Smutterday - SWAK: Bondage

I'm kind of behind on Smutterday, so I thought I'd try and spread it around the week a little, do some catch-up.

SWAK: Bondage

Gage and Davey are a Master and sub pair who love each other very much and are committed to each other and their lifestyle.

As a pediatric nurse, Davey sees a lot of pain and suffering and some days are harder than others. Gage can help Davey through those days, but he’s aware that one of his best tools isn’t at his disposal.

Gage knows the power of bondage, but a bad experience in his youth has left Davey terrified of the ropes and being left alone, bound and vulnerable.

Can Gage help Davey work through his fears and teach his boy to love the ropes?

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Smutty excerpt:

“Easy, boy.” I take his hands and hold them. I’ll be the one to remove the ropes from his wrists. It’s important that he doesn’t have to do it himself.

“They’re heavy,” he complains, but I know they’re not.

“And I’ll take them off. Nice and easy.”

He can wear them for me for a few more minutes.

I hold his hands and slide a single finger between the rope and his right wrist, stroking the delicate skin there. He sucks in a breath, his fingers curling.

Humming, I lean in to lick along the edge of the rope, slowly dragging my tongue over his skin.

“Don’t...” That doesn’t sound like a real protest, though, and it absolutely isn’t his safeword.

I slowly unwrap the rope and bend again to his wrist, using my teeth this time, scraping the tender flesh. He sucks in a shuddering breath, and I wrap the rope around him again, loosely.

“The rope is an extension of my arms, holding you safe.” I keep nibbling, teasing, making him fly.

I work my way from his wrist to his pit, mouth sliding along his inner arm and he’s not fighting the ropes; he’s waiting for me.

I slide my nose along his neck, breathing out to tickle him with my breath. Ah, yes, a chuckle. This is good. I use my tongue now, licking and teasing at his skin.

“Teasing,” he accuses.

“I am.” And loving on him, making the spectre of the ropes less harsh. I want to make him wild. I want to make him forget the ropes he’s still wearing around his wrists.

I kiss him again, licking at the roof of his mouth and his moan is surprised, happy. I love how he responds to me. Next I suck on his upper lip and he reaches out, the rope brushing me. Humming, I bite at it.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“What do you mean?” I lick his wrist again.

“You’re making me crazy.”

“Oh good. That’s kind of the point.”

“Just kind of?” he teases.

I nod, laughing. Then I pounce and take his mouth in a breath-stealing kiss.

His bound hands hold me, the rope dangling down to tickle my face. I back off and make sure he sees me as I rub my face against the bindings, nuzzling them. These are nothing to be afraid of. My brave boy begins to chuckle at me, at my antics.

“You deserve a reward. Spanking? Whipping? A sound?”

“I just want you, Master.”

Sean
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Smutterday - Velvet Leather

Big soft-hearted Mouse and sweet little always in trouble Peep have a place in my heart. I love the opposition of how big Mouse is with how kind and gentle he is. Especially when it comes to his Peep!

Velvet Leather

Mouse is in charge of the leather workshop at the Velvet Glove and he's really good at his job, which is probably why everyone tolerates Peep. It's not that Peep looks for trouble, it just always seems to find him. Mouse is always there to shelter his dear Peep, though, no matter what the storm.

Velvet Leather shares three stories that demonstrate just how much trouble Peep can get into.

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smutty excerpt:

"You're welcome, little one. Just be more careful next time." He was given a soft kiss.

"I try, Mouse." He lifted his face for another kiss, needing to know Mouse wasn't upset with him.

His mouth was taken in a long, deep kiss, Mouse loving him. He pressed close, opening wide, loving the way Mouse kissed, the way Mouse touched and loved him. Low, rumbling sounds vibrated his lips, large hands stroking his belly, his back.

He reached up, grabbing onto Mouse's shoulders, legs climbing until he could wrap them around Mouse's waist. Mouse's hands cupped his ass, pulling him closer, rubbing them together. He moaned and whimpered, hands sliding into Mouse's hair. No matter what he did, Mouse still loved him.

"My little one..." Mouse started walking toward the back, toward their tiny rooms and their bed.

He wriggled and kissed Mouse hard. "My big one." He giggled, rubbing their groins together. "My very big one."

Mouse rumbled, pushing against him, hips rocking that heavy prick against him. "Yours."

"My very own very big one." He giggled some more, mouth going to Mouse's neck.

That made Mouse shiver, those hands tightening. "Careful, Peep. Don't want to drop you."

"You won't." No matter what else was going on, there was no way his Mouse would ever drop him.

He sucked and licked at the sweet vein where Mouse's blood beat.

"Oh..." Mouse moved them through the rooms, ending in the huge chair that fit them both, head falling back.

Peep rubbed against Mouse, fingers working the buttons of Mouse's shirt open as he kept sucking and licking and tasting the salt of Mouse's skin.

"I love you, little one. More than life." Mouse shifted, hands pushing at his pants, sliding against his skin.

"Oh. Oh, I love you, Mouse." He pushed into Mouse's touches, his own very big one making him feel very good. There was the soft, happy little purr, his Mouse sounding happy and horny and all his.

He got Mouse's shirt undone and wriggled his way down, fingers working open the leather pants. Mouse was hard for him, thick cock pressing at the laces, already wet-tipped and dark. He got the laces undone and buried his face against Mouse's cock. It smelled so good here, like leather and spice and his Mouse. It made him moan.

"Oh... Oh, Peep. You make me need..." Mouse arched, pressing against him.

"Good," he answered fiercely.


Sean
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