GENTLE READERS: Thank you for your comments and suggestions about this story. I was somewhat overwhelmed by the support and the urging to continue. No arguments about electoral votes: it was unanimous. Some of you may see some of your suggestions incorporated into this chapter. Again, thank you very much, and thanks for your support. Now, how about some support for NIFTY? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A day after the wrestling match in which he got thrashed, ed was naked, spread eagled, and tied down to the bed he shared with Joel. Joel had fucked him thoroughly the night before. He assumed another fucking was not in the works, but he also knew, Joel had something planned.
"So, eddie boy... You challenged me twice, and got your ass handed to you, and then fucked, both times. Gonna try it again?"
ed heard Joel's voice before he saw him come in the room. He had never seen Joel like this: in a leather harness, a strap around his left arm, a cap, and what looked to be a small thrasher in his gloved hands.
"No sir. You win. You win. No more trouble from me." Joel smiled as he kneeled down next to the bed. He ran the thrasher over ed's balls, which were sticking out of the chastity cage. ed gulped, and whimpered as he felt the strings of leather move over his balls. "Scrambled eggs today maybe?" Joel laughed. "Nah. Too easy. WAY too easy. Just remember, it's here." He put the thrasher down alongside of ed, and then took off the gloves. His thumb and forefinger moved to ed's left nipple - the more sensitive one, and began slowly manipulating it. ed could feel his cock growing.
"You're gonna have to be punished for this, marine boy, no question about it. BUT.. the big question is: what kind of punishment? Hmmmm. He continued to pinch ed's nipple. "I know Sir. I'm sorry. But please go easy on me. " "Heh heh. Now does THAT sound like a marine, eddie boy? Asking for mercy?" ed gulped. "You're right Sir. No, it doesn't. A Marine accepts his punishment. Whatever it is." "GOOD BOY. So you're gonna accept whatever I decide?" ed had to gather his breath, and then he softly whispered "yes sir. Anything." "So, now I just have to decide what it'll be. Hmmmm. " He kept up his gentle pinching of ed's nipple , which was putting ed into a bit of a sexual frenzy. "You know how sensitive this tit is, edmundo? You know what would make it more sensitive? A little ring, right at the tip of it. A pierced nipple. On the right. Showing ownership. " ed gritted his teeth. He thought the punishment was going to be some kind of beating, or having to wear the chastity belt for a long period of time. Joel had tricked him again! "I think that making sure that anyone who sees your beautiful, shaved chest, with a ring in it, would want to know who broke you. And how humiliating for you" He laughed. "But there are other approaches. " He held the chastity cage in his hand. "Ever hear of a Prince Albert edmundo? " "Uh, no Sir. " "OOOH. This could be fun. It's a piercing in your cock. Makes sex much more stimulating and fun. Bad news, of course, is that healing is a bitch - like you ed - and of course, going through metal detectors is always, well, an adventure. Make sure you put it on your homework list. Look it up. It's a bit involved. Not gonna do it on a whim" "Thank you sir." the tit torture hadn't stopped, and ed was dying. He wanted to beg to be released from the cage, but he knew that would just get him another day. "So, what other things can we do? Hmmmm. Can we step up shaving to every week? Yeah, I think we could. Saturday afternoon shaves. Master Joel and slave ed. Might even go viral if I filmed it." "OH GOD. " ed thought. Word will get out. Everyone's gonna know. "Maybe a bigger dildo when you're at work. And one that vibrates when you're home." ed had gotten used to wearing the dildo every day, except for having to get it back in when he had used the bathroom. It was one thing to be tied down, and have Joel slide it into him. It was another thing to have to do it to himself. "But you know what edmundo? I think I found the best way to punish you. I was in your closet before, looking around, and you know what I found?" He stopped the tit torture and put his mouth over ed's ear. "Two boxes marked 'dress' and 'service'. Marine boy, you kept all your uniforms! Now, THAT's HOT!" "They're... they don't fit Sir?" Joel smiled and stroked ed's torso, before he picked up the thrasher again. "They don't fit, or they're tight fitting?" He ran the thrasher over ed's balls, and ed wimpered. "They're tight Sir." "OH FUCKING HOT. You KNOW how I like you in tight clothes. What a great roleplay. Captured marine, being interrogated. They train you to withstand interrogation marine boy?" "Not the kind you use Sir." "Yeah, you know, I looked at the Geneva convention, and the kind of non penetrative sexual torture I do, is not forbidden. Someone should use it. It could break, oh..." He smiled at ed "A hot shot Marine who thinks he could handle everything. So, I saw a couple of the service uniforms that would be terrific in a roleplay. " "Yes sir. I'll model them for you later." "GOOD. Because I had another thought. I love the dress blues, BUT... the thought of taking you to my D/s bar, in that short sleeve shirt, the green pants, tied up, gagged, with a band on your right arm. GEEZ I may shoot before I can get into you." "Please Sir. Not that.. PLEASE. OUCH!" Joel had just brought down the thrasher a little harder. "That WAS you saying "anything," wasn't it? SIGH. "Yes sir, it was. " "Well GOOD. We were going to the club tonight anyway, but having you dressed as a marine.. DAMN. It'll be the cherry on the sundae... " He laughed. "Because I've already got your cherry." He bent down and kissed ed's lips. "And those are sort of like cherries too. DRIED cherries, but cherries nonetheless. SO, how about being my cumdump before we go to fashion mode?" Joel went down to the bottom of the bed, and unlocked ed's ankles. "He's gonna fuck me AGAIN" thought ed. "I won't be able to walk." "Know what? I think you challenging me, made me even hotter for you eddie boy. I just wanna break you to a point where you didn't think there was anything else to break." Joel began sliding in his cock. ed winced. By now, he could take Joel's cock, but this was so soon after the last one. Joel was almost purring. "Oh yeah. How many wimpy law students get to say their manbitch is a fucking marine? A BIG, studly blond one? He pushed in further. "How many of us can point to the stud walking down the street, wearing the collar and say to his friend "see that guy? The hot one? That's MY collar he's wearing." He pushed in further. "how many marines can say that they were defeated by a superior man, and they love the feeling? drifted through ed's mind. "How many of us wimps can say to a taller, humpier man "CHAIR. SIT," and get the answer "YES SIR" He began to slide back and forth. He was smiling. "Nothing ever prepared you for the likes of Master Joel, huh eddie boy?" "Nothing Sir. Nothing could." "Heh heh. You're right. Nothing could. Cause you know..." he pushed harder into ed. "I never wanted to control a man as completely as I want to control you. " He leaned down and whispered into ed's ear. "Mancunt." "Oh, YES SIR. YES SIR. I'm your pussy boy, your mancunt, your soldier boy bitch. Whatever you call me. " Joel sneered. "Take it all cumdump." He pumped once, hard, and his semen filled ed's ass. "at least the splooch is cool," ed thought. "maybe he'll give me a little rest soon."
Joel smiled as he got up. "Once I get you untied, I wanna see you in the uniforms. I'll pick out the ones I want. "
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Joel pulled out the short sleeved one, one with a khaki long sleeve shirt, tie, and the same pants, and then the dress blues with white pants. ed was right: they were tight. He could hide it in the dress blue uniform, because it was cut bigger and had a coat, but the service uniforms showed everything. Joel was in pig heaven. "Sit in the chair eddie boy. Let me see how it looks when you have your hands tied behind your back." Another sigh from ed, but he did what he was told. He had to suck in his stomach to keep the buttons closed, and that made his nips point out. The short sleeves gripped his biceps tightly. "FUCK YES. You are gonna be SUCH a STAR tonight, lover boy. MMMMM. I am gonna get SO MANY BROWNIE POINTS FOR FUCKING A MARINE." Joel was smiling, and his bulge was growing in his shorts again. "Ok, change out, get a shower, then we'll disco nap. We're gonna have fun tonight." ed didn't know if he should start crying. The LAST thing he wanted was for Joel to find the uniforms. However bad things had been, NOW, he was TRULY fucked. Joel was waiting for ed when he finished washing and drying. "Get off that towel and get in here, sweetstuff. OH MAN. The evening is gonna be HOT. " He pulled ed close to him and whispered "who's my mancunt?" "I am Sir." "By fair fight?" "Yes sir. I started them. I lost. " "You're like the loot taken when a city is plundered. Or at least your ass is." "Yes sir." He felt the bulge against his ass. NOT AGAIN. " It wasn't. Joel had fallen asleep. He'd try to sleep too. He thought he'd need it.
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The cab seemed to have gone a long while. ed remembered some of the buildings in Tribeca from when he and Polly had been dating. They were not in "their" Tribeca though. They were in a dark part of town, where the buildings looked rundown, and well used. Joel was wearing the leather harness he had worn that afternoon, and a leather jacket ed had never seen before. ed was, in fact, in his service uniform, with an arm band added around his right arm. Joel had also put the heavier slave collar on him: the one with the lock. "DAMN your ass looks fine in those pants. You play pool ed?" "Yes sir." "GOOD. Bottoms play pool tonight." Joel gave a password to a guy at the elevator and handed him two twenties. They went up in the elevator. "Get your hands behind you ed. Gotta make an entrance." The doors opened to what was best described as "cleaned up raw space." It would remind you, if you weren't used to this type of club, of someone's suburban basement, cleaned up . There WAS a big pool table in the middle of the room, and the guys playing all seemed to have some kind of chain, or band, or something on them. One was wearing chaps, and you could see "cum dump " tattooed on his ass. Joel saw ed staring at that and laughed. "I hate tattoos eddie baby. If I liked them, you'd have one saying "Joel's boi" on your chest right now." "Thank you Sir." "HEY JOEL. Haven't seen you in a while!" An older man with dyed blond hair came up. "OH MY. You caught yourself a sailor?" "A marine Barry. He was my roommate. Now he's my sub, my bottom, my lover, my friend. ed, you may shake Barry's hand." "How do you do Sir?" Barry smiled. "Always well trained, like all of Joel's boys. Nice to meet you. " He turned to Joel. "You gonna inaugurate him with pool?" Joel laughed. "Hell yeah. He's got no idea what's coming." ed had stopped listening and thinking after "my sub, my bottom, my lover, my friend." The first two , he knew. He had never heard Joel call him his lover. It meant sense: he hadn't seen Joel bring anyone home since well before they moved into the new place - in fact, he hadn't seen him bring home ANYONE EVER. But... 'my friend.' Did he really think of ed as his friend? ed ran through a list in his head: who were his friends: he had his study group, he had classmates, he had acquaintances. Before Joel had put an end to his socializing though, did he ever go to lunch or dinner with anyone but Polly? Had he ever invited someone over to hang out? How long had the answer been 'no." When Joel had begun dominating him, he recalled trying to think of someone he could turn to. He came up with no one. Joel, on the other hand, was on the phone constantly. He had dinner dates, and lunch dates, with classmates, and people he met at work. ed wasn't his whole world. And he had let ed in. He had to let that sink in.' "SOLDIER BOI. Get over here and pick up a pool cue." "Yes sir. " ed walked through the room, getting WOOFED at all the way. He blushed and smiled. The uniform might have been tight, but he was getting noticed. "Game is starting. You're the newbie, so you break." ed bent down and ... while his pants didn't split, it was close. "HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THAT ASS!" someone yelled. The laughing came very close to disturbing ed's attention , and he got redder than a baboon's behind, to use one of his dad's expression, but he had an even break. "HEY. Who's teasing my boi's ass?" Joel was there with his arm around ed's middle. It's MY ass. None of you can have it." "We'll see Joel boi" came the voice of someone in the corner. "Maybe we can get you to play cards later." "Hmmmm. You DID win a fair piece of change from me last time. Maybe."
There was silence whenever ed bent over. He had never had that much attention before. He could see Joel in the corner, talking to some guys. ed's game went on, and when it was over, Joel came to fetch him. "Arms?" "Yes sir. Sorry." He felt Joel's hand on his butt. "Ok , Stewart. Not tonight. it's ed's first time in the club, and I wanna get him home and... heh heh. But next time. Double or nothing. "Nope Joel. NOT double or nothing. You win, I return the money. I win... I get a piece of that ass." ed's mouth dropped. WAIT. ed was gambling with his ass? His heart sank when he heard "its a deal." In the cab back, he couldn't help himself. "Sir.. did I just hear you put my ass up in a card game?" "You got a problem with that ed?" He did, but he thought better of saying anything. "No Sir. I belong to you. You make the decisions." "Heh heh. Don't worry eddie baby. I'm not gonna lose. Get over here. Get close to me." He pulled ed to him, so he could get his hand on ed's nip. "Now, who's the guy who's fucked you almost every day since we moved?" "You Sir." And before that?" "You sir." "Anyone else ever fuck you?" "No Sir. My ass has always belonged to you." "And it's gonna stay that way, princess. " "Sir, I want to ask one other question." "GEEZ. Ok, but if you ask anymore, I'm gagging you." "Sir, you introduced me as your friend. Is that true?" Joel sighed. "You know something ed? I have a rule: I never fuck anyone I don't consider a friend. I don't like casual sex. I hate it. I FUCKING HATE IT. I went after you because, to be honest, I figured you'd just not have anything to do with me unless I took matters into my own hands. " He squeezed ed's nip tighter. "Speaking of taking things in your own hands. So yes, eddie baby, I think of you as a friend. A friend I'm gonna fuck till he screams tonight, but a friend. GOT IT?" "Yes sir." When they got back to the apartment, ed assumed they were going directly to bed. "No, eddie. Don't get undressed. Come here. Come sit by me." ed was puzzled, but Joel put his arm around here. "Sometimes, sex is rough, hard and nasty. And sometimes, it's sweet, and gentle. " He kissed ed on the lips. "Like that eddie boy." "Yes sir. I do. You're a much better kisser than Polly." Joel laughed. "Well, if THAT's not a backhanded comment." He kissed ed again. "MMMMM. My marine boy has lips like a merman. MMMMM" He kissed ed long and slow. "I done seduced me a marine. YEEHAW" Joel kissed him again, and then climbed on top of ed's lap. He opened ed's uniform shirt, and got both nips in his hands. "Oh, I could just play with these all night." But instead, he went for ed's lips again. When he finished, he was still teasing ed's nips. "Sir, you think piercing it will make it more sensitive?" "Sure do." "Pierce it Sir. Please." Joel looked at him "Not yet eddie babe. Not yet. Now... " He got off ed and yanked him off the couch by the wrist. "Let's go to bed." He didn't tie ed down that night. He didn't have to. ed gave himself up that night, completely. Joel licked his body, head to toe, chewed his nips. and kissed ed like he had never been kissed before. "Sir.. I feel like Cinderella." "Prince Charming had a tiny dick. I don't. Sleeping Beauty - now SHE got the guy with the big cock." "I wanna be sleeping beauty Sir." "Sleeping Beauty you shall be. Let's get you undressed. " It was the third time in 24 hours. And it might have been the biggest orgasm for Joel. Not for ed though. The cage was still on And Joel knew it.