A Changed Man - Chapter 13

“Th-thank you Hank,” Tom said, still desperate to be touched, but also grateful that it was over. It was such a conflict in his brain. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the chair just trying to adjust to his new reality of being always highly aroused and unable to do anything about it. Occasionally, his cock would throb and he would moan or whimper, feeling how helpless he was.

Hank looked at Maria who was beaming at him. His back had been turned to her the whole time, so he hadn’t seen her reactions during, but her face was flushed now and she looked very pleased. This was a fantastic thing to be sharing with her, even if she wasn’t directly involved in it. She was doing plenty to help things go the way he wanted them to. Poor Tom was a mess and it was absolutely wonderful.

Maria was pretty sure she had kept her orgasms hidden from both of them, not that she would care all that much if they knew, but she felt like it might be too early in the game to have it revealed. Though she supposed there was also a chance that it would push Tom more quickly. Still, it wasn’t something she had planned on doing in the first place and had just kind of gotten caught up in it herself.

She looked at Tom openly as his eyes were closed with his head resting against the back of the chair, and couldn’t help but think that he already belonged to Hank, he just didn’t know it yet. It seemed almost inevitable. Fuck, he had just thanked Hank for making him even more desperate and submissive. He was a natural and he would need to be made to see it and admit it himself.

Hank came back in with another cup of coffee and sat on the couch next to Maria. “Shall we have a movie marathon?” he suggested and grabbed the remote to turn the TV on. He put on a random movie and cognizant that Tom was still there and would be able to hear anything said, he grabbed his phone and texted Maria, who was already looking at hers.

Thank you so much for those suggestions. Got so much further today than I would have thought possible! I can’t believe in pretty much one swoop I control his cage, when and how to restrain him, and can edge him as often as I want. You were brilliant! Thank you!

Maria saw the text come in and her eyes lit up. Pretty exciting to talk about Tom while he was still in the room and naked and tied across from them. She looked over, his head was still on the back of the chair, and he was breathing heavy. His cock was still as hard as ever.

She typed back, You are so welcome. I talked to him a bit when you went off to your room and he was already much further in submission to you than I think either of us anticipated. I was pretty sure he could take a push, and I am so glad it worked out. That was one of the hottest things I have ever seen! He is so fucking desperate. He is already yours, we just need to get him to admit it to himself. What do you want to go for next?

Hank watched her typing furiously out of the corner of his eye. He could practically feel her excitement. He read her reply with a smile.

The way I figure it, now that he has accepted me stroking him and enjoys it, he won’t be able to help himself but ask for more of it, despite it only really making him more desperate. I think he will ask again before bed, and I want to use it to get something else. I will leave it as a surprise, but it may need a little push from you.

Maria smiled and typed back, I can’t fucking wait. This is so much fun!

Tom was oblivious to all of the texting and assumed they were both just watching whatever movie Hank had put on. He had never felt like this before and was trying to adjust to it, but he had no frame of reference to help him adjust. He didn’t know it was possible to feel this desperate and the more he thought about Hank stroking and touching him while he was bound, the more he liked it. He didn’t have any choices to make and there was a certain freedom in the lack of choice.

Some time had passed and his erection had not subsided at all. A big part of him just wanted to beg to be touched some more, but he refrained, trying to calm down. But tied as he was and remembering everything, all he could feel was his constant arousal.

He finally opened his eyes and Hank and Maria were sitting next to each other on the couch. Looking at them didn’t do anything to help calm his arousal, especially with Maria dressed how she was. They were on their phones, but that wasn’t unusual. For the first time though, even with Maria dressed as she was, Tom looked at Hank a bit more. Hank had so much control over him after all that he had agreed to this morning, and he had been so nice about using that control. He looked at Hank’s hands around his phone and remembered how wonderful his touch had been. His cock throbbed again and he let out a soft moan.

At that, Hank looked up and asked, “How are you doing buddy? You ready for the ice and the cage?”

Tom looked at him almost pleadingly, wanting to beg for more touch, but answered, “I am…I am okay. I have never felt like this before, but I think…I think I am getting more used to it…um…the ice and the cage are up to you…” he said, admitting that Hank had the control over the cage and even when to untie him.

“That is great to hear Tom, I think you will come to crave feeling like this. It can be quite the high. I will get the ice and put the cage back on, I am sure you wouldn’t mind having some more coffee,” Hank said and proceeded to get the ice pack again.

It took some time for the ice to work, and no amount of distraction helped this time. Hank was able to get the rigid hardness to subside enough that he could stuff Tom’s cock back inside the cage, though it wasn’t easy, especially with Tom moaning and leaking the whole time.

It was finally on and locked and about as tight as could be before Hank finally untied Tom. Tom thanked him for everything, from the touching, to the bondage, to even caging him again before he got up to get more coffee. Hank watched him go, his eyes locked onto Tom’s pale nude ass and couldn’t wait for the day he would claim that virgin hole. Tom was doing so well and the gratitude he was expressing for everything was a great sign.

Tom poured another cup of coffee and that was when he noticed the locks on the cuffs. That was what Hank had gone to get after he was tied. The cuffs were now locked on him until Hank took them off. Tom felt a spike of fear at the realization, but his cock also throbbed from it. He let out a little whimper. Hank really could just restrain him easily whenever he wanted to, and the thought both scared and excited him.

He was embarrassed by how he was acting and now being nude in front of both of them all the time, but he returned to the living room to watch movies with them. As he was returning, Hank said, “Why don’t you sit with us on the couch?” with a friendly smile as he shifted to make room between himself and Maria. Tom looked at Maria and she gave him a friendly smile too. It was a little odd, but Tom so no reason not to, and he found that he kind of looked forward to the physical closeness of them, and not just for sexual reasons. He sometimes felt a bit starved for intimacy and craved the touch of others. It had also been arousing at the time, but it was nice when he felt Hank’s caresses on his thighs. Or the friendly hand on the shoulder. Self-conscious, he sat between them and that all settled in to relax, shoulder to shoulder and close. Tom knew his arousal was never going to subside, but he was starting to enjoy it.

They got Chinese delivered for a late lunch, and Tom had been so nervous that the delivery person would see him sitting there naked and caged as Maria answered the door. But luckily the door itself and Maria kind of blocked the view.

All through the afternoon, Tom could feel his cock leaking and straining to be free again. He kept fighting the impulse to ask for another release, hoping that Hank would just decide to do it again before bed. Tomorrow it was back to work, and he would be locked up all day. And so, at around 7pm, Tom got up the courage to ask.

“Um…Hank? With work resuming tomorrow and facing being locked up all day, I…I was wondering if I could spend a little more time out of the cage before bed?” Tom asked hopefully.

There it was, Hank thought. He had been waiting for this and it was time for the next push. He appeared to only consider it a moment before shaking his head, “I don’t think so Tom, you have already spent a good portion of today out of the cage. Maybe tomorrow night.” Using and exercising his authority, and keeping Tom accustomed to it.

Tom felt a little panic at the denial, but no anger. He knew Hank could say no, but was so hoping for a yes. His tone went pleading, “Please Hank. I just…it has been straining all day and I don’t think I will get any sleep. Just for a little bit? Please? Is there….is there something else I could agree to maybe?” he asked, doubtful that there was but grasping at straws.

Hank smiled, but not as deeply as he wanted to. It was just the opening he could use. He then purposely pretended to be considering. “There is one thing Tom, but I don’t think you would agree, and I hesitate to even ask it. But it is something I haven’t done for a long time, and if you would let me…well, I’d be happy to reward that…”

Tom’s cock surged at the possibility, whatever it was, though Hank had said he might not agree. He was so desperate though and really wanted to do what he could to be out for a little bit before bed. “Please tell me Hank? I…I really feel like I need this. Please?”

God, that pleading was so delicious, thought both Hank and Maria. Hank took a minute, appearing to struggle with a little embarrassment of his own, before he finally said, “I…I would like to spank you…”