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Chapter Eight

Collin

“Of course not.” Master Silas scoffed like it was ridiculous and somehow that made me feel even better. He was just as smart as Daddy and they both knew I wasn’t broken. “You are, however, tugging on your cage… again.”

Oops.

“It’s… it’s making it hard to think.” Yes. That was a reasonable response. Right? “I… I think it’s fine.”

Another sentence.

I was doing great.

I’d even made my feet work when I’d walked over to him.

“Who will be the judge of that?” Master Silas frowned, waiting and waiting as I started to squirm again.

“You, Sir.” The room might’ve started to spin, but he steadied me again when he reached for the button on my shorts.

“That’s right. Now you seem to be moving into the good boy category, but it’s hard for sluts to stay there. Austin is living proof of that.” Master Silas shook his head as I just stared in awe. “But I guess naughty troublemakers have a lot in common.”

He thought I was as amazing as Austin?

Wow.

“Hands behind your back.” Master Silas barked out the order so sternly my cock tried to get hard again. “You do not have permission to keep playing with yourself.”

Oops.

My hand had a mind of its own like my dick.

As he eased my zipper down, he leaned around me and frowned at Daddy. “He’s enjoying this cage too much. I think I need to look for some other models that will keep him in line better. At the very least one that will lock it away completely so he can’t tug it away from his body or rub his slit.”

Oh.

That’d.

He.

“Once you’ve found a few options for us to try out, we can pick a time to come to the club together.” Daddy was making a playdate for me to try on new cages. “He can’t come to the shop yet, but we’ll work toward that.”

Wait.

The only way a…

Omegas couldn’t…

Master Silas pushed the front of my shorts down and made all my brains poof away like magic. “I’m going to check the fit carefully, but right off the bat, I’m going to say he’s getting too much sensations at the head. It’s going to need to be more covered up for him to be able to behave.”

Omegas couldn’t go into places like Master Silas’s adult toy store without being married first. Unmarried omegas needed to be protected from scary things like fake penises and cages. Was Daddy? Did he? I mean.

Really?

“Cleary being generous with him was not the best plan.” Daddy sighed but my body couldn’t decide if it was sexy or sad.

I didn’t like disappointing Daddy but he was saying the craziest things.

“This lifestyle is a learning experience, though. Until I got to dress him for our dates, I never realized just how erotic it was to make sure other alphas were checking him out.”

Daddy liked that.

“He does have a very nice ass.” Master Silas reached around and gave it a pat as he used two fingers to shift the base of my cage back and forth, analyzing it.

He was barely tugging on it but my body didn’t seem to realize that and it was sending confusing signals through me.

Tugging was probably supposed to hurt but no one told my cock that or Master Silas.

“It’s really too bad you can’t take him out in public with his caged cock displayed.

It really is lovely and should be shown off more. ”

Master Silas was just as crazy as Daddy.

My dick was as crazy as both of them, though, and it made Master Silas chuckle. “That had him trying to get hard again.”

I wasn’t sure getting more turned on from the situation was the normal reaction but I was pretty sure we’d left logic out in the parking lot with the car.

Daddy sighed like I was cute. “That doesn’t surprise me. Most of the first fantasies he shared with me were exhibitionistic in nature.”

The way all the blood in my body was going back and forth between my head and my dick was probably going to give me a stroke, but I kind of liked the lightheaded feeling it gave me. It made everything feel a little less real, which I appreciated.

Any more real and I would explode.

Maybe with cum.

Maybe just dead.

Who knew what would happen.

“Sluts.” Master Silas shook his head as he smiled. “They’re a lot of work but they’re worth it.”

Daddy’s agreeing sound was cut off as Austin somehow landed on Master Silas’s lap, all grins and giggles. “I’m worth a lot.”

Master Silas rolled his eyes, but shifted Austin around so his hands were free again. “In terms of trouble and nonsense, yes.”

Part of me wanted to giggle but the rest of me wanted to explode again… cum that time… because Austin was smiling at my penis. “That’s so cute. I knew you’d have a cute dick even if you didn’t want to show me before.”

He was so ridiculous sometimes.

“Clothes stay on at work.” Ha. Another sentence. “You made that rule.”

So he didn’t get distracted.

Austin liked getting distracted because he usually ended up having sex with his Master or buying something weird like a small country.

Groaning, he pouted as his Master tucked my penis back in my shorts and buttoned me up again. “Aww. I wanted to play too.”

Daddy was grumbling something about that sounding like a threat, but Master Silas’s smirk made it hard to keep track of everything else. It looked dangerous. “You’re going to get your chance. The little slut here has been volunteered to be the demo dick for the sounding scene.”

Oh wow.

He.

Austin.

Daddy.

I.

Daddy chuckled. “That’s certainly going to make it more interesting.”

At some point I was going to blush so hard I was going to pop… maybe like a balloon… maybe like a firecracker.

Giving me a beaming smile, Austin wiggled on his Master’s lap. “Yay. That’s going to be so much fun.”

“That’s not the word I would’ve chosen, but based on the moans my slut is making, he would agree.”

Moans?

Oh.

Moans.

Giving myself some credit for remaining upright and not saying anything stupid yet, I let out a slow breath and nodded. I wasn’t sure I could manage a full sentence, but I wanted Daddy to know I was still okay.

No freakouts yet.

That could very well happen later but it was really hard to focus on anything else other than how happy they all were around me. Because happy somehow translated to my dick trying to get even harder.

Was liking making my friends happy some kind of kink?

Telling myself to ask Austin that later, I tried to sort through the scene. Austin was going to use sounds on me. I was going to be the demo dick. Daddy was going to get to see everyone watching me. Master Silas was going to get to watch Austin be naughty.

Yes. Everyone was getting what they seemed to want… including me which was kind of insane.

My fantasies had never seemed real-life possible, but there we were, like we’d been knocked into another reality.

I really hoped we never returned to the regular one.

I’d always thought I’d be the weird omega sub with the crazy fantasies I’d have to hide forever if I wanted to find a partner. That wasn’t the case anymore, though. I had Daddy and I’d figured out I was a middle and I even had Austin as a friend.

Yes. I was definitely keeping this version of reality… especially if Daddy actually liked showing me off.

“Naughty. Naughty.” Austin’s wicked tone had me tuning back in. “You’re not listening to your Daddy.”

Daddy.

“I have a Daddy, Austin. Sir?” Something. Austin was a something when he had that look on his face.

Giggling should’ve made him look silly but it just made him seem kind of scary. My dick liked that too, though, so he wasn’t that smart even if he was very stubborn about trying to get hard. “Yes, you do. I’m glad you had fun playing. But now it’s time to play another game.”

Yes.

A game.

“You can’t say you’re going to stab my penis because that makes Daddy nervous.” It was still funny but I didn’t mind not saying it. “It’s his new limit.”

Cocking his head, Austin considered it. “I can see why. Okay. We won’t use that word. I’m going to fuck your slit with my pretty toys.”

Daddy’s moan said he liked that wording better.

I might’ve moaned too but I was having a hard time keeping track of… everything. It was all fuzzy and my brain kept trying to decide what it was going to feel like to be displayed and hard and fucked and… and everything.

Yes… everything was… it was a lot.

“I think we’re just going to have to shift him around and not use too many verbal orders.” Daddy was somehow standing behind me, steadying me when I jolted. “Yes. He’s… distracted.”

Looking over my shoulder had the world tilting again, but Daddy fixed it. “I… I made sure Austin knew not to use the stressful word.”

Daddy needed to know we understood his limits. “That was… that was a new limit. I.”

Something… I something’d.

“That’s right, baby.” Daddy kissed my head. “You were a very good boy and now it’s time for me to take care of the rest.”

Thank goodness.

Keeping a hold of realty was harder than they understood and I was ready to be done with it.

Subspace here I come.