Chaste

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Justrex
Justrex
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1-9-13

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We were relaxing. Just sitting around the living room watching the teevee and enjoying being together. Jenny and Sandy were on the couch, Jen with her head in my wife's lap. Sandy's fingers were running absently through Jens short red hair while we watched the show. The little redhead was curled up like a cat dressed in flannel pajama bottoms and a snug t-shirt, smiling happily with her cheek and one hand laying against the warmth of Sandy's thigh.

I had my recliner leaned all the way back with a small pillow under my head. The teevee screen was framed in my sight by my slippered feet. Daniel was kneeling by my chair, his arm over the arm of my recliner and my hand on the nape of his neck just below his collar, massaging him gently as I was almost slipping into a light doze. He was kneeling on a soft pad covered with some sort of chenille like material that was remarkably soft and comfortable. It was actually a dog bed that we had bought expressly for that purpose.

At first Sandy had worried that it might be considered a bit insulting or degrading to buy them pet beds. Jen and Daniel had offered up no complaints but my wife was a worrier. I stood there in the store with the two beds in my hands (one pink and one blue, appropriately) in front of all three of them (on our first buying expedition after meeting them) and said "We bought them collars and leashes. We had their names engraved on the tags. They are not animals. They are our pets. And I think pet beds are entirely appropriate. They aren't for sleeping on. Not unless somebody really misbehaves, anyway." I frowned at our two subbies and they both gulped and looked at the floor. "They are just to keep their knees off of the hard cold floor when necessary. Besides," I added "You know how I am. They are both going to be on their knees quite a bit. I would rather that they were comfortable as possible while they are down there." I could see Jenny and Daniel both blush just a little.

And I was right. They both spent a lot of time on those little pet beds. But so far only Jenny had to ever spend a night on one. She had gotten distracted teasing Daniel while they were washing the dishes and knocked my favorite coffee cup off the counter, breaking it into pieces.

I wouldn't have minded it so much. Accidents do happen, after all. But when I confronted them, she tried to shift the blame onto Daniel. He was more than willing to take the heat, but I smelled a rat and grilled her until she confessed that it was, really, all her own fault.

We are tolerant of many things, but dishonesty isn't one of them. So Jen got to spend a night curled up her little pet bed on the floor, sniveling over her well-striped bottom while the rest of us were warm and comfy and snuggled together on the big bed.

And while I had taken my hand or a crop or paddle to their smooth pink bottoms several times in the month since they had become ours, that was the first and only time so far I had done it for punishment rather than foreplay.

Daniel had sighed several times during the show and I could tell he was a little restless. Nobody had played with him at all that day and he was feeling a bit neglected. Sandy and Jen had been in for a "nap" earlier in the day and, since I was busy on the internet, I had him kneel outside the bedroom door so hear could hear them and just let his imagination run wild.

That sort of thing always got him wound up and ready for some fun. And so very eager to please anybody to the best of his ability in hopes of getting some release of his own. Hearing his wife's cries and moans of ecstasy drove him right to the edge every time.

That had been several hours ago and Daniel was feeling very neglected indeed. He turned on his knees and laid his chin on the armrest of my chair, those big brown eyes of his looking up at me wistfully. His hand went to the inside of my thigh and started stroking slowly up and down, seemingly innocently. But I knew better. He was trying to get me horny, as he'd been trying to do all afternoon. And while I wasn't going to let on, I had been fighting it myself all afternoon, just to stokes his fires a little hotter.

I was a real bastard like that, sometimes. But, truth be told, I was getting a bit bored watching teevee anyway and ready for a little creative nap time myself.

His hand was slowly moving higher and higher up my thigh, getting closer to my crotch with each move. I could feel my prick starting to swell and knew that it wouldn't be long before I was obviously aroused and there wouldn't be any hiding it any longer. Especially since I had changed into loose fitting flannel pj's myself. Any second now the front of my pants were going to be tenting up over my hardon.

My little pet boy sighed again and moved his hand just a little bit higher, almost but not quite touching my cock. He knew better than to touch directly without asking. I reached down and grabbed his hand and held it firmly.

"Stop." Daniels eyes went wide and he looked forlorn. I lifted his hand from my lap and set it up on the arm of my recliner.

"Stand up and strip for me, Daniel. Let me see you."

"Yes, sir!" He jumped up and quickly stripped out of his clothing, taking time to fold each piece as he'd been taught and laying them down beside his feet. That tag on his collar jingled as he moved. I could see the ladies watching from the couch. Sandy smiled and Jen licked her lips as her husbands naked ass came into view.

Once he was naked he stood next to my chair feet slightly spread, eyes forward and his hands behind his head. We had taught them the display positions that we liked. This one brought Daniels crotch just below eye level as I leaned my chair forward. I leaned over and again admired the little gadget that Daniel wore most of the time.

One of the rules that we had all agreed on when Jenny and Daniel became ours was that when they weren't in active sexual use that they would be kept in chastity at all times. We kept very strict control over their pleasure. Not just to be mean, but to heighten the pleasure when it was allowed.

Even though they had been husband and wife for five years when they became ours, our pets had only been allowed to play with each other sexually twice since becoming part of our household. Being selfish allowing them pleasure made it all that more sweet when it was allowed. And both of them admitted that it had been the best sex they'd had since their honeymoon.

Daniels cock and balls were locked into an ingenious little plastic device we had bought off of the internet. It had a ring that encircled his shaft and went underneath his ball sack. A curved plastic tube encased his prick. It had holes in it to allow for air circulation and a good sized one in the tip to allow him to pee. The tube itself was just a hair longer than his cock was when it was soft. And it snapped to the ring and locked together on the top with a small brass padlock. Sandy and I held the only keys.

The thing was designed to make it difficult if not impossible for Daniel to engage in any sort of sexual activity without permission. Not only did it make it nearly impossible for him to touch himself or for anybody else to touch him, it made it almost completely impossible for him to get an erection, being encased in that little tube.

After the first time I locked him into it and had him kneel by the bed and watch while the rest of us played together, he described it as an "exquisite agony". But each and every morning before work Daniel came to either Sandy or I with the thing in place and requested to be locked in. And Jen wore a metal and plastic device that locked around her hips under her business attire every day as well.

It all served to keep our pets happy and sexually primed as well as reminding them who their owners were. It was a good arrangement.

My hand slip up the inside of his warm strong thigh and cupped his balls in my palm. Daniels mouth came open slightly and he made a little happy sigh and his face flushed a deep red at my touch.

Poor Daniel. It was so hard being him some times. I would imagine, anyway.

He'd been raised in a fairly strict religious household, where sex was not discussed at all and even swearing was considered a grievous sin. As he grew up and discovered what he could about sex from his friends and classmates the echoes of his upbringing kept him fairly well repressed until he had met Jenny and discovered that girls and being with them was a beautiful and magical act.

Even though his eyes had been opened and his view of the world expanded, he had still spent the first twenty four years of his life thinking that sex was only meant to be between a man and a woman. Anything other than that was considered disgusting and perverted and would make you less than a man.

To make it even more difficult, Daniel had discovered that he was pretty much a natural born sexual submissive. His need to serve, to be "taken" by a dominant ran all the way to his bones. But while he craved sexual servitude it still shamed him deeply to be the plaything of another man. Even though he physically enjoyed being with me and submitting his body to me, it still bothered and humiliated him to a degree.

Evil bastard that I was, I enjoyed it when his face turned red with embarrassment. I'd love to live somewhere that it would be acceptable to take him out in public dressed in little or nothing at all and at the end of my leash. I imagine that experience would leave him quivering jelly in my hands and ready to pop at the merest touch.

Until that time came I could settle for making a spectacle out of him in front of the girls. Having him submit to me in front of his pretty little wife both shamed and excited him as much as it did her.

"Shall we let your pretty cock out to play, Daniel?" He groaned again, lightly.

"Yes please, sir!"

"Do you think you deserve it?"

"Yes, sir! I've been a good boy today!" I leaned over and look at the ladies. The teevee show went on unnoticed as they took in the sight of Daniels nude body.

"What do we think, girls? Has our pet boy been good enough today that he might deserve a treat?" Jenny lifted her head and nodded earnestly.

"Yes, sir!" she said. "Daniel has been very good today! I think he deserves and extra special treat!" But then she was his wife and I expected her to stick up for him. Being the greedy little minx that she was, I'm sure she was hoping that her husbands treat would involve her in some way.

Sandy smiled and petted Jens head fondly and winked at me. Then she assumed a bored expression and said "That's up to you of course, dear. I guess he's not been too horrible today. Besides, all of that pitiful sighing is getting on my nerves. Please do something with him so I can watch my show."

And that too, was an act. Sandy liked Daniel and his fine pretty little cock as much as any of the rest of us. And I'm sure she too was hoping my plans for Daniel were going to involve her.

All the while we were talking I was rolling his ball sack around in my palm and one of my fingers had extended behind and was teasing up and down the bottom of his ass crack. Not trying to gain entrance, just softly rubbing up and down between those soft butt cheeks while I watched his nipples get hard and smiled as goose bumps traveled up and down his body at my touch.

"You realize of course if I let you out to play you will have to show me how bad you want an extra treat."

"Yes, sir!"

"Are you ready to sing for your supper, Daniel?"

"Oh, yes sir!"

"Go fetch me the key, then. And be quick about it!"

As soon as I released his sack Daniel whirled away into my office and was back in seconds. The key was attached to a little anodized aluminum tag with his name engraved on it that matched the tag hanging from his collar. Per our custom, he held the tag in his lips and knelt down by my chair again with his hands behind his back. Those big brown eyes of his were wide and hopeful and though he was trying his best to stay still, it seemed like his whole body was in motion with his need.

One hand went behind his neck, pulling him forward until his chest leaned against the soft arm of my recliner. The fingers of my other hand gently took the key from between his lips, my index finger tracing softly down over his nose and over those soft full lips and then coming up under his chin, tilting his head up. I leaned forward until our foreheads and noses touched and whispered "You are a good boy, Daniel."

A glance past his head right before our lips met showed Jen watching, eyes wide and bright. Seeing her little stud muffin of a husband submitting to someone else, especially another man, always turned her on. Before they had met us, Daniel had never so much as kissed another man, let alone any of the other things he had done since then. We had all discovered a wonderful new world together.

Daniels mouth was warm and sweet, as always. As he opened to me, I heard him making little noises in the back of his throat and I could feel him shiver as my tongue slipped into his mouth. And I could feel my prick stirring and pushing up against the fabric of my pajamas. My fingers curled into his thick brown curly hair and pulled him back after a moment or two while I looked into his eyes, seeing the need that made his cheeks flush in desire. Smiling, I tugged on his hair then patted him on the cheek and said "Stand up, boy."

My pet rose to his feet again in the display pose with his hands behind his head. I cupped his crotch in one hand while the other inserted the key and removed the lock before disassembling his chastity device. Daniel sighed happily as his prick slid out of the tube. Dropping the pieces on the shelf on the other side of my chair, I stretched and massaged his cock and balls while he sighed again and rolled his hips at my touch.

"Better?"

"Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!"

I rubbed and stroked him until I could feel him starting to get hard, which didn't take long. Once he was about half hard I released my hold on him and picked up the pieces of his plastic keeper and had him hold out his hands. I dropped the tube and it's parts along with the lock and key into his hands and said "Get this cleaned up and put away, boy. And hurry back. I have plans for you."

"Yes, sir!" He whirled away on the run, desire lending his feet wings.

Looking over at my wife I said "Love? May I borrow your pet for a few minutes? I have a job for her."

"Certainly." Sandy said, swatting the little redhead lightly on the butt with a smile. "Get up you lazy beast! Sir needs you!" As Jen got up Sandy reclined into the warm spot she had just vacated and stretched out on the couch, her head laying against the arm as she smiled and set to watch the show. And I'm not talking about the one on the television, either.

Before the petite redhead came to a stop by my chair I motioned for her to strip out of her clothes. As her husband had done minutes before, she folded her thin t-shirt and flannel pj's after taking them off and put her socks neatly on top and then stood before me naked but for the collar around her neck.

Jenny was small and almost too thin, but still exquisite to look at. She had that fine pale skin and bright green eyes attributed to true redheads and a scattering of freckles across her face and shoulders. Small firm breasts and tiny very sensitive nipples. Her hips flared out nicely and she had strong firm legs and a nice tight compact little butt. Her little body had brought Sandy and I as much joy as her husbands had. Just seeing her standing naked there was almost enough to make me change my plans. I growled a little in lust and then motioned her down so I could whisper in her ear. Quietly, I explained what I wanted her to get and some of what I wanted her to do. She shivered in anticipation and smiled.

As she rose I added out loud "When you meet Daniel in the hallway you may kiss him. Hands on his face only. No more than five seconds. Understand?"

"Yes, sir! Thank you sir!" She spun away to fetch what I was going to want. And I knew that she would count aloud in her head and use all of those five seconds to her advantage.

When Daniel came into the room we could clearly see that his wife's kiss had the expected effect. His stout six inch prick was completely hard and bobbing in the air in front of him. And I admired his body as he walked over to my side. He'd joined the Army right out of High School as a combat engineer. After two years he'd taken leave and flown back home to marry his High School sweetheart Jenny and brought her back to live with him on the post in Georgia. Five years and two combat tours later he had gotten out and they'd moved back to Colorado where we had met them and convinced them to be our pets. But even after all this time Daniel still looked as good as he did when he graduated.

Though he was only 5'5" tall, he carried himself like a much larger man. His whole body was smooth and muscular and well toned like an Olympic athlete. Just seeing that hot tight little body made it feel like it was ninety degrees warmer in the room.

While he was gone I had moved his little pet bed from the side around to the front of my chair. He knew what that meant and I saw him lick his lips in anticipation as he knelt down in front of me. Even as soon as six months ago, Daniel would have quailed and probably gotten either angry or physically sick at the idea of having another mans prick in his mouth. But he had discovered that serving others, even and especially another man, excited him in ways he had never before even imagined.

And me, being the greedy and self-serving bastard that I was, took advantage of that as often as I could. Barely a day went by that I didn't have my prick in his or somebody's mouth. The lad was developing quite a talent for knowing just how I liked it. His pretty little wife was no slouch either. Mine was the second cock she had ever sucked. I was the second man she had ever been with, period. Sandy was her first other woman. And she liked it so much I was afraid we had created a monster. A very hot cute little submissive monster.

And what could I say about Sandy? After twenty five years of marriage she was still the apple of my eye. She knew me and my body and my deviant ways better than anybody else in the world. And having two additional attractive and willing sexual partners just made me want her more. When she came out of the bedroom a little while ago, hair mussed up, lips all puffy and smelling like Jenny all over I had nearly burst into flames.

But I just stoked that fire and waited for Daniel to be ready. And now he was.

I patted my knees and Daniel placed his hands palm down where I indicated and then I covered his small warm hands with mine.

"Close your eyes, Daniel." With a small sigh he did so.

"I asked your lovely little bride to give us a hand. You don't mind, do you?"

"Oh no, sir! I don't mind at all!" I motioned to the little redhead and she came in smiling and stood behind her husband after passing me one of the items I had her fetch. I tucked it down by my leg to keep it warm until it was needed.

"You should see her. She is wearing nothing but a collar and I can tell just from looking at her that she is turned on. Her nipples are as hard as a rock. Jenny has a blindfold in her hand and she's going to put it on you."

Daniel shivered and his cock twitched in the air, completely hard. A little sound escaped his lips. He shivered again as her small soft hands settled the blindfold over his eyes and snugged it securely to his head. Those little fingers lingered in his hair for just a moment and she leaned down to whisper something in his ear. A flush spread from his face down his chest. Another motion from me and she kissed him lightly on top of the head, then rose and moved over to stand at my side. I reached out and cupped one small firm ass cheek in my palm and squeezed it gently. She wiggled and pressed back into my hand.

Justrex
Justrex
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