Afterwork Reunion (1/2) (Patreon)

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A very kinky, MLM romance between two silly lovers….celebrating 4 years of marriage the right way.

Topics and CWs: Age Difference, BPH, Big Cock Milking, CBT, Chastity, Chubby Man, Degradation, Domestic Service, DH, Established Relationship, Extreme Submission, Heavy BDSM (romantic), Heavy Protocol, MLM, Muscles, Orgasm Denial, Petplay, Pissplay/PD, Possessive Dom, Praise, Size Difference, Spanking, S&M, Surveillance, Toys, TPE, Unequal Relationship, Worship

Summary

Spencer’s husband has been making him feel sad. Devoted and crazy for his Master, enough to permanently be a slave whenever home; the taller sub has been feeling neglected. Aurelio spending more time at work than with him. Spencer takes it into his ‘paws’ to let his Owner know his frustrations. By secretly cumming in his cage….only to get caught in the act. Ending up as a Punished Puppy at the mercy of his ruthless husband, as they share passionate marriage anniversary after all.

Afterwork Reunion Part 1

The early dawn was not able to invade the cozy space of the Balam residence. It’s deep, warm rays of morning’s arrival hidden behind blackout curtains; as the only illumination in the master bedroom were neon-blue night-lights cast softly. Their calm, electric glow cloaking the sleeping bundle where two lovers nuzzled together in deep slumber in a nest of pillows and sheets on their king-sized bed. Both partners the same in their loving embrace of sleep, but vastly different in their roles, even when not awake.

A much older man expanding his body in a wide, adorable snore as he slept on his back, covered by both his taller husband and their shared weighted blanket. Adorned in a full set of golden Pajamas; complementing his caramel skin tones well by their soft, smooth exterior that felt like a cooled pillow. Something his husband cherished as the golden bear slept unbothered, as the lanky sub napped silently on the larger man’s plush belly.

The taller sub unequal in every way of their relation, even in his dreams, as he slept. His only “clothes” on his only pale form was toys, modifications, and a body covered in waves of orange fur. The sub’s silent cuddle unable to hide the only article truly covering something, as his crotch stood out; shaved above the cock with a tattoo marked as “Master Balam’s Property” in black ink atop an imposing chastity cage. The device strangled an almost fully erect, long shaft in the contraption causing a perpetual strain of arousal made worse by the other accessories. A tight, black collar almost choking the sleeping slave who drooled against the plump gut of his loving master. His hands bound in round, smooth traps of leather tightened around his wrist; these paw-mitts decorated in camo-colored toe-beans where his palms would be hugging his man.

And the Bluetooth butt-plug set to turn on as dawn fully set over the house.

The only alarm to start today, vibrating deep and loudly inside the love of his Aurelio’s life; as Spencer was violently roused from slumber within the king-sized velvet bedding he nested under. Its 6 inches of green silicone thrumming the inner walls of his silky cave. The toy’s torturous, deep, and pleasurable massaging so intense it was if the plug could mine through the succulent pussy that began choking its vibrations.

Spencer plunged his young face into the soft belly of his Master, concealing his guttural whimpers leaving from his eager mouth from biting down on Aurelio’s pjs. Flushing his pale, muscular frame atop the round gut of his owner, Aurelio deeply unaware to his Hubby writhing as the naked slave struggled to move downward. Catching his breathe from the tenderizing of his slick cunt, Spencer managed to remember what to do as Aurelio’s personal alarm clock. Traveling south on instinct from his husband’s years of breaking in Spencer; the slave tried keeping focus as his pink cunt was being tenderized so roughly his dick was now fully choked in the restrictive cock cage. His toned physique careful not to scrape his Owner’s pajamas as he dutifully crawled his way from his sleeping spot, to the warm outline Aurelio’s Pj Bottoms.

‘eheh, My Bear is still h-Hibernating~ Time to s-sh-oww my training off, 4 years of blisssss and I NEVER get tired of this pp-part’, Spencer mused to himself as his mind grew foggy. Drooling as he enjoyed the vibrator on full blast synced to the roaring, silent phone alarm, commanding him on time to start the day like a proper slave. To awaken his superior with a morning blowjob like the pathetic Boy-Toy he was. Nuzzling the warm string line of the pj pants, Spencer let himself get lost at the musk he had fallen in love with. The steaming scent of spices, manliness, and seasoned herbs making his mouth water before he was brave enough to use his teeth.

Not like he would use his hands if they weren’t confined to the puppy mitts. Spencer reveled in his pathetic struggle pulling down Aurelio’s bottoms pant line with his jaw, as the Pup had been trained to do as well. Whimpering harder in sync with the vibrators cruelty: Spencer got a much better whiff of his Owner’s morning musk as he fumbled to bring the clothes downward as his mouth grew wetter from the arousing aroma and situation. Failing again, and again, and Again to drag the pj bottoms until he could no longer keep in his whimpers to himself.

Crying out loud enough with his mouth muffled by fabric, the lack of restraint to keep quiet was enough for his clenched teeth to finally bring out his owner’s cock in view. The manly, smaller cock soft surrounded by a bush of peppered pubes that presented itself like a bone to a dog for Spencer. It’s pleasing fragrance amplified as the slave made it sweat underneath the blanket covering both lovers.

Like a kid opening a Christmas present early, Spencer insatiably began worshiping his owner through the lust in his absent mind. The smaller cock before him was the most precious thing in the slave’s life, because it belonged to the man he had claimed as his entire world. Uncaring of his leaking, oversized cock pricked by the thorns of his chastity cage; Spencer fervently lapped Aurelio’s dick from the bottom to top with the tongue of a hungry dog. Slobbering beneath the 3-inch pecker as it nested between peach-sized balls, whose thin fuzz was the first thing cherished by slobber. Spencer diligent to gargle the fat, tasty, testes with as much mouth as he could stuff them with. Their ages, tender flesh making his vocalization strained harder than the precum oozing from his pained erection.

Spencer’s steamy worship under the king-sized bedding made the musk of Aurelio like an aphrodisiac.

Driving the sub and his sleeping Master into a frenzy of lust. Minutes passing as Spencer’s mind went dull fully, the taste of his owners balls imprinted onto his tongue like one would a favored dessert. The caramel orbs of manhood so fat that made Spencer look like a chipmunk overstuffing it cheeks. Gargling each savory sweet testicle with loud pops each time his hungry mouth couldn’t swirling his tongue on them, as his mindless lust barely remembered to move upward. Unaware of the soft stirring from Aurelio’s legs as the happy slave licked upwards to the stiff, now 4 inch shaft his wet face worshiped. The hard rod making Spencer whimper by the velvety cock he was more than eager to drag his cock on. Uncaring of his motions to kick his legs upwards as he nested his muscular body atop Aurelio within their blanket.

One. Two. Three. Four inches licked like a Tootsie Pop with each greedily drag of Spencer’s Tongue. Breathe quaking as the lustful puppy anticipated what came next as his warm mouth dared to wrap around the soft flesh of the hard shaft he had traveled in fervent reverence that took him over. Down right hypnotized by the taste of Aurelio’s foreskin as his tongue went digging under the loose folds of manliness his own cock lacked. Dedicated, hungry, and loud from his arousal of the indescribable flavor of his Master’s cock as his head suctioned the dick downward like he was savoring his favorite meal. The deliberate suckling up-and-down was slower as Spencer made sure to swirl his tongue around the smooth pink cock head comfortably sheathed in his mouth.

His eyes widening from the blinding worship of his owner not from the annihilation of his pussy, but by the sudden thick hands gently grasping both sides of his face. Forcing Spencer to blink as his tongue was unable to stop their addictive sucking under his husband’s foreskin.

As their lackadaisical caress switched into a deep grasp, as Aurelio used his strength to sink Spencer’s face into the older man’s pubes. Suffocating as his cute nose was crushed in the musky crotch of his owner, his head pressing deeper between Aurelio’s legs in a position Spencer would be choking on if his husband shared the jock’s length.

“Buenos dias, Cariño~, Nunca es temprano para mi mascota, eh? Mi hambriento juguete lamiendo mi verga como si se hubiera ganado un premio por hacer su trabajo”, Aurelio groaned out with a groggy throat. The intent of his cruelty rising as the older man’s fingers tightened around his Husband’s head.

“No, Perrito. A F4gg0t like you doesn’t deserve to breathe until I start my morning right with that greedy little throat of yours”, Aurelio cooed out. His deep, calm, low voice hiding tinges of a sadistic air that alerted Spencer to what came next before his face was crushed more. Uncaring, Aurelio used Spencer’s fully as he looked up from bed to his surrounds in the early morning like anyone else would when abusing a fleshlight. Just a toy for his smaller dick to stretch, the older man refusing to open his eyes as he enjoyed the gooey warmness of Spencer’s salivation. His aged, plump face curling into a smile most people knew him for; its kind facade arching ear to ear in the satisfaction of his Slave’s suffocation.

‘I love you. Soooo Much, Perrito~ Best four years of my life Taking. Your. Hrnn. Breathe Away’, Aurelio mused with a sadistic, reserved joy. Rough, fast, and indifferent to Spencer’s gags; silencing most of the taller f4gg0t's throat noises as the master of the household took his time suffocating his pet. The only source of endearment to his husband’s ‘service’ was the older man’s pleased groans and soft pats here and there. Cruelty And care in one sitting made Spencer’s hung cock leak pathetically on Aurelio’s pj bottoms, mindlessly making them more wet as he attempted to hump on his knees from arousal with the chastity belt first. The puppy’s owner unbothered by the metal device thumping on his leg.

Spencer was seeing stars as he got more of the cock he loved AND HIS HUSBAND’S ATTENTION. If his face wasn’t getting planted into a soft belly, he would be thanking his owner 10 times over. Replacing his pathetic, eager vocalization by using his mouth to memorized Aurelio’s cock more and more, waiting for his true purpose as his Master’s Alarm clock. “You Shameless Glug F4gg0t's; Just waiting Glug for me to piss down your Glug throat like you’ve Glug earned my Loads too? GlugNah, Perrito. You’re just my pathetic, mindless urinal Glug”, Aurelio almost snarled as he rolled his head back in pleasure.

Making Spencer whimper more as he tried his best from his empty head to listen, using all his energy to Obey and Never to cum from the stimulation. His hapless, uneasy humping slowing as Spencer desperately tried not to cum from Everything he experienced. His drive to be a Good Boy was blinding to the Puppy, and his owner ate up the devotion like a starving man at a buffet.

Aurelio reveled in it lazily, as he laughed; “HA!, Enjoying me a little too much Already~ Without my morning Brew, and without yours as well. Bottoms up, Puppy”. The older man sneered cruelly as he pressed Spencer’s face into as much crotch as the f4gg0t could be suffocated in. A flood of light, golden ambrosia warmly washed down the younger slave’s throat like he was chugging beer for a drinking contest. Eyes closed as the bedroom no longer held sounds of Spencer’s gags, but his deep, needy drinking as the warm fluid kept spraying past his uvula almost too fast to swallow. Aurelio’s personal urinal accepted and drank every drop as his bladder got empty, 26 seconds of his stiff cock dispensing the truth of Spencer’s place in their relationship as an inferior with each ounce of piss disappearing down his stomach.

“I Love you Wayyy to Much, Mi Cariño-Perrito~”, Aurelio belted with gooey romance. Spencer’s response was to suckle at the warm cock pissing down his throat harder. Earning him more head pats as the puppy felt the fluid his drank slow down to a trickle.

Until the wave of almost sweet fluid stopped flowing down his throat. Aurelio’s thick hands stopped pressing his face down as one of them replaced the motion for pats as the older man’s palms that cherished Spencer’s face. “happy anniversary, cariño~. Ready to...start the day special, F49?”, Aurelio soothed out with passion in his soft voice. His grasp of Spencer’s spaced out, handsome face centered the puppy as he meekly responded back with firm devotion. Spencer’s voice weak from the sore throat; “h-happy anniversary, My Masterrrr. Thank you for Using this F4gg0t for 4 years in a Way that Makes your Life Better...May I know what Sire planned for Pole?”.

“I am so Happy my Pet asked. How about I take your mitts off, and Let my adorable piece of Fuckmeat warm my cunt before work. We got 10 minutes to milk my morning load. So let’s use the strap~”, Aurelio revealed nonchalantly.

Spencer Jumped Out of Bed so fast, the weighted blanket leaped off the lovers from the hunk’s body launching to the hardwood floor. His body and mind still visibly fading in and out of pure arousal, and overstimulation by the butt plug. The redhead’s impressive form was on full display on the ground as he was trained to do, as Aurelio took a deep sigh and got up. Laxly opening his eyes with the rise of his wide frame to look downward to his Pet. Sighing with both resignation of ‘How quirky’, his husband was as his Pet, and also sighing because he never got tired of this sight.

Aurelio’s pole at the center of Spencer’s legs as he rested knees first to the floor. His muscular calves wide as both the fur of Pole’s body And the tattoo above the chastity belt as the imprisoned cock throbbed violently within. The hung piece of meat worthless in its prison, as the rest of the toned, rock-hard definition of the young muscle-pup that would have been impressive was instead more pitiful. As Spencer raised up his paws haplessly, whining and barking as best as he could, face in a deep cherry blush from excitement and shame at acting like a proper Dog without his puphood to hide his joy.

“Good Pole. Ahahah, Just soo fucking Shy for me to use a toy instead of your overgrown meat-slab~ It’s okay, Puppy. I’ll let you coat my guts later with that pathetic rod. When you’ve earned It”, Aurelio sneered out as he undid his husband’s puppy mitts. Spencer looking up to down in an embarrassment he deeply enjoyed from the belittling experience. Rubbing his wrist once they were free, focusing a little too much as his pussy’s violation with his now free hands before Aurelio snapped him back with his fingers. The bigger man standing up with an uneasy heave, as the dropped his pjs to the ground before he spoke; “Go get the strap, Perrito; I’m going to get comfortable before I allow you to warm my cunt”.

“YES MASTER~”, Spencer yelled excitedly. His energy a little Too much for Aurelio to handle at 5am, but something he deeply cherished from his Puppy. Pole not standing up for the task as he scampered like a playful puppy to the dresser across the master bed, his pale form getting cast in the neon lights of their chambers like a comforting blanket. Reaching the lower drawer of where he knew their toys were, Spencer teased his owner on accident with his muscular ass as he reached deeply into the space looking for the strap-on.

Both husbands thinking around the same thing but for vastly different context and Intent; ‘I hope he fucks me good and hard’.

“make sure to get the right strap for my beloved perrito, Pole. The pink leather for the...kind of pole you are to me”, Aurelio seduced slyly as he got ready on the bed.

“yes Don. Pole will do its, ^Moan^, Best to Find the right toy to Serve”, Spencer replied as his dull mind was reminded of how good his vibrator worked. Being lightly relieved of the tenderizing when the pup finally stood.

The only time Spencer got up, was the focus on attaching the strap above his cock. Covering his beloved tattoo with the toy so his locked dick could suffer from its nonexistent penetration, his long shaft leaking from the idea of serving his Sire more than anything. Its purple silicone was smaller than his by an inch, so Spencer’s cock would be met with a tighter cunt he was allowed to serve here and there in the temptation to cum. The last time the pup was allowed to cum like that was 2 years ago, and its high made the slave tighten the strap-on tighter to his snatched waist before turning.

Spencer’s eyes glowed with elation as he saw Aurelio. The bigger, softer, older man raised his leg to the air as the other anchored to the ground. Holding the limp aloof slyly with little effort as he winked and whistled for his puppy to do what it was trained for. Almost about to run, Pole remembered his place in their relationship as he struggled to crawl back like a dog from sheer excitement. On his hands and knees, Spencer worshiped his lover, His Owner, his everything as he made the distance to Aurelio mouth-first. Uncaring of his precum hitting the wooden floor, Spencer slowly licked, and puckered against the caramel softness of Aurelio like he was a rare treat to be devoured slowly. Kissing the feet touching the ground as his mouth traveled eagerly up to the foot in the air. Rising as Spencer knew his owner’s cunt would still be sleek from their playtime a new hours ago right before they slept.

Sinking his face into the foot raised high, Spencer lost himself once again as he worshiped Aurelio. The wrong colored strap-on not pinging in his mind as the slave made sure Its owner was prepared for service. Lapping. Kissing. Whimpering pathetically behind the big soles of Aurelio as Pole worked diligently in massaging Its owner’s cunt with his fingers. The older man closing his eyes before nodding his head; laughing in a reserved, sadistic groan. Opening his eyes a little too late as he saw his slave begin to fuck him once his asshole was ready….with the wrong toy.

Fuckmeat inserted the toy deeply without much lube, Its owner was wet and loose from last night after all. Meaty claps filled the room fast as Aurelio groaned lightly from the service happening to his ass. The older man’s prostate was being destroyed fast as his husbands messy whimpers were silenced by his pleasurable worship of the older man’s foot and cunt. Sinking their hips together in an uneven, but passionate rhythm as Spencer’s thrust stabbed and retreated In-and-Out, in-and-out, IN-AND-Out, with Wet plaps that hushed the noises of Pole’s butt-plug.

Spencer’s low hanging balls swung back-and-forth from the motions of his intercourse. Putting all his effort into Not cumming from worshiping Aurelio as the pain that shot from his testes constantly slamming into his owner was painfully amazing. The older man laughing in love as he heard his pet speak the wrong phrase.

“F-f4gg0t is a worthless Toy compared to Master. A mind-LESS, Obedient. PL-aything To be broken By Don. Used By DON. To Kiss the ground Don walks. Beg to be hurt by you, Don. Beg to be useful, Don. Its Pathetic rod locked up Until You Want it, like the Toy It Is, Don”. Spencer’s reveled in cruelly about himself with stupid sincerity. His salivating face drooling as he went to kiss and inhale Aurelio’s foot before the limp lightly tapped the mindless Pet.

“Silly Perrito~ You grabbed the black leather strap~ Only bad Pets wear that one. You earned Pink! For my softest, sweetest, Dump Pet. It’s okay, though. I love it when my F4gg0t Enjoys its place. Harder I’m Almost there”, Spencer laughed before switching to a command.

“YES SIR, DON SIR”, Spencer responded from obedience deeply ingrained in him. Eyes wide in deep admiration, tongue drooling downward in joy.

His thrust almost became more focused once he was alerted to his owner’s full enjoyment. The foot worship becoming secondary as he tried keeping track of Aurelio’s rock hard cock bouncing wetly from the excitement. Spencer’s fervently, deep, passionate fucking making the uncut cock wetter with each union of hips colliding. The slave’s own climax on the verge, but mentally repelled as Pole kept it together in time to see the fat loads of his owner shoot across his body. Rich, creamy, treasure shooting in ropes that marked the older man’s calf. Spencer stopping his worship slowly as the older man’s deep groans ceased. Planting one last kiss on the foot in the air as the Puppy descended. Licking downward as he meekly traveled his tongue to the many cum ropes on Aurelio.

The taste was beyond delicious to the piss drinker. After all the years, Spencer could never get enough of his Master’s cum as the thick delight blessed his tongue with sweet and salty tones. Each lap made the puppy more hungry, his greed acting too fast for him until all the climax was cleaned up in time for the muscle-puppy to be pulled into a hug.

“I love you too much, cariño. Puppy, you ready to get out of bed With me for Our special Day”, Aurelio inquired with passionate care. His thick arms wrapping over the colder form of his lover, the taller slave hugging deeply back as he laid atop his owner. “Don...Absolutely, Sir~ I want nothing more than to worship you again, Pleaseeee”, Spencer cooed back cutely. Before he was silenced a proper bear hug that could break him instantly, the embrace lasting more longer than it actually did before they left the bedroom.

…..

“hmnnnn, morning kissies, Pleaseeeee Master~ Let’s celebrate Our special day early by pleasing you moreeeee”, Spencer dared to beg cutely. Sticking out his tongue in his whimpers as he stood beside the restroom sink nude, nuzzling his owner as he pathetically pecked the soft cheeks of his husband in protest without incurring punishment (yet). Aurelio huffing in delight in full pjs as he unlocked his Slave’s chastity belt; “Cariño- No. No making out from my Pet till your teeth are brushed AnD Rinsed. No preshower-worship either, Toy; you’ll have to earn it when I’m not racing against the clock.

Aurelio’s fingers maneuvering over the fixture that entrapped the hung cock...felt the device throbbed violently from the betrayal before looking up to the devastated face of Spencer. His Puppy’s now free cock shaking hard in its constant arousal, the dick’s “owner”, quivering in betrayal as the belt was placed on the sink’s counter besides the many other toys they spent 10 minutes removing.

“DIDiDOTHATbadAJob this Morning for such SADISMMmm???!!!”, Spencer whined as his eyes grew big as pearly tears comically grew, his lips trembling in his screamed whisper. Earning him a sudden hug from Aurelio as the taller slave whimpered from the warm, thick, shorter man almost crushing his lanky frame from the embrace. Aurelio laughing sultry towards Spencer’s ear; “hahaaha, Perrito. You married and signed your rights away to a Sadist, Not a monster. You were amazing as always~”. Spencer’s tears practically fell flat on his face as he enjoyed the union, almost feeling safe in his lover’s hold until the older man gripped 2 things in their Hug. Squishing his toned ass with one hand. And choking the taller slave’s cock in the other.

“I just can’t have you licking my body toe-to-head Yet. We need to get me ready for work, Fast, I already worked out leaving work Early for Our day. But! You. Will, Be Serving me throughout like My Proper F4gg0t Until. I. Leave My house”, Aurelio cooed out sadistically slow. His voice deep as his hands firmly gripped onto His Property.-

Aurelio emphasized his harsher change of tone by squeezing Spencer’s hard erection stronger...into a slow masturbation. Silencing his husband as the taller slave drooled in obedience, immediately getting back into the head-space he was in when drinking his owner’s piss. “You gonna be My diligent Little Pet until I gotta go to Work, Perrito? Or am I gonna have to cancel our dinner reservations at your favorite. And Whip some Sense into you tonight? Find any of that worthless Ego in your pretty head and Leave you—”, Aurelio hissed in lust. As he increased the pace in his choke-stroke, pumping the hefty dick in his palm like a pro with every muscles of his soft, warm, delicate hand. The Other palm firmly digging fingers into the loose cunt violated by a vibrator less than 15 minutes ago.

The buff, younger man wincing in concentration Not to cum and waste 2 years of chastity before he was allowed to cum tonight. “As. My. Dumb. Pretty. Perrito..”, Aurelio continued, each punctuation of his statement used to masterfully stroke the long cock He Owned. Spencer nodded through gritted teeth, face tightening in rapturous desperation not to cum from the treatment. His eyes almost rolling behind the back of his head as he stood to attention, body straight as a board from instinct of as years being molded by superiors. “Aahahahahah~ There’s the pet I love to whip, I can’t wait to have you all night to myself, Puppy-”, Aurelio cooed out as he made his hands snug against the privates of Spencer. Interrupting himself as he let go of his slave’s cock and ass, to tip-toe and kiss his Pet’s cheek, enjoying the stubble he would trim before work.

“Now, let’s savor our Morning, Perrito... I need my slave for every. Intimate. Second before I have to go to work..”, Aurelio complimented as he took the moment of Spencer’s stunned admiration to grab their toothbrushes. The older man’s deep, breathe voice of tender care making Spencer melt, the slave only nodding like an eager puppy before remembering to reply at the loving, half closed stare of his Owner.

“Mhrnmm, Yes Master, Ahaaha, My Don: I’ll be a good Boy and make sure your morning before Work is to your exact, Liking, Sirrrr”, Spencer assured with devoted fondness as he took his dental implement eagerly. Aurelio smiling gently as the lovers stood side-by-side, facing the mirror of the restroom sink as they finally set off into a rushed version of their Full morning routine.

Letting the hour pass by before 6am, together. Spencer existing to make his husband’s every second as easy as possible, his devotion felt through every second as they cleaned each other. Years of training guiding his every motion to worship Aurelio without his mouth for most of it. Teeth cleaned together, Spencer was allowed a few minutes to makeout with Aurelio as the taller slave used his muscular form to lather and rinse every inch of his owner in their warm shower.

The much older man reserving his armpits for his Pet, making sure his slave would get suffocated by both underarms before work. Unable to lick them clean like Spencer enjoyed due to their lack of time, as Aurelio choked out his husband with his hairy armpits like a pacifier for the slave as he cleaned his puppy. Having been delicately, and loving scrubbed himself, Aurelio weaponized his control over his slave to tease the dorky muscle puppy.

Spencer’s moans as tense as his cock’s throbbing as was suffocated by the spice of Aurelio’s musk, his Owner’s big hands massaging every inch of the Pet with lathering across his hairy form. Unable to taste the decadent scent, Spencer was snapped out of their 15 minute shower with a final kiss before the taller slave remembered what came next.

Body shaking from excitement as if Spencer had his tail in to wag; the tall slave was being groomed physically after the exfoliating shower. Trimmed to get rid of most of his facial stubble, his hairline mowed finely in the military style the Aurelio enjoyed. Afterwards, the older Master sucked on the erect dick for about 5 minutes for his usual ‘breakfast tasting’.

Spencer forced to watch as his owner downed his cock without so much as a gag, each inch disappearing as his Don dipped his nose to the crotch tattoo proudly stating Who Spencer truly belonged to. The long, crème colored cock with adorable freckles under his orange fur was never the Pups. It belonged to the man that inhaled every centimeter of endowed, meaty cut pole so sensitive it twitched uncontrollable from years of spiked torment. Aurelio swirling his tongue masterfully from the delicate, pale-purple tip all the way down to the shaved low-hangers throbbing in a pleading to squirt cum. All 7.4 inches attached to Spencer belonged to the gooey, warm, all encompassing throat of Its owner; Aurelio not gagging or making noise as he tortured his slave with love and attention.

Clearly enjoying the taste, Aurelio made sure to finger his pet as he sucked on the pole he owned. Slapping the worthless balls attached to his Pup for good measure throughout the 5 minute tasting; Spencer was overstimulated to the point that his incessant screams for release turned into whimpers, than yips, than breathy silence. Unable to moan, groan, or plead as Its mind shut down in exquisite agony. Reduced to the fuckmeat he always wanted to be under Its Master.

Until Aurelio had enough inhaling the tasty shaft his big mouth devoured, wiping it clean with a spare towel. Lotion added around the hung cock Aurelio owned after he had enough torturing the meat-slab he loved, ensuring the close-climax arousal was more pained as the older man latched the chastity device around it.

Tormented Ecstasy drove everything Spencer did afterwards. A goofy, smitten smile painted on his face the many pricks teasing his almost permanent erection, his hard shaft worse as Aurelio made the slave grab the last of his uniform before they continued. Their special dresser no longer containing the rest of the slave’s uniform: a thick, pink leather collar paired with restrains around his wrist and ankles that jingled with small locks on them. ‘Perrito’ loving engraved on the heart tag dangled at the center of the choker that made Spencer lull his tongue out, the neckware used by his Owner to bring him outside their space. The taller slave whimpering as the choker gagged him from the rough pull of its Owner as they set to finish their morning preparations.

Leaving their bedroom locked and ready, Aurelio got to his chair in the kitchen, ready in his attire.

Checking emails as Spencer took care of everything, naked and bound like the house slave it was.

The patriarch of the house worshiped and service every step of the way of their morning preparations; being nude for less than 1 minute as the restrained slave was fast to assemble his husbands attire. Folded, and napped from last night, Spencer diligently helped his man get dressed until the dumb muscle puppy was the only one without clothes on. Something they both prefer deeply, Aurelio enjoying himself at the table as he carefully read emails from work now that he was clothed. Making sure to space his chair between the table...for a special someone to eat in between him and the dining furniture.

Wearing a Funky blue, 3XL button-up with light purple fabric and vibrant yellow circles bubbling to the collar, contrasting his deep black-slacks and leather gloves; Aurelio stopped Spencer from putting his boots on. “Not yet, Perrito~ Get breakfast started, Pup”, the older man commanded with love. Spencer quick to obey: memorized in what Its owner wanted to eat, making sure to take time to pathetically crawl beside the table to grab his dog bowl. His only attire being pink restraints around his limbs, and neck that contrasted with the chastity belt that tormented his erection; a Sight Aurelio enjoyed to see as the athletic Pup began to lean down.

Almost using his hands….Spencer stopped as he dipped down and napped the container with his mouth, Aurelio enjoying seeing his slave dip his hairy ass to do such a pathetic display.

Loving the sight, Aurelio closed his eyes and smiled. Leaning his back, creaking the long, wooden chair spine as he saw Spencer place his dog bowl onto the counter besides where he began to cook. Washing it before finishing their breakfast, as he made sure to grab a plate to serve his owner a delicious 3-meat, rice omelet.

Spencer pathetically placing his serving last in the dog bowl labeled “PERRITO”, to let the meal be cool enough for Its meals. Aurelio looked sternly to Spencer before the slave brought both servings to the table. One in front of Aurelio’s cutlery, the other besides the table. The blindly happy puppy almost lost in subspace before realizing he forgot to set the coffee. Quickly getting a pot brewing, Spencer caught the stern gaze of his lover, soften once more as the older man gestured his pet to come forward with the 2 brews in his hand.

“may I..sit on your lap, M-master, to drink my coffee?”, Spencer desperately whispered. Standing far eagerly as he waited for permission. Aurelio’s chuckled as he patted his knee for the taller slave. “Silly Puppy, I love when you ask the obvious, My dumb, silly, Pet. Grind against me as our food cools Perrito, and down coffee with me”, Aurelio dripped out with a sultry love directed to his true love.

Spencer gleamed as Its almost skipped to Its owner, spilling a little bit of coffee from his over excitement, making its owner laugh deeply. The Pup placing the cups on the table beside Aurelio’s meal, Spencer looking down to his god bowl cooling down as he felt his owner wrap clothed arms around him. Spencer grinding his bare, fuzzy ass against the black pants of Its owner, stifling a whimper as they embraced.

Leaning into his muscle-pup, as he grabbed his cup, Spencer doing the same once his Don. Cuddling as they rushed to sip and savor their morning brew together, Spencer being warmed by the almost full body hug as his legs dangled to the side where his Pup-bowl was. Finishing their coffee, Spencer delicately got off his owner, his Master pecking the giggling puppy as he made it to the floor. The locks on his restraints jingling as the slave got on all fours. Rising his socked feet upward, Aurileo was left with no time by the eager dive of his husband getting under his thick limbs. Like a good, little, foot rest: Spencer arched his muscular back as his kneeling had him angled across the wooden legs, under the table, as his feet went beneath Its Master’s seat. Face-to-face with his doggy bowl.

Utensils in hand: Aurelio wasted no time eating like the Master of his home. His slave eating at the same time beneath him, Spencer’s cock winced violently lapped up his food with just his mouth. Aurelio’s slave loud in his pathetic ritual, Its ravenous hunger for the omelet comparatively messier in volume than It’s Owner’s delicately fast eating. Their pace practiced, but expedited as they enjoyed the hierarchy of their romance like many times before….condensed into 5 more minutes.

Dressed, full, quenched, and ready: came the part of Spencer’s morning he hated the most.

Crawling on all 4s along the hardwood of Aurelio’s house, the Puppy sulked as Its pale-blue iris’s stared to the ground as he carried his Master’s work-bag in its mouth. Cock no longer erect from his sadness.

The much older Dom already by the door to their home as he tried consulting his lover; “cariño...Come here, Puppy. I can’t have you depressed on our day before work, its bad luck”. The older man grabbed the wet handle of his bag from Spencer as the bond, naked slave sat beside the door. Spencer sitting beside the large doggie bed placed there for him to wait on after all his chores are done so It can serve Its Master the second he got home from work. His water bowl needing to be filled, a tablet mounted atop it displaying their messenger and lovesense app.

“i. i know, Don. I can’t stand seeing you leave sir. The loneliness gets too difficult to bare, especially since I always miss you”, Spencer peeped out in sad admission. Earning him a pet on his short, orange hair as Aurelio responded: “Ayyy Cariño, I know. I wish I could take you everywhere I go. I need you by my side everyday, every moment to truly feel like myself; and be happy together. Sadly, I can’t bring my F4gg0t to work, now can I?”.

Spencer whined, as he slowly turned his head back and forth in disapproval, still unable to look at Its owner. “Work has been consuming my time a lot, even before we married. But I have been trying to ensure I can dedicate myself More to you, Puppy. To shower you in all my attention, Love”, Aurelio’s softly vocalized as he patted his husbands head more tenderly. The act making Spencer look up from the sensation of pets. “So can you be a good Boy and bare a few hours alone, cariño? Take care of all your chores fast, so I can abduct you, abuse your toned, fuzzy body like a good Little Fuck meat?”, Aurelio cooed out as his tone got more gently sadistic.

Making Spencer blush as the thoughts of what Its owner had in mind, compelling his pretty blue eyes to make direct contact in the direction of his Husband’s golden irises. “yes-”, Spencer replied before he was interrupted. “Yess What Perrito?”, Aurelio retorted with a command to his pitch. Something clicking in Spencer’s head from years of condition his weak will to strong authority. Making him get stiff in his chastity belt, back straight as It responded.

“Yes Master, Sir; Pole will be a good Toy and do all its chores to be with you Fully, Master”, Spencer chimed out in almost a hypnotic euphoria. Aurelio’s chuckling deeply as he leaned downward to kiss his husbands head, his soft fuzzy lips traveling to make-out his partner.

As Aurelio’s phone buzzed with one last alarm. “Damn. I love you, Puppy. I will text you when I am done. Make sure your special tail is in, I want that cunt of yours tenderized by the time I get home~”, Aurelio teased as Spencer whimpered out. “I love you too, Masterrrr. I willlll”, The muscle-pup replied eagerly as he saw its owner go through the doors before it turned to 7am fully.

Leaving Spencer alone to take care of the house. Head tinging with loneliness, he went to work adding the last part of his uniform. Crawling on hands and knees: Spencer remembered what to do next with some sense of joy in the absence of Its master.

Waddling on his toned limbs to where his Lovesense-Puppy plug was nearby the setup. Grabbing it with his dominant hand as he began to suck on the 4 inches of thick, black silicone that would be keeping his tight cunt company. The taste of the toy a lovely stim, as he used some of his spit from his other hand as lube for fingering his asshole. Spencer’s hairy cheeks party wetly as his warm, silky entrance gave way to firm fingers as it quickly loosened from years of muscle memory. Cock straining in its pained prison, Spencer was leaning his face against the floor as he raised his ass to the sky once the plug was wet enough. The thick, 5in circumference making him drool as it went down his experienced hole as smoothly as possible.

His insertion being met by Aurelio’s timely reminder, blasting the toy at full vibration from a timer he had placed before using the toy himself at the school he taught. Barely smart enough to walk, Spencer rose close to the wall of his tablet, the restraints he took pride in wearing seeming heavier as he fantasized the day he would have as a Puppy once Aurelio was done with work.

‘Time to make Sir proud~ Can’t do chores until I am full like this, plus I miss my tail’, Spencer mused as he began wagging the silicone anal toy like a proper pet in excitement.

Spencer went through his usual list of chores and responsibilities, renewed by the repeated anal violation as Aurelio’s control app manually reminded the slave that Its owner watched his progress through the many cameras inside their home. The puppy: filled up his water bowl for when he got thirsty, licked his Master’s spare boots clean, cleaned the living room floor, cleaned the cat’s litter-box in their bedroom, fed their cat Cinnamon, did all the dishes as the laundry finished, etc.

Sometimes having to pause as he was forced to clutch on something due to the vibrator’s strength; it’s deep tenderization constantly on high did not help. Aurelio turning it up whenever he had a message for his puppy to crawl back to the front door to read the tablet. Usually with comments or post that could made Spencer almost cum if he wasn’t carefully

The final alert to a message tenderizing his asshole while the slave went to their fenced backyard to water their plants. The cold winter morning feeling good on Its skin, naked as a slave should be, broken out of its trance from the final task as it stopped the hose, water from the tube going wild as a jackhammer was invading Its prostate’s. Barely fast enough to stop the hose as Spencer struggled pathetically through the large doggie door, his crawl causing the bonds on his limbs to jingle with speed. The locks around their pink leather dangled faster as he picked up pace like a child going to open presents early for Christmas, as he saw it was time for Aurelio’s latest message on a nearby clock.

12:25pm.

5 minutes before Aurelio would be free.

Spencer waddled as his toned body practically ran like a proper puppy on all 4s, tail wagging fast as his cock oozed its ecstasy. Reading the message on the tablet as it read: ‘Almost out, cariño. Be ready’.

“YES MASTER~ Ahaahaha, I Am ready, SIRrrr, Pl-please come by soon, I love youuuu”, Spencer shouted to the camera on the expectation that his Owner was watching. As the athletic jock shook his toned ass one last time; as he went on all 4s to his doggie bed to wait like a good Boy for its Master.

Waiting patiently as his plug destroyed the tight cunt more and more as the toy was left on the highest setting. A sign that his Husband was watching. That Spencer’s lover kept his word, and would be there any minute to shower him in cruelty, affection, and love the jock needed from his husband as a Pet.

‘Just a few more minutes and they would be celebrating’, Spencer thought as he let the toy do its job, staring at the messenger app on his tablet. Watching it for any update, any second for his husband to respond—