The piercing broke ed. Completely. He began to understand his role with Joel, in a completely different way: Joel ruled, period. Also, now that he had stopped resisting his conqueror, he began to enjoy sex with Joel a whole lot more. There were things that still hurt, and Joel did enjoy seeing him in pain, but ed could very easily make a list of his five favorite things that Joel did. Nip torture, with just his fingers, was up there. And fucking. For all the playing and all the toys, and everything else , ed loved a simple butt fuck with Joel plowing him. And of course, ass eating. If ed planned his favorite "sexual meal," it would involve nip torture, then being rolled over, having his ass eaten, and then fucked. For at least half an hour. He was thinking this on Saturday. He was alone in the apartment, with Joel out shopping. Joel was visiting, as he called it "the toy store," and he didn't want ed to know what he was getting. A sign of how the relationship had changed, was that ed wasn't tied up. Joel hadn't even chained his ankle to the sofa: he knew, ed wasn't going anywhere.
"I want you right now , marine boy, but I'm gonna wait. When I come back. And I want you to use your judgement. Make yourself pretty. Make me want you even more than I do."
"Yes Sir" was ed's response. This was the first time that Joel had trusted him to dress himself. He knew that if he didn't do a good job, it would be the last time.
"Make yourself pretty." ed decided to start with cleaning himself out real well. Joel had commented on his "pretty pink hole," and he wanted to present that. Then he showered. Bristles were beginning to appear on his chest and pubes, but that was Joel's job. There was NO WAY he should shave himself.
The nipple ring still stung a little, but he tried to clean it, very gently. His cock, locked up, began to grow. Joel was right, as usual: the tit ring made him even more sensitive.
Now how to dress? They hadn't used them, but a few weeks ago, Joel had bought ed a set of very shear briefs: about speedo size, but of a very shear material. There were different colors. Joel seemed to like ed in blue, and white, so he picked the blue ones. Then black socks: the thin, shear ones, which knotted easily into gags, in case Sir wanted to gag him.
His closet was filled with clothes that Joel liked, and ed had to admit, even before he was broken, that Joel had better taste. What would he like today? He remembered the blue and white combination and pulled out a shirt with a very thin blue stripe pattern on a white background. Snug, but it fit. Then he smiled. He wasn't going to button the collars and he wasn't going to roll up the sleeves.
Finally, tan chinos. Snug, but with a little bit of room.
Just as he was fitting his belt through the slacks - the one with the big buckle that Joel had used for whipping his ass a time or two - he got a text from Joel. "I'm ten minutes away from home. Bought you some new toys, Hope you're ready "
ed texted back "Yes sir. I am. Shall I sent you a photo?" The answer that came back was "Of your ass. Bent over, let me see that hole. The train is crazy. I need stimulation." ed did the best he could in setting up the photo. He sent it. The answer came back "Much better in person. Get ready."
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Waiting for Joel to arrive was almost an agony for ed. Joel had fucked him the day before, but it was sort of a "routine" fuck, with no roleplay, or anything else. He had a feeling today was going to be a little different. He was right. ed was sitting just out of the sightline of the door, so he didn't see Joel when he came back as much as he heard him. Joel walked in and looked at ed, who smiled. "Welcome back Sir." Joel went over to the table and put down the bag. Then he looked at ed. "OVER HERE. ON YOUR KNEES."
ed got up and walked over. Before he did anything , he looked at Joel and smiled. "I SAID ON YOUR KNEES." " yes sir." ed swallowed hard, and dropped to his knees. "YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO." "Not a word about how I look," ed thought, as he opened Joel's zipper. When the hard, red , angry cock popped out , he swallowed it, and began making slurpy noices. "Oh yeah. Nothing like having a hot, preppy blond do your cock - especially if he's a marine too - RIGHT marine boi?" ed stopped for a second and looked up: "yes sir," and then got back to what he was doing. Joel smiled. His bitch was doing a damn good job today, and he DID look pretty. Joel could easily take him out that night looking like this, but he had something else in mind. He pulled back and ed went for his cock, almost falling over. Joel put his hand around his cock, and began whipping it around ed's face, hitting his cheeks, his nose, and his lips. "How's that cock taste soldier boi?" "It's great Sir. REALLY REALLY GREAT. MMMMMM." He continued to suck as Joel pushed it in, and pulled it out. Once when he pulled it out, he barked at ed "SPIT ON IT MANCUNT" ed had forgotten how HOT that name made him feel. He hated "marine boi," he loved "mancunt, " "manbitch," and "studbottom." He spewed a big mouthful of saliva onto Joel's cock, and started sucking again. "That's right boi. Extra lube. Makes everything better, doesn't it fucktoi?" ed's hair was short, so Joel grabbed him by the back of the neck, and shoved his head forward, holding it there, while ed slurped away. When he had first become Sir Joel's property, something like this would make him gag, and choke. Now, though, he could hold that position for at least a minute - which is exactly how long Joel held him there, before he pulled out again, Yet again he slapped his cock against ed's face. He sneered. "marine boi wants this in more than his mouth, right bitch?" "yes sir" ed answered. Joel reached down and pulled his tit ring "I DIDN'T HEAR YOU SOLDIER BOI" "YES SIR. YES SIR. I WANT IT IN MY MANCUNT. MY WORTHLESS MANCUNT." "Strip, " was all Joel said. When he saw the briefs ed was wearing, he smiled. "That's enough. Get on all fours. " "Yes sir." "These are sheer enough, you'll feel this, bitch." Joel got on the floor, and he began to push his tongue up against the cloth around Joel's hole. It WAS thin enough, and ed felt it. He began to moan. "OH OOOOOOOOOOOOOH. OH YES SIR. YES SIR. FEELS SO GOOD." Joel pulled the cloth away from ed's ass. "My my. Marine boi did a good thorough cleaning while I was out. Look at that pretty pink hole." ed felt Joel's thumb pushing into him. He started moaning louder. "OH SIR. OH GOD. THAT'S BETTER THAN THE TONGUE. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH.
He almost fell over as Joel dug deeper, and deeper. He heard the sound, then felt the wet, of Joel spitting into his hole, and then his finger, driving the "lube" in further.
Then he felt the cock. Joel's big, beautiful, hard, RIGIDLY hard, cock, plunging in. "OH YES. OH YES. FUCK ME SIR. TAKE MY BLOND MARINE ASS." Joel started to laugh. "Your SLAVE ass bitch. Don't forget what you are... MANCUNT" Joel was up against ed's prostate, and that, plus the word, was driving him insane. His own cock was banging against the cage, desperate. He wanted to ask , to beg, for Joel to let him out so he could release his own jizz, which was dripping all over the floor. "You're gonna lick that up, PIG" Joel kept pounding "Yes sir. Sorry Sir. I couldn't control myself.." Then a high pitched whine came out of ed "What's the matter soldier boi? Enjoying it too much?" "Yes sir. Yes. OH GOD. It's so good. You're so hard.." Joel pulled out. "Flip over on your back, studmuffin. Don't lay in the jizz. You ARE gonna clean it up." ed did what he was told and now Joel was fucking him on his back, his legs up in the air. "You're just like one of those fucking beetles, trapped. Legs in the air, can't go anywhere. Except you're not a beetle. YOU"RE A BITCH . SAY IT!" "I'M A BITCH SIR. I'M YOUR BITCH. YOUR COCK SLAVE. " Joel began pounding faster and faster. He laughed. "DAMN do I wish I had taken out the toys . You're gonna love me and hate me. FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" he began to shoot into ed, filing him like a cream puff. When he pulled out, he smiled. "You want your own relief, marine boi? " "YES SIR. PLEASEE PLEASE " "Hah hah Yeah. I'm gonna let you jizz. When you get done, I'm gonna show you your new present. And you're gonna want the cage all the time.
But you're NOT gonna get it." ed was so desperate he almost forgot to say "Thank you Sir" when Joel released him. His moaning continued. Loud. "What're you thinking about eddie boi?" "I'm thinking about how you bested me Sir. How you beat me the first time. The second time. The piercing. OH FUCK OH FUCK... " ed had a remarkable ability to shoot his cum in the air. This went up about two, maybe two and a half feet, and Joel laughed as it fell down on ed's chest. "You know what to do." "Yes sir. I understand." ed began cleaning his jizz off his body, and putting it in his mouth. Then he got back on all fours, to lick up the pre cum he had spilled. He couldn't see what Joel was doing , but he heard packages opening. Joel got down on the floor with him. He had what looked like three tweezers in his hands. "New clamps for my boi. You've outgrown the regular ones. And on that pierced tit... OH GEEZ I'm getting hard again "But there are three Sir." "Heh heh heh. Remember when I said you'll beg for the cage? " ed gulped. "Really Sir? You can use that on my cock?" "Just. Like.. This." Joel took one of them and attached it to the tip of ed's cock. He screamed. Joel just laughed louder. "Now stand up marine boi. " "I can't sir.. ." "Stand up, or I'll take it off, and put it back on again when you do." Wincing, ed got on all fours. He felt the SMACK of Joel's hand on his ass. He stood, hands behind his back, and tried to fight back the tears of pain, as the clamp hung from his cock. "Eventually, you're gonna be able to hold that for a whole minute, then five, and then...." Joel released it and ed howled again. "You want your cage back?" "Yes sir. Yes. Thank you Sir. Thank you." Joel sent him off to clean up before he locked him again. "
"So, we're gonna have a new piece of furniture delivered too, edmundo. Sort of a massage table, but it moves on its base. So I can make it vertical, chain you to it, and have more fun..." "when is it arriving Sir?" "Probably Monday. We'll play with it after we register for the new semester. Right now, though, go and get yourself cleaned up. We're going out tonight. I gotta pick your outfit. " He didn't tell ed about the leather harness that was coming too.