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The dominant neighbour part 3
At that moment, I did genuinely debate what I was getting myself into. There I was in our new neighbour's house, naked with the exception of ankle and wrist cuffs, a chastity device, nipple clamps and a blindfold. All my other senses became slightly more sharpened. I took a deep breath and tried to take in my surroundings. Not entirely sure what was going to happen to me next.
The next thing I knew, a door creaked open and I could hear the sound of boots walking across the floor towards me.
"Good boy," I heard Scott say with his unmistakably sexy Scottish accent as he just gently jiggled the nipple clamps. Enough to make me notice but gently.
"Thank you sir," I stated.
Without warning, the chain between the nipple clamps were pulled away from my body. The pain went through my body like a shot of lightning. I screamed out loud with the torment that my nipples were suffering from.
"You do not speak in this house unless I ask you a question. And you will address me as master. Do you understand sub?"
"Yes Master," I said hoping for some relief from the nipple clamps. He quickly dropped the chain and the dull ache that they experienced before returned.
Scott grabbed my hands and moved me further into the room before putting me on my hands and knees with my arse exposed in the air. I felt the unmistakeable smell of a man's feet beneath my nostrils.
"If you want to be used in this house then you have got to get used to the smell of these," said Scott in a slightly aggressive dominating tone. With that I set to work on his feet, starting with the soles of his feet, kissing each part with a passion normally left for my partner. But there was no doubt that I was horny.
I felt Scott's other foot between my legs and gently stroking my caged cock while continuing to worship the other. He then bought this foot right to my mouth.
"You are producing an extraordinary amount of precum boy. So much so that some of it has gone on my foot. Had to check out hadn't shot your pathetic sub load just by worshipping one of my feet."
I took it as a cue to clean up the pre cum on Scott's foot which had leaked on the top of his foot having used my tongue to wipe away the mess.
"Good boy," he said with a Scottish accent that was making me a randy fuck slut.
I resumed worshipping his feet, intermittently either licking the feet or kissing them. I also took my time to pay particular attention to the toes on each foot, carefully licking between each one and ensuring every part of the foot was clean and worshipped. I was also delighted to take each one of those toes into my mouth, sucking each one carefully like it was the most precious item in the mouth.
As I finished with the little toe, he moved the big toe from both of his feet into my mouth and stretched it out far and wide. I dread to think what it looked like, probably something like The Joker out of Batman.
"This is the strange thing with all of you subs willing to serve someone. For some reason, you all like being at my feet and sucking on them. Every sub must be a psychologist's dream."
I genuinely wasn't sure what to say to that, I'm fairly sure I wasn't here to discuss the finer points of human psychology with Scott. Nor from the conversations that we had had in the relatively short period of time that I had known him did I think it would be something that would be of interest. These thoughts came to me while I was continuing to lick and kiss his feet, giving both the same attention that this Scottish hunk was worthy of. I quickly knocked the thoughts out of my head and continued to serve the superior specimen of man in front of me.
Scott took his feet onto the floor and I was told to remain kneeling on the floor. A creak of the chair he was sitting on indicated to me that he was leaning forward. I felt him hold the side of one of my nostrils and this quickly followed by the unmistakeable smell of some very fresh poppers being held to my side. He left them there for around eight seconds before quickly switching sides to my other nostril and pumping that full of the distinctive odour.
After taking them away, I became very light heated and a little more relaxed than I had been, even throughout the spell of worshipping Scott's feet.
"Now then, what are we going to do with you next boy?"
I didn't respond, I soon realised I was supposed to.
SMACK
A large hand was swiftly planted across my face and knocking me out even more than the poppers had done a moment or two earlier.
"I'm sorry sir," having restored some form of normality and balance to my life. "I did not realise I was suppose to respond."
"Well."
"That is up to you sir. I am free to do with as you wish sir."
"That's a good answer boy. Move your face forward."
I did and I was hit with another smell that is easily recogniseable. That of a man's arsehole.
"I'm sure you know what to do."
Having done this enough times for many different people over the years, I was very sure of what was expected. I placed my lips forward, trying to gather my bearings of where I should be putting my tongue. I felt with my bottom lip the very rim of the arsehole and it was from there that I stuck out my tongue and reached the very bottom of Scott's hole.
It had a musky smell and taste to it. He must have been busy since he got back from the gym, but then he had just moved house.
I moistened my tongue up to try and penetrate his arsehole as I knew that many other guys liked that. I wasn't really sure if a dom would be willing but the encouraging noises that he was making as my tongue delved further into his hole was probably a sure sign that he was enjoying the attention.
"This is the thing, many guys forget how many sensitive nerve endings are in an arsehole. Many subs who serve me forget this and chicken out of licking the hole. You are much better than them already."
I have to admit that it was quite an ego boost for this attractive handsome man to be turned on by the actions that I was making with my tongue. Eating out every little bit of his arsehole. Trying to keep the hair around the hole clear so that my mouth had a clear path to reach its intended target. I would lick up and down the entire area of the arsehole. Only stopping once my nose had hit some leather straps. My guess is that Scott was wearing a leather jockstrap. And my god, that was an image which was turning me on as I licked his magnificent arsehole.
"I can so clearly tell that you are turned on by this, I have never seen a cock leak so much precum from a chastity cage before. I'll have to get you to clean up your own mess later."
I was using my tongue and mouth to apply extra pressure to Scott's sensitive taint. Taking almost as much time to worship that area as I did his arsehole. Scott was making a lot of sensitive noises as my licked at his areas.
"Right then boy, I bet you would like nothing more than to suck my cock, yes?"
"Yes sir."
"Well tough."
I was a little crestfallen having worked so hard to ensure he was happy.
"Did I not please you sir?"
"I'll forgive you for talking out of turn given how sad you looked when you realised you are not going to take my Scottish cock in your mouth. The truth is, I will use your mouth in the future, but my cock is so big that I always like the first time a sub experiences it is to be in the arse, that way you can feel very inch of my cock up your arse."
I nearly ejaculated just at the thought of that sentence, although if it was that big I was worried my arse was not going to be able to take it.
Scott had me kneeling and the next thing I knew, the nipple clamps were removed and the blood rushed back into them making them very sore and sensitive. This was extra enhanced when Scott decided to grab both nipples and give them a very hard twist. This made me yelp very loud, probably enough for the neighbours on the other side to hear me.
After taking his hands away from my chest, I then felt something rubber being inserted into my mouth. I started to panic a little which was noticeable to Scott.
"It's just a penis ball gag, relax boy."
I started to calm down a little but the tension was soon increased when the wrist cuffs were yanked further towards the floor so my arse was even more exposed. I heard the noise of a metal clicking into place. I tried to move my hands and found that I could a short area.
"You are tied up boy yes, well observed. I'm about to tie your ankles to the floor as well," he carried on with this while speaking. "There is enough give in the wrist straps to ensure that you can reach the bottle of poppers on the floor besides you. I shall leave it up to you to decide how much you wish prior to your fucking."
Scott placed extra emphasis on the word fucking, taking almost a sadistic delight in what was about to happen. He moved away from tying my ankles to the floor and moved right next to me. He grabbed the little finger of my right hand and moved it towards his cock. I felt it briefly but enough to know that it was covered up in a condom.
"Don't get me wrong, I would like nothing more than to breed you but I'll be saving that for later." It still gave me no idea how big the cock that was about to penetrate me was.
He moved away from my face and moved towards my arse. I grabbed the poppers ready to be fucked and started to inhale, two long sniffs on each nostril. And this was before anything had even been done. As I finished taking the final inhale, I felt something wet at my arsehole. But to my surprise, it was lube or even the wetness of the condom penetrating at my hole, it was actually a tongue. Giving me a similar rimming experience to the one that Scott was giving me earlier.
I admit to being pleasantly surprised about how good and relaxed I felt about having this tongue placed on my hole but then the poppers were also helping that.
"I need you nice and relaxed for what's about to happen boy. Inhale some more poppers."
And I did, without even questioning, as a tongue was running up and down my hole, eating it out like it was a last meal. I was lapping every single little bit of attention that was being given to it.
It even got spat at a couple of times before Scott's face was being rammed into my arse. Then before I knew it, a finger was poking at my hole. Starting to slowly penetrate. With all the rimming and the poppers, the finger went in quite easily and quickly found my prostate, which was being stimulated by that one finger. I was moaning into the ball gag quite happily with the pleasure that was running through my body.
Then as the first finger was being pulled out, a second finger was working its way into my hole. Stretching it open just a little bit more than before. I was still content as a felt his other hand slowly touching my caged cock, just starting to bring it a little more to life than it was before.
Just as suddenly as they were inserted, the fingers were withdrawn from my hole. I felt a little empty but not for long as I felt the cold sensation of lube being poured onto my butthole and being worked just a little into my arsehole. I then felt a condom at my entrance and I braced myself for what was going to happen next. I took a quick sniff of some poppers hoping that it would help me to relax for the assault on my hole that I knew was going to take place.
Scott's cock slowly inched into me. The first thing that struck me as it penetrated my hole was how thick it was. My hole was stretching wider than ever before to accommodate the invading cock into my arse. The pain was starting to creep in despite the hunky Scotsman only putting small amounts of pressure in his insertion.
I grabbed for the bottle of poppers and took the quickest and longest inhales that I could manage. I knew I was going to have a throbbing headache later in the day because of the amount I had inhaled but that was a problem for the future. Right now, I needed to relax so I could let more of Scott's cock into my arse.
"I haven't even got a third of it in yet," he said, making me realise that there was a lot more of his cock to go inside of me. I grabbed the poppers again and this time did a long deep hit up my nostrils. This jolted my brain into life and made me think of everything I did while I was getting fucked. And that's to remember that I always needed to push out to ensure an easier access for the top.
I did this and before I knew, a lot more of his cock went inside my hole, almost like it was sucking it up. Scott was very impressed at the sudden intake of cock that was in my hole.
"One final push and it will all be inside." And he delivered that final push, inside my hole which was tender and on fire but also in a situation where I couldn't be happier.
"Now it's all inside, I'll tell you, you just took a 10 inch cock up your arsehole."
This news made me leak a lot more precum in my cage, it was scooped up and smeared all over my face as a sign of how turned on I was that I was probably the hardest that I had ever been and yet my throbbing erection was being kept under control by a metal cage around my cock.
Scott then took it as a cue to start fucking my arse. The next few minutes were a blur as my arse felt empty as he withdrew but massively full as he pistons inside my hole. I don't know how to cope with the pleasure and the pain which is simultaneously going through my hole as this dominant hunk fucks every little bit of my arse.
As I started to enjoy the sensation of this massive weapon fucking my arse, I started to tighten and tense my hole just a little. It added a little extra moment to the sensation around his cock and by the moans that he was giving off, he was enjoying every little moment and every time that he did that.
"What a good boy you are, I am definitely using you are on a regular basis. Perhaps I'll involve your partner in all of this. I wonder what he would say if he could see you now."
Scott laughed in a way which was slightly too evil almost hinting that he was in the room watching me get fucked.
"Don't worry, he isn't. I promise you. Close your eyes."
I did and with that, I felt the blindfold lifted off my face as Scott stopped fucking me.
I opened my eyes, a little disorientated but then very surprised at what I saw in front of me. It was Scott, looking over me wearing a leather jockstrap and a harness.
"But if you are there... then who is fucking."
"Surprise boy." said Carl. I looked round and there he was, his blond hair ruffled and wearing nothing at all as far as I could tell. Your arse feels amazing, definitely using this again."
"But how."
"Explanations are dull boy but I think Scott could answer a few of those questions."
"Yes Master," Scott answered obediently, his tone completely transformed. And with that, he pulled his jockstrap to the side to reveal a short metal chastity cage.
"If I get my way, this will be your future."