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Easter Event || Para

Who: Owen Pierce & Adam Sylvester

When: April 18th, 2020

Where: Practice Room in the Dominant dorm building.

Notes: Utilizes three eggs: cage, rope and a crop.

Owen

Dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a light pink hoodie, Owen stepped through the threshold of the Dominant Dormitory, the wind from outside tousling his blonde hair before the doors closed behind him. The submissive approached the front desk and asked for directions to the practice room where he was set to meet Adam Sylvester for his scene. After receiving instructions, he went on his way - doing all he could to subdue the little bubble of nerves that he had grown rather accustomed to since he had begun scening with people. Owen tried to remind himself that he had absolutely nothing to be nervous about; Adam was an experienced Dominant - he was related to the Headmistress, after all. If there was anyone at the institute that Owen could trust whole-heartedly to scene with, it'd be him. Owen arrived at the entrance of the practice room a few minutes early and dropped to his knees. He had learned that this was a customary first pose to initiate a scene, and he hoped to impress Adam and get their scene started on a good note by doing so.

Adam

Adam made a habit of arriving early to scenes, so that he could set up things as he wanted them, and yet, Owen beat him. He supposed he wasn't surprised, since the new submissive certainly had seemed eager to impress. Adam regarded him with a slight smile as he walked into the practice room. "You look like you're looking forward to this," he commented, a distinct pleased note in his voice. He walked past Owen to one of the shelves to pick out the toys that were required for the scene. A crop, a cage, and rope, simple and versatile, easy enough to work into a scene. "I've got a good idea of what we're going to do, but before we start, remind me again of your safeword and any limits. Not just hard limits, I want you to tell me anything you don't want to do right now, not just things you'd never try."

Owen

"I certainly am, sir." Owen responded cheerfully when Adam entered the room. He lifted his gaze but remained on his knees. "My safeword is 'snap' and as for limits, I know I don't want anything to do with things that would permanently alter my face or body...um, not cut or blood or bodily fluids other than semen and saliva. I'm sorry if that's not a big enough list, but it's honestly all I know." Owen smiled gently and shrugged. He had only done two scenes before this and two weeks of school was hardly enough to inform him about everything he might not like, but he hoped what he knew would be enough.(edited)April 18, 2020

Adam

"No, that's perfect," Adam said as he set his supplies on a table and walked over to where Owen was kneeling. He ruffled the boy's perfectly styled hair and smiled down at him. "Good boy. We won't be doing anything intense, but if you feel uncomfortable for even a moment, say something. The safeword is important, but for this scene, even just 'wait' or 'stop' or 'hold on' will do just fine." He smiled at him again and then picked up the cock cage from the table. "I believe this was one of the items in your eggs. Go ahead and strip for me."

Owen

The blonde beamed at Adam as he was praised. Even for the slightest thing being referred to as a 'good boy' never seemed to lose its punch. Every time the boy heard it, he felt a fluster of butterflies erupt in his gut. It was becoming clearer by the day that Owen had been marked appropriately and that knowledge only made him excited to learn more and continue to please. Owen watched Adam pick up a device from the table and quirked his brow inquisitively before letting out a little giggle. "Wow, I feel so silly. I was imagining like...a full-size human cage. That looks much less scary." Owen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Of course, sir." With that he stood and pulled off his hoodie, revealing his impressive physique. Next came his shorts and underwear. After discarding his garments he returned to his knees, and looked on at Adam in anticipation for what was to come.

Adam

Adam chuckled and shook his head. "I mean... did it just say 'cage?' Because then I guess it was open to interpretation, and we could have used any kind of cage we wanted. I assumed it meant a cock cage." He gestured with the contraption as he watched Owen strip. He was definitely attractive, that was for sure. Not that Adam hadn't noticed that already, but with his clothes off, it was obvious that Owen worked out and was proud of his body. "You look fun," he said more quietly as he moved towards Owen. He trailed his fingers up Owen's abs, then tweaked one of his nipples to see if he reacted. "Lean back against the table for me so I can put this on you. It may be slightly uncomfortable, but it shouldn't be painful. If it pinches or squeezes, say something right away." It looked big enough, but of course you didn't want a cock cage to be too big, either, and move around. If this one wasn't right, though, there were other sizes in the cabinet, he'd just go get a different one. That was the perk of doing this in the practice rooms. All the equipment they could want.

Owen

Smirking slightly at Adam's comment, a slight blush flooded Owen's cheeks. "Mmm, so do you, sir..." Owen bit his lip and allowed himself to take Adam in visually the way he was taking the blonde in. He was the pure definition of tall, dark and handsome - it was actually quite unfair. "...but I suppose now's not the appropriate time to get all flirty, huh? I'll save that for later." The submissive blew out a shaky breath at the feeling of Adam's finger's trailing against his skin, letting out a sharper gasp as the boy tweaked his nipple - his cock jerked reactively as well. At Adam's request, Owen leaned back and propped his hips out, putting his semi-hard member out for Adam to fasten the cage to it. Owen kept his eyes on Adam's as he explained what to do in the event of any overarching discomfort. "Yes, sir." the boy replied sweetly, with an equally sweet smile to match.(edited)

Adam

"Oh, you can get flirty whenever you want, pretty boy," Adam said with a laugh. The reaction to Adam's touch to his nipple made the Dom grin broadly. "Oh, yes, I was right. Fun. We're going to have to try sensory play with you at some point, if you react like this. Tie you to a bed and just... touch you." He punctuated the end of the phrase by leaning into Owen's space and running his hand down to Owen's cock, but not quite touching it. He knew he needed to tone it down, though, because it wouldn't do to get Owen hard and not be able to put the cage on. Adam crouched and very gently and deftly slid the metal ring over his cock and slipped his balls through it, then slid the cage attachment around his cock. "How does that feel?" he asked, looking up at Owen as he held the contraption in place, before actually securing the pieces together with the little padlock that came with it.

Owen

"I'll definitely remember that you said that, sir - your ego's about to go threw the roof with me around." Owen flirted with a wink before his voice broke out in a desperately shaky groan as Adam explained how he would play with him coupled with the feather-light touch to his cock. "Mmf... Sir." Owen panted out. "That thing's not gonna fit if you keep talking to me like that..." Clenching his jaw, Owen managed with great effort to suppress all the dirty little thoughts that Adam was putting into his head and kept his erection down enough to the cage to fit perfectly, but uncomfortably over his cock. "Oof..." Owen winced slightly at the tight fit, the chill from the metal sending an odd sensation to the sensitive skin on his genitals. "It feels....cozy, sir."

Adam

Adam laughed again and shook his head. He definitely liked Owen. He was a sweet boy, and eager to please, and didn't take things too seriously. He patted Owen's hip in a soothing gesture as he looked up at the sub. "Too snug? We can try a different one if you thing it'll be uncomfortable to wear for any length of time."

Owen

Owen looked down at his newly-caged cock and noted that there was a little room between the head of his cock and the end of the cage. "Well, I suppose that depends on the purpose of something like this, sir." The blonde looked back up at Adam inquisitively. "If I get hard it's absolutely going to be super uncomfortable, but I've never done anything like this before. Is that what's supposed to happen?"

Adam

Adam smiled softly and nodded. It sounded like it was okay, so he fitted the padlock into the slot as he answered. "It is, yeah. It's meant to prevent you from getting fully hard, and if your cock starts to try to harden, then yes, it'll definitely be uncomfortable." He pocketed the little key and stood to look Owen in the eyes. "That said, if it's too much, tell me immediately. You're not obligated to enjoy the cage. Some subs don't like chastity at all. And some-" He slid a hand over Owen's waist and down to his caged cock, very lightly tapping it. "-like the feeling of humiliation, of having their cock locked up, useless, unable to even orgasm, making them focus on their Dominant's pleasure instead."

Owen

Owen nodded in a show of his general understanding and gave Adam another bright smile. "Well, in that case - I'd definitely like to try and see it through. Focusing on your pleasure sounds like all kinds of fun, so if this is one way I can do that, I'm all for it, sir." The blonde arched into Adam's grasp and braced himself on the Dominant's arm, bringing his face in closer. "That said...how can I please you, sir?"

Adam

Adam smiled at the sub's clear display of desire. "Aren't you eager.?" He stepped back. "On your knees for me again." Adam sat on a nearby chair and beckoned Owen over to him. "Crawl over here like a good boy, and show me just how much you want to worship my cock."

Owen

Owen flushed once more at Adam's observation of his own eagerness. The blonde had a reputation back home and probably at the institute already for being a bit boy-crazy. He was a flirt at heart and had a terrible time controlling himself around boys he was attracted to. Adam naturally fit the bill for someone he'd be more than boy-crazy over, nevertheless...it was still a bit embarrassing to the blonde hearing recognition of it - especially when it was said with such, devastatingly sexy confidence and coolness. Before he completely melted into a puddle, Owen dropped to his knees obediently and smiled sheepishly as he crawled to Adam. Once at the dominant's feet, the blonde's turned his gaze to the bulge in Adam's pants and wet hit lips. "Oh, sir... I want you so badly, you have no idea." Leaning forward, he grazed his nose teasingly against the dominant's crotch. "Mmf... Please, sir. May I please worship your cock? I promise to look extra pretty for you while I do."

Adam

Oh, that lovely flush on his skin, speaking of arousal and embarrassment, that was delicious. Owen was adorable and sexy at the same time. Not everyone could pull that off, but he did it with flying colors. And his begging was spot on. For someone who apparently didn't have a lot of experience, he was acing this. Begging was a huge turn on for Adam, and it was obvious from the way the bulge at his crotch grew visibly larger. "Such a polite boy. Go ahead and take my cock out, pretty boy. You can kiss it, and touch it, but you can't have it in your mouth yet."

Owen

From his place on his knees, Owen noticed Adam responding to his begging with a lot more than his words. He had to practically suppress a squeal of delight when he noticed Adam's cock throbbed under the fabric of the man's pants. Owen beamed innocently up at the other as he gave the submissive permission to do exactly what he was positively dying to do. "Thank you very much, sir." Owen quirked his brow playfully at Adam as he reached for the zipper on his pants. Leaning his face in so that his breath continued to provide sensation for Adam against his groin as Owen worked to unzip and unbutton his pants. Pulling the waistband of Adam's underwear down and under his balls, Owen's bright blue eyes widened with excitement at the sight of the other's hardening cock in front of him. Holding it in his hand, Owen leaned in and kissed the tip lightly before trailing more kisses down and back up the shaft. "Your cock is so beautiful, sir." Owen sighed out. "Please, please may I suck you?" He gave the man his best doe-eyes and made sure to hold Adam's cock right up against his face so he that he got the arousing visual of Owen's pleading, faux-innocence, hoping it would seal the deal and earn him what he so desperately craved.

Adam

Adam put a hand on Owen's head, threading his fingers through his hair, not controlling his movements at all, just because he wanted to touch the boy. Owen's excitement was infectious, and he felt his cock twitch when the sub finally freed it. The light touches of his lips felt like being teased, in the best way. "Such a good boy," he murmured. "I like hearing you beg for the chance to please me. Go ahead, show me how good you can be. You can suck me."

Owen

When Adam's fingers ran through his hair, Owen couldn't help but groan - it was one of his weaknesses. It was so comforting and intimate and at the same time, it made him feel especially submissive. At least, that's what he knew the feeling to be now, after a few weeks of studying. Before the institute, he just knew he enjoyed being roughed around in bed, but now that enjoyment had a name, and he was doing all he could to experience it over and over again. With that enjoyment, though - came arousal - which was precarious in his current state. As Adam's fingers ran through his blonde strands, Owen's cock gave a start against it's metal confines. The blonde winced at the unexpected sensation but did his best to allow the discomfort to work itself out. "Thank you, sir." Owen rasped out and eagerly took the head of Adam's cock between his lips. Expertly, Owen coated Adam's cock with saliva, gave it a few pumps and brought it back out of his mouth with a 'pop' a trail of precum connected Adam's cock to Owen's wet lips. "You taste so, so good, sir. Fuck." Owen wasn't one for obscenities, but this circumstance deemed them more than necessary. Owen went back to Adam's cock now that it was properly lubricated with precum and Owen's saliva and began to suck at a much more eager pace. All pretense of teasing had been dropped.

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Despite Owen's assertion that he was new to this, he was very obviously not new to the concept of a blow job. He knew exactly what he was doing with that gorgeous mouth of his. Adam groaned softly as Owen's tongue slid over a particularly sensitive spot. "Your mouth should be illegal," he breathed. His fingers tightened in Owen's hair and he tugged a bit, not enough to move him at all, just to make him feel it for a second before Adam loosened his grip again.

Owen

Owen had Adam's cock in his hand and was playfully slapping it against his tongue when the Dominant made the comment about his talented mouth. Smirking, Owen chuckled under his breath and took Adam back into his mouth. This time - as a way to further assert Adam's point - taking his entire length down his throat without so much as a slight gag. Owen was well aware of his faults and he was even more crisply aware of his capabilities. His talent for making a man absolutely lose himself sexually was one that the blonde treasured above most of his other skills. Letting out a desperate little whine against Adam's cock when the other gave his hair a good tug, Owen popped his cock out of his mouth again and panted out for air. "Sir... I want to worship the rest of you..." He pouted up at Adam innocently. "You have too many clothes on."

Adam

Adam groaned low in his throat when Owen swallowed him down entirely. "Fuck, boy..." He was very good at that, clearly practiced, and clearly well aware of just how good he was. Adam could see the confidence in his eyes, the playful way he pleasured Adam. In another scene, Adam might have made the sub beg more for him to take off his clothes, but he was impressed with Owen, and right now, he just wanted to give the boy what he wanted. "Then take them off for me," he said with a teasing smile.

Owen

Owen's face lit up when received permission to remove Adam's clothes. A brief concern about how his caged-cock would fare when he took of an insanely hot guy's clothes did cross his mind, but his desire trumped his logic and he sat up to begin unbuttoning Adam's shirt. Wetting his lips as each patch of skin was revealing Owen's disrobing became a bit more frantic. Finally, Adam's shirt was unbuttoned entirely, exposing a stunning expanse of musculature and anatomical perfection. Sighing out dreamily, Owen leaned in and lick a strip from the very base of Adam's cock, up his chiseled abdomen, to his chest and finally to his neck. Taking in the scent of a cologne he might've been wearing Owen sighed once more. "You're absolutely gorgeous, sir. I feel so lucky to be your good boy right now."April 19, 2020

Adam

Adam didn't often indulge in this kind of Dominance, where he did very little and the submissive did all the work, but it was fun for a change of pace. He sat there smirking, watching Owen slowly unbutton his shirt, and moved cooperatively when Owen pulled it off of him. God, this boy had really found that corner between adorable and sexy and built his whole home there. "You are lucky," Adam said, teasing. "And you are a good boy. A very good boy." He tugged on Owen's hair again, pulling him back a bit so Adam could look him up and down. "How's that cock of yours doing? Is it sad about being locked up and useless?"

Owen

"Uhhnf." Owen groaned out as Adam tugged on his hair once more, sending an immediate jolt of arousal to his cock, forcing it to harden painfully against the cage it was confined to. "V-Very sad, sir." Owen whimpered out. Pouting out his bottom lip in a crude display of faux-innocence, Owen raked his hands back down Adam's body and started to use both of them to jack the Dominant's cock over his face which, positioned just below Adam's arousal was the picture of submissive desperation.

Adam

Adam grinned when Owen agreed with him in that precious whimper. Whining and whimpering were right up there with begging to him. "Your poor little cock, all locked away where you can't have any fun." He hummed softly, enjoying the way Owen kept his attention on Adam's body and cock. He was a really good boy. "I'll make you a deal, pretty boy. I'll let your cock out to play, but you see, a good sub like you isn't allowed to play with his own dick. I decide if it gets played with or not. So if I let your sad, lonely cock out to play, then I'm going to tie your hands behind your back to make sure you behave. What do you think? Do you want the deal?"

Owen

The blonde listened to Adam's explanation quietly, occasionally pressing his lips against the other's cock as he did so. Owen perked up when the final deal was offered and smiled warmly up at Adam. "Oh, yes sir. That sounds like a good deal to me. Besides..." Owen lapped playfully at Adam's cock, slapping it against his tongue. "...tying up my hands certainly won't keep me from giving /you/ pleasure, sir - which is my main concern, of course." Owen's blue eyes honed in on the head of Adam's cock as he spoke. "I bet I could get you to cum with just my mouth, sir - no hands needed. So, yeah - please tie me up and let me suck your beautiful cock some more..." Wetting his mouth once more, Owen took Adam's member down his throat once more, relishing in the crude, slurping noises he made as his own saliva mixed erotically with the precum that dripped from and coated the rest of Adam's cock in the process. Popping off once more, Owen giggled and slapped it against his cheek, leaving a smear of arousal on his porcelain cheek. "You're making such a mess, sir..." Owen said with a playful wink.(edited)

Adam

"That's right, that's a good boy. My cock is more important than yours, and you're lucky I'm letting yours out at all." He grinned at the boy, enjoying the way he seemed to be reacting positively to the mild verbal humiliation Adam was introducing him to. He seemed delighted, and the humiliating talk seemed to only make him more submissive and eager, if such a thing was even possible. Adam sighed in pleasure as Owen started to suck his cock again, but when the boy pulled off, Adam lightly shoved his head away, a playful gesture. "Go get me that rope from the table, boy. And then come and turn around so I can tie your hands behind your back."

Owen

"You got it, sir." Owen stated cutely and rose to his feet a little clumsily. He turned around and walked as swiftly as he could to the table at the opposite end of the practice room. Once there he took a brief moment to scan over all the instruments that were there; dildo's, cuffs, whips, chains - the whole nine yards. He ran his hands over the cool metal of the wrist-cuffs and sighed. It was still insane to him that he was actually here, learning how to be submissive. Without hesitating any further he reached for the rope and pivoted back towards Adam, who sat there looking as devastatingly handsome as ever. Smiling softly at the Dominant, Owen placed the bundled rope on his lap, turned around and put his hands obediently behind his back as he waited for Adam to bind his wrists.(edited)

Adam

Adam watched Owen, noting with interest the way he looked over the rest of the toys on display. The boy looked not just curious, but wistful. Adam would have to get him back down here and try some more of those items on him. When Owen returned, Adam sent him a smile and took the rope from him. "Good boy. So very obedient." He took the opportunity to pat and squeeze Owen's ass before he started to unravel the bundle of rope. He wasn't planning anything fancy, so it was quick work to tie Owen's wrists together at the small of his back. He turned the boy around with a hand on his hip, the other hand fishing the little key out of his pocket. "Here you go," he said as he unlocked the cage and slipped it off. "Your poor cock can come out to play." He stroked it once, then played with the head for a moment. "But you don't get to cum until you've served your purpose. What are you here for, pretty boy?"

Owen

Beaming at the praise Adam showered him with, the blonde bit his lip slightly, arching his back as the Dominant took the opportunity to squeeze his ass. He considered whining and begging to be touched down there more but he thought better of it and decided that Adam's pleasure was paramount in this moment - if he was good, his own relief would come soon enough. Sighing with relief when Adam unlcoked the cage, the blonde cock immediately stood at attention while the other man toyed with it, making Owen squirm desperately on his knees. "Thank you, sir. It feel so much better." He gasped out gratefully, his lips parting slightly. "Mmf, I'm here to serve you, sir. You're my purpose. Your pleasure is my purpose. I'm here to worship you and your cock like the good, pretty boy I am." He answered readily and leaned forward, bringing his lips just centimeter's from the flushed head of Adam's cock. Looking up at Adam, he quirked a playful smile. "Do I look pretty down here with your cock over my face, sir?"

Adam

"That's right, good boy," Adam praised, very pleased with Owen's answer. "You're here to serve my pleasure and worship my cock. Not for your pleasure or your orgasm, if I decide to give you one." He ran his fingers through Owen's hair again as the boy knelt in front of him, the picture of obedience. "You look pretty wherever you are," he answered with a chuckle. "But with my cock next to your lips, you just look like you haven't quite gotten your lips where they belong."

Owen

"Right, sir." Owen responded obediently. The blonde flushed a bright shade of pink when Adam noted that he looked pretty regardless of the setting. His bashfulness faded quickly, though - as he was reminded of his purpose for the moment. Nodding dutifully, Owen forwent all teasing and took Adam's cock back into his mouth. He was clumsier now without his hands to stabilize himself - but after a moment of sloppy attempts, making an even worse mess around his slightly swollen lips, he found a rhythm and began to suck at Adam's cock with a renewed fervor, all the while keeping his eyes innocently locked with the other man's.

HEADCANNON FOR THE REST:

After orally servicing Adam some more, the scene moved to involve some light impact play with a crop until the dominant was pleased. Shortly after, the scene ended and Owen was administered proper aftercare.

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All Tied Up | Tobae

Who: Jae Puckerman & Toby Karofsky ( @tobiaskswitch )

Where: Football Field

When: During the Easter Egg Event

Eggs: Scarves, football field, 4am

Toby and Jae met in the entry of the switch dorms a little before four in the morning and headed out to the football field together. It was chilly, but Toby had brought coffee for both of them. He had wanted it because it was the literal buttcrack of dawn, but now he was happy to have something warm to drink, too. "So, real quick," he said as they were making their way onto the field. "How far do you want to go with this? Are you thinking completely non-sexual? Maybe a little sexual? Very? I don't know your comfort level for that kind of thing."

Jae was feeling far more comfortable with the idea of submitting to someone else after his first scene with Noelle. Not to mention he really wanted these points. He accepted the coffee happily and smiled at Toby before offering a quiet thank you. The question caught him off guard and he thought about it for a moment. "Um, I think I'm okay with it getting a little sexual," he confirmed with a nod. "I'm still getting used to all this, but I'm at a good place this morning, so I'm more than ready."

Toby sent the other switch an answering smile. "You sound like me, actually. I've been here a year, and there's still a lot that I'm just getting used to." He glanced around the field, still dark and completely empty. "If this were a few hours from now, there's no way I'd do this. Or at least, anything sexual. Out here in public, where people might see.... But it's four in the morning, so we're the only ones here. But yeah, I can be hesitant about some of this stuff, too, especially when I'm the one subbing. Just, uh, you know, say something if you're not feeling too sure anymore, 'kay?" As they got to the field, he walked over to one end, heading for one of the field goal posts.

The more Toby talked about their scene, the more nervous he got, but he was not about to let his insecurities mess this up for him. "I've just come to the point where it's always going to make me a little uncomfortable so I need to just suck it up and do it, you know?" He nodded in agreement to everything Toby was saying and was glad he found someone who he could kind of relate to and who seemed to understand his reservations so well. "Thanks, Man. I will. Or um... I mean Sir, right?" He followed the other Switch out onto the field, taking in how big the field looked while standing on it.

Toby huffed a soft laugh, mostly because he knew exactly what Jae was talking about. "Yeah, honestly, same, dude. I've only subbed a few times, and I'm super nervous before I do it. Still kinda nervous when I Dom, too. So yeah, I totally get it." He set his backpack down and pulled out one of the silk scarves he'd picked up from a supply room the day before. "Oh, right, yeah, I guess you should call me Sir during the scene. Unless it makes you uncomfortable or anything." He moved over to Jae and picked up one of his wrists. "I'm gonna tie one end of this scarf to your wrist. You good to go?"

Jae didn't mind using titles with other people, he only felt a little weird when people used them with him. The fact that Toby felt the same as he did only served to make him more comfortable doing this with him. It made him feel like he didn't need to be perfect and that definitely took off some of the pressure. They could use this as a learning experience. As soon as Toby started to ready himself, he followed suit, placing the coffee on the ground and giving into the Toby picking up his wrist. "Yeah, I'm good, Sir, let's do this."

"Cool," Toby agreed with a smile. He decided he liked Jaeden. They seemed a lot alike, and Jaeden was chill and easy going, which Toby appreciated. He tied the scarf around his wrist with a simple knot, then pulled Jae over to the goal post. "Stand over here with your back to the pole, for me." He moved behind him, pulling his wrist back around the post a bit, though not enough to be uncomfortable. He took Jae's other wrist and pulled it back a bit too, and then tied it to the other end of the scarf, holding him against the pole without putting him in any kind of strenuous position. The scarf was tied tight enough that it would hold up to any gentle tugging, but if Jae really wanted to, he could definitely get out of it. Functional restraint wasn't the point of the scene, though, so it wasn't necessary. Toby took another scarf out of his backpack and returned to Jae. "I'm going to put this one over your eyes. You still good?"

Jae couldn't help but fixate on the scarf tied around his wrist. He followed Toby with no problem to the goal post and allowed the Switch to tie his hands together behind his back and against the post. It was an odd position to be in and he was glad that he already had some experience with this. He relaxed against the post, resting his head against it an closing his eyes on instinct. He opened it at the sound of Toby's voice and swallowed at the prospect of the second scarf, but he didn't hate the idea. "Yeah that's good. Let's do it," he replied, mentally preparing himself for the added obstruction.April 19, 2020

Toby grinned at him and poked lightly at Jae's exposed sides, wondering if he was tickling. "I think you meant let's do it, Sir," he teased, his tone playful and light. He sent Jae another smile before carefully wrapping the scarf across his eyes and tying it at the back of his head. Another thing he could easily get out of if he wanted, just by pushing the knot at the back against the goal post, but Toby was sure he would leave it where it was. He took a second to run a hand up and down Jae's arm, making sure he still felt safe.

Jae was in fact ticklish and tried to pull her body away from the soft touches - at least as much as he could in the restraints. “Right, Sir, sorry.” His face flushed a bit at the reminder and he was glad that it was still dark out. Soon enough his eyes were covered and he tried to focus on the sounds around him as his body anticipated what was to come next. He nearly jumped at the touch to his arm but relaxed immediately once the shock wore off. He could have gotten out of the restraints, of that he was sure. But he liked the idea of being completely at Toby’s mercy.

"There you go, relax," Toby said softly. "It's just you and me out here. Only me touching you. And you know I'm not gonna hurt you." He moved his hand up Jae's arm to his shoulder, then down his side, then slipped it under his shirt to feel the skin underneath. "You've got nothing to worry about. I'm just gonna explore a little. Is that okay?"

Despite of what Toby said about not being comfortable with Domming, he was really good with working Jae and keeping him relaxed and calm during something that would make him otherwise very anxious. "Yes, Sir." The title slipped out with ease this time as he focused on his words and the soft touches he was giving him beneath his shirt. "That's okay, Sir."

Toby smiled to himself, pleased that Jae had relaxed. "That's good, good job. You don't have to do anything." He let his hands explore for a minute, sliding up under his shirt, the other hand moving around to map the curve of Jae's ass. He was taking things slowly, just touching him all over. After another couple minutes of just touching and occasionally speaking softly to the other switch, Toby leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Jaeden's jaw below his ear, then another further down the line of his jaw, and a third to his neck.

Goosebumps erupted all over his body with every touch of Toby's nimble fingers to his skin. He liked that he was the one receiving instead of the one doing. His breath hitched when he moved over the curve of his ass, but he welcomed the touch and it showed in the way he leaned into the touch. There was a part of him that was still uncomfortable, but he was still enjoying the odd sensation of touch without sight. Especially when he pressed his lips to his jaw line. "That - that feels good, Sir."

Toby grinned and squeezed Jaeden's ass again. "Yeah? You like being touched? Kissed?" He was close enough that his breath ghosted across Jae's skin as he whispered. Toby kissed his jaw again, and then nipped lightly. Meanwhile, one of his hands moved down between them, lightly passing over Jae's crotch. "Do you want more?"

"Yes," he whispered, almost embarassed by how much he liked it. There was even a big part of him that wanted to lean forward to get more of his small touches, the softness of it almost overwhelming him. The hitch in the back of his throat turned into a full blown hiss when he moved over his crotch and his embarassment only intensified as he jutted his hips forward. "Yes, Sir. More please."

Toby's grin widened, and he palmed Jaeden's cock through his pants. "Do you want my mouth on this? Hm?" He rubbed Jae's bulge softly as he he teased him, then started to undo the fly of his pants. He nipped at Jae's neck lightly, then kissed his jaw again, and then pressed a brief, gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away and dropping down onto his knees in the dew-wet grass. He slid Jae's underwear down a bit and pulled out his cock, stroking it gently. "Tell me what you want, Jae," he instructed, his voice still teasing.

Of all the ways he could have possibly imagined this scene going, what Toby suggested wasn't even on the list. It seemed as though every touch and every word was calculated to make Jae was weak in the knees as possible. The prospect of having Toby's mouth around him was too much to fathom. He couldn't be completely sure, but all he could do was assume that the sudden absense of his touches and kisses meant he was already on his knees. Just one touch and Jae was already hard and he was embarrased about that, but there wasn't enough time to dwell on that. This really was too much. Please. Please, don't leave me up here on my own.”

Toby hesitated, looking up at Jae. His hand stilled on Jaeden's cock, but stayed where it was and his other hand came up to rest on his thigh. "I'm right here," he said softly. "You're okay, I'm not leaving you. Is this too much? We don't have to go this far, it's okay."

It wasn't the fact that his hand was wrapped around his cock that set him off, it was the sudden emptiness he felt without the touches and caresses he was receiving previously. The hand on his thigh helped though and Jae focused on the sound of his voice. "No, this is good. Sorry, Sir.. Please don't stop."

Toby was hesitant to keep going, since Jae had seemed unsure for a second there. He moved his hand reassuringly up and down Jae's hip, watching him closely. "You don't have to apologise. You're doing just fine, Jae. I don't want to make this more intense than you want." He leaned up to press a coulde of kisses to the strip of exposed skin above Jae's hip bone where Toby had moved up his shirt a few minutes ago.

"No, no." Jae's voice came across more secure than it did previously. He wanted this and he just needed to let himself give into that want. "I want it. I'm ready for it. Please."

It was starting to sound more like Jae was feeling comfortable again, and a smile spread across Toby's face. Okay, then. Just a little slip up. It was fine. That kind of thing was normal when scening with someone knew, at least as far as Toby was aware. "Okay," he said, his voice taking on a playful tone again. His hand that had been unmoving on Jaeden's cock now started to slowly stroke it. "Just relax for me. I've got you, and there's no one else here." He leaned in, letting his breath hit the head of Jae's cock, just enough stimulation to be noticeable, and watched Jae's reactions. Then, after another stroke, Toby dipped his head down and licked the tip of Jae's dick, slowly.

Jae trusted that Toby was being completely honest with him about their surroundings and willed himself to relax. Which was easy to do under Toby's careful words. Even though the blindfold was obstructing his view, he still closed his eyes beneath it, if only to keep his body still as the other man continued to work over his body. "Fuck that feels - that feels so good, Sir." Being tied up and temporarily blind only made his senses heighten and his body incredibly sensitive to everything Toby was doing to him. He bit at his bottom lip but that didn't stop him from moaning out at the sensations. "So good."

Toby didn't blame Jaeden for his nervousness. Toby wouldn't be doing any of this if there were anyone around to see them, and with the blindfold, Jae could only trust Toby's word. But Jae definitely reacted positively to Toby playing with his cock, so Toby leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head, sucking as he continued to stroke up and down the shaft. As he kept this up, he kept his other hand on Jae's hip, hoping that the extra point of contact would help keep him relaxed.

Toby knew exactly how to work him and it felt really good. Too good. So good that Jae was unable to focus on anything else but the way he was touching him expertedly. His breathing was intensified when he could feel Toby's mouth more prominently on him as his fingers tightly clutched each other. It was already overwhelming but the combination of his mouth and hands were too much too take and it only took a few strokes of his hand before Jae was losing it and it came out of nowhere. "Oh shit I'm gonna- " But before he could finish warning him, he was already done, cumming far sooner than he anticipated or wanted to. "Fuck," he exclaimed out of embarassment. "I'm so sorry. I didn't meant to- fuck." He dropped his head down and shook it.

Toby honestly didn't expect Jae to last long, because he had reacted so quickly to Toby's initial touches. Still, he hadn't exactly been thinking about it yet, so it took him by surprise when Jae came into his mouth. But only for a second. Toby pulled back, so most of the cum landed on his cheek rather than in his mouth, and he was grinning up at Jaeden. "No, no, it's okay," he said, good natured laughter in his voice. He swallowed what was in his mouth, because why not, and started wiping off his cheek with his hand, then wiping the cum onto the grass. "Don't be sorry, Jae, that was perfect. I wanted to make you come, and you did." He pulled a kleenex out of his pocket to wipe off Jaeden's cock before tucking it back in his underwear and zipping up his pants again. "You did just fine. Don't be sorry."

Toby's words of reassurance were nice to hear but they didn't necessarily make him feel better. At least not right away. At leasr Toby didn't sound annoyed at all, so that was a definite win for him. He waited as patiently as he could for Toby to clean them both up and tuck him back into his jeans. He had no alternative so all he could do was trust that Toby was being honest with him. "Thank you, Sir. Can I -" he felt foolish because he couldn't see him yet but he needed to offer himself. "Do you want me to return that favor, Sir? Make you feel good like you made me feel?"

"You don't have to," Toby said as he stood up. He kept a hand on Jaeden's as much as possible, so he'd know where he was, and then slowly lifted off the blindfold. "You don't have to," he reiterated now that Jaedon could see him, and in particular see the relaxed smile on his face. "I'm okay. It doesn't have to be a quid pro quo. I had fun just making you come."

Jae felt instantly better once he could see Toby's face again and offered the other man a small smile. "Thank you, Sir. I um- I really liked that," he finally admitted, even as the adrenaline started to wear off. He was at a loss, not sure how to reciprocate how appreciative he was of Toby at the present moment but wasn't sure how comfortable Toby would be with a hug or anything so he just said thank you again and then a third time for good measure. "And um... we should definitely do another scene in the future."

Toby grinned at Jae and then moved around behind him to tug free the knots in the scarf. "Yeah, definitely. This was really fun for me. It's been too long since I did a scene as the Dom. I forget how much I like it sometimes. And you were great." He finished untying the scarf and came around where Jae could see him again. "Seriously, you were fantastic. Have you done any sensory play? I took the class on it, I think you'd really like it. You react really well to being touched in different ways."

The knot in his stomach was long gone and he waited patiently as Toby untied him from the post. The scarves weren't tight by any means so there wasn't any discomfort to his wrists. "So does that mean you sub mostly?" He asked out of curiosity, more than anythign else. He didn't really talk to anyone about his mark as a Switch and he wanted to get someone else's perspective or experience. "Thanks, man, that means a lot." He shook his head immediatey and dropped his head again sheepishly. "I actually haven't taken many kink classes but I think I'm definitely gonna take this one next semester. I think I'll really like it." He turned to pick up his coffee then pulled the hood of his sweatshirt back over his head. "So are you gonna try to get some more sleep? Or did you wanna maybe head to the cafe? Get first dibs on breakfast?"

#gleedsmeaster20 #( easter event 2020 )#tobias #para: tobias #para: all tied up

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thatbeauadams · 4 years

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WHO: Ben Jones ( @jonesingforben ) and Beau Adams

WHEN: (sometime during the Easter event)

WHERE: Ben’s suite

Beau’s eggs - ruler, midnight, cage.

Ben had given Beau the cock cage earlier that day in preparation for the night to come. This was his first time dealing with humiliation in this nature, which made it more captivating for him. He had a rapport with Beau and knew he could push him a little more than he could other subs and looked forward to that as well. Beau knelt in the middle of his playroom, just after midnight, and he used the ruler in his hand to tilt Beau’s face up to meet his gaze. “How does that cage feel on you?”

Cages weren't something he dealt with often, but for the points, he was willing to flirt with that. Plus he trusted Ben - he knew the Dom would listen if he thought things were going too far - so the thrills running down his spine outweighed the discomfort in his belly. "Different, Sir. But not a bad different," he clarified, throat working on a swallow, enjoying the difference in positions and power Ben had over him right now.

Ben simply nodded at Beau's clarification, trusting fully that he would stop him if it ever got to be too much. He already planned how this scene was going to go in his head which made it easy for him to transition to the next part, slipping his shorts down just enough for his soft cock to pop out. He moved to stand in front of the other man, holding the ruler behind his back. "Why don't you go ahead and get me hard, then we can size up, hm?"

He grinned when he saw those shorts come down. The opportunity to get Ben in his mouth would never be one he would pass up. "Gladly, Sir," he purred before leaning in, wrapping his lips around Ben's soft cock and sucking gently at first, tongue running wetly over the thick length to feel it harden in his mouth.

Ben smirked, knowing Beau would take advantage of this opportunity to make him feel good. That mouth of his was never a disappointment and he took a moment to just relish in the feeling and enjoy the moment. He kept his hands at bay for the most part, knowing that Beau was more that skilled enough to handle this on his own, but he still couldn't help but eventually press his hand to the back of the other man's head. "Fuck. There you go. You love sucking this big cock, don't you?"

Having the freedom to suck as he wanted was incredible, but Beau couldn't help the moan he let out when Ben put his hand behind his head. Sucking dick was something he loved - but god, it was so much better when someone forced him down just a little further. He didn't pull off to answer, just moaned hungrily, nodding as much as he could as his head bobbed languidly on the thick length.

Beau was skilled in the art of sucking cock and it took almost no time at all before he was fully hard and expanding in size as he was down Beau's throat. He moaned at the sensation and just allowed himself to enjoy it for a moment. To prepare Beau for the humiliating nature of the scene, he started adding elements of it. First by shoving it down his throat, sure that it would cause tears to fall and obstruct his ability to breathe. "Look at you choking on that cock so beautifully. Has your cock every made someone choke like that?" He pulled out of Beau's mouth with a pop and slapped the side of his face with the tip of his dick.

Beau felt shudders run down his spine when Ben fucked into his throat, making him gag a bit, but it only made his head swirl deeper into subspace. Wet eyes looked up at the Dom, his mocha cheeks flushed, fluids shining on his skin from where Ben's cock had slapped his cheek. "No, Sir, it hasn't... not like your big cock, Sir," he said, his voice a little hoarse already. He honestly barely noticed the pressure at his groin as his cock fought to swell in the cage with how focused he was on pleasing Ben - and how much he wanted his thick cock back down his throat.

Ben laughed at the response and forced Beau to stand up. "I bet your tiny little cock barely even scrapes the back of the throat." These words felt foreign coming out of his mouth. He rarely took the opportunity to humiliate someone like this and while it was foreign, a big part of him enjoyed it. He took the keys from the pocket of his shorts and moved to unlock the cage. "Let's get a look at this tiny dick of yours," he went on before unlocking the cage. He let it fall to the ground before pressing the ruler to the underside of cock. "Hm, and what's the verdict, what does the ruler say?" He asked, pushing the end to the base so Beau could get a clear reading.

God this was all so good. When he was down in his head like this,hearing his size insulted, the almost mocking laughter... it just made him more desperate to please. Beau got to his feet, and even when the cage came off, he still didn't harden thanks to the lingering discomfort of it. Color flooded into his cheeks when the ruler was placed next to his soft length. "Three inches, Sir," he breathed out. Beau gulped, glancing to Ben's clearly much longer length, the humiliation simmering in his stomach perfectly.

Ben watched with interest as Beau looked down at the ruler. Ben already got a glimpse of it, so he was more interested in Beau's facial reactions as he read off the measurement, wanting to catch how the humiliation affected him. The flush on Beau's face was evident and it captivated Ben. He wanted more of that reaction. Ben laughed again, this time louder as he moved the ruler away from Beau's soft dick to his hard one. The interaction combined with Beau's very talented mouth had him pulsing and when he held the ruler against his, he forced Beau to look at where the tip sat just above ten. "I more than double the size of your puny little dick. How does that make you feel?"

His lips parted, color flooding brighter into his cheeks. Beau swallowed hard, looking down to the measure of the Dom's impressive cock, his stomach flipping. "Like... like I should bend over and beg to be fucked by your huge cock, Sir,and offer you the pleasure that sluts can offer when we have such small cocks," Beau said quietly, his fingers twitching as if he was making himself stay still and not throw himself over the nearest surface to do exactly what he said.

The way that Beau's face flushed did something to Ben and he couldn't help but agree with what Beau had suggested. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, tiny cock?" Ben dragged Beau over to the bench, throwing down the ruler and bending him over the bench, smashing his face into the leather. He grabbed a bottle of lube, covering his fingers with it so he could then tease Beau's opening. "Alright, tiny, go ahead and beg. I'm waiting."

Beau whimpered when he was pushed so forcefully down onto the bench, his still aching length throbbing as it fought to harden. "Yes... oh, please, Sir," he groaned out, spreading his legs wide when he felt slick fingers prodding at his hole. "Please, Sir, please use this slut's hole for your pleasure, please fill me up with your huge cock, please!"

Ben knew Beau wasn't going to disappoint, he was always an expert at begging. He moaned at the way his ass clenched around his fingers and continued to prod and spread to prepare him for what was to come. "That's a good boy." Once Ben was sure he was prepped and ready, he slipped his fingers out and moved behind him to tease the opening with his dick. "You beg so beautifully." Ben inched in slowly, more so to tease him than anything else. "Keep going, tiny, don't stop begging just yet. Not until your ass is filled with every inch of me."

He pressed his lips together to try and keep himself from whining when those fingers pulled away. The stretch felt so good, but he knew something better was coming. Ben did not disappoint. Beau groaned when he felt the Dom beginning to push inside of him, stretching him even wider than his fingers. "Oh... please, please don't stop, Sir, show me what a real cock feels like... please, keep going!"

"And you really do know how to beg don't you?" Ben loved the way Beau's voice echoed off the walls of his playroom, which were in perfect time to him pushing into the submissive. "Is this the real cock you wanted?" He taunted, leaning down and biting at Beau's ear. "Your cock could never do this for anyone else could it? Really filling them up and stretching them like I'm stretching you."

His fingers dug into the leather of the bench, a strained gasp pushing from his throat when he felt Ben slide fully inside of him. "Fuck..." he hissed, swallowing hard, his cock finally beginning to harden, though the sensation was less than completely pleasant. "Yes... th-thank you, Sir, mine c-couldn't do this. Too small and pathetic, not like your big, perfect cock... please fuck this slut, Sir, please, please," Beau begged, trying to wriggle his hips back but unable to move much since Ben's strong body was pinning him down.

"That's right, you remember this the next time you try to fuck someone with that small and pathetic dick of yours," Ben continued, using his own words against him. Beau didn't need to go on, but Ben wasn't going to stop in. As soon as he got the full affect of Beau's perfect ass surrounding him completely. He straightened his body and gripped Beau's hip with one hand while the other wrapped around the back of Beau's neck, holding him in place. "I want you continue to hear you," he growled, picking up the pace. "The minute you're quite, the moment I'm going to stop, understood?"

"Yes, Sir, thank you," he gasped out. Beau let out a moan when Ben pinned him by his neck, barely able to nod to acknowledge that he needed to keep begging. "Yes... thank you, Sir, thank you for filling up this slut... for using me like I'm meant to be used," he groaned, the words punctuated by grunts as that cock slammed back into his hole in the most perfect way.

Beau only added to the fuel the more he begged, his voice a little winded from being pinned down. Each thrust was harder than the last and came faster and faster each time. Beau's begging was joined by the scraping of the bench across the floor and the slapping of his balls against his ass all coming together to make the perfect symphony. "That's a good slut."

As the thrusts got faster, making the bench move and his toes scrabble on the floor for purchase, Beau's voice only got more strained and desperate as he begged. "Th-thank you, Sir, please... please don't stop, need to be filled, please!" he choked out. His own length was hard by now, aching and pressed against the table, but he hardly noticed with his entire focus on begging for that beautiful cock to fill him completely.

"So not only are you small and pathetic, you're also a needy cum slut, huh?" Ben picked up the pace, sweat covering his skin as his body flexed from the constant work out. "But you beg so beautifully, how could I possibly deny you?" So he picked up the pace even more, slamming into Beau with more power than he had been this entire time. "I should also mention that if you don't cum by the time I do, your poor little cock and balls will just have to suffer."

"Yes... yes, Sir, a needy cum slut, please, please," he babbled out. A relieved moan pulsed from him as he was promised what he needed so badly. Beau hung onto the bench for dear life as Ben really started to pound into his ass. The threat was surprising - but a welcome one, considering he so badly wanted to cum despite the conflicting sensations lingering in his groin. "Th-thank you... Sir... for letting my tiny cock... oh fuck, cum!" he cried out as he shook under Ben, his release panting his belly and the surface of the bench.

Ben was more than willing to give Beau the release his body so clearly needed. This was a scene for humiliation not for denial and he was going to stick to that. Ben was good at regulating his body so he was able to put off his own release until he was sure Beau had reached his own. "There you go," he taunted. "Look at how much cum that tiny cock of yours was able to spit out." It only took a few more strokes before he was coming undone himself and emptying out into Beau's ass.

Beau pressed his face to the bench, trying to catch his breath - which was really futile when it came down to it, considering how Ben was still reaming his ass. "Thank you - Sir, oh, thank you," he babbled out when he felt Ben's rhythm stutter a bit, wet heat slicking inside of him, his whole body slumping over the bench in complete relief.

"That's a good boy." It took a moment for Ben to settle down enough for the blood to stop rushing behind his ears. With care, he slipped out of Beau, his hand still gripping on Beau's hip to steady both of them. Eventually he was able to peel Beau off of the bench and lead him over to the couch. "I know aftercare isn't something you like, but just indulge me for the next half hour and if you're ready to go after that, you'll be released."

He stumbled slightly as he was led onto the couch, sitting gingerly beside the Dom and leaning up against him lightly. "I've... gotten better at the whole aftercare thing, Sir. Took the class. I know why it's needed," he admitted in a quiet voice, still trying to get his head to stop spinning, a bit softer and less edgy than he usually was since he'd dropped a bit deeper than he had before with Ben. "You might even be stuck with me for a whole hour," he said with a little smile.

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jonesingforben · 4 years

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Para | Super Cockslut

Who: Bentley Jones and Eli Hummel ( @elihummelsub )

When: Saturday 4.18.20; 9pm

Where: Pool

Easter Eggs: 9pm, costume, pool

Ben was thankful that Eli was willing to help him with this event. He'd been a little lost in his own world and he was happy to step out of it for a moment. In fact, he felt as though it's something he needed to do. Ben easily made his way to the pool, turning on the lights to fill the dark room. Because it was well into the evening - at 9pm - the pool was completely still and he couldn't wait to disturb the water. He wasn't dressed in anything but a simple pair of shorts, that he was only going to lose eventually. So he situated himself at the edge of the pool and waited for the other man to show.

Eli was excited to get to do this scene with Ben and it worked to be another form of distraction. He made sure he arrived at the pool promptly, already in the Spiderman suit and he smiled at Ben, "Good Evening Sir" he said as he dropped to his knees, "How are you this eveing?"

Immediately, Ben's focus was taken out of the scene when Eli showed up in the costume. Eli did exactly what Ben had asked, but he already knew going into this that roleplaying wasn't really his cup of tea. He enjoyed the genuine exchange between himself and his sub during a scene, but this was going to be a needed experience and hopeful lesson. "Hello, Eli," he responded with a smile. "I'm well. Thank you for coming prepared." He stood up and dropped his shorts before jumping into the pool. "Before joining me. I want you to recite your limits and safeword."

Eli nodded as he knelt at the edge of the pool and looked to the other, admiring his body for a second, "My limits are Vore, Scat, Vomit, ageplay with the exception of calling someone daddy and sleep sacks and I use the traffic light system for my safe word" he recited, "Would you like me join you now Sir?"

Eli was nothing if not thorough and Ben appreciated it. He took note of the limits and liked that his safeword is something he was already familiar with. "Yes. How adequate are your swimming skills?" He asked as he moved away from the edge and focused on treading water the way Nate showed him in one of their lessons.

Eli slipped himself into the pool and he felt the water envelope him in the right outfit, "Yeah I can swim Sir. Not super fast or anything but I'm pretty good"

Ben nodded. "That's all that's needed. We're not going to do anything too intense seeing as I'm not a professional either." As soon as Eli got into the water, he slipped his hands to the boy's hips, holding him in front of him. "We're going to keep it simple. You're a hero right? And I'm a villain who's overpowered you and I'm going to make sure you remember me always."

"Yea sir, that sounds like a really good plan" he said with a nod, "Would you like me to go ahead a little for you to 'catch me'"

Ben swam away from Eli once again, giving him yet another nod. "Sounds like a plan," he replied with a smirk. "I'll give you a ten second head start," he went on, watching Eli from across the water.

Eli smiled as he started to swim away from the other, not sure where this scene was going but already loving every second.

Ben felt lucky that Eli was so willing to give into the role he was given. He smiled as the boy swam away, counting to ten like he said he would before pushing off the wall and chasing Eli.

Eli looked behind him and smiled as he saw Ben coming, "Catch me if you can" he teased as he moved a little slower in the water

Ben just laughed, unable to keep the 'villain' role he was meant to be playing. He did compose himself a little more once he reached Eli and pushed him against the closest wall in front of him, pressing his body up against him from behind. "Looks like I've caught you, Spider Man."

Eli smiled as he moved and then he felt Ben catch him and press him against the wall, "Well shit" he whispered, "And what are you going to do to me Master Villain?"

"I don't know," Ben replied, playing along. "What can I do to make sure you regret ever stepping foot in here? I could just drown you, make you disappear. But that wouldn't be fun for me. I could make you remember this moment. So that you think of it and me for a long time to come.

Eli bit his lip as he listened to the options, "You don't want to drown me cause if you did I would be dead" he said with a little laugh, "But I like the idea of you making me remember this moment Master Villain"

This exchange only reminded him of why he didn't particularly like roleplaying, the fine line between reality and the roleplay was always blurry which meant he could never really give himself fully to the character. Plus he just enjoyed being himself far more. "Well then, that settles it, I'm just going to have to make sure you never forget this." Ben reached down between them, finding a seam, then ripping the costume in half.

Eli gasped as he felt the costume rip and he had to try and hold his laughter as he turned to face Ben, "That was my costume" he said, the laughter in his features, "What kind of hero doesn't have an outfit!" he teased

"Well that's too fucking bad," Ben added with a smirk before continuing to rip the fabric until the bottom half was completely torn and floating to the top of the pool.

Eli bit his lip harder, "You gunna make me remember this for a lifetime" he whimpered, "Make me tender remember who took my powers"

"You're damn straight," he responded with a growl, pressing his half-hard cock against Eli's ass thinking about what was about the come. He wasn't fully hard yet, but he knew it would come once he started fucking him. He teased his opening with the tip of his dick.

Eli heard the tone and Ben's voice alone made him moan as he bit his lip, "Hmm, gunna fuck me Sir?" He asked, pressing his hips down a little to feel more of Ben's cock, "Hard?"

Ben yanked Eli’s hair. “I already told you, I’m going to make sure you never forget this.” There was no warning, nothing to prepare Eli for the pain that was sure to come. He pushed his cock in as far as it would go, moaning at the sensations. “Some hero, letting yourself get caught like this. It’s like you wanted this.”

Eli's stomach flipped at the tone in Ben's voice and he let his head fall backwards as it was pulled but he was not prepared for Ben's cock as he buried himself inside him and he screamed out, his scream echoing around the pool, "Shit! That was...." but he couldn't find words, "Wanted to feel your big cock more like"

Ben wasn't a cocky man by any means, but he knew the impact of just shoving his cock into the boy without any preparation or lubrication. "Oh, so this hero is just a needy for cock, hm" Ben clicked his teeth as he buried into Eli's ass fully. "What would everyone say knowing their hero was really just a cock slut?"

Eli was gasping and clutching the pool edge. Ben's cock was huge, there was no denying that and he felt like he'd been split in two, "They would probably not judge cause have you seen you Master Villain"

At Eli's words, Ben started to move inside of him - increasing the speed with each thrust. "Flattery will not spare you," he assured before taking himself completely out of the submissive only to slam back in full force.

Eli felt like he was on fire and he knew he would not be able to walk properly after this but it didn't stop him pushing his ass out as the other slammed into him, "Fuck Sir" he groaned, biting hard on his lips, fingers white from his grip, "So fucking big"

Ben's arms burned from supporting his and some of Eli's weight off the edge of the pool but it was worth it to hear the reactions he was getting from Eli. "You really are a cock slut, hm?" He continued, slamming into him over and over again and finding a rhythm they could both enjoy.

Eli was gasping as he tilted his head back and let Ben take what he needed. He was having too much fun to make or want this to stop and he nodded, "Super Cockslut" he whispered, "Want you to bury your load inside me!"

"Super Cockslut," Ben chuckled. "That does have a ring to it." Ben didn't let up, instead he just continued to fuck him harder and faster. "If you want me to cum inside of you, you're going to have to beg better than that, cock slut."

Eli was impressed with the name he'd come up with but Ben was super distracting and his head, like his body, was swimming, "Please Master Villain, please teach me a lesson and cum inside me so I can feel you dripping from me, Please I need it so much"

Ben didn't know how much more his body could take with the weight of the water weighing him down and the muscles in his arms screaming so he allowed his body to be pushed to the edge prematurely. He focused on the sensations Eli was providing and the thought that his presence would linger with the superhero was enough to let him lose himself and fill the boy up with his cum. "Fuck."

Eli groaned as Ben came inside him and his body shook as he held onto the edge of the pool whilst he squeezed around Ben's cock, "Thank you" he managed to whisper

"That's a good cock slut," Ben moaned as he continued to empty out inside of him. After he was able to calm down a little bit, he pulled out completely and helped Eli up out of the pool before pulling himself out and laying on the concrete. He pulled Eli and snuggle into his chest just to give a few moments of affection before they needed to clean themselves up. "Go get your stuff. We're going to go up to my room so I can take care of you, okay?"

Eli winced as he was moved out of the pool and he winced harder still as he tried to stand and get his stuff, "Yes Sir" he said, his suit hanging off him as he dripped on the poolside, "Just, give me a minute" he spoke as he promptly sat back down

Ben squatted down in front of where Eli was sitting, cupping his face to forcing him to look at him. He knew that he pushed Eli and the last thing he wanted to do add to that distress. "Do you need help with walking?"

Eli looked into the others eyes and he nodded, "Yes Sir" he whispered, "I've not had such rough and hard sex for a while and you are really well endowed"

Ben just chuckled before pulling Eli up and scooping him up into his arms. "Don't worry, Eli, just relax. I'm going to take care of you."

Eli nodded, "Thank you Sir" he whispered, "I think I'm gunna need it"

#gleedsmeaster20 #( easter event 2020 )#eli #para: eli #para: super cockslut

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annabethblossom · 4 years

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Easter Eggs ~ Layla & Lucas

Layla’s Eggs: Midnight, Bunny Tail, Ribbon

Participants: @thesmythethatswitches & @laylaschuester

Layla

As the clock struck Midnight, Layla knelt on the floor in Lucas's living room, wearing bunny ears, a bunny tail butt plug and a pink ribbon tied around her throat, her hair a tumble of curls down her bare back. She gave an eager wiggle, waiting for Lucas to arrive.

Lucas

Lucas had been for a late night stroll and when he got back to the room he smirked at the sight, "My beautiful bunny" he whispered, sitting on the couch, "Why don't you hop on into my lap and we can make this bunny a playboy bunny"

Layla

Smiling, Layla watched Lucas take a seat, then rolled up onto her toes, remaining crouched so she could hop like a bunny to him, fake ears and breasts bouncing. Crawling into his lap, she said, "I like the sound of that, Mon Amour."

Lucas

"Yeah I'd much rather you be a playboy bunny then a normal one" he whispered, "Starting with a lap dance, use the ribbon and shake your bunny tail on me"

Layla

"Playboy bunnies are much sexier," she agreed, moving to straddle Lucas's lap, tugging on the ribbon tied around her neck. When it was free, she shook the ribbon in the air and gave a shimmy.

Lucas

Lucas smiled at the girl and took a deep breath, "Hmm the sexiest playboy bunny I have ever seen" he commented, holding her hips, "My perfect goddess"

April 17, 2020

Layla

“Lots we can do with a ribbon, Monsieur,” she teased, wiggling on his lap and sliding the ribbon over her skin.

Lucas

"Yeah like tie your wrists so your hands are wrapped around my cock" he whispered

Layla

"A good place for them, I think!" she said, offering him the ribbon and reaching for his fly. "May I, Monsieur?"

Lucas

Lucas took the ribbon and played with it gently, "Yes you may, though I've decided to tie your hands so they play with my balls and then you can use your mouth on my cock"

Layla

Batting her lashes at him, Layla murmured, “You can tie me up however you like, Mon Amour.”

Lucas

Lucas nodded and lifted his ass so his clothes could come down, "Get to work goddess"

Layla

Layla happily went to work, stripping Lucas of his clothes before offering up her hands to be tied.

Lucas

Lucas positioned her hands so they were palm up and side by side and then moved them to cup her balls, "Show me how much you love me"

Layla

With delicate fingers, she began to massage his balls as she bent to suckle at the tip of his cock, her eyes locked on his.

Lucas

Lucas watched her work as he let his mouth drop open at how breathtaking the sight was, "You are fucking amazing"

Layla

Layla smiled around his cock, pleased as ever with the compliment and drew a great on one of Tis balls with her nails.

Lucas

"Layla, you take my breath away" he admitted as he let his head fall back, "You are the most incredible girl here"

Layla

Pulling back for a moment, Layla kissed the tip of his dick. “You say that because I’m yours, Monsieur,” she said with a grin before licking a stripe up his length.

Lucas

"No I say that cause you are the most incredible girl here, hell in the world" he whispered, "You are everything Layla and I think I am ready to go public"

Layla

“I love you too, Lucas,” she breathed. “You’re the one for me.”

Lucas

"Baby, I needed to hear that" he whispered, "Don't wanna hide anymore"

Layla

“No hiding,” she agreed. “I didn’t know we were.”

Lucas

"I was worried what others might think but I'm not now"

Layla

“I’m not worried, Never was,” she said, bending to nuzzle at his balls. “We’re it. Sure, you might Dom others and I might sub for others or maybe there’s even sex with someone else, but we’re solid. Everyone has a lot of love in them to give and share, all different kinds. We’re the staying kind.”

Lucas

"I was concerned about what others might have said with how quickly we moved" he said as he watched her, "I didn't want people to think this was too soon"

Layla

“People will always comment but now that you’ve been here longer, at least we won’t get the rushing talks,” she agreed, leaning in to kiss his abs.

Lucas

Lucas groaned, "I think we need to get back to you sucking my dick"

Layla

Layla smiled at him and hummed, “Oooh, good idea!” Then she sank her mouth down his cock, swallowing until her nose bumped his pelvis.

Lucas

Lucas rested his head backwards and he bit his lip, "Baby, suck my cock nice and fast"

Layla

Obediently, Layla began to bob her head, keeping her lips snug around him, save for the occasional gag.

Lucas

Lucas was gasping after a few minutes of the action and his hand was tangled in her hair, "You want me to cum in your mouth?"

Layla

“Mmmhmm,” Layla murmured, again looking up at Lucas through her lashes, tipping her head into his hand.

Lucas

Lucas nodded and he used his hand to guide her head, thrusting upwards at the same time as he felt the pressure rise inside him, "Ready?" he managed to pant out

Layla

Layla gave a little nod, eager to feel the pulse of his cock on her tongue. Her bound hands continued to caress Lucas’s balls as she waited.

Lucas

Lucas gave a final groan, a whisper of her name as he came hard down her throat, pushing her head as far down as he could, "Taste me baby, tell me how good it is"

Layla

Swallowing his load, Layla was sure to lick and suck Lucas’s cock clean before pulling back and smiling. “Mmm, Mon Amour, you’re my favorite flavor.”

Lucas

"And you are mine too" he whispered, "Been waiting for a taste of you again"

Layla

“All you have to do is ask, Mon Amour,” Layla said with a smile. “All you ever have to do is ask and I’m yours, wrapped up in a bow.”

#gleedsmeaster20 #c: lucas

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hunterclaringtonswitch · 4 years

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Easter Eggs ~ Hunter & Owen

Hunter’s Eggs: Dance Studio, Third Hour, Ruler

Participants: @owenepierce & @hunterclaringtonswitch

Owen

With third period almost beginning, Owen scurried excitedly through campus on his way to the institute's dance studio. After all, Hunter Clarington was as good a cause as any to be excited. Owen had noticed the switch on campus here and there and immediately noted how attractive he was. He was muscular, stoic, broody - virtually the opposite of Owen in personality, but that only made him all that much more desirable to the blonde. Jitters of adrenaline coursed through his veins as he went over the routine he had in mind for Hunter once more. Dressed in a tank-top that was his signature shade of baby-pink and as well as a pair of black booty shorts that showed off his impressive booty, Owen finally found his way to the studio with a moment or two to spare. Waiting at the entrance, he started to stretch out his legs in anticipation of what was to come.

Hunter

Hunter saw Owen approaching and gave the sub a nod, pleased by his promptness. "Come on in, Owen," he said, waving him into the room. The dance studio had a good radio and sound system and everyone had spoken about the mirrors. He'd never given much thought to the idea of watching their reflections, but he could understand the appeal now. Unlike Owen, he was wearing a pair of navy trousers and a white button down shirt, sleeves rolled up his forearms. The ruler was laying on the bench by the far wall and he said, "I would like to see your dance routine. As discussed, if it's good, I'll give you a spanking with the ruler and you even get to cum for me. Does this sound agreeable?"

Owen

Owen turned at the sound of his name and almost immediately took in a breath. He hadn't been this close to Hunter yet and now that he was, it took his breath away a little bit. The switch was mercilessly handsome, and his attire only complimented the sharp, almost 1950's brand of appeal he had going on. Owen wet his lips and collected himself as quickly as he could - trying his best to tear his eyes away from the way Hunter's button down shirt hugged his chest. "Hi, sir!" He said cheerily as he followed Hunter into the studio. Owen nodded happily to Hunter's requests, taking note of the rule laying on the bench. "That sounds perfectly agreeable, sir - and I certainly hope to not be the only one cumming here today..." Owen gazed at Hunter with a flirtatious glint in his eye before turning slightly to take in his surroundings. "This is perfect!" The blonde cooed excitedly as he looked around the studio. "You're gonna get to see me from absolutely any angle you might want...and I'm gonna get the same pleasure." The blonde gave Hunter a wink. Clearing his throat, Owen stepped forward and took Hunter's hand and led him to the bench where he sat him down. "Now - you just sit here, sir - and enjoy the show. These are gonna be the easiest points you've earned yet." With that, Owen flounced off to the opposite end of the studio where the speaker was. Once there, he squatted down to plug in his phone and select the song to go with his routine. While doing so, he made sure to stick his bubble butt outwards as provocatively as he could, hoping that Hunter would take notice. How could he not, after all?

Hunter

Something about the sub's perky, confidant attitude made Hunter think of a golden retriever puppy. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, just not something he was used to dealing with often. Owen was definitely nice to look at and Hunter had to wonder if his recent affinity for blond men might have something to do with a certain Dominant. That...was best thought about on another date. He allowed Owen to tow him to the bench so he could take a seat. "Oh, I do plan to enjoy it," he said, because he was fairly sure the other young man would be able to back up his promises with some skill. Hunter's eyes tracked Owen over to the radio and he definitely appreciated the show that was put on for him. Leaning back, he commented, "I like the shorts."

Owen

The blonde submissive grinned proudly to himself. There was little that provided greater satisfaction than when someone bit the bait he tossed out. "Mmm, you do, huh? You sure it's the shorts you like, sir? Or is it what they're barely covering?" He turned and threw the switch another wink before hitting play on the speaker. Instantly, Britney Spears' 'If U Seek Amy' began - a fitting song, considering the request within the title if one were to sound it out. Owen moved to the center of the dance studio, his back still turned to Hunter and dropped slowly into the splits. Once on the floor, he braced his hands on his muscular thighs and began to bounce his ass erotically to the beat. After a bit of that, Owen fluidly got to his feet and made his way purposefully towards Hunter. Just before he got to him, the boy dropped to his knees and crawled the rest of the way, until he was at Hunter's feet. At that point, Owen trained his blue eyes sexily on Hunter's gaze and began to inch upwards - taking a moment to graze his nose against the other's groin - until his hands were braced on Hunter's knees and their faces inches apart. "How much do you like these shorts again, sir?" Owen smirked and took Hunter's hand, bringing it to his ass. "Do you like 'em too much to rip them off me?"

Hunter

Hunter quirked a brow at Owen and said, "From the looks of things, everything underneath must be spectacular, though I reserve judgment for a later time." The pop song that began to pump through the sound system wasn't anything Hunter was familiar with, but it seemed like the sort of thing one would dance to. Starting off with a split was definitely impressive and Hunter sat back, watching as Owen bounced on the floor. It wasn't actually much in the way of dancing, but damn was it captivating and Hunter felt his cock responding with interest. He hissed when the other man crawled to him and brushed his dick, meeting his eyes. His hands clenched at the suggestion and he cleared his throat. "I'd like nothing more than to tear them off you and bend you over my lap right now, but...best you just take them off." He didn't want to try ripping the shorts and have his grip strength on the left side fail him, or worse, jar the arm and wind up in pain, a distraction he did not want.

Owen

The blonde smirked haughtily, noting Hunter clenching his fists. There was nothing that turned him on more than having that sort of effect on men - the effect that left them powerless and yet at the same time, empowered to do absolutely everything their dirty minds could conceive. It seemed as though Hunter's resolve was a bit tougher than Owen anticipated. That - to the blonde - was merely an extended challenge that he was more than eager to accept. "Oh, alright sir...if you insist." He swiped his tongue teasingly along the boy's jawline before he retracted and started to dance a bit in front of him, his hips gyrating erotically while he kept his gaze locked on the others entirely. Finally, Owen loosened the drawstring on his booty shorts and let them pool at his feet, revealing a hot pink thong that accentuated his self-proclaimed perfect ass. Owen turned and gave it a few teasing jiggles as the music went on. "Don't forget the ruler, sir - I know you're a bit distracted right now, but we want you to get those points, don't we?" Owen giggled and through another wink at Hunter over his shoulder.

Hunter

Keeping his breathing steady, Hunter enjoyed the view of Owen's bouncing ass as the tiny shorts slipped off of his cheeks. "All over tan?" he teased, noting the lack of tan lines. Unable to help himself, he used his good right hand to give Owen's ass a slap, enjoying the way the flesh jiggled. "Oh, I won't forget the ruler, Owen," he said with a smirk, picking up the ruler and swishing it through the air. "I'm just waiting till you finish and bend your pretty self over my lap." He was definitely looking forward to that, seeing Owen draped over his lap, ass up, waiting to feel the sting of the ruler against those plump cheeks.

Owen

Biting his lips suggestively, Owen nodded as he continued to dance. "Oh yeah - I found a great spot on the roof of the submissive dormitory where I can get my tan on." As the song came to a close, Owen bent forward and snapped up (something akin to a certain, iconic blonde lawyer's signature move) before pivoting on his heels and gliding back towards Hunter. Smiling with pride and a little breathless from all the dancing, he plopped himself down on Hunter's lap, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. Swinging his legs up and over Hunter's legs so that they were dangling cutely off his lap. "Well? How did you like the show, sir?" The blonde toyed with the buttons on Hunter's pristine white shirt, wanting desperately to get it off. He glanced downwards and noticed a very impressive bulge in the man's dress pants. "Mmm... It sure looks like you enjoyed it, anyway."

Hunter

Hunter gave a little huff as Owen plopped down onto his lap, but he placed a hand low on the boy's back, right where the swell of his ass began. "You are quite the performer, Owen and I did enjoy the show," he said, letting his palm trail down to cup one of his cheeks. "I think you earned your reward, don't you?" He held the ruler loosely in his bad hand, letting it trail up the impressive thigh muscles. "Pink is a good color on you, but I think we should see how a little red looks too, hmmm?" He leaned back and raised his brows, unbuttoning his shirt as he waited for Owen to move into position.

Owen

A shiver ran through Owen's body at the feeling of Hunter's hands trailing down his back towards his rear. He bit his lip and let out a little whine under his breath when the other fully grabbed his ass. Nothing did him in like being gripped roughly like that. The blonde submissive nodded excitedly at Hunter's question. "Oh yes, sir - I certainly worked my ass of for you doing that dance; pun totally intended." He added with a flirty wink. Owen giggled at Hunter's suggestion. "I think you'll find any color looks great on this booty - but...yeah, red might look best, especially if you're the one providing the color." With that, he stood up and watched as Hunter began to unbutton his shirt, revealing a jaw-dropping physique underneath. "Wow... L-Let me help you with that, sir." Owen stuttered uncharacteristically and knelt at Hunter's feet. He unbuttoned the remaining buttons and leaned in to press a few heated kisses against his abdominal muscles, breathing out provocatively against the others skin. Owen leaned back and found himself at a loss for words. With his shirt unbuttoned, Hunter really was the picture of dominance and Owen was all too eager to find out just how dominant he could be. Without any further delay, Owen stripped off his own tank-top, leaving him solely in that pink thong. Then he gently laid himself over Hunter's lap and propped his ass up, arching his back sexily as he did so.

Hunter

"Seems like there's plenty of ass here to work with," Hunter teased, giving Owen's ass another squeeze. It was nice to know the sub appreciated his body, Hunter worked hard to keep in shape, muscles lean and hard as opposed to the rounded fullness of Owen's own musculature. He leaned back, letting Owen lick and kiss his abs, the hanging shirt still covering the worst of his scars. "Good boy," Hunter praised, running a hand through the blonde hair before Owen sat back to strip off his own top, not that it really covered much of anything. "Now, isn't that a look...when the weather gets warmer, you should so come to class just wearing this some day," he mused as Owen draped himself over Hunter's thighs. The young man arched prettily, offering up his ass and he smoothed a hand over the silky soft skin.

Owen

Owen giggled at Hunter's suggestion. "Mmm, I don't know... Don't you think I'd be a pretty big distraction to the learning environment if I went to my classes in this little thing?" Owen teasingly gestured to his thong by bouncing his butt a little over Hunter's lap. "You might have to order me to show up like this so I don't get in trouble - and while you're at it, you could order me to sit in your lap like this all class, too. I'm not sure either of us would learn much, but I think it'd be more than worth it." Owen whined through clenched teeth at the touch of Hunter's strong hand against his smooth, perched ass. "Mmf. Sir. Please..." Owen wiggled his butt desperately in Hunter's lap as a wordless plea for the Switch to strike it.

Hunter

"People have been known to be ordered to class naked," Hunter said with a smirk. "People around here have gotten used to seeing pretty bodies on display in all manner of compromising situations." Giving Owen's plump ass a final squeeze, Hunter shifted the ruler to his good hand and used it to pat Owen's bottom. "I want you to count each one, Owen," he instructed. "And if you need me to stop, definitely use your safeword. What is it again?" As much as he was looking forward to this, Hunter wasn't the type to go into a scene without double checking the safeword.

Owen

Nodding to Hunter's instruction, Owen shifted his weight slightly so that he was comfortably situated for the upcoming impacts. "Got it, sir. My safeword is 'snap' like...the bend and snap from my favorite movie, Leg-..." Owen stopped himself. "Okay, maybe now's not the best time for the explanation...uhh, yeah it's 'snap'. I'll be sure to use it if it does get to be too much - but please, please don't hold back, sir." The desperation in Owen's voice was heavy, not to mention his own cock was beginning to strain at the thin, pink fabric of the little garment he still had on. He needed this, and he needed it badly.

Hunter

Not wanting to wait, Hunter brought the ruler down onto Owen's ass, the crack of wood on flesh ringing through the room. He quickly followed it up with three more blows, making sure to shift the position of each strike so that more skin glowed red after each impact. "That's a good boy," he praised as Owen counted as ordered, palming the warm skin again before beginning another round of spanking. His cock was hard and pushing against Owen's hip and he could feel the sub's dick against his thigh, straining in his little thong. Playfully, Hunter tugged the thong aside and spread Owen's cheeks, tapping his pucker with the ruler.

Owen

Pain mounted with each strike of the ruler. Strangely enough, so did Owen's arousal. As he counted up the smacks to his quickly reddening behind, his cock stood at full attention between Hunter's knees, straining desperately at the fabric and even dampening it slightly with precum. Owen whined delightedly at the praise and even angled his ass further up as if it would make the smacks come faster. Putting one arm out on the bench to brace himself, he arched his back and began to rut slightly against the bulge in Hunter's pants. He knew he could be potentially stepping out of line in doing so, but he needed more - and this was how he typically went about getting it. "Five." Owen groaned out, giving a little squeal of arousal when the ruler made playful contact with his hole. "Mmm... Do that again, sir. Please."

Hunter

"Only at 5 and you're already this worked up?" Hunter said, smacking the boy's tight little hole again. "Someone's excitable." He didn't mind that Owen was humping his lap and he gave his ass another few smacks. Since the other man had been so flirty during their conversation about the scene, Hunter had come prepared and slipped a tube of lube from his pocket, squirting some on his fingers. He slid them between Owen's cheeks, circling the boy's asshole even as he continued to bring the ruler down on his ass. "Have you ever been fingered while someone's spanking you, Owen?"

Owen

"I can't help it, sir." Owen hummed between spanks. "Maybe you're just a little too good at this..." Owen's rear shook involuntarily in the after-math of being smacked several times with the ruler and while the pain was certainly pleasant, the sexual pleasure was so much greater - causing Owen to whine when the strikes briefly stopped. "Sir..." He begged, needing to feel Hunter's /anything/ against his ass. Suddenly, a new sensation met his rear end and he gave a surprised start before he picked up on the fact that it was lubricant. Immediately, Owen melted into Hunter's lap, sighing happily as Hunter teased his puckering, desperate hole. "I haven't, sir. I'd really like to try it, though." He angled his ass upwards again. "Please... Make this ass yours, mmf....thirteen." He obediently counted after yet another smack.(edited)

Hunter

Hunter continued to tease Owen's ass, pressing his finger against the twitching little hole each time he brought the ruler down on one of his cheeks. He kept this up for a few minutes, but on strike 20, he eased a finger knuckle deep into the blond. His movements were a little awkward, given that he was using his bad hand, but he had enough control to pump the digit in and out of Owen, feeling the boy's muscles clenching around his finger. "Fuck, your ass is just sucking my finger in," he said with a chuckle, crooking his finger and hoping he was finding the prostate as he set the ruler aside, instead delivering a spank with his open palm.

Owen

Letting out an elated gasp as he felt Hunter’s finger finally entering his tight hole, the blonde arched his back again and practically purred. “Mmm, thank you sir. Oof, that feels so good.” The submissive clenched his hole needily around Hunter’s finger, moaning in ecstasy when he felt the other’s digit graze his prostate. Almost at the same moment in which Hunter found Owen’s spot, he brought a hand down against the boy’s bare, sore ass, punctuating the movement making Owen’s cock throb in earnest. “Sir…” Owen gasped out. “I… I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.” As badly as Owen wanted release for himself, he didn’t want it without providing the same courtesy to his current Dominant, and he suspected Hunter wouldn’t allow it, regardless. Rutting against Hunter’s still rudely clothed cock, Owen brought the hand he wasn’t using to brace himself rather awkwardly between Hunter’s legs where he started to rub against the pronounced cock head that was hard enough to be defined over Hunter’s pants.

Hunter

When Owen moaned that he was going to cum, Hunter eased his finger out of him and rubbed the small of his back to settle him. “I think I’d rather have you cum when I’m inside you,” he said with a grin, rocking against Owen’s hand. His hand smoothed over Owen’s ass, squeezing the cheeks. “What do you say, Blondie? You want to ride my cock?”

Owen

Groaning in desperation at the removal of Hunter's finger, Owen blew a huff of air through his lips as Hunter began to rub his back, bringing the dry-humping down to a minimum. At Hunter's words, though - Owen's disappointment at being empty was almost immediately replaced with boundless excitement. Arching his back so that he could meet Hunter's eyes over his shoulders. "Mmmf, there's literally not a single thing I want more, sir." Giving Hunter's cock another, more fervent squeeze threw his pants at the endearing nickname the other used for him, Owen continued to beg as prettily as he could. "I want this cock inside me so badly, sir. I'll ride you so well, promise." Casting his doe-like blue eyes at Hunter, he gave one final rut against him, hoping it would provoke the other into taking what was absolutely his.

Hunter

Hunter let out a low groan as Owen writhed on his lap and gave the boy's ass a final slap. "Get up and get naked," Hunter said, standing to shuck off his trousers and boxers once he was free to do so. Then he returned to his seat. If he had Owen ride him, then he could watch the boy's ass bounce in the mirror, a very appealing thought. "Sit on my lap, straddling my thighs," he directed, his bad hand stroking Owen's abs, good hand snaking around him to tease his ass open further. He'd only gotten one finger inside him earlier and the boy would need more than that. "Think unsexy thoughts for me, Blondie. Gotta open you up a bit more before we get onto the show."

Owen

Owen could sense the urgency in Hunter's demand - it was clear that he wasn't the only one desperate for relief and knowing that he had managed to have such an effect on someone who he had observed to be so poised and unshakably did wonders for Owen's self-esteem. Gracefully standing to his feet, Owen threw off his undergarment, letting his erect cock finally spring free. Owen then turned to watch Hunter disrobe, his mouth salivating at the sight of such a beautiful form - every inch of him was perfect; his legs were thick with muscle and all the led upwards to an even more impressive cock. "Sir..." Owen gasped out - speechless for maybe the first time in his life. His eyes trailed up and noted that Hunter did remove his shirt - but as the fabric moved the blonde noted a slight scaring on his torso. He mentally reminded himself to ask about that later, but now was hardly the time. Nodding obediently, Owen walked forward, wrapping his arms around the switch's shoulders and situated himself lightly on his lap, moaning happily at the feeling of the others cock sliding up against his hole. Gasping out when Hunter began to tease open his hole, the blonde chuckled quietly. "It's....next to impossible to not think about sexy things sitting in your lap like this, sir - but I'll try..." Clenching his eyes shut he tried to shut off his brain so that the ring of muscles would relax enough for Hunter to properly prep him - once that happened, Owen slid down easily onto Hunter's added digits and he began to bounce slightly. The blonde turned slightly and caught their reflection in the mirror - and boy was it a sight to behold. "Wow... Look at us..." Owen nodded to the mirror and smiled wickedly when Hunter did too. Leaning in to nip teasingly at Hunter's lobe, Owen whispered heatedly against the same ear; "I want to watch you fuck me, sir. Please...make this ass yours."(edited)

Hunter

When he could pump three fingers into Owen, Hunter decided that was enough prep and pulled his hand back. With the boy whispering filthy things in his ear, holding back was not going to be easy and Hunter gripped the base of his cock, slapping it against Owen’s hole before pressing inside. “Fuck!” He hissed as warm, slick muscles squeezed his cock and he grabbed onto the blond’s hip, urging him into motion. “That’s it, Blondie, ride me like a good boy.” The reflection in the mirror was amazing. Owen’s plump ass bouncing on his lap, his cock disappearing into his body again and again. “That’s freaking gorgeous,” he said, pulling Owen in for an open mouthed kiss, nipping at his lips.

Owen

Clenching his eyes shut, his hand moving from Hunter’s shoulder to the back of his hair, Owen’s focused on his breathing as he took the other’s cock in. After a moment of relaxing, he slid down on Hunter’s member and felt the tip come into direct contact with his prostate, eliciting a satisfied moan from the blonde. At Hunter’s initiation, Owen began to bounce on the other’s cock as he watched them go at it in the mirror. Averting his gaze from their reflection, Owen brought both hands to Hunter’s muscular chest to brace himself as he lifted his ass almost entirely off the other’s cock only to come slamming back down on it. Smiling proudly at Hunter’s praise, Owen brought a thumb to the other’s jaw and wet his lips. Before long they were fully making out; it was a frenzy of desperate, passionate tongue and love-bites and all the while Owen continued to work his ass expertly over the other’s cock. “You’re amazing, sir.” The blonde gasped out between kisses. “Fuck me harder, please.”

Hunter

Playfully, Hunter smacked Owen’s bouncing ass. “Gotta say, you were not overselling yourself,” he breathed, hips rocking, thrusting up into Owen each time the other settled on his lap. He could feel Owen’s cock, hard and leaking, trapped between their abs and wormed his hand in there, wrapping it around him. “Are you going to be good and cum for me, Blondie? I want to feel you cum on my dick while I’m fucking your.” As he spoke, he began to stroke Owen’s cock in smooth, sure motions.

Owen

Letting out a breathless little giggle at Hunter's compliment. "Mmm, I'm super glad you aren't disappointed, sir." With a wink he leaned in and pressed another desperate kiss to the switch's lips as he ground down with abandon on his hard member. As if the feel of his own cock being sandwiched snugly between his own stomach and Hunter's abs wasn't enough, Hunter added some deliberate stroking to the mix and sent Owen straight to the edge. "Oh, sir - yes....yes, I wanna be good and cum for you. Please, please - fuck my cum out of me." Owen bounced desperately in Hunter's lap, his pink lips parted as he paned and whined with arousal. "Sir... I"m going to cum, I'm gonna-..." Without another word, Owen did just that and released his arousal between the two of them. He gave a heavy, relieved sigh, but still didn't relent and kept bouncing and squeezing his hole around Hunter's cock to trigger his own release.(edited)

Hunter

The desperation in Owen’s voice was truly delicious and Hunter struggled to hold back his own pleasure. Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait long before Owen was writhing and moaning, his cock spurting between their bodies, his muscles clenching around Hunter. He moaned, thrusting up hard into the blond and pulling him in for another kiss as his orgasm hit, intense and fast, Owen’s strong muscles milking his dick for every drop. Not wanting the rush to end, he continued to rut up into Owen, letting the other boy lean on him to enjoy the afterglow.

Owen

There was nothing quite like being kissed along with the simultaneous sensation of being filled and feeling the results of his partner's orgasm shoot into him. Owen sighed out in delight and collapsed against Hunter's solid frame. The blonde nuzzled sweetly into the crook of Hunter's neck and sighed again. "That was incredible, sir..." He said sleepily. As fun as sex was, it certainly took it out of a guy, especially when they spent the whole time riding the other - not that Owen would complain about that /ever/. "See, this is the part where normally, I'd wanna be spooned and fall asleep for a good hour or two..." The boy laughed playfully and lifted himself up slightly so he could look at Hunter as he spoke. "We can't do that here real well...but maybe that could be my aftercare, sir? In your suite? If you think I earned it, of course..."

Hunter

Hunter smoothed a hand up and down Owen’s back. “Aftercare is essential and will be done in my room,” he agreed. “You definitely earned it, Owen.” Helping Owen up, Hunter gathered up the boy’s skimpy clothing and phone, but also offered him his shirt, figuring he might not feel like putting the tight clothes on. Then he pulled on his own trousers and put a hand on Owen’s back, leading him out for aftercare.

#gleedsmeaster20 #C: Owen

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miss-madeline-beiste · 4 years

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Early Morning Puppy Play | 4/18

Tagging: @miss-madeline-beiste & @sublisette Date: Saturday, April 18th, 4am Location: Madeline’s suite Summary: A bit of puppy play and cuteness for points. Madeline’s Easter Eggs: rope, a rolled up newspaper, and 4am

Lisette knew that their second scene would have to be done very early in the morning, so she slipped out of bed in good time and used Madeline's kitchen to cook them both a nice breakfast - something small but full of protein, to get them going and give them energy for the day. As she worked almost silently in the kitchen she thought over the previous night with a smile, glad to find that pain was such a positive thing for her that it could quickly drop her into subspace with the right application. Madeline had helped her back out as well, avoiding any potential drop, and she was very grateful to the Domme for that. With the food plated, she set both plates on a tray and carried them into the bedroom, kneeling by the bed to wait for Madeline to wake.

Madeline jolted awake as her alarm went off in the middle of the night, and she breathed in deeply as she rolled onto her back, trying to wake up. Their scene. Right, she thought to herself. This scene would be worth enough points to allow her to get off campus, and it would also be another opportunity to have sweet Lisette under her care. "What smells so good?" she mumbled to herself as she opened her eyes. She caught sight of Lisette almost right away, and a smile broke out onto her face. "You didn't!" she exclaimed, pushing herself up so she was sitting against the headboard, her legs still covered with her comforter. "It looks wonderful, Lisette."

Madeline's sleepy mumble made her smile, and the look on her face when she realized there was food waiting was even better. "It didn't seem fair to do a scene without some energy to run on, Miss, so breakfast seemed called for." She carefully handed over the tray but remained on her knees. If Madeline wanted her to eat there then she'd do so, otherwise she'd wait for whatever instructions she received. "Everything should still be nice and warm."

"Such a smart girl," Madeline praised as she took the tray. "I'm sure we'll have an excellent scene after we eat through all of this!" Seeing Lisette still on the floor, she set her hand down on the comforter beside her. "Where would you be most comfortable eating? You can join me up here if you'd like, but you can stay down there if you'd prefer."

Lisette beamed at the praise, nodding agreement. "I think we'd have an excellent scene in any case, Miss, but I do hope that having a nice meal beforehand helps. "I'd be happy to join you on the bed, Miss, thank you." She did so, taking a seat beside Madeline and taking a plate for herself. "What part of the scene today are you looking forward to most, Miss? If you don't mind my asking."

Madeline took a bite of eggs while Lisette joined her on the bed. "Oh, this is delicious," she said after she'd swallowed. "Thank you. I'm curious about the pet play aspect, but I'm most looking forward to reddening your ass again. What about you?"

Lisette took a few bites as well, pleased to hear that Madeline enjoyed the food. The mention of more impact play was enough to brighten her day despite how early it was. "I'd be lying if I said that wasn't going to be the best part of all of this, Miss, but I'm looking forward to the pet play - I haven't had any experience with it before, and I'm eager to see how I enjoy it."

Madeline nodded. "We can both experiment with it, then," she said. "How do you feel about all of the pet play gear? I grabbed some puppy ears for you, but I was just planning to use the rope for your legs. Does that sound reasonable?"

Lisette nodded eagerly, finishing her bite before replying. "I think it's going to be cute, Miss! The ears are really fun, and I think the getting the newspaper part'll be much quicker with just my legs bound. Otherwise we could be there all day.”

"Exactly," Madeline said with a smile. It seemed like they were both on the same page. She quickly finished the rest of her meal, and she stretched her arms above her head. "Please take our dishes to the kitchen and then get ready for me. I'd like you to be wearing something you'll be comfortable in for the scene. If that's your pajamas, that's fine. Come kneel at my side in the living room when you're ready."

"Of course, Miss." Lisette cleaned up and put everything in the sink so she could wash it afterward, taking a few minutes to clean herself up and dressing in a pair of shorts and a tank top she'd brought along. Tying her hair back, she rejoined Madeline in the living room and knelt next to her as instructed. "All ready for you, Miss, and looking forward to everything you've got in store."

"Good girl," Madeline praised. She'd stayed in her pajamas--a silky t-shirt and shorts set--but she'd brushed her hair before grabbing the materials for their scene. "I know you told me yesterday, but please remind me of your limits and safeword."

Madeline's pajamas somehow looked more glamorous than expected, but Lisette tried not to focus on that and on the question she was asked instead. "Of course, Miss - my limits are scat and vore, and my safeword is Jersey." Anything else that Madeline wanted to do was on the table, and she looked forward to any and all of it.

"Thank you," Madeline said. Everything matched up with what she'd been told yesterday, which was excellent. "Sit still for me and..." She trailed off, grabbing the headband that had the brown puppy ears and sliding it onto Lisette's head. "Oh, you look adorable!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "Do you want to see before we get started? You can go look in the bathroom mirror if you'd like."

Lisette sat happily still as the headband was set in place, giving her floppy puppy ears to match the scene. "Thank you, Miss!" she grinned, getting to her feet and scooting to the bathroom to take a look at herself. Madeline was right, it was a cute look on her and she was super happy with it. "That looks great, Miss," she confirmed as she returned with a grin on her face. "I might have to do this more often. Perhaps with you, if you'd like." She knelt again, smiling up at Madeline.

Madeline couldn't help but smile as she watched Lisette return from the bathroom with a grin on her face. "Let's just see how the rest of the scene goes, though, hm?" she commented, and she picked up the silk rope she'd chosen for this. "All right, hands and knees," she ordered. "And lift those feet up behind you." Once Lisette was in position, she got to work tying her ankles to her thighs, using some of the knots she'd learned in class earlier in the week. It wasn't the prettiest work she'd ever seen, but it would do the job. "How does that feel?" she asked, sitting back down on the couch.

"Of course, Miss, that's a good point." Although they'd already had one scene together and it had gone well, there was no telling for sure what the second might bring. She got into position and raised her feet as directed, smiling as the silk rope was knotted around her legs in a way that would keep her from using her feet. Testing the ropes with each leg, she nodded approval and looked up to Madeline. "Feels good, Miss. Restrictive but not overly tight, not cutting in anywhere, won't interfere with blood flow."

"Thank you, Lisette," Madeline said, grateful for the thorough response. She knew she had to ask about all of those things, but Lisette had read her mind and knew everything to pay attention to. "Unless you have any questions now, or unless you need to safeword later, you're not to communicate other than with gesture or bark until the scene is over. Understood?"

"You're welcome, Miss," Lisette smiled. There were no questions she had to ask, so she did the only thing she could do and let out a soft bark, already grinning at herself over how cute it felt. She was so ready for this.

"Good girl!" Madeline praised, being more effusive like she would do with an actual puppy rather than a submissive. She reached over to the coffee table to grab the newspaper she'd rolled up there. The roll was secured with a rubber band on each end to make it easier for Lisette to deal with. "Ready?" she asked, faking a toss once before actually throwing it partway down the hallway. "Fetch, girl!"

Lisette barked in reply, struggling to keep the grin from her face. The scene was already super fun for her, and she made a lunge for the paper on the fake toss, shaking her head at her own foolishness. The real toss got her running - or as best she could with just her arms and knees for mobility, scooting down the hall and bending down to try and grab the paper. It was thicker than she'd expected but she opened her mouth as wide as possible and bit into it slightly. Wobbling on her bound legs and mostly relying on her arms, she made her way back to Madeline and dropped the paper with a proud grin.

Madeline grinned as she watched Lisette prance down the hallway to fetch the newspaper. She looked absolutely adorable, and it was obvious that she was enjoying the game. When she returned, though, Madeline frowned. "Now, how am I supposed to grab that to throw it again?" she asked. "If only my pup would hold the paper up for me."

Lisette could have smacked her head, but it would left her off balance and falling over. Barking in frustration, she bent down again and took hold of the paper, lifting it as high as she could toward Madeline. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought of that in the first place.

Madeline took the paper and set it to her side on the couch before reaching out with both hands to pet Lisette's head, just in front of her faux ears. "That's a good girl!" she said, beaming with pride. She petted her for a few seconds longer before throwing the paper again, this time over toward the kitchen. "Fetch!"

Lisette leaned into the petting, yipping happily at Madeline's touch and her praise. There was no fake throw this time and she took off as fast as her bound limbs could go, scooting forward and grabbing the paper one more time. This time when she returned she held it up, as high as possible for Madeline to take.

"What a fast learner you are!" Madeline praised before taking the newspaper and throwing it again, back down the hallway. She continued to praise and throw the newspaper a few more times until she started to grow concerned about Lisette's knees. "Last one, pup, okay?" she said before tossing the newspaper back into her bedroom this time.

Lisette barked happily in reply, playing the game for as long as Madeline wanted it to continue. Her knees were reddening as she went on, but they weren't painful and didn't seem ready to bruise, so she carried on until she was warned that it would be the last time. Two barks signalled her understanding and she chased the paper into the bedroom, returning with it and spinning in a circle a few times before offering it up once more.

Madeline's laugh tinkled out lightly into the room as Lisette spun around, so clearly enjoying herself. She took the newspaper from her and set it aside before rewarding her with more scritches. "Now, normally," she said, "I would punish a bad puppy with some spanks. But something tells me this puppy would see that as a reward for being such a good girl. Am I right?"

The scene had really blossomed into something much more fun than she'd anticipated, and Lisette knew she'd have to explore pet play more in the future. Leaning into Madeline's touch and doing her best to pretend she was wagging a tail, she returned her attention to the Domme when she began to speak. Nodding, she gave her best rueful bark - she'd definitely enjoy that and feel like she'd earned the spanking.

"Such a good girl," Madeline praised, giving Lisette's head a few more pets. "Turn around for me," she ordered, grabbing the newspaper in her left hand and shifting so that she'd be at a good angle to spank the sub with it. She'd just have to stay in her shorts, though, because otherwise, Madeline would have to untie her legs before she was ready to do that. "Remember, only barks unless you need to safeword," she said as she waited for Lisete to get into position.

Lisette drank in the praise, barking happily and turning around to offer Madeline a good target for the newspaper. She was already looking forward to this part, and wriggled in excitement as she prepared for the first impact of the newspaper. She barked twice to acknowledge the instructions and then stilled, waiting to see what the newspaper would feel like as compared to something like the crop.

Madeline's cheeks were going to start hurting soon from how much Lisette was making her smile during this scene. Her Domme was a lucky woman, that was for sure. She didn't give her pup any warning before swinging the rolled up newspaper down onto her clothed ass once, to test it. It felt like a solid thud--something that might hurt with enough repetitions but wouldn't cause much pain. "Feel good, puppy?" she asked before landing a second strike.

If there was one thing Lisette could appreciate, it was learning about different kinds of pain. She'd been paddled, caned, spanked, and a few others beside, and learned the different categories of pain in class as well. The paper was a dull thud, but had enough weight that in time it would do an effective job marking her up even through her shorts. The first impact made her bounce slightly, and she barked twice to indicate all was well before the second one hit. Lisette wriggled again, eager for more.

Madeline laughed. "You're such a needy little pup, aren't you?" she commented lightly before striking her again, and then once more after that. It was a different sensation from the crop the day before, that was for sure, and she was pretty sure she liked hearing Lisette count and thank her better than the silence, but by god, she was adorable as a puppy.

Lisette barked again, laughing. There was no doubt she was, and she wasn't going to deny the obvious. As long as Madeline was enjoying the spanking as well, she'd happily take it all day long. Each impact produced a soft yip, the closest she could get to moaning without breaking the immersion into her role as a pup for Madeline.

Madeline continued to spank Lisette with the newspaper for a few minutes longer, only stopping when her arm started to get tired. "All right," she said gently as she set the paper back on the coffee table. "All done." She leaned forward to pet the pup's head a couple of times, trailing her hand all the way down her ponytail as she pulled back. "Turn toward the side so I can reach the rope to untie it, please."

Drinking in the blows, Lisette had to confess she was ready for a break when Madeline called time. Her knees, particularly, had taken some abuse and trying to keep on them during the spanking hadn't helped that at all. The pets made her hum with pleasure and she barked acknowledgement of the orders, turning to give Madeline better access to the rope. She'd never imagined being up at 4am would be so much fun, but she hoped they could do it again.

It took Madeline a couple of minutes to fully untie Lisette, and after that, she carefully removed the ears and set them and the rope aside on the table next to the newspaper. "How are you feeling?" she asked gently. "You can speak now," she added after a moment.

Patiently, Lisette rested in her own head and waited as Madeline got her untied and removed her super cute ears. She stretched her fingers and toes, cracked her neck, and when she had permission to speak she gave Madeline a smile. "So good, Miss. That was so much fun - thank you for thinking of me with this scene and I'm really glad we could do it together."

"Well, you are the one who suggested it to me," Madeline reminded her. "I'm glad you accepted. How are your knees and ass doing? Are you okay to get up and come back to bed with me?"

"True," Lisette admitted. "I never really expect to be offered a scene, though, I was more concerned with helping you plan one." She didn't feel too much pain lingering from the newspaper strikes, but her knees were another story. "If we could put a bit of cream or something on my knees before I join you, Miss, that would be nice."

Madeline reached a hand out to help Lisette get up to her feet. "Come on, let's get you into bed and I'll bring some cream in to take care of your knees," she said. "And I'll take a look at your ass, too, just to make sure it's okay. Do you want some water or anything to eat, or will cuddles be enough?"

Her first steps were a little shaky, but it didn't wipe the smile from her face and it only took a moment to get steady. "Thank you, Miss. You take very good care of me." Her eyes lit up a little at the offer of water. "Actually a glass of water would be amazing, Miss, if you wouldn't mind. And then cuddles."

Madeline nodded, beaming internally at the compliment. "All right. First, bed," she said, and she led the sub into the bedroom. "I'll be right back, okay?" She hurried back out into first the bathroom, to grab some nice, soothing cream, and then to the kitchen, for two glasses of water. "Here we go!" she said brightly as she returned to the bedroom. She held out one of the glasses and set the other down on her nightstand. "Small sips, okay?"

"Bed," Lisette agreed, following the Domme into the bedroom and taking a seat on the end of the bed to wait. She wasn't quite as deep in her head as she'd been the night before, but the slip into subspace had been gradual and pleasant. Now that she was comfortably floating she'd have agreed to most anything. "Thank you, Miss!" The water felt very good, and it was a struggle not to gulp it down.

"You're more than welcome," Madeline said in reply before kneeling down in front of Lisette to check out her knees. They were a bit red and looked like they might have a bit of rug burn, but they'd be okay if she stayed off them for a day or two. Madeline uncapped the cream and rubbed some gently into first Lisette's right knee and then her left one. "Feel okay?" she asked, recapping the tube.

The cream was cool against her skin but not painful, and Lisette hummed softly as it was applied. "Very okay, Miss, thank you." They'd felt a bit warm more than anything else, but now that had been taken care of. "And now cuddles?" she asked hopefully. They'd already been promised, but she still needed to make sure that Madeline's plans for the rest of the night hadn't changed.

"Almost," Madeline said, not bothering in the slightest to hide her grin. "Set your glass down and lie down on your stomach. Pull your shorts down for me so I can just take a look at your ass. Once that's taken care of, then cuddles."

"Then cuddles," Lisette agreed, setting her glass on the nightstand and pulling her shorts down before lying down on her stomach. There might be some lingering marks on her ass, she guessed, but they'd probably be more dark bruising than anything that needed attention.

Madeline hadn't realized beforehand that she'd have to distinguish between the marks from the newspaper and the marks from the riding crop yesterday, but there she was. She squirted some more cream out into her hand and rubbed it between her fingers to warm it up before rubbing it soothingly into the sub's skin. "Feel better?" she asked as she put the cream over on her nightstand.

Stretching out as Madeline did her work, Lisette was grateful that Madeline had warmed the cream up. "All better," she promised softly. The cream would take any lingering sting out of the marks, and she'd be able to sleep in whatever position they ended up in. "Thank you, Miss." It was an all-encompassing thanks, for everything the Domme had done across the two scenes. It had all been great.

"Good girl," Madeline said, and she flicked the light switch off before returning to bed. She slid under the covers and held them up for Lisette to join her. "I do believe I should be the one thanking you for two wonderful scenes, Lisette," she murmured.

Lisette pulled her shorts back up and crawled carefully under the covers, resting her head in the crook of Madeline's shoulder and throwing an arm across her middle - she was a little greedy when she cuddled. "You're very welcome, Miss. It was more than my pleasure, and I hope we can scene together more in the future."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll have plenty of opportunities," Madeline said, smiling to herself as she pulled Lisette a little closer to her, leaving her arm draped over the sub's body as well. She lifted her head just a little to check the time before dropping back down onto her pillow. "It's just after five," she said. "Let's get a few more hours' sleep, hm?"

Lisette certainly hoped so, because they had clicked well and the scenes were very good. She happily snuggled in closer, making little noises of contentment as she burrowed against Madeline. "Yes please, Miss. I'll make us something to eat when we wake again."

"Good girl," Madeline praised, and she pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Lisette's forehead before she closed her eyes. "I think we've definitely earned ourselves a second breakfast," she teased. "Sweet dreams, Lisette."

That phrase, those two words, made her feel better than just about anything in the world. "I'd say so too, Miss." Lisette yawned, curled up as much as she could, and settled against Madeline. "You too, Miss - sweetest of dreams."

#para #p:lisette #p:early morning puppy play #gleedsmeaster20

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thesmythethatswitches · 4 years

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Easter Egg Event || Lucas & Kai

Who: @malakai-sylvester & @thesmythethatswitches Date: April 14, 2020 Location: Football Field Easter Eggs: Eli had football field, leash and ribbon.

Lucas made his way to the football stadium and waited for Kai near the entrance. He had a plan to use the leash and ribbon to get Kai onto the food and then maybe see if Kai wanted some release

Malakai ran across campus, ignoring the pain in his ass as he made it to the stadium, seeing Lucas waiting for him, he smiled "I'm here sir, sorry if I kept you waiting"

Lucas smiled and nodded, "And how are we? Would you mind kneeling for me?"

Malakai caught his breath, smiling "I'm good sir, bit sore but good" he nodded before kneeling for him obediently.

"Good boy" he whispered, "Now I was thinking of using the leash to guide you into the field with a pretty little bow tied around your neck and then, if you fancied it, we could see about some kind of relieve for you?"

Malakai bit his lip as he looked up at Lucas with pleading eyes "Yes sir, please, I like all of this"

Lucas nodded and handed Kai the collar with the leash attached, "Please fix this onto yourself"

Malakai took the collar and leash, fastening it around his neck comfortably before looking up at the dominant "It's on sir"

At this point, Lucas knelt down in front of the other and fastened the ribbon in a bow around his neck, "Beautiful" he whispered, "Would you like to crawl or would you like to walk?"

Malakai bit his lip "I can crawl for you sir?" he replied in a smooth voice as he looked up eager to please

Lucas nodded and gently helped move the other on his knees, "Come" he spoke as he walked onto the field, "Such a beautiful submissive"

Malakai obediently crawled along with Lucas, looking up when Lucas spoke to him "Good boy just for you sir"

Lucas smirked as they reached the centre of the field and he bit his lip, "Right then, I need you to tell me what you want Kai"

Malakai crawled with him to the centre of the field before he met eyes with Lucas "What's something you don't do usually sir?"

"Kai, that was not my question" Lucas said, his voice stern

Kai looked down as he thought for a moment before looking up slowly "I like public play a lot sir, does that help?"

"Well I would hope so as we are in the middle of a football field. Do you want to get off Kai?"

Kai chuckled "Yes I do sir" he mumbled "Please I have been a good boy"

"You most certainly have" he whispered, "So, I'll let you have a choice.... You can either ride my cock out here in the middle of the field, or you can suck my cock and after you make me cum, I will work you to an orgasm"

Kai's eyes went wide before biting his lip "Can I ride you sir?" he requested "Please"

"Of course you can Kai" he spoke, "I want you to prepare yourself though"

Kai nodded "Yes sir" he replied before he positioned himself to pull his pants off completely including underwear so he could work himself open

Lucas watched the other work himself open as he pulled down his own trousers and worked his cock until it was hard, "When you are ready, I want you to ride me Kai"

Kai moaned gently as he worked himself open, he was hard from seeing the other as well, Kai nodded "R...ready sir...please"

Lucas smirked and held his cock still, "Well come now and I like it fast and hard Kai, remember that"

Malakai moved over to Lucas, straddling him eagerly as he was desperately horny. He nodded "Yes sir, I like it rough too" he replied just as he sunk down on Lucas' cock completely without another breath

Lucas groaned out loud and he moved his hands to Kai's hips, "Fuck so tight" he breathed, "Now Kai, I want you to ride me and when you are gunna cum, you tell me"

Kai moaned loudly, very much aware that others could easily find them but he didn't care. He splayed his hands across Lucas' chest before nodding "Y...yes sir..." he said as he lifted then dropped back down on Lucas, finding a rhythm.

Lucas gripped his hand onto Kai's hips and he thrusted himself upwards a little, "Fuck you feel so good! Work for it Kai" he ordered

Kai groaned as Lucas worked with him, Kai moved to work harder and quicker for Lucas, wanting him to be pleased

Lucas was letting himself enjoy the moment as he grabbed the ribbon and pulled Kai's face to his, "Kiss me"

Being pulled down to Lucas' face as he worked himself on the dominants cock, he moaned as he pressed their lips together in a hungry kiss

Lucas licked the others lip and he groaned as he thrust his hips upwards

Malakai was unashamedly moaning the others name as he rode him hard, making sure he angled just right that it was hitting his prostate.

Lucas squeezed his fingers tighter and slapped the others still sore ass, "Fuck Kai, I am close" he mumbled, keeping hold of the ribbon in his hands

Malakai gasped when he was slapped on the ass, which was still sore "Oh fuck...Sir....I..I won't be too far off..." he bounced faster as best as he could from the angle

Lucas had moved one hand down to the grass and was gripping it in his hands as he thrust harder into the other, "Cum for me Kai, I want you to shout my name as you cum"

Malakai was sure his legs were getting quite the workout and he kept fit throughout the whole year. Just hearing those words of encouragement urged him on and he bounced a few more times before he felt that familiar feeling rush through his body and he came hard, "Lucas!" he shouted as he tried to keep pace as he came

Lucas felt the other grip around him and he shot his load deep inside him, "Fuck" he panted, "Fuck such a good boy for me!"

Malakai felt him come inside him as he continued to move for the dominant, moaned loud and near chanting the dominants name "F...fuck fuck fuck so good sir!"

Lucas had slowed his actions and was recovering with the grass under him, "Such a good boy" he whispered repeatedly

Kai was shuddering by the end and collapsed ontop of the dominant as he recovered, his breathing heavy and body covered in sweat

"How was that my good boy?"

Kai chuckled a little before looking up to see Lucas "So good sir...thank you"

#gleedsmeaster20 #malakai

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francofogarty · 4 years

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Easter Egg Event || Franco&Alexis

Who: @alittlebit-switchlexis & @submissivexhart Date: April 13, 2020 Location: By/In the Piranha Pond Easter Eggs: Franco had piranha pond, ruler, and movie character costume.

Franco was excited to do this scene. He already liked the girl and wanted more then anything to get this on the road. He had brought his iron-man onesie, the closest thing he had to a movie character costume and was dressed and stood near the Piranha Pond as he waited patiently for Alexis too arrive

Alexis was looking forward to doing her first scene at this place with Franco. He was sweet enough and, more importantly, willing enough, which instilled some sort of confidence in her. She was wearing a black jumpsuit, because she honestly had no fucking clue what supervillains were supposed to wear, and honestly, she felt left out that he was going to wear a costume and she wasn't. As she approached the pond, she smiled when she saw him waiting for her. "Why don't you make a dashing superhero?" Was her greeting as she closed the space between them. "On your knees. I just want to go over the basics before we start properly."

Franco beamed at the compliment and dropped straight to his knees, "Yeah course Miss, I am more then happy to go over it all with ya" he said with an eager nod, "What do ya wanna know?" he asked as he shifted in the grass next to the pond, the ruler in his hand

Relaxing a little, Alexis stood tall as Franco listened to his first order. "First of all, I want you to confirm your safeword with me, and you are aware you can use your safeword at any point during this scene and we will stop immediately? And then will you tell me what you expect to happen during this scene?" They had already spoken about it, but it was important to get the confirmation they were definitely on the same page whilst in the moment.13 April 2020

"My safeword is the red and yellow lights miss" he said with a nod as he looked up to her, the sun shining in his face, "And I'm thinking I get in the pond, come out to 'save the world' and the villian, you... Catches me and uses this ruler on my ass Miss"

"Good boy," She praised, "That's exactly right. I want you to stand up, hand me the ruler, and get in place now, and on my count to three, we'll begin." As Alexis waited for Franco to get into place, she stepped a few steps away from him to create enough space for the epic super showdown. She leaned against a nearby tree, before beginning to count down. "Three...two...one." She called in a clear voice, before murmuring to herself "And...action."

Franco nodded and followed her instructions too a T as he stood, handed her the ruler and got into the pond. The water was cold but it was a nice day and the height of the sun as it was midday so he didn't mind. When he heard her count, he ducked his head under the water and and on action, he rose out of the lake, acting as if he was trying not to get caught. He looked around and pulled himself out the water, "Now just to find the enemy and I can get this whole school saved!"

Alexis choked back a laugh at the sight of Franco emerging from the pond in a superhero onesie, simply because it was ridiculous in the cutest way, and let him sneak about for a moment before she slowly began moving back towards him. She used the surrounding trees to move without being detected, wanting to sneak up on him before he got a chance to. As he made his declaration, she made the last minute decision to change popping around a tree, smiling deviously. “If you want to save this school and foil my plan, you’re gonna have to catch me first.” It was a given she was going to win in the end, but why not draw it out for a second or two? Lure the little superhero into a false sense of security?

Franco turned as he heard Alexis speak and he broke character a little to laugh and smile in her direction, "Catch you! Ha, as if I couldn't" he shouted back and he started to walk towards her, "You are going down!"

Alexis tried to not smile back, a real smile, not the villain smile plastered on her face, but damn if it wasn't infectious. She waited until Franco got just close enough, before dipping away, waving the ruler around as if wielding a mighty sword.

Franco scoffed and turned to face her direction again, "You think you can stop my plans oh mighty mistress villain" he shouted on the spot, "But unless you stop me I shall win" and he went to turn towards the school

Well, she was not anticipating that, but she watched Franco head in the direction of the main building, hanging back for a bit, biding her time. She then chased after him, using the ruler to close the gap between them, tapping him lightly on the shoulder, not enough to hurt, but just so he was aware of how close behind she really was. "I don't think I can stop your plans. I know I can."

Franco giggled and doubled back to the Piranha Pond, "Oh yeah and what exactly are you going to do to stop me Miss Villain"

Alexis caught up to him, smiling wickedly, managing to grab his arm once they were running side by side, long enough to give him a threat worthy of her villainy. “I’m planning to spank you with my trusty ruler, until there’s no goodness left in you and you have no choice but join my side instead.”

"The power of your ruler doesn't scare me" he played back, "I'm never going to cave! Never" and to make it easier, as he went to run away, he pretended to fall so Alexis could have him down

Alexis closed the distance between them, kneeling down so she was at level with him when she spoke, her free hand caressing his back so he wouldn't feel compelled to suddenly stand up whilst her other hand gripped the ruler tightly. "Aww, but look at that, you've already fallen into a perfect position. And just to think, I was going to give you a headstart, but never mind." With a smirk, she stood up straight, waving the ruler in her hand like a baton as she did so, just to show off a little bit, and to give Franco a visual warning of what was about to come. "I'm only going to do a five little spanks on you, that'll be more than enough to stop you. I want you to thank me after each one. Is that clear?"

Franco looked up to her and he smirked, "You would never have caught me if I'd have not fallen but do your spanks, you won't change my mind" he spoke as he bit his lip

“Well, whatever helps you sleep at night.” She replied, “it doesn’t matter how you got into this position, but just the fact that I won.” Getting into position, she counted down to prepare Franco, before whacking the the ruler down on his ass. “That’s number one.”

Franco felt the ruler and he bit his lip, "Over my clothes huh? And you think you have the power to change my mind with that" he laughed

“Hey, I was just trying to not expose you to the elements here, I have standards even if I am a villain, but if you’d prefer to strip that little onesie off, there’s no complaints from me.” Alexis shrugged before a smirk played in her lips, “In fact, I order you to get up and take it off. And you’ll be getting two extra hard spanks for your trouble.”

Franco bit his lip and stood to remove the onesie, leaving him naked in the midday sun, "Punish all you want, I'm gunna enjoy it" he smiled as he braces for the ruler again

“And that’s an extra spank for the lack of title. And trust me, you will not enjoy it,” Alexis warned, feeling herself truly getting into the villain role now, though she did almost forget about the scene, taking a moment to take in Franck’s naked body. “Get back into your previous position. And for every time you don’t use my title, that’s an extra spanking.”

Franco moved back down to the floor but settled on all fours, arching his ass into the air, "How many spanks does it start at?"

"Well, there was originally 5 spanks, but considering your current disrespectful manner, and forgetting my title twice now it's up to 9 spanks," Alexis said, taking a moment to count it up in her head, "But I'm not a fan of odd numbers, so let's round it up to 10, shall we?" And she whacked the ruler onto his bare ass, the sound of the whack echoing. "Number one. What do you say?"

Franco groaned at the smack and he gulped, "Thank you Miss" he spoke as he shivered in delight.

"That's more like it," Alexis praised, "Good boy." And she whacked down the ruler again, making sure she was precise enough to hit the same spot. "That's number two."

Franco was groaning hard as the smacks landed. Rulers didn't hurt so this was more if a kink and he tried to will himself not to get hard but to no avail, "Thank you Miss"

Alexis smirked with each smack, enjoying the sound of the ruler hitting the skin more than she thought she would, as well as the noises Franco was making. She counted smacks number three, four and five, and on smack six - which was technically the first punishment smack - she tried to go a little bit harder, deciding to surprise him by hitting the other cheek.

Franco was content, even if his ass was a little red, "Miss that feels so good" he whispered as he thanked her, "Please Miss, make them as hard as you can"

"Like this?" She asked, smacking the ruler down for the seventh time, knowing it wasn't much harder than before but wanting him to beg. "I think you're not wanting it as much as you say you do."

Franco arched his back more and bit his lip, "Fuck Miss please, spank me as hard as you can Miss" he begged, "Please my Dick's already hard Miss"

"Well, since you've asked so nicely, good boy," And Alexis spanked him again for the 8th time extra hard. "Eight," She counted, "Two more left."

Franco made fists into the grass as the sound reverberated around the grounds, "Please fuck! Feels amazing Miss" he half screamed

"How good does it feel, Franco?" Alexis asked, as she spanked the ruler the 9th time, hovering it over his reddening ass as she waited for a response, taking in the delicious sight of him writhing on the ground in pleasure. "Does it make you want to cum? Would you like to come?"

Franco was elated to be in this position having been a while since he'd been outside like this, "Feels incredible Miss, I could cum but I'm not close enough Miss"

“Shall we see if we can change that?” Alexis asked, reaching down to rub Franco’s ass soothingly to stretch out the time between the next - and at the moment, final- spanking. “I could do this all day, adding more spanks that will make you cum, but I need you to show me how badly you want it. Don’t you want it?”

Franco was biting his lip hard as he felt her stroking his ass, "You could Miss or you could make me wait until later... Tease me all day"

“Hmmm I have to admit I like that idea,” Alexis told him, “I bet the sight of you writhing, begging for release is one to behold. But then again,” And she brought the ruler back down onto his ass for the final time, “I’m the Dominant in this situation, aren’t I? And I really enjoyed spanking you.”

Franco nodded, "I'm so obedient when I am needy Miss, I'll do anything you ask" he admitted as he felt the ruler come down again, "Fuck! That felt fucking painful" he let out.

"Was that too much?" Alexis asked, her facade slipping briefly. He said he liked it rough but she was worried that she went a step too far. Another part of her knew Franco would safeword if that was really the case, but she didn't want to actually hurt him.

"No Miss" he whispered, "Pain is good it just hurt more then the others" he whispered to her

"Okay good, I just wanted to check in for a second," She smiled, "Now officially the easter egg scene is over, as I did only say it would be 10 spanks. But since you've proved yourself to be a very good boy during this, and I have some time to kill, why don't we head back to my room? You did say you'd do anything I'd ask, and I can't wait to see you begging even more than you have this afternoon."

Franco nodded and he smiled at the other, "I would love to come back to your room Miss, it would be an honour"

#gleedsmeaster20 #alexis

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sunnysky-evans · 4 years

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egg scene - Madeline&Sky

Sky had arrived on Miss Madeline’s doorstep full of excitement. He knocked on the door and sank down to his knees next to this shopping bag. He hadn’t done too many scenes during his time at the institute and each time he got the opportunity, he felt anxious to do a good job. This time was no different, especially since Madeline was a very new friend. It was for these reasons that he was wiggling on his bottom as he waited for the door to open.

@miss-madeline-beiste

#madeline #gleedsmeaster20

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archer-clarington · 4 years

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Horsing Around | 4/16/20

Tagging: @frankiexxwilde & @archer-clarington Date: April 16, 2020 Location: Dance Studio Summary: A bit of horsing around (pony play) for points. Easter Eggs: Archer had dance studio, rope, and horse hoof shoes.

Archer wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this scene that he and Frankie had planned, but there was only one way to find out. He was kneeling on the floor of the dance studio, looking uncertainly between the horse hoof shoes near the wall and Frankie's face, so far above him in this position. This was his first pet play scene ever, and he hadn't really expected to be acting like a horse ever. At least she'd be getting off from all of this. "Ready when you are, Miss," he said after a moment. "I promise not to drop you."

Frankie had known for a bit that Archer had been spending time with Ryder, and there had been rumblings that it was getting serious. So why Archer had wanted to do this with Frankie still confused her. That being said, he did so she was there standing in front of the boy. She hadn't done a lot of pet play herself, but this didn't seem overly pet play-y other than the shoes. "Alright, tough guy," she said, dropping her pants and peeling her shirt off her body. She pulled down her lace panties and dropped her bra on the floor and stood naked in front of the boy. They had rigged a dildo on his back, bascially putting a strap on on him backwards, and the horse shoe shoes on his feet and hands. Frankie grabbed the rope and put it to his mouth, "Open," she ordered and placed the rope between his teeth, holding on to the ends like reigns. She straddled his back and sunk herself slowly on the dildo, moaning as it filled her. "Are you okay tough guy? Nod or shake your head," she ordered.

All things being equal, Archer was very glad Ryder hadn't ended up asking Frankie about watching this scene. It was a challenge to go through with this himself, especially with the mirrors surrounding them. He wasn't completely turned off, though--getting to carry around a naked Frankie helped a lot, and so did the premise of the scene, in a way he really didn't want to think too much about. Luckily, he was used to carrying things a lot heavier than Frankie. The weirdest part of it all was how he had to balance on his hands and fees in the horse hooves, and the taste of the rope in his mouth. But yeah, he was okay. He nodded, turning his head to the right to get a better look at them both in the mirror.

"Alright then," she said, finding her balance on his back, though she had her feet close to the floor to aid if necessary, "take a few steps and let us see how it goes," she suggested, feeling the movement of his body moving the dildo inside her, causing small moans to make their way to the empty room. She snuck a peek or two herself in the mirror, watching as the both moved together.

Archer swallowed and dropped his head forward again. He lifted his right hand tentatively, trying to get the hang of balancing Frankie safely on his back while moving forward. That one seemed to go well, so he moved his left leg forward, and then his left hand and his right leg. He wanted to ask how she was doing, but he couldn't do anything with the rope in his mouth. Instead, he took another couple of steps forward and looked up to check them out in the mirror again.

Each move he made moved the toy inside her and this was definitely going to get her revved up in no time. "Good job," she moaned, "Just like that," she encouraged as Archer began to get adjusted to the movements. Every once in a while, Frankie would put her feet down to raise herself up and down along the toy, her body heating with excitment as her arousal built.

It didn't take long for Archer to figure out a comfortable rhythm for moving around, though his balance was still a challenge at times. He slowed down when he had to, but god, it was really hot to hear the way Frankie was moaning on top of him as he moved around the studio. His cock began to harden between his legs, and he really hoped that he'd get to come by the end of the evening.

As Archer got more comfortable, he moved a little faster which, in turn, moved the dildo further inside her. "So good, tough guy," she moaned, getting louder and more needy as she got closer and closer to her climax. She began to rock in rhythm with his movements, gasping and whimpering as her body flushed red hot. She pulled on the reigns to get him to stop and planted her feet on either side of the boy. She rode the dildo faster and faster until she spilled over the edge of pleasure, moaning long and loudly.

Fuck. Archer stopped when Frankie indicated and looked up and into the nearest mirror to watch as she rode the toy on his back until she came. It was a bit emasculating to see her come with that toy when he could see his hard cock in the mirror, aching for a touch, but his erection didn't wane at all. Frankie coming on top of him was fucking hot.

She held onto Archer's shoulders after her orgasm subsided and she started to calm down. She panted heavily, trying to calm herself while remaining on top of him. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "Good boy," she said softly, "But i think that may be all we need for the scene, correct?"

God, Frankie felt amazing on top of him like this, but Archer had to admit it would be nice to get out of these shoes. How did women wear heels all the time?! He nodded his head in exaggeration since he couldn't speak through the rope in his mouth, hoping to get back on solid ground as soon as possible.

Frankie lifted herself off him and pulled the rope gently from his mouth. "Give me your hand, tough guy," she said, unfastening the shoe from around his hand before moved to the second. "Alright, sit on your bottom and we will get the feet off you."

Archer shifted his jaw from left to right, stretching it out now that the rope was out of his mouth. He gratefully got down onto the floor and let Frankie take the horse hooves off of his hands and feet, his cock on full display as she worked. "You enjoy that, Miss?" he asked, blinking up at her.

She noticed his erection - it was hard not to, to be honest, but she wasn't going to start anything new until they got through this part. He pulled the shoes off him and placed them next to her with the others. "I did," she nodded, "I am not sure I will be adding ponyplay to my list of enjoyed activities, but it was nice for the experience. What about you? How are you feeling, tough guy?"

Archer smirked, glad that he'd been able to show Frankie a good time despite the oddness of the kink that they'd tried together. "It was different, Miss, that's for sure," he said. He rolled his hands in circles, stretching out his wrists, and he did the same for his ankles. "Feels good not to have those shoes on anymore," he admitted.

Frankie gave him a smile, "They did not look overly comfortable, I must admit," she nodded. "Alright, I believe we are done here unless there is anything else you need for the event."

"Rope, crazy shoes, and the dance studio," Archer said, ticking them off on his fingers as he went. "Nope, Miss, we're good."

#para #p:frankie #p:horsing around #gleedsmeaster20

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sublisette · 4 years

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Easter Eggs - Lisette & Madeline (Scene 1)

Lisette drew: Pool, Crop, During Clubs/Practice

Date: April 16, 2020

Featuring: Lisette Gilbert & Madeline Beiste

Kinks: Impact Play

It had been some time since Lisette had been with anyone but Frankie, at least not without Frankie nearby, so the scenes with Madeline were definitely a change in her routine. But the Domme, still relatively new to the Institute, had been exceedingly friendly and polite, and there was no reason for Lisette to think that she would be any different in the context of a scene. She was eager to feel the slap of the crop, and to hear what it sounded like with the echoes of the pool around them - she had every intention of making sure that the scene was good for Miss Madeline as well, that she learned what good fun a crop could be put to and how nice her ass looked when reddened. Waiting just outside the pool, as promised, Lisette sunk to her knees with her arms behind her and relaxed into herself as she waited for Madeline to appear.

Madeline took a deep breath to steady herself as she looked in the mirror over her bathroom sink. Her hair was tied back adequately, and her clothes were smooth and wouldn't get in the way of using a crop for the first time. She just had on a simple blouse and skirt with tights and flats, but the outfit allowed her a decent freedom of movement in addition to looking nice. She slipped what she needed into her messenger bag and then made her way over to the pool. Seeing Lisette on her knees for her put a smile on her face, and she stepped over to the sub to set a hand on her head. She ran her fingers through her hair gently. "Such a good girl for me already," she murmured. "Come on, let's get up and go on in." She held the door open for her, and once she was inside, she sat down on a bench along the wall and set her bag on the bench next to her. "Over here, please, Lisette."

Lisette looked up slightly, smiling as Madeline's fingers tangled in her hair. It was a little, affectionate gesture that really calmed down any possible lingering nerves about their first scene. "Thank you, Miss. And of course." She got to her feet slowly and stepped inside the door. Her nose was stung by the scent of chlorine immediately, and she was reminded of pools back at home in New Jersey. "Of course, Miss." She shrugged off her jacket and set it aside to reveal the bikini she'd chosen - in keeping with the setting of their scene - and then knelt down in front of the bench.

Madeline's eyes grew wide for just a moment when she saw what Lisette was wearing--or not wearing, as the case may be. Once she caught herself, she realized that she looked just perfect for their planned scene. "You look wonderful," she told her. "Much more thematically appropriate than me," she added with a self-deprecating chuckle. "It's just a shame that the swim season is in the fall so there's not a full swim team here to see how perfect you look, too." She got the crop out of her bag and set it across her lap. "Now, tell me, Lisette. What are your limits, and what is your safeword?"

The reaction to her outfit made Lisette grin, as it was exactly what she'd been aiming for. "Thank you, Miss. But honestly, thematic or not you look amazing - that skirt is perfect on you." She would definitely have preferred the audience, but there was no way to know whether Madeline was the sort of Domme who appreciated that sort of thing or not. "Maybe next time we can do something more public, Miss, if you'd like that." She looked up at the Domme, wanting to make sure her voice could be heard clearly. "My limits are scat and vore, and my safeword is Jersey, Miss."

"Aren't you a little flirt?" Madeline asked with a grin, showing that she wasn't upset in the slightest. "Perhaps the time after next we can go public. I don't think anyone else will even be awake at 4am for our next scene," she teased. Once she had Lisette's limits and safeword, she nodded. "Thank you. Now, I've done a bit of reading about riding crops." She twirled the implement between her fingers as she spoke. "But I'd like you to tell me where you feel most comfortable being hit, as well as anywhere you absolutely don't want me to strike you."

"Maybe a little bit, Miss," Lisette chuckled. "But I'm also just being honest." She laughed in response to Madeline's comment, conceding it with a nod. "The time after next, for sure. If there's anyone up at 4AM, they're probably not going to be too interested anyway." Lisette kept her eyes on the Domme, paying careful attention to everything that she had to say. "Of course, Miss. The places I've been hit the most and enjoyed the most are breasts and ass. There honestly isn't anywhere that I'm concerned about being hit, although if you could avoid my face I'd appreciate it."

Madeline nodded. "All right," she said. "I wouldn't want to hit your face anyhow. I'm not going to start off with a plan for where all I'll strike you, but we'll see what happens, okay? Keep you on your toes a bit." She grinned and got up, striding over near one side of the pool. There were some short diving blocks there for competitive swimming. "Come on over here and bend over, grabbing onto the block for balance. Spread those legs nice and wide for me--I want your back fairly flat."

"I appreciate it, Miss," Lisette smiled. She wasn't the biggest fan of being hit there, so if Madeline didn't want to then that suited her just fine as well. "Sounds like fun, Miss!" If it wasn't going to be predictable then she was going to enjoy it much more. She padded across the pool deck, taking not of the blocks and spreading her legs as wide as possible once she'd bent over without making herself uncomfortable. "How's that, Miss?"

Madeline watched while Lisette moved into position, and she smiled as she clearly pushed herself to get into the position she'd been told. "Hm," Madeline hummed. She lightly tapped the inside of each of the sub's ankles with the crop, but she didn't actually make her spread her legs any wider. "That's perfect, Lisette," she said, satisfied. "Now remember, you have a safeword if you need it," she added before aiming a test swat at her ass.

Lisette waited for further direction when her ankles were tapped, but it wasn't forthcoming so she stayed in position and smiled. "Thank you, and understood, Miss." Safewording when she'd hit her limit wasn't her strength, but she was working hard at that. The first swat made her hum pleasurably, and she wriggled as much as her position allowed. "Thank you, Miss."

"Good girl," Madeline said, smiling to herself at the thanks. That wasn't something she'd been expecting, but she liked it very much. She swatted her a few more times with the crop, varying the placement--both on top of her swim bottoms and on the exposed skin of her ass and thighs below the fabric--and the intensity. Once she felt like she had a good enough understanding of the toy, she paused. "That was just a warm up," she explained. "From here on out, I'd like you to count each hit for me. Any questions?"

Lisette certainly had no issue with a riding crop, and she made sure that each strike was met with a pleasurable noise. If she could reassure Madeline, make her more confident in the tool, that could only help the both of them. "Not at all, Miss, I understand. I'll count each strike for you. Would you like me to thank you for each one as well?" She was happy either way, the thanks could always be done at the end.

Madeline smiled at Lisette's thorough response. "You decide on that, Lisette," she said. "Only thank me when you feel appreciative." A deep breath helped her to steady herself before she started landing a series of harder hits, alternating between Lisette's left and right cheeks. She smiled to herself as the harder smacks echoed out against the tiled walls of the pool. She paused after the tenth hit. "I think the echo is actually a pretty satisfying part of the scene," she commented lightly. "Have you been paying attention?"

There really was no feeling quite as fun as pain, Lisette decided. Madeline might not have been an expert with the crop, but she had the technique figured out quickly enough and the sharp sting of each impact against her ass was firm proof of that. "I think you're right about that, Miss, there are excellent acoustics in here." It made each blow sound much stronger than it felt, and the audible feedback was impressive. "Ten, Miss. I kept track," she insisted proudly.

"Good girl," Madeline said, running the end of the crop against Lisette's pink cheeks. "You're doing a very good job for me." With that, she started the smacks up again, moving less predictably this time. She landed strikes all over Lisette's ass and thighs, pausing for a number in between each hit.

Lisette wriggled under the praise, keeping her feet planted and her back as level as possible. "Thank you, Miss!" She grinned in delight as the crop's target began to shift from ass to thighs and back again, answering each strike with a number and working in a thanks every on every fifth one. She was ecstatic at the way Madeline was reddening her skin, and she wanted the Domme to know it.

Madeline couldn't help the smile on her face as Lisette thanked her for the pain. She'd known people could be turned on by impact play, but it was another thing entirely for her to be the one causing the pain. It sent a thrill through her that was an altogether new sensation for her. She continued her strikes, building up a rhythm until Lisette's ass was so red, she wasn't sure it was safe to go much further. "Such a good girl for me," she praised, putting a hand against the sub's back. "How are you feeling?"

Lisette's breathing was rapid and her eyes were dilated by the time that Madeline came to a stop, at which point she announced the final count and her thanks in a hazy voice that belied her physical condition. "So good, Miss," she smiled. "Thank you so much for all of that - and don't let anyone ever tell you that you don't know what you're doing with a crop. Because you so do." Lisette knew just how wet she was, and the state of her ass, and she was delighted by the entire scene. She'd never expected the Easter event to be so much fun.

Madeline rubbed Lisette's back. "You're very welcome, Lisette," she said proudly. "And thank you for the compliment." She reached down to grab one of the sub's hands and helped her up to her feet. Looking her in the eye, she asked, "Are you okay to walk with me back to my room? Do you need anything now?"

Lisette eased her way to her feet, stretching a little to work out her kinks. "I'm..." she shook her head, starting over. "I'm okay to walk, Miss, but I'm very deep right now." Her voice felt far away, but she made sure to look at Madeline as she spoke. "If we can cuddle for a while, that'd go a long way to bringing me back." She didn't know whether Madeline was good with that or not, but she knew it was key to scenes she had with Frankie.

"Okay," Madeline said, her brain going a mile a minute when she realized that deep meant deep in subspace. She definitely hadn't expected that to happen with one of her first actual scenes ever. She wound an arm around the sub's shoulders and guided her back to the bench along the wall. "Let's get that coat on you again, and we can head back to my place for all the cuddles you could possibly need." Once she was covered up again, Madeline put her things away in her bag, slung it over her shoulder, and wrapped her arm back around Lisette's shoulders. "Ready?"

Lisette happily gave herself over into Madeline's care, glad to be with a Dominant that was so capable despite only arriving recently. Shrugging into her coat seemed more complicated than usual, but she was happy to have it on so that she could lean against Madeline once again. "That sounds perfect, Miss, thank you." Cuddles were the perfect way to end any scene in her mind, and it would be neat to enjoy them with the Domme. "Ready, Miss," she promised, letting herself be led out of the pool into the Ohio air.

#gleedsmeaster20 #scenes: madeline #c: madeline

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cassidyastorxaviershaw · 4 years

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Easter Egg Event || Eli&Hunter

Who: @hunterclaringtonswitch & @elihummelsub Date: April 15, 2020 Location: Hunter’s Quarters Easter Eggs: Eli had rolled up newspaper, flogger, and cane

Eli was excited to do a scene with Hunter and he made sure to bring all the tools needed in case Hunter didn't have them. He headed there straight after class and he knelt on the floor, knocking and smiling at Hunter as he answered, "Hey Sir"

Hunter opened the door for Eli and motioned the sub to enter. "You can stand and walk in, Eli," he said, noting the impact toys in his hands. "Did you have a good day? It's interesting seeing some of the scenes playing out in the halls."

Eli nodded and stood to enter the room. Once inside he knelt down again and he looked upwards, "Yeah it was super interesting. It's been a rough week so this will be good for me Sir. I should warn you I have some marks on my ass and my back, they don't hurt but they are there"

Nodding, Hunter said, "I'll try to avoid the existing marks with the cane. That would probably sting quite a lot. I was thinking the most comfortable place for this would be a bedroom, so you can lay over the bed?" He nodded in the direction of the room, indicating Eli should follow.

Eli nodded and moved with Hunter to the bedroom. He took a breath and knelt next to the bed, "You don't have to be careful, I kinda enjoy the pain right now Sir"

Hunter raised a brow. "Oh really?" he asked, unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt and rolling the sleeves up his forearms. "Why don't you take off your clothes, Eli? Lay the toys on the table and then bend over the bed."

"Yeah really, it provides welcome distraction" he explained as he out the toys on the table. The newspaper, flogger and cane before removing his clothes, leaving himself naked. As he bent over the bed, his marks were revealed, welts from the belt the most prominent

Grasping the silk blindfold, Hunter stepped towards the bed, passing a hand over the marks on Eli's fair ass. "Fun marks or not so fun?" he asked, then let the silk trail up Eli's spine before he slipped it around the sub's eyes.

"Oh I asked for them, it wasn't a punishment. It was to distract from my thoughts" he said with a nod as he shivered at the silk and then it covered his eyes, "I like silk"

"Pain is a definite distraction," Hunter agreed, checking the knot in the blindfold. He chuckled slightly. "Thought it would be a nice contrast to the other, harder items." He picked up the newspaper, rolling it into a cylinder and slapping it on his palm. "How many swats with each do you think, Eli?"

"It's the best kind of distraction" he agreed as he laughed a little, "Honestly Sir, I was thinking maybe 5 with the newspaper, 10 with the flogger and 20 with the cane"

Hunter nodded and instructed, "If anything gets to be too much, what's your safeword?"

Eli smiled, "Knew you'd never forget that Sir. My safeword is the traffic lights Sir"

"Anyone who forgets to ask for a safeword has no business taking on the responsibility of domming someone," Hunter said seriously, running the newspaper over the curve of Eli's ass.

"That's very right Sir" he said with a nod as he felt the newspaper, "That's really obvious what toy that is Sir"

"Well, I think we should still do the spanks, don't you?" he said, then used the roll of newspaper to deliver a pair of precise blows to Eli's butt.

Eli bit his lip to stop the giggle as the two smack landed. It was paper and it didn't hurt one bit, "Thank you Sir"

Quickly, Hunter finihed using the newspapers and then asked, "So Eli, what was I spanking you with?"

Eli bit his lip, "That Sir was the rolled up newspaper" he grinned, turning his head to look at Hunter, "Thank you for the spanks Sir"

"Correct," Hunter said, patting Eli's ass in congratulations. Next he picked up the flogger and let the soft leather straps trail along Eli's skin, using it to tickle his balls teasingly.

Eli groaned a little as he felt the flogger against his balls and he gripped the next a little tighter, "Stop teasing" he whispered biting his lip

Hunter arched a brow. "Oh? Telling me what to do now?" he asked, then snapped his wrist and let the straps impact one of Eli's pale thighs.

Eli bucked a little at the hit and he bit his lip, "Sorry Sir, I just can't handle being teased right now, I'm worried I'll get too turned on Sir"

Another blow landed but Hunter smiled. "It's okay if you get hard Eli...Do you think you can cum from the spankings?"

Eli gulped and he shrugged, "I think maybe I could get really close, I am already hard Sir. just from the newspaper"

"That's fine then," he said, trailing the leather over Eli's skin again, alternating spanks and stroking.

Eli was letting himself slip into his subspace as Hunter toyed with him using the flogger. He thanked him after every hit and he stopped trying to hide the moans escaping him

When he got to 10 blows, Hunter let the leather trail up Eli's back. "That's 10, Eli. What was I spanking you with?"

Eli shivered at the sensations and the marks he could feel as he bit his lip and groaned, "That was the flogger Sir"

"Very good, Eli. You're good at this, aren't you?" he praised, tossing the flogger aside and picking up the cane. He let is swish through the air, the sound audible.

Eli knew what was coming next and he was torn between hard and scared. Cane's were more painful but he could handle it, "Please Sir, please use the cane on me Sir"

Hunter ran the cool tip of the cane along Eli's back, down to his ass, sliding it between the other man's cheeks. "You want to be caned, Eli?"

Eli felt his stomach flip as the cane slipped between his ass cheeks and he nodded, "Yes Sir, please cane me Sir"

Letting the cane slide along Eli's cock, Hunter then pulled the tool back and delivered 2 quick but not overly hard strikes to Eli's ass

Eli felt the flutter in his stomach as the cane made impact and he moaned out loud, his cock rubbing against the bed, "Harder please" he whimpered

"Do you want to hump the bed, Eli? While I slap your ass with this cane?" Hunter teased, the next hits harder that the first.

Eli blushed a deep crimson as Hunter made the suggestion and he looked at the other, his cheeks glowing bright, "Hump the bed Sir?"

"You can, Eli. Go ahead and rock against the mattress. Your poor cock looks like it needs some relief," He said, landing another pair of strikes.

Eli couldn't believe he was about too do this but he rocked against the mattress, getting enough friction as he moved closer and further away from Hunter, "Fuck Sir, feels so good.... Being so good" he whispered as he slipped further into his subspace

"You are being good. No whining or complaining, just taking your spanking like a good boy," he said, applying the cane again.

Eli nodded as he kept thrusting himself on the mattress, "Being good for you Sir" he moaned out, his cock painfully hard and leaking, "Please Sir, please cane me harder"

Every few blows, Hunter upped the intensity until Eli's pale ass was striped red. He ran a hand over the heated skin and hummed, "Your ass looks so pretty like this."

Eli groaned as he felt hunters hand on ass and he bit his lip, "Sir it feels so good and I'm so close" he mumbled, "Can I help you sir, can I make this good for you"

"I'm already enjoying this, Eli," he said, cane snapping against Eli's ass. "You cum like a good boy and you can suck my cock, how's that sound?"

Eli nodded eagerly as he rubbed against the mattress again, "Yes Sir, I really want to suck your cock Sir" he begged as he felt the heat start to rise inside him, the marks the cane left making him moan with pleasure and pain

Hunter used the tiip of the cane to tap Eli's ball, not going for pain there, merely stimulation, then slid it between his cheeks again before another sharp spank.

Eli gave a yelp and he bit his lip as the action made his body go into overtime and he slipped fully into subspace as he came hard over the mattress

Hearing Eli yelt and seeing his hips jerking against the bed, Hunter sat on the mattress beside him, big hand running up and down his back.

Eli collapsed to the bed and as he tried to regain his breath, his head swimming as he floated where he wanted to be

Hunter let Eli enjoy the afterglow, even as he opened his trousers and let his hard cock out, stroking himself idley.

It didn't take Eli long to notice Hunter's cock in his hand and he dropped down to his knees, ignoring the pain from the marks, "Please Sir, please may I suck your cock?"

Nodding, Hunter rested his good hand on the back of Eli’s head. “Go ahead, Eil. You were very good for me.”

Eli grinned as he brought his head to Hunter and started to work his cock. He started slow but added pace as he began to deep throat the other man.

Hunter sighed happily, enjoying the wet heat of Eli's mouth and resting a hand on the other man's head

When and felt the hand, he worked himself harder and faster and made himself gag numerous times, "Tastes so good" he mumbled, using the vibrations in his throat to make Hunter feel better

“Good boy, Eli,” Hunter breathed, groaning as he felt Eli’s throat clench and vibrate around him.

Eli felt Hunters stomach against his head as he pushed himself further still, just wanting the man's release, "Please" he whimpered

“Gonna cum soon,” Hunter wheezed in a warning, giving Eli a chance to pull back if he didn’t want it in his mouth.

At the warning, Eli made himself go down so Hunters load would drain straight into his throat

“Fuck!” Hunter hissed, his orgasm hitting hard and he thrust lightly into Eli’s mouth as he came.

Eli swollowed down everything Hunter had to offer and he slurped and sucked to clean the other off as he came up, "Thank you" he whispered, his voice light as he floated in subspace

Hunter enjoyed the endorphins and then settled back on the bed, hand rubbing Eli’s back as they relaxed.

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Easter Eggs || Elliott & Nate

Who: @elliottanderson-gabriel & @domitxnate Date: April 14, 2020 Location: Pools Easter Eggs: Elliott had during third hour with a kickboard for swimming with scarves.

At the start of third hour, Nate was already in the shallow end of the pool waiting for Elliott with a kick board and scarves. When the Switch appeared, Nate gave him a smirk and told him to come into the water. "Alright, so I'm thinkin' I use the scarves to tie the kick board to your back. It's slightly bouyant, so when I flip ya over you'll be able to lay on it to help float and catch your breath. Now, are ya lookin' for anythin' sexual in this scene? Or just playin' with the whole breathin' thing?"

Elliott hurried to the pool when third hour started, he smiled when he saw Nate and quickly shed his clothes to just his swimmers before getting in "That sounds like a plan sir, it'll be interesting to say the least. Um well I've not done it before so not sure how my body will react to it sir so we'll start playing with the breath play?"

"Sounds good," he smiled, "I just didn't wanna ruin somethin' ya were expectin'," he said. He got Elliott all set up, tying the kick board with the scarf so it was placed firmly on his back and then Nate helped him to float on his back. "Alright darlin'. If ya need to safe word, I've kept your arms untied so ya can tap me, alright?" he explained and once everyone was set, he rolled Elliott over so that his face was submerged in the water. He counted to five before using the kickboard to resurface the boy.

Elliott nodded as he made sure to make it as easy as he could for Nate to get him on the board, he nodded as he watched him as he was floating on the board "Yes sir" he was nervous about this new scene but he trusted that Nate would make sure he was okay. He took in a couple breaths before he was turned over, he was used to being underwater for a period of time so when he resurfaced, he took a breath before looking at Nate, nodding "I'm good sir"

"Good boy," he hummed giving Elliott a couple of breaths before turning him again. Nate kept him under water slightly longer, just by a few seconds before turning him over again. He did this a few times, adding a second or two to the submerging before giving him air again. After about the 4th time he let Elliott up for air, he gave him more time to breathe. "How ya doin' darlin'?"

Elliott smiled before taking his breaths between each time he was resurfaced, making sure he was getting the air he needed considering he was going under for slightly longer times. By the fourth time, he was brought back up, he took in a deep breath before smiling, he was a little breathless but guess that was the point "I..I'm good sir...it's...a thrill actually" he smiled

"Oh yeah?" Nate smiled back, "Alright, that's good to know. We're gonna go again," he said, flipping the boy over and submerging him again, this time for a few seconds longer. He wanted to test the boy, but not so far as to cause any significat issues. Knowing Elliott was a swimmer meant that Nate didn't have to coddle him too much, so he kept him under longer before letting him up again.

Elliott nodded "Yes sir" he replied before he was flipped over into the water, he was under for longer and luckily he had the swimming training and had a good lung capacity, he was still upside down which if he didn't stay calm would cause him to get water up his nose when just before he was flipped, did happen for a second and he coughed a little before waving off Nate in case he worried "Water went up my nose"

Nate kept him above water as he was coughing, giving him a moment to relax, "Gotta remember to blow out ya nose," he smirked, knowing it was what every swimmer heard over and over again. "Take your time, get yourself back to normal," he said waiting for Elliott's breathing to get back on track again.20 April 2020

Elliott nodded as he chuckled "Swimming 101 right?" He teased before nodding as he took some deep breaths before looking at Nate "I'm okay, just a misstep sir"

"Good to hear, darlin," he smiled and once he felt Elliott was back to normal breathing, he turned him again. This time he extended the amount of time until he gave the boy a quick air again, then another submerger before letting him up again. "So, how ya feelin'? What's goin' through your head with havin' your ability to breathe in someone else's hands?"

Elliott took some breaths before he was back under, he remembered his swimming tactics and kept calm and collected, he was brought back before going back again before he was on his back once more, he was taking feel breaths "It's an adrenalin rush sir...for sure but I enjoy it as I have a good lung capacity anyways...I don't mind it"

"We will have to try again when we're in a play to add a sexual spin to it," he chuckled, untying Elliott and helping him back to his feet. "Do ya need anythin'? Don't move too fast, get your body used to bein' vertical again."

Elliott chuckled "I would like that sir, you know me, anything sexual is always good with me" he said as he slowly got off the board before holding the edge of the pool a little "Just um...yeah I need a moment to get.my equilibrium back to normal but I think I'm good..unless you want something sir?"

"Let's keep that in mind," he smirked, taking a look over Elliott's body and making sure everything was good. "Definitely, take your time, darlin'," he said, "No need to rush. Nah, I'm good darlin', just wanna make sure everythin' is okay with y'all movin' forward."

Elliott smiled gently before letting go of the side to make sure he was truly okay "You're sweet...thank you sir" he said "I'll be fine I promise, if I feel off I'll let you know?" Elliott explained "Can I hug you sir?"

He smiled, "Sure, if that's what ya need, darlin," he said, opening his arms for the hug.

Elliott beamed before going into the man's arms, sighing a little as they hugged, Elliott could be real affectionate sometimes and even just a hug placated him "Thank you sir..." He said as he pulled back "Thanks for helping me with my scene...wasn't sure how it would work out actually "

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