Chapter 17. You Are In Control

Last time Tyrian propositioned Bjorn to attempt to dominate him in his private BDSM dungeon.

Having previously had sex with the younger man, and only just divorced his wife, Bjorn felt inclined to accept the invitation.

 

Tyrian starts by having Bjorn strap him to the X-frame. "So from now on you are in control, we can use any of the stuff in this room."

 

Bjorn asks, "Is it okay if I just touch you like this for a while?"

 

"Sure, if it helps you get used to it."

 

Tyrian shivers while Bjorn's finger tips slowly trace the outline of his ribs and nipples.

 

"Oh my god..." Says Bjorn suddenly.

 

"Can we use that?"

 

After some manoeuvring, the pillory snaps shut around Tyrian's neck and wrists."So now," he directs, "I would really like it if you spanked me."

 

"Ah... Sure. I can do that." Bjorn raises his hand,

 

and brings it down hard on the skinny youth's bottom.

 

"Aah!" Tyrian gasps, "More! Do it harder."

 

"Yes, DADDY!" Tyrian cries out.

 

"Please don't call me that." Replies Bjorn, a little embarrassed.

 

"Mnn, sorry." Tyrian apologies. "Don't worry about it." Bjorn moves around to the front.

 

He removes his pants and begins to press his erect cock against Tyrian's face.

 

"Suck it." Bjorn orders,

 

and pushes his head down.

 

Tyrian complies expertly, causing Bjorn to moan and brace himself against the pillory.

 

Bjorn increases his speed, making the back of Tyrian's head knock against the board.

 

Bjorn pulls out suddenly and yanks Tyrian's head back.

 

Before pushing his cock far back into Tyrian's throat for a few more thrusts.

 

Then cumming all over Tyrian's face and chin.

 

He gasps for air and keeps his eyes firmly closed.

 

Without a word Bjorn walks around to the back of the sim and starts sliding his hand firmly along his cock.

 

As soon as Bjorn inserts a finger into his anus it doesn't take Tyrian very long to cum.

 

They release the stocks and Tyrian straightens up in a daze, "Ooh, that was something." 

 

"My back is fucking killing me."

 

Bjorn panics, "Ah, sorry! Did I injure you? Was that too much?" He laughs in response, "What? NO! Not at all. You were great."

 

"Oh that's... good to hear. Still, is there anything I can do for you right now?"

 

"Hmm that's so sweet." Tyrian smiles affectionately.

 

"Would you please go and get me a glass of water in the kitchen? I'll be up in just a bit." - "Sure! I can do that." Bjorn is surprised by the meekness in his friend's voice.

 

He waits for Tyrian in the dining room, he feels a pang of guilt.

 

But he need not have worried, Tyrian emerges fresh and rejuvenated, "Thanks for that, I'm parched AND ravenous."

 

"Also thanks for helping me out, I really needed that." He smiles warmly. "If you say so." Sighs Bjorn. 

 

"I mean, there are so many questions that I could ask you, but honestly I'm just so tired right now."

 

"I might have gotten a bit rough after you called me... that. It's just things have been messy with my daughters and Maxwell and even Mackay. I feel like there's no-one who understands what I'm going through." - "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Says Tyrian sympathetically. 

 

He chooses his response carefully, "It can be hard when you're trying to do what's right for your children... But take it from me, pushing others away and not talking about your problems only makes things worse."

 

"Hey, if things go really bad you can always live here! There's lots of room in the dungeon." Tyrian smiles cheekily. "Thanks," says Bjorn, "I think I should go home now."

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IMPORTANT: Did you know Tyrian is a character adoption? You can track his parallel universe story in Protected: Grauerwolfe. For those who love legacy challenges!

Sex animation/object credit to Amra72, Azmodan22 Lupobianco, ooOLaLa, Zorak, R-Lo, Noir and Dark Sims and Motherlodesims.