“I have big plans for you today, my little slut,” Darren said as he ran his fingers through my soft black hair. I curled up closer to my boyfriend in our bed, savoring his gentle touches and electrifying promise. The only other sounds were the gentle patter of the rain on the window and the electric hum of the air conditioner. Both seemed to amplify the sweet sound of my love’s promises. “You want to be my plugged-up little cum slut today, Alex?”

“God, yes,” I said breathily, already squirming in excitement beneath the sheets. Even just one word from him was enough to grow my cock in my boxers. All of a sudden, it was all I could think about. “Please.”

“Take them off, then,” Darren whispered. I immediately complied, sliding out of my shorts. My already stiffening cock sprang free from my underwear and rubbed up against him. He grinned at me.  “Already this excited? Oh this will be fun.”

Darren shifted to open our bedside table drawer, retrieving several promising items: lube, a chastity cage, some rope, and my favorite vibrating butt plug. I let out a soft gasp at the tantalizing combination of toys. He sat up in bed, tossing the comforter to the floor. Darren slid his shorts off revealing his own semi hard member to me. God, I can't wait to taste him today...

“First thing's first,” Darren held up the chastity cage. Fuck. I was already almost rock hard, how the fuck is that going to work? Darren stroked my cock teasingly, smirking sadistically at me. “How are we going to fit you in here, hmm?”

Before I could blink, Darren had me pinned on my back to the bed. He quickly wrapped a length of rope around my wrists, tying me to the bed frame. I wriggled beneath him, nearly panting in excitement.  What was he going to do to me today?

 My excitement turned to panic as he ran his thick fingers up and down my sides. I cried out in a mix of a laugh and discomfort from his tickling. Completely pinned underneath him, I had not an inch to move out of the way. As always, he knew exactly what to do to my body to get the result he wanted. Distracted by the unpleasant sensations, my cock shrank just enough to be pliable to lock in the small cage. He knows how much I hate being tickled, and exactly how to use it against me for his devious purposes. 

“Ah- haha! Fuck!” I gasped, realizing his tricks had worked. Now, still bound by my wrists, I was also bound to an uncomfortable metal cage around my member. It was already uncomfortable in my semi-erect state and I was willing to bet it'd only get worse. 

“Haha, there you go my little slut. How do you like that?” Darren grinned down at me wickedly. I squirmed again beneath him, bound and completely at his mercy. 

“Ugh, Darren- fuck,” I groaned. “I hate when you do that...”

“I know,” he replied coolly. “Now, are you going to be a good boy for me, Alex?”

Darren trailed a finger down my throat and across my bare chest. “Yes...” I gasped as he played with my nipple. I arched my back into him, my body already craving more and more. It was like he not only had control over my body, but my mind as well. There wasn't anything he could do to me that I wouldn't love. 

“Look at you, filling out that cage so nicely. You look so fucking good all tied up for me, my love,” Darren kissed my cheek, then moved lower and lower down my neck and collarbones. Fuck, I want him so bad!

“Please...” I gasped when he teased his lips over my nipple. 

“Please, what?”

“Please, I want... I want you, Darren,” I squeezed my eyes shut, already bubbling over with need for him. He just chuckled, somehow amused by my desperation. 

“You be a good boy for me and I might just touch your cock. If you're really good, maybe I'll let you cum. Would you like that?” I nodded eagerly. “Good boy. Now let's get you all set up.”

Darren made sure the cage was firmly locked in place before he untied my hands. My limbs were free, but with my chastity cage snug around my straining cock, I felt as locked up as ever. I rubbed my wrists as he worked. Darren started by wrapping the rope deftly around my knees, locking them together. He worked his way up, weaving it around my slender body. It was just tight enough to not be able to ignore it, but not painful. After a few minutes of knots, he flipped me over onto my stomach.

 He roughly grabbed my hands again and tied the rope snugly around my wrists and up my arms. I was now completely helpless again with my arms bound tightly behind my back. I squirmed, feeling both controlled and so free. Free to be myself, free to voice my desires with no judgements, and free to let my mind sink into the subspace that no doubt was just minutes away. It might sound ironic, but I've never felt more safe than when I'm bound by Darren. I sighed, sinking into my thoughts as he rubbed my shoulders. 

“That's a good boy... Just relax and let it all out,” he whispered in my ear. I shivered at how close he was, and how much control he had over me like this. “Do you trust me?”

“Completely,” I replied truthfully. “I love you, Darren.”

“I love you too, Alex. Remember the safeword?”

“The safeword is guava.”

“Good boy.”

Darren lifted my hips and spread my ass cheeks and I heard him hum in approval. I heard the squirt of the lube bottle and a moment later, that familiar sweet sensation of something pressing into my ass. I sucked in a breath in anticipation. 

“Relax,” Darren cooed. I took another steady breath, feeling my body release its tension at his command. As he slowly worked the butt plug into me, I let my mind begin to drift. This man, the one I trust completely, had never let me down before. He was attentive, caring, gentle when needed and oh so deliciously rough when it was time. I fucking loved the way he handled me. God, every time he touched me it was like exquisite lightning rushing through my veins. The way his skin felt against mine, I just-

“Ohhh,” I let out a moan when the widest part of the plug stretched my ass nearly to its breaking point. Mercifully, Darren paused here and stroked a gentle hand around my ass cheek. So stretched, so full for him. So ready for him, but I could only hope and pray he'd fuck me like this. He could be so unpredictable; sometimes he fucked and sucked me, sometimes he made me please him with no reward but the submissive pleasure of service. Sometimes he locked some up in this goddamn cage and teased me for hours on end. There was no way to know what he truly had planned. 

I sighed into the pillow as I lay face down, finally stretched enough to accommodate the butt plug. Sensing my ease, Darren shoved the rest of the plug inside of me, all the way to the base. 

“Mmmm,” I moaned. I felt my hole clench around the toy. The new sense of fullness made my cock strain even harder against the confines of my cage, still firmly locked in place. “Fuck...”

“You like that, you dirty boy?” Darren smacked my ass. 

“Mmm... Yes....” I moaned. I wriggled my bound body, loving how the rope felt all around my skin. “Please...”

“Please, what?” Darren squeezed my ass cheeks with both hands until I let out a gasp at the delicious pain. 

“Mmm... Please, I want to serve you.”

“Ooh, good boy, Alex.” Darren tugged in the plug and I let out another moan into the bed. He smacked it with the palm of his hand before flipping me roughly over on the bed. Now laying face up, I gazed lazily up into his blue eyes, half dazed by the sensations all around my body. 

“Here's what you're going to do. You're going to suck my cock, and if you do a good enough job, maybe I'll turn on that plug I shoved up your ass. You'd like that, wouldn't you, my little slut?” He grabbed my cheeks, forcing me to look up at him. I nodded as much as I could with him holding me like this. 

Darren smiled, that sweet, sadistic smile that just makes me melt into him. He moved up to straddle my chest, the glistening tip of his cock just out of reach of my lips. 

“Well go on,” he teased. I strained to reach him, but couldn't get close enough to take him inside my mouth. My arms were still bound behind my back, preventing me from getting the leverage I needed.  “Oh, I'm sorry. Am I too far? How about this...”

Darren rocked his hips forward, suddenly filling my waiting mouth with the length of his hard cock. I tried to resist gagging at the sudden intrusion, but his thrusts forced me to. I tensed and gagged as his tip hit my throat, tears beginning to form in my eyes. He thrusted further and further into my face, hitting my throat again and again with his big, hard cock. I felt my vision begin to swim and blur, blissfully subservient to my master’s needs. 

He pulled out of my mouth and left a trail of spit running down my chin and chest. I took a much needed breath, gasping for air. Darren ran his fingers through my tangled hair tenderly. It was such a strange and fantastic combination of the tender gesture and his rough hold on me. 

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. He was no doubt enjoying the view. I could feel my cock leaking out of the metal confines of its prison, aching and desperate for any attention. “You're such a good boy....”

“More, please, I want more,” I pleaded, opening my mouth wide for him. I wanted him to fuck my face so badly, to feel his hot cum slide down my throat. My ass clenched again around the butt plug, yet another reminder of my service to him. 

Darren smiled, and obliged. Slower this time, he pushed his dick between my lips and into my throat. I expected him this time, and accomodated him well. I swallowed around him, making him groan in pleasure. He grabbed my hair and moved my head along his shaft. I finally felt my mind slip away to that familiar warm and fuzzy place that I so desperately craved. I was locked and forced into this position, so delectably full at both ends. 

He used my face to pleasure himself as I was completely at his mercy. I was nothing more than a tool for his pleasure, a servant to his desires. And I wanted nothing more than to please him. He deserved it. He deserved my devotion and servitude. He deserved to use my willing body any way he saw fit. I wanted- no, I needed him to use me as much as he wanted. 

“Mmmf,” I moaned around his cock. I felt him twitch and moaned again, vibrating him in my throat. He tensed and I knew he was getting close. 

“Fuck babe, that feels so good.” He relaxed his grip and let me catch my breath again. 

“Please use me,” I begged with tears overflowing from my eyes. “Please... I want to make you feel good, Master. Please...”

Darren grabbed my hair and shoved himself down my throat yet again, motivated by my pleas. He fucked my face with abandon, thinking of nothing but his own pleasure. I was in my proper place, beneath him and submissive. He groaned again and I felt him twitch. I tasted precum and knew it was time. He suddenly pulled out of my mouth and within three strokes, he shot his hot load all over my eager face. I opened wide and stuck out my tongue, hoping to catch as much of my Master's delicious cum as I could. He shot rope after rope all over my face, hair, and chest as he moaned in ecstasy. 

“Ffffuck-” he doubled over, panting. I felt a surge of pride at being able to please him. “Good boy, Alex, good boy...”

 I did it! I did a good job! I smiled lazily at his praise. I felt his cum start to cool against my skin. God it felt so fucking good to submit to him.

But I only had a moment before he reached over to the night stand and retrieved the remote control for the butt plug...