Page 30 of Caged for Them

I struggled against my bindings, desperate to touch one of them, and finally got my wish when she bent over my stomach, resting her weight on me and gently kissing the tip of my cock. She moaned. I felt the vibration in her breath, and looked over and saw that Jason had thrust inside her, fucking her in long strokes while I lay helpless beneath them. She seemed intent on teasing my erection, peppering only the lightest kisses across my skin as he fucked her to a hard orgasm on top of me.

I forgot how much Mari got off on tying me up and teasing me.

She stood and kissed him, glancing over her shoulder at me as she stroked his throbbing cock and thanked him, making it clear he hadn’t come with her. Jason had become so disciplined in his months as our lover that he could hold back his release until ordered to come, and this was no different.

“Eat his ass, sweet boy.” Mari moved to stand over my face, her silky thighs against each ear. I was desperate for something,anything, and I stretched my tongue up and licked her. She moved down a little, pressing into my mouth.

“Fuck, yes, eat my pussy, please.” I did, licking her clit and tasting her sweet juices. She moaned softly, and I was almost too distracted to notice that Jason had kneeled between my thighs. Almost.

I groaned as his tongue darted out and licked my crack. His lips pressed against my asshole, and he pushed into my hole. It was perfect, firm and wet and gentle enough that the sensation of being stretched was pure pleasure.

“Oh god!” I cried out, my hips bucking up, trying to get closer to his mouth, but I couldn’t move. He backed off a little as Mari said something to him. I was too out of my mind to pay attention, my body quivering in the swing. And his finger pressed inside me.

Mari had pegged me and fingered me before, but I’d never taken anything the size of Jason’s cock, and he was gently working me open, stretching me and toying with my desires. Again, they both ignored my cock, and I ached with the need to be touched.

“Okay, baby, time to ride,” Mari said. Jason jerked away from my asshole, but she reached down and grabbed his dick. I watched as she lubed him up and pressed him against my hole, teasing me with his massive girth. I whimpered.

“Go slow,” I begged.

“Take all of him,” she murmured, and he drove forward, filling me, stretching me. He was so big that it seemed impossible.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, and she laughed, pushing him deeper, and suddenly, I wanted more. What had changed? Perhaps my body had adjusted to him. My hips rocked, trying to get closer to his cock, and he chuckled as he slid in further. I arched my back, not sure how to get more of him inside me.

Jason was inside me.

“I love you.” I met his eyes, and he smiled, pressing the last few inches in, and standing like that, his cock buried so deep in me.

“I love you too,” he said, and he started to move.

“Fuck, Jason. That feels amazing,” I panted, arching my back to meet his thrusts, my hands gripping the ropes holding me in place. Mari stepped back, and Jason leaned down and kissed me deeply, his hand sliding between us, rubbing my cock.

But then Mari was there, climbing on top of me, lowering herself down, and the sensation got so intense I thought I might black out. She faced Jason, and they started kissing passionately as they fucked me in a slow, sensual rhythm, and suddenly, I understood exactly why Jason liked to be treated like our fuck toy. It was incredibly hot to just watch while your body was used for pleasure.

Jason grabbed Mari’s ass, coaxing her to bounce on top of me, and I moaned as her pussy quivered around my shaft. Histhrusts grew harder, more desperate, his body slapping into mine, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold on for long.

“Come, baby. Fill me up,” Mari breathed, leaning back and holding onto the swing’s chains, her breasts bouncing as she rode me harder. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came hard, shuddering underneath her. She let out a delighted moan and climbed off of me, standing by Jason and kissing him passionately as he railed me hard. She was whispering instructions to him, but it was impossible to focus. The pressure building inside me was overwhelming, filling me with euphoria.

“Oh god, fuck me,” I groaned, my body shaking. Mari whispered for him to come, and he did, shouting as he unloaded deep inside me.

I had never felt so connected to him as I did when he was buried deep. That was unexpected, but I loved it. Loved them.

And I really loved this goddamn house. I could already imagine what our life here might be like.

Epilogue

Jason

Our commitment ceremony wasprobably the kinkiest wedding I’d ever been to, and the most romantic. We’d traveled to Jamaica, and booked space at a resort known for adults-only kinky fun, and invited only our closest friends.

It started with a celebration with our friends and a few family members that had been tame and lovely. We’d rented a space outside the kink resort, and thrown a huge party, with speeches and vows, and all of that, and it had been beautiful to declare myself to them in front of everyone. But that celebration wound down, we’d returned to Temptations in Paradise Resort, ready to express our true commitment to each other.

Some romance was based in deep friendship and connection, and perhaps ours was in some ways. After all, I’d been friends with them for decades before I became their lover. But beneath that, there was our kink, our intense sexual connection, and we had decided that needed to be celebrated as well. It was as much a part of our love as our friendship.

So I was clad in leather, my collar, and a cock cage and nothing else, while Mari wore a pretty floral dress, and Henry wore dress pants and a suit shirt. At this resort, they could lead me around by a leash hooked to a harness, and no one would think twice.

I’d been wearing the cage less and less lately, only for sexy fun times, but in the week leading up to our wedding, I’d been caged the entire time, and my body was floaty and needy all at once as I looked towards them, standing by our pretty little altar, waiting for me. My cock pulsed, hardening until it hurt against the cage, and I wanted to reach down and try to find some relief, but I restrained myself.

After six months of experimentation and play with my best friends, restraint was now second nature. And it was fitting that our ceremony revolved around sex, because this deep, intense sexual connection was the foundation of our new relationship. I wasn’t sure everyone understood that, but it felt right to me to transition from friendship into more in this way.

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