By BondageChallengeGames

Tom pulled into the driveway after a long day of work. Not a particularly exhausting day, he’d mostly been on the computer, just a long and boring one. As he walked toward his front door though, he found himself getting a second wind.

He was very excited to hear about Kyle and Andrew’s game.

He knew the outcome of course. Having changed the code to something Kyle wouldn’t know meant Kyle had no way of winning. He would be tortured for an hour. The real question was what had happened after the hour was over.

Tom had a few guesses:

1) Kyle actually managed to go the whole hour without giving in. In this case Andrew and Kyle wouldn’t even know about his betrayal.

Tom doubted this outcome, for as masochistic and into bondage as Kyle was, he was known to tap out pretty early. In fact his whole ‘change the code’ plan was meant to help Kyle achieve something he’d requested for a while now: that he be pushed to endure longer than he thought he could. Tom and Andrew had been kink buddies with Kyle for a few years, and Tom was pretty confident that with the right incentive Andrew could push him in a way that he’d actually come to appreciate. In this case, Kyle would give what he thought was the code, only for it not to work, leading to either:

2) Andrew believes Kyle, releases him, and the two plot their revenge against Tom.

or

3) Andrew doesn’t believe Kyle.

Tom hadn’t really thought about what Kyle and his husband’s night would look like if Andrew didn’t believe Kyle. But he had thought a lot about what might happen if Andrew did believe his captive. No doubt they would plan revenge. Tom would have to be ready.

Which is exactly why Tom had a set of handcuffs in each pocket. And exactly why Tom hadn’t parked in the garage.

Tom needed Andrew in chastity one more night. Tomorrow they both had off, and Tom planned on keeping Andrew in various states of bondage, unlocked from his cage, but constantly on the verge of orgasm. Tom was going to edge Andrew like he had never been edged before. The hours near the brink would compound with the week of sexual frustration and leave Tom’s husband in a state of unparalleled horniness. And then, when he finally let him cum, Andrew would experience the best orgasm of his life.

Of course to give his partner this gift, Tom needed Andrew locked a little longer. If Andrew and Kyle worked together to capture Tom when he got home, they could very well find a way to thwart this plan. Tom either needed Andrew to not believe Kyle, or he needed to restrain them both overnight.

Tom snuck up to the front door. If they were working together to jump him, Andrew and Kyle would likely be waiting for him in the garage where he normally parked. Going in the front door would give him a chance to hide himself if he needed to and potentially get the jump on them.

Tom was bigger than Andrew and Kyle. Tom was large, bearish in build, and decently strong. His husband, while fairly athletic, was a skinny twink of a man, and Kyle was just kinda an average dude. One on one, Tom could pin either of them down and handcuff them to one of the many attachment points he and Andrew had scattered around their home. In the meantime he would pin the other down and handcuff them in a similar way. He could then get two of their repurposed dog cages and lock each of his prisoners in for the night. He’d let Kyle out in the morning (he had said early in the week he needed to be gone by 9 am), and spend the rest of the day edging Andrew.

Tom quietly unlocked the door and crept inside. He listened.

Upstairs, coming from behind the door to his and Andrew’s bedroom, he heard incoherent, gagged yelling. He heard the distinct clanking of locks hitting metal.

Tom relaxed. Kyle was still restrained. And from the sound of it, still being tortured.

Shit, poor Kyle, he thought. It was nearly three hours since their interrogation game was set to have ended. Andrew must have been torturing him this whole time.

Tom felt a little bad for Kyle. He’d hoped his trick would force his friend to suffer a little more than usual, but he definitely hadn’t planned on condemning him to three whole hours of hell. Tom would have to let Kyle get his payback against him for this some other day. But right now, the fact that Kyle was still restrained meant he didn’t need to worry about Andrew and Kyle overpowering him.

Still though, he treaded very carefully, In case there was something he was missing.

“Hey babe,” he shouted as he walked up the stairs, keeping one hand on the handcuffs in his pocket, “having fun up there?”

He carefully opened the door to his room. What he saw made him both extra relived and immediately hard.

Sitting against a wall in their room, naked, erect, and gagged with a ring gag that kept his mouth open and drooling, was Kyle. He had wrist restraints that were locked to eyebolts in the wall, stretching his arms as far apart as they could go. He wore a collar that was also locked to the wall, as well as a chest harness that was similarly secure, ensuring he couldn’t move any part of his upper body more than an inch in any direction. His legs were out in front of him, spread and locked by a spreader bar. Andrew was sitting beside Kyle, mercilessly tickling the poor sub, showing the true extent of the severity and inescapablility of the predicament he found himself in. Kyle was covered in sweat, his nipples were red, and his chest was covered in clear marks from a brutal flogging. He struggled with the weakness of someone who had almost no fight left in him.

Andrew himself was naked as well, save for the metal cock cage that adorned his otherwise bare form. Tom stared at his beautiful husband. Tom readjusted his cock in his jeans, giving it more space to rise to its full length. Andrew was so hot, and Tom loved when his husband showed his dominant and sadistic side. Tom even envied Kyle, trussled up in such rigid bondage, something he loved for Andrew to do to him.

Of course right now, today, for this last night, Tom was happy it wasn’t him in Kyle’s position. As much as he loved being dominated by Andrew, he was having fun switching the roles on his husband. Because Andrew took the dom role so often, Tom felt like he had truly overpowered and bested his husband by keeping him in chastity. It felt hot to take control over the man that usually controlled him.

“Hey honey,” Andrew responded, taking a break from tormenting Kyle, who breathed heavily and made unintelligible noises through his ring gag.

“How’d it go?” Tom said, taking stock of the scene. He saw their electro tens unit on the ground, along with a few kinds of floggers, a set of nipple clamps, a swimcap, and some candles for wax play. In addition to the bondage equipment restraining Kyle, Tom also noticed wrist cuffs on the wall above Kyle, unbuckled and opened, but still locked to the wall – a sign Kyle had been restrained standing up at some point. He also noticed a head harness on the ground. “I see you’re still locked.”

“This son of a bitch held out,” Andrew said. “He kept giving me fake codes. I told him if he didn’t tell me before the hour was over I was going to keep torturing him. I’ve spent the rest of the night making good on that promise.”

Kyle was struggling and desperately trying to make words through his gag. Tom couldn’t understand them, not that he really cared. If Kyle had even been un-gagged long enough to tell Andrew about Tom’s trick, Andrew clearly hadn’t believed him. Andrew would remain locked, Kyle wasn’t a threat, and Tom was safe.

Andrew walked over and kissed Tom. The two made out, Tom ran his hands down his husband’s naked back, while Andrew reached his and down and felt Tom’s dick through his jeans.

“Hard day?” Andrew asked.

Tom chuckled then pushed Andrew up against the door. He wrapped his hand around his husband’s caged dick. The two continued to make out up against the door, Andrew’s prisoner restrained on the floor a few feet away. Andrew started kissing Tom’s body, working his way down, kissing his neck, then his hairy chest, then his stomach. As he bent down, making a path of kisses toward Tom’s cock, Andrew unbuckled Tom’s belt and pulled down Tom’s jeans and boxer briefs.

Andrew kissed Tom’s belly button, and then kissed once more an inch above Tom’s hard dick. Tom reached down to grab Andrew’s head, expecting Amdrew to start sucking him off.

But Andrew pulled away.

“Wait honey,” he said, standing back up and whispering in Tom’s ear, “we have a prisoner for that.”

Tom looked over at Kyle, sitting securely bound, his head right at cock height, and his mouth forced open by the ring gag.

Tom smiled at his sadistic and creative husband, very excited about this suggestion. Tom stepped out from his underwear and jeans. Holding his erect dick, he walked toward the struggling prisoner on his floor. Tom stepped in front of Kyle, slid his cock down Kyle’s forced-open mouth, and started fucking his throat.

To be continued …