Chapter 3: Surrendering Deeper

By the third day, I had stopped pretending I had any control left.

  I knelt in the middle of the living room, completely naked except for the thick leather collar around my throat and the heavy steel cage locked around my cock. My wrists were bound behind my back with soft black rope. A thick vibrating plug buzzed relentlessly inside my hole, keeping me stretched and full of Aiden’s earlier loads.

  I was shaking. Tears ran down my cheeks, not from pain, but from the overwhelming and humiliating pleasure that refused to let me think straight.

  Three days. The thought kept circling in my head like a broken record. Three days ago I was a freelance photographer with deadlines and a shitty apartment. Now I’m collared, caged, and dripping like a desperate slut.

  Aiden circled me slowly, fully dressed in a crisp black shirt and pants, looking every inch the powerful billionaire while I remained exposed and trembling on the floor. He held the small remote in his hand and casually increased the vibration.

  I moaned loudly, my hips jerking forward as the plug pressed harder against my prostate. More precum leaked from the slit of my caged cock onto the expensive marble floor.

  “Look at you,” Aiden murmured, voice low and satisfied. He stopped in front of me and cupped my jaw, forcing me to meet his dark eyes. “Already crying just from a toy in your hole. You’re breaking so beautifully for me, Kai.”

  “Please…” I whispered, voice rough and pathetic. “Please fuck me, Daddy. I need your cock. I can’t take this anymore.”

  Aiden’s smile was dark and pleased. “Beg better.”

  The shame burned through me like fire, but the need was stronger. I broke completely.

  “Please breed me, Daddy,” I sobbed. “Please use my sloppy hole. I feel empty without you inside me. I’ve only been without your cum for thirty minutes and I’m losing my mind. I’ll do anything , please fill me up again.” I begged. 

  Aiden finally took mercy. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his massive, leaking cock, and fed it straight into my eager mouth. I sucked desperately, gagging and drooling as he fucked my throat with deep, controlled thrusts.

  This is what I’ve become, I thought as saliva ran down my chin. A collared hole for a man I met three days ago. And the worst part is… I don’t want it to stop.

  After thoroughly using my throat, Aiden pulled me up, bent me over the back of the couch, and yanked the vibrating plug out. A thick rush of his cum poured from my gaping hole onto the floor.

  Without any warning, he slammed back inside me in one brutal thrust.

  “Fuck—!” I screamed, eyes rolling back.

  Aiden didn’t hold back. He fucked me with savage, punishing strokes, his hips slamming against my ass so hard the sound echoed through the entire penthouse.

  “This is what you are now,” he growled, gripping the back of my collar like reins. “My personal breeding boy. Your only purpose is to wake up, eat, sleep, and take my cum. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Daddy... yes!” I sobbed, drooling onto the couch.

  He reached around and tugged on the cage, making me whine at the painful restriction. “This stays on until I decide you’ve earned real orgasms again. Your pleasure doesn’t matter. Only your hole does.”

  He pounded me mercilessly, changing angles until every thrust hammered directly into my prostate. My caged cock strained and leaked nonstop.

  He’s right, I thought deliriously. I don’t even care about coming anymore. I just need to be full. I need to feel him leaking out of me for hours. I’m losing myself… and it feels so fucking good.

  Aiden suddenly pulled out, turn me around, and lifted me. He impaled me on his cock while standing, his strong arms holding my weight as he bounced me up and down like a toy.

  “Look at yourself,” he ordered, turning so we faced the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

  The sight in the mirror was completely filthy. My smaller, lean body was being completely manhandled by the much larger, fully dressed man behind me. My hole was stretched sinfully wide around his thick cock. My caged dick bounced uselessly between my legs, dripping steadily. My face was flushed, tear-streaked, and completely lost in broken pleasure.

  “I look like a whore,” I whispered brokenly.

  “You look perfect,” Aiden corrected, biting my neck hard enough to leave a fresh mark. “You look like mine.”

  He carried me to the bedroom without pulling out and dropped me onto the bed. Then he folded me in half and fucked me in a deep mating press, his knot starting to swell at the base.

  “Gonna pump you so full again,” he growled. “Gonna keep you stuffed with my cum until it’s all you can think about.”

  “Please.. knot me, Daddy,” I begged, voice cracking. “Breed me deep. I need it.”

  Aiden roared and slammed down. The thick knot stretched me impossibly wide, locking us together as he unloaded. Pulse after heavy pulse of thick cum flooded me. I shook violently, coming dry inside the cage from the intensity alone.

  We stayed tied together for nearly an hour. Aiden eventually rolled us onto our sides, spooning me from behind, still knotted deep inside. His hand rested possessively on my swollen belly.

  “You’re taking to this life faster than I expected,” he murmured against my ear. “Most boys fight it for weeks. You’re surrendering so sweetly.”

  I trembled in his arms. The emotional storm inside me raged harder than ever.

  Three days ago I had dreams. A career I worked hard for.

  Now the only thing I crave is this man’s cock and his approval.

  “I’m scared,” I whispered suddenly, my voice barely audible.

  Aiden’s arms tightened around me. “Scared Of what?”

  “Of how much I want this. Of how fast I’m disappearing.”

  He was quiet for a long moment. Then he kissed the back of my neck, right above the collar.

  “Good. Stay scared. It makes your submission taste sweeter.” His voice softened just slightly. “But you’re safe here, Kai. I take care of what belongs to me.”

  I closed my eyes and clenched weakly around his knot.

  That was what terrified me the most.

  I was starting to believe him.