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Boothill was let loose, Argenti letting him into the play room for him to explore his various toys and tools. Boothill had sat himself on the floor in front of one of the dressers, looking at all the different gags Argenti had tucked away in the second to last drawer. He had pulled out all of them, setting them on the floor and showing the ones he liked to Argenti. Argenti was sat on the bed, answering and deleting miscellaneous emails he wasn't able to get to in the office, he was very close to getting it under 500. Boothill pulled out the last one, shoved way in the back. A rubber bit gag, except the bit looked like a little dog bone, Boothill gasped,
"Lord! Why'd ya never use this one!"
Boothill asked excitedly, wiggling over and holding it up for Argenti to see. The tags of his collar jingled as he shimmied over to his owner excitedly.
"Oh! Why I forgot I had this one. Give it here, I'll keep it safe."
Argenti held out his hand and Boothill set the gag in it, Argenti setting it on top of one of the decorative pillows of the bed. As Argenti turned back around, Boothill was still there, on his knees looking up at his lord. He had placed his hands on the bed, setting his head down and making that face he knew Argenti couldn't resist. Argenti sighed, patting his head.
"Yes yes, you are very pretty. Now go on, keep playing puppy."
Boothill nuzzled into his hand, shuffling on his knees back over to the dresser. Boothill very meticulously started to put the gags away, folding them up just as Argenti had taught him and lining them up by type. He gently closed the drawer and opened the very bottom one. It revealed a mess of frayed and somewhat tangled ropes, things that Argenti must've planned to toss and then never got to; shoving them away to be forgotten about. Boothill took them out, setting them to the side to see if there was anything else his lord may have tucked away. Far in the back, a small black case laid in the corner. Boothill unzipped it and revealed a set of eight long, thin, and slightly curved metal rods. His brows furrowed, he'd never seen anything like these, they were far to small to be any kind of dildo. Boothill was snapped out of his contemplation when he heard the soft thunk of Argenti's computer as he closed the lid. Boothill turned slightly to look at him, smiling, always happy to see his lord. Argenti was rubbing the back of his neck, obviously tired but smiled back and noticed the case,
"What do you have there, little one?"
Argenti asked, knowing full well what it was. He knew it was in this drawer, and he hoped Boothill would find it. Boothill lifted it to show him,
"What are these for lord? I ain't never seen anything like it."
Boothill asked in turn as Argenti took the case from him, pulling out the third rod.
"Well, they are for prostate stimulation."
Argenti said flatly, examining the rods for any damage. Boothill's face scrunched, trying to think how it would work
"But lord, they're so thin, I don't think they'd work all too well…"
Argenti just smiled at him, reaching his hand out and cupping his chin, guiding his head up.
"They don't go in your ass, puppy."
Boothill opened his mouth to argue, but then thought, and then grew red. His eyes traveled to the largest one, Argenti pulling his chin up again. Argenti watched as his face continued to grow such a lovely shade of crimson, his pupils blowing wide. Argenti looked over the rods some more, Boothill tried to speak but Argenti hushed him, letting him stay there on his knees.
"Hmm they are still in good condition after all this time. How about we try them out tonight? What say you, little one."
Argenti asked, holding the smallest one up to Boothill's face,
"To-tonight lord?"
"Did I stutter?"
Argenti said, slipping two fingers under Boothill's collar and pulling him forward roughly,
"No lord! Tonight, we do it tonight, my lord."
Boothill said, agreeing with his owner. Argenti smiled, leaning down and kissing him on the forehead, pulling a happy whine out of the slave.
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Boothill was made to sit at the dining table as Argenti made dinner, keeping a solid posture and watching Argenti intently. Every so often Boothill would fluff his hair, make sure his tags were laying nicely, and flatten out his shirt, he was told to look pretty after all. A few more minutes went by until Argenti was walking out with two plates, placing one in front of Boothill. Boothill looked down at it, a beautiful chicken and rice dish with cheesy broccoli, his mouth instantly started to water. Argenti told him he could eat and they both started to dig in. Once they were almost done Argenti spoke,
"Boothill, I know what I said this afternoon, but know that you do not have to do it. Have you thought over it?"
Argenti asked, this wasn't something that they had ever discussed before, and he knew how intimidating it was. Argenti remembered the first time he did it, he never felt so small. Boothill wiped his mouth and gathered his thoughts for a moment,
"I'd like to at least try milord, we can always stop."
Boothill said, looking over the table at him, Argenti smiled.
"Indeed we can my love, for any reason at all." Argenti assured him, "now how about you clean up and I'll set it up, ok?" Boothill nodded and immediately started to grab the plates, stacking them to carry in one hand and picking up his glass of water to pour out, but Argenti stopped him,
"Finish your water first my dear."
Argenti said, a slight authoritative tone in his voice, both of them starting to slip into their head spaces quickly. Boothill finished the glass, Argenti praised him and they went their separate ways. Boothill set the dishes in the sink, starting the process of washing, rinsing and setting them in the drying rack. Argenti collected the supplies he would need, first heading to the bathroom to thoroughly wash the sound with antibacterial soap. He set the now washed sound on a clean paper towel, then grabbed a pair of clean latex gloves; finally an alcohol wipe and lube. Boothill came upstairs a moment later, standing nervously in the doorway. Argenti turned and moved his finger in a 'come here' gesture, Boothill quickly rushing up to him.
"Undress and stay, I have a few more things to get."
Argenti ordered, walking past him and back to the bathroom,
"Yes lord."
Boothill responded automatically, starting to pull his T-shirt over his head. Argenti ran a washcloth under extra hot water, it would cool off to a more comfortable temperature by the time he used it, wringing it out most of the way. Argenti came back, setting the washcloth down and looking at Boothill's beautiful nude body. He had filled out over the last few months, arms thicker and more toned, thighs becoming soft, tummy jutting out just slightly; he was so perfect. Argenti guided him to lay back on the bed, Argenti leaned down and kissed Boothill's chest, soft and gentle. Argenti worked his way up to his neck, finishing off with a proper kiss to his slaves soft lips. Argenti told him to stay again, leaving him for just a moment to grab a soft red rope. He came back quickly, Boothill instinctively giving Argenti his hands, Argenti smiled,
"What a good boy, this is just to keep you still, ok? You need to try and stay as still as you can tonight."
Boothill nodded as Argenti spoke and tied his hands, hooking them up an over the extra bed post Argenti installed just for times like this. Argenti made sure he was comfortable, sitting him up with a few pillows and making sure his joints weren't being strained by the pull of the ropes. Argenti grabbed the washcloth with one hand, Boothill's cock with the other and started to wipe him down. Soft little whimpers already escaping the cowboy, Argenti smiled, enjoying his little song. He finished up quickly, just getting off any oils and dirt from the long day, tossing the cloth in the hamper once he was done. Argenti reached over to the side table once again, Boothill tensed as Argenti reached towards the sound, moving past to grab the gloves, pulling them on. Argenti noticed his tense body, leaning down and kissed his cheek
"Take a breath puppy, you are ok. I'll take care of you. It won't hurt… Too much."
Argenti said, giving him a few more feather light pecks, waiting for Boothill's body to slowly start to unwind. They breathed together for a few minutes, Boothill following his lord's pace. Once Boothill had relaxed more, Argenti picked up the sound, Boothill tensed again but not as bad as before. Argenti also picked up a small packet, ripping it open, the smell of alcohol hitting Boothill a moment later as Argenti started to wipe it down thoroughly. Argenti tossed the packet and tiny cloth to the side, picking up an unopened bottle of lube with his now free hand; ripping it open. Boothill listened to the familiar snap and watched as his lord covered the metal, then covering Boothill's cock, he gasped at the sudden cold sensation.
"How are you feeling my love?"
Argenti asked, checking in and looking over his body, he watched as Boothill tried to form a coherent thought. Argenti was patient.
"N-nervous Milord, but I'm ok, green Lord"
Boothill responded, eyes flitting between his lord, the sound, and anything that wasn't either of those things.
"Good, you may stop this whenever you want, for any reason. Understood?"
Argenti assured him
"Yes lord, I understand."
Boothill responded,
"I'm going to start, it may hurt a bit at first, try to bear it. If it continues to hurt, tell me, this is an order."
Boothill nodded, watching as Argenti grabbed his cock, keeping it steady and rubbing his gloved thumb over the tip, just to watch him squirm. Argenti brought the sound to the tip, so very slowly he placed the rounded end to the small hole. He checked in with his slave, who nodded quickly, urging him on, so Argenti added pressure. Ever so slowly, he started to insert it, Boothill pulling in a sharp gasp. Argenti was right that it certainly didn't feel good, but it was something Boothill could breathe through. Argenti watched proudly as Boothill took long, slow, deep breaths, letting out the sweetest sounds when he exhaled.
When Argenti had it in about an inch he checked in with Boothill and made him look down, Boothill let out a whine and threw his head back, he felt dizzy in the best way. Argenti smiled,
"You are doing amazingly little one, do you think you can take more?"
Argenti asked, watching as Boothill did his best not the move as Argenti had told him before,
"I, I can do it my lord, I want it lord."
Boothill sputtered out, voice cracking, throat dry from his deep breathing. Argenti praised him more, he wanted so badly to lean down and kiss him but at their angle he'd have to move it deeper. Argenti gathered all the self restraint he could, deciding to just softly massage one of Boothill's thighs, calming him. As he felt Boothill start to relax, he started to slowly push the sound in more. Another inch, then they rested, and another inch. Once it was about half way in, Boothill could start to feel that tightness in his belly, as Argenti nudged it just the right way it hit that spot, Boothill's back arching suddenly. A cry spilled from his lips, nearly cumming from the sudden intense sensation, Boothill heard a soft chuckle from above him,
"Oh? Is puppy starting to like it?"
Argenti asked, that slight menacing and mocking tone on his tongue. Boothill whined, he did, it felt amazing. Boothill nodded quickly
"Yes, yes lord, it feels really good," Boothill cried out, wiggling his hips up slightly, "can… can I please have more lord?" Boothill boldly asked, Argenti was taken aback for a moment, pride welling up in his chest a moment later.
"Yes little one, you can have more. Take a nice deep breath for me, Boothill."
Argenti said, making sure he was focused. Boothill looked him in the eye, nodding confidently. Argenti guided him to take a long, deep breath. as Boothill released it, Argenti pushed the metal the rest of the way in until he felt some resistance. Boothill groaned, his back arching high off the bed as he was filled, his mind and body overcome with pleasure.
"There you go, that's it."
Argenti praised as he let him go, looking down at the securely placed sound, Boothill looked down to see the same thing. He loved it. Only an inch or so of metal remained visible, Argenti leaned down, now finally able to give him a proper kiss. He gently guided Boothill's mouth open, licking along his lips and letting their tongues mingle. Argenti broke it off after some time, looking at his little slave. His eyes were blown wide, full of love and lust, Boothill pushed his head forward, silently asking for more kisses. Argenti smiled, leaning down and giving him what he wanted, softer this time. Argenti broke it off again, sitting back up, Boothill whining at the loss.
"No whining puppy. Don't you want to cum?"
Argenti asked, wrapping his gloved hand around Boothill's length. Boothill cried out, his hips bucking up into the touch. Boothill tried to pin his hips back down, trying to be good for his lord.
"Yes lord, I wanna, I wanna cum lord."
Boothill sputtered out, looking down to see Argenti run his fingers up to the tip and grabbing the sound. Argenti reached over to the nightstand to grab the lube again, snapping it open and pouring extra over his slaves cock, letting it pour down to his ass as well. Slowly, Argenti started to pull the sound out, then slowly sliding it back in, pulling a near scream of a moan out of Boothill.
"That's it, don't cum just yet, not until it's out."
Argenti ordered,
"Yes lord!"
Boothill cried out as his lord continued to slowly thrust the sound in and out, making Boothill let out the most beautiful melody of moans and cries. Once Argenti had it out about half way, he gently nudged his middle finger into Boothill's ass, a sharp gasp escaping the slave. He wiggled his finger deeper, feeling around to find that sweet spot. Another sharp cry as Argenti found it, he thrust the sound in once more before sliding it out completely. Argenti slipped another finger in, leaning down and whispering into Boothill's ear,
"Come for me, little one."
Argenti said, biting at Boothill's ear. Boothill's hands fluttered above him, his back arching for the final time as he came harder than he ever had; spilling over his own stomach. Argenti smiled, watching Boothill shake and pant, the soft little whimpers escaping him every so often. Argenti quickly slipped off his gloves and reached up to pull the quick release for his bound hands, catching them before they fell limply. Once Boothill realized his hands were free, he gripped onto Argenti, wrapping his arms around him. Argenti scooped him up, pulling him in and letting him nuzzle into Argenti's chest.
Argenti let him rest for a while, praising him over and over for being so brave and so beautiful. He did do amazing after all, everything he said was the truth, he saw that beauty with his own eyes. He guided Boothill up a bit, looking him in the eyes, Argenti could see he was coming up a bit from his sub space.
"How do you feel little one?"
Argenti asked, cupping his face, wiping his tears and tucking loose lock of hair behind his ear.
"Good milord. Loose, relaxed, s'good."
Boothill slurred out, rubbing his eye, he was already getting sleepy.
"Good, do you think you can walk dear?"
Argenti asked
"Yes lord, I think I can… Can't we cuddle for a little longer lord?"
Boothill sheepishly asked, grabbing onto Argenti's shirt, not wanting to let go,
"Of course we can, after you go to the bathroom, we don't want you getting an infection."
Argenti explained, helping him up,
"Ok milord… Lord?"
Boothill asked,
"What is it little one?"
"Thank ya for teaching me so many things, I really liked it, did you like it lord?"
"Very much so puppy," Argenti cupped his face again, "I love you Boothill." Kissing his forehead.
"I love you too Argenti, my lord…"