The Bookshop Owner

A burned-out poet finds new purpose through an unexpected encounter with the local bookshop owner, a rugged, enigmatic man with a passion for butt plugs, chastity cages and discipline.

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Dan stirs in his sleep as I quietly set the tray on the bedside table next to him. He fell asleep completely naked and his cock, though still soft, seems to give the first signs of a powerful morning wood. His muscular body resting on my white bed sheets is a stunning morning vision.

He opens his eyes, squinting, then letting out a big yawn. I purposely left the curtains closed, but sunlight is still filtering through. Dan puts his thick forearm over his eyes to shield them.

“What time is it?” he asks.

“It’s 10am. I was starting to worry. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you sleep this late,” I reply. He moves his arm away from his face and gives me an unimpressed glance.

I’m standing on his side of the bed, naked except for my chastity cage and butt plug, complying with our now well-established rules. He flicks the tip of my tiny dick with his finger, tickling the sensitive piece of foreskin that protrudes from the cage.

“Somebody’s had a busy morning,” he notes.

“Just wanted to make sure I was ready to continue our Dom appreciation day without interruptions, sir.”

“Did you just bring me breakfast in bed? I never have food in bed – too many crumbs,” he says, sitting up and propping the pillow behind his back.

“It’s just coffee and a treat for now. I came in to ask if Sir would like to place any orders for a cooked breakfast. I don’t want Sir worrying about anything today – not even crumbs in bed.”

“Ooh, chocolate hobnobs?” Dan exclaims, noticing the two biscuits on a napkin next to the cup of black coffee. I kneel next to the bed as he takes a first sip, waiting patiently for his orders.

“I could get used to this,” Dan says, dunking one of the chocolate-covered biscuits into his coffee and eating half of it. “I think it’s only fair we stay in today, so I can enjoy my day off” he announces, mouth half full.

“Of course, sir.”

He finishes off the rest of the biscuit and takes a generous sip of coffee, with a grunt of appreciation at the end.

“I could eat hundreds of these, but they make a proper mess… Come ‘ere,” he says, moving his index and middle finger, both covered in melted chocolate, towards me. I lean forward as Dan drives his fingers into my mouth, cleaning them on my tongue. The sweet taste of chocolate, mixed with the smell of his body, is inebriating. His fingers push down on my tongue and my mind goes back to last night’s shower, when Dan filled my mouth with his cock and came down my throat. It’s getting harder to maintain my composure, but I remind myself that today is all about him.

“Come sit, buddy,” he says, patting the empty spot next to him on the bed. I eagerly join him, as he envelops my torso with his arm, still sipping on his coffee with his other hand. I nestle my head on his chest and start caressing his stomach.

“I haven’t had a night like this in a while. I slept like a baby after that shower,” he says.

He reaches down my back and his fingers start to crawl down my crack, under the pup tail plug that I was wearing yesterday. Without taking it out, he starts mindlessly playing with my hole, circling the neck of the toy with his fingertip.

“You know what the hardest thing about today will be?” he asks, putting his coffee mug down on the tray. He lifts my chin and gives me a passionate kiss, pushing his fingers inside my hole.

“Pacing myself,” he whispers into my ear. “I want to fill you with so much cum that you’re going to have a round belly full of my seed by the end the day.”

He gently drives my head towards his pecs, feeding me his nipple, which I begin to tease with delight.

“You are not using me as an excuse to procrastinate on your writing, I hope.”

I smile and shake my head. “I would never,” I reply, without taking his nipple out of my mouth.

“I have some questions for you later. You know… About the uni idea.”

I raise my head. “Yeah, of course, whenever you wan—”

“I didn’t say you should stop worshipping,” Dan interrupts me with a cheeky smile and pushes my face against his pec, this time with a lot more vigour. I go back to licking and sucking, while Dan checks his phone for new messages. After a few minutes, he puts the phone down.

“Alright, buddy,” he says, “do Daddy a favour and get something from my bag. There’s a pouch in the side pocket.”

I get off the bed, squat down beside Dan’s duffel bag, and unzip the side pocket. Inside, there’s a small fabric pouch. I hear something thin and metallic jingle as I pull it out. I bring it back to Dan and await further instructions.

He opens the pouch, revealing two leather straps connected by an O-shaped metal ring, with four claw-like metal spires extending out of it.

“Ever worn a spider gag? Come on, open up.”

I obey and Dan inserts the cold metal ring inside my mouth. The gag prevents me from closing my mouth, so all I can do is probe around with my tongue.

“Turn around.”

He secures the strap on the back of my neck. “How’s that?”

I let out an unintelligible sound, followed by a nod and a thumbs-up.

“When you are not able to use our safe word, we are going to use a safe signal. Just hold out the palm of your hand if you want to stop, yeah?”

I nod.

“Now then, if you could stop drooling on me…”

My eyes widen as I put a hand of my chin, trying to stop myself from uncontrollably salivating. Dan bursts into a belly laugh and pats my head.

“Not just submissive, self-lubricating, too!”

Dan pulls my head towards his chest, but this time I can’t suck or bite. I can only tease his nipple with my tongue.

“Daddy is so lucky to have such an obedient pup.”

I get a glimpse of his hard cock as I switch to his other nipple. He’s been playing with it and it’s now veiny and throbbing. When Dan encourages me to go down and take his cock, I’m unsure of what to do. Will it fit through the ring? How do I suck him off when I can barely move my lips?

“Come on, buddy, don’t be scared. Start by licking the tip,” Dan reassures me.

I start by licking the precum from the head, though it feels weird not being able to swallow normally. I continue circling the head, while Dan pushes his foreskin up and down. Then he slowly pushes his cock deeper inside my mouth. It definitely doesn’t go all the way, too thick for the metal ring in my mouth. However, the combination of the gag and Dan’s cock leaves me breathless, salivating and desperately horny.

“Do you like choking on Daddy’s cock?” Dan asks as I gag and whimper under the relentless assaults on my mouth and throat. My only response is to lick and tease and gag even harder.

I can feel Dan getting closer to his orgasm, but just before he reaches his climax, he grabs me by the back of my neck and brings my face up to his. He’s breathing heavily.

“Like I was saying, it’s all about pacing ourselves today.”

He releases the strap, takes off the mouth gag and I regain control of my jaw, lips and cheeks. My eyes feel red and watery, my nose runny. I collapse on his torso, face buried in his belly.

“We’ll have you gag trained in no time,” he says, caressing my hair.

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir,” I reply.

“Now then, about that cooked breakfast…”

*

“So, what should I expect a regular week on a distance-learning course to be like?”

I am sitting on Dan’s lap as he drives his cock inside me. Neither wolfing down a full English nor breeding me while I cooked seem to have had any effect on his sex drive. It’s barely noon and he’s already fucking me again, using his previous load as lube.

“So, are you going to answer?” Dan says. “I thought you were the one who wanted to talk about my educational aspirations?”

“It’s a little hard… Hard to concentrate right now.”

He follows up with a particularly deep thrust – no doubt on purpose – which makes me let out a loud moan.

“Like I said, the game’s simple,” Dan explains again, “I have an earnest discussion about enrolling in an undergrad course at uni, but you have to ride my cock until we are finished. It’s a win-win situation.”

I sigh and catch my breath before answering. “It’s meant to be flexible. You choose when to study the material. You could just leave it for the weekend, or you could work on it a few hours a d—”

“Hey! Hey, who said you could stop riding my cock? You’ve got to answer while you go up and down,” Dan says, giving two firm slaps on my butt cheeks.

I have no choice but to start moving my hips again, my arms wrapped around Dan’s neck.

“Do I ever actually have to go to university?” he says.

I take a breath and, this time without stopping my up-and-down motion, I formulate my reply.

“Not really. You will have the occasional online seminar, usually optional. There may be some special events that you can attend maybe once a year, but all the essential st—,” my voice breaks after a particularly vigorous thrust, but I regain control. “All the essential stuff will be online.”

“Interesting. I’m still a little worried about assignments and deadlines, but it sounds flexible enough.”

“These courses tend to be designed for people who are working, so it shouldn’t be much of an issue.”

“It’s a shame everything is online, though, I thought I would get to come to your lectures and watch you struggle as your dick gets hard in your chastity cage.”

“Well, fortunately for me, I don’t teach on the course you are thinking of applying to!”

Dan smiles and grabs both my nipples, twisting them.

“I think you would very much enjoy that scenario, actually. I reckon your students would start laughing at the wet patch of precum between your legs.”

This unexpectedly brings me over the edge and my dick, from within the confines of the chastity cage, starts releasing warm spurts of cum on Dan’s stomach.

Dan is mesmerised by my handsfree orgasm. “Oh, God—” he exclaims, and I can feel him release another load inside me, without taking his eyes off my caged dick. He grabs the chastity cage, squeezing out as best as he can any cum left behind. Then he scoops it up with his fingers and feeds it to me. I grab his hands with both of mine and suck on his four fingers until there is no more cum left.

“Alright, clean me up a bit, buddy.”

Dan’s order is gentle, but firm. I get off his lap and his cock slips out of my hole. I kneel between his legs, and I start licking his lower abdomen, making the final traces of my orgasm disappear into my mouth. Then I move down to his slippery cock that just unloaded inside me. My tongue gently accompanies Dan’s postcoital bliss. I feel spent but satisfied. There’s something comforting in this position, my body supported and safe under him, between his legs.

After a few minutes, I feel his hand tugging gently at my ear.

“Why don’t we take a warm bath, hm?”

*

I test the water temperature with my hand and prepare a towel for Dan, folded on the towel rail next to the bath. I turn around and catch him using the toilet. The strong jet of piss soon turns into a dribble. He shakes his cock a few times, lowers the toilet lid and flushes.

"It's ready," I announce, gesturing towards the soapy bath. I kneel next to it, awaiting further instructions.

"Ah, just what I needed," Dan says, stepping in. He stretches out, with his back resting against the wall and his big arms on either side of the tub. He looks at me.

"Why don't you join me, buddy? There's space for both of us in here."

I don't need to hear it twice. I get up but suddenly realise I’m still wearing my cage and plug. Dan notices my hesitation.

“It’s alright, take them both off.”

I grab the keys from the mirror cabinet over the sink and unlock the cage. The piece covering my dick is still wet, a mix of lube, dried precum and cum. It’s wrinkly and shrivelled, but I try not to give it too much thought, covering it with my hand. I put the plastic pieces in the sink and move on to the butt plug, which comes out with ease. I place it in the sink with the rest.

“You’re leaking,” Dan says. I turn around and see his cock head bobbing in an out of the water. He’s touching himself, enjoying the show. I instinctively reach back with my hand and indeed a few droplets of Dan’s cum have made their way down my inner thigh. I remedy this by scooping them up into my mouth.

“Good puppy… Come ‘ere now,” Dan says, re-adjusting in the tub and making space for me.

I step in and Dan grabs my hips from behind. Before I can ask what position he wants me to be in, he’s already grabbed my butt cheeks and spread them.

“Squat down a bit, let Daddy have a little taste…”

I lower my body until my hole makes contact with his mouth. He starts licking my hole first, then goes down to the balls and my inner thigh. When he goes back to my hole, he starts using the tip of his tongue to penetrate me. He’s pulling my hips towards him, and I can feel his beard on my cheeks as the poking gets more insistent.

“Sir, I can’t… I can’t hold your load in much longer in this position,” I explain.

Dan doesn’t seem interested in what I said. In fact, I get the opposite reaction, as he spreads my cheeks even wider, and I can feel some his seed dribbling out.

He lets out a muffled moan, as he laps it all up. The warmth from his breath and spit makes my hole relax even further, and the rest of Dan’s load comes out, pouring directly into his mouth.

He releases the grip on my hips and pulls me down, urging me to sit between his legs. The warm water welcomes me, and I lean back on Dan’s torso in an underwater big-spoon little-spoon configuration.

He’s sitting up, with his head over mine, and goes in for a kiss. He’s swallowed some, but what’s left of the load that came out of me enters my mouth as well. Our lips have become slippery and our tongues search each other’s chins for any cum left behind.

With the water giving me a little lift, Dan effortlessly lifts my hips and positions me over his hard cock. As if I were his life-size personal masturbator, he pushes it inside me, wrapping his arms around me, but without thrusting. He sighs, his muscles relaxing in the water and his cock enjoying my soft insides.

I give in and let Dan support and guide my body. I lean back, warm water up to my neck, and close my eyes. He gives me a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, buddy,” he whispers.

He starts moving his cock with gentle motions, so subtle that I barely notice. My body is completely relaxed, horny and eager to let Dan use me as he pleases, but my dick is soft, pointed up and floating underwater, no cage necessary.

Dan holds it between his thumb and index finger, shaking some of the slippery precum off the tip. We both chuckle at the sight of my dicklet quivering from the momentum of Dan’s huge cock pushing inside of me from below.

Dan’s breath quickens, followed by a quiet, almost whispered, moan. If I wasn’t familiar with the sensation of his cock unloading inside me, pulsing inside my hole, I probably wouldn’t even be aware he was coming. He drops his head forward and kisses my neck.

“Thank you, sir,” I whisper.

With his cock still inside me, he hugs me tighter and rubs my stomach, perhaps recalling the promise he made earlier today in bed – of a round belly full of cum.

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