It's a Business (M/M+)

[privateandrews]

love this story , I have long meant to write a story about a company that specialises in kidnapping. You have managed to give it a great edge having the father and sons working together. keep up the great story.

[Volobond]

"Arden," I sighed. "You are a dream come true."

Arden Lynch was my assistant and secretary. He wore his black hair in a modern style, shaved down the sides. His angular jaw lent his face a strong aspect, especially with his crystal blue eyes. His body walked the line between slim and muscular, and I had tied him up many times - all in the name of experimenting with new capture methods, of course, as he had done on me - but as a member of the Company, Arden was exempt from being taken slave. Unfortunately.

Currently, the handsome man, in his early thirties, was carrying several bags of fast food breakfast - from my favorite place, no less! The only better thing would be if he had had to deliver it while shirtless, bound, and gagged, but I would take this, winking at Arden as I gestured him to sit down. He did so without hesitation, anchoring the chair Kenny's leash was bound to.

Had Arden had an interest in it, he would have made a great dom. He clicked his fingers at Kenny while not even looking at him, and the bound cowboy scooted close so that Arden could easily grab his hair and pet him, like a supervillain petting a tiger. "So, is Kenny working out well for you, Caleb?"

"Well enough." I said. "I thank your excellent training for getting him this far."

Arden chuckled, blushing a bit. "You're welcome. I am a bit of a genius."

"Hey, don't go getting a swelled head."

He looked at my state of dress, only clad in my underwear. "Couldn't put on a shirt for breakfast?"

"And deprive you of the joy of seeing me in all my glory? Wouldn't dream of it."

We divvied up the breakfast, setting aside a few breakfast sandwiches for the pets. Garrett's stomach rumbled, but he resigned himself to snuggling into my thigh while I ate. Kenny, however, began to whine a little.

"Kenny." I said firmly, and he looked at me, eyes wide. "Hush. I'll take care of you - you don't get to worry about this stuff anymore."

He huffed a little, but finally relaxed. At a nod from me, Arden pet him. We talked easily about work - Arden was interested to hear about my latest acquisitions, and he told me about David from Sales again being a dick. I laughed and told him the only reason he'd ever need to talk to David was if nobody else in Sales was available.

"Wait a minute, Arden, are you looking to buy? I thought that this wasn't the life for you."

"I've been thinking about settling down." He shrugged. "Besides, having Kenny and Garrett under my control was... breathtaking."

Both my pets blushed. I grinned, reaching over to clap Arden's arm. "I get it. I remember my first time training one. It's... it's something."

We finished up breakfast and switched seats to ungag and feed the boys. I wanted Kenny to associate me with everything he needed. Food, water, protection - I wanted him to depend on me. So slowly, I fed him a couple of sandwiches, making sure he chewed enough before offering him another bite, and interspersing his meal with plenty of water.

"So, have you told them yet?" Arden asked, replacing Garrett's bit. I let Kenny remain ungagged. I'd need him for the next bit.

"Not yet, but now's as good a time as any." I smirked. "Boys, I have a little proposition for you. I find myself wanting some partners in crime, and I want you two to join my team. Working for me. You wouldn't be Company men, exactly, but it'd be a good chance to get out of your restraints for a bit and spend some quality time with yours truly. What do you say?"

Garrett immediately moaned through the bot in his mouth and nuzzled my thigh, happy as a clam. "Garrett's in," I chuckled, glancing at Kenny. "You can ask questions if you'd like, boy."

Kenny hesitated. "We'd... I'd still be, you know-"

"Mine?" I finished. He nodded. "Yup. You'll still be my pet, to control and care for, but you'd also be doing some work for me. Helping me, being good for me, and getting to be rewarded by me. Not much would change in our relationship."

"Then, yes, please... Master." Kenny smiled softly.

I grinned. "Good. Now, our first target is gonna be a guy I've been eyeing as a present to my son."

"You have a son?" Kenny blurted in shock, quickly realizing his mistake as I stood, giving him a stern glare. "I- I'm sorry, Master."

"I know you are. But I still have to punish you. Arden?"

"Yes?" Arden asked, looking surprised.

"Take off your socks."

Arden blushed. If there was one imperfect thing about Arden, it was his disproportionately smelly feet. I suppose his gifts of handsomeness and competence had to be offset by something. I had noticed in the times I had removed Arden's shoes to tickle his bound feet - the man could not help having stinky-ass fucking feet! Even now, as he removed his loafers, I recoiled and groaned to tease him.

"Woo! Damn, Arden, do you ever change your socks?"

"Every day." Arden mumbled. I felt a little bad about humiliating him like this, but it was for a good cause.

I tossed him a roll of duct tape from the table. "You know what to do."

"...fine." Arden groaned, before taking off his socks and shoving them into Kenny's mouth, making the poor cowboy swoon with disgust, nose crinkling madly. Arden mercilessly pulled on the leash to pull Kenny's head into position to seal his mouth with turn after turn of tape, going all the way round his head. He made sure to firmly seal the socks into Kenny's mouth and stuffed his feet back into his loafers, mitigating the stench somewhat.

I laughed, seeing my pet cowboy forced to chew on the disgusting wad of cloth and groaning pitifully. "I almost feel sorry for him. Probably shouldn't have done that to him just after breakfast."

Arden huffed, but softened when I gave him a wink to let him know I was just teasing.

"Now, boys, you'll have to train up a little, but I think you'll do just fine. If you don't, you might just get a taste of Arden's bare feet instead. Now, as I was saying, I've got a plan to handle this target, but it involves some..."

[DeeperThanRed]

Arden might be my favorite character so far. The prim and proper type of guy who actually knows how to have fun? Yes, please. He and Caleb also have an entertaining banter.

It's smart of you to take your time introducing the cast while still having fun bits, like how Kenny was gagged with Arden's sock. It both keeps the story engaging and allows it to have depth.

Thank you for your hard work! I know writing long chapters on short intervals, especially as consistently like this, isn't easy.

[bondagefreak]

I'm having trouble expressing into words (a first for me, I assure you) what I think about this chapter.
Words like "fantastic" and "great" obviously come to mind.


You know I'm a fan of character development and plot-driven stories.
But unfortunately, even a masterfully-driven scene can become overshadowed by another interest of mine.


Kenny getting his mouth stuffed with Arden's socks is just mind-blowingly satisfying.

Yeah, we get a lot of sockgag scenes on here.
Most of them are frustratingly short. Others, like the ones I write, tend to be overly-detailed.
This here, was absolute perfection.


Arden reminds me of my earlier selft.
I've always been very proud of my physique and take a lot of pride in being well groomed.
Having a serious foot odour issue follow me into my teen years was pretty embarassing at time, especially when intimacy required me to remove my shoes. I've come to accept it over the years and definitely learned to find it funny at times. But Arden's discomfort is DEFINITELY something I've experienced, and I can still relate to that feeling even today.


The other thing I can relate to is loafers and the nylon dress socks that are usually worn in them.
I own such shoes and socks myself, and I can tell you straight up that those nylon-blend socks are the WORST kinda socks for guys who have foot odour issues. I try to stay away from them and only wear them when special occasions call for it.

On the other hand, I grew up with a dad who only wore those types of socks (he still does) and who also had issues with his feet.
The mix of strong foot odour combined with of those socks is just terrible. I know that smell very well, so I can well imagine what Kenny must be going through with Arden's sweltering balls of mush stuffed inside his mouth.


The fact that Arden felt embarassed and shamed, but that he still shoved his balled up socks into the blond subs mouth, was hugely rewarding for me. It reminded me of my early TUG meetups back when I was 18-19.
Even better was the description of him sealing those socks in real good and tight.


You really hit my sweet spot there, Volo.

[Volobond]

Before I continue with the story, I'd like to thank everyone for the support! This is the first TUG story I've been so inspired to write by since this whole thing started. I'd like to give special thanks to bondagefreak for the inspiration to start this, and I'm glad I hit the sweet spot for ya . And thank you all for reading, and especially those leaving comments.

Now, back to it!
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I kind of love these rural, out of the way places. Sometimes it feels like these boys are just begging to get tied up.

I had left Kenny and Garrett tied up at the hotel we were staying at on our way to the location. Kenny had been so good lately that I bound him to the bed and gagged him with a clean pair of my underwear, secured with tape. Garrett, my sweet puppy, had been giving me a lot of trouble lately. Ever since Arden gagged Kenny with his socks.

I guess Garrett had a thing for feet. Maybe he'd behave if I offered to make him worship my feet or something. For now, though, he lay strictly hogtied in the bathtub, a pillow cushioning his head, a thick red ball gag in his mouth, and my sweaty socks taped over his nose so he could breathe, but would breathe in the scent of my musty workout socks every time.

I decided I would handle Garrett's mischief. It was superficial, like him putting up resistance while I tied him up. I could tell he was caught in the dilemma of wanting to be my perfect sub pup, and wanting to get his kicks from the foot stink. I cared a lot about him, and Kenny, and I wanted Garrett to feel safe and fulfilled. Even if he was technically my slave, I wanted to make him happy.

So, I decided dirty socks would become regular gag material for him. I'd even get Arden to give me a pair of his to use on Garrett. Heh, I could tease him as being a laundromat for a while to clean off Arden's socks!

Anyway, I was getting dinner for me and my boys, and passing by a real life cornfield with scarecrows and everything. It was a good thing that I had swerved to avoid a sudden bird flying in my way, and stopped on the side of the road to gather myself. Otherwise, I'd never have heard it. The sound of a man desperately shouting into a gag.

Sweet music.

I got out of the van and quickly followed the sound to a young man who had been presented to me like a gift. Shirtless and lean but muscular, he must have been a baseball player, judging by his tight white pants and the cap on his head, matting down his sweaty brown curls. He was tied to a scarecrow post, bound tightly with rope by an expert, who bound his hands behind his back and roped the elbows to the cross, enough to keep his circulation while trapping him to the wood. He even had a crotch rope tied on him, which was connected to his wrists, tightening as he struggled. His feet were bare, and he had an x of tape over his lips, and a bandana blindfolding him. He was sweating from all his useless struggles, and his dick was rock hard in his baseball pants.

I got close enough to see the message written on him in marker. "Fucker cost us the game. Let him have it!"

I walked up to him and ripped off the tape. "Hey, you okay?"

"Oh, thank God. Please, sir, let me down! I've been stuck here since noon! They took my shirt, and it's cold! No one knows I'm here - they took my phone and everything!" He yelped. I enjoyed the show - captive guy trying to see me under the blindfold, whimpering and involuntarily flexing.

"Who did this?"

"My team, the assholes. We play for the local college. I'm Reed. Reed Baxter, I live round these parts."

I smiled. This guy seemed great. I'd get a pretty bonus for bringing him in. Besides, maybe I could give him to Arden so he wouldn't have to go through David.

I reached out and patted Reed's chest, pinching one of his nipples. "Ow! What the fuck, man?"

I growled at my poor planning. No gag to put on him. But I improvised. I quickly unzipped his pants, working through the crotch rope, and used my pocketknife to cut his jock strap off. I used that to gag him, and left his dick out, hard and angry red.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" He screamed, but to no avail. I simply pulled on the post until it came free, and dragged the living scarecrow with me.

I loaded him into my van before taking off his blindfold. He had cute green eyes. "Well, Reed, I'm going to get dinner. You gonna be quiet for me?"

He struggled and roared into his gag. I shrugged and grabbed an inflatable gag, pulling out the jock strap and replacing it before he could speak. A few pumps, and Reed was reduced to feeble whimpers. I tied the bandana much more effectively around his balls and dick, making it harder for him to get off, and I tied the jock strap over his face to blindfold him.

I whistled as I grabbed dinner at a drive-through, no one suspecting a thing, though Reed desperately screamed into his gag. Another prize. I wondered if I ought to let my boys get... acquainted with the scarecrow...

[DeeperThanRed]

Man, it's like you wrote this chapter specifically for me.

Guys being snatched by men with not-so-innocent motives after getting tied up for innocent reasons is one of my favorite scenarios ever. I also loved the baseball uniform and jock gag. I wonder what poor Reed's friends will think but at least his new owner will be a good one.

While Garrett and Kenny didn't physically appear, their presence still felt. Also, this line is pure gold:

"Heh, I could tease him as being a laundromat for a while to clean off Arden's socks!"

[RopedBud]

I'm loving this story so much. There is just a certain style to the way you write that keeps my engaged and hard while reading the story. Keep up the great work! I can't wait to read more.

[MountainMan_91]

Shees!!

What a good read.

Lovin it!

The standard of M/M stories is in top shape these days...

WELL DONE

[Volobond]

Since we were already on assignment, Reed was just gonna have to come with us. The guy had had quite the ordeal. I had freed Kenny and Garrett to put him through his paces, and my pets had devoured him.

Garrett had been all too eager to get at his feet, tickling and worshiping them and making the former living scarecrow give my inflatable gag a run for its money. And Kenny seemed like he was ready to develop some submissive skills, because he spent the time working his way up and down Reed's torso, kissing his muscles and teasing his nipples. But both of them showed a restraint that I was pleased by - neither of them even seemed to consider touching that angry red cock of his without my permission.

Reed was so out of it that when I finally touched his dick, he burst immediately and blacked out.

Anyway, Reed was blindfolded, ball-gagged, and mummified in saran wrap and tape, his head in Kenny's lap and feet in Garrett's as they lounged in the back seat.

I briefed them easily on the information.

The operation wouldn't be easy. I was looking for something very specific. You see, while Evan was the kind who would treasure this kind of new toy, Andy got bored easily, always wanting the next thing. Andy liked the capture, Evan liked the control. So I needed to get Andy a challenge. Someone that would keep his interest and maybe turn him into a true master, and make him even more suitable as a potential Company man.

I did my research and I found a man who fit my criteria. Leonard Crown, an arrogant young man fancying himself a freelance media influencer. He was cocky and confident, exactly the kind Andy would want to try and break of that spirit. But the other thing about Leo was that he was a giant of a man, about 6'5 and broad, with huge muscles. And what was more, after some digging, the Company found that Leo did some moonlighting as a dom on fetish sites, looking for hookups, although he claimed to be open to switching. So Andy would have his hands full dominating a muscular giant dom. Perfect.

But unfortunately, we'd have to get to him first in order to get him to the Company. Which was where Kenny and Garrett came in.

You see, on his profile, Leo - or Bigdom20, as the site said - in typical cocky fashion, wanted no applicants older than thirty, which was too bad for me, despite the fact that (at least I felt) that I had a nice thirties appearance. So some young handsome guys like Kenny and Garrett were perfect.

Kenny was the linchpin here. I loved Garrett, but he'd be way too submissive for this job - Leo'd never agree to switch for him. But Kenny? Kenny was loyal to me. Arden also, a bit, but me first and foremost.

Of course, my pet cowboy was thrilled at how much I was depending on him, elated to be of use as my faithful and trusted boy. He even came up with a perfect plan. He and Garrett would lure Leo in with the promise of a bondage threesome - which Leo had listed as on his bucket list - and trap him for me to come collect.

Leo took the bait almost immediately, and we set up our trap. We were in a nice apartment that the Company had provided us, and Reed was secured to a chair in the guest bathroom, left to futilely struggle. I waited in the guest bedroom with my gear, awaiting the signal. Kenny had been texting Leo, brilliantly weaving a web of invention with which we would ensnare him. He told Leo that he wanted to surprise his boyfriend with a roleplay, pretending to have captured a handsome thief they would play with before being overpowered and tied up by him. Although Leo had been less than enthusiastic about being the first to sub, Kenny soothed his ego, telling him they wanted him to be the main event. And Leo had been much more excited about it, sending his own ideas.

Kenny grinned at me. "I'm almost sorry we're not doing this for real. I never knew I'd be this much into this stuff, Master."

I ruffled his hair. "Aw, is my cowboy enjoying himself?"

"Yessir. Thank you for this, Master. I- I love you."

I raised an eyebrow in surprise, but opened my arms for Kenny to quickly fall into them and hug me. It felt good. Not just to have been right about what Kenny needed, but to have his trust and love. I really liked that feeling.

"Hey, no fair!" Garrett charged us, hugging me from behind. "Don't leave me out, Master!"

I hugged them both and rewarded them with kisses before ushering them into place. I would definitely be rewarding them later if everything went to plan.

[RopedBud]

The anticipation for the next chapter is already killing me! I can't wait to see how this all turns out!

[bondagefreak]

Brilliant!

"Hey, no fair!" Hahaha!
That last line from Garrett practically made me tear up with laughter

I can just imagine the kid making a fuss, desperate to get some attention, running up towards his Master like some jealous child demanding affection. I'm glad he was hugged and kissed as well.
That little munchkin is definitely a keeper.

[DeeperThanRed]

Loved the idea of snatching a dom to fit the tastes of Andy and using Kenny as a bait.

I'm a big fan of more "manlier" characters getting tied up for a change and you always deliver on that.

[privateandrews]

I am really enjoying this story. having a cocky dom getting kidnapped is just perfect.

[Shadesflirty]

Wow.

[Bondwriter]

This is a great story, with great ideas in each new installment. Fun read, thanks.

[Volobond]

So, things... went better than I had expected. Or, rather, they went worse, but it led to a better outcome? More like different, but in a good way? Honestly, even I'm not sure what really happened.

Let me try to explain.

So, Mr. Bigdom20, Mr. Big Shot Media Influencer, Mr. Leo the Giant - was late. Late enough to get me antsy. I absentmindedly played with Reed while I waited, giving the former scarecrow a shoulder rub that put all the fight right out of him. After about half an hour, Kenny came into the guest bedroom.

"He's on his way. Says he asked a friend over for the second round."

Kenny showed me a picture Leo had sent. There he was, a giant in leather chaps and a jockstrap, grinning at the camera and pointing at a much shorter and skinnier guy with dyed green hair and stubble, who was tying a blindfolded man to a chair. "It's the green haired dude. Pietro."

"Shit." I muttered. "Okay. You get Leo roped, I'll take care of Pietro."

So we set into places as Leo the giant arrived, already dressed in tight black jeans, a sleeveless shirt, and a ski mask. He and Leo had set up the scene already over text.

So Leo was a good sport, flexing and making a show of struggling as Kenny "overpowered" him and wrangled him into a hogtie. Which was where things started going to hell.

Because Leo obviously wasn't as good a sport as previously thought, he slipped right out of the tie and took Kenny down, binding my cowboy's arms behind his back and gagging him, all with tape.

"This wasn't the plan!" Garrett yelled, and I crept in. And when Leo lunged for Garrett, I struck. Leo pinned my pet down and reached back for the tape, and I grabbed his wrist, holding him in place with a judo hold or something like that.

Leo knew when he was beat, and allowed Garrett to wriggle out from under him and move away while I positioned him, allowing Garrett to force a straitjacket on him with my help. I cleared my throat in annoyance when Garrett decided that in lieu of an actual gag, he would simply kiss Leo full on the mouth, tongue dancing into his mouth while I tightened the straps. An appreciative moan from Leo when I tightened the crotch straps on the jacket, along with an appraising cup of his rock-hard dick, told me that he was enjoying this.

"Sorry, Master. Couldn't resist." Garrett blushed sheepishly.

I raised an eyebrow. Garrett blushed harder and moved to retrieve the gag I had brought.

"So, Master, huh? 'm I gonna get a chance at handling you tonight, Daddy?" Leo purred, and I chuckled as he subtly tried to check the strength of the jacket, writhing against the bonds. I patted his head and then roughly grabbed his hair when he playfully snapped at me, like a dog.

I smiled. "Not if I got anything to say about it, Crown."

Leo's smile faded - he didn't use his real name on the fetish site. But before he could ask, Garrett returned and shoved the ball gag into his mouth, followed by layering with about twenty bandanas - Garrett had a real thing for bandanas; one time, I cleaved gagged Kenny with a red bandana, and dragged it down around his neck to kiss him, and Garrett had nearly shot a load just watching me replace the gag and then layer some more on top. Finally I wrestled Leo's flailing legs down and into the legbinder that Garrett retrieved from my supplies - a supple and strong sleeve of leather that would force Leo's legs together and straight, preventing him from bending or separating them.

I grinned as I quickly returned to Kenny, kissing his bare chest while he whined into the tape Leo had gagged him with. And then the doorbell rang.

"Shit." I mutttered in unison with Garrett. (Kenny mmmphed, but the message was the same.) "Okay. Garrett, get Kenny out and make sure Leo stays quiet. I'll take care of Pietro."

But what it wasn't, was Pietro at the door. It was a cop. Shit.

He was a handsome dude, probably in his early twenties. He was oddly lithe, built with lean muscle like a dancer, I noticed. Not exactly the kind of build you'd expect on a cop. And then I realized that his uniform was way too tight, tailored to accentuate his chest, package, and ass. His gun holster had an obviously fake water pistol in it, and his handcuffs were the fuzzy leopard-print kind. His cap even had a fake emblem on it of handcuffs instead of a star, with the motto "To Be Whipped And Serve" on it. I rolled my eyes.

The "cop" whipped off his glasses in a sexy move, smoldering at me with amber eyes, honey blond hair peeking out from under the cap. "Sir, I understand there's been a disturbance, and you're in need of... service?"

Well, never say I was one to look a gift horse in the mouth. I smirked and then burst out laughing. The poor stripper looked wildly disconcerted. "I'm so sorry, man. This is... awesome, and super sexy and all, but you've got the wrong address."

"Oh, shit." the cop said, eyes widening. "I... fuck, I'm so sorry, man. I didn't mean to... I'll just. God, I'll go."

"Hey, wait a minute. You don't wanna go all the way back down like that so soon. Why don't you come in, have a beer, and you can chill while you figure it out? It's pretty cold out there, isn't it?"

"Yeah, man. Trust me, these things were not made to conserve warmth. I'm Colby. Sorry again."

"Caleb." I grinned, shaking his hand as he came in. Poor kid. I almost felt sorry about what I was about to do to him, but hey. It's just business, right?

Colby and I chatted while I got him a beer. He was in no hurry to leave, considering he had been expecting a party of gropey older women. Of course, he wasn't aware that the beer was drugged, and passed out in a jiff. So thoughtful of him to deliver himself in tearaway clothes.

It was easy, especially with Kenny and Garrett's help, to get Colby into a tight sleepsack, putting his arms in the internal sleeves of the thing before lacing it up tight, buckling heavy-duty straps shut over his arms, wrists, thighs, ankles, and neck. Garrett got so handsy with the stripper's sacked-up body that I clicked my teeth to Kenny and we quickly tied him to a chair in the guest bedroom, gagging him with the sweaty socks I had saved just for him. For extra torture, I slipped a cock ring onto him and brought Reed out from the bathroom so he could watch the scarecrow struggle. And in a little while, when the stripper awoke, Garrett could enjoy that, too. Despite the fact that he was whimpering - and that Kenny had added a vibrator to his predicament with permission from me (wow, Kenny was becoming my good boy and Garrett the troublemaker - never would've seen that coming), Garrett moaned happily when I kissed his forehead and Kenny touched their foreheads together.

"Good work, boy."

"Thanks, Master." Kenny smiled softly, melting into my side. I squeezed him with one arm, and sighed as I remained there, content to let him rest his head on my chest. Until finally I had to move on.

"But we're not done yet. Grab the spreader bars. Let's have some fun with this Pietro guy."

The plan had been evolving, and I only hoped that there wouldn't be any more surprises to contend with.

[MountainMan_91]

Hot hot hot...

Lets hope there are even more surprises, the boss seems to know how to roll with them!

Its gonna be a packed van on the way home

[DeeperThanRed]

So many surprises in one night!

I knew Leo was going to be hard to deal with, but I wasn't expecting him to turn the tables on Kenny so quickly and even hitting on Caleb. It's going to be fun to see him more.

Colby is an adorable addition to the growing pack of bound guys (loved his awkwardness) and I have a feeling that I'll enjoy Pietro, too.

[puffalover]

Damn this is such a great story! Like others here, I really love your writing style. Also enjoy the type of bondage and torture used on these captives. Really keeps me interested.

Can’t wait for the next part!

[Volobond]

"Oh, uh... you Leo's pal?" Pietro asked, unimpressed with me, apparently. He was short. Shorter than Garrett, even, but he had some muscle to him, and a chip on his shoulder.

"That's me," I said easily, not intimidated by the wannabe dom.

"Well." Pietro breezed in, chuckling. "You must be special. Leo doesn't usually go for guys as old as you."

I wasn't sure how to respond to such blatant rudeness, and I had to master my instincts to throw this guy over my knee and spank him. "Right, well, Leo's still a little tied up at the moment, so..."

"Still? Whoa, you got a firecracker in there. Leo's usually the kind to just get real quick to domming." Pietro said. I could tell he was impressed now despite himself.

"Yeah, well, I'm hoping that it can be trained out of him." I smirked, and Pietro chuckled appreciatively.

"Good luck. The number of times I've tried to collar that bastard... he always gets me in a sleeper hold or some shit and has me tied up before I can think. Dick."

Kenny chose that moment to return with an armful of stuff. I grinned.

"Hey, Master."

Pietro grumbled. "Where's Leo? Ack!"

My arms had wound around the short man, cutting off his breath in a sleeper hold. "Sleeper hold kinda like this, Piet?"

He struggled mightily- far stronger than I expected - but he quickly succumbed, going limp. We only had a few seconds before he'd awaken, so Kenny and I worked together. I did have to get him in another sleeper hold before the job was done, though. But eventually, Pietro's ankles and wrists were spread, and he was unable to do much more than flail. Kenny grabbed the wrist bar and pulled it up over Pietro's head and sat on it, keeping him pinned. I straddled the green-haired man's waist and stripped off my socks.

"Fuck, no, man! I'm not gonna - get off me!" Pietro was quick and smart enough to shut his mouth, pressing his lips together. Kenny simply leaned over and acted like he was gonna squeeze Pietro's nose shut, but instead surprised him with an armpit tickle. With Pietro's mouth open wide in laughter, I shoved my gross, sweaty socks into his mouth. He tried working his jaw to spit it out, only for Kenny to clap a head harness on him, tightening the panel gag first and making him moan in disgust. We quickly used some scissors to cut him out of his clothes, and carried him over to the room where Garrett sat, shaking from his overstimulation, trembling as he watched Reed struggling in a chair and Colby in a sleep sack. We lifted Pietro's spread limbs over the chair and fit him down so he was on Garrett's lap, their dicks rubbing against each other. Some more rope made certain Pietro could not escape, and was left to bounce on Garrett's lap, grinding against him.

Garrett was in heaven, despite the torture. I nodded to Kenny and we brought Leo in too, sitting him next to Colby. Pietro squeaked as he recognized Leo, but it turned into a moan as he hit his first orgasm from the vibrator on Garrett.

"Let's see..." I counted off on my fingers. "Reed, Leo, Colby, and Pietro. We've got a lot of product."

"Yup." Kenny smirked. "Not bad for our first outing, right, Master?"

I pulled him close and made him sit down on Reed's lap, tying him to the bound former scarecrow. I kissed him before gagging him with a bandana. "Have fun, boy. I think I'll sit back and watch this one."

I busied myself supplying each boy with a vibrator, and giving Pietro and Leo cock rings, to start training them. Then I grabbed myself a beer from the fridge and sat down to enjoy the show.

Tomorrow would begin the transport. Tonight was for me.

[DeeperThanRed]

Caleb is living the dream.

I've really enjoyed Pietro: He's too small and angry for his own good. It was positively hilarious how he gave away the way to capture him. Also, he and Kenny finding themselves on another bound guy's lap? Phenomenal.

[bondagefreak]

Seems to me like Caleb found the PERFECT answer for Pietro's rudeness.
SLEEPER HOLD! Haha

Absolutely loved this scene and of course the ensuing non-consensual sockgag.

Still, the brawny little guy should be happy to be chewing and sucking on those socks instead of Arden's

[Volobond]

Added a poll while I write the next part! I'd like to see what y'all think.

[bondagefreak]

Added a poll while I write the next part! I'd like to see what y'all think.

VOTED!
I'm kinda glad that you allowed the option for us to change our votes, since I may actually change my mind over the course of the next day or two.

They all have great potential, and while I think Leo would definitely be a fun challenge (with him being short and feisty AF) I'm choosing Colby. Whoever gets chosen to become Arden's personal pet, I hope they're ready for some seriously smelly socks and feet!

[dahanband]

oh man !
This is a wonderful story.