Master and the Bull, ch.1
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Joe felt his cock trying to get hard in the cage it was locked in as he was sat and watched his Master get fucked by his new BullâŚ
Joeâs former boyfriend, now his Master, had locked his pathetic dick in a cage after hearing about the benefits of having a personal cuck slave around. Master felt that Joe would the perfect cuck for him because he was naturally submissiveâŚ
At first, Joe loved the idea of wearing a chastity cage because he found the orgasm denial arousing; however, after two months of wearing it, he was at the feet of his (still) boyfriend begging for just one instance of release. At that moment, Joe forever became his new Masterâs cuckâŚ
âFuck me like that worthless fag never couldâ, Master said to his Bull, as they passionately made out. âI want a real man to fill my ass because he,â said Master pointing at Joe, âcould never keep an erection while âattemptingâ to topâ.
âAre you serious?â, the Bull abruptly asked, in shock of hearing this. âThis is a new level of fagginess. Every bottom Iâve met could at least keep hard while trying to top, even if they couldnât finishâ.
The Bull got up and watched over to Joe. He was a least 5 inches taller than Joe and had a 10 inch cock that vastly superior to his I every way.
âNo wonder you locked up his tiny dickâ, the Bull said to Master while staring at Joe, âi would have just had him castrated cause that it obviously giving no one satisfactionâ. The Bull grabbed Joeâs caged cock and gave it a tug.
Joe let out a barely audible moan hoping the Bull wouldnât hear.
âWhat fag? You like when a real man touches you? I donât blame you. Come with me bitchâ.
Joe got up and followed the Bull to the bed.
âLay downâ, the Bull said in a serious tone.
âYes sirâ, Joe said weakly while getting on the bed, only to quickly be pushed right onto the floor. He looked up confused.
âWhen I give you an order fag you better respond with a better reply than that!â, the Bull said loudly inches from Joeâs face, âMaybe your Master letâs lackluster responses like that fly, but I wonât tolerate them when Iâm around, understand?â
Joe was speechless, he had never been in such a vulnerable position.
âAlright then, Bitchâ, the Bull said to Master, âgo down to my truck and get that gift I got for your cuck fagâ.
Master got up from the bed, put on his boxers and a shirt and went downstairs.
Joe saw the Bull look around the bedroom, which he shared with his Master.
âNice place you got here fag.â The Bull said as he started looking through all the drawers. âWell what do we have here?â
The Bull took out a pair of Joeâs white briefs.
âThose are mineâ, Joe said. Surprised that he had regained his voice.
âYou wear tighty whities?â, The Bull asked.
âI havenât worn these since I was in the 2nd grade. Me and my buddies loved giving wedgies to dorks that wore these. Put a pair on, I cannot look at that tiny thing anymoreâ.
Joe knew what was going to happen once he put them on, but was too defeated to disobey. So he put on one of his newer pair of briefs.
âWow! You sure fill out those panties fagâ the Bull chuckled. âIf I wasnât planning on making you old boyfriend my bitch, Iâd definitely fill your ass until cum was spilling out your ears. C'mon over hereâ
Joe walked over to the Bull.
Joe was lifted off his feet and felt his briefs wedge deep into his butt.
âI canât wait to have my buddies over and wedgie you all day longâ
The Bull heard Master coming up the stairs and hung Joe by his briefs on a hook on the wall.
âJust hang around for a bit okay fagâ
Master came in with a huge box, that rattled as if it was full of metal.
The Bull turned with a smirk to Joe and said, âWe are going to set up your new crate fag, because Iâm sleeping on the bed now.
Joe looked down at the floor, dangling by his tighty whities, defeatedâŚâŚ..
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