The early morning sun peeked through the gap in the curtains, shining down on the bed as Brad woke from his deep slumber. It was the first night he had been in a proper bed in forever and the soft mattress and smooth sheets where a welcome change from the utilitarian bunk he had spent the last few weeks on.
The bed was gently shaking. There was a subtle vibration and a soft moan coming from next to him, and to his surprise, when he rolled over he discovered it was Brooke pleasing herself. She had a large purple vibrator she was slowly plunging into herself, stopping as she withdrew it, to brushing it over her aroused clit.
"Ohhhhhh," she softly sighed, as she made eye contact with her waking mate.
Brad instantly felt the pressure pushing against his cage as he lay there watching his beautiful Brooke work herself to a simmering boil. Brad pushed the thin white sheet aside and felt for the warm steel bars of his cage. He couldn't help but jiggle himself trying to respond to the swelling muscle inside, and its screaming desire for release.
Brad was filled with lust watching Brooke as she squeezed her breast with her free hand and continued her lustful assault on her insatiable pussy.
"You like that don't you Ten?" Brooke taunted him, as he tried feebly to get to his own member.
"I bet you would like to fuck me right now wouldn't you?"
"Oh yes please." Brad hopefully replied, jerking at his confined cock.
Brooke increased her pace, as she thrust her purple wonder deeper and deeper. The magnificent musk of arousal filled the room as the sounds of her sloshing pussy enveloped Brad's thoughts.
"Taste me baby." Brooke cooed
Brad dove down to press his tongue against her wetness like a man coming across an oasis in the middle of a desert. He eagerly lapped away at the dripping nectar as Brooke pushed her humming helper firmly against her swelling clit.
"That's it baby, show me how much you like my flavor." Brooke sexily encouraged.
Brad took long intentional licks from the soft skin between her holes to the tip of her humming clit, as the vibrations ran through Brooke's hungry opening tickling the sensitive nerves in his tongue. After a few more long strokes Brad switched his attack up and began darting in and out of her inflamed opening as he attempted to fuck her with is mouth.
"Oh god yes baby, that's what I like." Brooke moaned.
Brad was reassured in his attempt to bring her pleasure and doubled his effort as he continued fucking Brooke with his stiffened tongue. The bouquet of Brooke's juices filled Brad's nostrils as the warmth began to roll down his tongue and fill his mouth.
"Oh fuck yes, yes, make me come baby, that's it, make me come." Brooke cried as she pushed into his wanting mouth.
Brad pushed himself as deep as he could, as if to try and engulf Brooke's very soul with his pleasure inducing cunnilingus. He gradually pulled out and gently stroked her pussy with his soaked tongue as Brooke regained her composure.
"Oh baby that was amazing, thank you." Brooke sighed as she set her toy down and pulled Brad up to give him a deep passionate kiss.
Brad was in heaven as Brooke showed him the love he had been longing for. She pulled him to her lips and hungrily cleaned herself off of his lips and tongue, as she wrapped her loving arms around him. Brad felt completely at peace in her arms and wanted nothing more than to feel her naked body against his. The feel of her warm breasts pressing against his chest and her arms wrapped around him made him feel like everything in the world was right. Nothing could beat this feeling he thought as he eagerly responded by placing his hands on her face, and gently holding her as he kissed her back.
Brad lay there with Brooke enjoying the feel of her naked body as she let the warmth of her afterglow gradually fade.
"You better get ready for gym class baby." Brooke warned as the warm sun began to fully engulf the room.
"There should be some clothes for you in the closet over there." She said motioning to a door on the other side of the room.
Brad got up and went to the bathroom to take care of his morning duties and get ready for the day's activities, and realized someone had brought all his sundries from his footlocker. Somehow in the middle of the night, without his knowing someone had relocated all his things. Someone placed his razor, toothbrush and the rest of his things in the appropriate places in the bathroom.
The idea that someone had entered the room without his knowing, stealthily moving about was quickly forgotten as the feelings of pride washed over him. The pride of belonging, belonging where he was, Brad was where he wanted to be and the presence of his things gave a legitimacy to it he latched onto. He was sharing a bed and a room with Brooke. He had regained his place with her in a way he feared he never would again. As he went through his morning routine getting ready, he felt more empowered and confident than he had the whole time he had been there. While the cage dangling between his legs reminded him the journey was still not over, he felt an immense sense of accomplishment for getting to where he was.
Brad went to the closet and to his surprise was greeted with a new set of clothes awaiting him. There was pair of khaki shorts, but now they were of an obviously different style. Most obviously these were male shorts not the female style he had been forced to wear for the last three weeks. There were also a few t shirts hanging. They were the same green color many of the other service people wore around the camp, giving him another jolt of confidence that his place in the hierarchy was improving. To Brad's dismay when he pulled the shirt from its hanger, he discovered it still had the number ten on the front pocket, indicating his place had not completely changed, and he was temporarily hit with feelings of uncertainty. What was his place here? Was Brooke taking him back into her bedroom and her life, or was this just another stage he would soon find himself passing? Had he earned his place as her boyfriend again or was he just another toy for her to play with?
Brad finished getting dressed as he struggled to understand his feelings and tried to come to terms with his latest situation.
"I will see you after gym Ten." Brooke said as she snuck up behind him.
"Ok babe," Brad mindlessly responded.
"What was that?" Brooke snapped.
Brad realized right away he had relaxed more than he should have and quickly corrected himself.
"I meant yes ma'am."
"That's what I thought you said." Brooke chuckled, as she gave him a playful slap on the ass.
"Don't forget your shot." Brooke called out as she went into the bathroom closing the door behind her.
"I'll see you in a little while." Brad called out to her, as he opened the door and went out into the brisk morning air.
Brad walked to the front office and the nurse was ready and waiting for him with his now all too familiar shot. It only took a few minutes and he was closing the door behind himself, taking a deep breath, and walking off towards the lake and his morning exercise class. Brad stretched as he made his way to the lake and once sufficiently warmed up began his brisk jog to the far side.
Lately when he was on his morning jog, his mind was free to enjoy the sights and sounds of the nature around him but this morning was different. The conflicting feelings of this morning wrestled around in his head as his feet pounded the ground around the lake. Once again the battle between his desires and his insecurity fought for dominance in his psyche. He felt so comfortable with Brooke this morning and yet also felt the uncertainty of his permanence.
Even after only one night in her bed, he felt possessive of that place. The farther and harder he ran the more determined he was to solidify that position. He was becoming more determined to regain his relationship with Brooke and this was just the edge he needed. He would be sleeping with her once again not Nick or Logan, but him.
