by Heart, D. J.
Looking over his collection of gear, Adam took a thick penis shaped gag off the shelf and turned it over in his hand. Impossibly wide, the unforgiving rubber would stretch David’s jaw to the limit.
By morning his jaw would be in agony.
Adam put the gag back. David was drunk, and if he threw up the thick rubber cock would make him choke on it. Better to go with a wide O-ring. That way David wouldn’t be at risk of drowning in his own vomit.
After the gag, Adam grabbed the puppy mitts and some rope and headed back into the room. David’s eyes widened when they saw the load he was carrying.
Dropping the mittens and rope on the bed, Adam held up the gag in front of David’s face.
“I’m going to gag you,” he said, standing close so that David was trapped between his larger body and the wall behind him. He pressed the metal ring against David’s lips, thumbs tracing the metal and soft flesh beneath.
David moaned, tongue poking out to lick Adam’s thumb.
Adam grinned, leaning down and speaking into the boy’s ear. “After that I’m going to put on your mittens, tie you up and leave you in the bathtub for the rest of the night with a piece of ginger stuck up your ass. It’s going to hurt and it’s going to be uncomfortable. In the morning I’m going to give you an enema and paint your ass red with my belt. Do you understand?”
He leaned back and looked into David’s wide eyes.
“All night?” David asked, swallowing noisily.
“All night,” Adam confirmed.
“I don’t want to-”
“This isn’t a negotiation,” Adam interrupted, grabbing David’s chin and squeezing it hard. “This is a punishment. You broke the rules and now you have to take the consequences.”
David blinked up at him, and when Adam released his jaw he stayed silent. Adam pried his mouth open with his fingers, pushing the metal ring behind his teeth and strapping the gag into place.
Mouth wide open, drool already leaking down his chin, David stayed plastered against the wall while Adam retrieved the rope and mittens.
“Hold out your hands and make a fist,” Adam ordered.
David hesitated, but after a glance at Adam’s face he obeyed. Adam wondered what he’d seen that made him decide to obey.
“Good boy,” Adam said, and some of the tension drained out of David’s shoulders. He fastened the mittens on David’s hands, grabbing him by the neck and leading him into the bathroom.
The skin of David’s neck was warm and damp with sweat, and he leaned into Adam’s touch with a little sigh of trust.
Adam felt his resolve softening, the desire to be cruel battered by the care he felt for the younger man.
“Get in the tub and lay down on your belly with your hands behind your back,” Adam said, letting go of David’s neck and grabbing his arm when he looked like the loss of contact was going to make him fall.
Watching to make sure David was steady, Adam let go and waited for him to obey the command.
Moving slowly, his limbs uncoordinated and clumsy, David climbed into the tub and lay down on his stomach. He twisted his head to look up at Adam, nerves and arousal mixing in his expression.
Still dressed in his clubbing outfit of skin-tight jeans and shirt with his sleeves rolled up, he made for a strange sight where he lay in the oversized porcelain tub.
“Comfortable?” Adam asked, his cock going from half mast to rock hard at the sight of David lying there waiting for Adam to do as he pleased.
David couldn’t talk with the gag in his mouth, but the noise he made sounded suspiciously like he was trying to say no.
Adam stepped over the side of the tub and put his bare foot down on David’s lower back, shifting his weight and pressing down. “How about now?”
Grunting, David closed his eyes and let his face rest against the bottom of the tub.
He didn’t make any more noise.
“Good boy,” Adam said, removing his foot and walking back into the bedroom to retrieve the rope. When he got back David was wriggling and trying to make himself comfortable.
Adam crouched down and smacked his ass. The sound of his palm hitting denim was not nearly as satisfying as flesh on flesh.
Still, it made David cry out delectably.
“Hands behind your back,” Adam growled, smacking him again. “I don’t like repeating myself.”
David brought his hands to his back as quick as his drunken reflexes would allow.
“That’s a good puppy,” Adam praised, making two loops with the rope and tightening them around David’s wrist. He secured them with a thick knot before grabbing his legs one by one and tying them to his bound wrists, leaving him in a loose hogtie.
“That’s how I like it,” Adam said, trailing his hand up and down David’s bound arms and legs, squeezing possessively as he went along. “All tied up and at my mercy. Tell me, was it worth it getting drunk?”
David dutifully shook his head.
“Are you going to do it again?”
After a second of stillness, David raised his shoulders in something of a shrug. The answer startled a laugh out of Adam.
“Oh yeah, are you enjoying this?” Adam should have known that David would love being tied up and stepped on.
“Ah ha,” David hummed, almost like a challenge. Reaching under the boy’s body, pushing between his thighs, Adam found that he had a sizable erection going on in his pants.
“Not much of a punishment, is it then? I guess I’m going to have to be a little meaner with you.” Adam squeezed David’s bulge and smacked the inside of his thigh, standing up. “Wait here while I go carve you a nice piece of ginger.”
“Hm?” David looked up, the question clear on his face.
“You’ve never heard of figging?” Adam asked.
David shook his head and Adam bared his teeth in a cruel smile.
“Well then, you’re about to learn what it is. Don’t go anywhere.”
Chuckling at his own joke, Adam left David in the bathtub and headed into the kitchen. He found the ginger and carved a small plug, returning to the bathroom where David lay in wait.
“Let me just pull down your pants,” Adam said, reaching beneath David’s body to undo his fly so that he could tug the tight jeans down over his ass. He nestled the slim ginger plug in David’s crack, pushing it down and aiming the tip at his greedy little hole.
“You don’t need lube for this, right?” Adam asked, pushing against the dry opening.
“Uh uh,” David voiced his protest.
“Okay, I’ll be nice,” Adam laughed, grabbing the lube and drizzling it down between David’s cheeks. He coated the ginger and lined it up against David’s hole, pressing it in with a quick shove.
Moving fast, Adam reached down and pulled David’s jeans back up, using his thumb to press at the base of the ginger plug to make sure it stayed in place. Adam had made sure to carve the plug with as wide a base as possible and a thin neck so that it would stay put once he shoved it in.
Standing up, Adam waited for the juice in the plug to start aggravating the sensitive lining of David’s hole.
He didn’t have to wait long. In less than a minute David started squirming, writhing around the tub and thrusting his hips like that was going to dislodge the ginger inside of him. He shouldn’t be in pain yet – ginger was slow to get truly painful, starting with a gentle warming that gradually built up into something horrible – but David was unfamiliar with the sensation and that was probably why he was reacting so dramatically.
Adam couldn’t wait to see how he’d take it when it actually started to hurt.
Taking out his cock, lifting the thick length out of his briefs along with his balls, Adam stroked himself off to the sight of David jerking around in the tub, whimpering and looking up over his shoulder with pleading eyes.
Denying the implicit plea for mercy just made Adam’s cock harder, each little whimper and cry of discomfort making his belly clench with hot desire.
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oking down at his bound captive, Adam could tell the exact moment the ginger went from uncomfortable to painful. David got more panicked, his movements jerkier and the tugs on his bound limbs more insistent, his moans and whimpers turning into actual cries of pain.
“I like you like this,” Adam growled, his orgasm inching closer. Working his cock with firm strokes, paying extra attention to the sensitive ridge on the underside of his head, he watched David suffer.
It was better than anything he’d ever seen at the club.
“You like hurting for me, baby? Do you like hurting for your daddy?”
When David didn’t answer, Adam climbed into the tub and slid down to sit in front of his face. The tight space meant that David’s head ended up in his lap, Adam’s muscular legs bracketing his body, his cock pressing a line against David’s cheek and dripping down into his hair.
Adam reached down and smacked his ass hard, making him clench down on the plug in his ass.
David cried out, tears running down his cheeks. He thrashed violently, eyes wild, bucking like a wild horse tied down for the first time.
Adam brought his legs together, pushing his heels down on the back of David’s thighs and forcing him to stay still.
Panting, David looked up at him with desperation while he continued to struggle against the hold of Adam’s legs.
“Calm down, baby. Accept your punishment.” Adam combed his hand through David’s hair, the tender touch at odds with the pleasure he was deriving from the boy’s suffering. “You’re hurting because you were bad and disobeyed your daddy. You deserve this.”
David keened, lowering his head and pressing his face into Adam’s thigh with his nose resting in the junction where the root of Adam’s cock met his groin. He huffed, sniffing softly like he was trying to use the scent of Adam’s balls to calm down.
It seemed to work, or maybe he was just getting used to the pain, but either way the wild thrashing gave way to a quivering calm.
“That’s my good puppy,” Adam crooned, stroking David’s hair, the touch serving double duty to keep his face pressed into the root of his junk. “Taking the pain for daddy.”
David whimpered again, a pleading sound that Adam ignored. Grabbing his cock he started to stroke himself, his hard member hot and throbbing, taking his time as he enjoyed the sound of David trying to endure the ginger irritating the inner lining of his hole.
“Next time you misbehave the ginger is going into your cock, too,” Adam said, lifting his thighs and clamping them around David’s neck. He grabbed him by the hair and tilted his head up with a cruel yank.
The sight of David’s face between his meaty thighs, cock lined up over his face, eyes glazed and expression wrecked was one of the prettiest things he’d ever seen.
Adam licked his lips and squeezed his thighs together.
“Think you could handle that, baby?” he asked, David looking at him with a horrified expression. The thought of having a ginger plug stuck up his cock was obviously not something that had occurred to him.
“No?” Adam grinned, squeezing his thighs together and choking David hard.
Adam had wrestled in high school and college, and he’d always enjoyed having a man trapped between his legs. At the sudden pressure on his neck, David let out a strangled cry, his body starting to flail.
Adam kept squeezing, clamping down harder until David was red in the face and his eyes bulged.
Relaxing his legs, Adam carded his hand through David’s hair and chuckled. “You look like a fucking tomato.”
David glared up at him, indignant, and Adam laughed and squeezed his thighs together again. “You think you get to look at me like that?” he asked, delivering an ineffectual slap to David’s face and squeezing tighter. “Think again.”
This time when Adam relaxed his legs, David tried to look contrite, but drunk as he was he wasn’t a good enough actor to pull it off.
It was fine. Adam would be nice and stop choking him, mostly because he was in the mood to come.
“Mouth on my balls,” he commanded, pushing David’s head down and aiming the hole of his mouth against his sack. He waited until he felt David’s tongue pushing against his heavy balls before he let go of his head and started jerking himself off with fast, noisy strokes.
Orgasm building fast, his cock throbbing in his hand, Adam’s gut clenched and he shot his load with a grunt of pleasure. Thick ropes of come sprayed over David’s head and back, each emission making Adam’s whole body tingle with intense pleasure.
Adam had always been a gusher, and he loved the way his load looked sprayed all over David’s body.
Marked and claimed, David belonged to him.
“You want to smell my come?” Adam asked, scooting back and smearing the head of his cock against David’s upper lip and under his nose, leaving it wet and shiny. “Want to taste?”
He pushed the head of his cock into David’s mouth, past the gag and letting it rest on the flat of his tongue. The ring in the gag was a tight fit, but he’d made sure when he bought it that it was wide enough to accommodate his cock.
Squeezing himself, Adam managed to milk a few drops of come into David’s mouth. David lapped it up, the rough drag of his tongue making Adam twitch and jerk as his over-sensitive cock protested the stimulation.
“You like that, baby?” Adam asked, keeping his cock in David’s mouth and stroking his hair. David made a noise that sounded like an assent, resting his head against Adam’s inner thigh and closing his eyes.
They stayed like that as Adam’s cock softened, David staying still except for the occasional whimper.
Adam knew from personal experience that the potency of the ginger would be wearing off soon, but he was more than satisfied with the suffering he’d managed to inflict with the little root.
He grabbed David by the hair and tilted his head up, making sure his cock didn’t slip out of his mouth. “You doing okay, puppy?”
David just looked at him, unable to answer with his mouth stuffed and his head held still by Adam’s hand in his hair.
“Want me to take the ginger out of your hole?”
David made a loud noise low in his throat, which Adam interpreted as a very enthusiastic yes.
Standing up, his wet cock soft and cold now that it was no longer ensorcelled in the warm heat of David’s mouth, Adam stepped out of the tub and crouched down to pull down David’s jeans again. He removed the plug, throwing it in the trash and crouching back down to assess the state of David’s hole.
The small opening looked a little irritated, but it was nothing compared to what it looked like after Adam had fucked it. There was no gape, and Adam doubted that David would even feel it in the morning.
“Is that better?” he asked, happy to get credit for removing the ginger when it would have stopped working soon anyway.
“Ah ah,” David mumbled.
“Good. Now since you were such a good boy I’m going to take out the gag and let you sleep in the bed tonight.”
Adam untied David’s limbs and worked the gag out of his mouth. Now that he’d come, his desire to see David suffer all night was far outweighed by his desire to hold him while he slept.
It was selfishness rather than mercy, but David didn’t have to know that.
Standing David up, Adam removed the mittens and helped him undress. He directed him into the shower, standing just outside the stall while David stood under the spray with his eyes closed and hand leaning against the wall.
David seemed a little more sober now than when he’d come in, but Adam knew that he was still drunk as hell.
He felt a little guilty for giving in and playing with him while he was in this state. It was definitely not safe, sane and consensual, but he couldn’t really bring himself to care.
David seemed like he’d enjoyed himself, and Adam definitely had.
“You need help washing?” Adam asked when David made no move to reach for the body wash.
“Huh? David asked, opening hi
s eyes and looking at Adam with a confused expression.
Adam smiled and pushed his briefs down, stepping out of them and into the shower to help David get properly clean.
Standing behind the younger man, Adam grabbed the body wash and poured a generous dollop across David’s shoulders and used his hands to rub it in.
Relaxing into the semi-massage, David sighed and let Adam touch and clean him as he willed. Breathing heavily and swaying under the force of Adam’s hands, he was obviously enjoying himself immensely.
Adam spent a good ten minutes lathering David up, tweaking his nipples and groping his balls, but avoiding his rock hard cock entirely.
David would not be coming until he was good and sober.
“All done,” Adam said when he’d finished rinsing David off. He directed him out of the shower and dried him off, David standing still like a prized dog being groomed by his owner, and then helped him brush his teeth. He made him drink a large glass of water and take an aspirin, all the while nuzzling into his throat with happy little kisses.
By the time they climbed into bed David was yawning and smiling happily, Adam lying down and pulling David into his arms and holding him tight.
“Are we going to play more in the morning?” David asked, sounding hopeful.
Adam snorted, fondness welling up inside of him. Tonight was supposed to have been punishment, not play.
He couldn’t bring himself to wish he’d been harsher.
“Are you going to be punished, do you mean?” Adam clarified, voice warm and happy. “Then yes, you’ve still got an enema and my belt waiting for you.”
“Okay,” David mumbled, sounding like that suited him perfectly. “Good night.”
“Good night,” Adam answered, listening as David’s breathing evened out and he fell asleep almost immediately.
Body warm against his chest, his nose nuzzled into silky hair smelling like shampoo and David, Adam closed his eyes and smiled.
2
David
“Good morning, puppy.”
David blinked his eyes open and stared at his fiancé, groggy and feeling incredibly hung over.