His heart was beating so hard inside of his chest that he could no longer think clearly. He just realized they really did not plan out this scene ahead of time. He was so drawn to her energy that most of his rules regarding safety were ignored. For some strange reason he trusted this stranger, as if they were intimately involved in a former life. He was beginning to question his judgement.
What on Earth does the Queen have in store for me today?
He wondered to himself as he struggled to see or hear any clues in the quiet room.
He was bent over a pyramid shaped bench with his hands tied behind his back, his bare ass presented to her. She bound his ankles to the wooden legs of the bench with rope so that his legs were spread wide apart. He wore a new penis gag that filled up his mouth well. She even took the extra time to tie his neck down using his collar and a short chain on the front of the bench. The ever familiar collar seemed extra thick and constraining in this position. He wondered how something that is usually so comforting and soothing to him could easily feel like a burden. His mind raced with these thoughts as well as anxiety as to what was to come next.
Earlier today he came to her dungeon as he had numerous times before. She asked him to perform very specific tasks for her in preparation for this meeting. He had to memorize and perform different kneeling and standing submissive positions. He was asked to stretch his asshole as much as he could this week for her. In addition, he was to make sure his hands and ass were well moisturized. He completed these chores diligently for her as requested.
He hated to let her down in any way, not so much because of the punishment he received but the way it made him feel so shameful. He loved his Queen and would do whatever he could to please her. She has been a kind and loving Queen yet she knew how to give him just the right amount of torture and discipline to keep him in line. He relied on her greatly for this in his life as serving her made him feel complete. He recently earned her collar and the two of them had a lovely ceremony and celebration of their mutual admiration and love for one another. He was so proud to wear her collar and to be her bull, her first pet.
But today he wondered just how far she would push him to test his devotion. As soon as he arrived today he removed his clothing and stood in the center of the room in the 'wait' position as he was instructed by the Queen. He was not to speak unless when asked a question by the Queen.
To his surprise, it was not her who entered the room first to receive him. Another man walked to the center of the room in front of him. They locked eyes in a steely gaze as the strange man walked across this space that was so intimate and familiar to him. He was tall, well-built with a dark complexion and cold green eyes. His hair was short on the sides with a slight pompadour up on top. He wore a leather jacket with a striped button up shirt and jeans.
The two men sized each other up as he walked, wondering if they were to give one another any pleasure or pain as per the Queen's commands. The stranger walked silently to the center of the room and stood to face her bull. He couldn't help but get a little flushed watching the stranger undress as it has been so long since he had played with another man. He shifted his stance while he watched the stranger undress, becoming visible aroused. The stranger held her bull's gaze as he undressed, smirking slightly when he removed his pants to reveal a large, throbbing cock. Her bull couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the sight of his cock for it was all he wanted inside of him.
The stranger finished removing his shoes and stood next to her bull in the same 'wait' position. The two men stood there breathing heavily and trying to catch a glimpse of one another again. They waited for their Queen for what seemed to be an eternity.
Who is this stranger and what is to be done with him?
Her bull wondered. His mind raced to try to figure out what role he was to play in this scene. He hated surprises as it triggered his anxiety. The Queen loved to surprise him in hopes it could help him overcome this issue. He hoped she was finally going to follow through with her threats of forced homosexuality as he has subtly mentioned to her many times before.
Suddenly he hears her quiet heels walking across the room to meet them. He instinctively stand up straight and looks forward, stiffening his body into the position she instructed him to remain in. He catches a glimpse of the stranger next to him, mirroring his posture. He could not help but to puff up his chest a little to make himself stand out next to this beautiful stranger. He wanted to be the first one she greets, the first to pleasure her as she sees fit.
"Ah, my sluts have arrived." she says, smiling, as she walks up to greet them. He watches her every move so carefully, admiring the way she takes care of her appearance. She is wearing a new leather corset today and he can tell it makes her feel beautiful. She is rather smug today for some reason and that worries him slightly. She is carrying something in one hand behind her back.
She walks to the front of her bull and looks up to his kind blue eyes. She looks over his face and walks around him to check his posture. She nods and feels his hands and buttocks to ensure they are nice and smooth.
"Hello my pet. I see you have been doing the chores I have asked you." she says sweetly.
"Of course my Queen", the bull says nodding down to her. He can feel his skin tingle in her presence, awaiting her soft touch that he often craves.
"Such a good boy, my pet. Thank you." she says kissing him on the cheek as she puts a blindfold over his eyes. She tightens the blindfold on the back of his head and caresses his neck lovingly. She touches his hair on top of his head and pats him gently.
"And I see you've met our new friend. We will call him puppy for now. Puppy this is my pet, SlutPuppet...Slutpuppet, this is the puppy." she says happily. The two men nod in mutual acknowledgement.
She reaches up to place a matching blindfold over the puppy's eyes. She kisses him gently as well, reaching up to pat his head. She notices her bull tense up his face a bit when she kisses the puppy and she finds this amusing.
"Aww, my little slutpuppet. You do get jealous very easily don't you?" she says with a smug smile.
She reaches out quickly to smack his ass with the riding crop she has been concealing while commanding "In your inspection poses my sluts."
The two blindfolded naked men snap into position and await further instruction.
"Now my bull has been spoiled so far receiving all of my attention. I am going to try to fix that. After all, nobody likes a brat." she explains. "Today the two of you will be competing for a place in my kingdom. According to the surveys I have asked you to complete, there are a number of items on your bucket lists. In order for me to provide you with these opportunities I need to know just how much of yourself you are willing to devote to me. The winner today will receive the honor of top slut in my kingdom for the next thirty days. Of course, this will incur some privileges, but you will have to work hard to earn this position. Do you understand my little sissy whores?" she says sternly.
Both men nod and say "Yes, my Queen." They are each visibly aroused by the threats of pain and pleasure. They find themselves wondering what she had planned for them. But before they get to far they hear the sound of shuffling feet and heavy equipment being carried into the dungeon.
"Right on time." says the Queen with a large grin. "Shall we begin then sluts?" she asks.
He hears the equipment being placed of the floor in front of him and what sounds like a similar sound from the man next to him.
"Thank you gentlemen! Now please tie each of my Sluts hands behind their backs." she says. He feels two sets of hands holding him and binding his wrists together.
"Very nice, now add this to each of them" she says coyly.
He feels someone clip something to his collar wondering for a moment what it is until he feel something cold touch his bare chest and realizes it is a chain.
"Now place them in position." she says.
He feel a hand grab each arm and then lead him forward till his legs contact the equipment in front of him.
"Bind their ankles to the legs of the bench" the Queen commands with a sharp tongue.
He feels his legs kicked out to each side a bit and then bound tightly to each leg of the bench. He realizes there is no way he can get away now. He is still unsure what his Queen has planned for him and the other man but does not want to disappoint her.
