Naughty Pleasure Market Ch. 03

Matthew's nipples became stiff, red and sensitive. His heart was pounding, cock was demanding attention. Bunny guy's tongue was invading his ass longer than it was necessary, but suddenly, its wet touch disappeared. Matt looked behind with helpless face and blushing cheeks. Stranger put the plug against his asshole and applied pressure. Matthew's dick twitched.

"Don't fight it", the bunny boy instructed. "I don't want it to be painful to you." The plug was big... definitely not a novice type of toy. Matthew struggled to relax. "Think about this: it will mark you as master's property. It's a symbol of his ownership over you, that you're willingly putting inside of your most intimate place... Imagine how he will smile, seeing you tamed and surrendered..." Suddenly, the plug spread his insides in one fast charge, entering to the very end with no further opposition. Matthew moaned when disgustingly pleasurable shivers ran through his entire body, taking away control over his own limbs. "You're such a slut in denial... A little bit of tasty humiliation and suddenly you're not able to defend yourself anymore, huh? Will you show proper respect to our master while talking to him?"

Matt knelt and looked down. Every move of his body was sending similar overwhelming shivers from the gland inside of his asshole. His mind was slowly fading away. Now the raging boner between his legs was in power of his body and it was fully devoted to Phillip's power. "I will... I want to obey any command he will give me..."

"Come with me, then. I will tell you how to behave. First of all, you can only crawl and kneel in his presence. You're free to admire master's body, but you can't look into his eyes. Address him as "sir" and do what he tells you to do, without questioning. You can't touch or get near master, unless he tells you otherwise." Bunny guy looked down at Matt's cock and tapped it, observing how it kept going back to vertical position. Then he gently reached for his balls and started fondling them. Matt moved his hips further, to give the bunny boy's hands the space they might have needed. "Be careful when playing with your cock in there", bunny guy advised. "You can touch yourself to keep the arousal going but don't you dare coming! Master and his guests are the only people in this house who can reach orgasm, we are there just for their pleasure, remember that."

Matthew was so horny right now, that he couldn't imagine opposing to Phillip in any way. It was a very, very bad scenario for someone who wanted discuss the matter of being blackmailed, yet it felt so delicious that he just had to let this happen. He had to let Phillip see him like that, so he knows that he won. Matt was craving the smug smile that would show on man's handsome face.

Bunny boy opened the door and Matt slowly crawled in. First thing he saw, was an another boy in bunny outfit, tied up, blindfolded and lying on the floor. His butt-cheeks were red as wine and looked like they were still burning after fresh and passionate spanking session. Matthew licked his lips. What should he do to deserve that kind of treatment?

Matt has entered the living room and finally found Phillip. He was sitting on a couch with his legs spread. Matthew felt saliva filling his mouth. Those hairy calves and thighs... those clean, long feet... Unfortunately, he couldn't really see more, as there was a third bunny boy sitting on his lap and eagerly jumping up and down on Phillip's stiff, meaty dick.

"I have brought you the slave boy, sir."

Phillip looked down at kneeling Matthew yet didn't stop fucking his current bunny.

"Go back to your chores", he ordered the boy who guided Matt here.

"Yes, sir!"

Bunny ran to the kitchen, to continue washing dishes and left Matt semi-alone with the evil bully he should be hating.

"So, Matthew. What do you want from me?"

Matt's hips were making small circles in impatient excitement.

"I want to serve you, sir..."

"Is that so? The messages you've sent to me suggested something different."

Matthew discreetly bit his lip.

"Yes, sir... that was a mistake, sir..."

The bunny jumping on Phillip suddenly bend and placed his forehead on master's collarbone, almost like he was struggling. Phillip hugged him lovingly and pressed him closely against his chest, without even thinking about slowing down with the passionate moves of his filling dick. He kissed bunny's cheek with actual love and care, then he put his free hand on boy's perfect bubble butt. Matthew's dick twitched again in helpless jealousy. What would he give to be used by Phillip like that...

"The thing is, I have no further interest in using you", Phillip said. "I've decided to recruit you for the Market, as means to gain enough points for my another full time servant. As you can see, with success." He caressed the very eager bunny's back and smiled. "Now only my boys will be sucking my ass and treating my balls."

Matt immediately felt hurt and betrayed. So Phillip didn't do that because he wanted him?

"If that's the case, why did you make me wear this?", Matt pointed at the skimpy outfit.

"I thought it would be hilarious to push you on knees after all these proud threats you've sent me." He laughed straight at Matt's face. "One more thing: don't you dare coming off late to the meeting with Oscar tomorrow morning. I was the one who recruited you, so half of all profits from your service will be mine. Make your daddy rich." Suddenly, he moved with his bunny boy, placing his back on the couch. Now Phillip was on top. He buried his cock into tight slave ass with one thrust, making the slave moan loudly and shamelessly. His penis fit entirely behind boy's butt-cheeks, while hairy nutsack was slapping them. Matt had an opportunity to once again see the entrance to Phillip's asshole, covered in tasty, hairy bush. "Now leave. I have to breed that cute ass."

Matthew obeyed, hurt and disappointed. What really scared him was his penis, though. Phillip's cruel treatment didn't make it any less harder...

*

In the evening, Matt was just scared and depressed, as he already has emptied his balls from all this sexual tension that Phillip introduced him to. Finally, after long day of work, Ethan came back home. He recognized that they're on rocky terms and avoided interaction, but Matt didn't want that.

"Ethan..." Matthew mumbled. "I'm sorry for what I've said to you. I've been thinking... and I think you were right."

Ethan smiled and turned back to sit on the couch next to his best friend. "Tell me about it."

"I'm really horny lately and I could really use some guys... well... you know, pushing my borders. Is that weird?"

His straight friend laughed. "Is being horny weird? I would say it's pretty healthy in our age."

"And you don't mind...? I mean, I'm about to become some kind of sex slave... Will you even still want to be friends with me?"

"I've always knew you had a submissive soul, Matt, and yet we're best friends. In this world, some are doms, some subs and there's also a bunch of boring normies. It's natural. If bunch of guys leaving bite marks on your tied body is what makes you happy, I'll go find a rope." Ethan aggressively tousled his hair. "And seriously, don't be afraid of tomorrow. Oscar is very professional, he will give you exactly what you need and he will make sure that you won't get hurt."

"That's second time I hear that name. Who is that Oscar guy?"

"Founder of the Market. He's very passionate about this whole thing, it was never just a business to him. It seems like he has some weird fascination with making people fuck so good that they are left to helplessly roll eyes in their skulls. He loves to see semen flowing, dripping from people's mouth, that kind of thing..." Ethan pulled off his shoes, revealing his long feet hidden in black socks. He put them on the table. "Fuck, I'm so sore after today... I feel like I came back from a marathon..."

"Do you want a foot massage?" Matthew asked, with a sly smile.

"If you don't mind!" Oh, Matt certainly didn't mind rubbing pair of huge feet of a hot straight jock. "Do you have a foot fetish as well?"

"Depends on the foot."

"Alright then, do my feet make you have a foot fetish?"

"Well, they look really well, the size is just perfect and the smell is balanced... But I must say, I was always a fan of your white socks."

"Noted." Ethan sighed, relaxing with hands behind his head. "You know what? Every straight guy should have a gay friend like you..."