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Harrison’’s jaw dropped and he had to stifle a moan.  God, if he looked that good from the back, he could only imagine how good he would look from the front.  And wrapping his legs around such a man, so gorgeous and slender in a black corset and studded boots?  Well Harrison was certainly more than half hard now.  [ TXT MSG:  You’re fucking beautiful 🙂 I would be happy to ride you as long and hard as you’d like. ]

Syx was still rubbing himself through his panties when he got the message, Holding his phone up one handed Syx grinned and typed out, [TXT: Long certainly, but only hard in one sense of the word my captive. I’d coil myself around that dick of yours. Fill every hole you have. Milk you dry before I’m through. ]

Harrison was laying on his bed now, leisurely touching himself with a light hand.  He couldn’t stop thinking about the image of himself in Syx’s lap – hard and eager to please his dom.  So when he saw the latest text, his poor blue brain almost exploded.  His expansive imagination fired to life, filling his mind with those delicious images.  And he wrapped his hand around his dick with a lusty moan, trying to imagine what it would feel like to have that tentacle coiled around him.  He bit his lip as he typed a hasty reply [TXT MSG: I’m so hard for you right now. ]   Then he hastily added [TXT MSG: I don’t have a refractory period like humans do so…. ]

Syx had lost the undies, only in the corset and boots now, his fingers pushing into himself at a languid pace. He fumbled with the phone one handed, an eager smile growing, [TXT: Neither do I >;) ]  god that was going to be amazing. He rocked into his hand eagerly as his fingers caught the tip of his tentacle. That itself gave him a thought, he added quickly after, [TXT: I want you inside of me too. Hold you down and slide you in my sheath with my tentacle. ]

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“Ah ha!” Harrison exclaimed as his search revealed the boots he was looking for. He wiggled into them still nude and half hard, requiring all his willpower not to touch himself while thinking of ‘his’ villain. Using the mirrored ceiling over his bed, he took several selfies – still topless but with his legs discreetly crossed. Best to leave some things to imagination, he thought as he relished the sight of his long legs in the black boots, bits of blue peeking out among the zig zag of laces.  

[TXT MSG: And what does this earn me? ] he replies, attaching several of the pictures.

Syx had started fussing around in his room, idly sorting through his wardrobe now that he was in there when his phone chimed at him again. His mouth fell open at those pictures, imagining what would be revealed to him when he pushed those legs apart. His hand wandered between his legs, cupping himself. Looking around he whistled for a brain bot to help him into his favorite corset, one both Anna and Wayne dearly adored. he slipped on his gloves and added a spiked choker for good measure. Attaching a photo he sent, [TXT: Until those gorgeous legs are wrapped around me? Nothing but a teaser. ]

Harrison’’s jaw dropped and he had to stifle a moan.  God, if he looked that good from the back, he could only imagine how good he would look from the front.  And wrapping his legs around such a man, so gorgeous and slender in a black corset and studded boots?  Well Harrison was certainly more than half hard now.  [ TXT MSG:  You’re fucking beautiful 🙂 I would be happy to ride you as long and hard as you’d like. ]

Syx was still rubbing himself through his panties when he got the message, Holding his phone up one handed Syx grinned and typed out, [TXT: Long certainly, but only hard in one sense of the word my captive. I’d coil myself around that dick of yours. Fill every hole you have. Milk you dry before I’m through. ]

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Harrison had headed back inside still stark naked, depositing his magazine and empty soda bottle lazily on the kitchen island. Now he was in the closet with a glass of water reconstituting cubes, each of which contained his seldom worn but well loved fetish clothing choices. He found several pairs of black boots, but not the ones he had in mind and was just getting discouraged when the text came in. He took a break from the pile of leather to imagine bending low to worship those boots, working his way up in eager anticipation. [TXT MSG: I would kiss every single stud ]

God that image left him feeling weak in the knees. Syx flopped back on his bed as he read that. Eyes closed as he played that out in his mind with the same vivid intensity he entertained himself with in solitary. Finally remembering his phone he snatched it up again, [TXT: My good little captive would certainly earn his prize that way. ]

“Ah ha!” Harrison exclaimed as his search revealed the boots he was looking for. He wiggled into them still nude and half hard, requiring all his willpower not to touch himself while thinking of ‘his’ villain. Using the mirrored ceiling over his bed, he took several selfies – still topless but with his legs discreetly crossed. Best to leave some things to imagination, he thought as he relished the sight of his long legs in the black boots, bits of blue peeking out among the zig zag of laces.  

[TXT MSG: And what does this earn me? ] he replies, attaching several of the pictures.

Syx had started fussing around in his room, idly sorting through his wardrobe now that he was in there when his phone chimed at him again. His mouth fell open at those pictures, imagining what would be revealed to him when he pushed those legs apart. His hand wandered between his legs, cupping himself. Looking around he whistled for a brain bot to help him into his favorite corset, one both Anna and Wayne dearly adored. he slipped on his gloves and added a spiked choker for good measure. Attaching a photo he sent, [TXT: Until those gorgeous legs are wrapped around me? Nothing but a teaser. ]

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Harrison stretches out lazily in the shallow water, setting his magazine completely to the side in favor of his phone.  He sips his sparkling juice as he types.  [TXT MSG: That would be my genuine pleasure.  I can’t wait to see what is in those sexy panties ]

Syx hand covered himself and gone back to his snacking when he got the reply, [TXT: I eagerly await it. ;3 ]

Harrison slips off the lounge and ducks under the water, letting himself sink and stretch in the deeper parts of the tub to cool his head.  He probably should apply more sunscreen if he was going to stay out since the water and sweat had washed most of it away.  And he hated getting that purple sheen of sunburn on the top of his head.  Surfacing for air, he notices another text.   [TXT MSG: Is there anything else you are longing for my overlord?  I’m eager to please ]

Syx wasn’t sure what to do with himself now, sprawled on the black leather couch he snatched up the phone when the notification rang out. He mused; what all did he want? Well, one thing did stick out in his head. [TXT: You on your knees showing me just how much you love me in my boots. ] with a quick trip to his closet a picture soon followed of a pair of tall black leather boots covered in shiny studs. 

Harrison had headed back inside still stark naked, depositing his magazine and empty soda bottle lazily on the kitchen island. Now he was in the closet with a glass of water reconstituting cubes, each of which contained his seldom worn but well loved fetish clothing choices. He found several pairs of black boots, but not the ones he had in mind and was just getting discouraged when the text came in. He took a break from the pile of leather to imagine bending low to worship those boots, working his way up in eager anticipation. [TXT MSG: I would kiss every single stud ]

God that image left him feeling weak in the knees. Syx flopped back on his bed as he read that. Eyes closed as he played that out in his mind with the same vivid intensity he entertained himself with in solitary. Finally remembering his phone he snatched it up again, [TXT: My good little captive would certainly earn his prize that way. ]

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Harrison stretches out lazily in the shallow water, setting his magazine completely to the side in favor of his phone.  He sips his sparkling juice as he types.  [TXT MSG: That would be my genuine pleasure.  I can’t wait to see what is in those sexy panties ]

Syx hand covered himself and gone back to his snacking when he got the reply, [TXT: I eagerly await it. ;3 ]

Harrison slips off the lounge and ducks under the water, letting himself sink and stretch in the deeper parts of the tub to cool his head.  He probably should apply more sunscreen if he was going to stay out since the water and sweat had washed most of it away.  And he hated getting that purple sheen of sunburn on the top of his head.  Surfacing for air, he notices another text.   [TXT MSG: Is there anything else you are longing for my overlord?  I’m eager to please ]

Syx wasn’t sure what to do with himself now, sprawled on the black leather couch he snatched up the phone when the notification rang out. He mused; what all did he want? Well, one thing did stick out in his head. [TXT: You on your knees showing me just how much you love me in my boots. ] with a quick trip to his closet a picture soon followed of a pair of tall black leather boots covered in shiny studs. 

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That picture makes Harrison’s jaw drop.  Goddamn those straps of black on blue skin look hot.  He has several similar pairs but that smooth flat front with no bulge has him licking his lips in curiousity.  It takes a moment for his brain to restart in order to type [TXT MSG:  That prize would be worth begging for.  I want to slip my tongue between each little strap >=P ]

Syx bit his lips as he ran that image through his mind, running a finger across the straps in question, [TXT: Because you wouldn’t be allowed to use your hands. You’d have to pull them off with your teeth. ]

Harrison stretches out lazily in the shallow water, setting his magazine completely to the side in favor of his phone.  He sips his sparkling juice as he types.  [TXT MSG: That would be my genuine pleasure.  I can’t wait to see what is in those sexy panties ]

Syx hand covered himself and gone back to his snacking when he got the reply, [TXT: I eagerly await it. ;3 ]

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Harrison chuckled, looking up from his magazine to see the message.  [TXT MSG: Oh ho it takes more than that to get me to beg my dear villain 😛 ]

More than up for the challenge Syx laughed and rearranged his clothing in order to snap a picture of his black strappy thong. Attaching the picture he replied, [TXT: It’d be too easy if you did. I prefer a challenge. You’ll have to beg before to touch the prize though. >:) ]

That picture makes Harrison’s jaw drop.  Goddamn those straps of black on blue skin look hot.  He has several similar pairs but that smooth flat front with no bulge has him licking his lips in curiousity.  It takes a moment for his brain to restart in order to type [TXT MSG:  That prize would be worth begging for.  I want to slip my tongue between each little strap >=P ]

Syx bit his lips as he ran that image through his mind, running a finger across the straps in question, [TXT: Because you wouldn’t be allowed to use your hands. You’d have to pull them off with your teeth. ]

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Harrison eased himself into the hot tub on the patio.  The heaters and the jets were off, so the water was actually nice and cool.  He stretched out on the long platform in the water like it was a lounge chair, with his phone, a drink, and the latest copy of Vogue nearby.  But he didn’t pick up his magazine until after he replied [TXT MSG: Speaking of mouths…. I believe there was mention of you sucking me off during my ‘kidnapping] 

Less than a minute later, a photo followed of Harrison twirling the wet swim shorts on a finger with a smirk and an arched eyebrow in challenge.  

Syx had given up on wiring and had headed into the kitchen for a food raid. Anna and Minion where off on a shopping trip leaving him to fend for himself, so it wasn’t his fault that he was forced to eat nothing but poptarts. That was his excuse anyway. Heading back out he checked his phone, grinning lustfully around the pastry in his mouth. [TXT: You are just begging to be re-kidnapped now. There was also talk about your lack of a gag reflex to prove. ]

Harrison chuckled, looking up from his magazine to see the message.  [TXT MSG: Oh ho it takes more than that to get me to beg my dear villain 😛 ]

More than up for the challenge Syx laughed and rearranged his clothing in order to snap a picture of his black strappy thong. Attaching the picture he replied, [TXT: It’d be too easy if you did. I prefer a challenge. You’ll have to beg before to touch the prize though. >:) ]