FSE

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Shane awakened to his sexual interests relatively late into his life. At least in comparison to his peers. Not that he was old, being a young twenty-three year old stallion. Puberty had long since passed for him, and for years, his right hand had been all the stimulation he needed when rowdy.

However, the day that he realized fetishes were a thing, his interests exploded wildly. There were very few things he found he did not enjoy, at least when it came to roleplaying in kink based chat rooms online.

Now normally, deviating from vanilla sexual interests occurs when one comes across some random video on the internet. When a link to a link from an obscure random webpage brings a person to something different. Perhaps even a typo written into the search bar of ones favorite homosexual pornography website can cause things to stir.

For Shane, his awakening interests occurred when he wanted to surprise his dad for Father's Day, and accidentally walked in on him and his secretary... exploring.

Seeing his father gagged and blindfolded, wearing nothing but a black leather corset. Thomas Finley was hanging from the living room ceiling by a series of extremely well tied ropes and knots, helplessly dribbling from his tight metal chastity cage into a doggy bowl on the floor.

All while the short mousey secretary in black rubber tights and a rubber sports bra stared wide-eyed at Shane with his hand paused on the large red dildo he was pushing into his bosses behind.

Shane watched his father drool into his ball gag while making horny whimpering noises, completely unaware his son was standing in the doorway, watching him with his pants beginning to strain.

After a moment of utter confusion and awkward silence, Shane shook his head while blushing just as furious as the mouse, and placed a single finger to his lips.

The suddenly terrified mouse slowly nodded, and watched as the child of his boss slowly backed out of the house and shut the door quietly behind him.

This was how Shane found out about the wide world of kinks, sexuality beyond masturbation, lust for domination, and attraction to his surprisingly submissive father.

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Being one of those Trust Fund Babies, Shane never needed to actually work. Essentially, his fathers company was paying him monthly to just stay out of their way and not do anything to lessen the name of the company.

He was more than happy to keep completely disconnected from it. He never got into trouble, spending his days reading mystery novels, going to the gym, gaming and occasionally cleaning his apartment. Despite his wealth, he lived a relatively low profile, only being known slightly amongst his neighbors.

For two years since he came across his dad enjoying his break from work, Shane left his home even less, spending the majority of his time on various chat sites, roleplaying with kinky furries who loved to wax on and on about what made their balls tingle.

The secretary also became a good friend of Shane once he realized he wouldn't be called out for what he was doing with his boss. In fact, Shane paid him a decent sum of money to teach him how to dominate and control a sub.

The mouse even let Shane sit on on his sessions with his dad, sitting in the arm chair while stroking himself slowly, watching his blindfolded and gagged dad become even more aroused, knowing someone was watching.

It didn't take long for the mouse to realize that Shanes attraction to his own father was real, and intense. He began to find himself developing new kinks as Shane worked on exploring new fetishes, using the dominant mouse to help test them on his father.

His kinky father even enjoyed the thrill even more once the secretary told him that pictures, and videos, were being taken by his mysterious new master.

After two long years, and hundreds of hours of sexual exploration, Shane finally set a plan in motion to make his father, his permanent plaything.

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"So master, we are really going to meet your friend who's been watching and filming us together? Does he really insist I move into his home permanently as his toy?" Tom asked hesitantly from the back seat of his SUV.

The tag on his leather collar jingled slightly as he spoke, his leather pup-play hood only slightly muffling his words.

The mouse nodded once while turning the wheel up a street that lead to the outskirts of the city. A relatively nice view as they drove down quiet roads through well-maintained neighborhoods.

"Yes my pet, this is why you've spent the last year working so you can semi-retire. Any meetings you need to attend can be done through video calls, and you can enjoy yourself while I and your new master take care of every little need you have." The mouse replied with no small hint of lust in his voice.

Thomas strained against his nub cage, already knowing he was dribbling into the thick, cushy diaper his new master had left him on his last visit. The diaper was different, and unusual, but comfortable and cute. The unicorns and flowers a drastic change from the normal plain white diapers he had been forced to wear.

He couldn't help but rock his hips into the slick padding, unable to feel anything other than his balls pressing into the cushiony underwear.

That, and the feeling of the thick, bulbous plug in his behind pressing him in all the right ways every time he rocked back into his seat.

"He bought a home just twenty minutes out of town just for us. He knows you are an important figure, and so he wanted to make sure you both have the most amount of privacy possible while you get used to your new lives together." The mouse explained after a few moments of silence as they drove past the sign signifying they were leaving the city limits.

They drove in silence save for Thomas' gentle crinkling as he slowly ground his cage into his diaper. He was surprised at first to find out they made baby style diapers for adults, but with a little teasing from his secretary, he found he loved to wear them more than expected.

Diapers worked great to keep toys pushed in nice and deep, while allowing him to remain restrained for longer than ever.

Eventually they pulled up to a large homestead. The fifteen acre land that previously homed a large herd of cows in the back, was so far away from any neighbors that there was complete privacy. The huge property even had multiple meters thick of spruce trees around the property line to keep out any prying eyes.

The house was unassuming, painted pale blue and the type of large family building one would find on a farm. They pulled up the driveway, with gravel crunching underneath the tires. The brakes squealed slightly as the vehicle rolled to a gentle stop.

"Okay my pet, stop humping against your sissy little baby diaper, I need to get your leash on." The mouse teased, his eyes sparkling as he looked in the rear view while undoing his own seat belt.

This caused the submissive stallion to let out a quiet moan of pleasure as he rocked back hard on his toy. His cock had been dribbling almost steadily once they turned onto the rougher dirt roads of the countryside. The vibrations of the vehicle giving him steady, but far too gentle pleasure.

When his door opened, the mouse had to climb up and he looked down at his boss with a twinkle in his eyes. He reached forward, and instead of undoing the seatbelt of his helpless boss, he reached down and gave the crotch of his diaper a firm squeeze.

"Such a nice change to not have to wipe down a sticky seat for once, I should have put you in diapers years ago. Who would have thought such a big horny stallion was such a sissy baby hmm?"

A few moments later, Thomas was walking behind his secretary, his thickly mittened hands clipped to his collar and rendering them useless as the mouse gently tugged on his leash.

He waddled slowly while groaning as he struggled to keep his toy from slipping out of his abused bottom. If anyone was watching from behind, they would see the hefty bulge in his seat as the thick infantile diaper did the work of stopping it from completely slipping out.

The constant arousal slowly became hesitation as they made their way to the front door. He couldn't resist the tug on his collar, with his secretary nowhere near as hesitant as him.

Which was explained as the mouse withdrew a large brass key from his pocket and slipped it into the bolt lock on the door, turning it with a smooth click.

"Alright my pet, welcome to your new home." The mouse said casually as he opened the door and stepped inside the large, open entryway.

The house was largely open concept. The entry way was just a small section of the surprisingly large living room. Which, just as expected, was decorated with adult sized furniture and toys that could only belong in a nursery. There was even a large stroller decorated with butterfly and flower designs placed next to the door for easy access.

The sight made his cock strain against his cage, thanks to his secretary explaining and training him how to be sexually attracted to such infantile things.

Any time they went to the grocery store, his secretary always took him through the baby supplies aisle multiple times on their way to fill the shopping cart. Every time they both had a small damp spot on their pants by the time they returned to their vehicle.

The kitchen was also open concept and fully visible from the doorway, which shut and locked behind them. Stainless steel appliances, black stone countertops, and pristine white cupboards. The only thing out of place was the large pink and white high chair with bondage restraints placed next to the dining room table.

That, and the massive jars of baby food, and empty baby bottles on the counter.

As he marveled at the sight, the mouse simply smirked at his boss, having helped decorate and set up the home over the past few months. After a few embarrassing moments, the mouse gave his leash a gentle tug.

"Because unlike you my pet, I am actually expected to be at the office five days a week. You will only be able to enjoy your more grownup bondage with me on the weekends. Now, you'll get all the time to become intimately familiar with all of this. Let's go greet your new master hmm?"

Thomas blushed beneath his hood, and mumbled a "Yes master" softly. His cock strained as his eyes roved over the numerous bondage baby things, but he followed behind his master with obedience, excitement, and nervousness.

After just a few steps, the sound of a speaker turning on, from a room down the hallway before them, sounded. After the soft "bloop" sound, the sound of his secretary speaking down to him with lust, and the soft slurping sound of a toy being pushed in and out of his backside filled the house.

One of the many videos his new master had taken of his private sessions, where Thomas was blindfolded and at his secretary's whim.

He followed the tug on his leash behind his secretary, only to stop briefly upon rounding the corner and seeing the open doorway to what was likely his new bedroom.

Well, bedroom might be a stretch, nursery seemed a much more appropriate term.

On the far wall of the nursery, his video played. He was laying on a bench, dribbling from his cage onto the floor as the mouse in his favorite outfit fucked him from behind with an impressive strap on.

The person recording the video was silent save for heavy breathing which was barely audible, though it only made the old stallion strain harder against his cage.

The mouse pulled him into the room without speaking a word, stopping him just inside the doorway so he could look around but not intrude too much into the new space.

As expected, the nursery was designed for sissies. Lots of pink and flowery print for decorations. The large Tv playing his video was placed directly above the crib, filled with plush toys and restraints of all kinds.

A rocking horse sat to the side. There were the expected straps on the rounded runners, and the handle bars, with a small saddle velcroed to the wooden seat, keeping the glistening red horse dildo standing proud.

Another high chair sat beneath the window, this one with a dildo attached to the seat unlike the one in the kitchen.

A bouncer hung from the ceiling, made of shiny pink rubber, and attached to an electrical winch system to allow easy entrance while also allowing him to be raised up and helpless.

In front of the very well-stocked diaper changing table with the pink plastic mattress pad on top, was a highly embarrassing rubber duck styled training potty. Somehow his new master found one sized for adults.

He was panting softly as he took in the sights, watching himself being toyed with on the large screen while standing in such a kinky and infantile room. Without realizing, he found his secretary gripping the base of the plug in his butt through the seat of his diaper, and was slowly pushing it in and out to help keep him horny.

But, when he turned to look at the mouse, he froze in shock upon seeing the naked form of his new master. Sitting casually on the red armchair in the corner, shamelessly stroking his fully erect shaft without a care.

"Hey dad, welcome to your new home."