Date: Fri, 14 Feb 2020 19:30:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Breaking Brice Installment 12

Jay had left Brice tied up and gagged in his bedroom before he went to take
the photos.  The weather was turning a bit colder, and the house was not
that well insulated, so rather than leave Brice naked as he wanted to, he
let him dress in a tight pink shirt, khakis and sneakers with socks.  He
had roped Brice's hands behind his back, and gagged him with a "present"
Bill had brought as a house gift: a penis gag, with a much bigger plug than
the one Brice had been using.

Brice sat in the chair, listening to the noises of Al being taken by Bill.
While he knew there was no way he could get out of the knots Jay had tied,
he tried anyway.  Somehow, it kept the "spark" alive in him that at some
point, he would be able to get free.  Whether he took the chance or not,
was still something that he debated before he fell asleep.  There were
moments when he wanted out, and then, when Jay wrapped his arms around him,
or nibbled his ear, or kissed him, those wishes just dried up.

He heard Jay opening the door, so Brice spread his legs and puffed out his
chest.  Jay had made clear, from the start, that this was the default
position when he was tied up.  He had not kept it once, and paid dearly:
the clamps for three hours, and then a brutal fucking, followed by a second
one with a dildo.

"Always nice to come to the room and find you just the way I like ya
Brice," Jay walked over and began massaging Brice's nips through his shirt.
Jay had told Brice that, over time, his nips would get more sensitive, and
they had.  The chest exercises he was doing at the gym seemed to increase
sensitivity too.  There were times when Jay would just tease a nip with a
small paint brush, and Brice would throw a boner.

Brice began to moan from the sensation.  "How do ya like your present,
Briceman?  You like the new gag?  Makes you feel like you're sucking me all
the time, huh?"  Brice had to agree: it wasn't as good as the real thing,
but if he couldn't have that....  And again, thoughts of escape went out of
his head.

"Bill is probably finishing off now, and he and I thought we'd take you
subs out to dinner tonight, so while he gets Al cleaned up, and dressed,
you're gonna get dressed too.  I wish we had time for a little fucking, but
that'll wait for tonight."

He undid the wrist ropes keeping Brice in the chair.  Then he kissed him
squarely on the lips.  "Al is fun, but you're more fun."  Brice bowed his
head "Thank you Sir.  I learned how to behave from you."  Jay smiled "Well,
all a Dom can do is bring out a sub's inner core."  He paused "SO, you
can't go to dinner like that, so I'm gonna have to pick you something."

"Please Sir, if you wouldn't mind, can I try to surprise you?  I know what
you like, and I'd like to take a shot at dressing myself tonight."

Jay smiled.  "Ok, handsome, you can make a go of it.  But if you don't
please me, you'll change.  And before you change, you'll take 5 minutes of
clamp work."

"Yes Sir.  I understand.  Now, I'd like to surprise you, so can I have the
room to myself ?"

Jay was amused, and wondered what Brice had in store, but smiled and said
"OK.  You call me when you're ready."  I'll be outside the door."  He left,
closed the door and locked it, and leaned against the wall, looking at the
photos he had just taken.  Yeah, sharing Al was going to be hot.  When he
was fucking Brice, Brice always seemed to have a look of rapture on his
face.  Al, on the other hand, was clearly struggling.  It was arousing, and
Jay was getting aroused.



"Ready Sir," came through the door and Jay walked in.  WOW.  Was this the
guy who really had to rely on his natural good looks six months ago?  Brice
had put on an oatmeal colored buttondown shirt, and a sweater that was a
cross between magenta, and red.  It was beautiful.  But the best part: the
gym was clearly having an effect, and you could see it in the faded, tight
jeans he was wearing.  Jay remembered how, when he saw Brice in those
jeans, he used to think "Nice face/bony ass."  That ass was not bony
anymore.  It was rich and full, and seemed to be begging to be split open.

Jay walked up to Brice, smiling, and took his wrists in his hands.  He
pushed them behind Brice's back.  "You did good boy.  You did so good I may
have to fuck you before dinner.  But then, that'll destroy the effect."

Brice was pleased.  Bringing Al into the relationship had woken his
competitive edge.  Maybe he STILL harbored thoughts of escape at times, but
if he wasn't going to escape, damn it, he was not going to be second
choice.

"Don't be surprised if the boys are a little more formal," Jay told Brice.
"Bill has this thing about neckties.  He loves them.  He loves having a sub
in a necktie because he feels it reminds the sub that he IS in bondage, and
he's reliant on his Dom even to breathe."

"Does Sir want me to put on a tie?"

"No, Brice.  I take a different approach.  I want quick access to your skin
if I want it.  I don't want to bother with neckties.  You stick to what
you've got on.

"Hey guys, we're ready."  Bill walked down the hall, his hand firmly on
Al's forearm.  Al was tied up, hands behind his back, in a yellow
buttondown shirt, a dark tie, opened at the top, and very tight brown
corduroy pants.  He did NOT look happy, and scowled at everyone.  "OOOOH,
my pretty boy is so cute even when he frowns."  Bill reached in to lick
Al's ear.  You could tell that the training was having an effect: Al
started to pull away, and then stopped.  When Bill had finished mauling Al,
he turned to Jay and smiled.  "I got one of the tightest asses I have ever
fucked in my life.  But now that just makes me jealous of you Jay."  He
squeezed Al's arm.  "You got your cherry popped twice today stud.  It's not
gang banging, but two of the best in the business made you their bitch.
We're gonna be celebrating that. "



Jay was experienced enough with Bill's idiosyncrasies to offer him the keys
to drive to the restaurant.  Jay had made the reservation.  It wasn't a
formal place, and the four of them would undoubtedly get some attention.
That was fine with Jay.  The more people saw he and Brice in public
together, the more acclimated Brice would get to it.



Bill dragged his tied up bottom to the car, and sat him in the front, while
Jay and Brice took the back seats.  "How the fuck am I gonna eat with my
hands tied," grunted Al.  Brice knew, right away, this was not gonna go
unpunished and it wasn't.  Bill turned and smiled at him, as if "Jay treats
you too well," then turned around and pressed his hand down on Al's locked
cock.  It happened so fast, Al couldn't even try to hold it together and he
screamed in pain.  "YOU FUCKER" Bill laughed as he continued to press.
"Good choice of word Al.  Perfect.  Now, listen up.  You're gonna have to
learn to behave.  I CAN be very nice, but I'm not Jay, and I WILL call you
out on any behavior that is not subordinate.  GOT IT? "

"Yeah, I got it," grunted Al, which got another press to his cock.

"Eventually, that answer is gonna be yes sir.  But if it takes a while,
that's fine with me."

As Bill started the car, Jay spoke "hot Bill.  VERY VERY hot.  "  He put
his hand on Brice's cock, but didn't go for any pain.  "Remember when you
had to be taught some manners, handsome."  The touch got Brice aroused, but
it didn't hurt "Yes Sir.  I remember.  I was sore a lot.  Not in a good
way."

Bill laughed "Sore, and not in a good way.  I like that. "  He pulled Al to
him, and began nip work.  "Al, when I get through with you this weekend,
you're gonna be sore in a good and not good way.  How much of each is gonna
be up to you."

"Hey Bill, question," came from Jay.  "How are you gonna manage this,
working together?"  Bill laughed "Oh, no worries.  Remember.  Vince works
with us too, and he's already under control.

WHAT?  said Al, incredulous "You did this to Vince too?"

"Actually, Al, Vince came to me.  I'll tell the story at dinner. But to
jump to the chase, yeah, I've been fucking Vince for about 4 months.  I've
got my fantasy now, just like Jay.  I've got both of you.  "  Afraid of
what else he might here, Al kept quiet on the way to the restaurant.  When
they pulled into the parking lot, Bill undid the ropes.  "Only for dinner
stud.  I think you're SO FUCKING HOT tied up, it's gonna be rare that
you're not."



The hostess at the restaurant knew Jay, and he and Brice had been there
before.  There was no trouble getting a booth, and both Jay and Bill sat on
the outside of the double seat, next to their subs.  It was standard: they
couldn't get out without permission.  Jay didn't really worry about Brice,
but Bill knew that Al was still a wild card.

Things got a bit tense when the server brought over menus.  Bill took the
menu intended for Al.  "HEY.  Don't I get to eat?" he protested, which
provoked another one of Bill's big toothy smiles.  "You're worried about
eating?  You live on cheese puffs and orange soda.  Yeah, you're gonna eat,
but I make the choices for you.  And.... "  he patted Al's belly.  "This is
hot, but you can tell you live on cheese puffs and orange soda."

Jay took it all in, sort of grinning.  Bill's strict behavior meant Al was
going to be grateful when he was in Jay's hands.  This was a plus to him.
He also turned to Brice and said "Now, aren't you glad I made you join a
gym, you sexy bastard?"  Jay put his hand on the inside of Brice's thigh.
He was stunned, when Brice reached down, interlocked his fingers with Jay,
and held them, like they were holding hands on a date.  Brice had been
receptive to sex for months, but this was the first time Jay could think of
where there was a show of affection.  Had he "broken" Brice on another
level?

Dinner went, pretty much as expected.  Jay and Brice were the settled
couple, and while Bill had plenty of experience in dominating men, Al was
like a pony that was just getting used to the bit.  Bill had to use a
little more force than Jay would have liked, but it seemed to work, and Al
began to behave half way through dinner.  Bill even let him take off his
tie and roll up his sleeves.

When they got back in the car, Bill retied Al, and they started the trip
back.  Brice surprised Jay again, by grabbing his hand in the backseat, and
holding it.  Then, when he thought Bill wasn't looking, he pulled Jay's
hand up to his lips and kissed it.  Bill saw it and laughed.  "Man oh man
Jay.  You always said you wanted him wrapped around your finger, and you
got him right there.  Now maybe his legs will be wrapped around your
shoulders," and he howled.  He turned to Al.  "You may never kiss my hand
like that, but trust me stud. Your legs WILL be over my shoulders.  Not too
long from now either. "

All of this was making Jay think things through: had this worked better
than he thought it would?  He hadn't really planned on Brice getting
jealous, but it looked like the two "lovebirds" in the front seat were
having that effect on him.  Hmmm.  Learn something new every day, and
everyone surprises you."

They got back to the house, and said goodnight to each other before heading
to their rooms.  They were leaving the next morning, after breakfast.  Bill
had his hand on Al's shoulder.  "Now, you can behave and sleep in a bed, or
act out, and you'll go to the cage.  Your choice, big guy."  Al seemed to
be realizing he was beaten, and sort of murmured "the bed Sir.  Please."
Bill turned around and gave Jay the thumbs up before they headed off.  Jay
turned to Brice.  "And you, Sir Sub, are going to get fucked HARD tonight.
I'm using the bathroom.  You get in there, you get undressed and you get on
that bed. "



When he came back, Brice had more surprises for him.  Not only was he on
the bed and naked, but he had adjusted the restraints at the wrists.  Now,
instead of Jay needing to tie them, a quick pull by Brice and he was
secured.

"When the hell did you do that?"  Jay asked .  Brice looked up at him.  "I
didn't forget ALL my physics when I went to law school Sir."  Jay laughed
"touche' Isaac Newton.  Now we're going to learn that a body in motion,
especially a penis, stays in motion."  He got on top of Brice, and began
foreplay: nibbling Brice's nips, frenching him, whispering filth in his
ear.  When he moved down, to take a position for screwing his sub, there
was another surprise.  Instead of just lifting his legs, Brice bent his
knees, and rested his shins on Jay's shoulders.  "That should give you a
better angle Sir.  You can get in further, and hold the position longer."

"You've been on the computer again, haven't you?"  Brice grinned "Sir, I
don't want to lose you to Al."  Jay smiled back.  "I don't think that's
going to be a problem.  "  Then he slid his cock into Brice.  He was right.
The position made it MUCH easier for him to enter Brice, and to go deeper,
and harder.  He had Brice moaning in seconds.  The almost wicked grin on
Jay's face as he took him was both arousing and frightening to Brice.  Over
the last six months, Jay had learned a number of "hot spots" that Brice
had, and he used them all.  For example, he had learned that a slight tilt
to the left with his cock, followed by stopping the thrusts, could drive
Brice crazy, as it did now.  The moans got louder and deeper.  Jay was
working to contain his climax, because he wanted to fuck Brice tonight
long, and hard.  Jay's instincts were usually good about bottoms, and he
sensed that, while the competitive side of Brice was coming out over Al, he
also sensed that Brice was trying to convince himself to resist.  Even if
he weren't, Jay was going to assume he was, and break that resistance.

The change in the restraints made it easier for Jay to use his hands, and
his fingers went up to Brice's supersensitive nips.  The combination of
cock up his hole, and nip play, was another "Achilles Heel" for Brice.
Either one would push him into bliss, and the combination , well, it
usually made him BEG to get released from his cage - a request that Jay
always denied.  That, in turn, made Jay harder.

Jay could feel himself getting closer to climax, and he wasn't quite ready
to blow.  He sent his mind somewhere to think about something other than
what he was doing.  It wasn't working. Instead, his thoughts went to how
angry he was when he found out that Brice had lied about sexual advances.
DAMN IT.  Six months later, he was still angry about it, and Brice was
gonna pay.  He pushed, HARD.  So hard, Brice's eyes rolled to the back of
his head and the moans became a yell.  "OH PLEASE SIR.  PLEASE.  NO MORE.
I CAN'T TAKE IT. PLEASE."

"SHUT UP BITCH."  Jay shot back.  "Know what you are?  A WORTHLESS, CLOSET
CASE WHO HAPPENS TO HAVE A HOT ASS."  Jay hadn't used that kind of language
before, and it surprised Brice.  What was going on?  Had he done something
wrong?  He knew though, that Jay was right about the closet case.  No one
knew about his relationship officially, although he knew there was much
rumor.

Brice pulled at the wrist restraints.  He wanted to get free and somehow,
stop this pounding that had gone from totally arousing to a little scary.
"Too much for you sweet cakes?  I bet Al could take it."  Jay sneered.  The
sounds from the other bedroom suggested that in fact, Al could NOT take it,
and Bill was doing all he could to change that.  He slid back and forth in
Brice, getting faster and faster.  "You want out, bitch cunt?  Just say the
fucking word.  I'll let ya loose and take Al for myself.  He'd be glad to
have me after what Bill is doing to him. "

"NO SIR NO SIR. PLEASE.  PLEASE."  Brice was thinking that, if Jay released
him, Bill would take him.  That's not what he wanted at all.  Over six
months, he had no idea what he wanted in the long run.  Right now, he just
wanted Jay to go back to that sweet spot."

"Heh heh heh.  My studmuffin has a G spot.  Just like a woman.  Even better
though.  "  Jay stopped pounding Brice, but kept his cock in his ass.  "I'm
gonna have to step up your domination, studmuffin.  Now that you're getting
more fit, and now that I've got another bitch to fuck, you're gonna have to
prove you're worth my time."

"How can I do that Sir? "  Brice asked.  Jay just laughed.  "You'll find
out.  CUM DUMP.'  With that, he shot deep into Brice.  "Gonna make you cry
jizz tonight, fucktoi."  Brice realized that, for the first time, Jay
hadn't used a condom.  Did this mean something, or had Jay just forgotten?

"Now, you're marked stud.  Hunters get marked with the blood of their prey.
You just got marked, with the seed of your DOM.  Your MASTER."

Jay had never used the word MASTER before.  Brice knew that the
relationship had just entered a new phase.  What it would be though, was
totally unclear to him.

As Jay pulled out, he smacked Brice on the balls.  "Hope you had no
thoughts about getting uncaged tonight, cocksucker.  In fact, don't even
think about it for the week.  "