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calves. My cock was hard and leaking, but I didn’t touch myself. I was too busy enjoying the leather under my lips.
    Cain smacked my ass again with the crop. “Keep going,” he commanded when I paused, bringing the crop down again.
    “Now lick your way up my leg,” Cain ordered when I’d reached the top of his other boot. I licked and kissed my way up, feeling the hard muscle under the soft leather, and finally reached his crotch.
    The front of his pants featured a removable codpiece, struggling to contain his cock. I mashed my face into the bulge, feeling the hard length beneath the leather pouch. Cain grabbed the codpiece and ripped it off, the metal buttons snapping as they released. His cock sprung forth, big and heavy in my face. I parted my lips and moved forward, the tip of the shaft slipping into my mouth.
    “Work my balls, first,” Cain commanded, slapping the crop down on my back. I let go of his cock and buried my face in his balls, mouthing at the big nuts, the musky smell of him filling my nose, mingling with the heady scent of leather.
    “Good boy,” Cain said, smacking me again with the crop. As I licked and worshiped his balls Cain kept up a litany of praise, the crop slapping down on my skin with regular intervals.
    “Now suck it,” Cain growled, grabbing his cock at the base and aiming it at my mouth. “Swallow it!”
    Cain fucked into my mouth roughly, grabbing a hold of my ears and using them to hold me still. The pulling on my ears was uncomfortable, and his cock was going in too deep and too fast for me to take it gracefully.
    Cain didn’t care. He fucked into my mouth with a frenzy, spurred on by my gagging and choking. When he finally came he pulled back, shooting his load all over my face and chest. He stood over me, wrapped in gleaming black leather, grunting as the big drops of come splashed onto my skin.
    It felt like he was marking me.
    My face wet with tears, drool on my chin, I sat back on my haunches and panted for breath. I grabbed my cock, turned on and ready to come. I could feel my balls pull up, ready to shoot my load.
    Cain smacked my arm, harder than any of the other times before. “Did I tell you to jerk off!?” he snarled at me, towering over me with a menacing expression.
    “No, Sir,” I said, letting go of my cock. It was too late, however, the sight of him sternly ordering me I couldn’t come was better than a hand on my cock. I came, sperm dribbling out of my shaft as I struggled to suppress the orgasm.
    Cain looked at me, his expression unimpressed.
    “I think I have a solution for that,” he said, suddenly sporting an evil smile. He looked like some sort of leather sex demon, ready to drag me off and have his way with me, and it was incredibly hot.
    “Lay down on your back, hands behind your head and spread your legs,” Cain ordered, turning around, not waiting to see if I would obey. He marched off, his ass hugged by his leather breeches, gleaming boots stomping on the floor.
    I did as instructed, exposing my belly and spent cock, feeling dirty and depraved. I waited.
    “You’ve been a bad boy,” Cain said as he came back, planting his legs on either side of my chest, standing over me like a conqueror. My dick gave an interested twitch, getting hard again even though I had just orgasmed.
    Cain lifted one of his boots and planted it on my chest. He didn’t push down, but let it rest there. I could feel the weight of him pushing down as I expanded my lungs to breathe, and when he shifted his foot so that the rubber sole of his boot landed on my nipple, grinding into it firmly, pulling and rubbing it raw, I couldn’t help but whimper in pleasure.
    “I’m going to lock your little dick up tight, Ethan. You’ve shown me that you can’t be trusted to control yourself, so I will do it for you.”
    With that he bent down next to me and grabbed my cock. It was hard as granite once again, so Cain took my balls in his palm and squeezed . It hurt like hell,