Booked And Locked
It's been a few weeks since Ric hooked up with his online dom, Sir, and truth be told, the rabbit has never been happier! However, in keeping with November's events, Sir has ordered the rabbit to wear a cage, which has led to some rough nights sleeping. The bookseller's assistant suggested that Ric try some hypnosis, although possibly not in this way....
I wanted to make an entry into this month's Hypnovember and challenge myself to write something a bit longer too! It was a blast to write! Thanks to bingturong for help proofing. I hope everyone enjoys!
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Booked And Locked
Chastity, Hypnosis
Bunny
M/M
Word Count: 2168
Between the growing Christmas stock and the ever-shortening daylight, November was always a struggle. Ric despised the season. He didn't want to deal with the constant crescendo of stress caused by customers, each complaining why the rabbit didn't stock the latest crime thriller (despite the sign saying antique bookstore) or why there were no clothes for sale (in a bookstore). It was just so...tiring.
"Hey boss? Ric?"
"Huh?" The rabbit was lost in thought, had been since the start of the month. "Sorry Flo, you said something?"
"Yeah, I was just going to get these orders posted off. You doing okay? You look like, well, shit."
The sales assistant had no idea. Ric couldn't exactly say that was bothering him. Not the cage. Not the long nights talking with his Sir. Performing for him.Acting like a completely different person. It's way too inappropriate to discuss bedroom talk in the workplace. Let alone the doe under the rabbit's employ.
"Yeah, just been sleeping a bit crap, sorry if it's been worrying you."
The doe cocked her head, before shrugging. "Yeah, I feel you. If you want, I can pick some melatonin from the drugstore on the way back, or you could try hypnosis or something?"
"H-hypnosis?" Ric's ears sprang up at the suggestion. Crap! Play it off as an itch. Did she buy it? Good.
"Yeah, you know, help you relax or something. It worked for my sister when she was quitting her vape. Besides..." Flo waved a hoof at the stacks of dusty textbooks from decades past. At a rough estimate, you want to say there were at least six thousand or so books on the shelves surrounding you. "...There's probably some old tome about it in here."
Good point...
"I'll think about it, Flo. Tell you what, the shop's dead with the rain, I'll close up here, and you get yourself home."
"Are you sure boss?"
"Yes yes, I am. Besides, by the time you get through the traffic, it will be about five anyhow. I'll cash up and all that."
The deer pursed her lips. There was something off about the rabbit shuttering up early. Not unusual, but uncommon. Not only that, she's never known Ric to not work; taking downtime to restock shelves or list the more valuable stock online. Still, he was the boss.
"Sure, I'll see you Tuesday then!" Flo hefted the mailsack up, stumbling to the door, nearly knocking a stack of books precariously stacked up. With a small wave, the doe left, leaving Ric alone.
The coney fumbled and locked the door. Alone. He was free to let loose. Ric pulled his phone out and typed a message.
Ric: Closed early Sir. Would hypnosis be of interest for you?
Ric bit his lower lip before hitting send. Fuck! He can't stand this much longer! The rabbit unbuckled his belt, undoing his trousers before pulling his ball sack out. The warm metal ring and cage gleamed under the LED lights, reminding the rabbit of his situation. For the rest of the month, his online dom and Ric had come to a mutual companionship, where Sir (what the honey badger was to be referred to) got sexual gratification of daily photos of the sub's chastity cage, whilst Ric got the control he so desperately craved.
The phone dinged.
Sir: Glad to hear that pet! And hypnosis sounds fun for breaking you into your new life :P
Ric : >.< Glad to hear it Sir!
"Message me when you're upstairs - clothes off and collar only. Photo to prove your willingness to me".
Ric's cage bulged. F-fuck! He made sure to keep his paws close to his chest; touching made the throbbing worse. He carefully manoeuvred his manhood back inside his slacks, leaving the belt undone to give some relief.
"Yes Sir."
The cashing-up wasn't done. The rabbit bagged the cash and threw it in the safe, knowing it can be done the following day. Truth be told, he was too excited about his playtime! Ever since he got involved with Sir at the start of the month, there's been a different air about Ric's demeanour. Having the constant praise and affection; through text and video calls with his master made him feel valued. He was a bonsai, slowly being restricted and allowed to flourish in a way to bring a fuller version of himself out. Granted, a more submissive Ric, but a happier Ric.
With the shop secured, the lupine climbed the stairs to his flat. It was the perk living above his shop - there was never a long journey home, or an excuse to be late to work. He was barely through the door when he unbuttoned his shirt.
"Okay Ric, nice and slow." The rabbit muttered to himself as he slid his shirt off, neatly folding it on the ottoman by the entrance, followed by his slacks and underwear. The cold air caused his fur to bristle from Ric's lithe frame. He was almost ready.
Almost.
The coney looked at the hook on the wall - his collar. It was one of the first things Sir ordered Ric to buy, a heavy latex collar, polished to a gleam with the rubber and buckles catching the landing's lights. Gingerly, the rabbit picked it up, savouring the feeling of the cool latex wrapping around his neck and tightened it. He felt sexy. Ready to be used.
To serve.
Ric took his phone from the ottoman, taking a few moments to position himself. Back to the wall, shoulders relaxed. The rabbit made sure to keep the metal cage in full view. With a downward tilt of his head, his long ears drooping, and made sure to look at the camera. Click!
Sir: Aww such a sexy pet!
Ric: Thank you, Sir! Happy to serve!
Sir: I know you are :P Sofa please, make sure you have your laptop out and your strap-on and lube. Headphones too. Call me when you have them all.
It took only a few moments to gather everything. The strap-on took the longest to get on, mainly with getting Ric's balls and cage into the hole of the neoprene pad, positioning the dildo so it sat naturally on the pubic mound. The pink silicone shaft stood out against the light grey fur. With the belt tightened, Ric made his way to the couch, powering his laptop on and hitting the call button on Sir's Discord.
"Aww, evening pet!"
"Evening Sir," The submissive rabbit leaned back, showing his dildo and cage off. It was easy to slip into this role; to be a creature of lust and service. "Pet is ready to please his owner!"
"Such a good pet! Good slut!" The honey badger chuckled, seeing his property blush under the praise. "Now pet, I know you've had this...hypnotic fantasy for a while now, and no doubt your cage has been bringing those fantasies upfront. Right?"
"Y-yes Sir." Ric picked his nails., for the past few weeks being locked, he'd been imagining scenarios with his owner, being brainwashed, made into a sexual object that loves being used. Fuck he loved it!
"Well pet, today is your lucky day." Sir leaned back in his chair, showing off his monochrome stripes. The well soft fur that his fine tuned muscles. "I've asked around and a friend gave me a script that you'll like. Now if my plaything wants, I can try and put you under?"
A low whine made its way from the rabbit's mouth as the steel cage uselessly lurched forward.
"What was that, slut?" Sir smirked, knowing exactly which buttons to press. "My slut wants to be brain fucked?"
"Y-yes Sir," Ric moaned. "Please make my mind yours!"
Sir paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before starting to ease the rabbit. Calming him down with his sugar-coated words; talking about a long stairway with a soft feather bed just past the final step. It was a simple image for the rabbit to conjure. Taking slow steps into oblivion. Each creak of imagined wood sapping the day's stress from Ric. One step after another. His muscles letting strength, relaxing into the sofa. Ric's eyes felt so heavy and he was vaguely aware of drool escaping his mouth.
"Aww that's right pet. Let your mind drool, escape as you just relax into my words," the honey badger chuckled, going off script. "Now you're five steps above the bed. Five steps before you sink completely and let go. You just want to let me do the thinking for you now. Right?"
"Yuss Sir," Ric droned out. At some point he let his eyelids shut. He didn't know when, didn't need to know.
"Good boy. Five"
Step.
"Four."
"Three. Almost there."
Another step, another inch towards helpless bliss.
"Two. So close! And..." The honey badger paused, seeing how vulnerable his pet was across the screen. Metal cage gleaming, cock filling the confined space. It was adorable how malleable he looked.
"One."
Sleep.
Everything went quiet for Ric. The bunny felt removed from reality, just going with the wave of unconsciousness. It was...lovely. He could vaguely hear the voice of Sir talking and he nodded along, mentioning how good it felt to listen. To obey. To serve. How pets are happy to please their master's cock. Yeah... it sounded good.
"Okay pet, focus."
The submissive's hearing tuned in focusing on the voice. On nothing else. The whirl of the air conditioning wasn't important. He had to listen.
"We're going to try some edging with the strap-on." The honey badger commanded. "Grab it, pet."
A second passed, the bunny processing before moving his heavy paw to the dildo, taking the thick silicone cock in his paw.
"Stroke...slowly."
With a bliss drunken nod, the rabbit started to pump the fake penis like his own. Ric felt the difference at first, the coldness bringing him up, but Sir lulled the rabbit back into trance. Stroking the cock, how it felt so good. Better even than his real cock!
"There we go, such a good slut," the honey badger made sure to check his screen recording. He didn't want to miss a single frame of this. "What you're doing is pleasing your master's cock. Each stroke brings your focus to him, knowing how good this whorish site is to your owner. Pets want to serve their owners, serving builds pressure deep inside their groin. Isn't that right pet?"
"Yuss Sir"
"That's right pet! Stroke and think of serving. No need to worry about reaching orgasm." The honey badger mindlessly fondled his groin, watching how the rabbit drooled and stroked. "You can just picture your owner whispering in those long ears of yours. 'Pets serve Master. Pets don't need to cum. All pleasure comes from Master.'"
A slow nod came from the bunny.
"Repeat."
"Pets serve Master" Ric started. " Pets don't need to cum. All pleasure comes from Master."
"Good boy! Again!" Sir commanded.
"Pets serve Master. Pets don't need to cum. All pleasure comes from Master."
Ric continued to drone the mantra out. Each stroke was a line in this stanza of control. The pressure slowly building deep in the rabbit's groin. A slow stream of precum had been flowing from the bunny's tip. It was difficult to believe! How real Sir's cock felt, how good it felt stroking it off. The rabbit was obeying closely; stopping when Sir commanded, letting the pressure in his cock fade before starting again. Each successful edge was met with a chorus of praise:
"Good boy! Such a good whore, edging for Sir." The honey badger started, edging along with his rabbit. "Now pet, we're going to release that pressure you're feeling, letting your master cum, whilst you keep touching the dildo. No touching your cage. Understood?"
"Yes Sir..."
"Good. When I count to three, you're going to let that wall down, let the building pressure wash away. One."
Ric's grip tightened, pumping harder around the sweat-coated dildo.
"two. Feeling my cock climbing to the edge."
The coney's body shuddered a little, anticipating the orgasm it wanted...deSired for Sir.
"Let go of my cock," Sir grunted, watching the rabbit's paw slacken, falling on his thigh.
"three! Cum!"
Ric wasn't in control of his body anymore. His hips bucked, cock swelling in its cage before draining out in a large squirt of cum. Normally the rabbit would've been panting at this but...he felt nothing. This wasn't his orgasm.
It was Sir's.
"Such a good slut! Good boy!" the honey badger panted, pumping his thick meat before squirting against the desk. "So obedient. So submissive. Aren't you."
"Yuss Sir."
"You love obeying me, being a submissive pet?" The honey badger struggled getting his breathing under control, rubbing his seed against his paw.
"Yess Sir."
A wide grin spread over Sir's face. He wanted to know how far he could take it. "Pet's want to fall deeper and listen to my words, stroking their master's cock. Right?"
"Yes Sir." Ric slurred out, pawing the dildo again. Obeying every command...