Part I - The Naughty Elf #6
“I l-liked it,” Billy stuttered. He couldn’t believe what he was saying. If anyone had told him that morning that he’d be rock hard from someone choking him, he’d have wondered why Tulip thought he’d ever fall for something so stupid.
But here he was, a massive leather-clad hand around his throat, cutting off his air, and he was loving it.
“Good boy.” Neck stepped back and put his hand back on Billy’s neck, and led him away from the bench.
Billy made a whining noise in the back of his throat, disappointed.
He’d thought that Nick was about to strap him down and do what he’d described—spank, fuck and plug him up—but apparently he wasn’t.
“Don’t be impatient,” Nick chided.
Billy looked around the room again, and he wondered if he’d been hoping for the bench simply because it was the least scary thing in there.
There was a large wooden cross by the wall with heavy iron manacles hanging from each corner, a tiny cage just sitting in the middle of the floor, some kind of leather sling, and what looked like a torture rack standing in the corner.
The walls were worse. Floggers, whips, paddles and all manner of implements Billy didn’t know the name for hung in neat rows, just waiting for Nick to pluck them down and use them.
Nick led Billy to the sling. It hung from the ceiling a few feet away from the cage, big black and menacing.
Was he ready for this? Billy didn’t think so.
Dropping his hand from Billy’s neck, Nick took a step back and crossed his arms. Billy felt unsteady, the loss of Nick’s hand on his skin making him feel like he was floundering. He turned away from the sling and stared at Nick.
“So,” Nick said, eyes dark and smoldering as he studies Billy. “Do you want to play?”
Billy nodded. He had goosebumps, and he’d never been so aware of his cock.
“Good,” Nick said, uncrossing his arms and pulling up to his full height. “Now strip.”
Billy jumped. Nick was doing that thing where he looked mean and stern again, and it was as intimidating as it was hot.
With shaking hands, Billy unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his torso, letting it fall to the floor before sliding his pants down his legs and kicking them off together with his shoes.
Once he was naked, his cock standing at full mast, he waited for further instructions.
“Legs apart, hands behind your back,” Nick barked. Billy jumped, startled by how loud Nick was speaking, and scrambled to obey. He clasped his hands at the small of his back and spread his legs, unsure if he was pushing them far enough apart.
Nick gave no sign that he approved of Billy’s performance, and Billy started to get nervous. It was incredibly intimidating to be standing naked in front of the scowling Santa, and he felt tiny and acutely aware of the fact that Nick was still dressed.
“Good boy,” Nick said at last. He walked right up to Billy and reached out and grabbed his nipples. Billy flinched when his tiny nubs were squeezed tight in Nick’s enormous fingers.
Nick wasn’t gentle at all. He pinched down on Billy’s nipples like he was trying to pop them, lifting his hands up and forcing Billy to stand on his toes.
“I said feet apart!” Nick barked, and Billy realized that he’d brought his legs together in an attempt to rise up with his nipples as Nick tugged on them. He tried spreading his legs, but if he did he’d literally by hanging by his nipples in Nick’s hands, and that was simply not an option.
“I can’t!” he cried out. Nick grinned, dropping his cruel grip and letting Billy come back down on his heels. Rubbing his chest, Billy saw Nick giving him a stern look, and he rushed to put his hands back behind his back and spread his feet again.
“How did that make you feel?” Nick asked, grinning and splaying his hand wide over Billy’s chest. His small and index finger each covered one of Billy’s nipples, and even just being touched made Billy’s buds ache.
Billy thought it over. It had hurt something terrible, but his cock had stayed rock hard throughout. It had been like his nipples were connected to his balls, the pain shooting down into his crotch and making him feel good.
“I don’t know, sir,” he said, not willing to commit to liking it.
“You don’t, huh? Maybe we should try again and give you another chance to see how it feels.”
Billy started to protest, but Nick ignored him. He bared his teeth in a grin and grabbed Billy’s nipples, pulling him up to his toes without any warning. Billy’s hands flew up and grabbed Nick’s wrists. The alpha growled. Billy put his hands back and the growl subsided.
“Now, how does that feel?” Nick asked, walking Billy back until his back hit the leather sling. Billy cried out.
“Good, sir. Good and bad!” It was the only way to describe it. The pain was terrible, and it shouldn’t have been any kind of good, but for some reason it was.
Nick laughed. He dropped his grip on Billy’s nipples, blood rushing back into his nubs and making him see stars. Before Billy had a chance to relax, Nick grabbed him under the arms and hoisted him up, throwing him back into the sling.
Billy screamed, his stomach lurching, the breath knocked out of him when he landed. The force of his landing pushed the swing back, and Billy felt like he was going to fall out when it started coming back in the other direction toward Nick.
“Sexy little elf,” Nick growled, grabbing Billy’s legs and lifting them up, pulling them apart and securing them in a set of cuffs. Billy gasped for breath, tugging on his legs, his cock throbbing when he realized that he was trapped.
“You like this?” Nick asked, grabbing Billy’s arms and securing his wrists over his head.
Billy couldn’t speak; he was too overwhelmed by the experience of being in bondage for the very first time in his life.
Nick moved back between Billy’s legs and put his hand down flat on his stomach, right over his cock, and rubbed his abs.
When Billy didn’t answer, Nick pushed his hand up and up until he was rubbing Billy’s right nipple with the tip of his index finger. Billy tensed up, forgetting himself and trying to pull his arms down, and Nick smirked.
“Billy, I asked you a question,” he said, pushing his thumb up and framing Billy’s nipple between his two fingers. Billy’s breath hitched, and he tried to speak.
“I like it!” he gasped out, just before Nick started squeezing. When Nick’s hand trailed away, his nipple unharmed, he was almost disappointed.
“Fuck, you’re a sexy little thing,” Nick said, almost like he was speaking to himself.
He moved his hands down and started rubbing and groping the inside of Billy’s thighs.
The touch was electric, though Billy wished that Nick would move his hands just a little bit up and together and touch his cock.
He imagined that Nick’s soft gloves would feel amazing jerking him off.
“Are you ready to get fucked?” Nick pushed his hands up Billy’s thighs until he was framing his cock, rubbing his thumbs over Billy’s taint. It felt amazing, but it wasn’t enough.
“Yes, sir!” Billy cried out. He’d never taken an alpha’s knot before, but now he wanted it more than he’d ever thought possible.
“Good.”
Nick stepped back, and Billy cried out. The loss of touch was awful.
“What are you…?” Billy asked, lifting his neck to see what Nick was doing. The alpha was watching him with dark eyes, one hand on his bulge, looking smug as fuck. He started walking around Billy’s body, moving with a swagger until he was standing behind Billy’s head.
Without any warning the sling suddenly dropped down about a foot, and Billy cried out in startled surprise. When he opened his eyes, he was at eye level with Nick’s crotch.
The unique scent of alpha musk and clean sweat wafted off the alpha’s crotch, and Billy breathed it in hungrily. Looking up, Nick seemed impossibly huge and tall, and Billy had never felt more vulnerable.
“I want to ride that cute little face,” Nick said, grinning as he pushed Billy’s head down and straddled it. Caught off guard, Billy cried out as he suddenly found his head trapped between two muscular thighs, his face pressed into Nick’s taint and bulge. The scent of alpha was overwhelming.
Nick flexed his thighs, squeezing Billy’s head between them, and Billy’s cock spasmed in pleasure.
“Yeah, you like that, huh?” Nick growled, doing it again. Billy couldn’t answer, his mouth muffled by Nick’s taint, but he agreed completely.
Then Nick started playing with Billy’s nipples, and he forgot how to even think. Nick worked him over hard, immersing him in a world of alpha, pleasure and pain. His cock throbbed and his balls pulled up tight, Nick pushing him right to the edge of release.
“Fuck, I need your ass,” Nick growled, stepping off Billy’s head and stomping around to his ass. Billy watched, dazed and horny, as Nick reached into his suit and pulled out his cock.
It was huge. Billy stared, incredulous, and wondered how he was supposed to take that monster inside of him.
The shaft was fat and veined, crowned with a bulbous head, and sporting the beginnings of a sizable knot at the base.
Underneath the jutting monster two plum sized testicles hung low in a hairless sac.
It made Billy’s mouth water.
“Are you ready for this?” Nick asked, grabbing his cock by the knot and shaking it. Billy nodded, breathing hard and fast as Nick laughed and went to stand between his legs.
Nick reached down to the floor and picked up a bottle of lube, slicking up his cock. Much to Billy’s relief, he used a lot, pouring some into his palm and smearing it into Billy’s crack and over his hole.
It was cold, and the touch of Nick’s fingers swiping over his ass felt amazing. Billy’s cock jumped, a pearl of pre-cum beading on the tip.
“Here we go,” Nick said, aiming his cock at Billy’s exposed hole and pushing in. Billy felt the huge head pushing against his ass, pressing for entry, and he clenched down when he realized that Nick wasn’t even going to open him up.