There was no question that jim was going to surrender to Liam. Liam was experienced at breaking his subs, and in jim's case, he had discovered so many ways to torment him, most of which were new to the formerly straight jim, that it was just a matter of time. Now that it had happened, jim wondered at times if he should have resisted more. Since the submission, Liam kept him locked up in the chastity cage nearly all the time. jim was constantly desperate to jerk off, and asking "Sir" (which he had to use all the time, unless Marty was in the room), for permission, almost always got a smirk and a suggestion to do something like blow him. Liam's "suggestions," however, were anything but, and jim was giving a LOT more blow jobs.
Then there was the bondage. That increased too. Liam tied jim to the chair in his home office with some frequency, but now, he added something else: when he didn't have jim tied in the chair, or tied down on the bed, he kept an ankle cuff with a long chain on him. It gave jim enough slack to walk around the house, but it reminded him, constantly, of his role: sub bottom. Apparently Marty had gotten used to Liam using the ankle chain on his "boyfriends," because the first time Liam used it, Marty saw and said
"GEE Jim. I guess my brother REALLY likes you. That's the fastest he's ever used the chain on his boyfriends." jim saw Liam begin to laugh when Marty said it. Did he hear Liam say "out of the mouths of babes?"
"Hey, big jim, we're going out tomorrow night, so I'll want you to look REALLY hot," Liam said to jim one day, before jim headed to the fencing studio. "Can I ask where we're going Sir?" "It's the monthly dinner for my buds. Now that you've surrendered, and you're officially my sub, I wanna show you off. " jim sighed. They had been to a few of these dinners. jim HATED them. He was the oldest "bottom" and now, he was going to be the oldest "sub." He hated how Liam dressed him when he wanted him to look "hot." The shirts were tighter. More buttons got opened. Pants were tighter. And now, that he was caged, the outline was probably going to show. Liam always got even hornier than usual when they went to these parties. jim didn't know what was going to happen now that things were "official" between the two of them.
The night of jim's "coming out" as Liam called it to tease him, jim's shirt was a business-like gray one, snug enough so that the outlines of his nipples showed. He had a blue blazer, and Liam had decided that a pair of snug "ass show off " jeans" were what jim needed. They also showed off the outlines of the cage. Liam was wearing his usual white shirt and jeans, and a camel colored jacket. After he had tucked in his shirt, jim felt Liam circle his middle with his arms. He pulled jim back into him, and jim felt the hard on in Liam's pants. "You see what you do to me, sexy?" Liam whispered into jim's ear. "And now I'm gonna have to wait for at least another three hours before I get you on your back." Liam's moustache was driving jim's ear crazy. He felt Liam reach up to undo the second button on his shirt. "DAMN I wanna get in there and chew those tits for hours, you silver fox. " jim began to breathe harder, and then Liam whispered in his ear. "You like it when I fuck you, Daddy sub?" How was he supposed to answer? jim didn't know. He sure was USED to it . Did he like it? He didn't know. He closed his eyes, thinking of the last time Liam had fucked him - that morning. It HAD felt good, but was that because he was in chastity? He didn't know. "I don't know Sir. " "Ha ha. " There was a light chuckle from Liam. "That's ok. It's ok because.. who's the boss?" "You are Sir." "And if I want to fuck you..." "Then you fuck me Sir." jim felt the not so subtle "humping" he was getting from behind. "GOD I should call and say we'll be late. But tonight it'll be even better. MMMMM" He pulled jim's wrists behind him. "Don't forget. That's how you walk with me now. ALWAYS. Even if you're not tied up, think of things as if you were." "Yes sir. " This was another thing jim didn't like. But what could he do?" He felt the slave collar dropped around his neck. "It'll be noticed. " He looked at jim. "You lost. You have to accept that, big jim. " Liam ran his thumbs over jim's nipples. "It could've been much worse." "I know Sir. I know.."
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This was a dinner where subs were allowed to sit at the table, and when Liam had jim take off his jacket, there was some "WOOFING" at his physique. The fencing, and working out with Liam, had buffed jim a bit. Most of the DOMS who were there would've preferred a more mature sub, but they didn't have the cunning that Liam had. There was jealousy. Liam seemed to thrive on it. He reached under the table and squeezed jim's already hard cock. "can't we just get out of here?" jim was thinking. He didn't care HOW hard he got fucked that night, he just wanted to get home. And 2.5 hours later, they were on their way back. "For fun," Liam had tied jim's wrists behind him with a rope, and then used two handkerchiefs to gag him. He was lying on the backseat of the car, as Liam drove. "How's it going big jim? Gotta get used to ropes now. WAY more ropes." "mmmmmph." was all jim could get out. When they got home, Marty was sound asleep. Liam closed the front door and smiled. "Point em." That meant jim had to puff out his chest to make it easier for Liam to play with his nipples. Resignedly, he did. Liam had figured out that it aroused jim more to get light nipple torture than heavy work, and the touch now, was at a pressure that was making the moans come out of jim fast and furious. "I bet you wish I didn't know about these , right jim?" "mmmmmmph." jim shook his head yes. "Ha ha. But the thing is.... I do. Just like I know about so many things. Liam moved his hands to jim's ass and he moved in. He had discovered, recently, that jim got turned on when he was kissed while he was gagged. It was something Liam had added to their "games" and now he started playing again. jim's knees were ready to give way: the cage, the nipple torture, now the kissing. He began to mumble through his gag "fuck me Sir. Please. Please fuck me." He couldn't help it. He wanted to resist, but Liam knew how to break every bit of his resistance. As he did here. "I think I want you face up tonight, big jim. " He moved them into the bedroom before he untied jim's wrists. "STRIP sub daddy. " xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
"I want the restraints on you tonight jim. Get your wrists in position." "yes sir." jIt made sense. Liam hadn't tied jim up when they had gone out previously. Tonight was the first time. After he had secured jim - more tightly than usual - Liam began opening jim's shirt, and when it was open, he began playing with his chest hair. "GOD I love this fur. I. Just. LOVE IT. Like I got myself a pet grizzly. GRRRRRRR" jim felt Liam's tongue moving over his chest. DAMN that felt good. It wasn't just the forced chastity. It felt... GOOD. There was a look in Liam's eyes, and then jim saw him reach over and pick up something. "Bought these the other day when I was coming to pick ya up. " "oh SHIT" escaped jim's mouth. They were clothespins, but not "regular" clothespins. These were a set where three were linked together. "They came in a set of four, studmuffin. So if I wanted to....." Liam paused. "I could put one on each of your nips, and then one on each side of your cock. " He snickered. "IF I were to take off the cage. Can't do it now. Want the cage off big jim? You might get the chance to cum but... of course...." Liam hadn't applied the clothespins yet, so jim didn't know how they'd feel. And how would they feel on his cock? And would Liam then let him cum...." "no sir," jim whispered, as Liam passed the clothespins over his nipples. "I guess then... we'll put them on your balls. " "NO SIR. PLEASE. PLEASE NO. NO...." "Ha ha. Gotcha again, studmuffin. If I want them on your balls, do they go on your balls?" "Yes sir." "Tonight, it's all about your tits, daddy bitch. Better not wake my son." jim clenched his jaw as the clothespins went on. He moaned as Liam played with them. "THEY'RE GREAT. I got a second toy but we don't need the tit bands tonight. He was in pain, but jim moaned "tit bands, Sir?" "Yeah, we apply them, and then with regular use, those erasers of yours.. they'll get nice and big and easier for me to drag you around... unless of course you'd like me to pierce you, so I can run a chain through them." "No sir. No. Not if I have a choice." "Gonna leave them on while I take your ass stud. DAMN did you get me some capital with those girls tonight. A stud like you, broken. Captured. My BITCH." He threw jim's legs in the air. Liam had pulled his own pants off some time ago, and jim had been eyeing his fat thick cock. He felt Liam fingering his ass: it always got jim a little moist, which helped with taking Liam's cock. It did tonight. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOH. YES SIR. FUCK ME." Liam smiled. On one level, jim was breaking. He was breaking completely. He'd be a total sub soon enough. On others... It would take time. He slid in. "FUCK YES. FUCK FUCK FUCK..." jim enjoyed the feeling of Liam's cock. HThe nerves around his prostate were especially sensitive since he had been caged, and the fucking was driving him wild. " "If you behave REAL well, big jim, and do EVERYTHING you're told, maybe on Sunday night, I'll unlock you for a few hours." "Thank you Sir. Thank you. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH" Liam had stopped pushing and now was clenching his glutes, to increase the pressure inside jim. "OH YES SIR. YES. YES. FUCK THE BEAR. FUCK HIM. FUCK HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" Liam chuckled as he deposited his load in jim. "One... Two. THREE." He pulled the clothespins off. jim stopped himself just before he yelled. Doing that could jeopardize being released on Sunday. "You're such a great fuck jim" He felt Liam's lips pressing on his. "SUCH A GREAT FUCKING FUCK. " His tongue slid down jim's throat. "I wish I had a second cock, so I could fuck you again. "
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Two days later, something happened that pushed Liam and jim to a new level. Things were about to get complicated. It was Sunday, and time for the Sunday run Liam had made jim start doing with him. He had gradually pushed jim up to 3 miles, and today he had decided he was going to up the pace. Liam ran shirtless, in a pair of black shorts. He didn't want people staring at his sub, so jim had to wear a tank top, and longer shorts. And that's how they headed out. You may recall that earlier, it was mentioned that Liam was very possessive, and very jealous. He kept a very tight leash on jim, even when he didn't have him leashed, or bound. For the run, he let jim leave the slave collar behind, but the cage stayed. And they took off. At just about 2 miles, on the first part of their run back, another runner passed them. He wasn't cruising jim, or Liam for that matter. He was concentrating on his run, but he had a t shirt on that said "recovering attorney." Liam didn't see that. All he saw was jim smile at another man. He said nothing, but at a mile he commanded. "C'MON LEAD ASS. PICK UP THE PACE. FINISHING KICK." jim was panting a little, but he gasped out "yes sir, " and began running harder. He didn't have Liam's experience, so when Liam announced. "Catch up to me at home, slowpoke," and took off, jim didn't think anything of it. He did make it back home, panting hard. The door was opened, and he walked in. He didn't see Liam at the side, and next thing he knew, he was in a choke hold, and getting dragged to the bedroom. "SIR. HEY. WHAT ... WHAT DID I DO?" "SHUT UP SLUT. YOU'RE GONNA NEED SOME RE-EDUCATING, THAT IS CLEAR."
jim fought, but of course, he knew he couldn't match Liam. Even though they were both sweaty, jim couldn't slide out of the grip. He wound up in the chair handcuffed with his hands behind his back. Then Liam pulled out a roll of black duct tape. He began winding it around jim's mouth. "Hard to smile through black tape, bitch. Hard to flirt. " "mmmmmmmmmmph?" jim didn't know what this was about. Liam just began winding the tape, more and more. "No idea what I'm talking about, studslut?" jim truly didn't. "mmmmph," he responded, shaking his head no. "Well, we'll see if I can refresh your memory. I'm not gonna tie your ankles, but you keep those legs spread, GOT IT?" jim didn't know what Liam was going to do to him, but he shook his head "yes," and spread them as far as he could. "GOOD. At least for a few minutes you didn't forget your role, CUNT." Liam turned around and when he turned back to face jim, he had a paddle in his hand. Now, jim had gotten paddled by Liam before, but never when he was in the cage, and never with a metal paddle. That's what Liam had. He turned in 90 degrees so only the edge was running over jim's crotch. "Fucking cunt that you are, you decided to flirt ON A RUN?" jim shook his head no, vehemently. "NO? NO? " WHACK. The paddle came down on the inside of jim's left thigh. "You sure you weren't flirting? Or are you just adding LYING to your list BITCH?" The paddle came down on jim's right thigh. Then he took five more on each, before Liam began sliding the paddle back and forth over jim's locked cock. "You think I didn't see you smiling at that guy? YOU THINK I DIDN'T SEE THE FLIRT?" "OH SHIT" jim thought. He remembered. And he couldn't say anything because he was gagged. SLAM. The paddle came down on his crotch. Then it came down again. At five, a sweating Liam spoke. "YOU ARE NEVER GONNA FORGET WHAT YOU ARE AFTER TODAY." The blows kept coming, and jim was close to crying. At fifteen, Liam stopped. He was catching his breath. "So you got caught, HUH BITCH?" jim knew it was useless to defend himself in any way. Meekly, he gave an mmmmph, before he shook his head yes. "YEAH. YOU FORGET A LOT. " Liam stepped behind him and grabbed his hair, yanking his head back. "You gonna do it again?" jim tried to shake his head no. "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph" came out of his mouth. Liam let go of his hair for a minute, and jim shook his head vigorously. "NO." He was trying to get "NO SIR" out of his mouth, in some way that Liam could hear it. His head bowed, and he began to cry softly. "Broken," Liam thought. He pulled jim's head back. "You know, fucktoi, I should just get rid of you, but DAMN. You are just too fucking hot." He pressed his lips to the duct tape, and began kissing jim through it, as his hands slipped inside the tank top. He found a nipple and played it, and now, jim's moans were turning to pleasure. Liam's hands were roaming all over jim's upper body, and he was pressing his mouth, harder and harder on the tape. "I wish I hadn't fucked you this morning now, because I wanna fuck you so goddamn hard. You wanna get fucked jim?" And then.. jim shook his head yes, not because he had to, because he wanted to. "YOU WANT COCK, STUDBITCH?" Again, jim shook his head yes. And again, it was not because he felt compelled to, it was because he wanted to. He wanted cock. He NEEDED cock. If he never got uncaged again, he still needed cock in his mouth, his ass. "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph." Liam began to have thoughts of a blow job. He cut the tape off jim's mouth. "THANK YOU SIR. THANK YOU THANK YOU. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. I'LL NEVER CHEAT ON YOU AGAIN. EVER. I JUST WANT YOU. I JUST WANT YOUR COCK. PLEASE SIR. FORGIVE ME. PLEASE." Liam had a smile on his face, but it wasn't a smile of complete joy. "ON YOUR KNEES MANCUNT. AND SUCK. AND DO A BETTER JOB THAN USUAL." "Yes sir. YES SIR." jim wrapped his lips around Liam's cock, and began. If he did a better job that usual, it would have been a five star blow job. He had learned. And now... he was taking his DOM's cock and loving it. He wanted more as he slobbered in, taking as much of it as he could. Liam pushed jim's face into his cock, more and more. He wanted to hear him gag, and he smiled when he did. Now he released jim and now he pushed him back. And while he was getting that superior blow job, he began to think. "He's broken. I won. The game is over. " Those who knew Liam well knew that this happened in his relationships. He needed to conquer: he needed to feel he was overpowering his man. That was one reason he went for Daddies: they weren't the pushovers the kids were. And it was why he liked taking straight guys: another level of resistance to overcome. jim satisfied all of those, and he was financially independent too. He didn't need Liam. Now as he sucked, Liam realized: he did. jim needed his cock. jim had been the most fun of any of the men he had taken. Normally, he'd be shipping out jim the next day. It was over: time to move onto another conquest. But his son. Marty. Marty was smart enough to know when he was lied to, and if Liam told him a lie he'd never trust him again. And if jim were gone: jim, the man he idolized. He called him "uncle jim" sometimes, but Liam knew: he thought of jim as another father, and jim treated him like a son. What was he to do? He'd have to figure that out. But for now.... he heaved, and let a load down jim's throat. When he pulled out, jim answered. "Thank you Sir. THANK YOU. Please let me know when I can give you another one. PLEASE." "What am I gonna do?" Liam thought?