Phil and James: Cooling Off
#9 of Phil and James
Phil shut off the compressor and took a final drag from his cigarette, before crushing it in the ashtray. He looked at the TV and saw his kit desperately humping the air. He had him exactly where he wanted him as he shut it off and padded inside.
James was whining loudly and struggling against his cuffs. He had never wanted something more in his life than he wanted relief now, and didn't even cease his thrusting when he heard the rubber soles of his uncle's paws walk into the room. "Please... finish me off..." Phil smiled at the desperation in his voice as he sat next to him and began removing the vibrating pad. "Gee, pup... I dunno if you've earned it." He gently slid the pad off to reveal an exceptionally tight 3 inch bulge, with a fairly substantial knot at the base, looking fairly painful. He almost felt bad for his puppy. Almost.
"Now, I'm going to untie you for a minute. But if you try to finish, we will do this all over again three times a day, every day for the week. Understand?" James nodded in response and felt the ropes on his cuffs being untied. He considered disobeying his Sir and trying to paw, but his choice was made for him when his wrists were pulled behind his back and cuffed back together. His ankles were released next, and he felt strong rubber paws lifting him up. "W... where are we going?" James didn't answer, but instead clipped a leash to his collar and began to pull. "You'll see."
The fox followed Phil blindly and awkwardly into the bathroom, his body weak from trying to cum. Phil guided him into the shower and gently sat him down, before reaching down to scritch his headfur "Good boy." James blushed at this, his face only getting redder as his crotch zipper was unzipped, releasing his hard cock, causing him to sigh with relief. This relief, however, was met with shock as the taps squeaked and he felt his penis get hit with an ice cold spray of water, the thick neoprene keeping the rest of his body warm. "AHHH! What are you doing?!"
He curled his body to try and cover himself. Phil reached down and grabbed the back of his collar, pulling it tight while simultaniously pressing a booted foot-paw onto the kit's ankles, keeping him stretched as the cold shower pounded his sore cock. "It'll help, trust me." James whimpered and shovered as his cocklet slowly began to soften and recede into his sheath. "See? I told you." Phil waiting a few more moments, much to the whines and displeasure of the bound pup, before turning off the water, satisfied that the red rocket would be out of commission for a while. He gently dragged his boy into a lying position and rubbed his tummy.
"You ok?" James only nodded in response, still in mild shock. Phil smiled and removed the scarf on his head. "I'll be back in a moment. Ok?" James wagged a little in relief. He was happy to see his boyfriend again, who left for a minute, before returning with a small case. "What's that, sir?" That's what Phil loved about James: he was always so curious. He gently unsnapped the enclosures and opened it wide, pulling out a chastity cage. It was just a simple metal tube that went over the sheath, with a small hole at the end for urinating and cleaning, as well as a ring that went around the base of the sheath and balls, complete with a padlock to hold it all together.
Getting a device this small was an expensive, custom job, and he was fortunate to have accurately guessed the side of the kit's package. "This is called a chastity device. It makes sure you can only pleasure yourself with my permission. Just relax, it doesn't hurt at all." Phil smiled reassuringly at the kit. James was nervous, but this calmed him down slightly. "O.. okay... I trust you." The leopard nodded and gently slid the tube over his sheath. "See? I perfect fit." James beamed with pride as the ring was brought over his genitals, as Phil began to tighten it. He was happy to be pleasing his boyfriend.
Click. The lock was in place, and the kit was trapped. Phil considered giving James a low dose viagra, but figured he had gone through enough this morning. "See? that wasn't so scary, was it?". James smiled and wagged as he felt his cuffs being removed. He slowly stood up and Phil helped him out of the shower, bringing him over to the mirror to let him look at himself.
James blushed and posed a little "Looks kinda cool, Sir. Like a piercing." Phil giggled and wrapped his paws around his boy, hugging him tightly from behind and licking the back of his neck. "It also means you are mine, pup." He lowered his paws to push the device in and gently zipped up his zipper. "Now come on, we'll go have some lunch and then hit the water."