Chapter 6: Seven Days Owned

Seven days.

  I had officially been locked inside Aiden Kane’s penthouse for one full week.

  I knelt in the center of the living room, completely naked except for the thick leather collar around my throat and the heavy steel cock cage that had become a permanent part of me. My wrists were bound tightly behind my back. A thick, vibrating plug buzzed mercilessly inside my hole, keeping me stretched and full of the loads Aiden had pumped into me throughout the morning.

  Tears streamed down my face.

  Not from pain. From the sheer, overwhelming intensity of it all.

  One week. The thought kept repeating in my head like a curse. Seven days ago I was a free man taking photos at a gala. Now I’m collared, caged, plugged, and crying on my knees because I need to be fucked so badly I can’t think straight.

  Aiden circled me slowly, fully dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, looking every bit the ruthless billionaire CEO while I remained a trembling, leaking mess on the floor. He held the remote in his hand and increased the vibration even higher.

  I moaned loudly, hips jerking as the plug pressed hard against my prostate. A steady stream of precum leaked from the tiny slit of my caged cock, forming a pathetic puddle beneath me.

  “Beautiful,” Aiden murmured, stopping in front of me. He cupped my tear-streaked face with one large hand. “Look how broken you are after just seven days. Most boys take weeks to cry like this. You’re so fucking perfect, Kai.”

  “Please, Daddy…” I sobbed, voice hoarse and desperate. “Please take the plug out and fuck me. I can’t take it anymore. I feel empty. Wrong. I need your cock. I need your cum.”

  Aiden’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. “Beg properly.”

  The shame burned through every inch of me, but the need won. It always won now.

  “Please breed me, Daddy,” I cried. “Please use your breeding boy’s sloppy hole. I’ve been empty for too long. I need you to fill me up again. I’ll be good — I’ll be so good for you. Just please knot me and pump me full.”

  Aiden finally unzipped his pants and fed me his thick, leaking cock. I sucked him desperately, gagging and drooling as he fucked my throat with deep, controlling thrusts.

  This is who I am now, I thought as saliva ran down my chin and tears blurred my vision. A collared, caged whore who begs to be bred. Seven days and my old life feels like it happened to someone else.

  After using my throat thoroughly, Aiden pulled me up, bent me over the back of the couch, and yanked the buzzing plug out. A thick rush of cum poured from my gaping hole onto the floor. He slammed inside me in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

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

  Aiden fucked me with savage intensity, hips slamming against my ass. The wet, filthy sounds of his cock driving through the mess inside me echoed through the penthouse.

  “This is what you are,” he growled, gripping my collar like reins. “My personal breeding boy. Your only purpose is to stay ready for my cock and take every load I give you. Say it.”

  “I’m your breeding boy,” I sobbed. “My only purpose is to take your cum, Daddy.”

  He spanked me hard while he fucked me, each slap making me clench tighter around him. My caged cock strained painfully, leaking nonstop.

  Seven days ago I had dignity. Ambition. Now I’m moaning like a slut while he uses me. The thought made fresh tears fall, but my hole only clenched harder.

  Aiden suddenly pulled out, spun me around, and lifted me. He impaled me on his cock while standing, bouncing me up and down like a fleshlight. The position made him feel even deeper.

  “Look at yourself in the mirror,” he ordered.

  I stared at our reflection. My smaller body being completely dominated by his powerful, fully dressed frame. My hole stretched obscenely around his thick cock. My caged dick bouncing uselessly. My face flushed and ruined with tears and pleasure.

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

  “You look like mine,” Aiden corrected, biting my neck hard. “And you’ve never looked better.”

  He carried me to the bedroom and fucked me in a deep mating press, his knot beginning to swell.

  “Gonna fill you again,” he growled. “Gonna keep you so stuffed with my cum you’ll feel me for days.”

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

  Aiden roared and slammed home. His thick knot stretched me impossibly wide, locking us together as he unloaded. Pulse after heavy pulse of thick, hot cum flooded me. I shook violently, coming dry inside the cage from the overwhelming pressure.

  We stayed knotted for nearly an hour. Aiden held me close, stroking my hair almost tenderly while his knot continued to pulse inside me.

  “You’ve surrendered faster than I expected,” he murmured against my ear. “I knew you’d be good, but this… you’re blooming so perfectly for me.”

  I trembled in his arms, the emotional storm raging stronger than ever.

  One week. Just one week and I’m completely addicted.

  I should be terrified. I should be planning my escape.

  Instead, all I want is to stay right here, full of him, owned by him.

  “I’m scared,” I whispered again, the same confession from days ago.

  Aiden tightened his arms around me. “Scared Of what, baby?”

  “Of how much I need this. Of how fast I’m disappearing. I don’t even miss my old life anymore… and that terrifies me.”

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

  “Good. I want you scared. I want you to understand exactly what’s happening to you.” His voice softened just a fraction. “But you don’t need that old life anymore, Kai. You have this one. You have me.”

  Later that night, after he had bred me two more times, Aiden introduced yet another rule.

  He made me kneel in front of him while he sat on the couch, still leaking his cum down my thighs.

  “Rule number four,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. “Every morning, you will wake me up with your mouth. Every night, you will fall asleep with my cock inside you or a plug keeping my cum in. This is your new routine. This is your life now.”

  I nodded weakly, floating in that hazy, submissive space I was starting to crave more than anything.

  Aiden pulled me into his lap and kept me impaled on his cock as he relaxed.

  “Seven days, Kai,” he whispered. “And you’re already mine.”

  As I rested against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, I realized the terrifying truth:

  I didn’t want my old life back.

  I only wanted to keep being his toy.