Chris

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Humiliation and intimidation were things I’d thought about for a long time, but I’d never really told Jason about it—mostly because it was too humiliating. But when I was alone, after he fell asleep, I would watch videos on my phone with the sound turned off, videos of guys being flogged and humiliated then used by a bunch of men, and all in public. Watching those videos made me come so fast it was unbelievable. Sometimes I would have to stop for a minute or so and calm down, so I could make it last longer.

But the thought of Jason finding out always sent me into a panic. Not because of what he’d think of me. I knew he was submissive too and on some level he would understand. I’d even told him some of the things I thought about last night. But I hadn’t told him everything.

I was pretty sure it was the feelings inside of me about my own self that were so confusing to me. Being a beta, I always felt like I wasn’t big enough and strong enough, and definitely not alpha enough, to be respected—by Jason or by anyone else. And actually wanting to be humiliated and treated like an object … I worried that it would be too weird for him, and that it would be one more way I wasn't enough.

Knowing I had this inside me, this need to be used and humiliated, made me feel like there was something wrong with me, and if this was something I wanted to have done to me, I’d never be as strong or as manly as I wanted to. My desire to be humiliated was just this big, humiliating secret I couldn’t fathom ever being able to fulfill.

But the secret was out. Jason was watching me get spanked. He’d heard me say the words out loud, that I wanted it. I could feel his eyes on me. I’d heard Rafe tell him to watch. And in between the stinging blows, all I could picture were Jason’s eyes getting wider and wider as I stood there with my ass bared and my cock so hard it was about to blow. It felt so scary but so incredibly hot at the same time.

It wasn’t until I felt Rafe step away and heard his footsteps cross the room that I glanced over at Jason. There he was, like I’d pictured, sitting in the middle of the white, fluffy fur rug with his hand wrapped around his cock. He didn’t smile when I looked at him. He just stared at me with the wide eyes I’d pictured, almost like he was in shock. Like he couldn’t believe any of this was happening either. I watched his hand move slowly up and down his shaft, and I almost laughed when I saw him pause for a few seconds here and there so he didn’t get too worked up.

Jason wasn’t allowed to come yet. I’d heard Rafe give him those instructions. It made me even harder to see how obedient Jason was.

I flinched when I felt Rafe’s hand on my sore ass. He gripped one of my ass cheeks, and I felt something cold press against my asshole. Then I gasped as a dildo or butt plug of some kind slowly slid past my entrance. “Relax.” The word that came out of Rafe’s mouth was stern but somehow made me feel safe at the same time, especially with his hand touching me. The tone of his voice vibrated throughout my body and melted every ounce of tension in my muscles. “That’s a good boy,” he said as he pushed the plug in farther until I felt it pop into place.

“Give me your hands,” he said, the tone in his voice making me feel like I didn’t have any other option. Rafe was in complete control now. I moved both of my hands behind me and rested them on my back then felt them being slipped into leather wrist cuffs. When my arms were secured behind me, Rafe pulled me up by my shoulders so I was standing. I was acutely aware of the fact I had a plug in my asshole, that I was completely naked and hard as a rock, and that Jason was still watching.

But Jason’s eyes and his hard cock and the entire room around me immediately disappeared when I felt Rafe place a velvety soft blindfold over my head. I was now completely surrounded by blackness and at his mercy. He turned and pushed me across the room then laid me backward onto a hard surface. It had to be the desk with the leather edging. That was the only solid surface in the room.

As I lay back, I felt my head rest against the padded leather and wondered if that was the sole purpose of the edging. It made sense if this room was where Rafe kept his sex toys. This must have been their private sex room once upon a time.

“Are you cold?” Rafe asked as he ran his fingers down the entire length of my chest, stopping just before he reached the head of my cock. My back was already arched because my arms were secured behind me, and I was lying on top of them. But when Rafe’s hand moved close to my cock, my body involuntarily arched even farther off the table, trying to make contact.

“N-no,” I stammered. “I’m not cold.” But I knew why he asked. My entire body was trembling. Everything was suddenly so intense with the blindfold. It made my skin more sensitive and made me strain to hear what was going on around me. I was terrified of what was going to happen to me, but I also wanted this so badly. A big part of me loved not knowing. “I’m just a little nervous, I guess,” I muttered.

Rafe didn’t say another word. I heard his soft steps cross the room again, then he rifled around a bit before returning to the desk and laying his hands on one of my legs. I felt that leg stretched up and to the side, then secured with another cuff. He did the same with my other leg, securing them both to the table. My legs were spread wide and my ass was lifted slightly, completely exposing my asshole.

I heard some more sounds, like objects being moved around, then felt something against the plug inside me. I heard a click and immediately the plug in my asshole started to vibrate. I moaned out loud as the vibrations pulsated against my prostate, pushing my already sensitive cock closer to the edge.

“Jason,” I heard Rafe say. “Come over here.” I heard the soft shuffle of Jason’s footsteps across the carpet as he followed Rafe’s orders. Rafe knew exactly what he was doing. He clearly done this sort of thing before. He’d blindfolded me and bound my arms and legs, but deliberately left me able to hear everything that was going on around me.

“Put your cock in Chris’s mouth,” Rafe said. His words were smooth and clear and rang in my ears for a long moment. I was in complete darkness and had no idea where Jason was exactly. It wasn’t until I felt the smooth skin of the head of his cock trace a circle around my lips that I knew how close he was. I didn’t hesitate for one second. I instinctively opened my mouth and let Jason’s cock slide right in.

I lay there with my arms behind me and my legs spread wide. Although I loved the way it felt to be tied down and restrained, I couldn’t help but tug at the cuffs and struggle. It gave me an even stronger feeling of being helpless and at both Rafe and Jason’s mercy—which, up until this point, was something I hadn’t considered.

Jason was gentle as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth. The back of my head was cushioned by the padding on the desk, but there was nowhere for me to go. I was completely immobilized and held in place as Jason’s worked his cock farther and farther down my throat. And all the while, the plug the inside my asshole vibrated, sending wave after wave of tingles straight to my cock.

I started to moan with each thrust, but because Jason’s cock was down my throat everything that came out of me was muffled. Between the restraints, the blindfold, the vibrator, and the cock being forced down my throat, I completely lost it. And as I felt the warmth of the orgasm spread through me, I pulled harder on the restraints, which intensified everything I was experiencing.

I felt streams of my cum spray across my chest and onto my face. Jason pulled out and gave me a moment to catch my breath, but I knew he hadn’t come yet. And I was sure Rafe wasn’t done with me yet.

I was sure we were far from finished.