Part 3- Deeper into devotion
Simon felt the softness of Lucas's thigh highs brush his own legs, the now warm metal of the cage resting on his thigh and the firm but smooth chest draped over the other leg as Lucas laid down, his full weight easily supported.
Simon ran his hand gently down Lucas's back, softly tracing the lines and pinching slightly at his hip, making the boy squeak.
"Shhh, that was only the easy part" Simon laughs as his pinched fingers twist, delighting in Lucas's squirms and grimaces of discomfort.
He pushes his hands down, gently following the curves of Lucas's plump ass, he runs his hand over the soft skin, his fingertip just on the edge of slipping in, his touch so gentle and barely noticed, air light and near invisible to perception. 'Smack', his hand strikes leaving a light pale pink hand mark over his left cheek, "hmm mm" Lucas goes.
"Higher angle, and faster but you gotta make sure you flatten your palm more, really follow through, he can take it." She sounds almost proud as she tells her friend the best ways to make her partner scream.
Simon draws back further and stretches his palm wide as he brings it down, 'Smack'
"aghi Ju" Lucas yells out,
"Shhh, I said slut boy, if you can't be quite we'll have to gag you earlier than planned."
Alicia starts laughing, "oh good luck getting him quiet, I'd been training him to be an audible little plaything, I love the little noises he makes and seeing how high and strained I can make him," her tone taking a lighter sound as she appears giddy.
"I guess we'll have to train that outta him, at least for today" a devilish gleam in his eye.
"Well, I guess as long as it's only for today" She signs and stretches out, "so my sweetling, you gonna be a quiet boy for Sir?"
"Y. i..yes Ma'am," Lucas speaks up, red-faced and trying to keep a steady voice, "I will"
Simon leans down, "Good slut" 'Smack''Smack''Smack'
Lucas buried his face in his hands and bites his lip as his ass grows nearly as red as his face.
Simon can't keep the grin off his face as he smacks, pinches and pulls apart his soft cheeks loving every inch of touch he has access to.
Lucas already red-faced suddenly looks up, a deep crimson covering his cheeks, as a building firmness of pressure starts to dig into his tummy, "Sir, i. I "
"You love it" is all Simon says as he digs in nails in and lifts his hips lightly, biting back a moan himself as he uses the boy in the most imaginative ways, his hips lightly lifting and twisting.
"I know I joked about him being your toy, but I didn't expect that" her comments barely heard but reducing both boys to red-faced, Simon grinning through embarrassment, Lucas a mess of red-faced nerves.
Having left the poor boy's ass a pleasing shade of ruby he leans down and places a gentle kiss, just centre on the right cheek, as he pulls away and Lucas signs of relief he brings his open palm down once more 'Smack'
"Ju agh im" Lucas can't even hold it back as he yells out, the smack making his ass jiggle and shake as the ruby grows a deeper shade. Simon laughs and kisses once more as he rubs the tender flesh softly, "Aw baby, I'm sorry, I know I said I want you quiet but I couldn't resist hearing you." He pats his lightly on the checks.
Lucas hides a giddy smile as Simons's hands go back to work.
Leaning in close, Simon pulls apart Lucas's cheeks gently and slowly he leans in and places a wet kiss on Lucas's tender opening. As he pulls back he starts to work his index finger around, spreading and working the spit into his opening as he slips down a knuckle deep, Lucas wiggles his ass, getting a laugh from both doms.
"Oh I think he likes that."
"You have no idea." She replies a proud look on her face.
With one finger Simon presses in, his other hand massaging, pressing and squeezing the soft tender ass of his new favourite toy.
"You gotta ask for it, I know just what you want." Simons's breath is hot in Lucas's ear, out of shot of their mistress as he bites at Lucas's helix.
"Please," Lucas keeps his head down, "f..fuck. I please want more"
Simon bites his lips, still holding in moans as the boy squirms on top of his member. Simon slips one finger a knuckle deeper as he pushes a second in, working them together in and out, as he lets more drool fall into Lucas's still tight opening.
Lucas moans softly, light and delicate sounds fill the room as he squirms and arches his back, Simon going deeper with his third finger, causing a brief yelp of pain until he grows accustomed to it. The years dating his doting mistress have made him not a stranger to quick and rapid training, nor to taking too much in too short a space of time. Much as she loved him, she never let him off easily and always had new ways to find, touch and shatter a limit. With that happening he found himself just as head over heels for her, and eager to grow with her and help her meet and beat as many limits inside and outside of their own slice of hellish heaven.