Page 108 of Weston & Cyrus
They.
“I shouldn’t be so nice, but I’m going to let him have humpies. Then the cage is going on, though. He’s not getting out of that one.” They were talking about it so easily it was like they were discussing the weather. “I need to figure out if he can work out in one.”
“Sure.” I could almost hear the shrug in Nico’s voice as Master wrapped his hand around me. “You just need an extra spotter the first time to make sure he won’t hurt himself if he gets distracted.”
Master gave my dick a rough tug and chuckled. “He’ll get distracted.”
I would.
I really would.
“Hump, slut.” When I just stood there stupidly, he shook his head and grabbed my ass with his free hand to push my hips forward. “We need to get your hug on.”
God.
I was supposed to hump his hand while Nico watched.
As the room started to spin, I closed my eyes and thrust forward, humping faster and slightly worried about what would happen if I didn’t come this way. Master made a soft laugh before ignoring me completely. “Like I said, I’m too nice, so I need to be a bit more proactive when it comes to keeping him in check.”
Nico’s agreeing sound as he moved around again made his opinion clear. “Just take him back to the office when he firstcomes in and put him in his cage before giving him a few swats. Make it part of his routine and that should help.”
It was like I was a naughty puppy they were discussing how to train.
“We don’t have nearly enough of a routine, you’re right.” Master paused and it took me a few seconds to realize that Nico had turned the shower on.
The shower.
It was on.
“He’s got a cute little morning one that seems to be starting his day off right, but I need to make sure he’s got structure other times.” Embarrassment and worry and desire ran circles inside of me as I wondered if he’d tell Nico about the cameras.
Desire was winning.
Master’s chuckle said he knew that and wasn’t afraid to point it out. “Aww, is my minute man having fun?”
He was clearly trying to give me a heart attack…after he made me come.
“Keeping him on schedule should be easier since this part never takes long.” Master didn’t help that as he made a soft laughing sound. “I think it’s because he likes his hug so much.”
As I shook and came very close to my heart just stopping, he rubbed my slit as I fucked into his fist. “Don’t you, slut?”
It could’ve been the caress or the teasing or their laughter, but it was all just too much and I proved his minute man nickname right.
Again.
As my orgasm barreled through me and cum coated his hand, Master chuckled and helped me continue to be a good boy and hump his hand as long as possible. “Look at you, slut. That was fast.”
God.
He.
That.
As the world spun and I used every drop of energy I had to stay upright, Master caught my attention. “Thanks.”
Thanks?
Nico.
