Date: Sat, 2 Oct 2021 21:02:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: sub hunting season - installment 12

Move in day for kevin.  Bentz was as excited as a kid on Christmas:  he
had wanted a live in sub for years and now, he was going to get two.  He
snickered when he thought about what the reaction was going to be when
kevin and billy found out they were sharing a room - and a bed.   They
did not "have" to share a bed though.  Bentz had thought this through.
What he planned was to let them have an "alpha/beta"  competition.  The
one who was the victor, would then determine the order of joining Bentz
in HIS bed:  they would alternate, unless Bentz decided he wanted both of
them, or neither of them.  They would share a bed only if he wanted alone
time.  He didn't see that happening much in the future.   He laughed even
harder when he thought about the reaction they would be having to the
competition.  And to the plans for the immediate future.  For billy, that
involved the humbler: he had not experienced it yet.  kevin, on the other
hand, had.  He wanted something new for his big, blond bitch.  With that
in mind, he scanned some of the domination sites he knew.
"There are some brilliant, dominant minds out there" he thought after he
had come out of a "wormhole" of videos.  He knew EXACTLY what he was
going to subject kevin to:  he couldn't wait.

kevin's instructions were to text Bentz when he was ready to move, and to
be ready no later than 11a.m.  Bentz got the text at 10:30.
"All set Sir.  All packed, and set."
"Are you locked up?"  Bentz referenced kevin's cage.  The answer came
back quickly  "yes sir."
"Show me."
At his place, kevin sighed as he took a photo of his caged cock and sent
it off to Bentz.
"Excellent.  I will send assistance for your bags."
"Thank you Sir but there's no need.  Your instructions on what i could
bring were clear.  i can handle two suitcases."
Bentz had learned about emojis, and sent a thumbs up.
It was true:  both kevin and billy had been given very explicit
instructions on how many of each item (shirts, pants, jeans, etc), they
could bring.  Again, he laughed about a question that billy had asked,
which caused Bentz to make addition plans.  The question:
"Sir, is it alright if i bring my harness too?"
Bentz' answer was clear  "wear it on moving day.  Under your shirt.  That
way you don't have to pack it."
"Yes sir"  came back with a smile emoji.
That exchange caused Bentz to realize that the chances of kevin having a
harness were slim to none.  They would have to do some shopping.  He
closed his eyes and imagined attending Professor Jacobs' party in a
month, the three of them in harnesses, him holding two leashes , each of
which was attached to one of his subs' collars.
Bentz had disciplined himself enough to control his erections. He had
plans to dump a load into kevin that afternoon, so he called upon his
mental exercises, and put those thoughts aside... for now.

kevin was learning.  He showed up at the manse, 10 minutes before 11.  He
had put on a heavy style, white button down shirt and jeans.  Bentz had
to use more of his training to keep himself under control as he opened
the door.
"Thank you for inviting me Sir.  I hope I don't disappoint you," was what
kevin said as he dropped his bags and bowed his head.
"I also hope you will not disappoint me slave kevin. "  Bentz picked up
one of the suitcases.  "Let me show you to your room.  "
kevin looked around the room.  It was huge, in a section of the manse he
hadn't been before.  He saw two closets, two dressers, two of everything,
even separate bathrooms.  And one large bed.
"Your quick mind will come to the conclusion , kevin.  I never said you
and billy would have separate rooms.  You will share a room.  And a bed.
But we will work out those details once billy is here as well.  For
now... you may use one closet and one dresser to unpack your things.
When you are finished, I require a text.  We have another afternoon and
evening together, and we will be using it.
"Yes sir."  kevin answered as Bentz turned and walked out.  kevin shook
his head:  this was NOT what he expected.  Part of the reason Bentz was
able to keep him under control, he realized, was how he always kept him
off balance.  There was always an angle he hadn't thought of.
"His exams must be a terror," kevin thought, as he went about his
unpacking.  When he was finished, he sent the text and received an
answer:
"strip completely.  I will be there to continue our day together."
kevin felt a frisson go through his body.  He had no idea what Bentz
would be doing to him, although he fully expected that it would include a
thorough fucking.
kevin heard Bentz' footsteps approaching, so he made sure that his legs
were spread, his chest was out , his hands were behind his back, and his
head bowed.  There was a jingling sound that accompanied Bentz, and kevin
was able to see a set of clamps in Bentz' hand, and the smile on Bentz'
face that indicated, always, a "test" or "game" was about to begin.
kevin saw the coils of red rope over the elbow crook of Bentz' free
hand.
"Welcome to the manse, kevin.  It's high time you were here.  Now, let me
examine you:  do you already need a shave?"
kevin moved his feet further apart, and pumped out his chest.  The hairs
WERE coming back, but he thought they were probably still too short, even
for Bentz.  He felt his Master's hand slowly move back and forth over his
chest, and he felt that shiver again.
"Not quite yet.  How about these..."  Bentz was fingering his balls. He
smiled when kevin winced as his finger touched kevin's butt.
"Oh, the fun we're going to have kevin.  Even without a shaving. "  Bentz
disappeared behind kevin, and then kevin felt those ropes encircling his
wrists.  He felt them tighten.  Then, he felt an end of the rope moving
up and looping around his neck.  It wasn't tight, but it was there.
"To get you used to the feeling of being collared kevin.  You WILL be
collared, stud."
"Yes sir.  Understood."
Then, kevin felt Bentz' hands on his balls.  He felt them pulled back
until he just began to wince. THAT's when the diabolical end of Bentz'
game was revealed.  He felt several coils of the rope go around his
balls, slide through his ass crack and finish up tied to his cage.
kevin was still standing up as Bentz moved in front of him.  He showed
him a tube.  kevin had heard of the stuff: some of the rugby players used
it when they felt sore.
"Icy-hot."
"A bit of this on your balls, will cause, shall we say, rather an excess
of twitching.  And of course, pulling, which... I'm sure, will test you
mightily my fine prize.  Let's get you to the bed.  Forcing you to do
this standing up would be much too much of a test for the first day."
Bentz helped kevin to the bed.  Once he was lying on his side, Bentz tied
kevin's ankles together.  kevin could see the small amount of the gel
Bentz put on his finger, before he rubbed it gently on kevin's balls.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH SHIT."  slipped out of kevin's mouth.  He grimaced
 "My apologies Sir..  It..."
"It earned you a second dose, boy. " Bentz applied more of it.
"Imagine if I put this ON your cage before I locked it stud.  Keep that
in mind.  And of course..."  He slid the clamps down his hand and opened
them on kevin's nipples.
"I will get these more and more sensitive.  And you will learn to love
it.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"  the icy hot was activating more and more.
It was like a spray of cayenne pepper :  once, years ago, kevin had eaten
something with hot sauce on a dare.  It was SERIOUS hot sauce and he had
wanted to pull out his own tongue.  His balls felt like that now.  He
wanted to plead with Bentz to cut them off.  Squirming did no good, and
Bentz was clearly enjoying watching his struggles.
"Ah, it's like a movie, seeing my captured warrior endure his torment..
Would you like more kevin?"
"AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH.  No Sir.  "
Bentz smiled and squeezed a bit more on his finger.
"You still have much to learn, sub boy.  The correct answer was  'that is
my Master's call."  The first dose's impact was subsiding as kevin took
the second one.  He whimpered.  When Bentz lifted the chain of the clamps
to kevin's mouth and made him pull, it was almost more than the man could
endure.
"Does my boy like getting fucked?"  Bentz whispered in kevin's ear, and
got a whimpered 'yes sir," with a meek shake of the head.
"Does my boy WANT to get fucked now?" The answer was the same.
"Very well.  We will wait until the gel has expired and then... we will
celebrate you moving into your new home.  DO NOT drop the chain until you
are told to do so."
It was about half an hour before kevin felt the last stab of the icy hot
on his balls.  As his squirming and wriggling ended, Bentz released the
ropes, and took the clamps off of kevin's nipples.
"Spread out on the bed.  I'm taking you face up, fucktoi."
kevin's big legs went up.  "Please don't let there be any of that stuff
on my ass," kevin thought to himself, as he felt the head of the cock
that owned him begin penetrating him.  He felt no heat on the head, and
breathed a sigh of relief.  Bentz chuckled.
"You thought I was filling you with that stuff, didn't you blondie?"
"Yes sir.  I did."
"Not this time."  Bentz actually had no intention of doing that.  It was
too risky.  And he didn't want to burn HIS cock.  As he slid into kevin,
he spoke.
"I WAS going to use the humbler, but you've already had that.  I wanted
something new. Tomorrow, when billy is here, YOU will introduce him to
that lovely treat.  For now..."  Bentz stopped talking and began
thrusting into kevin.  His bottom had recovered from the screwing earlier
in the week, but he knew, from the first thrust, he was gonna be sore
again.  The tingling from the icy hot was gone, but his balls still felt
warm, and as Bentz probed him, kevin felt his cock swelling again.  He
HATED this chastity cage, but he knew that if he complained, it would
stay on longer.
His mind wandered as Bentz continued his thrusts.  What would it be like
sharing a bed with billy, if they ever did?  He thought about what he was
going to be doing the next day:  he remembered when Bentz had used the
humbler on him:  billy DESERVED it:  he was a cocky bastard.
"PAY ATTENTION FUCKTOI.  IN THE MOMENT."  Bentz grabbed kevin's hair and
pulled his head back as he pushed even further.
"OOOOOOOOOOOH.  YES SIR.   SORRY SIR.  MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM"   He could feel
Bentz getting harder and the pumps getting faster.  It was almost over,
and then.... he felt Bentz' hand cover his mouth and pull his head back
as the cum spilled into him.  Bentz seemed especially energized today,
and kevin felt proud:  it was working HIM over that had brought him to
this.
He thought that he was going to actually enjoy being another man's
"pet."

Next day, Bentz got a text from billy.
"Sir, I'm sorry.  I'm running late.  Can i have an extra half hour?"
Bentz looked at the text:  Two capital "I's" and he's late.  That meant
an adjustment with the humbler.
"You'll have to pay for it billy.  You know that."
"Yes sir"
"If you're more than half hour late, the penalty triples."
"Yes sir. i understand.  Sorry Sir."
At that moment, Bentz had kevin tied up in a chair.  The hitachi rod was
buzzing, at a very low speed, right above his cage.  Moans were coming
out of kevin's gagged mouth.  He was grateful that Bentz hadn't done what
he said he was going to do, which was to use one of the larger butt plugs
before he tied kevin up."
"This may 'inspire you' kevin.  billy is going to be late.
Sooooooooooo...., I'm afraid you'll have to stay, just like that, until
he's in the house.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmph"  kevin made an unhappy sound, which resulted in a SMACK
to his crotch from Bentz.
"You boys still don't seem to have learned your place," he said very
calmly.  "I think that we're going to have to be going to some daily
punishments that are somewhat more, ahem,  'severe' than you've been
getting.  I'll have to think about it."
"mmmmmmmsrymmmmmmmmmsir"  kevin tried to get out of the gag.  Bentz knew
exactly what he was trying to say, and didn't respond.  Instead, he took
kevin's nipples in his fingers (kevin was wearing jeans, and no shirt),
and twisted them.
"Maybe I'll kick up the hitachi before I go to pick up billy.  You want
that stud muffin?"
kevin was about to shake his head no, and he thought better of it.  How
long could they be gone?  Slowly, he nodded yes.
"GOOD!  We're only at level one.  You can handle level 3."  Bentz kicked
it up.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!!"
"Oh, maybe I'll stop for coffee. You never know, ha ha ha."
A resigned groan came out of kevin, as Bentz left the house.

"BILLY.  I said TWO suitcases, not three."
"I know Sir, I know.  I just... I couldn't make decisions."
"And that's why you're late?"  billy blushed.
"Uh, no Sir.  I... I...."
"IS YOUR CAGE ON?"   Bentz was beginning to get more than a little pissed
off."
"no Sir,"  billy almost whispered.  "I ... I thought about what was about
to happen and... I got too excited."
Bentz stood nose to nose with billy.  The red band on billy's wrist
signified to anyone else to "stay away," and Bentz half whispered, half
spat out.
"You're forgetting your place, mancunt.  Trust me.  After today, you will
NOT forget your place."
"No Sir.  Sorry.  I need discipline."
"ha ha ha.  NO.  What you need is PUNISHMENT.  You're acting like a
little boy, and I know JUST the punishment for you."   Bentz picked up
the heaviest of the suit cases.  "Get the other two.  We'll reduce what
you've got when we get to the manse."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH"  .  The sound of kevin
moaning from the hitachi greeted them as they got into the house.
"Get your bags into that room.  Down that hall.  DO NOT UNPACK.  GET
NAKED AND COME BACK."
"Yes sir."  Now, billy had to grab all three bags and he clumsily made
his way to the room.  He, like kevin, saw two of everything except the
bed.  "I thought... I thought...."  billy pondered.
"No.  He didn't say we'd have separate rooms.  FUCK!"   He got undressed
and went to the room where Bentz was untying kevin.
"Did you bring your cage?"
"No Sir.  You didn't say..."
"GET YOUR FUCKING CAGE.  NOW."
"Yes sir."  billy nearly tripped as he ran to the room and back.  Bentz
could hear his balls flapping and he smiled.  billy would learn.
When he got back and handed Bentz the cage, Bentz spoke to kevin first.
"On the sofa.  NOW."
"Yes sir.  "  kevin sat.
"MORE TO THE MIDDLE."
"Yes sir."
Then he turned to billy.
"YOU.  Your punishment starts now.  Lie across kevin's lap.  "
billy gulped.  He was about to say something.
"I SAID GET ACROSS KEVIN'S LAP YOUR CUR."
"yes sir,"  the answer came meekly.  billy moved as he was told.  Bentz
handed kevin a paddle.
"Twenty five.  Don't be easy on him, don't be hard.  For each one you
give that I think is too hard, you'll get 3.  For everyone you give that
I think is too easy... you'll get 5."
"yes sir."  kevin brought down the paddle, and billy yelped.
"WHAT DO YOU SAY WHEN A TOP PADDLES YOU."
"ttttttthank you Sir.  May I have another?"
"WHACK.  "  kevin was getting into it.  Bentz was pleased.  Competition
was bringing out an animal side in him.  Meanwhile, billy was trying
desperately not to show weakness to kevin as his pain increased.  When
kevin was finished, Bentz ordered billy to stand, in submissive
position.  When he did, Bentz tossed the cage to kevin.
"Lock it up on your roomie."
"Yes sir."  If looks could kill, billy would have murdered kevin right
then.  kevin handed Bentz the key and Bentz smiled.
"No.  I was gonna have a competition to see who would be alpha slave and
who would be beta slave this week, but billy's behavior has made that
unnecessary.  kevin, YOU are the alpha slave for the week, and you will
determine when billy's cock is free."
"yes sir.  Thank you Sir."  Being in charge of billy was bringing
something out in kevin.
"Don't start to gloat blondie.  Next week, it's billy's turn.  I'm sure
he'll remember.  Now, go and get the humbler."
billy had never worn a humbler.  When it came out, he began to sweat.
"Lock it on his balls.  It'll be clumsy, with the cage, but it'll work.
Then lock his ankles into it."  Two chains hung down from where you
locked the balls, and they ended in restraints.  billy had to kneel on
the floor for the device to be put on.
"Originally, this would be an hour for you, tennis bitch.  Now, it's
three.  And every half hour, you'll be getting this.. for ten minutes.
We'll start at one, and work our way up to 6."  Bentz showed billy a
large vibrator.
"I will go first.  After that, your alpha buddy will take over.  I'll set
the timer, and I warn you billy:  give me trouble, and I'll have NO
trouble taking over."
"Yes sir.  I understand."  Bentz lubricated the vibrator, and put it into
billy's ass.  The moan that came out of his second sub let him know:  the
plan was working.   Bentz slid the vibrator back and forth to show kevin
how to do it.
"Let's get this bitch to your room.  You can explain the sleeping
arrangements kevin.  I'll be back after the three hours. "
"Yes sir. "  When he turned from Bentz, he smiled.  How long did Bentz
say to use it?  Was it fifteen minutes, or was it twenty?
"This could be me next week"  kevin thought.  "Better keep it to
fifteen."

TO BE CONTINUED