Samuel
#2 of This stuff is weird, don't read it.
So I recently started work on creating little personalities and characters out of a few of my stuffed animals, so that I have characters to use in art and stories. I wrote a couple more of these, and there are certainly more coming. I'm not going to upload these on FA until I manage to make a piece of art to go with them, so you guys get them first! I reccomend checking the tags for anything you don't like, because I'm too lazy to give you a proper warning other than this being a tad kinky and poorly written.
Samuel
I knocked at the door to my boyfriend's apartment, and prayed to god that Samuel wasn't going to- "Oh, hey Sam, is, uh... Is Jupe here?"
Samuel gave me a decisive, single nod, and then opened the door for me to come in. For about eight months I'd been in a relationship with Jupiter, but a month in he came out about being into plural marriage, and two months later he started dating Samuel. I was fine with this, and he had severe guilt about wanting everyone involved to be happy, even it meant him not being as happy as he could be, so I quickly was introduced to Samuel.
Me and Jupiter had always gotten along great, especially in bed since I we were down just about anything the other wanted to do, but then Samuel came in with his strong willed opinions about gear and rubber. I snuck out our hoards in a cardboard box to my apartment before Samuel could throw it all out, and when I got back I found that Samuel had brought his own equipment: a singular, massive, metal frame and enough rope to reach the moon. He'd brought a leather hood, leather ass-less chaps and a leather chastity cage, but his favorite tools were the riding crop and leather choke collar.
Samuel had made it clear after the first night that he wasn't a switch, in dominance or positions. He liked control, he liked using his dick, and he liked making one feel pain, discomfort, and humiliation. I snuck in past Samuel and scurried into the living room, only to find it empty.
Confusion entered my brain and then the door slammed shut as the whimpering echoed from Jupiter's apartment. I started for the door when Samuel stepped in front of me and grabbed my neck with his hand. I felt terror run through my body, and raised an eyebrow, trying to seem more confused than scared, even though I knew the mountain lion could smell it. "W-where's Jupiter?"
Samuel grinned harshly, "He's in the bedroom enjoying some quiet time. Right now I'm more interested in you."
"B-but Jupe wanted to play Cosmic Encounter-"
"Yeah, well, Tim said he couldn't come until eight, and since that's a couple hours away I thought we'd enjoy ourselves a bit first."
"Uh-huh. And, uh, where's Jupe?"
"He's having some quiet time, like I told you, now come on before I start squeezing."
"I-I-I o-okay..." He tugged on my neck slightly and kept holding it as I followed him into the bedroom, hearing Jupe in the closet whimpering the whole time. I was terrified out of my mind, and wanted so badly to go hug Jupiter, but as soon as my shirt was over my head I felt the leather choke collar around my neck, and quickly started pulling my pants down before he could start hurting me.
He had some inane power in his voice, and by simply saying, "Chastity," I knew to go open the closet door and behold my boyfriend dangling upside down from the ceiling, screaming through leather with tears dripping down his face. I reached passed his head and grabbed the chastity, giving him a worried look. I strapped the chastity on in front of him as he whimpered and whined at me. I adjusted the leather draw string to comfortably fit my balls, but a moment later had Samuel tugging on the leash, commanding me to tighten it. I did so, and hit the point where my balls were feeling squeezed and my dick was screaming for air, as were my lungs. I snapped the little clip to lock it in place, and then grimaced as I was hoisted off the ground by my choke collar. I was held there, trying not to die as Samuel locked the metal clip in place with a small padlock, and then slipped the key inside the chastity, making it even more uncomfortable.
Sam let go of the choke collar and grabbed a roll of rope, grinning as I begrudgingly let him tie me to the bed. He tied the choke collar lead around his waist, so that when he pulled away my throat closed. He started the process of filling me immediately, and counted every thrust with the count of his riding crop against my stomach. I whimpered and whined every time, and soon felt lukewarm pre dribbling painfully out of my sheath, through my chastity, and onto my stomach. The rope burned against my skin, and I started straining to get away as Samuel started thrusting harder and harder.
My whimpers turned to screams as each thrust became more powerful, and suddenly I felt a grating feeling inside me before he grabbed my thighs and roared through his teeth, pumping me full of his cum. I groaned, easily admitting to enjoying his superior will, but continually terrified by how superior it was. I tried getting away but he stepped a foot back, yanking my neck upwards as the collar tightened painfully, holding me still and without air. I lay there, slowly turning blue, fear running through my whole body as I felt my vision impair as my lungs burned, and then suddenly he stepped forward and reached over to loosen the leash. I inhaled so much I felt like my lungs were going to explode, and howled as cum shot through my member inside its sheath, and then through the chastity and onto my chest.
I panted and whimpered and whined for what felt like hours, only to suddenly feel my chastity slipped off my body. I lifted my head to see Jupiter pulling it off as Samuel unhooked my ankles from the bed. After I was freed, Jupiter pulled me out of bed and together he and Samuel pulled my clothes on me. I felt used and drained, emotionally and physically, but as Samuel dressed me and walked me and Jupiter out to the living room, I saw something in Sam's eyes.
Even if he could be a completely possessive person sometimes, I was always reminded that he still cared about us. He sat me down in the couch with Jupiter, bundled us up in a blanket, and put in the next disk of X-Files for us. A moment later we were handed mugs of hot chocolate, and he kissed us both on the foreheads. It was sweet, and one episode of X-Files later our night continued as planned, only with a little more soreness around my neck and groin.