Mark grabbed the cock ring and moved around to kneel on the edge of the bed.  The first thing that had to be done was to cuff Jack's ankles back up.  Gently Mark took one of Jack's ankles in hand, slowly moving it into the leg restraint.  Mark had expected him to resist, but he didn't.  It was a small thing, but it pleased him.  Smiling, he stroked the top of Jack's foot.  He really hoped that Jack continued to be so compliant.  Moving to repeat the process with Jack's other ankle, he occasionally looked up to observe Jack.  He looked so relaxed now and it was a very seductive look on him.  Smirking to himself, Mark pictured Jack modeling bondage equipment for some magazine.  It would never happen, because Jack wasn't THAT bold, but it made a nice image.  Adjusting between Jack's thighs, Mark took the small key from the chain around his neck and unlocked the cock cage.  Jack shifted his hips and Mark waited.  He'd have to do this fast and delicately.  When Jack settled back down, Mark lightly pinched his hip.  Jack hissed in in pain, but it gave Mark the opening he needed.  Letting the cage fall away, Mark buckled the leather cock ring around the base of his dick. 

Mark breathed a sigh of relief.  He had just barely pulled that off.  Jack appeared to be relieved too as he arched back against the mattress, whining softly.  Already Jack had a raging hard on that was testing the strength of the ring.  Sliding his warm hands up Jack's chilled hips, Mark slowly crawled up over Jack again.  He loved the look of Jack helpless beneath him.  Just the very thought of Jack on his knees in a thick leather dog collar had him growing hard.  Sliding his hand up Jack's torso, Mark removed the metal collar that was in place.  Throwing it aside, Mark buried his face in the nap of Jack's neck.  Kissing and nipping his throat, while brushing his hips over Jack's.  Jack tilted his head back against the pillow, muffled moans escaping him as he tugged on his wrist restraints.  This was a punishment, after all.  Only after a minute or two, he realized he had to slow himself down.  Jack's desperate moans were having too much of an effect on him.  Rolling off Jack reluctantly, Mark decided he had wasted enough time.  So, he moved to his cart to pull out his newest toy.  If Jack thought the electric nipple clamps had a powerful effect, he was in for a surprise!

Jack had to remind himself to swallow again.  His body was just too focused on everything below his waist.  The cock ring was almost worse than the cock cage had been.  It allowed him to get hard, but it was binding the floodgates.  Mark didn't help with all the grinding and teasing.  He just wanted to spill his seed and relax.  He didn't care how.  He just wanted to get over this lustful hill already, before the veins in his cock burst!  Mark was fumbling with something on the cart, which made the uneasily feeling start to creep back.  What was he planning to do?  What new hell could Mark possibly put him in?  Jack flinched, when Mark touched his thigh.  His voice turning low and buttery as he informed Jack.  "This is going to feel a little weird at first, but just bare with me. I know what I'm doing".  That statement didn't help him relax.  Instead, Jack whimpered slightly as Mark climbed back onto the bed near his hips.  Mark's hand stroked his stomach soothingly and for a moment Jack forced himself to believe that was all Mark was going to do.  Casually, Mark slid his hand down his stomach to his thigh again, telling Jack calmly.  "Ready? I'm putting this in first".  Jack took a breath to brace himself.  Something very cold touched his ass and Jack jerked hard at all four restraints.  The gag muffling his yelp and fowl language.  The cold thing went away and Jack felt Mark fiddle with his gag a moment.

Having removed the gag, Mark asked him curiously.  "What happened"?  Jack had to take a moment to freely move his tongue around his mouth.  It felt good to properly close his mouth after so long.  Then licking his dry lips, he answered Mark honestly.  "The damn thing feels like ice! What are you trying to put in me"?!  Mark chuckled softly, reassuring him.  "It's just an anal plug made of stainless steel. I'll try to warm it up a bit".  Jack suddenly heard something start buzzing and squeaked out nervously.  "Why is it made of stainless steel, Mark? What are you going to do to me"?  The buzzing stopped and Mark started to apply a generous amount of lube to his ass, replying.  "It's part of a special set that you will know about soon enough. Normally, I'd tell you, but since this is a punishment... I'll just surprise you".  Jack groaned loudly from annoyance and bit his lip as he felt Mark push in the much warmer anal plug.  For some reason the warmth made it less painful to insert despite its size.  Relaxing even.   Right to the bones.  Mark laughed softly, stroking Jack's thigh as he asked.  "Comfortable? You like it"?  Jack wanted to say that he loved it, but instead just mumbled out stubbornly.  "It's different... but it's not going to get you what you want". 

Mark very slowly climbed over Jack on all fours.  He felt like a mighty predator playing with his food.  Leaning in to lightly brush his lips teasingly over Jack's soft ones, he whispered in his best deeply seductive voice.  "I'm going to tell you a little secret, Sean. No matter how strong your will is. Or how much control you think you have. One thing is certain... Your body will betray you".  Jack chuckled softly clearly not convinced.  So, Mark lowered his whisper even softer and let his lips slid over Jack's briefly, adding.  "It's already happening, Jack. Can't you feel your brain losing focus? The urge for desire sapping up your energy? Realizing that your body is arching and grinding on it's own? Your reaching your bodies limits".  Jack was suddenly breathless now, when he panted out erotically soft against Mark's lips.  "You're trying to get into my head and it's not going to work. You're lying".  Smiling wickedly and staying just out of reach of Jack's wanting lips.  He told Jack smugly.  "Am I now? I've played this game before, Jack. I've been where you are. I know. Your irish spirt is going to bite you in the ass, jackaboy".  Jack slid his tongue over his dry lips, shaking his head. 

Mark reached up to gently grab Jack's jaw, whispering in his softest and deepest voice.  "It's already happening, Jack".  Mark smiled, pulling Jack's jaw closer to press his lips against his own.  Jack was hungry for his kiss, like a man craving water in a desert!  Slowly dragging his lips away, Mark sat back on his heels.  The second he wrapped his fingers around Jack's firm cock, Jack gasped out loudly and gripped the chains of his wrist cuffs!  He had worked Jack over enough to shatter the last of his stubborn guard.  Now it was time to go in for the kill.  To Be Continued...