Date: Mon, 2 Feb 2015 23:08:24 +0100
From: gabewallis@mailtor.net
Subject: Chance Encounter chapter 9

Usual disclaimer applies: This is a fictional story which contains
descriptions of sexual acts between men and boys, including some BDSM
themes. If this offends you, stop reading. If this is illegal to read where
you live, stop reading. If you're under 18, stop reading. If you can't
differentiate between fantasy and reality, stop reading and seek therapy.

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The next few days passed by at a crawl. I didn't see Riley at all; he'd
been sent to live with foster parents while John worked his legal magic. I
was a little worried he'd get stuck in foster care for longer - I knew this
must be killing him - but there was nothing I could do about it. I set
about trying to get time off work, since I knew Riley would want me home
with him as much as possible, especially with spring break coming up.

As it happened, my boss was considering letting people in my office work
from home. I'd have to be in for at least 5 hours a week - which I could
easily do while Riley was either at school or tied up somewhere - but
otherwise I was free to get stuff done out of the office. It was only a
trial run for a few months, but if I didn't get too distracted by my little
slut I'd be able to see him as much as I wanted.

I made some other preparations for Riley moving in. My dungeon now had a
small cage in one corner, just large enough for an eleven-year-old to
crouch down in it. There were a few adaptations I'd made: there were now a
few smaller doors through which I could spank Riley, or fuck him, or do
whatever I wanted. I also bought a lot more sexy underwear in Riley's size,
since that was all he'd be allowed to wear while he was home. If that.

The first few days I telecommuted weren't the most productive. Every time I
tried to get anything done I'd work for a few minutes and then pace around,
checking on the things I'd bought Riley. Wednesday morning found me trying
to get a little work done - after oiling the cage's hinges for the third
time that day - when I heard a knock at the door. I leapt to my feet,
thinking that it was John dropping Riley off. Unfortunately, as was the
case every time I had a visitor, it wasn't John. Joey's goofy grin was
there to greet me as I opened the door, and he leapt inside to give me a
hug.

"Why don't you come in?" I said sarcastically, pulling him off me just long
enough to close the door.

He looked up at me, still grinning wide. "Sorry," he said, not looking
sorry at all.

I took a step back and stared at him for a few seconds. He really was
beautiful, with his short wavy blond hair, and plump cherubic cheeks that
got dimpled when he smiled. He was wearing a white button-up shirt that
hugged his chest tightly, showing off the tiny amount of puppy fat
there. His pants were almost as tight as Riley's had been when I'd first
met him, squeezing his thighs so tightly that it looked like they were
painted on. My dick was now fully hard and I wanted to touch every inch of
his body.

Joey gave me a quizzical look, grin as wide as ever. "Uh, Dan?"

I blinked, snapping out of my fantasies. "You mean sir," I corrected,
taking him by the hand and pulling him not at all gently into the sitting
room.

"Ow!" he said as I jerked on his arm, but he didn't protest as I pulled him
over my lap and started stroking his butt. "Do I need to be punished, sir?"
he asked hopefully as my finger slipped between his legs to massage his
perineum.

In answer, I gave him three hard spanks. He yelped and squirmed around in a
very satisfying manner, but didn't ask me to stop. "What do you think?" I
asked, spanking him again.

"Yes, sir!" he said, squirming round to look me in the eye.

I pushed him down so his butt was the highest point of his body and spanked
him again. "Tell me what you deserve."

"Ow!" He was squirming like crazy, but didn't try to pull away. "I deserve
to be punished, sir."

"Why?" I asked, pausing to pull his shirt off over his head.

"Because I didn't call you sir, sir." He lay still and let me, but squirmed
a little as I ran my hands all over the soft skin of his back. Like Riley,
his skin was perfectly soft and smooth without a single blemish.

"Why else?" I asked, moving my hand down his back to massage his butt.

He turned his head back to look at me, looking confused. I noticed tears in
his eyes. "I... I don't know, sir."

I pinched his butt and he flinched. "Would you like some time to think
about it?"

"Yes, sir," he said meekly.

I pulled him to his feet (prompting another "ow!") and told him to take his
pants off. He did as he was told and then looked up at me, hands covering
the bulge in his briefs. "You will never cover yourself in front of me,
understand?" I said firmly, giving him a few more spanks.

"Yes sir!" he yelped, moving his hands to rest at his sides. I got a good
look at his hard little dick pushing against the thin white material of his
briefs.

"Good boy. Now come with me." I led him through to the dungeon, where I had
him remove his briefs. I scrunched them up and shoved them in his mouth,
before wrapping some duct tape around his head. "You like the taste of
those, little slut?" I asked. He shook his head, but his erection was as
hard as ever.

I put a blindfold on him and pushed him into the cage headfirst. Before
closing the door, I put a small vibrator up his cunt and turned it on. He
started to moan loudly into his briefs in a mixture of pain and
pleasure. Satisfied, I closed the door of the cage and locked it. "I've got
to do some work, okay slut? I'll be back to get you, uh... soon."

"Mmph," he said in reply. Or it could have been one of his boyish dry
orgasms, I couldn't tell.

"Have fun!"

He moaned again and I left the room. I got back to my desk and booted up
the computer to do some work, but I was distracted again. This time it was
an email from John:

"hi dan ive got riley at mine now i can bring him round if u wnt"

My heart started beating faster. This was even sooner than I'd hoped. I
immediately replied that yes, I'd love for John to bring Riley round now. I
really hoped he'd been okay in care. My head started spinning with all the
possibilities now I had Joey AND Riley for the next few hours. Eventually I
decided I'd leave Joey in his cage but take the blindfold off so he could
see John and I fucking his little buddy, but be unable to touch himself -
or stop the pleasure-pain from the vibrator - until we decided to let him
out. And then they could switch places. Or maybe I'd leave them both in the
cage for a while. Or maybe... fuck, there were so many things I could do to
degrade them and I couldn't wait.

Riley would probably need comforting, though... he might not want to have
sex as soon as he walked through the door. No, like John kept telling me,
he was my slave. And what better way to get him used to that than to use
him when he wasn't expecting it? We wouldn't fuck him for very long, but
sex was going to have to come before anything else.

As I was thinking about him, there was a knock at the door. This time, it
really was John bringing Riley round to me. I opened it and he was standing
there grinning at me, John's hand resting on his shoulder. "Sir!" he
exclaimed, stepping in to hug me just as Joey had done.

"Riley!" I exclaimed, holding him tight to me. I kept up the hug for a few
seconds, then pulled away. "Strip," I commanded, once John had closed the
front door. He looked confused - almost hurt - for a second, but shed his
clothes anyway. "Have you been a good boy while you were away?" I asked,
leading him through to the dungeon.

"Yes sir," he stammered. "It was-"

I cut him short with a slap to the face. "You can talk later. For now,
you're going to serve us. Understand?"

"I..." he began, but then he hardened his face into a look of determination
and nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good boy," I said, giving him an affectionate pat on the butt. "Look
around."

He did, looking confused for a second - I'd decided to leave the lights dim
for this - but gasped when he saw the cage with Joey in it. "J- Joey?" he
said, sounding scared. I guess it must have occurred to him that he'd only
known me for a week... would he think I'd actually abducted his friend?

Joey mumbled something into his underwear and Riley's eyes widened even
further. "S- sir? Why is he here?"

I figured there was nothing I could do to convince my slave I hadn't
abducted his friend, so I'd just leave it. He'd figure it out
afterwards. "Get on your hands and knees, boy."

He hesitated, and I could tell he was about to cry. John darted forwards
and pushed him roughly over the table. His cute little butt was perched
over the edge, his mouth just far enough over the other edge to take a cock
in it. His feet had completely left the floor. Holding Riley steady with
one hand, John pulled out his big black cock. I helped him lube up Riley's
asshole and then he plunged in.

Riley cried out in pain, but the pain quickly turned into pleasure. I
quickly dashed to the cage and took Joey's blindfold off through one of the
openings. His dick was throbbing and he gave me a pleading look, but I
ignored him.

"Take it!" John was saying, thrusting at Riley's cunt. He moaned, looking
up at me with his big brown eyes. He was too lost in the sensations to
speak, but he gave a wordless moan. I took my dick out and pushed it into
his mouth. He spluttered as my precum leaked onto his tongue, but kept his
rosy lips wrapped around my dick.

Together, John and I thrust inside of my slave for a full twenty minutes
before either of us reached orgasm. He was grunting and moaning and gasping
for air around my cock, and eventually the noises finally pushed me over
the edge.  I shot my seed into his mouth. He was still coughing from my
cock and most of the cum splattered out of his mouth and dribbled down his
chin.

At the sight of me cumming on my slave's face, John gave a few final
thrusts into Riley's cunt, spanking him hard on each one. At last he
collapsed over the smaller boy, sighing contentedly. As the larger man
pushed down on him, Riley started to sob.

I decided this had gone on enough and motioned for John to get off of
Riley. When he had, I rushed forwards and picked Riley up, kissing him all
over his face. "Good boy," I whispered. "Let's get you cleaned up."

I showed John how to get Joey out of his cage and then carried Riley
through to the bathroom. He held still as I wiped the cum from his face,
feeding it to him. A whimper escaped from his mouth as I dabbed at his
little cunt with a wet cloth. He was bleeding, but I figured he'd be
fine. He'd be fucked much harder than that in his time as my slave.

With Riley cleaned up, I put on his collar and cock cage and led him
through to my bedroom. "You did great. I love you, buddy."

He smiled up at me, eyes still a little puffy from crying. "I love you too,
sir."

"How was your week?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair. He
flinched a little as the sound of Joey's moaning drifted through from the
dungeon, so I pulled him close and kissed him. "It's okay, buddy."

He let me hold him, nuzzling my chest. "It was terrible, sir," he said in a
voice almost too low for me to hear. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. I
thought I'd never see you again."

I ran a hand down his back and caressed his butt, which felt warm from the
beatings John and I had given him. He sighed into my neck. "It's okay. I'm
here now, Riley."

He kissed me. I felt him smiling as his lips brushed my neck. We lay there
for a few more minutes while grunts and moans from the other room drifted
through. John was clearly going to town on Joey's little ass, the slaps and
cries causing my dick to stir as I held my boy.

Riley noticed, and brought his hand down to the bulge in my pants,
giggling. "Can we go and watch?" he asked, squeezing my cock.

"Sure thing!" I said, lifting him to his feet and leading him through to
the dungeon, my hands squeezing his shoulders. His skin was delightfully
soft to the touch, just begging to be marked all over.

Once we reached the dungeon, we found Joey standing on his tiptoes with his
wrists chained above his head. His little cocklet was pointing straight at
us, and an expression of absolute ecstasy was written all over his
face. "Mmph!" he grunted at us, his voice muffled by the underwear John had
left in his mouth.

"There you are, Dan." John walked around the tied boy, stroking his
peach-colored nipples as he passed him. "You really do find the best
boys. Mine HATES it when I tie him up like this." He paused to laugh,
flicking Joey's erect penis as he did. "This one loves it, don't you?"

Joey nodded, pulsing his hips forward and moaning. His cocklet slapped
against his belly as he did so, and John laughed harder. "You want to cum,
do you, boy?" he asked.

Joey nodded again, his pale blue eyes open wide in desperation. His fair
hair was dark with sweat, plastered to his head. John ran a hand through it
and then slapped the boy's butt, causing him to moan and writhe a little
more.

"How long since you last came? Less than an hour?" John snorted. "You need
to learn some restraint, you little slut. Dan," he said, turning to me with
a mischievous glint in his eye. "Do you have any cock cages going spare?"

I heard Riley try to stifle a giggle at the question. Looking down at him,
I could see that he was fiddling with his own cock cage and wincing,
clearly turned on by the treatment his friend was receiving. Tearing myself
away from my slave, I nodded. "He'll need to get soft before we put it
on. Riley, fetch some ice from the kitchen."

"Yes, Sir!" said Riley, giggling a little as he ran off.

I turned back to Joey and advanced on him, taking his dick between my thumb
and forefinger. "You like playing with this, don't you?" The boy nodded and
gasped at the touch. "Do you want to be my slave like Riley?" He nodded
again, and I thought I could see a grin behind the duct tape keeping his
briefs in his mouth. "It'll mean only cumming when I say you can. Does that
sound good?" He nodded again, humping my hand as hard and fast as he
could. I laughed and let go of his dick, moving around him to spank his
plump little butt.

"Here, Sir!" said Riley breathlessly, running back into the room with a bag
of ice as my newest slave wriggled around, whining.

"Good boy," I said, patting Riley's head and directing him down to his
knees. "Get his cock soft and then we'll get him caged up."

As Riley worked, John moved up behind Joey, shirt off and dick out. He
rubbed it against the boy's back, grunting a little as he smeared his
precum onto the boy's smooth skin. "I'm gonna fuck you soon, you little
whore," he whispered. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard."

Joey nodded, his eyes open wide in anticipation. They got even wider when
Riley applied the ice to his weiner, and he thrashed around, making as much
noise as possible through his gag. John held him still, an arm wrapped
around his neck. "Make any more fucking noise and I'll make you wish you'd
never been born, boy!"

I watched the abuse, my dick fully erect now. I'd step in if John got too
rough, but Joey seemed to be enjoying himself – at least, I thought he
was, though now his dick was soft it was hard to tell. Quickly, I stepped
forward and pushed his flaccid cocklet into a cage, fastening it tight.

"Good boy," I whispered to him as he pulled a face. "That feel good?" I
ripped the tape from around his face and let him spit out his briefs.

Once he was done spluttering, he looked up at me and bit his lip. "I... I
don't know." He winced a little as John tightened his hold on the boy's
neck, and quickly added, "Sir!"

I nodded to John and he let the boy go. "You did great," I said softly,
stroking his hair. "I'll untie you, and then we'll let you and Riley wash
each other off in the shower. Does that sound good?"

He nodded and I let down, but not before giving him a collar just like
Riley's for him to wear while he was over at mine. He tugged at it and
grinned his cherubic little grin, dimples forming in his cheeks as he did
."This is so hot, Master!" he exclaimed.

I laughed and gave his butt a little pat as he and Riley walked towards the
bathroom. I waited until they were definitely out of earshot and then went
to a computer by the wall, which was linked up to the camera I'd put in the
shower. "Want to see something hot?" I said to John, grinning as I got my
dick out and started to jerk it.


To be continued...

I hope you enjoyed that, and aren't too pissed off that it's been almost a
year since the last update. The next one'll be out soon, I promise! As
always, if you have any questions/comments/complaints, feel free to email
me at gabewallis@mailtor.net