Date: Tue, 1 Sep 2009 18:15:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mason <masecam@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alix, Michael and Daddy part 5

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*&%&* *%&%* Chapter 5: Gage's Training *%&%* *&%&*


Saturday night I'd gone to bed in a room full of men. Daddy, Michael
(Daddy's slave) and Gage (My slave). Sadly, I woke up Sunday morning to an
empty bed and room.  Daddy was an expert at moving me from his chest to the
pillow without waking me.

I knew the routine. Daddy would be down in the workout room putting Michael
through his exercises as Daddy lifted weights and did his cardio. Michael
knew his routine but Daddy never left anything up to chance. It's what made
him successful in business and life.

I had a moment of feeling as though my birthday night was just a dream. Was
Gage Thomas really in my house begging to be used and abused by me? I
crawled out from the warm covers and slipped on a pair of flannel pants and
crept down the stairs. I didn't hear anyone in the workout room. Had they
all gone out?

I went through the kitchen and saw Daddy standing on the back patio lifting
weights and watching the backyard.

"Where's everyone?" I asked him as I opened one of the French doors that
led out to the backyard. Daddy nodded over to the grass where Michael and
Gage were running back and forth across the backyard carrying cement
blocks. Michael was moving them from the side of the house to the back
fence and Gage was moving them from the back fence back to the side of the
house. They were working against each other and dripping sweat.

"It's a game. Whoever can clear their side completely, wins." Daddy
laughed. He was good at making up games.

"What do they win?" I laughed, pressing my nose into Daddy's side.

"Who cares!  I never promised a prize." Daddy laughed.

Gage caught sight of me and stopped running. A dopey grin spread across his
face. He dropped to his knees and lowered his head. It was enough for
Michael to grab three cement blocks from the side of the house and barrel
past him. His side was clear.

"That's it!  We have a winner. Time to get cleaned up. Let's go!" Daddy
called. Gage was half paying attention. He was happy to see me; a small
pair of running shorts clinging to his quickly growing package.

Michael called, "Good Morning Master Alix, are you ready for breakfast?" He
moved all of the cement blocks back against the house and walked towards
us. He snapped his fingers and Gage followed him back towards the house.

"In a little bit, I think you three need showers," I observed.

Daddy was wet but Michael and Gage were red and dripping. They stopped on
the back patio and slipped out of their shorts and used them to wipe the
excess sweat from each others' bodies.

Gage's cock stood proudly; arcing up to his tummy. He was always hard. I'd
eventually have to let him cum if I wanted to leave the house with
him. Michael's soft cock swung between his legs as he opened the door and
waited for me to pass through.  He followed me inside with Gage at his
heels.

After breakfast, Daddy announced that today we'd head over to the big mall
in Lacherette. Gage and Michael went to put on clothes other than the jocks
they wore around the house and then joined us in the garage. We were going
to take the new car out. I was in the passenger side playing with all the
buttons as Daddy explained what they did.

Gage slid in behind me with Michael behind Daddy. They both had on white
t-shirts and khaki shorts. Gage's was a little tight and showed off his
hard worked chest. It made his tanned skin more pronounced. I fought the
urge to reach back and do bad things to him. He caught me looking him over
in the mirror and lowered his gaze. The slaves buckled themselves in as
Daddy backed out of the driveway and into the cul-de-sac.

We drove around the lake and then out the large steel gates that the
security guard opened for us. It was about an hour to get to the mall and
Daddy let me play with the radio stations. I opened the sunroof and the 80
degree weather filtered down into the car. I had forgotten my
sunglasses. Michael caught sight of me squinting and quickly produced a
pair from his pocket.

"Sorry Master Alix, I saw you left them on the counter." He smiled, always
at the ready. Gage looked a little jealous and sad that he hadn't thought
of that.  He'd learn. He would get to where Michael was.

At the mall, Daddy and Michael split off from us. Daddy had given Gage a
credit card with his name on it to use for "emergencies." He said today we
could use it to buy Gage new clothes, and anything I might want, for
school, play, and semi-formal things we might need to go to.

All of Gage's old clothes had been left with Dr. Rand for other slaves he
might be training. He usually dressed them in second hand things from
resale stores without concern for sizes or style. I wanted Gage to look
good. I wanted his body on display. I wanted him to look smart and
professional for school yet sexy. I'm not into public humiliation. I want a
proud slave that women drool over and men want to breed. Not some weak
slutboy that dirty older guys feel free to fondle.

We were in our third store, he walked out of the dressing room modeling a
tight fitting pair of gray slacks with light gray boxes and a tight fitting
black sweater that V'ed down low enough in front to show the edges of his
hard, tanned pecs.  He looked at me and waited for my nod to go back in the
dressing room and hang the clothes back up. When he came out again in his
own clothes, he carried the outfit along with a pair of jeans and two other
shirts up to the counter to pay for them.

We walked out and it occurred to me that he hadn't said a word all
morning. "Tell me how you got into this," I said as we walked across the
courtyard towards Hollister.

"Yes Mas.."  he began.

"No, fuck, not in public. Call me Ali when we're out." I whispered
threateningly.

"Oh sorry Si... um Ali." Gage's cheeks turned a bright red, "I've always
been a slave. I always did whatever my father wanted. He wanted an athletic
son who was popular and confident. I never felt those things, but I did
what it took to please my father. He demanded that I excel at everything I
did. I worked hard to please him. When I went off to LSU I met an older
student who quickly saw this in me and began training me. He was wreckless
and daring and we drank pretty heavily every night.

He kept telling me to do more and more daring things. Eventually we got
caught together. We both ended up in front of the student discipline
counsel. My coach recommended I lose my scholarship. He was pretty grossed
out by the whole thing and wouldn't even look at me." Gage paused in front
of the store and looked a little sad.

I pulled him by the arm into the store. There wasn't much of a crowd today
so we continued talking.

"I knew what I needed was a responsible master. My father didn't want me
back in the house. As controlling as he was, there was never a sexual part
of it. He was disgusted by my behavior. The doctor offered to take me in
and he also saw my submissive nature. He trained me as a gift for you. I
was so excited to see my new masters would be you and Mr. Taussen. He has
the responsible structure I need and you, Ali; you're amazing. I'm
extremely lucky to have a hot younger master to care for."

"Me?" I asked, feeling a little undeserving of his adoration.

"Yes Ali, you... you don't see how hot you are?" Gage looked confused,
keeping his gaze on my chest.

"I do. I just wanted to make sure you know it," I said, feeling more
confident, "Now, we need some everyday clothes for you."

I had him try on a few printed henleys and cargo shorts. It was a good mix
on him and showed off his ass and strong chest. He would get looks at every
turn. I picked out a zip up hoodie for him in case it ever decided to get
cold down here and then he carried it all up to the register and paid.

By this time we had to make a trip out to the car and store the bags in the
trunk. We caught up to daddy who gave us the key. He and Michael had bought
a few clothes for Michael and a few pairs of shoes for himself. They
followed us out to the car and we loaded up the trunk.

Next, Gage and I headed off to the big department store, Daddy and Michael
were done so they followed along behind us. I had fun trying out different
colognes by spraying them on different parts of Gage and then sniffing
them. He stood there solemnly, taking it. The salesboy was this older gay
man who was getting very turned on by the scene.

"You sure take a lot of abuse. That's a good boyfriend," he joked.

"Boyfriend?  Him? Hah," I shook my head. Gage lowered his eyes, never
saying a word. His cheeks turned a dark pink.

"Oh..." truth settled in on the clerk. "Oh... hot." He smiled.

I finally found a scent that made Gage smell totally edible. I also got him
a few pairs of boxers and some tight little boxer briefs. Daddy paid for
the things this time and then we were off again.

While the slaves got the packages settled in the trunk, Daddy turned on the
car and got the AC running. I slid into the backseat behind him, wanting a
little alone time with Gage. The salesclerk had given him some alcohol
swabs to clean the variety of fragrances off of him and then applied a
light layer of the cologne we'd picked out. He'd thrown a few extra samples
in the bag along with a handful of other store samples. I kept the little
bag with me and looked through it.

"Perfect," I said to myself as I found a small pouch of pricy French
moisturizer.

Michael looked a little perplexed as he walked up to the car, but settled
into the passenger seat next to daddy. Gage slid in next to me and buckled
his seatbelt, his eyes trained down to his knees. We had an hour car trip
back to the house and I was feeling pretty aroused after spending the
afternoon playing dress up with my new toy. I reached over and took Gage's
hand and brought it down to my lap. He turned towards me, staring down at
his hand as it felt along the outline of my quickly hardening cock.

"Shorts off," I snapped and Gage quickly wiggled out of his shorts, folded
them and set them on the floor. He sat there in his t-shirt and jock,
bare-assed against the black leather seats. He put his hand back in my lap
where I'd placed it before.

I reached behind him and grabbed a fistful of his hair. I pushed his head
down into my lap. He kissed along the outline of my erection as I pushed
him further down into it.

"Take it out, suck it, slut." I was getting into this control thing. I felt
powerful having the older jock under my control. He was so easily
instructed. He happily performed any task I desired. I looked up towards
daddy and saw him watching from the rearview mirror. He smiled back at
me. I was making him proud, showing this slut who his master was.

Gage climbed up on his knees in the seat next to me, bent over and pressed
his exposed ass just below the window.

Daddy saw this and commented, "It's ok Ali; the back windows are completely
tinted."

Daddy told Michael he could turn and watch and he quickly snapped his head
back, shocked at the sight. Gage used his teeth to slide down the zipper on
my shorts and then bit at the button to undo my shorts. He nosed his way
down to the fabric of my jock, sniffing it and licking playfully at the
exposed outline of my erection.

"You want that cock slut? You want master's cock in your dirty slave
holes?" I growled down at him.

"Yes sir, please master Alix, use my holes," Gage begged. He looked up at
me with pleading eyes and quickly remembered to lower his gaze. I didn't
mind seeing his eyes, they were the perfect shade of brown, big and full,
expectant and humiliated. But Gage knew better than to meet the eyes of a
superior being. He went back to kissing up and down my cock.

I pushed him off of me for a second and then slipped my shorts and the jock
off of my legs. I pushed my t-shirt up and then pushed his head down into
my tummy. He kissed it gently, then worked his way down to my shaft.

I was so fucking hard, but I wanted to be inside him. I wanted to be the
last cock he ever had inside his hole. I knew I wouldn't let anyone else
have that hole for a long time. He was going to focus on pleasing my cock
and possibly never know another one. That's how we think of things at 17;
moments have permanence.

I used my teeth to tear at the sample of moisturizer. I hoped it would make
for decent lube, but either way I was going to be in that slave ass,
pounding away happily until I gave him the seed he desired. Michael watched
with drooling anticipation at the two boys playing in the backseat. He was
much closer to Gage's hole, so I passed him the sample and told him what to
do.

Michael reached behind him and slathered a thick line of the moisturizer
onto two fingers. He reached for Gage's hole and quickly entered the
slave. Gage gave a surprised yelp but kept his mouth buried on my cock. He
wiggled his ass happily as Michael worked the two fingers inside him.

"You like fingering that slut's hole, don't you slave?" Daddy asked
Michael.

"Yes sir, it is tight and should be pleasing to Master Alix." Michael
assured, "Gage has done a good job of following Master Alix's rule of
staying clean at all times.  He's ready to be entered."

"Remember to own that hole Alix, his pleasure comes from yours. Don't worry
about making him comfortable." Daddy commented as he entered the ramp onto
the interstate.

I gave three more pushes into Gage's throat and then roughly pulled his
head back by the hair. He didn't resist, even though I had his head tilted
back at an awkward angle.

"You ready to be fucked?" I nodded at him.

"Yes sir, please sir, please give me your cock," Gage begged, lucking at it
lustily. He licked his lips as he panted from the rough treatment.

"Turn around, show me that hole, slut," I barked. Gage moved around
awkwardly in the backseat as Michael's fingers slipped out of him. His hole
was perfect, puckered and begging for my cock.

"Lie down, spread those legs," I said and undid my seatbelt to get up on my
knees. Gage slid his right leg down onto the seat between my legs and let
the other leg fall to the floor. Michael handed me the leftover sample of
moisturizer and then pulled a wet wipe from the center console and cleaned
off his fingers. I wiggled out of my t-shirt and laid down on top of Gage.

I positioned my cock at his hole and forced my way in. Gage inhaled
sharply, but took it. I slid in a good six inches into him. It fit
perfectly. I wasn't the most hung fantasy guy, but I was growing and I knew
in a year or two I'd have a cock big enough to do some serious damage to
this hole.

"You feel me? You like that, slut?" I growled into Gage's ear. I had my arm
across his back, forcing him down into the seat as we christened the new
Volvo.

"Yes sir, please fuck me sir," Gage whimpered. I was rock hard inside
him. This wasn't going to be a long fuck. It was the first time I'd been
inside someone. I felt his hole tighten around me. He was sucking me into
him. He wanted it. He needed it.

"Yeah take my cock," I growled and forced myself all the way inside the
tight jock hole. He whimpered and begged under me for me to fuck him hard
as I started to slide in and out of him. Within a few minutes I was working
up a solid pounding rhythm.

"Yeah bitch, take that cock. Take master's cock." I was so fucking into
this. I slid my arms under his chest and pulled him back against me. He
pushed up on his elbows as I buried my mouth into the back of his neck,
biting and sucking on the tender nape.

"Ohhhhh Master, That's feels so good sir, Unffffff," Gage buried his face
into the seat, delirious with lust as I piston-fucked his tight hole. He
worked his muscles on my shaft. I could feel myself getting close. Fuck. I
tried to think of something else to slow this down. It felt so good to be
inside him, holding his tight muscled chest, having this hot older jock
under my control.

"Uhhhhhh Master Alix," he whined like a desperate little slut. "Uhhhh
fuccckkkkk mmmmmeeeee."

I was biting and sucking the back of his neck, the edges of his ear, even
his hair. I just wanted to taste him so badly. I inhaled the scent of the
cologne I'd picked out for him mixed with the sweat from our hot fuck
session. He wiggled his ass, trying to accommodate all of me. I slipped my
right hand down his abs and grabbed at his raging cock still covered in the
jock strap. It strained against the pouch, bumping happily along the
upholstery every time I fucked into him. His cock was leaking and hard. I
jerked at it and felt his body tighten up.

"Master Alix, I'm so close. I can't stop it sir. Please can I
cum. Pleeeeeaassseee," he begged, trying his best to hold off for
permission. I was close as well. I knew if I exploded inside him it would
send him over the edge. He had his arms up, his hands were far from his
cock but I knew he didn't need touch to cum.

"Wait for me slut, wait to cum with your master," I whispered low into his
ear.

"Yeesssss Sirrrrr," he responded as his head kept bumping against the car
door. I put my lips into the side of his neck and bared teeth against his
skin as I felt my explosion building.

"Here we gooooo," I yelled into his ear as I felt my cock straighten up and
begin to convulse inside the tight hole. I filled him up quickly and felt
his cock fill my hand with his own juice.

"Ahhhhhhhh fucckkkk Masterrrrrr. Thhhaannnkkkk Yooouuuu," Gage whined into
his arm.

"Yeah cum for master, yeah, good slut," I encouraged as I filled his ass
with my seed.  I'd forgotten we were in the car and forgotten that we'd had
an audience. All I thought of was getting my seed deeper inside the slave
hole. I pounded in and out of him a few more times and then collapsed onto
his back.

I'm probably a good forty pounds lighter than Gage; so I knew I wasn't
doing much damage lying on his back. He made no protestations but instead
collapsed into the seat. We breathed together in heavy rhythm. Recovering,
my cock still buried deep inside him. I slid my hand from under him and
held it up to his mouth.

Gage licked his cum hungrily from my palm, and then cleaned any traces from
between my fingers. He sucked each finger in gently, worshipping his
master's touch.

I finally recovered my breath and whispered, "That was hot, good boy." I
nipped my teeth along his back and he shivered.

"Thank you sir. I love having you inside me. I hope you'll always want to
be there, master." Gage closed his eyes, worn out from the rough ride. I
closed my eyes too and fell into a nap on top of him, still buried inside
him.

Michael was the one who woke me up. We were safely in the closed garage. He
opened the back door of the car and leaned over me, then hooked his hands
under my shoulders and lifted me up to his chest. I was naked and dirty, my
cock slipped out of Gage's hole and dripped down on him and then onto
Michael. Michael didn't care, he loved to pick me up like Daddy did.

Michael began to walk towards the door. I looked back and saw Daddy swat
Gage on the ass.

"Hey!  Dumbass, get the clothes and bring in the packages. And get a
shower, you reek." Daddy poked at Gage, "Put your clothes away and then get
down to the kitchen to help Michael with Dinner." Daddy barked at Gage who
scrambled around the backseat to collect the clothes we'd left. He used his
t-shirt to clean up the mess on the leather seats.

Michael took me up to the shower and cleaned me off and then brought fresh
clothes for me to change in to. He had stripped off his clothes and was
standing in his jock, waiting for me with a fresh towel when I was clean. I
got dressed and found Daddy stretched out on the bed flipping TV channels
and checking email on his laptop.

"My baby had a good day?," Daddy smiled up at me.

"Yes sir, thank you for the clothes and my new toy (Gage)," I crawled onto
the bed and put my head against Daddy's chest.

"That's what my baby deserves. You're quickly becoming the man who I'll
pass my businesses on to. Soon enough you'll be off to college and taking
your slave with you."

"I still have this year and next of High School, Daddy," I corrected him,
rubbing a finger around his nipple.

"I know baby, but it will be done before you know it. I want you to enjoy
this time."  Daddy said sounding a little sad. "I was worried you wouldn't
handle Gage too well and I'd just have to train him myself, but I'm really
proud of you Ali. I mean that." He leaned down and kissed the top of my
damp hair.

"Thank you sir." I said and cuddled into his chest.

Michael served me a plate of sautéed vegetables at the kitchen
counter. For Daddy he had a plate of pasta and a cold beer. We ate at the
counter while Michael and Gage ate chopped turkey out of bowls on the floor
on either side of us. Gage was on his knees, he'd put his new collar around
his neck. I felt a little sorry for Gage so I picked up a few pieces of the
sautéed zucchini and put my hand down so Gage could lick it off my
fingers. He lapped at it hungrily.

"Thank you sir," he mouthed and went back to work on his turkey. Daddy was
always making sure the slaves had high protein food. Michael lived on
protein shakes, turkey, vegetables and fish. Gage was adjusting to the new
diet. Dr. Rand usually had his slaves on whatever he felt like eating.

Gage finished his meal and took his bowl to the dishwasher and then came
back to sit at my side and wait for Daddy and me to finish. I reached down
to stroke the top of his head thoughtlessly as Daddy went over details of
tonight's Gage training.

"Tonight I want you to just watch," he told me. "We're going to do some
work on those balls and ass. I've let you bond with him, but tonight you'll
be reminded that he IS a slave, not your friend, not your lover."

******************************

I sat on the couch and folded my legs under me. Michael knelt on the floor
next to my knee. He sat up completely, arching his back. This was proper
form for viewing Daddy in action. I reached out and stroked the top of his
head. That was becoming a weird habit for me. I scratched behind his ears a
few times and Michael cocked his head to the side like the dogs do. I
laughed and he turned around and smiled up at me.

Daddy fastened the leash to Gage's collar... well, it was MY collar, but it
was for putting on him. I thought he looked very hot in it. I thought about
getting a little jingle ball to put on it like the cats wear, but I think
that would be more humiliating for the master than it was for the slave. No
bell for Gage.

"Get that jock off, you're to wear nothing but the collar until you earn
it." Daddy barked. Gage scrambled out of the jockstrap, folded it into a
square and set it on the floor. Daddy yanked at his collar and walked over
to the bed. Gage stumbled and followed behind him unsteadily.

Daddy yanked Gage across the bed and told him to get on his knees. Gage sat
up on his knees, resting his ass against his heels and crossed his arms
behind his back.  He stared straight ahead at the wall. He arched his back,
putting his package on display, his hard cock pointing up towards his
tummy. Daddy let the leash hang down Gage's chest and went to a bag he had
set on a chair.

Daddy pulled out a few packages of soft, white rope. He threw two packages
on the bed and tore into the third. He tossed the plastic onto the floor
and Michael scrambled to pick it up and then returned to the floor beside
me.

"Turn around, face the headboard," Daddy barked. As Gage scrambled to
comply, Daddy slipped off his shirt and then his shorts. He tossed both at
Michael who collected and folded them. Michael set them on the couch next
to me and got back into viewing position. Daddy stood by the bed in a pair
of white boxer briefs that proudly displayed his ass and ample package. I
laid my hand back on Michael's head and stroked it a little more
sensuously.

Daddy knelt on the bed beside Gage and reached in front of him. I couldn't
see what he was doing, but I heard Gage yelp and guessed that Daddy had
grabbed his cock. Daddy took the rope and went back to Gage's front. He
made some quick motions with his hand and pulled a tight knot. Gage let out
a cry of pain.

Daddy put his face right up to Gage's ear and barked, "What's that, slut?"

"Th...Thank you sir," Gage breathed hard. Daddy pushed him forward and Gage
put out his hands against the pillows to catch himself. His knees spread
out a bit and I saw that Daddy had tied a tight knot around the base of his
cock and another between his cock and balls. His nuts hung low and tight,
they were a darker shade of red.

Daddy took the rest of the rope and pulled it taught behind Gage. His nuts
strained helplessly against the rope. Daddy took the line back to his right
ankle and tied the rope around it. It pulled Gage's nuts away from his
body, stretching out his sack.

Daddy took scissors from the beside table and cut off the rest of the rope
and went back to Gage's balls. He tied another knot around them and pulled
a tight line down to Gage's left ankle.

"AHHHH.  THANK YOU SIR," Gage cried out.

Daddy got back to his feet and turned to address us. I must have looked a
little worried for Gage because Daddy said, "It's ok Ali, this is what he's
built for. It hurts now, but soon this will be normal for him. I'll expect
you to do this to him next time, so pay attention."

"Yes sir," I nodded, pulling my knees up into my chest. I rested my chin
against my knee and hugged my legs to me.

Daddy tore open another package of rope and tossed the plastic to Michael
who scrambled to collect it and put it with the first package he'd
collected. Michael seemed intrigued but not shocked at the scene. I put my
hand back on top of his head and played with his ear. He reached up to cup
my hand with his and said, "Thank you Master Alix."

Daddy took the next piece of rope and cut off a few feet of it. He pulled
Gage up to his knees by his neck. It released some of the pressure on his
nuts, but they were still tied up pretty tightly.

Daddy took Gage's left wrist and pulled it up behind his back. He took his
right wrist and did the same. It caused Gage to arch his back bring his
elbows down to his sides.

"Ahhhh Thank... Thank you sir," Gage was breathing pretty heavily now. He
looked uncomfortable and pained. He snapped his head back and I caught
sight of desperate eyes and deeply reddened cheeks.

"Stare at the wall, fucker. No one said you could look at us," Daddy
growled close to the slave's ear. Gage turned his head back to the wall.

Daddy held his arms in the precarious position and quickly tied the rope
around his wrists, keeping his arms pinned behind him. The rope was tight,
but once Daddy let go, it allowed Gage to lower his arms to a slightly less
painful position.  Daddy pushed Gage forward again, this time with no arms
to catch him. Gage buried his face in the pillow.

Daddy grabbed a fistful of Gage's hair and pulled his head back. "Don't get
your dirty face on my bed, slut." Daddy barked. Gage kept his head a few
inches off the pillows.

Daddy went over to my side of the bed where I'd left the toys I got to use
on Gage. He pulled out the plug we'd used on Gage last night (Michael had
cleaned, dried and stored it properly). Daddy lubed it up and went back
behind Gage who had his ass spread and exposed from the way he was
positioned.

"You need to keep something in his ass at all times. A slave hole should be
filled when he's not exercising." Daddy turned to me and instructed as he
lubed up the plug.

"We'll use the smaller one for him to keep in while he's at school or out
running you around, but this will make a nice house plug." Daddy positioned
the tip at Gage's hole and slowly worked it inside him.

Gage moaned and wiggled his ass.

"You like that plug, pig?" Daddy asked.

"Yes sir, please fill me master," Gage begged.

"Ok pig, whatever you want," Daddy shoved the plug in causing Gage to cry
out in pain.

"What's that, slut?" Daddy laughed.

"Thank you sir," Gage said through muffled sniffles. "Thank you master."

I slid my legs down to the floor. This scene had me worked up and I needed
a mouth on my cock.

I slid my shorts and jock down and off my legs and laid them on Michael's
head.

Michael turned towards me and took the clothes off his head, folded them
and put them with Daddy's clothes. I grabbed him by the ear and pulled his
head over to my lap. Michael got up on his knees and crawled between my
legs and began lapping at my stiff cock.

"I knew you'd get into this," Daddy said with a smile and a wink as he
watched me push Michael down on my cock. I felt the back of Michael's
throat as he pressed his nose against my tummy. He looked up at me with
grateful eyes and began to bob up and down on my cock.

I turned back to see Daddy twisting the plug in Gage's ass as he squirmed
and begged for more. Daddy gave Gage's ass a few hard smacks and then gave
a hard smack on Gage's plug.

"AHH FUCCKKK!" Gage yelled out.

"What was that? You have a problem with how your being trained?" Daddy was
pissed. He reached for Gage's hair and pulled him up to his knees.

"I'm sorry sir, I... sorry master," Gage started begging hardcore, but
Daddy had a deep glare in his eyes. Gage would pay for his outburst.

Daddy turned to me and collected himself, "This is what happens when you
allow a slave control of his mouth. I guess he needs ALL his holes filled."
Daddy went over to the box of the toys I'd gotten and pulled out the
smaller plug. He went to Gage's mouth and shoved it in. Gage squirmed and
made muffled protests.

Daddy used one hand to hold the plug in Gage's mouth and the other to grab
a fistful of his hair. He pulled Gage's head back and asked, "Now, did you
have any problems with your training, pig?"  Gage shook his head furiously
to indicate that he had no problems.

"Are you sure?" Daddy mocked him, "We want to make your stay here as
comfortable as possible."

Gage nodded his head and tried to smile around the plug filling his lips.

"Good, now where were we?" Daddy feigned momentary confusion. He looked
over at me. "You ready to try a few things Alix?" I nodded, "Yes sir."

I pushed Michael off my cock and he went back to his viewing position on
the floor. He traced his tongue around the ring of his lips to suck in any
of my pre-cum that had leaked out and smiled contentedly.

Daddy took my hand and brought me up to the bed. I knelt down behind Gage,
watching that beautiful ass squirm and that hole clamp down around the
plug.

Daddy brought over the box of birthday toys. "Ok, you can pick one... or
two to shove in him. Make it big or I'll pick one out myself." He told me.

I opened a box called "Master Dong 9." "Is this good?" I looked over at
Daddy anxiously.

"Well, it's not for starters, but we'll see how he does." Daddy
chuckled. "That's my boy."

Gage was doing well at not looking back. He focused straight ahead,
remembering Daddy's last punishment for him. He kept wiggling his ass
expectantly as Daddy opened and lubed up the Master Dong for me.

"Ok, let's start slowly," Daddy cautioned, handing me the toy carefully
like it was loaded.

I took it and then grabbed the plug from Gage's ass. He wiggled when I
began to slide it out.

"No baby, turn it as you pull," Daddy put his hand over mine and lightly
twisted it as it popped out of Gage's hole.

I held the plug up and Michael scrambled over and took it from me. He went
into the bathroom to clean it as I put the tip up to Gage's hole.

"You ready for this?" I asked Gage.

"MMmfff," he mumbled around the plug in his mouth and nodded his head. He
stuck his ass out, slid his legs further apart and waited anxiously, not
seeing what was about to fight its way inside him. I rubbed the tip against
Gage's hole. It puckered out, trying to grab for the tip. His posture and
wiggling told me how badly he wanted to please me.

I pushed the head of the cock against his hole and worked the tip inside
him.

"Twist it, angle it, let his hole get used to it little by little. Once
he's good with it you can rough fuck him. For now, take it
slowwwwlllllyyyy," Daddy cautioned, hovering over me nervously.

Daddy moved behind me and slipped his hands down along my arms. Shivers
went through me at his touch, his warm chest against my back. He covered my
hands with his and forced a little more of the toy inside Gage. Gage
shivered and then tensed up sharply.

"That's it, easy baby, ease it in there," Daddy whispered against my
neck. He kissed and nibbled at my neck and cheek, his warm breath rushing
over my skin.

"Yeah baby, give him a little more," Daddy instructed. He shoved a good two
inches into Gage's waiting hole. Gage's body tensed up. Daddy smacked the
side of his ass, causing him to jump a little.

"Relax slut, open it up, don't fight it or it will hurt." Daddy
ordered. Gage nodded and took a deep breath, another inch slipped into
him. The toy was halfway inside him now. I was rock hard and Daddy's
erection was sliding up between my cheeks. I leaned back against him, torn
between wanting to tear that hole up and wanting Daddy inside me.

Gage turned me on, but I knew who my Daddy was. I wanted to make him
proud. I slid the toy another inch inside Gage. He was loosening up,
accepting his fate, wanting to please us. He proudly displayed his ass and
pushed himself back on the toy. It was about two inches shy of the base. I
tried to push it a little more.

"Nope, that's it for now. We bottomed out in there," Daddy said. "Now we
wiggle it a little to let him get used to it, then you can start fucking
him."

"Yes sir," I turned my face into his chest and chewed lightly on his
nipples.

"Mmmm fuck yeah, that's my boy," Daddy smiled down at me and kissed the top
of my head.

Daddy took my hand and moved the toy around in a slow circle. He counted
four circles and then slowly slid the toy out.

Gage made an "uhhhh," noise to indicate his pleasure. Daddy pulled it out
almost to the tip and then slowly pushed it back into him. Gage repeated
the noise a little more loudly.

"Ok, he's good, give it to him baby." Daddy said as he bit softly on my
earlobe. He took his hands off mine and I let the toy slip almost all the
way out Gage's ass. I straightened the angle and drove it into him.

"AHHHHH MMMMMM," Gage began breathing heavily. He tried to crawl away from
the toy. I slid it out of him and then drove it right back in. Gage had his
head near the headboard now. I started rough fucking him. In, Out, In, Out,
Gage inched closer and closer to the headboard until his face was pressed
against it.

I kept sliding in and out of him, picking up the pace as I reached over him
and grabbed the back of his collar. I used it to steady him, Gage made a
slight choking noise.

I hooked three fingers inside his collar as I pushed the toy deeper in and
out of him.

"Yeah, you like that cock slut?" I felt my voice drop an octave at the
order. Gage jumped a little.

Daddy slid a hand down my chest and began to jerk on my dripping cock. I
was right up against Gage's side, pulling on his collar and shoving the toy
deeper inside him.

It only took three more jerks from Daddy and my cock began spraying hot cum
all over Gage's back.

"OHHHHHH FUCK," I yelled and pushed the toy all the way into Gage as I
sprayed him down for the second time that day.

"Yeah baby, cum for Daddy, cover that slave in your juice. Mark what's
yours!" Daddy growled into my ear and jerked my cock long and hard.

I relaxed into Daddy's chest as my eruption subsided. He rubbed my tummy
and chest as he held me to him, burying his chin in my hair.

Daddy slipped an arm under my butt and lifted me up and then set me down on
the bed next to Gage, who shifted awkwardly, the toy still buried inside
him. I saw his cock, rock hard and dripping pre-cum onto the bed.

Daddy went over to Michael and grabbed him by the neck. He pushed him down
to his knees and shoved his cock into Michael's willing mouth. He pumped
Michael's head on it a few times and then released his pent up eruption as
Michael sucked and swallowed wildly. I saw Michael's eyes double in size,
trying to keep up with Daddy's fury. He buried his nose in Daddy's pubes,
swallowing every drop Daddy gave him.

Daddy gave a few more pumps into Michael's mouth and then held him there,
relaxed, and closed his eyes with a long and low, "Ahhhhhhh."

He pulled Michael off of him, and the slave gasped desperately for air. He
sat back on his heels, and looked up adoringly at his master.

"Thank you sir," Michael beamed, licking the stray drops of Daddy juice
from his lips.  Daddy held his hand on Michael's head, stroking it
lovingly.

"Good boy," he said and then turned from Michael.

"Lets go get you ready for bedtime," Daddy said to me as though none of
this had happened.

"Michael, get this mess cleaned up and get that slave into the shower," he
said, and then came over and picked me up into his arms. Daddy threw me
over his shoulder, smacked my ass playfully and then carried me off to the
shower.

We spent a long time washing off, soaping up, and kissing.

"I'm so proud of you Alix, you're making him your own. Ownership is what
counts here," Daddy told me as he worked the washcloth into my hole. "He's
yours, don't ever let him forget it."

"Yes sir," I nodded and turned to kiss his strong, furry chest.

Michael was waiting when we finished our shower. He looked freshly showered
and waited with a towel. Gage came in a few seconds behind him. He had all
the rope and toys put away and was standing naked next to Michael, still a
little damp from his own shower.

Michael handed him a towel and he came over to me and slipped it around my
shoulders and worked his way down to my waist, kneeling in front of me. He
pulled back the tip of my cock and dried it lightly and then worked his way
down my legs.  Michael had begun on Daddy, but Daddy took the towel and
waved him off, slightly annoyed.

I put on a clean pair of sleep pants and t-shirt and got into bed. The toys
had been cleaned, dried and put away in the box. The room was back to
normal. I wondered how they had worked so quickly. I wasn't all that tired,
but we had school tomorrow.

Daddy slipped in next to me as Michael went to lock up. Gage waited next to
the bed, naked, his hands crossed behind his back. I think he was waiting
for directions on where to sleep, hoping to be worthy of our bed.

"You two can share Michael's twin bed," Daddy said once Michael had
returned. Gage looked a little dejected, but Michael waited at the door for
him and cleared his throat. Gage followed him and Daddy pulled me onto his
chest, slipped his arms around me, rested a hand on the back of my head.


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