The Games He Plays – Day 4

For: Ainoko

By: Reian

I was having the most wonderful dream. Nystra was on top of me one of his legs between mine. His knee gently rubbed against my balls, his orange colored fur mixing with my black and red splotches. It was a magically touching moment, our mouths caressing each other, his digits slowly stroking my eyes.

Then I woke up. My eyes were gummy and did not want to focus, which told me that I had been asleep for a while. The sensation of something rubbing my balls, though, that continued. As I brought the world into focus I saw Nystra standing against the wall, which ruled him out as the one touching me. 

I tried to look down, but I quickly gave up. I was strapped tightly against an iron cross, a soft strap against my neck, the same material binding my wrists and ankles. I simple cast my eyes downward after becoming comfortable with my position. There purple rabbit ears tapping against my stomach. Why was Laereon pleasuring me with Nystra simply standing by to watch?

Then, the cabbit’s tongue reached out and stroked the area right between my balls. I shivered in delight, hoping that Nystra would not punish me too much for my enjoyment of someone other than him. Nystra not noticing was a far fetch, though, since my cock was beginning to emerge from it sheath. 

The bunny just smiled at me though. Not a bad smile, either, just one of the self-assured smirks that most masters get. He pushed himself up from the wall and walked over to me, getting so close that I had to cross my eyes to see him. Then he quickly disappeared from my field of vision, ducking down. 

The answer as to where he went was quickly revealed. The tip of my cock that was just peering out was taken between the bunny’s lips. Nystra’s tongue teased at it, flicking up at it and swirling around its currently small width. 

That quickly changed though. Slowly, my cock filled his whole mouth. Between the purple cabbit’s nibbles and licks at my balls and perineum. Fireworks appeared in the room as Nystra finally started to actually suck my length. He was perfection. His soft lips moved against my flesh, his tongue flicking along the underside of my cock. 

The two continued their pleasuring. I could feel my body build up its orgasm, like the pressure builds up in a can as you shake it. My eyes drifted closed as I waited for the ever so familiar feeling of ecstasy wash over my body. Even though there was that amount of familiarity, each time was different and exhilarating. 

My cock twitched violently against the roof of Nystra’s mouth, my balls clenched up away from Laereon’s mouth. I was ready to cum, ready to explode. The time was soon, ready to get back at my master for the mess he made of me yesterday.

Then I did not. Then everything got cold.

By cold, I meant ice on my ball sack cold. Ice water dripping down my cock, starting at the tip and trickling down to the sheath. I cried out, but it was futile. My moans were absorbed by the cloth held in my mouth. I switched to grinding my teeth, a small part of me hoping to cut through my gag. 

That grinding soon turned to chattering as my whole body began to shiver. Nystra had frozen a cock ring and it was now sitting over what was still visible of my cock. The tender piece of flesh acted like my body’s core, and as soon as it was cold, the rest of me was frigid. I looked down at the bunny, my eyes pleading. He was not paying attention though. It seemed as though he was too busy inspecting my shrinking package, which was quite the opposite of what he was normally interested in.

Laereon stood up, relieving some of the freezing sensation I was feeling. He kissed my cheek in a playful manner before turning around. He flushed his chest against the wall, white, rabbit like tail swaying gently. 

The sight of my friend exposing himself against the wall like that made my body temperature rise. The frozen cock ring quickly became room temperature and slipped tight around my member as it once again emerged. I was so entranced by the feminine boy’s motions that I was shocked when Nystra suddenly appeared behind him, taking his own member in his paws and stroking it for me to see. 

He turned away. I strained my neck as much as I could while it was bound to see what was going on. It turns out I did not need to see. I could hear just fine. Laereon exclaimed as Nystra took him. The bunny grunted as the cabbit let out sounds that were somewhere between a meow and a moan. 

This got me hard. That was all there was to it. I could smell their sex in the air, hear their pleasure around me, see their bodies move against one another, feel the need that they had dance across my skin. My mind tugged at me, yelling at me to be jealous, noting that my master was paying attention to another over me. While my mind could not reconcile the apparent betrayal, my being could. 

I began to sweat. My body temperature was high, but that was not the only reason. I struggled against my bonds, wanting to relieve the growing pressure against my member. My arms screamed at me every time I tried to get out of the confines. The muscles in my legs were terse from thrashing as I continued to watch my best friend and my master fuck against the wall. I wanted to join them, I wanted to feel them, I wanted to be used by them. 

Laereon came, his thick white cum covering the wall before him. My eyes watched as his body relaxed and Nystra really got into him, pushing his own cock up harder against the purple cabbit. I could feel the pressure, even if they were not touching me, and arched my back in response as my mind created the feeling against backside that Laereon was receiving. My body moved slightly against the iron bars with each thrust of Nystra’s that I saw. 

Head rolling back, ears fully listening to his moans, I could tell that he was near climax. My balls clenched and I swore the walls echoed the loud throbbing of my cock. A small amount of cum spouted from my tip and I welcomed the coming wave of pleasure that would rock my body and the imminent stream of thick seed that would cover, hopefully, the two on the wall.

My plan was turned against me though, and I didn’t even see it. All that I knew was Nystra’s familiar grunt of ultimate pleasure and then a sudden rush of hot male essences covering my chest. My head snapped back up right and I saw the bunny staring at me, his paw gripping his member and aiming it in my direction. Gush after gush of his seed spewed onto my chest, slowly hardening and making my fur clump once again. 

The sticky feeling distracted my body from the previous feeling of euphoria. I know felt dirty, gross, damaged. What game were these two playing at? 

“Awww, poor Ainoko,” the purple cabbit crooned. “Let me clean you up.”

I smiled at my best friend, well, at least as well as one could smile with a gag in their mouth. I could always rely on him.

Wrong. The washcloth he held in his hands was ice cold. In fact, I think it had only just been taken out of the freezer as there were little ice chips coming off and attaching to my fur. The cold just made the cum stick to my fur more. Laereon brought the washcloth up to my chin. The freezing temperature against my breasts made my nipples harden and poke out from under my black fur. 

The paws that held the washcloth wandered downward, trailing ice water on my abdomen. Laereon then quickly wrapped my sheath in the freezing wet cloth and stepped away. There was a twinkle in his eye that I was not sure how to read so instead I just closed my eyes. I did not want to look at my best friend torture me. 

A bolt of electricity ran through me a few moments later. My eyes closed tighter. I knew that this was. It happened again, and any doubt I had washed away. Nystra and pulled out his electric riding crop and was now slapping the tip against the wet cloth. If I did not know that it was impossible, I would have thought that my cock was trying to retreat farther into my body, wanting to get away from the burning shocks of the crop. 

“Ainoko,” Nystra finally spoke, “you are such a good boy. Not struggling against the straps or wincing as I hit you.”

In truth, I had given up any of those things. The past three days taught me that it was better not to do such actions. Plus, with Laereon here, I did not want him to think I could not please my master. What if Nystra discarded me for the purple cabbit? I nodded complacently, not having much else choice. 

My saddened expression reflected in my masters eyes, letting me view how pathetic I really was. I saw the cabbit move out of the corner of my eyes, but ignored it. Nothing that he could do could be worse than the thought of losing Nystra. I cast my eyes downward a bit, not wanting to hold his gaze for so long that it seemed like a challenge. 

“Now, my pet, you will just accept what Laereon gives you with not a word,” the bunny said, twirling the electric crop in his fingers. I nodded again, expecting to feel the familiar sensation of Laereon delving into me.

Rather, though, my ears were assaulted with a loud crack. My body became taught with fear, the muscles feeling so tense that they would rip through the skin. What had they planned that could make such an awful noise? Nystra laughed and commented on how my skin had paled and that the look of fear in my eyes was delicious. I simply shivered. 

Which was really smart of me actually. It was as if I anticipated their next move. Of course, it went from a shiver of fear to a shiver of actually being cold again. Apparently one of them had found a mold and created an ice dildo. Laereon wasted no time shoving the creation into me. He did not even have the courtesy to place some lube at the entrance of my tail hole.

The ice melted fast enough, even if it did not become too much warmer to the touch. And the excess water seemed to work well enough as lube. It was painful though, in and out, the cold never leaving any inch of me alone for more than a moment. My toes curled up as my body attempted to tense to keep whatever heat it had left. 

That earned me a slap from Nystra’s electric crop against my feet. The current felt like it rushed through each of my toes, meeting and becoming strong in my leg, and going straight up. It spread like little spiders under my skin, magnifying as it hit any of the damp parts. Including my sheath and my ass. I could not do anything, I was helpless. Of the past three days I had never truly considered myself helpless. Of Nystra and my entire relationship, I had never felt helpless.

Now, I really was. I did not know exactly what that meant. Had something changed that I was not aware of? As the ice dildo moved in and out, melting inside of my ass I wondered about what all this really meant. The thinking of something else seemed to take my mind off of my possibly frost bitten ass.

Was he tired of me? Was the bunny tired of this game? Was he through with me? Did he no longer need to hear or feel me struggle against him? Had he found most satisfaction with the cabbit, who I believed to be my best friend?

I was ripped out of my thoughts by a sudden pain against one of my ass cheeks. The ice felt like it had melted from a rounded edge to a more pointed edge and was now cutting my skin. Rather than being drawn out, it was twisted slightly. I blinked my eyes, at first wanting to cringe, but not.

In that time, Nystra had disappeared from my front, the ice shard removed from my ass, and the ground grew closer. My body was freed from the confines but the impact to the ground caused another amount of pain. The wind was knocked from my lungs and the room spun. Even if it was a carpeted floor, I was high enough up at the end and weak enough at this point for it to throw me for a loop.

My limp arms were pulled back and metal clicked. A cold metal bar touched my back. My body straightened up, giving the two other males perfect access to my legs. A spreader bar was quickly placed, one that was wider than from the first night. Nystra’s cream paws grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up into place. 

“It all comes full cycle, my pet” he said against my ear. 

Laereon was at my front, his paw once again working my shaft. They were warm despite having held an ice dildo. Nystra’s paw went to my ass, rubbing my cheeks gently, warmth spreading across them. I moaned, which was lost on them thanks to the gag still in my mouth, but it made me feel better. How could I have thought those things about my master?

He slipped a digit into my hole just as my member slid into Laereon’s paws. The two of them soon had a rhythm, Nystra’s digits sliding in and out of my dampened, but warming, ass while Laereon would stroked and squeeze in all the right places. My eyes, I’m sure, were glowing at the attention, but the purple cabbit would not look at me long enough to let get a good enough look at myself in his eyes.

I grew harder and their motions grew slower. It was not typical, but it felt so good. Each inch of my cock was touched, dare I say, worshipped by the cabbit? Nystra was conducting a fantastic mixture of fingering me and massaging my sore muscles around my ass. 

I was once again prepared to orgasm, to release myself to the absolute pleasure that was sex. My balls clenched, the loads that had been denied early in the day building upon one another. I was prepared to give the cabbit one of the cum baths that I so hated. 

Then there was light brush against my foot. Not something to ruin what was inevitable, but something enough to make my ears perk. It was a somewhat familiar sensation. The alarms went off in my mind once Laereon slid back away from me.

Another bolt of electricity traveled up my body starting at my foot-paw. At first I tensed as the current ran through my muscles, Then I relaxed and fell forward, my cock releasing its load all on to the carpet and my chest. I hurt so much, but all the pain was dulled considerably by the realization that they had not been able to deny my orgasm again. 

Even if it had come a little later. As I came down from my high, the exhaustion took over. I may not have been moving much, but it felt like every muscle in my body had been ripped, and my mind had way too many things reeling through it to really be able to sort through it all. The sleep slowly took over and my breath slowed and evened out. 

However, before the room went black, a shrill voice filled my ear. “No sleeping on my watch.”

My eyes snapped open and I’m sure the pupils were dilated completely. Honey brown fur was in the corner of my sight. It moved, but so did the whole room, so I wasn’t sure what was going to happen to me. I fought to keep my eyes open, but all I wanted to do was sleep.

I could feel Nystra’s breath on my back. He must have been bent down over me. I felt a sense of desire grow within me. Even if this was some sort of punishment for something that I had done, it did not matter. I could not remember what it was; really my mind was just flooded with the past four days. 

I felt his cock trace around the entrance to my hole. Was I finally going to get the attention I craved? I felt his tip begin to press against my entrance and smiled. As he entered me I could feel his cock grow hard against my tight walls, a feeling which in turn cause my own cock to harden again. 

The bunny grabbed the scruff of my neck and pulled me up. I was much taller than him naturally, so I was at a bit of an angle, but I did not mind really. The purple cabbit slid beneath my elevated torso, his own ass right against my member. Laereon reached back with his paw and maneuvered my sensitive cock so the tip was right at his entrance. He backed farther against me and Nystra lowered my down.

My cock was squeezed firmly by his ass cheeks. As I slid the rest of the way into my friend, I could feel Nystra forcing his way into me. This should have been painful, this should have hurt me a lot, but then again, after all of the torture I had just been put through, I doubt very much would register on my pain scale. 

After a few seconds more, the three of us there were laying there, chests rising and falling in time. Without warning, both males pulled away from me. My body shivered with pleasure as it washed away the pain. While their motion away from me was slow and deliberate, the opposite was true for the thrusting. It was hard, fast, and enough to have a both my knot and Nystra’s make a small pop sound as it went into the respective hole.

All three of us moaned loudly. My master and my friend were thoroughly enjoying themselves, had been all day, at my expense. Finally I was getting my own, though. Nystra was not a particular fan of three ways, but over the last few days he seemed to work in multiple people around me for most of his tortures. 

However, this was the best. I did not know the other men in our previous escapades, so the actions meant little to me. With Laereon, though, it was better, his moans were joyous, his scent familiar. His body tensed at just the right moments, ass muscles gripping at my cock, becoming particular tight around my knot. 

We moved like this, the two of them leaving and coming back to me, for what seemed like hours. We filled the apartment with moans, screams, and the smell of sex. My height allowed Nystra to rest against my back, his check landing right in the middle. Laereon’s ears tickled under my chin and stroked my chest as he moved. It was overall, quite the perfect situation. 

The we all came at once. The amount of cum was overwhelming, I suppose would be a good way to put it. Laereon’s covered the carpet beneath him, the bunny’s filled me and then dripped down my balls and thighs, adding to the growing pool beneath us. I not only filled the cabbit, but then as Nystra leaned back and I came out, covered most of his ass and lower back. We all collapsed chests heaving and no longer in sync.

“I will have to do this more often,” Nystra said, putting an arm over me and pulling himself closer. I nodded, not wanting to add any more sound to the room that held a level of peace that I had not experienced in the past four days. 

I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling, the bunny’s head resting in the crook of my arm, the cabbit’s chin on my chest. I was surprised that Nystra did not force him off, but then again, he was too exhausted. Both of them fell asleep, leaving me to stare at the ceiling and slowly drift off as well.