of the restrained man, holding him back in his seat. They all remained silent, which only heightened Josh's terror. Roger started the car and drove them all back to Benny's house.
Once they arrived, still not saying a word, they dragged him out and carried him into the house and down the stairs to the basement. Everyone in the house knew what was happening and most of them had gathered to watch Josh being carried in. They all piled into the room lingering back near the walls while Josh was placed standing in the middle.
Benny reached up inside the sack and secured a blindfold over Josh's eyes, then pulled the sack away. The handcuffs were removed, but before Josh could make any kind of attempt to get free, he felt four hands on each arm, lifting them up. He felt new restraints around his wrists, this time rubber ones which were somewhat more comfortable than the metal handcuffs he had just been released from. As the hands let go of him, he pulled at the restraints, but they were securely fastened to what felt like a chain above him.
Josh yelled as much as the gag would allow, screaming to be released. He knew it wasn't likely to achieve anything, but he was so scared that it was all he could think to do. The next thing he knew, there were hands all over him, grabbing at his clothes. All at once, they pulled. A range of ripping sounds and a burst of cool air against his skin made it obvious his clothes had been ripped away all at once, even his underwear, his cock hanging free and exposed.
Unexpectedly, he felt hands grasping at the back of the gag. It fell away, the ball filling his mouth popping free.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" Josh screamed as loudly as he could.
"It won't do you any good," Roger growled in his ear. "Nobody can hear you!"
"Please, please, let me go. Please," Josh pleaded desperately, breathing heavily.
"Oh I don't think so," Roger hissed at him. He grabbed Josh's cock and balls, squeezing them firmly. "You belong to us now!"
"Aaargh!" Josh called out as he felt the hand crushing his genitals. "No, please, I'll do anything! Please!" he begged, verging on tears.
"Oh we already know that. You're going to do anything we tell you!" Roger said, squeezing just a little tighter before letting go.
Inexplicably, Josh's cock had begun to swell. He gasped a few times, then asked, "If I do what you ask... will you let me go?"
Roger quickly looked to Benny and Dale, silently seeking approval to continue the teasing. He got an enthusiastic nod from Benny and a non-committal shrug from Dale which he took as permission to go on. He leaned in as close as he could to Josh's ear and in a low gravelly whisper, replied, "Behave and things will be a little easier on you, but you should know... we're NEVER letting you go!"
Josh whimpered a little, terrified at the thought of never being released by his unknown captors.
Benny sniggered at Josh's reaction. He was worried that Josh might guess where he was right away, but it looked like he had no idea. He suddenly felt vibrating in his pocket as his phone rang, thankfully set on silent so it didn't break the palpable tension. He pulled out the phone and checked. It was his Mum. She had attempted to call almost every week since he moved out, but he had continued to resist speaking to her. He had actually started to consider answering the next time she called, but unfortunately now was not the time so he slipped it back into his pocket for now, turning his attention back to Josh, smirking at the young man's now fully-erect cock.
Benny had mostly left the activities up to Roger to plan, so he was largely unaware of how the day would play out, beyond the general ongoing torture of Josh. He watched excitedly as Roger and Alex started tying Josh up with ropes, releasing his arms as needed to secure them once again behind his back. It was a long process watching them work, but everyone stared on excitedly. Roger was a master with rope and Alex had been learning quickly.
Eventually, the two of them had Josh fully immobilised, his knees pulled up to his chest and tied in place, effectively curling him up into a ball. Next the ropes were attached the large metal hoop on the end of chain hanging down from the ceiling. Once he was satisfied that it was secure, he walked over to the wall, loosened the other end of the chain from its hook on the wall and started pulling. The sound of the chain running through the series of pulleys echoed around the eerily silent room as Josh felt himself slowly getting pulled upwards.
Up and up Josh went, feeling himself clearing the ground and starting to swing back and forth gently until two hands grabbed him to hold him still. Blindfolded but not gagged, all he could do was nervously ask, "What are you doing?"
As everyone looked, they saw that the way Roger had suspended him had both his arse and his mouth at the perfect height to be fucked.
"Okay, everyone pick an end and form a queue!" Roger called out. As everyone dashed forward to either Josh's head or his rear, Roger moved close to the restrained man again and growled in his ear, "Anyone feels any teeth you will be MORE than sorry! Understand?"
"Y... yes... S...Sir," Josh stuttered.
Once Roger gave the signal to start, Josh found himself filled at both ends with a range of cocks. One after the other, the Boys and the Generals took turns fucking Josh's hole and throat, with the exceptions of Robert and Quentin who were still in chastity as part of the punishment from Alex's game the previous weekend. Load after load shot in him or on him, mixing with the sweat pouring from him. The rooms were well-ventilated, but with more than a dozen young men in the room, it had gotten quite uncomfortably warm.
At one point, Benny gestured to Dale to have a go, but he turned down the offer. He was there simply to keep an eye on his boyfriend, to make sure that he didn't come to any serious harm. If he wanted to fuck him, he could do it at home in their privacy of their own bed.
By the time everyone was done, Josh was a wreck. His fear had come in waves, horrific thoughts of what horrors awaited him flooding through him, only to be replaced by surges of pleasure. Despite the sheer terror, being so fully restrained, so completely powerless, it was turning him on. The solid cocks impaling him over and over only served to heighten both sensations.
"Time for a break, I think," Roger said aloud, getting nods of agreement from everyone else.
"Thank fuck," Josh muttered under his breath.
"Oh, not for you!" Roger called out, letting Josh know that he had been heard.
Before going out to have a break and cool down, everyone watched as Josh was manoeuvred into a different position. His upper body was kept restrained by the ropes, but his legs were released and he was forced to stand upright. He groaned aloud as he was allowed to stretch out a little.
As Roger secured the ropes back onto the chain above Josh, Alex prepared to small wooden blocks, each topped with a thin metal panel, a cable trailing from each of them. He positioned them in front of Josh and Roger made him step up onto them. A few moments of adjustments and Josh was forced to stand on tip-toes.
"What are you doing?" Josh asked, hopeful nut knowing he wasn't likely to get a response.
Alex picked up a small box attached to the end of the cables and pressed a few buttons on it. As he grinned, Josh suddenly yelled out. A sudden electric shock jolted his left foot. He immediately raised it off of the block as he screamed out.
A few seconds later, there was another jolt, this time to his right foot. Instinctively, he jerked that away too, knowing the ropes would support him. No sooner had he lifted his foot, he yelled out again. His shoulders suddenly burned with pain as the weight of his body pulled him down.
Dale looked panicked and stepped forward, but Benny grabbed his arm to stop him. "It's okay," he whispered, "Roger's done this before. It'll cause him some pain, but won't do any permanent damage. Most of his weight is supported by the ropes, it's just designed to hurt!"
Dale looked nervous, but accepted the comments.
"Best get your feet back down unless you want your arms ripped out of their sockets!" Roger called out, getting a slight snigger from the spectators.
Gingerly, Josh felt around with his feet until they found the metal-topped blocks again. He sighed with relief as he stood, the pressure on his shoulders disappearing. His relief was short-lived though as he once again felt a shock in his left foot.
"FUCK!" Josh yelled out, lifting the foot. Knowing what was coming next, he quickly put the foot back down and raised the right one, attempting to avoid another shock. Thinking he had outsmarted the system, he waited smugly, but found himself yelling out once more as a shock shot through the same foot again. His shoulders strained as the weight of his body pulled him down once again.
"Oh yeah, forgot to mention," Roger said casually, "It goes off in a random pattern at random times." The revelation got a whimper from Josh who once reluctantly placed a foot down again. Roger smiled at the reaction before calling out, "Come on everyone, break time."
Once again Dale looked a little worried, but Benny gestured to Alex who nodded in response. As everyone filed out, Alex remained behind to keep an eye on Josh and make sure he could be released if something went wrong. He remained silent though, wanting Josh to believe he was completely alone.
Upstairs, most of the Boys had gone their own ways, but Dale remained with Benny. "So you do this sort of thing every day?" he asked the teen.
Benny shrugged. "Sort of. I mean, he's really getting the extreme treatment today, it's normally a lot more relaxed than that, but yeah... pretty much," he replied as they made their way into the kitchen. "Drink?"
"Water please," Dale requested, taking a seat at the breakfast bar. Benny opened the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water and a can of coke. Dale caught the bottle as it was thrown to him. "And all these guys, they just... do what you tell them?"
Benny smirked and nodded. It still seemed a strange concept to him at times too. He took a seat opposite Dale. As he did so, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and made a mental note to call his Mum later. For now, his focus was on Dale. "Yeah. I mean, when I started I may have... coerced a few of them into it, but something happened that made me rethink it. After that, I made sure nobody was here against their will," he explained.
Dale's eyes narrowed as he stared at Benny. "Josh?" he asked.
Benny hesitated for a moment, the nodded slowly. "Yeah," he confirmed, looking down at the can in his hands. Keeping himself from looking at Dale, he explained, "Seeing him made me think of... that day."
Benny didn't need to elaborate any more for Dale to know exactly which one he meant. "Mmm-huh," Dale hummed his understanding.
"Dale, I'm..." Benny started, but paused, getting a little choked up. He took a few deep breaths and tried again. "I'm sorry. It may have been Josh that I... injured that day, but he wasn't the only one I hurt."
"Mmm-huh," Dale hummed again.
Benny finally looked up at the older man, his eyes watery. "For you to have to walk in and find us like that... I just... I can't imagine what it was like."
"I wanted to kill you!" Dale said bluntly. Benny's eyes widened with fear. Dale nodded and went on. "Seriously, I wanted to hit you and keep doing it until..." he paused, shaking his head. "I still felt like that for a long time afterwards."
"And now?" Benny asked nervously.
Dale sighed as he observed the boy. "Well I don't want to hurt you, so relax!" he said with a smile, seeing Benny visibly calm a little. "Honestly... I can see how much you've grown up. Josh and Sam were definitely right about that. You were young and stupid and totally unprepared for the situation you were in, but you seem to have learned from it."
"I did. I have!" Benny insisted with a nod.
"Good, because I'm trusting you with the most important thing in my life and if you ever hurt him again..." Dale said, smiling, but a terrifying seriousness burning in his eyes.
Benny simply nodded his understanding.
By the time everyone had gathered back down in the Play Room, Josh was panting, his entire body moist with sweat as he danced from foot to foot, aching all over.
"Should we let him down?" Roger called out.
There was a mixture of yes and no called out from the Boys, followed a moment later by a quiet, "Yes!" from Josh, which got a slight snigger from some of the viewers.
"Fine. Shut it off," Roger said to Alex, who immediately turned off the controls for the shock panels.
Roger lowered the chain a little and, feeling the slight slack in his restraints, Josh stepped down off of the blocks, moaning with relief. The large General approached the restrained man and started rubbing both shoulders. "Do they hurt?" he asked, worryingly politely.
"Yes," Josh replied.
"And here?" Roger asked as his hands slid down to Josh's arms.
"Yes," Josh answered.
Roger continued letting his hands roam across Josh's body, getting confirmation after confirmation about what parts hurt. Finally, Roger's hands came to rest of Josh's arse. "How about here?" he asked.
"Erm... no," Josh replied. It was one of the few parts that wasn't in any kind of pain.
"We'll have to change that then," Roger said happily.
"Ugh, no," Josh complained weakly, realising he had virtually invited that.
Roger quickly freed Josh from the ropes completely, leaving him standing in the middle of the room. Several tense seconds passed as everyone watched, wondering whether Josh would make a run for it or attempt to reach up and remove the blindfold. Amazingly, he did neither. Whether it was because he knew he was surrounded and wouldn't get away, because he knew it would simply get him into more trouble or because he was simply too worn out to consider the attempt, nobody could be sure. Another popular theory was that he was actually enjoying himself, a theory very much supported by Josh's ongoing erection.
Roger moved a small wooden construct to the middle of the room then pushed Josh onto it. The blindfolded man was made to kneel on it and then bend over. Once again he felt his legs and arms being restrained as he body rested against what felt like padded leather. He could move a little more than he had been able to in the ropes, but not much. He was still very much at his captors' mercy.
Looking at Josh bent over and ready to receive a spanking, there was a sudden dip in energy around the room. Almost entirely at once, the residents of the house found themselves thinking about Wesley. If he had still been there, there was no doubt that Benny would have selected him to carry out the next part. Instead, Benny had chosen to do it himself.
The Master looked at the range of tools Roger had prepared for him and ended up selecting a simple, narrow, bamboo cane. David flinched a little. As a result of the game they had played the previous Saturday night, he had been sentenced to thrice-daily spankings. As such, he had been subjected to the pain before work, when he got home and before going to bed every day since. Just as Alex had threatened at the time, he had been unable to sit comfortably all week. Even now his rear was still sore, particularly the bright red lines left on his cheeks from the very cane Benny now held.
Josh waited patiently, not that he really had any other options. The waiting was almost as bad as what was being done to him, or so he thought until he heard a loud SWISH followed by a stinging slap on his bare rear. "FUCK!" he screamed out, straining against the restraints.
Benny waited several seconds before striking again, being careful not to get the same spot again. SWISH! SMACK! A second red line quickly began to form across both of Josh's cheeks.
Benny was feeling kind, only bringing the cane down three more times after that, leaving Josh's rump covered in red stripes. Before he placed the cane down, though, he indicated for Roger and Alex to part Josh's cheeks, exposing his hole.
SWISH! The cane flew again, but this time came down in line with Josh's arse crack, landing perfectly in the centre and sending a shot of pain through Josh like he had never felt before.
"AH YOU FUCKING CUNT!" he screamed out in pain, almost sobbing.
Although the strike got a sympathetic wince of pain from everyone watching, Josh's yell got a snigger of amusement too.
Benny finally placed down the cane and instead picked up two floggers, each made up of a handle and a couple of dozen thin strips of leather. He spun them round rapidly as he approached Josh, knowing that his new slave had no idea what was about the come. The audience, however, seemed to be holding their collective breaths, the eerie anticipative silence making Josh's visibly tense up.
Benny swung one hand then the other, one flogger making contact with Josh's upper back, the second just above his butt. The hits were a shock, but not entirely unpleasant and Josh only let out a quiet moan.
As if taking the quiet moans as a cue to get tougher, Benny swung both floggers again, a little harder this time, making contact with the same spots as the first swing. The harder hits elicited a louder response, but once more it prompted Benny to go on. The floggers swung round for a third swipe, immediately followed by a fourth and fifth.
"UUURGH!" Josh groaned through gritted teeth.
Benny smiled as he walked round to face Josh's arse again, marvelling at the sight of the cane marks. A quick swing of the floggers had Josh shouting out a string of profanities as the plethora of leather strips made contact with the red welts. The young Master quickly learned that it only took the most gentle of contact to send waves of pain rippling through Josh thanks to his earlier cane-work. He started spinning both floggers, the leather strips spinning round and round. Gradually he moved them closer until the tips just started to make contact with Josh's reddened cheeks.
"MOTHER FUCKER!" Josh screamed out as the floggers continued round, feeling like they were scratching into his flesh with every spin. "NO, PLEASE, NO MORE!" Josh finally called out. It was the first time he had asked for anything to stop so blatantly, so it caught Benny a little by surprise.
The Master immediately stopped, letting the floggers hang down by his sides. While everyone else was surprised he had stopped when requested, Dale gave the boy a slight smile and nod. Benny found himself secretly pleased to have kept Dale happy.
Benny started walking away, silently signalling to Roger to release Josh while gesturing for Malik to step in. Everyone knew what that meant, a buzz of hushed chatter filling the room.
A few minutes later, Josh was back on his feet with his hands chained above him. Malik approached Josh the same as he did every new person he edged. He placed his hands on Josh's shoulders, then worked them across the entire surface of his body, taking note of every twitch, every noise, every movement his teasing triggered. Once he had built a mental map on Josh's body, what areas he liked, which he didn't and which seemed to have no affect on his arousal at all, a plan began to formulate in his mind.
Zane happily dashed forward as Malik gestured to him, finding himself quickly getting put to work on Josh's right nipple, while David got assigned to the left. Next Malik called up Taro and Philip, assigning each of them a couple of spots on Josh's body to caress, tease or lick. Within minutes, Josh was moaning excitedly, a long string of precum oozing from the tip of his cock.
"Oh God, yes!" Josh moaned happily as the four Boys worked away on him.
Malik stood back, admiring what had had achieved so far. Josh's cock was yet to be touched, but it was already obvious from the excited twitching and bouncing that he was on the verge. He knew that the previous treatment Josh had received was obviously playing a big part in it too, but he he'd successfully identified almost every one of Josh's most sensitive parts and was now using them against him.
Dale watched on, impressed that Malik had picked up so quickly on Josh's inner thighs. He particularly enjoyed having them played with, so having Taro's face buried between them was obviously having a great effect.
Malik stepped close, reached forward and took Josh's dancing cock in his hand, rubbing the precum all over it.
"Ah yes!" Josh moaned as he felt the slippery fingers teasing him. He groaned slightly as the fingers loosened, continuing to stroke slowly up and down, but the grip now so loose that he could barely feel it. "I'm so close," he whispered excitedly.
Malik continued the slow, feather-light strokes as Josh began to moan more and more excitedly, stopping only when he knew Josh was about to go off.
"Noooo," Josh murmured pathetically. He had allowed himself, just for a brief moment, to consider the possibility that he might be allowed to cum that soon. Alas that appeared to not be the case.
With the four Boys continuing their caressing, Josh remained painfully close to cumming for what felt like an eternity before the sensation slowly began to die down. Once again, he felt fingers grasp at his stiffness. A few more devastatingly pleasurable minutes later and he was deprived of cumming a second time.
Robert and Quentin seemed quite uncomfortable watching the show. As part of the chastity punishment, this was the sort of treatment they had been given three times a day. Just a single edging was enough to drive Quentin wild, so now, after a week of it, he was more desperate to cum then he could ever remember being in his life. Robert seemed to be handling the punishment slightly better than Quentin, but even he was beginning to get a little fraught, especially when he remembered they still had three weeks left to go on it!
"Nooo," Josh moaned again as he felt the hand release his cock, leaving him painfully close to the precipice once again. "Just let me cum, please," he begged weakly.
Malik walked across to a cabinet and picked up a small butt plug. He went back to Josh and wrapped his thumb and forefinger around the base of the restrained man's cock, then pulled. As Josh's cock slid between the digits, the ample covering of precum was gently scraped off onto Malik's hand. The teasing General used the slippery fluid to lubricate the plug before moving round the back to insert it.
Josh grunted with pleasured pain as he felt the firm tool slip inside him, but then gasped excitedly as he felt a switch get flicked and it began to vibrate. The vigorous buzzing, along with the ongoing touches from Zane, David, Taro and Philip pushed Josh dangerously close to cumming. Malik no longer needed to stroke the rigid boner to edge Josh, he was remaining in a continuous state of near-orgasm without any further help.
"Ah, ah... oooh.... fuck.... oh God... stop... please... please... oh God!" Josh moaned, his entire body convulsing in anticipation of the elusive release.
Malik stood back and watched as the Boys did his work for him. He reached down, slid down his zipper and pulled put his own cock. It was almost as hard as Josh's. He started stroking it, doing it as noisily as he could, knowing that Josh could hear him. For added effect, he moaned happily as he jerked off in front of the restrained man.
It only took a few minutes before he stepped forward and shot a load straight onto Josh's cock.
"Oh shit," Josh gasped, the feeling of warm wetness covering his straining meat. It was almost enough to push him to completion, but not quite.
Malik leant down, opened his mouth wide and took Josh's cock inside. He didn't stop until the head hit the back of his throat, once again getting a pained whimper from Josh. Malik's lips closed around it and he slowly pulled back, sucking his own cum from Josh's dick.
Josh went wild, the warmth of Malik's mouth, the wetness of the tongue sliding round to lick the spunk off, the pressure of the lips sliding along his shaft. As the head popped free, Josh gritted his teeth, desperately willing himself to make the final push allow the orgasm to begin but it remained agonizingly out of reach.
Malik tapped each of the four Boys on the shoulder and gestured for them to stop. All at once, the stimulation stopped, even the plug got yanked out very unceremoniously. Josh whimpered, almost crying. He was struggling to remember the last time he needed to cum to badly. "No, don't stop. Please, I'm so close," he pleaded.
"Time for another break," Roger announced.
All eyes suddenly turned to Alex. After what he had arranged for the first break, they suspected he had something else planned again... and they weren't disappointed. A chair got moved into the middle of the room. It was sturdily built and the seat was covered in several small metal panels, much like the ones on the wooden blocks.
Josh was moved round to sit on the chair. "Ah, that's cold!" he yelled out as his rear made contact with the metal, but his complaints soon died down as he realised how nice it felt against the welts from the caning.
Josh's legs were secured to the chair up to his knees, while his stomach and chest were tied securely to the back. His hands were tied down at his sides. From the underside of the seat, Alex pulled out some wires, attaching them to a control box like he had used before. The other end of the cables was, presumably, the metal panels on the seat.
Everyone watched on in anticipation as Alex hit the button to activate the box. A sudden scream from Josh indicated that the box had indeed been turned on. There was a sharp jolt from one of the panels. He tried to jump up, but found that the most he could move was to raise his rear an inch off of the seat. It was enough to get him clear of the shocks, but within seconds the muscles in his legs were shaking.
Josh grunted as he desperately willed his legs to keep his rear off of the seat for just a little longer, but it didn't work. His legs gave way and he dropped down again, getting an immediate shock from one panel, then the next, then the next, going round in a random pattern. After several stinging jolts, he tensed his legs once again, relieving his rear of the pain.
Seeing the torture Josh would have to endure during the break, everyone happily filed out of the room once again. This time, it was Roger that stayed behind to keep an eye on him, accompanied by Dale.
Zane was chatting to Alex on his way up the stairs to the atrium, but as they reached the top, he saw Benny standing there.
"You got a minute?" Benny asked quietly.
"Of course, Sir," Zane said happily.
The Master started walking away, towards his lounge, the Boy quickly following behind. Once they got into the room, Benny turned to face Zane and smiled.
The Boy pouted a little as he frowned. "Am I in trouble? What did I do this time?" he asked.
Benny chuckled and shook his head. "No, nothing like that," he said cheerfully. "You know how you told me last week that you were worried. That you thought I might forget about you with Josh here?"
"Yeah," Zane replied cautiously.
"Well I know I told you that wasn't going to happen," Benny said, still smiling, "But they say actions speak louder than words. Close your eyes!"
"Why?" Zane asked suspiciously, taking a step back.
Benny laughed again. "Don't worry, it's fine, just do it!" he ordered.
Zane took a deep breath and said, "Okay," then closed his eyes. As he stood there, he heard Benny take a few steps away, open a drawer and then walk back to him. He jumped slightly as he felt hands touching his neck, but a gentle stroke of the arm calmed him quickly and he let Benny carry on.
When Benny finished what he was doing, he slowly guided Zane towards the mirror on the wall, made him face it and then said, "Okay, open your eyes."
Zane's eyes shot open eagerly and he looked in the mirror to see he was now wearing a black leather collar, dotted with small metal studs, a small charm in the shape of a wolf's head hanging from the front. He stared at it for a few moments, then reached up and touched it before turning to Benny. "You... you got me a collar?"
Benny nodded as he smiled, then said, "Yeah, but that's not all. Look on the back of the wolf."
Zane turned back to the mirror and flipped the wolf head round. It took a second for him to read it as it was reversed in the reflection, but it just said one word. "Buster?" Zane asked, a little confused before he realised what it was. "Wait, you... you named me? No Master has ever named me before!"
"Well I can't keep calling you 'pup' forever, can I?" Benny said with a grin.
Zane remained motionless, just staring at Benny.
"Do you... like it then?" Benny asked nervously.
Zane opened his mouth to reply, but the words caught in his throat as he got a little choked up. In the end, he simply nodded and lunged forward, throwing his arms around his Master.
Benny held the Boy tightly, then whispered, "I'm taking that as a yes then!"
"Mmm-huh!" Zane hummed happily.
Nobody realised quite how long they had been torturing Josh until it started to get dark. He had been subjected to more of Malik's edging, suspended in various positions thanks to Roger's rope-work, received more spanking from Benny and endured another of Alex's teasing tortures.
Dale had already been impressed by the things he had seen at the house, but seeing Benny and his Generals in action had been a fantastic experience. He actually wondered if they even knew how well their different areas of expertise complimented the others. Either way, it had demonstrated to him that he had never stood a chance of being the dom that Josh obviously needed. Even if he had the stomach to inflict these things on his lover, his mind would never have been able to stretch far enough to come up with it all.
However, Dale was beginning to think it had gone on long enough. He looked to Benny who appeared to be thinking the same thing. The Master gave the signal to Roger and then to Malik, who once again had Josh on the verge of orgasm.
"Okay, slave. Do you want to cum?" Roger asked.
"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes, please, let me cum!" Josh called out in desperation.
"Hmm," Roger said teasingly. "Three yeses, so you want to cum three times? Fine by me. Three times it is!"
"What, no, I didn't..." Josh started, but was cut off by a sudden burst of pleasure as Malik's hand gripped his rigid tool and stroked at full speed.
It only took five strokes before Josh's cock erupted in a fountain of cum. "YES, OH FUCK YES!!" he screamed out as Malik continued stroking throughout the toe-curling outburst. There was a cheer from the crowd as he finally went off, but it soon went quiet again as the post-orgasm sensitivity began to creep in.
"No, no more, stop," Josh pleaded. His begging had done no good earlier and he knew it wouldn't help now, but he couldn't help himself. His cock was so sensitive that he was unable to stop himself. If he wasn't fully restrained by Roger's ropes, he would have been flailing desperately to try and fight his tormentor off. Unfortunately, so tightly bound there was nothing he could do aside from yell out.
"NOOOO! STOP!" he screamed as it felt like his cock was on fire, but Malik's stroking continued.
Thankfully it only took two minutes before a new wave of pleasure washed over him and his cock shot a second load, almost as big as the first. The pleasure was rapidly replaced by discomfort once again when the orgasm subsided. Josh briefly thought he was being allowed a break as the stroking stopped, but it was just to allow someone else to take over.
Benny was now stroking Josh's gooey mess of a cock, determined to finish the activity up himself. With his other hand, he reached behind Josh and pushed a finger into his rear, probing for his prostate. It became obvious when he had found it as Josh's yells intensified.
Four torturous minutes later a third, much smaller load was added to the other two on the floor and Benny finally let go of Josh. Roger released the bound man's hands from above his head.
His legs weak from the day's torture and the repeated orgasming, Josh flopped to the floor, panting.
Benny gestured for the Boys to leave, smiling at Zane who had been proudly fiddling with his new collar all afternoon. As they left, Alex and Roger released the ropes before they and Malik left too, leaving just Benny, Josh and Dale in the room.
Benny reached down and pulled off the blindfold.
Josh flinched, the sudden light was painful after having his eyes covered all day. He raised a hand to shield his eyes, struggling to make out the figure beside him.
"Hey Josh," Benny said happily.
Josh looked up at the person beside him. He knew he voice, even before his eyes managed to focus properly. "Benny?" he croaked.
"You okay?" Benny asked, reaching down and stroking his chest.
"That was... fucking amazing!" Josh said, still catching his breath.
"Glad you think so, because you'll be getting a lot more of it," Benny said happily.
Josh frowned, lowering his hand as his eyes got used to the light, his former Master now in full focus. "But you said you didn't want me here," he said, confused.
"Well... somebody asked me to change my mind," Benny replied, then gestured across the room.
Josh's eyes followed in the direction Benny had pointed. He gasped as he saw his boyfriend standing there. "Dale? You... you did this?" he asked, a smile forming.
Dale walked closer and knelt beside him, nodding.
"Oh my God!" Josh said, shaking his head as he tried to take it all in. He grinned as he looked at Benny. "Have I got the best boyfriend in the world or what!"
Benny chuckled as he looked down at Josh, then up at Dale. "Yeah, you really do!"
Dale smiled and blushed at the compliment, then reached a hand out towards Josh's. "Come on, lets get you up. You need to meet your new house-mates!"
The usual Saturday gathering had been suspended because of the activity with Josh, but one part of it had remained... the party. Everyone had gathered in the lounge as usual, but this time the focus was entirely on Josh.
Dale and Benny had explained to Josh and everyone else in the house how it was going to work. Josh would come to the house after work on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays as well as every other Saturday. When he was in the house, he would be treated the same as any other resident and would be subject to the same rules.
Everyone was very welcoming to the new Boy, even Zane who took great pleasure in explaining to Josh (and anyone else who would listen) about his collar and how he truly belonged to Benny. At first, Josh had suspected it was his way of marking his territory, but the teen's genuine joyfulness about the collar quickly made it clear that he was just excited about it.
As he often tended to do, Benny found himself wandering away from the gathering, wanting his Boys and the Generals to be able to relax and have fun without worrying about The Master being nearby. He headed off towards his lounge, reaching into his pocket as he remembered his plan to call his Mum.
He paused as he realised the phone wasn't there. Tracing his steps back throughout the day, the last place he remembered having it was in the kitchen when he had spoken to Dale. He quickly made his way there, grabbing another can of coke from the fridge before retrieving his phone from the breakfast bar.
As he walked back towards his lounge again, he looked at the phone and saw he had more than a dozen missed calls from his Mum and a text message telling him he had voicemail. Panic suddenly gripped him as he called the voicemail number and listened.
"You have four new messages. New message today at 9.46." the automated voice announced.
"Hi Benny. It's Mum. Could you please call me."
The sense of panic heightened. It felt like an icy-cold hand had gripped his throat.
"To hear this message again, press 1. To save this message, press 2. To delete this message, press 3. To hear the next message, press 4," the automated voice advised. Benny pressed 4. "New message today at 11.03,"
"Benny, please call me. There was an accident this morning and... please just call me," Benny's Mum said on the recording.
Without waiting, Benny pressed 4 again. "New message today at 15.33."
"Benny, I don't know if you've got my other messages, but your Dad is hurt badly. They say... he may not have long left."
Benny's hands were shaking so much that he almost dropped his phone, silent tears were streaming down his face as he pressed 4 again. "New message today at 18.42."
"Benny... he's... he's gone!"