When kip got back home after his trip and unpacked, he found the two "surprises" Ted had put in his suitcase: a butt plug, and a pair of nipple clamps. There was also a text on his phone from Ted: "You'll be needing those toys from now on. We won't play with them every night, but we WILL be playing with them. Tomorrow when you leave for work, that butt plug goes in your ass. And I want snapshots from you EVERY TWO HOURS showing it's still there." "GULP." kip swallowed hard. He had never worn a butt plug before. There was only one acceptable answer to Ted "Yes sir." kip spent some time looking at videos on you tube, of people putting in butt plugs. He fell asleep thinking about them, and found his hand around his cock when he woke up the next morning, after he had dreamed of Ted sliding the plug back and forth. He took some of the lube he had on his bed table for the few times he and his wife had sex, rubbed it all over the plug and... He was having trouble. What should he do? Call his wife for help? He had to do something. His solution? He put the plug on the edge of the bath tub. Then he gently, gently , lowered himself onto it. "OH SHIT. OH SHIT. It's like.. It's like a cock..." (Remember kip was used to ORAL sex, but the last week was the first time he had been taken anally). He heard a "pop" and his butt stopped taking in the plug. It was in. "Great," he thought. "I'll have to do this again if I use the bathroom." He arranged himself to take the photo and sent it to Ted. He got an answer back in less than ten minutes. "PERFECT. GOOD BOY. You'll get used to it. And you'll be ready for me next time. " Of course, the plug was much smaller than Ted was, but as he sat at his desk that day, and shifted, kip thought of how it had felt when Ted had penetrated him. When he had sent Ted the last picture of the day from work , he included a text. "Please Sir. When I'm home, can I jerk off?" The answer was clear. "You film it, and you send it to me. Make sure your face is in it, or it doesn't count."
Over the next few days, Ted had kip do more and more things to show he was dominated. One night, he had to film himself putting the tit clamps on, and the next night, he had to put them on after he had gagged himself with one of his neckties. One night, he had to do a strip tease out of his suit and tie, and then stand still, with his hands clasped behind him, as Ted told him everything he was going to do with his body when he came back to town. "Something different every week kip. DAMN I wish I could long distance tickle you." "I'm not ticklish Sir," kip lied. "I'll keep that in mind. " Ted replied. Then he continued. "Did you just lie to me kip?" There was a pause, and then kip answered. "yes sir. I did. I hate being tickled." "Ha ha. OH, kipster... you shouldn't have told me that. Lying was bad enough. And telling me you hate it. OH, are you gonna regret this." One of the first things that Ted had ever made kip do was to pose in his white pants, shirtless, as if he were a captured spy. They did that one a lot. Now that kip had the nipple clamps, Ted added them to the scene. Sometimes, he'd make kip put the chain in his mouth and pull. If he were in the mood, he'd show kip his cock, and then his cock exploding. Or there'd be texts of an ejaculation, with the words: "thinking of when I have your ass again." kip was in a state of constant, low level arousal. When he booked his next trip, he had to stay at his desk for a while, until the BIG erection he had, died down.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx kip tried to travel with only carry on luggage, so he met Ted at the gate, rather than at baggage claim. "Meet" might be the wrong word. Ted was standing there, arms folded over his t shirt and leather jacket. kip saw him right away. He walked over to ted, because ted wasn't moving from his position. "Hi Sir. Thanks for meeting me." Ted had dressed the way he had been told: white oxford, rep tie, light colored suit. "You warm, bottom?" Ted said, not flinching. "Yes sir. It's warm here." "Take off your jacket. Give it to me. And one of your bags. Let's go." kip always arrived the night before the meetings started: it would give him a chance to "get loose" as he would call it, heading off to one of the bars where he could suck cock freely. He thought that on this trip he'd be sucking just one cock: Ted's. That proved to be wrong, but we'll get to that. "You wearing the plug?" Ted asked. "Yes sir. I put it in this morning. " Ted smiled. "This trip, you'll leave it behind. You'll get a new one. A bigger one. You bring your white jeans?" "Yes sir. I brought everything you told me to bring. " Ted was silent the rest of the way back to the hotel. He had already booked a room, so there was no need for kip to check in. And he wasn't going to get to unpack for a while. "BED. NOW. " kip saw that the restraints were placed so that Ted could slip them right on his wrists and ankles. He also saw a pair of sleep blinders, like they used in first class on the planes he flew. Ted attached the restraints, and put the blinders on kip. They were totally dark: kip saw nothing. He felt Ted taking off his tie, and then opening his shirt. He felt the fingers circling his nipples. They were sore from the use he was getting from Ted's long distance sessions, but Ted's fingers felt different, and better. kip began to moan. "Makes you want cock in your ass doesn't it, kipster? Makes you want it BAD. "Yes sir. Yes Daddy. " The "Daddy" just slipped out. kip had no idea why he said it. "Sorry Sir. I didn't..." He felt a hand squeezing his crotch. "You thinking of some Daddy? Someone other than me." Ted squeezed harder. "OW. NO SIR. NO. I just..... " "You know... I'm just 'adding that to your tab' because one night this week, we're gonna have a torture session like you wouldn't believe. For now though..." kip felt his shoes go off and heard them fall to the floor. He heard and felt his belt buckle opened, and his pants pulled down. He couldn't see Ted smiling at the red thong he was wearing, but he felt the plug get pulled out, and his legs pushed in the air. "Fuck me Sir. Please... please fuck me. I missed your cock for the last month. FUCK ME. FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" The begging changed to moaning as Ted dropped his pants and filled kip's man cunt. Ted had screwed around with guys on nights he wasn't dominating kip, but having a straight married guy underneath him was, well, superb. He thought about Anton, the guy he was going to have over one night to help spit roast kip - something kip didn't know about yet. Now, he was just pounding the man. "I bet I know some married man bitch who needs to cum, don't I?" "OH GOD YES SIR. YES SIR. PLEASE PLEASE. " "Gonna be the last time this week. You sure." kip whimpered. "yes sir. Please. I need it. I did what you said. I didn't jerk the whole week." Ted smiled some more. "GOOD. Once I empty my load, we'll empty yours.." He pushed harder and harder and then in one shove, he screamed and began filling kip. He didn't waste any time. He grabbed kip's cock and began running his hand back and forth, putting kip in ecstasy, but not letting him pop. "You belong to me this week, kip. UNDERSTAND?" "Yes sir. I do. I really do." "So... let's get you ready for ... ownership." He squeezed kip's balls and cock and kip shot wildly, screaming with pleasure. Ted moved up, took off the blindfold, and kissed kip. "You're in for a wild weekend. Starting now...." kip hadn't noticed the cage on the bed side table. "Gonna wear this the WHOLE week. Because that's what my bitch does." kip gasped while Ted locked it on him. It was slightly smaller than the one Ted had given him for home use, and his junk was squeezed in tight. "I'm gonna untie you. For old times sake, we're gonna go have a drink downstairs, and then... I may fuck you in the ass a second time, or I may test those blow job capabilities of yours.
kip didn't know that very shortly, his sucking abilities were to be put to a real test.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx kip tried to go through his regular meetings and other tasks the next day. It was difficult. He wasn't used to wearing the chastity cage, and if he saw a hot guy or thought about the night before with Ted, he'd harden and run into the cage. Also, he didn't want anyone to see that he was wearing it, so going to the men's room during the day was a challenge. Of course, the texts he was getting from Ted didn't help: the dick shots, the comments about what he planned to do to kip... and the cage banging against his cock. He had no idea what Ted did for a living. He was well dressed, and seemed to know a lot about "espionage" or spying. kip had been extremely careful to NOT be found out when he visited the sex clubs during his visits. Yet, Ted had all those pictures, and all that information. How had he gotten it? It was a mystery to him, but what wasn't a mystery were Ted's instructions for the end of his day. "When you leave the facility, get back to the hotel. Change into what I left for you and then sit yourself down with your hands behind you. I'll get there as soon as I can. We're going out tonight... to one of your old haunts." kip gulped: which haunt? Which club? Where were they going? When he got to the hotel room, he saw that Ted had left out a polo shirt - not one he had brought with him - that was clearly just a little too small - and jeans that kip had brought "just in case. " Then, even though the instructions didn't tell him to, kip texted Ted before he sat in the chair. "I'm back in the room Sir." "I know. I've been sitting in the bar, waiting for you. I'll be up soon. Get in the chair like you were told. " "yes sir," kip texted back. It was about half an hour before Ted walked in the door. "Well, well. It sure would be nice to come home to a cute bitch like you, all tied up, ready to be used.." He came closer and rubbed his thumbs on kip's pecs. "Point them out. Like a real bitch. Show me your best feature." "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.. Yes sir." kip moaned in pleasure, wincing as his cock hardened more, and bumped the cage. "Sir, are you taking the cage off?" "Ha ha. When you leave for the office. Not before that.." He squeezed kip's nipples harder. "YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?" "AGGGGH. No sir. NONE. NONE... " He saw the bulge in Ted's pants and expected what followed. Ted's zipper opened, his cock flew out and he pointed it at kip's mouth. "Get to work on that. It's not gonna be the last one in there tonight, but it'll be the first." kip leaned his head forward and tried to get his tongue on Ted's cock head. Ted pulled away, until kip was stretched forward and whimpering. Then he grabbed the back of kip's head, and shoved his mouth all the way down his cock. kip began to make slurping, gurgling sounds as Ted moved back and forth. "FUCKING GRADE A COCKSUCKER. Might be in the closet, but that makes it hotter. SUCK IT STRAIGHT BOY!" Ted had put his fingers back on kip's nipples, and the combination of the cock in his mouth and the tit torture was driving him wild. "mmmmm. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" kip felt Ted harden and then he felt the jizz begin to pour down his throat. "I wonder how many loads my bitchboy can take. I think we're gonna find out tonight."
Ted put kip into a tight white t shirt and jeans and then announced the name of the club where they were going. kip grinned. "OH, you LIKE that one." "Yes sir. I had so much fun there." "Well, you're gonna have DISICIPLINED fun tonight kip. I want EVERYONE there to know that IF by some chance you show up... you're off limits, unless I'm with you." kip looked stunned.. "you mean.... " "I mean you need my permission to suck anyone but me. In fact, you need my permission to suck ME." That surprised kip, but he knew the rules now. "yes sir." "AND... if I tell you to suck someone, you suck him, no matter what you feel." Again, kip was stunned. His only answer was "Yes sir." Ted grinned when he saw that kip realized he was under Ted's control.
"Your nips look SO good in that t shirt kip. I think... I think we're gonna have to add some fantasies. Hell, they're cheap enough." Ted had begun squeezing kip's nipples, and kip was getting aroused... again. "Please Sir. The cage. I'm not...." "You will be, let's go." Ted drove them to the club. Since kip was spending the week in Ted's control, he hadn't had to bother with renting a car. That was a plus, but it also meant, Ted controlled where they went. This happened to be a club that kip knew, so he wasn't concerned: what did Ted, who was a native, know about the city that he didn't? "One second bitch." Ted pulled kip over as they got out of the car. "You have a reputation here, so...." he yanked kip's wrists behind him and tied them tight. "Now, that'll let everyone know... you're not a free agent. And I'll be with you all the while." When he felt Ted's hand on his shoulder, kip felt a bit of relief: one of the problems with clubs like this was telling people no. Now he didn't have to: Ted was there and was in charge. But on the other hand... who was Ted gonna make him suck?
"HEY TED. LONG TIME NO SEE." Someone whom kip had sucked before came up to Ted. He had sucked him at least three different times, and he didn't know his name. That's how things are in clubs like this. The guy didn't know kip's name either. "So, what are you doing here with my favorite cocksucker?" Then he saw kip's wrist were tied. "You mean my favorite cocksucker belongs to you now? " He was smiling. "Sure does. kip, you wanna give the man saying so many nice things about you a present?" He began pushing on kip's shoulder, indicating he should get on his knees. "yes sir. " George didn't need any encouragement. His cock was out and opened. "One thing George: no spritzing him. No jizz in my boy's hair. " Ted yanked it a bit. "I like this pretty straight boy hair a lot. " kip remembered George as being quick to cum, and he was. He had his load put away really quickly, because he also remembered that George had ONE sensitive spot that always set him off. When he was finished, George smiled. "Been a while boy. Still as good as ever. " "Heh heh. Good to see you George. We're gonna see how many loads we can get into this fine, outstanding straight boy tonight. "
They were at the bar for about two hours. kip thought he sucked six cocks, Ted thought it was seven. He sucked the last 3 at the same time, with a crowd surrounding him, watching. Ted kept up a patter. "Just like a captured young man, forced to service his captors. " To say that kip was in pig heaven would be an understatement. He didn't know how he was going to adapt to being one man's man (he seemed to be doing well, because Ted had added a level of domination he wanted, but didn't know how to get), and now he was letting him have plenty of other cock.
Still, that cage.... "You know, a lot of my friends mark their property kipster. A tattoo, a pierce, something.." kip turned in the car seat, stunned. "Ha ha. We're not there, yet. The cage and the plug are enough for me, for now. " "yes sir. Thank you Sir." "So tonight you made a return to society. HA HA. Hardly high society. You better sleep up tonight stud, because Saturday, you're all mine. And we're gonna be testing out something you said." "What's that Sir?" "You insist you're not ticklish." "Uh, well, maybe a little on my feet." "We shall see kipster. We shall see. I'll make sure you get all the piss out of you before we start." As he fell asleep that night, kip wondered "how bad could it be?" He'd soon find out.