Aiden, Sun Apr 14th 2013

My Baby has been on his best behavior for the past week. As much as I love his mischievous side, having him respectful, attentive and perfectly obedient to the few orders I give him is refreshingly nice. He followed me without any complaint to the gym, didn't miss any of his online classes, and all his homework came back with top grades.

The best part about his submission has been in our bedroom or in the playroom – at the club since the construction for the one in the loft has barely begun. His desire to please me has made him more patient and relaxed, which allowed me to take our suspension play to another level. I'm not a huge fan of rope bondage like William is, preferring a good old-fashioned harness with chains to hang my Sub from the ceiling.

The most interesting positions request total trust from the Sub, and he must learn to work with the restraints and not against them during the whole play, to avoid straining his muscles, and it can be difficult if he starts to panic. I have been slowly training my baby into those, and I hope he'll be good enough for us to do a public demonstration in the coming weeks. I have performed my fair share of scenes in front of an audience with other Subs, but I'm sure the first time with my Baby will be way more intense!

Of course, I know the reason behind this perfect behavior, a mix of guilt and the hell of a punishment he got from Tanner. While my sadistic friend was torturing my Baby, I was listening to everything from my own playroom. Tanner's private playroom is one of the few where the sound is recorded on top of the video camera every such room has. I don't let the sociopath wander in my club without precautions, and security always listens when a scene he does looks particularly intense.

So I was witnessing the whole thing from my laptop. I almost got up to put an end to the scene several times, and punch my friend along the way... How he was mentally torturing my Baby was just so intense! I somehow managed to hold up until the end we had agreed on. Tanner was disappointed I didn't let him fuck my Baby, he had to make do with his right hand, but there was no way I would let another Dom take him after what happened.

It's funny how my Baby instantly recognized who was thrusting inside him, even if he was blindfolded. I reassured him that I had not been with other Subs while he was being punished, that it was just Tanner messing with his head. After a sweet and strong orgasm, we both retreated to my playroom, where I made sure the lesson had sunk in. I don't mind most of the mischief my Baby does but going with another man without my permission is completely unacceptable!

I haven't consented to another threesome since then. My Baby didn't ask for one immediately, of course, but after a bit more than a week, he was a bit more insistent yesterday night. He only pouted when I refused. If I know him well though, he will soon begin to annoy the crap out of me to get one. Since I want to see what he learned from his last punishment, I'm not going to give him what he wants immediately; let's see if he is going to play one of his games first.

He didn't react by sulking and being a brat, which is a very nice change! It would have been particularly painful today because my parents visited us for lunch. He even helped a bit with setting the table and the dishes, which is pretty rare from him.

The meal went as well as could be expected, between my Baby and my mom. For some reason, they get along extremely well and spent the whole time talking about me as if I wasn't there, my boy happily feeding my mom with all kinds of information she didn't need to know. Dad was as mellow as ever and happy to ignore all the graphic details my Baby was sharing.

I couldn't be more lucky to have two parents so understanding though. They never judged my way of life or my sexuality. When I introduced Zach as my Submissive at the beginning of the lunch, they just congratulated us, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. They warmly accepted my boy as part of the family and told him as much, making him shed a tear.

That was of course until my mom began to ask him how things were going as far as sex was concerned, and my Baby was too happy to reply at length. My Dad instantly covered his ears and I led him to the bar for a well-deserved strong drink. I tried to engage in a conversation about the latest results from his favorite sports teams while the other two were having a weird discussion involving a lot of psychology and sex.

That only lasted for a short time, thankfully. At the table, we talked about safer subjects, like Zach's studies, his art, or how well the club is doing. Then Dad made my mom leave before she could resume the strange conversation with her son-in-law...

"I like your mother," my Baby tells me after a peck, straddling my lap while I'm seated on the couch, his hands behind my neck. "She's nice!"

"If I heard correctly, you didn't hesitate to tell her everything we do behind closed doors," I scold him playfully.

"Well she asked!" he shrugs.

"And you did not mind embarrassing your Daddy like this?" I ask, pecking his lips again.

"Please! She's your mother, she knows things far more embarrassing about you!" he replies dismissively.

"You are crazy, but I love you, Baby!"

I don't even let him answer before crashing my lips onto his and pulling him into a deep passionate kiss. His mouth is completely addictive and I never seem to get enough of it.

"Love you too, Daddy!" he pants when I finally part our lips. "Now..." he adds, moving his hips seductively, rubbing his bottom against my erection, "I was thinking we could have a nice little threesome tonight..."

"Not going to happen, Baby!" I reply.

I was sure this was going to come up one way or another.

"But I've been a good boy recently," he pouts.

His sulking face is just too adorable, but I think he knows that and it's all part of his master plan to make me yield.

"That's very true, Baby, and I appreciate that a lot."

"So don't I deserve a reward, Daddy?" he asks with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"You do, but I'm going to be the one deciding on the reward," I answer, amused. "Remember the part where I'm the Dominant and you're the Submissive?"

"Well, I want my reward to be a threesome, Daddy," he whines.

"Too bad! Wouldn't you prefer if I sucked your dick for an hour while watching porn, before removing the cock ring at its base and let you come with a blissful orgasm?" I ask in my huskiest voice.

"Tempting..." he considers for a moment. "But I'll have to decline!" he concludes, standing up.

"Where are you going, Baby?"

"Well if I'm not getting my threesome, you're not getting any sex, Daddy!" he chuckles. "So I'll work on my art instead!"

"Don't you want to try and change my mind with a nice blowjob?"

"Nope!" he replies, popping the p. "But if I get your promise we will have a threesome at the club tonight, I'll blow you for the whole afternoon if you want," he offers. "I'll even put in practice on Tanner's training for a bit."

We talked about that the day after his punishment. My sadist friend wanted to push my Baby in his last entrenchments but I made sure he knew I'd never expect that from him, even when he was disciplined. If he was willing to do that on his own, it would, of course, please me, but I wanted it clear it was only if he was one hundred percent comfortable with it.

"Tempting..." I answer with a smile. "But I'll have to decline."

"Your loss!"

As funny as this conversation is, I want to be certain he is not going back to any of his bad habits, so I stand up and walk behind him, engulfing his slender body in a tight hug.

"What did we say about playing games, Baby?" I ask seriously.

"I'm not playing, Daddy!" he answers joyfully. "And I'll be on my best behavior, but you're not getting any sex until I get my threesome."

"You do realize I can always use my right hand, whereas I won't allow you to come if you want to play it like this."

"Oh, I know that," he tells me after turning his head and briefly pecking my lips. "But I know you will miss my two holes very much pretty soon," he adds with a self-satisfied smile.

It's true I've become very addicted to having sex with this annoying young man. It's not my fault if it's the best kind there is!

"And won't you miss the monster?" I add seductively, putting one of his hands on my crotch.

"Dearly!" he replies with another kiss. "I guess we will see who yields first!"

"Game on, Baby!" I smirk. "But don't forget that you promised to be on your best behavior for all that doesn't concern sex!"

"Trust me, I've learned my lesson, Daddy!"

And it seems that he did indeed! That evening at the club, he was a perfect Submissive, if you except the fact he didn't let me fuck him of course. We watched the first show together, and I teased him a lot during it, with the promise of a blissful orgasm for some sex but he refused. I expected as much though, my real plan begins just after in my playroom.

"Look at me, Baby," I tell him after leaving him kneeling naked for a few minutes.

He didn't mind undressing completely, probably thinking that would just tease me more. Little does he know that I plan on coming either way.

"Feel free to join at any time, Baby," I say as I let my left hand run over my nipples and slowly pinch them. "You'll get your release if you do... Otherwise... Just watch and enjoy, Baby!" I purr.

I begin to slowly rock my hips as I lower the zipper of my pants, before I pull them down oh so slowly, giving my boy one hell of a show. From the way his eyes widen, his cock twitches and leaks precum, I can tell he is enjoying it very much. I kick my boots out of the way before I remove my pants completely, then take a seat on the bed, legs wide apart.

My eyes are locked with my Baby's who seems mesmerized, as I lick three fingers to coax them with saliva before I put them on my cock. Then, very slowly, I begin to masturbate, not refraining from uttering any of my moans. My boy looks at me transfigured with lust, with a bit of drool at the corner of his lips. I take all my time to get to my climax, but he doesn't move a muscle to get to me and help.

Too bad! I had thought it would work! Well, he'll have to deal with a very painful erection in any case. I groan loudly as I spill my juices on my chest before I scoop them with my finger and lick them.

"Delicious!" I say. "Too bad you didn't join me!" I say as I stand up. "Don't forget you are forbidden to come without my permission!" I smirk.

"I won't Daddy," he replies with resolve.

He better not if he doesn't want to be locked in a cock cage for a few days, I say to myself. I take a quick shower to clean up the dry cum on my torso then dress back up.

"I'll be working for the rest of the evening, Baby, so you can go back home," I tell him when I get out of the bathroom. "Unless of course, you are planning on blowing me under my desk!" I add with a smug smile.

"I'll go back home, Daddy," he replies feebly.

I don't particularly enjoy seeing him in this horny state, but he brought that on himself. Still, his expression as I left my playroom haunts me for the rest of the night. When I arrive back home, he is waiting for me awake in bed. Shit, I hope this little game isn't preventing him from sleeping! He seems to relax easily when he snuggles against my chest though.

The next few days go in a similar fashion, with the exception of me getting more and more aroused. My Baby is still on his best behavior, as long as I don't ask him anything sex-related. He teases me as much as I tease him, with small caresses, kisses or views of his gorgeous naked body. Even if I get some release with my right hand, preferably with my Baby watching, I'm still getting more and more frustrated.

I can tell I'm not the only one since my crazy boy is getting a bit more restless every day. Oh, it doesn't show too much, but he is more agitated, doesn't sleep as well and there is rarely a moment of the day where he is not rock hard. That's why on Wednesday night I finally decide to be the adult in the room.

I'm the Dominant in this relationship after all, so I should be the one to let go and swallow my pride before things get out of control. Besides, I have nothing against a threesome, really. I just wanted to see if my Baby would behave properly if I denied him what he wanted, and he did – if you except the sex strike. This morning, the poor boy woke up with dried cum all over his chest, the result of a wet dream. He apologized repeatedly, but of course, I didn't punish him for something that is not his fault.

Tonight again, I have been teasing him relentlessly. I've kissed him, groped him and nibbled his nipples during the first show. Then we both went to my office where we have been watching the cameras of various playrooms, him sitting on my lap, spying all the hot scenes that are happening around the club.

"Are you sure you don't want to feel this deep inside your ass?" I ask him, rubbing my erection on his butt.

"You know I want to, Daddy," he replies "but you also know what you need to do before that happens."

"Fine! We will have a threesome tomorrow!" I concede. "Now can I fuck you, Baby?"

"Thank you, Daddy!" he exclaims turning around and kissing me senseless.

I quickly take back control though, as if I would let him dominate my mouth!

"Now be a good boy and bend over the desk!" I order.

"Nope, Daddy!" he replies, popping the p. "You know the deal, you'll get that ass and that mouth tomorrow during the threesome!"

"You are heading into dangerous territory, Baby," I warn him. "I will use you times and times again until you can't chew or walk straight if you keep me frustrated!"

"And that is a bad thing because?" he answers mischievously. "Since you are being a good Daddy, I can give you my right hand, if you want," he adds seductively, putting it on my crotch to demonstrate.

"Fuck!" I growl. "You drive a hard bargain!"

And you'll probably be the death of me, I add in my head.

"Go ahead, Baby. Make Daddy feel good and perhaps he'll let you come."

There is no need to tell him twice, and he skillfully opens my pants before smearing the precum I leaked all over my shaft and stroking me with his small hand. It's so simple, but it feels way better than when I do it to myself.

"That's it, Baby!" I encourage him. "Like this!" I purr as I slide my hands in his tiny shorts to caress his cock, earning a deep and lustful moan.

Poor boy hasn't come in four days and has been teased a lot. I'm sure it won't take more than a few flicks of the wrist before he explodes, that's why I wait to be well on my way to my climax to begin stroking him.

"Please, Daddy!" he immediately begs. "I need to come."

"One more minute, Baby!" I pant as he begins to quicken the pace of his hand job, squeezing my member. "Come with me!" I eventually order before I ravish his mouth for a violent kiss.

We both moan loudly into it as we spill our release on our torsos, shaking violently with pleasure. Never had I felt such a strong orgasm with a simple hand job, I must admit. Of course, me being me, I scoop all the cum I can and taste it, mixing our juices in a delicious cocktail.

"Thank you, Daddy!" my Baby tells me before he collapses in my arms, almost asleep.

Poor boy definitely had it hard these past few days! I call it a night shortly after and I help him walk back to the loft where we immediately go to sleep.

* * *

As promised, my Baby joins me and Jason the next day when he gets out of the Subs' room. I called him during the day to organize this little evening, and I'm quite pleased the Dom is on board with everything I've planned for tonight.

I also promised my Baby he wouldn't be able to walk straight and that will definitely be the case, if all goes well. But first, we will both enjoy his mouth during the first show. My naughty Baby is eager to please the both of us, intoxicated with his thoughts of threesomes.

Of course, I let Jason go first, and the combined sights of the hot show and my Baby bobbing up and down his cock are enough to make me painfully hard. Then, of course, he shares the other Dom's release with me in a tender kiss, before getting back on his knees. He surprises me by swallowing my monster completely down his throat, making himself gag. Shit, it feels so good! I caress his hair to show him how much I appreciate this attention and he keeps on getting all the way down once in a while during his bobbing.

I don't know how I dealt with just a hand for the past few days but nothing could compare to the pleasure I get from his mouth, or his hole – but that part will be for later. It doesn't take him very long to make me come with huge groans. Then I pull him on my lap to taste my saltiness in a sweet sweet kiss.

This is going to be one hell of a night! I tell myself.

Published on February 8th 2018

Yes, it stops here XD. You'll get the rest of the scene in the next chapter, with a bit more smut and a bit more fluff. See you on Monday for it and have a good weekend in between ;-).