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This was our first Valentine's together, and even though it was almost a year I still get nervous about getting something for Jason. He insists on sharing with me his wealth, but I would not budge on my position.
Though a good week for me was an hour for him, I still made a decent income. I usually got home before he did. Jason would be at the gym now, despite having men at his whim. He insisted on maintaining shape. He was a bodybuilder and had the most defined body ever, and a cock that most would only believe could be achieved by obscene dildos. As rough as he was, he also knew when to be gentle.
My thoughts about surprises were broken when I was surprised myself. When I walked into our bedroom, I found a naked man tied up, blindfolded, and gagged. He was slim, with some bulk. And had short red hair. His cock was standing hard and red. His nipples were just as red from being irritated and manipulated.
I ran over to him and pulled out the gag and removed the blindfold.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Oh, fuck thank you for taking that out. It's been a couple of hours." The stranger said with a southern accent.
"What's your name fella?"
"Connor, please you have to untie me. I was kidnapped and they did things to me."
"Okay, I'll start to untie you. Hold on." I began to look for the tool Jason and showed me. It was used to undo knots quickly. While I was searching I heard the front door open.
"Babe, I'm home!"
"I'm in the bedroom!" I shouted.
"Who the fuck is that?" Connor asked. Nervous.
"My boyfriend. Why?"
"Fuck! You're dating The Breaker?"
"I guess? I don't really know his work stuff."
"Well, what the fuck is this?" Jason said walking into the room. He was clearly upset.
Jason was 6 foot 3, and long reddish-brown hair. He had chocolate brown eyes and a deep voice. He made most men feel like boys.
"Breaker, dude what the hell? Why are you doing this?" Connor cried out.
"Shut the fuck up bitch! I'll get to you later." He boomed, and Connor shut up quickly. Jason approached me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I both loved it and hated it when he did that. Because it would be how he got me to stop asking him questions.
"I didn't want you to find out this way." He said to me.
"Okay, well I guess there's a lot to talk about."
"They must have dropped him off early. I wanted it to be a surprise."
"What? A naked man in our bed?"
"No, babe. We didn't get a man. I got you your own slave."
"You got me a slave?!"
"I'm no one's slave! Fuck you guys and your queer shit! I will sue-" Connor was quickly silenced with a jock in the mouth, that Jason pulled from his gym bag.
"You got me a slave?" I asked.
"Yeah, a nice southern straight boy. Ginger too." I blushed. Jason had asked what kind of guys I was into when we were first going out.
"Babe that's nice, but he doesn't really want to be a slave."
"Fuck, I gotta fall in love with a considerate man." He said giving me a kiss before he moved over to Connor. He ripped the jock up and pulled him up.
"Yeah, listen to your slut. I don't wanna be a slave to a pair of queers. And certainly not to an Asian fag-" Jason backhanded him and knocked him over.
"Listen here boy, you are only here now because he's got a fascination for ginger meat. For everything you've done and owe, I could have you in a dungeon in Berlin working as a toilet. And I don't mean as a plumber." Connor went silent, ashamed he had been bitch slapped and embarrassed at how easily he could be dumped off.
I was so hard right now. When Jason was rough with me it was a turn-on. But to see him put a slave in place was another turn on. Single-handedly he arranged it so Connor was on his knees, and sitting next to him. One hand was behind Connor, and from his expression Jason's fingers working his way into the hole. Connor's eyes bulged out, but he kept quiet through the violation. Jason's other hand was on Connors's neck.
"Now, let's try this again. You call all your betters sir, master, whatever they want. Clear?"
"Yes, sir. Whatever they want."
"Good, now boy tell your master how much you owe me?"
"Ummm 2.2 million, which I could pay if you..aghhh" Connor was silenced when Jason put pressure on his windpipe.
"If I thought you could pay. You'd be out there making my money. But it's been too long, and I hear how you treat the boys at your firm. So you'll make it up here. Understood?"
"Jace, please I'm sure he'll behave."
"Are you going to behave pup?" Jason asked pressing closer to Connor.
"Yes, master."
"Let's see. 2.2 million, how about 5 years working your ass off?" Jason said, faking asking him.
"Yes, sir."
"So, what do you think sweetheart? You like him?" Jason asked with a smoldering look.
"Yeah, I do. I like him. Though I like you more."
"Wanna show me how much you like me more?"
"Yes sir!" I said rapidly striping. Jason watched me take off my clothes. He was laying down enjoying the view. Connor looked horrified in fear of what sexual rings he was going to be put through.
I climbed onto the bed, getting on all fours on top of Jason. He looked into my eyes and started stroking an area of my neck that he knew turned me on. I lowered myself to kiss him. Our lips smushed against each other's and he began to undo his sweatpants. He was so hard.
"Fuck" Connor whispered at the sight of Jason's cock. I wasn't sure if Jason heard or just didn't care.
"Wanna take off my shirt? Or leave it on?"
"I love taking off your shirt," I said as we sat up, making it easier to take it off. This gave me an opportunity to kiss his muscled arms and chest. This in turn gave him access to suck and softly bite my nipples. I let out a moan. He then dragged me down and rolled me over in the giant bed. Jason had a wicked smile on his face, as I was looking up at him.
"Let's break in your new slave now. Come here pup, lets see how good of an ass kisser you are."
"Fuck no! I'm not a faggot I'm not kissing any-"
Jason grabbed his balls and squeezed hard.
"I don't know if my baby wants you neutered or not yet. But I'd be happy to do it now."
"-gawd! I'll do it please stop. My balls!" He sobbed.
"Get started, you won't be as good as me. But you better be close." Connor crawled over with just his knees towards my ass. He began to rim me, as Jason moved back to kissing me. It wasn't the best rim job ever, but it made me rock hard. Between licks, he was sobbing and crying.
"Kiss...my...ass..soft bites." I panted between moans.
"You got that bitch? Your master wants you to kiss his ass properly." Jason snapped giving the new slave boy a jab on the side.
"Yes...sir..I'd be happy to kiss your ass." He said weeping.
"Oh..so good. Fuck me Jace. Fuck me, daddy."
"Yeah, I'll fuck you all night. Gonna knock you up."
Jason pushed Conner away, tied up he couldn't get very far and was right under me. Even if he wasn't getting fucked, he was going to get a face of it.
Jason was going to fuck me on my back, and Connors's face was going to be my asses pillow. He groaned from this new hell he was, less than a week ago he was the center of attention between two prostitutes he hired. Now he was nothing but a pillow for two men, who owned him like a luxury car.
Jason entered slowly, he was always gentle with me. Connor had lubed me with a combination of spit and cum. Still, it was not enough to ease it in with our effort. I bit my lip, though we had sex once a week at least. Anal was still a new experience to me.
"Hey pretty. You, doing okay?" He asked, running his hands down my pecs. I bit my lips and nodded. I'd do anything for him. Finally, what felt like an eternity he was all the way in. I could feel his huge balls on my ass, Connors lips kissed the very bottom of them.
"Do it, Jason. Fuck me! Fuck me damn it." I shouted. Jason began to pull out and ram back on. He built a rhythm of long periods of short fucks and long strokes. I could hear Connors's mouth sucking on the balls and having them pop out of his mouth. He had no choice if he wanted to breathe between balls hitting his face.
"Fill me up, daddy! Give me your load!"
"Yeahhhh! Here I cum!!" Jason shouted as he shot his load in me. As he ruptured I also came. The muscles he used to support me gave out, I could feel my weight now all resting on Connor. Jason pulled out, his cock covered his a quagmire of fluids. He grabbed Connor by the neck.
"Clean." He ordered. Connor tried to get away in vain. Jason punched his stomach causing a gasp. He then took the opportunity to shove the cock down his throat.
"I don't think you get your new position. When I say you do something you do it. Maybe I should put you in the enhanced training."
Connor was choking on the big cock. There was no amount of effort he could exert to get it out of his throat. When he pulled out he grabbed Connors's face and shoved it into my hole.
"Please stop. I don't wanna be a slave." Connor cried out.
"Now, now pup. You haven't been trained yet, keep licking away at that hole. Suck out my cum and swallow."
"You...sick...fuck..gaggh." Connor muffled out between fletching my asshole. He was softly kissing my hole. Puckering and licking with his tongue.
"Babe I'm gonna go handle a phone call. You going to be okay?" Jason asked. As I was being blissed out with the nonstop attention to my hole. He bent down and whispered to Connor.
"If I hear one complaint I'm taking one of your balls."
Connor sped his licking.
After Jason walked out left the bedroom, I stopped Connor from licking and undid his ropes. He sat silently as I did my work.
"Come on let's get you cleaned up." I said. Putting my arms under him I lifted him up. I sat him down on the floor of the larger shower. Water began to rain down covering the entire space. I also took a seat under the running water.
I reached out to softly stroke his body. Trying to work the rope out of his skin.
"Please sir, please let me go." Connor whispered.
"I'm sorry handsome. I can't."
"But he said I'm your slave. You own me! You can free me." Connor tried to reason.
"Connor, if I freed you Jason would just capture you again. And put you somewhere worse."
Connor contemplated this for a moment. I scooted closer to him and held his face between my hands. I looked into his brown eyes and gave him a soft kiss.
"I can't free you. But I'll do my best to make this as easy for you as possible."
"Ohhh..okay. Sir."
"I'm going to do things you don't like. But, I'll train you so you can get through it."
"Thank you, sir."
"Connor. Boy. Can I kiss you?" I asked him.
"Yes, yes sir. Thank you, sir." He said a bit more lucid now.
We sat in the shower and embraced under the water as a master and slave. After the shower, I dried Connor and let him rest in the dungeon. It was more of a guest room than a dungeon. But the house had plenty of equipment for a bondage dungeon.
Jason and I never wore clothes to bed, and usually slept naked. An attending house slave usually cleaned up after us before going to his own room.
"So did you like my gift?"
"I do, I can't believe you got me a slave."
"Did you get him in the shower after I left?" He said stroking my side, while we were looking at each other.
"I did we talked, I asked him if we could kiss."
"Such a big softie. That's why I love you."