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Pairing: Owengejuicetv/Seapeekay
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 24: sex toys, crossdressing
Warnings: BDSM, feminisation, watersports
Notes: So when I was writing Aqua Regia I got the idea to do something with these two and orange toys/bondage gear. It’s an idea that got noted but shelved and then it came up for this… only the idea has since changed a lot since then (so I still might do that another time). Also its ended up being another long one why am I incapable of short kinktober fics?? Also the pic I used for Owen is the exact fit he’s wearing in this.
Owen smiled widely as he looked Callum up and down, drinking in the sight of him. “Oh you look so beautiful.” He took ahold of his tattooed arm, tugging him across the room to the full length mirror in the corner. “See for yourself.” Once Callum was standing in front of it Owen let go of him, stepping to one side so that he could look at himself. As he did Owen did the same, giving an appreciative once over from his face down.
Callum’s face was clean shaven, which instantly made him appear younger than he was. His hair was growing out, now hanging past his ears though it would soon be longer. His dark eyes were surrounded by a ring of black eyeliner, then bright orange eyeshadow. The make up continued on his lips, which were painted orange as well. Around his neck was a faux leather collar, the only thing that was a standard part of his attire. It was bright orange as well, with a silver tag hanging off it, engraved with his name on one said and ‘if lost return to Owen’ on the other.
Across his chest was a crop top in pastel orange with a neckline so deep if he had breasts it would have shown off his cleavage. Instead it shown off a brief flash of the lacy orange bra beneath. Owen’s gaze flicked to his hands, where his nails were perfectly painted in almost the same shade of orange as the collar. Returning to his body his gaze skimmed over the skin of his midriff, going lower to the skirt that he wore. The fabric, again orange to match the rest, stopped just over an inch above his knees. His legs were covered by black fishnets, the black providing a nice contrast between his pale skin and the orange of the rest of his outfit. On his feet he wore high heel shoes, though the heel was only an inch high. Owen was proud that Callum had worked up to that and felt confident enough to walk around in them.
Owen’s gaze went back up his legs to the skirt and he couldn’t help but think about what was beneath the fabric.
Underneath there were panties which matched the bra below his top. Beneath that was a plastic orange cage, secured around his cock and there was a large orange plug filling him in the same colour. The thought of him wearing them under his clothes excited Owen and he knew it would be hard to keep his hands to himself.
“What do you think? Are you ready beautiful?”
“Yes sir.” Callum’s cheeks were flushed a little and Owen smiled, leaning in to kiss him gently on his soft lips.
“Good girl. Now let’s get going.”
***
This was the first time that Callum had gone outside of their home dressed like this and Owen felt so proud of her. Owen was so glad that she felt confident enough to not only go out like this but to also meet their friends like this as well.
They’d drove the few miles from their home into town, parking up in the car park of the local BDSM club. They’d been there several times before and sometimes Callum had been wearing the collar with the plug and cage under his clothes. “Ready?” He asked as he looked at Callum, giving her a last chance to speak up if she wasn’t ready.
“I am sir.” Owen grinned, feeling that pride again and he grabbed his bag, opening the door and stepping into the cool night air. Unlike Callum he was wearing a more simple attire, pale green trousers and a plain white shirt, after all he didn’t want to pull focus from his girl. Before they left the car he took out an orange leash from his bag, clipping it to her collar, his fingers brushing her chin before pulling away.
Together they walked towards the entrance and Owen flashed the bouncer a smile and he just nodded them to go in, much to the annoyance of the twink that was waiting in line. Owen paid him no mind and led Callum inside.
Owen kept a tight hold on the leash, leading her through the dimly lit room. Music was playing in the background, but it was punctuated by the sounds of moans and other sounds of pleasure from various parts of the room. Owen ignored all that, making a beeline for the booth in a corner, where he knew his friends would be waiting.
He caught sight of James right away, the large man waving them over, a grin on his face. “Hey man, it’s good to see you.”
“You too.” Owen replied and he didn’t even need to look down to know that at James’ feet was his toy, Will. He glanced around the booth and saw they weren’t alone. Jago was sat on the couch, their shirt unbuttoned to show of a flash of their hair chest, while their boyfriend Kit was resting his head on their shoulder. “So where’s Eret?”
“Oh she’s gone to get some drinks.” James replied, gesturing vaguely towards the bar and his gaze went from Owen to Callum, though he said nothing about her. “I’m sure she’ll be back soon.”
Owen nodded, leaning against the wall beside the booth, giving a tug on the leash so Callum was stood behind him. He wanted to do a proper reveal when everyone was here.
Thankfully they didn’t have long to wait, after a few minutes of small talk Eret appeared. She looked amazing as always, her soft curls hanging down either side of her face she wore a crop top with a fishnet underneath. Owen made a mental note to ask where she got her breast forms for Callum. “Hey! It’s good to see you man!” Eret came closer, giving him a quick, tight hug.
“You too, you’re looking radiant as usual.” Owen replied with a smile and Eret grinned at the compliment. Behind her he noticed her latest toy, a shirtless man carrying a tray with enough drinks for them all, which it placed down on the table. The tall skinny man then got down on his knees beside the table and Eret took a seat. “So now you’re all here I’d like to introduce you to someone.” He tugged on the leash, as he took a seat, so that Callum was standing in front of the table. “This is my girlfriend Callum.”
They’d all met Callum before but not like this and all of them looked at her. Owen’s gaze wasn’t on though, even though the introduction was why they were here. His gaze was instead on Callum, watching her reaction, in case there was any sign of discovered or she made the gesture for them to leave. When all he saw was a slight blush he smiled and returned his attention to his friends.
“Oh isn’t she pretty.” He wasn’t surprised when it was Eret that spoke first, a wide smile on her face as she looked at Callum. “Orange really is her colour.”
“It is.” Owen agreed, nodding fondly as he reached over to stroke her back, his fingers moving in small circles. “She’s so pretty.”
“She is.” James agreed with a slight nod, a smirk on his lips. No doubt he was thinking something depraved, but he always was, it’s one of the things he loved about him. “So very sexy.”
“Oh she is.” Owen smirked at him, feeling proud by their appreciation. Eret scooted over on the sofa, petting the seat next to her and Owen took the seat, using the leash to tugging Callum to sit too beside him. He grabbed one of the drinks Eret’s toy had bought, then settled back and became comfortable.
Things settled them into easy conversation, which was a mix of general catching up and questions about Callum. Since they already knew they were a couple, questions were more focussed on the feminisation part of their relationship. Questions were about how long they’d been doing this, what did he like to wear, stuff like that.
Owen was grateful to Eret, because she was the most attentive, even getting out her phone and sending Owen links to sites that she used for clothes, make up and where she’d got her breast forms. The thought of Callum having some to fill out her bra went straight to his dick.
Jago and Kit left pretty early on, since they both had an early night as they were travelling, but Owen was glad that they’d been able to find the time for a catch up. Owen gave both of them a hug before waving them goodbye.
“So do you have any plans for the night?” James asked, taking a drink from the glass of Pepsi that he’d been nursing all night, his other hand petting his sub’s short hair. Owen knew what he was really asking, without saying it and his hand fell to Callum’s fishnet clad thigh stroking it.
“I don’t think we’ll be doing much publicly tonight.” He kept stroking her thigh, giving Callum a sideways glance. “But maybe next time.”
James made a pained noise and Owen had the sinking suspicion Eret had kicked him in the shin with one of her boots. “James stop being a horny fuck, it’s her first time here.” She leaned forward slightly, turning her attention to Callum. “Don’t worry sweetie, there’s no pressure to do anything tonight.”
Callum returned her smile with one of her own, looking so pretty. “Thank you.”
Owen gave Eret a similar grateful smile, which she returned before they fell back into easy conversation.
***
For a bar night it was relatively tame as nights there went. Eret’s toy was on its knees, spending most of the night licking and kissing her boots. Though it was allowed to go and get them drinks again when they finished the first drinks. At one point James’ sub had his head between his legs and it soon became obvious that he was giving him head.
After a few hours Owen decided that it was best to call it a night, so after saying their goodbyes and getting hugs from Eret they both left.
“I’m so proud of you, you did so well.” Owen told her once they were back home, planting a hungry kiss on Callum’s orange lips. “You looked so beautiful, I wanted to ravish you all night.”
“Thank you sir.” Her cheeks were a little flushed and Owen reached up to stroke her cheek.
“Tell me what you want my beautiful girl.” He whispered, wanting to reward her for doing this. He knew he would again tomorrow, when they’d be able to go through the things Eret sent so she could buy what she wanted.
She took a breath and then spoke, her voice soft. “I want you to fuck me so hard I see stars. I want you to bind me and piss on me.” Owen chuckled softly, stroking down to her chin, holding onto it.
“Of course you do my little slut. You want your clothes to stay on?”
“Yes sir.” She gave him a needy, desperate look and it went straight to Owen’s dick.
“You want your clit to stay in its cage?”
“Yes sir.” She tried to nod, but Owen’s hand on her chin prevented that.
“Good girl.” Owen took her by one of her skinny arms, pulling her through their home to the bedroom. When he went through the door he flicked the light on, then tugged Callum to the corner of the room.
There, spread across the floor, was an orange rubber sheet which he pulled her over to. “Get on your knees beautiful, hands behind your head.”
Immediately Callum sank down to her knees the rubber sheet, placing her hands behind her head. It was a pose that he’d found she liked to be in and Owen liked it too, especially as the pose meant the ink on her arms was on display.
While she got into position Owen undid his trousers, pushing them and his panties down to the floor. Once they were off he removed his shoes and grabbed a belt from atop the chest of drawers. The orange strap had a series of extra holes added along its length, which Owen had added so that it could be used for bondage what he was going to do now. He moved behind Callum and wrapped the belt around her wrists, securing them in place behind her head.
“Now, open your pretty mouth nice and wide.” Owen spoke as he moved to stand before her, looking down at her. She looked so beautiful, in her pretty outfit down on her knees like that and he had to take a breath, as he took his dick in hand. He was thankful for the drinks that he’d had at the bar, as it only took him a few moments for him to start pissing.
He looked down at her, smirking at the sight as the golden spray hit her face. Of course he aimed for him open mouth, shaped in the perfect O, but only after he’d let some of it hit her in the face and soak her hair. As soon as piss hit her skin she let out a moan and when it landed in her mouth she let it fill it up before swallowing it down. As she swallowed he let some of the flow hit her face, enjoying how it looked dripping down her chin and onto her clothes.
Owen hadn’t really thought much on piss as a kink before dating Callum, but it was one of her kinks so she’d decided to indulge her. Once he did it though he found that he loved it, especially seeing Callum dripping in piss. It didn’t matter if it was his or her own it was always a hot thought. Hence the rubber sheet which had become a permanent edition to their room just for this.
Eventually Owen felt that his flow was starting to subside and he rocked his hips, letting the head of his cock slip between her lips so she could drink it down. “Such a good girl, you’re so pretty.” He whispered, reaching to pet her hair, not caring that it meant his hand got wet from it. “Now get into position.”
“Yes sir.” She replied, sounding so needy as she started to shuffle on his knees. She was so used to doing it that it only took her a few moments to turn so she was facing the wall, her body leaning down so that hears was pushed back towards him.
“Such a good little slut for me.” Owen grinned at the sight, licking his lips as he reached forward, lifting her skirt up to show off her ass. The panties looked so good on her, the patterned lace looking so pretty and he slipped his fingers under the waistband, tugging it down to reveal the plug that was inside her. He took ahold of the flared base, easing it out of her and setting it down on the nearby table. “Oh your pussy looks so pretty and open for me tonight.” He whispered, his gaze on the pucker of her opening, his mouth watering slightly.
He couldn’t help but sink down to his knees behind her, his hands reaching for her ass to keep her cheeks apart. He leaned in between them, inhaling her scent before extending his tongue. Owen lapped along her cleft, from her tailbone to just behind her balls, then back up to her hole. He licked around the rim a few times before taking a breath and slipping his tongue inside.
He didn’t do this as often as he should, which was a shame because this was really something that he liked doing to her. The soft moans she made were like musicals he moved his tongue, slipping it deeper and twisting it around, lapping at her insides. He pulled back slightly to take a gasp of air then went back in, slipping his tongue in and out of her.
One day he’d have to strap her down and do this to her longer but the lateness of the hour and the aching of his cock meant he had to stop. He gave each of her cheeks a kiss, then got back to his feet. “Your pussy tastes delicious as always beautiful.” He heard Callum let out a soft moan in response and Owen grinned, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before grabbing the lube.
He squirted some around her hole, then onto his fingers, using them to stroke his erection until it was glistening. “Ready for me?” He knew that she was, especially from the way she was rocking her ass back, clearly desperate to be filled, but he liked to hear it.
“Yes sir, please fuck me!”
The plea made Owen grin and he set the lube back beside the plug, before lining up and thrusting into her. Her moans were always beautiful to him, but there was something about the specific groan she made when she got filled with a cock that drove Owen crazy. He sank into her easily, thanks to the plug inside her all night, and he started to move right away. He gripped onto her, starting to move right away.
Sometimes he liked to fuck her slow and steady, drawing it out for as long as possible. Other times her fucked her, like a demon, ramming in and out of her in a blur of motion that left her body trembling. Tonight Owen was more like the latter, fucking her hard and rough. Each thrust made Callum’s body tremble, groans and moans spilling from her lips.
“You sound so beautiful.” Owen said, a groan of his own leaving his lips as he fucked into her. “And you look so sexy, I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” He rammed into her as he said it, gripping tight. “And I just know everyone that saw you tonight wanted to too.” Callum let out a need mewl, pushing his ass back against him. “I’m so proud of you for tonight, that you felt confident enough to do that.”
Callum mewled again, squirming under him and he was sure she’d be blushing. “Thank you sir, I’m so glad.” She lets out pretty soft gasps under him, driving Owen crazier. “It felt good, to be like this outside. Everyone seeing.”
“I’m glad you thought so.” Owen grinned, slamming into him again while he shifted his hands to stroke his ass. “You think next time you’ll be ready to show off your pretty little clit and pussy for them.” Hee wanted to tonight, to lift up her skirt to show her off, but he wasn’t sure if it would be too much for her.
“Yes sir.” She nodded, the motion making her bound arms move as well. “I want you to sir, maybe next time we could also…”
She trailed off into a moan and Owen squeezed her ass. “Also what, my pretty slut? Use your words.” He slowed down his movements, even though he wanted to keep pounding her into oblivion.
She mewled again and Callum took a breath, clearly steadying herself before speaking. “I want you to do that, then bend me over and fuck me in front of them, so everyone knows I’m a slut for your cock. I want…” She took another breath as Owen slammed into her at the thought. “I want to be on my knees between your legs, sucking you off, drinking your piss while they watch.”
“Oh you really are such a perfect slut for me aren’t you?” Owen resumed thrusting, unable to stop himself at the thought of Callum in a slutty outfit getting used in front of everyone. “Do you want them to take a turn inside you slut?”
“If you want to sir.” She uttered, voice trembling.
“That’s not what I asked.” Owen slapped her ass, making her groan loudly. “Try again.”
“I want them to watch, to get their dicks out and touch themselves as you use me…” Another moan asked her pretty lips, interrupting her train of thought. “I want them to cum over me, their cum drying over my face and staying there all night, but my holes are yours.”
The image of that was so hot, it was driving Owen closer to the edge. “Oh yes, you’re all mine beautiful, we’ll do all of that next time. Fuck, I’m going to fill you up so much.” Owen groaned as he fucked into her and then he cried out, spilling deep inside of her. It was so intense, like it always was and it left her feeling so breathless.
Beneath him Callum was panting too and he reached around her, his fingers touching the plastic of the cage. It felt slick and that always made him smirk when it happened. The cage had become a regular feature and he always loved when she dribbled out a ruined orgasm from getting fucked. Owen’s other hand shifted up her body and he gripped her hair, pulling her up and kissing the back of her neck. “You’re such a good girl.” His other hand came up, rubbing her slickness against her lips, letting her taste it.
She let out a soft moan and Owen eased out of her. “Now come on, let’s get you out of these clothes and then we can head to bed.”
“Yes sir.” Her voice was shaky as she spoke and Owen loved that. He loved that he did that, that he had made her this way. “Thank you.”
Their eyes met and Owen smiled fondly at her, leaning in to kiss her, trailing his hands over her clothes which were now wet with sweat as well as piss. “Thank you pretty girl.” He whispered as their lips parted, a hand stroking her face. “I love you.”
“I love you too sir.” She smiled, looking so beautiful and Owen was sure he could stare at that face forever. Instead he reached up, undoing the binding in her hands and helping her to her feet.
It didn’t take long for them both to undress and end up in bed together, their bodies becoming intertwined under the covers. Callum drifted off first, her head resting against his shoulder and Owen kissed him on the forehead, before his own eyes slipped closed, a contented smile on face.
Pairing: Owengejuicetv/Seapeekay
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 24: sex toys, crossdressing
Warnings: BDSM, feminisation, watersports
Notes: So when I was writing Aqua Regia I got the idea to do something with these two and orange toys/bondage gear. It’s an idea that got noted but shelved and then it came up for this… only the idea has since changed a lot since then (so I still might do that another time). Also its ended up being another long one why am I incapable of short kinktober fics?? Also the pic I used for Owen is the exact fit he’s wearing in this.
Owen smiled widely as he looked Callum up and down, drinking in the sight of him. “Oh you look so beautiful.” He took ahold of his tattooed arm, tugging him across the room to the full length mirror in the corner. “See for yourself.” Once Callum was standing in front of it Owen let go of him, stepping to one side so that he could look at himself. As he did Owen did the same, giving an appreciative once over from his face down.
Callum’s face was clean shaven, which instantly made him appear younger than he was. His hair was growing out, now hanging past his ears though it would soon be longer. His dark eyes were surrounded by a ring of black eyeliner, then bright orange eyeshadow. The make up continued on his lips, which were painted orange as well. Around his neck was a faux leather collar, the only thing that was a standard part of his attire. It was bright orange as well, with a silver tag hanging off it, engraved with his name on one said and ‘if lost return to Owen’ on the other.
Across his chest was a crop top in pastel orange with a neckline so deep if he had breasts it would have shown off his cleavage. Instead it shown off a brief flash of the lacy orange bra beneath. Owen’s gaze flicked to his hands, where his nails were perfectly painted in almost the same shade of orange as the collar. Returning to his body his gaze skimmed over the skin of his midriff, going lower to the skirt that he wore. The fabric, again orange to match the rest, stopped just over an inch above his knees. His legs were covered by black fishnets, the black providing a nice contrast between his pale skin and the orange of the rest of his outfit. On his feet he wore high heel shoes, though the heel was only an inch high. Owen was proud that Callum had worked up to that and felt confident enough to walk around in them.
Owen’s gaze went back up his legs to the skirt and he couldn’t help but think about what was beneath the fabric.
Underneath there were panties which matched the bra below his top. Beneath that was a plastic orange cage, secured around his cock and there was a large orange plug filling him in the same colour. The thought of him wearing them under his clothes excited Owen and he knew it would be hard to keep his hands to himself.
“What do you think? Are you ready beautiful?”
“Yes sir.” Callum’s cheeks were flushed a little and Owen smiled, leaning in to kiss him gently on his soft lips.
“Good girl. Now let’s get going.”
***
This was the first time that Callum had gone outside of their home dressed like this and Owen felt so proud of her. Owen was so glad that she felt confident enough to not only go out like this but to also meet their friends like this as well.
They’d drove the few miles from their home into town, parking up in the car park of the local BDSM club. They’d been there several times before and sometimes Callum had been wearing the collar with the plug and cage under his clothes. “Ready?” He asked as he looked at Callum, giving her a last chance to speak up if she wasn’t ready.
“I am sir.” Owen grinned, feeling that pride again and he grabbed his bag, opening the door and stepping into the cool night air. Unlike Callum he was wearing a more simple attire, pale green trousers and a plain white shirt, after all he didn’t want to pull focus from his girl. Before they left the car he took out an orange leash from his bag, clipping it to her collar, his fingers brushing her chin before pulling away.
Together they walked towards the entrance and Owen flashed the bouncer a smile and he just nodded them to go in, much to the annoyance of the twink that was waiting in line. Owen paid him no mind and led Callum inside.
Owen kept a tight hold on the leash, leading her through the dimly lit room. Music was playing in the background, but it was punctuated by the sounds of moans and other sounds of pleasure from various parts of the room. Owen ignored all that, making a beeline for the booth in a corner, where he knew his friends would be waiting.
He caught sight of James right away, the large man waving them over, a grin on his face. “Hey man, it’s good to see you.”
“You too.” Owen replied and he didn’t even need to look down to know that at James’ feet was his toy, Will. He glanced around the booth and saw they weren’t alone. Jago was sat on the couch, their shirt unbuttoned to show of a flash of their hair chest, while their boyfriend Kit was resting his head on their shoulder. “So where’s Eret?”
“Oh she’s gone to get some drinks.” James replied, gesturing vaguely towards the bar and his gaze went from Owen to Callum, though he said nothing about her. “I’m sure she’ll be back soon.”
Owen nodded, leaning against the wall beside the booth, giving a tug on the leash so Callum was stood behind him. He wanted to do a proper reveal when everyone was here.
Thankfully they didn’t have long to wait, after a few minutes of small talk Eret appeared. She looked amazing as always, her soft curls hanging down either side of her face she wore a crop top with a fishnet underneath. Owen made a mental note to ask where she got her breast forms for Callum. “Hey! It’s good to see you man!” Eret came closer, giving him a quick, tight hug.
“You too, you’re looking radiant as usual.” Owen replied with a smile and Eret grinned at the compliment. Behind her he noticed her latest toy, a shirtless man carrying a tray with enough drinks for them all, which it placed down on the table. The tall skinny man then got down on his knees beside the table and Eret took a seat. “So now you’re all here I’d like to introduce you to someone.” He tugged on the leash, as he took a seat, so that Callum was standing in front of the table. “This is my girlfriend Callum.”
They’d all met Callum before but not like this and all of them looked at her. Owen’s gaze wasn’t on though, even though the introduction was why they were here. His gaze was instead on Callum, watching her reaction, in case there was any sign of discovered or she made the gesture for them to leave. When all he saw was a slight blush he smiled and returned his attention to his friends.
“Oh isn’t she pretty.” He wasn’t surprised when it was Eret that spoke first, a wide smile on her face as she looked at Callum. “Orange really is her colour.”
“It is.” Owen agreed, nodding fondly as he reached over to stroke her back, his fingers moving in small circles. “She’s so pretty.”
“She is.” James agreed with a slight nod, a smirk on his lips. No doubt he was thinking something depraved, but he always was, it’s one of the things he loved about him. “So very sexy.”
“Oh she is.” Owen smirked at him, feeling proud by their appreciation. Eret scooted over on the sofa, petting the seat next to her and Owen took the seat, using the leash to tugging Callum to sit too beside him. He grabbed one of the drinks Eret’s toy had bought, then settled back and became comfortable.
Things settled them into easy conversation, which was a mix of general catching up and questions about Callum. Since they already knew they were a couple, questions were more focussed on the feminisation part of their relationship. Questions were about how long they’d been doing this, what did he like to wear, stuff like that.
Owen was grateful to Eret, because she was the most attentive, even getting out her phone and sending Owen links to sites that she used for clothes, make up and where she’d got her breast forms. The thought of Callum having some to fill out her bra went straight to his dick.
Jago and Kit left pretty early on, since they both had an early night as they were travelling, but Owen was glad that they’d been able to find the time for a catch up. Owen gave both of them a hug before waving them goodbye.
“So do you have any plans for the night?” James asked, taking a drink from the glass of Pepsi that he’d been nursing all night, his other hand petting his sub’s short hair. Owen knew what he was really asking, without saying it and his hand fell to Callum’s fishnet clad thigh stroking it.
“I don’t think we’ll be doing much publicly tonight.” He kept stroking her thigh, giving Callum a sideways glance. “But maybe next time.”
James made a pained noise and Owen had the sinking suspicion Eret had kicked him in the shin with one of her boots. “James stop being a horny fuck, it’s her first time here.” She leaned forward slightly, turning her attention to Callum. “Don’t worry sweetie, there’s no pressure to do anything tonight.”
Callum returned her smile with one of her own, looking so pretty. “Thank you.”
Owen gave Eret a similar grateful smile, which she returned before they fell back into easy conversation.
***
For a bar night it was relatively tame as nights there went. Eret’s toy was on its knees, spending most of the night licking and kissing her boots. Though it was allowed to go and get them drinks again when they finished the first drinks. At one point James’ sub had his head between his legs and it soon became obvious that he was giving him head.
After a few hours Owen decided that it was best to call it a night, so after saying their goodbyes and getting hugs from Eret they both left.
“I’m so proud of you, you did so well.” Owen told her once they were back home, planting a hungry kiss on Callum’s orange lips. “You looked so beautiful, I wanted to ravish you all night.”
“Thank you sir.” Her cheeks were a little flushed and Owen reached up to stroke her cheek.
“Tell me what you want my beautiful girl.” He whispered, wanting to reward her for doing this. He knew he would again tomorrow, when they’d be able to go through the things Eret sent so she could buy what she wanted.
She took a breath and then spoke, her voice soft. “I want you to fuck me so hard I see stars. I want you to bind me and piss on me.” Owen chuckled softly, stroking down to her chin, holding onto it.
“Of course you do my little slut. You want your clothes to stay on?”
“Yes sir.” She gave him a needy, desperate look and it went straight to Owen’s dick.
“You want your clit to stay in its cage?”
“Yes sir.” She tried to nod, but Owen’s hand on her chin prevented that.
“Good girl.” Owen took her by one of her skinny arms, pulling her through their home to the bedroom. When he went through the door he flicked the light on, then tugged Callum to the corner of the room.
There, spread across the floor, was an orange rubber sheet which he pulled her over to. “Get on your knees beautiful, hands behind your head.”
Immediately Callum sank down to her knees the rubber sheet, placing her hands behind her head. It was a pose that he’d found she liked to be in and Owen liked it too, especially as the pose meant the ink on her arms was on display.
While she got into position Owen undid his trousers, pushing them and his panties down to the floor. Once they were off he removed his shoes and grabbed a belt from atop the chest of drawers. The orange strap had a series of extra holes added along its length, which Owen had added so that it could be used for bondage what he was going to do now. He moved behind Callum and wrapped the belt around her wrists, securing them in place behind her head.
“Now, open your pretty mouth nice and wide.” Owen spoke as he moved to stand before her, looking down at her. She looked so beautiful, in her pretty outfit down on her knees like that and he had to take a breath, as he took his dick in hand. He was thankful for the drinks that he’d had at the bar, as it only took him a few moments for him to start pissing.
He looked down at her, smirking at the sight as the golden spray hit her face. Of course he aimed for him open mouth, shaped in the perfect O, but only after he’d let some of it hit her in the face and soak her hair. As soon as piss hit her skin she let out a moan and when it landed in her mouth she let it fill it up before swallowing it down. As she swallowed he let some of the flow hit her face, enjoying how it looked dripping down her chin and onto her clothes.
Owen hadn’t really thought much on piss as a kink before dating Callum, but it was one of her kinks so she’d decided to indulge her. Once he did it though he found that he loved it, especially seeing Callum dripping in piss. It didn’t matter if it was his or her own it was always a hot thought. Hence the rubber sheet which had become a permanent edition to their room just for this.
Eventually Owen felt that his flow was starting to subside and he rocked his hips, letting the head of his cock slip between her lips so she could drink it down. “Such a good girl, you’re so pretty.” He whispered, reaching to pet her hair, not caring that it meant his hand got wet from it. “Now get into position.”
“Yes sir.” She replied, sounding so needy as she started to shuffle on his knees. She was so used to doing it that it only took her a few moments to turn so she was facing the wall, her body leaning down so that hears was pushed back towards him.
“Such a good little slut for me.” Owen grinned at the sight, licking his lips as he reached forward, lifting her skirt up to show off her ass. The panties looked so good on her, the patterned lace looking so pretty and he slipped his fingers under the waistband, tugging it down to reveal the plug that was inside her. He took ahold of the flared base, easing it out of her and setting it down on the nearby table. “Oh your pussy looks so pretty and open for me tonight.” He whispered, his gaze on the pucker of her opening, his mouth watering slightly.
He couldn’t help but sink down to his knees behind her, his hands reaching for her ass to keep her cheeks apart. He leaned in between them, inhaling her scent before extending his tongue. Owen lapped along her cleft, from her tailbone to just behind her balls, then back up to her hole. He licked around the rim a few times before taking a breath and slipping his tongue inside.
He didn’t do this as often as he should, which was a shame because this was really something that he liked doing to her. The soft moans she made were like musicals he moved his tongue, slipping it deeper and twisting it around, lapping at her insides. He pulled back slightly to take a gasp of air then went back in, slipping his tongue in and out of her.
One day he’d have to strap her down and do this to her longer but the lateness of the hour and the aching of his cock meant he had to stop. He gave each of her cheeks a kiss, then got back to his feet. “Your pussy tastes delicious as always beautiful.” He heard Callum let out a soft moan in response and Owen grinned, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before grabbing the lube.
He squirted some around her hole, then onto his fingers, using them to stroke his erection until it was glistening. “Ready for me?” He knew that she was, especially from the way she was rocking her ass back, clearly desperate to be filled, but he liked to hear it.
“Yes sir, please fuck me!”
The plea made Owen grin and he set the lube back beside the plug, before lining up and thrusting into her. Her moans were always beautiful to him, but there was something about the specific groan she made when she got filled with a cock that drove Owen crazy. He sank into her easily, thanks to the plug inside her all night, and he started to move right away. He gripped onto her, starting to move right away.
Sometimes he liked to fuck her slow and steady, drawing it out for as long as possible. Other times her fucked her, like a demon, ramming in and out of her in a blur of motion that left her body trembling. Tonight Owen was more like the latter, fucking her hard and rough. Each thrust made Callum’s body tremble, groans and moans spilling from her lips.
“You sound so beautiful.” Owen said, a groan of his own leaving his lips as he fucked into her. “And you look so sexy, I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” He rammed into her as he said it, gripping tight. “And I just know everyone that saw you tonight wanted to too.” Callum let out a need mewl, pushing his ass back against him. “I’m so proud of you for tonight, that you felt confident enough to do that.”
Callum mewled again, squirming under him and he was sure she’d be blushing. “Thank you sir, I’m so glad.” She lets out pretty soft gasps under him, driving Owen crazier. “It felt good, to be like this outside. Everyone seeing.”
“I’m glad you thought so.” Owen grinned, slamming into him again while he shifted his hands to stroke his ass. “You think next time you’ll be ready to show off your pretty little clit and pussy for them.” Hee wanted to tonight, to lift up her skirt to show her off, but he wasn’t sure if it would be too much for her.
“Yes sir.” She nodded, the motion making her bound arms move as well. “I want you to sir, maybe next time we could also…”
She trailed off into a moan and Owen squeezed her ass. “Also what, my pretty slut? Use your words.” He slowed down his movements, even though he wanted to keep pounding her into oblivion.
She mewled again and Callum took a breath, clearly steadying herself before speaking. “I want you to do that, then bend me over and fuck me in front of them, so everyone knows I’m a slut for your cock. I want…” She took another breath as Owen slammed into her at the thought. “I want to be on my knees between your legs, sucking you off, drinking your piss while they watch.”
“Oh you really are such a perfect slut for me aren’t you?” Owen resumed thrusting, unable to stop himself at the thought of Callum in a slutty outfit getting used in front of everyone. “Do you want them to take a turn inside you slut?”
“If you want to sir.” She uttered, voice trembling.
“That’s not what I asked.” Owen slapped her ass, making her groan loudly. “Try again.”
“I want them to watch, to get their dicks out and touch themselves as you use me…” Another moan asked her pretty lips, interrupting her train of thought. “I want them to cum over me, their cum drying over my face and staying there all night, but my holes are yours.”
The image of that was so hot, it was driving Owen closer to the edge. “Oh yes, you’re all mine beautiful, we’ll do all of that next time. Fuck, I’m going to fill you up so much.” Owen groaned as he fucked into her and then he cried out, spilling deep inside of her. It was so intense, like it always was and it left her feeling so breathless.
Beneath him Callum was panting too and he reached around her, his fingers touching the plastic of the cage. It felt slick and that always made him smirk when it happened. The cage had become a regular feature and he always loved when she dribbled out a ruined orgasm from getting fucked. Owen’s other hand shifted up her body and he gripped her hair, pulling her up and kissing the back of her neck. “You’re such a good girl.” His other hand came up, rubbing her slickness against her lips, letting her taste it.
She let out a soft moan and Owen eased out of her. “Now come on, let’s get you out of these clothes and then we can head to bed.”
“Yes sir.” Her voice was shaky as she spoke and Owen loved that. He loved that he did that, that he had made her this way. “Thank you.”
Their eyes met and Owen smiled fondly at her, leaning in to kiss her, trailing his hands over her clothes which were now wet with sweat as well as piss. “Thank you pretty girl.” He whispered as their lips parted, a hand stroking her face. “I love you.”
“I love you too sir.” She smiled, looking so beautiful and Owen was sure he could stare at that face forever. Instead he reached up, undoing the binding in her hands and helping her to her feet.
It didn’t take long for them both to undress and end up in bed together, their bodies becoming intertwined under the covers. Callum drifted off first, her head resting against his shoulder and Owen kissed him on the forehead, before his own eyes slipped closed, a contented smile on face.
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Date: 2023-10-29 07:55 pm (UTC)Callum and watersports no matter what position he is in, oh yes ✔✔✔ This is totally just going to be a thing now isn't it?!?
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Date: 2023-10-31 01:39 am (UTC)Exactly! It really is becoming his thing! I say this after writing it happen again already! (And I’ll do it again!)
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Date: 2023-10-31 06:34 pm (UTC)