Harley's POV:

"Boys, get up, breakfast is ready."

I heard groaning erupt all around me, but pretended that I was still asleep. I then heard three loud gasps, but didn't make a move.

"Sir, we're so sorry that we didn't wake—!"

Aiden was cut off by Sir Connor. "Don't worry about it, Aiden. I know that you four had a very long night, so I decided to let you boys sleep in. Warren and I already made breakfast, so you boys can eat after you shower. Harley, I know that you're awake, so get up."

I whined, but sat up, moving off of the bed slowly. I followed Sir Connor out of the room and followed him to the kitchen, sitting across from Warren who was patiently waiting for us to join him at the table.

Sir Connor joined us at the head of the table, and gestured for us to start eating, so we did. I happily ate the waffles, scrambled eggs, and sausage, not forgetting to eat from my fruit-cup.

We finished eating breakfast, then Sir Connor sent me to shower in my room. I hopped in and took a thirty minute shower, then hopped out. I wrapped my towel around my waist, and walked to the closet, stopping when I decided to ask Sir Connor Jones if he was going to choose my outfit for today.

"Oh, I'll be there in a moment, Harley. I just need to finish helping Warren out." He looked back at me from their shared closet, and I nodded.

"Yes, Sir." I left his and Warren's room, and walked back to my own, sitting down on my bed and waiting for Sir Connor to come help me.

I then got up and walked to my closet, looking through my clothes and gear, and heard Sir step inside my closet. "Do you know what color you want to wear, Harley?"

"I think I want to wear black for today, Sir. Also, will we be going back to the dungeon tomorrow, too?" I asked him, and stepped back to give him room as he looked through the gear.

"We are actually, but we're only going to be there for a few hours. I have to fly out to Canada to teach a couple classes in Toronto for a few days. I'll be taking Warren with me, so you'll be here with the boys...but I'm sure you won't mind, will you?" He glanced at me, so I quickly shook my head.

"Oh, of course not, Sir. I'll be good with them." I chuckled quietly and watched Sir Connor shake his head with a smile.

"Well," he stepped back and pulled out an all black-studded, leather harness. "I think this is a good choice for you. If you want, you can choose your outfit for tomorrow?"

I nodded and he handed me the gear. "Alright, call Warren for help if you need any. I'm going to check on James, Aiden, and Dax."

He left after that and closed my room door. I walked to my bed and placed the gear down, grabbing the chest harness and holding it out. I actually really liked this harness, since it was studded with spikes, but also because the leather was really soft and comfortable against my skin.

The harness was in an 'X' design and had a ring in the middle on the front and on the back where the leather straps met. A bit behind my shoulders was where the belt-like buckle sat and I could tighten or loosen it. There was a small strap to hold the extra piece of leather down, and it was the same thing for the bottom of the harness on the back as well. There were spikes all over it until it reached the top of my shoulders, and the sides of my torso which was a few inches beneath my armpits.

I loosened the straps, then slid the chest harness on, tightening and buckling the straps. I then grabbed the pair of mini-shorts and slid those on, picking up the hip and leg harness.

It was black leather as well, but it was a harness that had a strap for the hips, then two straps going down my left thigh. There was a silver ring that connected a short leather strap to the band around my hip, then down to the next ring that had a band going all the way around the top of my left thigh. It had another ring and band around the middle of my thigh and stopped there with the belt buckles on the back of my leg and on the side of my hip for each leather strap.

Sir Connor walked back in my room as I finished putting the gear on. "Do you want to choose your collar, or do you want me to choose it for you?"

"I think I'll choose it myself, Sir. Should I choose the leash, too?" I asked, but he shook his head.

"I already have the leashes for you and Warren, so you don't need to worry about that. Once you're done, grab your things, and meet us in the living room, alright?"

"Yes, Sir." I walked back to my closet and looked through the few collars I owned.

Because my ex never collared me, I had to buy my own, but I didn't really mind because I loved him. I really believed that he was the one for me, but obviously that didn't happen.

I picked up a simple black-studded collar and buckled it on. It had a bone-shaped dog tag hanging on the front which had Lee on it. It was my puppy name, so I wanted that to be on the tag. Plus, I was sure that there was going to be a pet-play area, so I was probably going to regress into my pup later on in the day. People would be able to know my name from the tag.

I grabbed a backpack and put some extra clothes in it with my knee pads, not forgetting to grab my favorite blanket that I've had for ten years now.

It was the last thing I had from my parents besides their will that they left behind for me. I didn't really like talking about my parents, because I was seriously affected by their death, and it's a sensitive topic for me.

I stuffed the blanket into the backpack, then zipped it up. I walked out of my room and closed the door, walking to the living room. I found James, Aiden, and Dax all ready, who were waiting on the couch. I smirked when I saw their outfits and moved in front of them.

"You guys look really hot in those...outfits."

"If you can call it that..." James quietly grumbled, which made me chuckle.

The only couple things that they had on were latex mini-shorts and black, leather, lace-up boots. The shorts really outlined their members on the front which made me lick my lips.

I pulled Dax up and pulled him up against me. "Maybe I'll ask Sir to let us play a little while we're at the dungeon."

Moving my left hand down to his ass, my eyes widened, then I laughed harder, turning him around. "I am definitely going to be enjoying watching you walk around..."

Dax whined as I ran my hand over his smooth, exposed ass. The shorts were designed to expose his ass. I spread his asscheeks apart and hummed, running my middle finger over the thin, latex strap.

"Harley." I quickly moved away from Dax, who sat back down next Aiden, and I spun around to face Sir Connor and Warren, who was subtly smirking. Sir walked closer to me and tilted my chin up. "You've been getting quite handsy with the boys, and half of the time, it's without my permission."

"I'm sorry, Sir. It's just that lately I've been feeling really..." I shyly trailed off and averted my eyes from him.

"Empty down there? And when you haven't been filled in a while, you start to act out?" Warren finished off with a chuckle, and I nodded with embarrassment.

"Yeah, what Ren said, Sir." I met his eyes again and noticed the soft smile across his lips.

"Why didn't you tell me, Harley? You know that we would've fixed that problem for you, right?" He let go of my chin and I shyly nodded, rubbing my arm.

"Yes, I know. I guess I just felt a little embarrassed..." I heard Warren chuckle quietly, and whined.

"Pet."

Warren quickly stopped. "Sorry, Master."

"Anyway, maybe we'll do something to solve that problem later when we're in the dungeon, ok?"

I looked up at Sir Connor and nodded. "Yes, Sir, thank you."

He smiled and looked at his phone. "Derek should be here any minute. The dungeon is almost three hours away. Since I woke you boys up pretty late, and we all took about two hours to get ready, we should be able to get to the dungeon by seven the earliest, depending on the traffic."

"Master, what time does the dungeon open?" Warren asked beside him so Sir Connor looked at him.

"Seven, which is why I hope that we can get there by eight, at least." He checked his phone, then tucked it into his pocket. "Alright, the chauffeur is here, let's go."

Sir Connor opened the front door and we walked out, waiting for him to lock the door before following him to the black limo.

The chauffeur, Derek, stepped out of the car, greeted us, and grabbed our bags, placing them in the trunk before opening the side door for us. Sir Connor allowed Warren in first, then he went in. I went in next and the hot boys followed us in, sitting around me since we sat closer to the front.

Derek closed the door, then hopped into the driver's side, driving away from the big, fancy house that Sir Connor owned.

The house had only one floor, but it was still quite big. There were nine bedrooms in total, six of them having en-suite bathrooms. There was a huge backyard with a big pool and lounging area. I actually really liked the house, so I'm quite happy that I get to live there.

I had my left hand resting on Aiden's thigh while I looked out the window. Sir Connor and Warren were quietly talking to each other and laughing. I glanced at them now and then, and smiled to myself.

I was really happy that my best friend found someone that he could love, while the same person loved him back the same amount, and sometimes, even more. I sometimes get jealous thinking about their relationship, but I was sincerely happy for them. They deserved each other and I know that they're going to be with each other for the rest of their lives.

I sighed to myself and internally groaned when I felt my member throb. At this point, I was just getting desperate to find a good Dominant to fuck me. I needed to find somebody soon, that wasn't Ren or Sir Connor.

I've had sex with them...many times, now that I think about it. Sir Connor nor Warren didn't mind because we were play partners. I did promise them that once I found a Dominant and he became my boyfriend, I would stop doing all of that sex stuff with them. They agreed, so ever since I brought it up with them, I've been trying to hold myself back with having sex with them, and have been going to James, Aiden, and Dax to release my sexual frustration, instead.

Yes. I used their bodies for my own sexual pleasure, and they very clearly know it. I make sure to return the pleasure, but I think I do a good job considering how much they moan and tell me that I'm doing great whenever we do have sex.

Sir Connor and Warren always topped me, so that's where I would get my regular fill for the month. I got to say, though, Warren is a lucky man. Sir Connor is great in bed, and so is Warren. I was honestly quite surprised the first time I had sex with him.

"Harley..."

I can still remember him thrusting into me while we kissed.

"Harley..."

Oh, what I would do to feel anything inside of me at this point.

"Harley," I swiftly looked at James and jutted my chin. "Sir Connor, is calling you."

He gestured to the back of the limo, so I looked and saw Sir smirking as he pointed at my lap. "You might need some help with that."

I didn't have to look down to know what he was talking about. I could feel my cock being painfully held down by my shorts that I was wearing and bit my lip.

"Sorry, Sir, I didn't mean-"

"Come over here, Harley." Sir Connor patted his lap and I looked at Warren, seeing the playful look in his eyes.

"Yes, Sir." I moved over James and slid down the seats, grabbing Sir's hand when he held it out for me.

He pulled me onto his lap and let my legs sit across Warren's lap, who was already slowly rubbing up my leg. I turned to my left when I heard the small window peeking into the front of the car, being slid closed.

"Much better." Sir Connor turned my head and kissed me as I felt a hand undo the front of my shorts.

I moaned when I felt Warren's warm tongue lick up my already erect member. I placed my left hand into his hair, but Sir grabbed it and placed it behind my back, keeping my right one pinned between his chest and my right side.

"Warren will be going the pace he wants to go, alright?"

"Y-Yes, Sir."

I looked down as Warren licked up and down my cock, before he slipped the tip of it past his lips. I groaned and dug my nails into my palm, attempting to thrust my hips up, but Warren pinned my thighs down, shaking his head as he pulled off.

"If you keep moving, I'll leave you just like this, Lee." He leaned forward and met my lips, his tongue quickly finding its way into my mouth.

I moaned and felt Sir Connor's lips attach themselves to my neck. I moaned louder and whimpered when my cock was left alone.

"Oops, sorry, Harley..." Warren laughed and kissed down my chest, slowly trailing back down to my cock.

I turned my head and kissed Sir Connor, feeling Ren's mouth bob up and down my member. His tongue flicked over my tip every now and then. His mouth was magic like usual, because he had me coming inside his mouth a couple minutes later. My member jolted inside his mouth and I groaned deeply, panting once I finished releasing inside of his mouth.

Warren leaned up and kissed me, disposing my entire load into my mouth. I hummed and licked his lips once we pulled away, thanking him when he finished zipping my shorts. I pecked Sir Connor's lips, and thanked him as well, moving to sit on the other side of my best friend.

James, Aiden, and Dax ended up joining us closer towards the back of the car. Sir Connor told us about the dungeon until we came up to a gate.

I looked out the window and my eyes widened when I noticed the three story building sitting behind the gate. It was really big, but it looked cool and very BDSM fitting for a dungeon.

Derek had to pull higher up the driveway in order to let the gatekeeper see that Master Connor Jones was in fact, in the car. He quickly opened the gate and waved us through, so Derek followed the concrete path which led to the front of the building.

Devil's Dungeon...sounds like a fitting name for a BDSM dungeon.

The car stopped as he parked, and the door opened up after a few moments. Sir Connor stepped out first, then Warren, and the rest of us followed him out. Derek walked to the trunk and popped it open, handing us our bags which James, Aiden, and Dax grabbed. Sir thanked Derek and told him that he would let him know when to pick us up. Derek nodded and drove away.

Sir Connor grabbed the leashes from his and Warren's bag, while we grabbed our knee pads because we knew that we would probably regress into our puppies very soon. Sir then clipped the chain leashes onto mine and Ren's collars, then smiled at all of us.

"You boys all know the rules, correct?"

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Sir." This time, I was the only one to say this.

Sir made it clear everytime we all went to a BDSM event to address him as "Master," but since he didn't own me, I chose not to call him that and he is perfectly fine with it. James, Aiden, and Dax did have to call him "Master" once we were in public because that's how they decided to do things.

It was honestly too confusing for my not so smart brain, so I just stuck with calling him "Sir."

"I want you all to stick with me until we settle down a bit, then I'll let you two run off to the play area, alright?" He looked at Warren and I, and we nodded firmly. Sir then turned to James, Aiden, and Dax, "I'll decide what to do with you boys once we get inside, but other than that, stay behind me, ok?"

"Yes, Master." The three nodded and Sir smiled warmly.

"Warren, Harley..." We both immediately went down onto our hands and knees and he patted our heads. "Good, now let's go inside."

Sir Connor turned around and walked up the short pathway which led to the front building, the doors being opened by what I was assuming to be two submissives. Once they realized who was about to step foot into the building, they visibly tensed, then relaxed, opening the doors.

"Good evening, Master Connor." They spoke in sync.

"Good evening." Sir smiled and walked forward, Warren and I following him.

Warren and I were standing slightly behind Sir Connor with me on his left, and Ren on his right. Aiden was behind Warren, and Dax was behind me, James being in the back so that he was aligned with Sir Connor.

If someone were to look from above, they would see that we were standing in a diamond-like shape. This was very much coordinated and planned by Sir Connor, which took many hours of training. He trained us for a long time so that we would get it right whenever we went to a BDSM event.

If it was out in public with vanilla people, then we just walked however, but we had to make sure not to walk ahead of Sir Connor, unless it was Warren. Sir had his rules and we were to follow them if we agreed of course.

As soon as we stepped in, we were met with a line, making me grumble. I hated waiting for things, especially if it meant that we had to wait in line for something.

"Be patient, Harley." Sir looked back at me sternly, and I quickly nodded, making sure that the next time I grumbled, I would keep it internally.

Meanwhile we waited, I looked around and was actually impressed with the layout of the place so far. It seemed like there was a room for the basic type of plays. The one on my left was the one to catch my attention the most. It was dark and I could hear multiple cries of pain and pleasure come from there.

I smiled and tapped on Warren's hand, catching his attention. He looked at me and I tilted my head towards the direction of the room. Ren peeked over my head and smirked, giving me a look that I knew exactly what it meant.

I sat back on my ankles once a few minutes passed by and I yawned, looking around once I got impatient of waiting.

I heard barking in the distance and froze, my head swiftly peeking around Sir Connor's legs. I saw an entrance to what looked to be the room for pet-players and sat up, my eyes flicking to the cat wearing a pink tutu who was being chased by a few puppies.

My body immediately began trembling and I wriggled in place, whining quietly when the line only moved once.

Sir looked back and he gave me a stern look that I knew quite well. "Harley, you better not."

I whimpered and looked at the room again, gasping when I saw a pony-player. I growled and was about to run off, but Sir held tightly onto my leash, tugging on it so I would look up at him.

"I said no." He glared and I whined, looking up when I heard a deep voice.

"Master Connor, it's so nice to meet you..." A tall man with dark-amber eyes greeted Sir Connor and I huffed, knowing full well that we were going to spend the next half hour being toured by him, or whoever the owner of the dungeon is.

Sir Connor greeted him and I clenched my jaw, looking back at the room. My eyes widened when I saw even more ponies and growled louder, catching Sir Connor's attention again.

"Harley." He tugged harder on my leash and I looked up at him, holding myself back from growling. Sir chuckled and looked back up at the man. "Excuse him, I guess he sees something he doesn't like."

I clenched my fists and watched the ponies play around with the other animals, my breathing getting shallow as I glared hard. I guess Ren noticed because he tapped on my hand and gave me a firm glare, making me roll my eyes.

"Ponies." I mouthed to him and he immediately understood why I was acting the way I was, but he shrugged.

"Well, anyway, these are the special boys, Warren and Harley. Boys, say hello to Master Angelo." I heard Sir Connor say and I huffed, looking up at the man who was patting Ren's head after he greeted him.

The man then looked at me and his smile seemed to falter when our eyes met. I stared back at him with a blank look, then felt a tug on the leash.

I quickly forced a smile. "Good evening, Master Angelo."

Sir Connor chuckled awkwardly and side-eyed me, then looked back at the man with a playful smile. "Sorry about him. Like I said before, he probably sees something he doesn't like so now it's caught his full attention."

"Oh, don't worry about it. I know some pups just can't help themselves, but I didn't know that you had two pups?"

The man chuckled, then leaned over to pat my head which made me grumble internally this time. I made sure to keep my smile on though, but it slowly fell when he continued patting me even after multiple seconds passed.

"Oh, Harley isn't my pup. He's Warren's best friend and my friend."

Wow, I guess they're both on a first name basis, how cute...

"Oh, does he have an owner?"

My face was now blank because the man was still petting me.

"He doesn't, but he isn't really in a rush to look." Sir Connor told him, which is true.

"Oh..." The man pulled his hand back and I sighed in relief, looking back at the room which had the ponies.

Sir Connor and the man continued talking, then my head jerked to the side when Sir began walking. I huffed to myself and followed him, wishing that the stupid tour of the dungeon would be done and over with.

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Extra long chapter because I still keep forgetting to look at the word count, ehehe ;)

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