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Boys Dare....
Truth or dare is one of my favorite games with personals. It is almost always light hearted and fun, but once in a while a tasty tid-bit is tossed my way from another Dom or friend in the scene when one of them is out for a night of fun and fetish without me. As was the case this night. W was allowed to go to hell one night unaccompanied. Unaccompanied was the key. His cbt-3000 securely locked into place, I sent him off with a firm pat on the ass and a simple set of rules.
"One, you may be spanked or bound with ropes. No other forms of play while out tonight." I looked into his hazel eyes that were more green than not this evening, they were a beautiful contrast to the black of his shirt.
"Two, you may have one drink only. One."
"Three, be home by 11:30."
Now normally number three I wouldn't care about. I called my girlfriend Ami and told her to help him fail. She laughed and said she would be more than happy to help me out. W has a weekness for feet, dirty smelly feet and Ami knew this. She informed me she had been wearing her brown boots all day and would keep them on. That sealed the deal, there was no way he could resist what was captured within the confines of that soft brown leather.
I got a text at 11 from Ami, 3 beers down and he was sucking her toes as she typed. "What a slut!" she proclaimed about my boy.
I returned her text that she was to start playing truth or dare with him. I told her to lead as long as the slut was willing to follow. Then when she was ready to go home blindfold him and bring his sorry ass to me. At 2:30 I got a text that they would be coming through my garage just to disorient him. I had been burning incense to change the smell of my home, knowing full well that he would be comfortable with my friend whom he had always been allowed to service and fail me this night completely.
What a site, my bearded boy W, placed to kneel at the foot of the bed on his knees blindfolded by her panties using her nylons to keep them securely placed over his nose and eyes. His head was hanging a bit low, I suspected he was feeling a bit guilty. Ami called out "Truth or dare foot slut?"
"Dare Mistress Ami, Dare please." W wiggled uncomfortable in the leather jeans he had worn out, no doubt his device was restricting the infernal hard on of his beautiful cock. And his cock is beautiful, magnificent I might point out. Yes, magnificent. That is the word. I can imagine the sensitive skin straining against the plastic spiked ring that I had placed there earlier that evening. I moved behind him and ran my fingers through his hair. Strangely, he sat upright, his posture correcting at my touch. But said nothing.
Ami stood beside me her grin was colossal and I could tell he was wired up, it must have been quite a scene at the club that night. "TRUTH!" she growled into the stone still submissive's ear that waited before us, his mistress and surrogate for the night.
"Truth, Goddess Ami, your wish is my pleasure Mistress." His head turned to face her, and steel hand landed firmly upon his cheek. I moved quickly to sit in my overstuffed arm chair and curled up to watch her perform for me.
My good friend was eating this up, so why should I deny her the fun? "Do you love your Mistress?"
Again, his head lifted and his back straightened where I thought it could not. "Goddess Ami, my Mistress is the only love of my life, she is the air I breath, the stone I walk upon, the warmth in my blood, without her," he turned to face her, struggling on his knees, to find the correct direction, "without her goddess, I am incomplete."
"Truth or dare slut." her tone was flat now as she twirled an electric green crop in her lithe fingers. I wondered where she was going with this. I admit I did have to read her face, which at this moment I couldn't read.
"Dare Mistress, please DARE!" he had fallen to her feet and was lying there, as he turned to the side I could see he was rock hard, no device intact. Instantly I was furious I wanted to dismiss my friend and kennel the dog for a month. I looked at her and silently asked about his chastity device. Ami Shrugged not having had him remove it. I pointed to the keys on the nightstand beside my bed.
"Truth it is. How long has your Mistress had you in chastity pig?" She raised a brow as he froze for the first time during their little game. Her leather boot landed squarely between his legs as she snapped at him, "answer slut, how long!"
"Goddess Ami, my Mistress," he coughed and cried out "My Mistress, she has placed me in chastity just this evening." He curled into a fetal ball and continued coughing. I raised a curious glance.
"On your back" the command was quicker than the little jezzabelles response, but there straining against those tight leather jeans was a raging boner, it was larger than usual, but then again, we had not played like this in sometime, I could understand his arrousal. What I did not understand was HOw he removed that damned device of mine. She ran a crop over the mountain in his crotch and he at once reacted. "Truth or Dare."
He smiled and as if he were looking straight at ME standing above him, which was rather unsettling, he sighed "Truth Mistress, if it should make you happy."
"what's this?" The woman flicked the swollen cock that sat there with the crop she had been toying with, teasing the both of us, mocking me, his Mistress, owner and lover. I was enraged and wanted nothing more than to end this charade and beat him within an inch of his life for being such a sorry fucking disapointment.
I looked at him, stone faced, his chiseled hard body quivered, but I swear I saw him smile. I swear the whore looked as if he was holding back a laugh as he answered "a cock Mistress" he laughed now, "this sluts Mistress's cock Goddess Ami". v
We were stummped, and both of us so frazzled we hadn't noticed his blindfold had slipped just enough for him to see where he was. Whether or not he knew I was there, was mute, for he surely knew now he was in my home and was now enjoying his game. I love him for his humor and he had been taking Ami for a ride for the last 45 min while she and I played cat and mouse with him. She and I stared at one another dumbfounded that he would admit in one breath that he was in chastity, then admit his slutty penis was hard.
I stepped down upon it and he grimmaced but laughed harder. As my bare foot slid down accross the soft leather pants I too started laughing as I realized he had worn my Hitachi dildo attachment in his pants just as I would wear a girl cock under a suit, to pack a little punch in his leather jeans. I fell down laughing as I stripped him out of his jeans to find is device and cock tucked, now not so neatly, into the backside of my dildo where it would attach to my magic stick. I kissed his belly and removed his device allowing him to be free from the spiked ring that had been kicked into his shaft. I rubbed the little purple rings and removed the panties from his head. "Truth or dare?" I stared into his eyes now with a serious question in my voice.
"Mistress, I ... Whatever pleases my goddess" I didnt notice Ami slip out through the garage door.
"Tonight you sleep here, on the floor, where I found you at 2:30, beer STILL on your breath footwhore." He maynot have removed his chastity device, however, he came home 3 hours late playing with someone beyond his allowances for the evening, having been drinking as well. For this he would have to be punished, but not while I was angry.
"Yes Mistress, may I please tuck you in?"
"NO". I spat as I turned out the light tossed a pillow and blanket to the naked slut at the foot of my bed and tucked myself in grinning, knowing full well he was happy to be there. I began to play with my hitachi tucking that blue cock my boy had worn that night, "I'll tuck myself in with your fake girl cock boy".
There was just the buzz of my wand for a few minutes in the early morning darkness in my room. As we drifted to sleep, he whispered up from his place at the foot of my bed "Mistress"?
"Yes pet"? My tummy was tight and I was beginning to shudder ....
"Thank you for keeping me tonight" his thanks was dreamy and sweet, and as I finished shuddering from my self-induced orgasm, I heard his gentle breathing in place of my wand. Smiling I rolled over, falling fast asleep without thought for the punishments that would have to be considered in the daylight. Now I was satisfied and sleepy.