This story is a standalone story. The story contains offensive slang, gay sex, slavery, bondage, physical and sexual abuse, and submission. If that bothers you, please stop reading here. All characters are aged eighteen or older and consent to all actions taken.
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Ramifications for Ramming the Boy Maid
Prolog
Jackson pulled on the canvas tie down straps that held him securely to the heavy butcherblock table in the kitchen. He wanted to scream for help, but the rolled-up washcloth that filled his mouth was held on by an entire roll of duct tape letting no sound escape. Feeling a sudden coolness on his skin and hearing the distinct sound of tearing clothing, Jackson tried to look down his body, but the tight strap on his neck and forehead kept his head immobilized. Adjusting the only thing on him that he could move, Jackson strained his eyes to see what was happening.
Ethan, the boy maid he had recruited from the 'hire a college student' program was sitting on his legs cutting and tearing Jackson's clothing to shreds. Slowly leaving him naked laying in a nest made with the jeans and designer shirt that he had passed out wearing the night before. The younger man that Jackson knew he should never have slept with saw his eyes and smiled cruelly blowing him a dismissive mocking kiss before returning to his chore.
The boy maid still wore the tight black shorts and t-shirt with the white trim that Jackson had picked out for Ethan as he completed shredding all of Jackson's clothing leaving him bound, naked, and hard. Looking at the erect member on Jackson's middle-aged body the boy said only one word, "Pathetic," before taking a bag of frozen peas from the freezer and placing it on Jackson's crotch shrinking it. Tears ran down Jackson's immobile face from the sudden cold as his erection collapsed.
The college freshman slid a brand-new chastity cage over Jackson's limp cock securing it tight before putting the key in his pocket making sure Jackson could see that the youth held his key. Next the boy took a marker and wrote something on Jackson's chest in large letters and lastly left a small note before departing, taking the key with him.
Part 1
Warren Meeks was looking forward to arriving home after being in the office all day following his business trip. He had called home twice to tell Jackson he was bringing a coworker home with him and wanted to make sure there was dinner for three prepared. Warren knew Jackson wouldn't do it himself, he had gotten lazy in recent years living off Warren's executive income, but he could always have that young maid he insisted on hiring do the cooking. And at the very least he could have called or texted back.
Warren was excited to show the new intern Axel the potential rewards of success. He knew his company was lucky to get a world class programmer as smart as Axel to intern with them. Warren was determined to show Axel the perks he could get when he finally graduated college if he chose Warren's firm. Warren and Axel were still laughing at a joke Axel had finished telling as they walked in the kitchen when they both fell instantly silent.
Warren froze in disbelief at seeing his husband Jackson laying naked bound to the table with the words CHEATER written in marker in large block letters across his chest. After the initial shock wore off, Warren stepped closer, smelling the pee that puddled around Jackson's crotch while seeing the chastity cage and small note.
"Your drunk husband fucked me last night. I thought you would like to know. If you want the key to his chastity cage, call me at this number. PS I quit." The card was signed by Ethan.
In his shock Warren had forgotten Axel was with him until the young intern spoke up, "Wow that's some hardcore submission play you two are into I didn't think you had that in you Mr. Meeks," but when Axel saw the blank stare on Warren's face, he realized this was a surprise to him too.
Letting his rage at Jackson override his commonsense Warren turned to the college intern Axel, "I want to fuck something hard and make him pay are you interested in being fucked?"
Axel's flat, "No," snapped Warren back to reality as he realized what he had just said. Warren started to apologize to Axel, explaining how inappropriate that was when Axel surprised him with his reply. "But I will fuck you." Warren saw the look on Jackson's face and decided he better accept before he chickened out.
Axel moved fast pulling down Warren's pants and boxer shorts, bending him over the table so he was face to face with his cheating husband. "You have any rope or cord? I like to fuck guys who are under my control." Too lost in the sudden heat of the moment to think clearly Warren told him he could get a coil of white clothing line from the laundry room. Pant less Warren stared daggers at his gagged husband as Axel bound his wrists and elbows behind him with practiced ease.
"You got a sweet ass for an older guy Warren" Axel said as he spanked him a few times before lubing up a finger and sticking it into Warren's ass. Some formal part of Warren's brain wanted to scold Axel for using his first name and not calling him Mr. Meeks but then he laughed to himself realizing he was well past that point of formality. Pulling his eyes off his cheating husbands face Warren looked back and took in the surprising glory that was Axel's body.
At nineteen Axel had the lean hard smooth body of a competitive swimmer. He was an eclectic mix of an effeminate nerdy face mixed with a tight hard muscled body. The skin still had the flawless glow of youth and was hairless including the pubic area around his surprisingly large and currently hard twink cock. Warren had foolishly assumed the skinny youth would be a flat shapeless twerp under his clothing and kept staring in amazement at the body that could have been carved in marble.
Another spank, harder this time, snapped Warren out of the hypnotic spell that was the result of looking at Axel's naked body. "Keep your eyes on your cheating husband Warren lets show him the price of his actions." Warren obeyed the youth, and his eyes widened as the thick cock stretched open his hole and Axel thrust into him. Unlike the meek quick fucks his increasingly lazy husband had been giving him for years now, Axle was slamming him with the ferocity of a jackhammer set at the maximum setting.
Warren stared down at his helpless cuck of a husband letting him know this was his doing, as his body rocked the heavy table. Each slam from Axel was like a hammer striking a stone sending erotic vibrations through Warren's body. Amidst the frenzied pounding Warren forgot his arms were bound and tried to reach for his cock to jerk it and only ended up wriggling and writhing in his bonds which made Axel fuck him even harder.
"Yea bitch struggle and fight! I love a bottom who has some fire in them!" Axel growled before kicking Warren's legs further apart, making him slide down and then grabbing a fistful of his hair he pressed Warren's face down onto Jackson's chest. Axel held Warren pinned and helpless as he rammed him with increased animalistic passion. Warren felt totally helpless under the young man's control as his face pressed onto Jackson's bare chest, marker ink smearing his cheek.
Even without him being able to touch it Warren's cock was ready to explode when Axel pulled him off the table and slammed him to the kitchen floor. Warren's ass made a slick wet popping noise as Axel's cock reentered his hole. Axel mounted him from behind slamming his body into the floor. Warren lost control of his cock as it rubbed on the expensive tiles and felt his orgasm shoot all over his lower body and middle-aged stomach as the boy kept fucking him with vigor.
Warren groaned loudly knowing Jackson could still here his groans and the wet slapping noise of Axel's body smacking into his. With post orgasmic sensitivity Warren felt every thrust and push as Axel continued to abuse his hole. Eventually the youth started to shudder and then he felt the massive flood of twink cum filling his ass as he lay helpless and bound on the floor, his designer dress shirt custom embroidered with his initials was stained with sweat and cum.
After they both caught their breath Warren managed to get up onto his knees as Axel got off him. Axel helped himself, drinking out of a bottle of sparkling water from the fridge. Pouring the remainder down his youthful bare chest, body and crotch, the boy glistened naked as he approached Warren. "Damn Mr. Meeks that was awesome, I knew you were gay, but I didn't know you were such an eager bottom bitch." Warren started to protest but Axel shushed him, "Nah man its cool, don't deny it, you should be proud of what you are, now just be quite and suck my cock clean like the bitch you are."
Warren was not given a choice as the slick cock, tasting vaguely of sparkling water and ass, slid into his mouth. Warren didn't resist, the thought of Jackson hearing him spoken to that way and knowing he was sucking this young stud's cock would drive him mad, and Warren wanted him mad rite now for fucking the maid. Axel was enjoying the cock cleaning more than Warren meant and soon his youthful cock was hard again and throbbing in his mouth.