hank felt Cam's forefinger finger move under his right nipple - his more sensitive one, and made more sensitive by the bar Cam had had inserted after he had hank's nipple pierced. The bar - with the little balls at the end each of which had one of Cam's initials on it. "Now everyone will know, whoever makes a claim... you're mine." Cam's eyes had gleamed when he said that. In a way, Cam was right. hank had ALWAYS belonged to him, from their first night when, as hank got aggressive, Cam flipped him over and topped him. Whatever Ben and Hal had done to him, none of them knew his body the way Cam did, and none of them could exploit it the way Cam could. Like he was doing now.
Ben and Hal had both worked his nipples. It was clear that they were sensitive and could make hank helpless faster than anything else. Neither of them knew what Cam did though, which was the most sensitive spot on those nipples, and the most effective way to overpower him. Cam was doing that now. First, he rubbed the left nipple with his thumb and forefinger moving in opposite directions. Then, the killer: he moved the forefinger under the nipple, and very gently flicked upwards. It was very late or very early, depending on your point of view, and hank began to moan. Instinctively, he tried to pull away from Cam's other hand, wrapped around his middle, and Cam's leg, thrown over his. Cam responded by pulling him back roughly.
"You're not going ANYWHERE sub boi," he whispered, as hank continued to moan. Your DOM is horny, and he wants you. " "Yes sir... but you took me before bed. " "Ha ha. And I'll take you before we get out of bed." he wrenched hank to put him on his back, and now, while his fingers worked the right nip, his mouth went to the left one. The new chastity cage was smaller than the one Ben had used, and hank's cock hurt. Cam's rule was that he could be uncaged for 30 minutes every week. No more than that.
Cam had always been a very horny lover: now, he was voracious. He had fucked hank for the first time in decades when he rescued him from Ben's dungeon. When they got back to Cam's place, he fucked him again. Then, just before Cam took him to bed, he had hank get on his knees, put his hands behind his back, and blow him. hank thought that this was just the result of what had happened a few hours before, but it wasn't. Cam wanted him all the time: and when he wanted hank, he took him. If hank had a break in between appointments, and returned to the office, Cam was there, fingering his cock, and signalling for hank to get under the table and get to work. He always did, because he had no choice: Cam was his DOM again.
It felt like he had lived another life in the 2 months since Cam had rescued him. hank was familiar with how horny Cam was, but he didn't know about all the new things he was into. First there was the piercing. Then, Cam took hank to a class on shibari and kinbaku. That first night, with hank stripped naked except for his cage, Cam had tied him in the most elaborate bondage hank had ever seen. There was no sex at the shibari club, but Cam waited until they got home. Cam had to untie hank so that he could get dressed to go home the first time, but the second time: Cam insisted on tying hank while hank was wearing jeans. That meant he didn't have to untie him when they got back home. He didn't. He had executed a tie that pushed hanks nipples out even further than usual, and then... well, the ropes seemed to get Cam even hornier, and harder.
Cam's bed was outfitted a little differently than hank remembered it when they had been a couple that first time. Rather than restraints on the legs of the bed, Cam had cuffs coming out of the head board. It meant that when he restrained hank, which he did often, hank's arms were bound above him, leaving his armpits totally vulnerable, and exposed to Cam's attacks. Those restraints also had a second set of shackles, so that Cam could lock in hank's ankles and had free use of his hands. Cam learned early on that yes, tickling them was effective. Licking them was better hank would moan almost as loudly as he did when Cam worked his nipples. And if he clamped hank's tits while he did the arm pits, well.. if he weren't gagged, hank would BEG and PLEAD to be given a chance of release. He never got it. Release time was Sunday, 7-7:30. Unless Cam "forgot."
In addition to taking hank, Cam had grabbed a bunch of Hal's toys. Most of them were redundant, but the "walnut fucker": the prostate stimulator, was something new to Cam. He liked using it on his sub, especially with a pair of tit clamps, and a nice, heavy tape gag. hank was becoming accustomed to the two butt fucks a day, and the mouth fuck, or fucks. Yes, sometimes Cam blew FOUR loads in a day.
Maybe the thing that Cam did that made hank feel most humiliated, most exposed, were the nights when he'd invite couples over to play "sub strip poker." hank didn't know who had invented the game, but he hated him. In sub strip poker, after every hand was over, two things happened: the sub who's DOM had lost the handfirst, had to remove one item of clothing, and the hand winner could remove an article of clothing from any sub he wanted. He remembered how Justin had smiled the first night he and bob had come over.
"This is fucking AWESOME. We gotta turn it into a floating poker game." Justin won that first hand, and with glee, he made hank take off his shirt. Cam was a pretty good card player, so hank didn't get completely stripped that night, neither did bob, who actually lost MORE clothes than hank did: apparently, the other DOMS liked blonds more than dark haired subs. The guy who wound up stripped, well.. a hot red head with a little bit of a beard, and a pair of bright green eyes. He clearly worked out hard, and when the game was over, as a penalty, his DOM had to fuck him in front of the other men, as the DOMs jerked off. It hadn't happened to hank... yet, but it HAD happened to bob, who had become his friend, and rival. The DOMS were not slow to see they were about the same size, and set up all kinds of competitions, like wrist wrestling matches, or just straight out wrestling matches, contests to see who could get untied from a hogtie first. hank did remember that first time, though, when patrick (the ginger's name), took his place on the floor, as his top - Mike - pushed up his legs and fucked him.
But that was all in the past, as Cam flipped him over that morning, pushing hank's legs apart. He grabbed each wrist and secured it to the headboard, and then did the same to hank's ankles. He saw Cam reach for the walnut fucker. hank was already sore and the walnut fucker would... OH GOD it was doing it already. He was moaning, trying not to scream, and not really succeeding as the probe moved in and out, with Cam twisting it for maximum sensation. Cam had enough experience to know when hank was "ripest" as he called it, and when he determined he was, he slid his cock in. hank was still wet from the first fucking of the night, so it was easy for Cam to get all the way in. His impish smile just made hank hotter: it scared him a little that, however sore he was, he WANTED this. He wanted to please Cam. The thought of being Hal's sub, or Ben's, was so scary to him: the hot wax had pushed hank over the edge, and he wanted out of this. Ben was set to fight to, until Hal's old straight sub, brad, got reassigned to the area. Hal dumped Ben so fast it wasn't funny, and now, as Ben recovered from the kidnapping, he was thinking of how he'd get his next sub. Cam fully intended to invite him to sub poker night once he had a sub. He was NOT interested in making up with Hal.
Cam, Justin, bob and hank had sort of become a fixture at the bar where both bob and hank had had their "coming out as a sub" evening. It seemed inevitable that there was going to be some kind of public event where hank and bob suffered together, and there was. The bar manager came up with it. They were uncaged, and then bound back to back. Each of them were gagged. Then, the OTHER DOM would try to jerk off the OTHER sub. So, Justin was jerking off hank, and Cam was doing bob. Whoever shot the shortest load, had to suck both DOMS. Whoever shot first.... he got fucked by both. hank was uncertain if he was happy or sad when bob lost both competitions. "Please Master Justin. Can I suck you both off at the same time? " bob got on his knees and took BOTH big cocks. That impressed hank. He MIGHT have been able to handle two skinny cocks, but not cocks the size that Justin and Cam had. Even bob with his experienced ass, couldn't take both of them at the same time there. At the last minute, Justin decided that since bob was "hot, but a worthless sub," he should suck hank as well. It was the first truly excellent blow job hank had had in a while, and the last one he'd have too.
Cam and hank would go up to Justin's property to use the mansion ever six weeks or so: hank would be dumped into the back of the car with the same sensor deprivers bob had, while Cam rode in the front. Justin had ordered and installed a fucking machine: a large dildo was attached to the end of a rod, and the rod was attached to a small motor. bob dreaded it. You could see it when they used it on him the first time, because instead of thrusting like a normal cock, it spun. The operator could change the speed too, and Cam and Justin had a great deal of fun seeing how much they could make their subs struggle.
And so it went. And so it goes. As we end this story, both hank and bob are still the subs of Cam and Justin. In fact, this week, they'll be participating in the "DOM/sub hunt." The club "Cuffs and Collars" sponsored it. Couples would attend, and then the subs would be released, like foxes, on a HUGE piece of property. They'd get a ten minute head start, and then the DOMS would be released to hunt them down. You didn't have to restrict yourself to hunting your own sub: you could hunt any one of them you wanted. At the end, when all the subs were captured, there WOULD be a reward for the sub who evaded capture for the longest: he could fuck any other sub he wanted. The DOM who captured the most subs got an even bigger prize: he could fuck as many of the subs as he wanted, for the rest of the weekend. Justin was the defending champion: the year before, he had caught four subs during the hunting period. He would have some tough competition this year, because Dragon was coming with his new boy: a buff guy who had been a diver in college, and now "took care" of Dragon in Chicago. When bob found out that Dragon was going to be there, he had extremely mixed feelings: he wasn't sure if he wanted Justin, or Dragon to be the one who captured him. And hank? Well... remember he had been a topman for so many years? He agreed with the sentiment that bob's ass was the hottest one there. He was going to do his best to stay out as long as he could, and if he did: he was going to pick bob's ass for fucking. What happened? Well, guys, we'll never know, because we're leaving this little community now. Madonna told us "use your imagination that's what it's for." Maybe write a story to continue this one. Keep reading, keep donating, and most of all KEEP SAFE.