Sitting in the car next to Jason, Butch wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying about how things would be at work from now on. Sparks knew that: he had seen the impact Worth could have on a sub, so this wasn't new. What WAS new , and very hot to Sparks, was how Worth was "turning" a straight, closeted guy whom just about anyone would assume was in charge, into a total submissive bottom. He was proud of his friend, and also jealous: there was an "air" Adam had about him that just made most men WANT to surrender to him. They'd fight it, because, well, "men don't do that" and then the part of them that wanted it so bad, would give in. Adam was an expert at knowing when to push, how much to push, and when to, as he put it "seal the deal." Worth had told Sparks, when they hung out together, that he was really surprised that Butch was "the one." He treated every "yes sir" from Butch as a little victory. Every time he told Butch to "assume the position" or "put your hands behind your back" and he did, especially if he did it with a bit of reluctance, it made him feel even more dominant than he was. And he was at the stage where.... he was going to bring Butch to the next level. He dripped when he thought about it.
Worth hadn't told him he COULDN'T jerk off, so when he got home and got undressed, planning to relax with a drink and tv before bed, Butch reach down. Nothing. Fingering himself did nothing. He tried again. Still nothing. Then he remembered the feeling of the restraints going around his wrists when Worth tied him in the chair. He got hard immediately. He started stroking, thinking about: what was going to happen over the weekend? What did Worth have in mind? He had some ideas, but, he really had no specific knowledge. Worth hadn't said anything. Was THIS the weekend he would... get his cherry popped? He thought it was, but he thought that was going to happen already, more than once. He was nervous but... as he moved a finger down and probed his own ass, Butch moaned. "OH YES. OH YES. OOOOOOOOOH. " He screamed like the mountain man some people called him, and jerked all over his floor. He laughed. Worth would have him on his knees, cleaning it up. Well? Practice makes perfect. He got down on the floor and got to work, licking it up as best as he could. He thought about sending a photo to Worth to see if was a good enough job. He got dressed and sat down on his sofa to watch a movie . He didn't put on a shirt: he wanted to look at his body hair because, well, there WAS the possibility it would be gone soon.
And Adam Worth? To say that Butch Randle intrigued him put it mildly. From what Jason had told him, this was going to be a drawn out, titanic battle with physical power struggles along the way, and possibly one where he'd lose the big prize. Everything turned out to be different. Butch turned out to be ripe, and ready, for domination. What Worth had to do was to temper his natural tendency to move fast. The "waltz" he was dancing with Butch, was exquisite. He smiled as he thought of the reaction that played across Butch's face every time he did NOT get fucked. That would change this weekend, for sure. What else would happen? Worth was still formulating some of his plans: would he shave Butch? Would he put him in chastity? Mark him? Move him into his house? All of that was in the air, and none of it was settled. "Slowly, Adam, slowly," he told himself as he went down to the basement of the house, to prepare it for Butch's weekend visit. It wasn't a formal dungeon, but there were toys and set ups that were not appropriate for his bedroom, or the living room. He and Sparks shared the room. If one of them brought a "guest" home and took him to the basement, it meant it was a solo evening: stay away. Butch would be spending some time in the basement: the wrist shackles against the wall were reason enough to bring him down there. And he'd be sleeping in Adam's bed. This was an aspect that Adam never spent enough time thinking about: if he was going to bring a man to submission, then he'd have to feel comfortable sleeping with him. He'd be learning that this weekend too. "Much to learn, much to do" he said to himself. Then he went to find a pad and a pen to write down what he would be ordering Butch to bring with him.
"Your warm weather uniform: the shirt with short sleeves. Don't forget your boots. Two other outfits: one casual, one a little dressier. Socks. Work out clothes. Nothing else. Friday, 6:30pm." When Butch got the text with the list of what to bring, he gulped. Then he got hard. He wanted to ask what Worth was going to do to him that weekend, but he knew he wouldn't get an answer. He did ask one question: "Sir, did you forget underwear?" An answer came back shortly after Butch sent the question. It was in all caps. "I SAID NOTHING ELSE. WHAT WASN'T CLEAR ABOUT THAT, FUCKTOI?" "Uh, nothing Sir. I apologize." "DAMN RIGHT YOU SHOULD APOLOGIZE. DON'T CROSS ME AGAIN. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MANY WAYS I HAVE OF MAKING YOU REGRET IT." "Yes sir. Again, sorry." "6:30. Be on time." "Yes sir." Worth and Butch both felt "charged" after that exchange. "This is gonna be good," was what Adam was thinking, as he looked through his collection of "toys": which ones would he use? Meanwhile, Butch was thinking somewhat deeper thoughts. He knew the direction he was heading in. Did he want it? The answer was yes, but.... he cracked a quick smile. He was going to make Worth EARN it. He wasn't going to be known as a passive, weak, "I give up" kinda guy.
At 6:29, Butch pulled up to the front door of Worth and Sparks' house. He wore the "summer" uniform, and he carried his bag in his right hand. Worth was outside, arms folded. Butch had thought that Worth be all in black, or wearing a hood, or something, but he was in normal street clothes. "You ready, butch?" "Yes sir, I think so" butch answered. "Well, inside. Now. Leave your bag in the entrance way . We'll get it later. When they were inside, Worth pushed Butch up against a wall, and leaned his knee into Butch's crotch. When he put his hand on Butch's face, Butch realized he was wearing gloves. Ridged gloves. Worth squeezed Butch's jaw muscles until his mouth opened, then he rammed his tongue in. He made loud, VERY loud noises, as he Frenched Butch. It was the first time in Butch's life that he had been kissed on the mouth by a man, let alone THIS way. He liked it. He was getting stiffer. Worth teased Butch's cock by slipping his knee back and forth, pushing Butch closer and closer to an orgasm. Then he stopped. "Handcuffs." Worth said, and Butch felt much of his intended resistance fall away. He put his arms behind him so he could be cuffed. "Downstairs. You've never been down there. Heh heh. It's only for special occasions." The "play area" was small - at the back of the basement. "We'll start here. " Butch felt the cuffs go off, and then Worth grabbed one of his wrists, shackled it to the wall, and then the other. Again, something new. Butch pulled at the manacles, and they didn't move. He saw the roll of cloth tape, and the look of glee in Worth's eye as he tore off a few strips tightly gagging butch. "We begin here, slaveboy. I'm gonna find out more about how your body works today. Probably, so are you. But let's start with what we know." He took off the gloves, and opened enough of Butch's shirt to expose his nipples. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" came out of Butch, as Worth's expert fingers went to work. "You like that, don't you?" "MMMMMMSR" was what came out instead of "yes sir." "Heh heh. Well my hands need to be elsewhere, so...." Butch began shaking his head frantically, waiting for the clamps to go on anyway. Worth laughed. "Not yet, fool. Not yet. So... one of my favorite parts of a man's anatomy... is his navel. " A finger snuck inside the unbuttoned portion of the shirt, and began to tease at Butch's belly button - which was VERY ticklish. Butch tried to laugh as best he could through the gag. Worth smiled again. "AH. Someplace else to work. It's inconvenient in this position, but we may winch your arms up at some point and test your pits too. "MMMPHNNNNNNNNMPHHHHHHHHHHH" Butch shook his head no, and Worth laughed. "You have no say this weekend, butch bitch. NONE. Now, let's get set with our first... game." He opened Butch's zipper, and pulled out his ridiculously hard, swollen cock. "I'm gonna get this fella back down to size. And then.... " Butch could see from the smile that something evil was afoot. "I'm locking you up, and I'm hiding the key: SOMEWHERE in the house. I'll be dropping clues through the weekend. Your job is to find the key to unlock yourself before Sunday night. If you don't, well... guess you'll be wearing it until you do." "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" butch shook his head no. HOW THE FUCK? He was going to fight. He was going to resist. And less than an hour in.. he was chained, helpless, and being edged by Worth. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM" butch's moans dropped, because of how well Worth edged him. One hand played his cock, the other tweaked nipples, taking each one in turn. Each time it seemed butch was going to shoot... Worth stopped. butch was DESPERATE. If he hadn't been gagged, Worth would have heard his pleas, his begging, his promises to do anything Worth wanted. "Two minute break over, time to get back to our edgeathon. " Worth got back to work, and this time... when he left go, butch couldn't contain himself and shot a huge wad across the basement floor, almost sobbing as he did. "Very impressive butchman. Let's see how impressive you are at cleaning it up. AFTER you get locked." Worth took out a cloth and cleaned up butch's crotch, then the cage he had used the first time. "Excellent. We're almost ready. Now, I'm gonna unchain you, you're gonna strip, and then... well, you'll see." Worth ripped away the gag, not too gently, and then he let butch go. Again, butch was thinking "how the hell did this happen so fast? His resistance plans? Out the window. He pulled off his boots, got out of the uniform, and then stood in front of Worth, who had a strange looking device in his hands.
"Something to prep you, handsome." butch saw that there was a ring structure at one end, and Worth put that on the base of his cock, right around the point where his balls met his body. There was a longish lead from that, with a bulb on the end. "OH SHIT" thought butch. "This is the start." "BEND OVER. NOW" "yes sir," butch said in a very low voice. "This vibrator will... teach your sphincters to relax. " He laughed. "And no, it is NOT equivalent to my cock. But it's a start. I will go and hide the key, then I will be back. CLEAN UP THE MESS." "yes sir," butch was all alone in the "dungeon." What were all the toys? What were they for? "HOW THE HELL DID HE OVERPOWER ME SO EASILY?" butch thought, not imagining that he had overpowered himself. He got down on all fours, and began licking up the jizz that Worth had milked out of him. It was a lot: he was still finding small splashes when he heard Worth's feet coming back downstairs. butch hurried to get back on his feet and he heard Worth yell "DID I TELL YOU TO GET UP?" butch stopped. He was almost frozen. "No Sir. Sorry Sir. I just assumed." "NO ASSUMPTIONS THIS WEEKEND. JUST FOLLOWING INSTRUCTIONS. OR YOU CAN LEAVE RIGHT NOW." butch felt a tear form in his eye. Leaving was the LAST thing he wanted to do but... he wanted to fight. He wanted to struggle. But when Worth was there, that will was all gone. "You didn't finish cleaning." "No Sir. I'm sorry, it's a big mess." "DAMN RIGHT IT IS. Good thing you won't be able to make another one. " From the corner of his eye, butch saw the collar and leash that Worth and Sparks had used on him once before. "Now, we can use this...." Worth dangled the leash in front of butch. "Or this." Now, he hung a set of nipple clamps in front of butch's face. "One or the other is going on you and you're heading to the bedroom. " butch felt a bolt of fear go through him, but he also felt his balls, recently emptied, begin to churn. He didn't want to be dragged up two flights by the tit clamps. He really, really didn't. "It's not my choice Sir. It's whatever YOU wish, Sir." He couldn't see Worth smile. "Then we're going to use both." Worth snickered, as he put the collar around butch's neck and the clamps on his nipples. The combination of the clamps and the low buzz of the vibrating plug in his ass was making it impossible for butch to think rationally. He got out a sentence before Worth started leading him up the stairs: "FUCK ME MASTER. FUCK ME." Worth smiled wickedly, but said nothing. He just led his prize up the two flights. When butch tried to slow down to rest, a pull on the clamps "motivated" him.
Once Worth had butch, naked, on his bed, he removed the butt plug and ball stretcher. Then he took off the clamps. All the while, he said nothing, but he tied butch's ankles to the head posts of the bed. butch didn't put up any struggle. "You're so fucking hot," Worth whispered, as he ran his hand over butch's chest and then his locked cock and balls. "You wanna submit don't you butch?" butch took a breath. A BIG one: "OH YES SIR. OH YES. YES I DO." Worth shook his head. "You're not ready butch. Not quite yet." He began to undress. "BUT SIR. I AM. " "I don't think so," Worth answered. "When all is said and done, a submission that comes from clamp work, or a vibrator, or anything like that, isn't worth shit. It's got to be total and from your soul, bitch butch. " "BUT IT IS SIR. IT IS!" Worth stopped him from continuing by covering his mouth with his hand. "If you interrupt again, I'll use a gag. One with a BIG penis end." butch shook his head. He saw the big cock that was standing in front of Worth. "MY subs have to know how to take cock. Using their mouths and their asses. You're learning with your mouth. Let's see if you can take it up the ass." butch began to whine. He was scared, but he wanted it. He at least wanted to try. "Easy does it sexy. My trooper cop bottom." butch felt Worth's cock head slicked with spit. The vibrator had "juiced" his ass, and the first part of Worth's cock had no problem getting in. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" came out of butch. "So big. So big. OH MY GOD SIR. OHHHHHHH" "SHHHHHHH. Try to relax big fella." Worth moistened his fingers and ran them over butch's nipples. butch's attention was so directed there, he didn't even feel the portion of Worth's cock that then penetrated him. He saw Worth's smile and then he felt it: how much was in him? Six inches? Five? Worth kept one finger on one of butch's nipples, and ran the other one around his lips. Again, with attention focused somewhere else, butch didn't even know that now, ALL of Worth's cock was in him. "You have a sexy ass, butch. And now, I'm gonna FUCK that sexy butt." butch felt Adam sliding back and forth in him. Now that he had relaxed, it wasn't as painful as he thought it would be. He felt his muscles open up more, and he felt how Adam played each nerve ending in his forward and backward motion. butch felt his mind floating, he was somewhere else. He was glad that Worth didn't spoil his mood by asking how he was doing. He just kept pumping. Then, butch felt him pump faster and faster. "I'M GONNA BREED YOU COP BITCH. GONNA BREED YOUR TROOPER ASS." Worth yelled, and butch felt a shot of hot, thick fluid flow into him. It kept coming. "This is what Sparks sent down my throat" he thought. "This is better. MUCH better." When the ejaculating stopped, Worth kept his cock in butch for a few more minutes. He didn't say anything. He did smile. "You're sweating, stud. You should clean up before the rest of tonight " "Yes sir. I do stink." "Ha ha. Sex is like that. Let me say something before I untie you stud. You said you wanted to submit. To surrender. I believe you. But now, now is not the time to do it. Sometime this weekend, if you still want to, you will. You'll say it to me, probably when we're doing something not at all involving cocks and sex. And I'll wait." "Yes sir. Thank you Sir." Worth was right. The fucking had been, well, awesome. But now, now that it was finished, butch felt a little bit of his resistance fire coming back. He smiled internally: he'd find that key. If he had to, he'd kick Worth's ass to find it. He had the weekend. Lots to consider.