To Wrangle A Cowhand | 3/24/25 Chp 12 (M+/M)

[ChairBoy]

I love the blindfolding situation! How hot

[gag1195]

Such a good chapter! I really was on the edge of my seat reading each fight, not knowing how it would play out! If this is the prelude, I cannot wait to see what the actual game looks like!

[Socksbound]

Such a good chapter! I really was on the edge of my seat reading each fight, not knowing how it would play out! If this is the prelude, I cannot wait to see what the actual game looks like!

I know what a thriller really as on the edge of my seat not knowing how each fight was going to play out

[squirrel]

Such an exciting chapter! I loved the battle and the fact that Chip was a witness of all this... It must have been extremely hot to watch several alpha hunks fight and sweat...

[Bradstick]

Thanks for Reading! I appreciate all of you that took the time to leave a comment. They are what keep me writing!

@blackbound All is fair in love and war! Zeus knew his man could take down Ares. If he revealed his hand with Ares, Poseidon wouldn’t had been caught unaware. Besides after all, Poseidon was choking out Hermes, it’s not like he didn’t deserve it.

@ChairBoy I am glad you liked that twist! Nothing more surprising than being randomly blinded!

@gag1195 & @Socksbound I am glad you liked it, I had never written a fight scene before so it was new territory! I think you will enjoy the next game however you will have to wait a bit for that.

@squirrel It was a good thing Chip was gagged with a sponge, other wise he would be drooling all over the floor. Watching three naked men wrestle not once but twice would be one hell of a show.

The next chapter will be a bit shorter (compared to my other chapters). It will have some backstory on another character and include some light bullying/wedgie before we get to the next event. That should be out later this weekend!

Thanks again for reading everyone. The next chapter will be out later tonight!

[Bradstick]

Chapter 10
Beneath the Feet of Gods

“Let the next game begin! The prize for this one will be our little man over here.” Zeus said as he pointed to Chip, Vulcan rubbing the top of his head as the focus was put on him.

“Fuck no Zeus!” Hades shouted as every head went to him. Chip watched in confusion as Hades confronted Zeus. “Hermes is still trying to breathe, Vulcan is catching his breath, Dion was crushed, and Apollo keeps rubbing his wrist. Let’s chill and play this on an even playing field.”

Chip watched as the others all nodded, clearly in support of waiting. Zeus seemed to take the backlash well as he replied, turning his focus to the group. “I’m okay with that. Anyone got anything nonphysical for us to do?”

“The Super Bowl is in a couple of days and none of us watched the Chiefs game for the playoffs. We could stream that.” Vulcan offered and the others agreed.

Zeus nodded and gave out orders. “Vulcan, get some beers and weed. Dion gets some leather straps from the playroom. Apollo and Hades work with me on getting our losers situated. Hermes, bring Chip to the couch and turn on the game.”

Hermes did not elect to come over to Chip immediately. Instead, he ran to the playroom and returned with a black leather straitjacket and a pair of white boxer briefs. “This will be more comfortable than the cuffs for the next couple of hours,” Hermes said with a devilish grin.

The cuffs were removed and Hermes was able to get him into the jacket with ease. With Chip’s arms now fully secure, Hermes led him to the couch. Before sitting him down, he put both of the boy’s legs into the holes in the underwear and pulled it up.

Hermes gave his clothed bum a playful smack as he was ushered to the couch. He was sat in the center on one of the L-shaped couches. The couches fitted the wall perfectly allowing the two corners of the L to fit in their respective corners of the wall.

Chip considered it further and began to notice more of the details of the room. This house was built to accommodate eight men in an open relationship. From the mattresses in the bedroom fitting perfectly, to the couches fitting to the wall, it all seemed too much of a coincidence.

As much as he liked the men here, none of them seemed smart enough or cared enough to take the time to measure that out. Chip had assumed that Kronos acted like a pimp and whored them out for money, but you don’t hire an interior decorator for random whores. There was more to this house than Chip originally thought.

Chip was brought out of his conspiracy theory as Hermes sat down next to him, one hand pulling him tight against his body. Chip did resist as the large black man wrapped his arm around him. Hermes then began scrolling through the TV until finding the game.

Chip also got to watch the show as Dion, Zeus, Hades, and Apollo all began to untie their prisoners and rebind them. Compared to earlier, neither of them fought in the slightest. Chip guessed that struggling now could lead to that five-month threat of chastity that Zeus had threatened earlier.

Both men’s arms were forced behind their backs. Straps were secured just below the shoulder and then connected in the center of their back. That strap connected to an arm binder that pressed the two forearms together. With the armbinder having three separate buckles, it looked inescapable for both the two captives.



Once their arms were secured behind their backs, leather straps were used around their legs and upper arms. They were laid fully flat on the ground and then put on their backs. This left them in a mummified position but with leather straps exposing their skin rather than duct tape.

They then dragged the two men to the base of each couch, Poseidon being dragged towards his end of the couch. Chip was ordered to raise his feet and did so as Poseidon was laid underneath them. Both of their bound prisoners were now trapped as footrests for the football game.

With both men laid against the couch, the two coffee tables were returned to the living room, pressing the captives between the couches and table. Chip noticed Hades taking care to put the table next to Ares in a specific way that he could not watch the TV.

Vulcan followed shortly after with a variety of items. He had some beers and other cold beverages. He brought out the leftover pizza from a couple of hours ago. The last item was a green bag from which joints, bongs, and edibles were passed around. Chip looked around confused, not having tried weed before since it was illegal in his state.

Vulcan noticed and commented “We are in Arizona bud. Totally legal here. Did you want to try some?” Before Chip could mount a response, Hermes spoke for him.

“Absolutely not!” Hermes said with a scowl at Vulcan. “Same with the beer, Chip is not having any of it.” Chip looked to Hermes, confused at his aggression towards the subject.

Zeus interjected “Hermes is right. Chip needs to be totally sober for tonight. This is his first time, he needs to be able to express his comfort. We are not going impede his judgment in the slightest.” Vulcan seemed to understand the reasoning and nodded.

Chip was honestly a little happy to hear him say that. He wasn’t the biggest fan of drinking and he had never had any interest in getting high, but he also knew himself well enough. Had Hermes not objected, Chip wouldn’t have been able to reject Vulcan.

Apollo added “Speaking of which, take it easy on the drinking. If any of you started acting up, you’ll end up on the floor with these two.” He spoke confidently and then put on foot on Ares's stomach before spinning and sitting on the couch. Ares let out a muffled groan as he took Apollo’s full eight before sitting. Apollo then planted both of his feet onto his chest and groin.

Dion looked to Zeus for confirmation of the threat who simply moved next to him on the couch giving him a kiss. Dion took that as confirmation as he grabbed two of three cases of beer Vulcan had brought over and put them pack in the fridge.

The others came over one by one and sat on the couch. On the far left was Hermes with his feet planted over Poseidon’s blinded face. Next to him was Chip with Hades sandwiching the boy, while keeping his feet over Poseidon’s legs and crotch. Next to Hades was Vulcan who similarly had his feet on Ares’ feet and caged junk. Apollo was next to him and the two were playing footies as they both fought for playtime with Ares’s defenseless balls. Zeus manned Ares's head with Dion at the end.

Rather than sitting on the long end with his feet on of the bound men, Dion had elected to lay down on the short end of the L couch. Using his hands, he could reach down and poke fun at the large ogre beneath 3 pairs of feet. Hermes turned on the game and they all relaxed into the couch…except for the two unwilling footrests.

***

Hermes watched as the game went into halftime and the group began talking again. They had mostly remained silent throughout the game. It was around nine o’clock when half time came around and most of them were getting a little sleepy.

Hermes noticed that the most tired of them was Chip. The kid had an exciting day and was bound to be tired by now. He smiled as the kid dozed into his arms, the only thing keeping him awake was the cheers and groans throughout the game by the remaining six.

Hermes had focused slightly on the game but was more focused on the man beneath his feet. To say he was pissed at Poseidon would be an understatement. The silver-haired bitch had tried to choke him out. The jokes on him now as Hermes clenched his toes, sealing Ares’ nose.

Hermes had spent the entire first two quarters with his feet clenched around Poseidon's nostrils, restricting much of his airflow. Hades, the sadistic fuck he was, noticed and added to the game. With Hades' feet right in his groin, every breath was met with a light kick to the balls.

He knew Poseidon was in fucking hell right now. His face was red from the lack of oxygen and part of him did feel bad. He was never good with this anger, especially when he was younger.

Unlike the others, his problems with his family were not from their hatred of gay people. His family’s hatred had been Hermes own doing and he didn’t blame them for cutting contact. He had always been an unruly kid and always stronger than his younger brother. That led to a lot of bullying of his younger sibling, especially when combined with his anger issues.

When he was 19, he was put in charge of babysitting his 16-year-old brother for the weekend. His little brother had tried to take the TV from him and the two got in a heated fight. His brother said some cruel words and he took crueler actions. After subduing his brother, he stripped him to his underwear and mummified him in duct tape.

He left him in his room for two days without food, water, or any bathroom breaks. Hermes had found his love for BDSM but he was inexperienced and did not do an ounce of research. When his parents came home and found him, they were furious. His brother was half dead from Hermes' actions and had been sent to the ER.

His brother was malnourished and the duct tape took off several patches of skin from being on so long. He also needed serious counseling for the traumatic event. Hermes had been rightfully arrested. He regretted his actions to this day. When he got out he tried to make amends but his family wouldn’t let him near his brother.

He had a hard time getting on without support and ended up getting into some serious bar fights due to his anger. After getting arrested again, he ended up meeting Vulcan in jail. They were cellmates and both talked about their love for bondage. Hermes was afraid to try it again after the event with his brother but Vulcan helped him through it. Vulcan helped explain proper BDSM etiquette to him so didn’t make the same mistake. One day they were both told they were transferring prisons only to end up at a much kinkier one outside the States.

He was pretty sure being moved to prisons like that was illegal but neither of them had the family that would fight for them in court. What awaited them was a true BDSM-style prison and they were all effectively pornstars. To Kronos’ credit, the transfers were all offered the chance to go back, but after hearing about the money they would get, none of them turned him down.

Hermes and Vulcan had only been in the kinky prison, also known as House Alcatraz, for two years before their prison sentences were up. Kronos, or at that time he was known as the Warden, let them apply to different houses as actual agents rather than the indentured service they had experienced. They both got accepted to House Olympus and not once had they regretted it.

House Mongrel was similar to House Alcatraz in that the members had no rights or bodily autonomy. The place was constantly live-streamed and viewers always thought of creative punishments for the inmates. They were lucky to get out of House Alcatraz as both had been on good behavior their entire stay. Some of those inmates had been there awhile and were not given chances to leave that House. Zeus’ deal scared the hell out of Hermes and Vulcan. They knew what it was like there and Zeus would not do well in that environment.

Hermes shook Chip out of his quiet dreariness and back to consciousness. “You doin alright bud? Seems you’re a little tired?” Hermes asked as Chip did his best to stretch in the straight jacket.

“Don’t be falling asleep on us now Chip,” Dion teased.

“Get him up and moving Hermes. We still got two more quarters before our next event,” Zeus chided.

Hermes ushered him to stand and in Chip’s half-sleepy state stood fully on Poseidon's chest, causing the bound man to grunt in pain. Hermes laughed as helped Chip off of Poseidon’s chest.

“I got a Red Bull in the fridge if you want to give him that!” Hades offered as Hermes nodded.

Chip on the other hand was tired as shit and did not want to seem to move. Hermes, noticing Chip’s half-closed eyes and slow steps, reached behind the boy. With a hard yank, he grabbed Chip’s underwear and pulled up.

Chip’s eyes flew open in shock as he was given a powerful wedgie. He cried out into his gag as Hermes kept the fabric lifted in the air. While he was smaller than the other, he still had some muscle on him. Keeping Chip on his tip-toes by holding up his underwear was not a problem for him.



“Come on boy! Get to moving, or I can take you to the bathroom. A couple of swirlies ought to wake you right up.” Hermes taunted as Chip woke fully, walking towards the kitchen.

Hermes did not let go, instead using the underwear like a leash, dragging Chip into the kitchen. They made it to the fridge and Hermes fished out the Red Bull. Wanting to have more fun with Chip, he pushed him down to his knees.

He removed the tape and sponge gag, leaving his mouth wide open. “You thirsty bud?” Hermes asked.

“Yes, I am!” Chip agreed, clearly thankful that Hermes had let go of his underwear.

“Good, beg for it,” Hermes said with a slick smile.

He watched as Chip clearly took the bait and smiled back. “Please Hermes sir, let me have something to drink!” He cried out, giving big old puppy dog eyes.

Hermes smiled with satisfaction, reminding him briefly of his brother. He had always done the same thing to him but his brother would always fight back. Chip on the other hand seemed to like to play their game, even the wedgie he seemed okay with.

Hermes opened the Red Bull and held it over his junk. “Good enough, drink up!” Hermes held the can like a makeshift cock.

Chip moved forward and drank from the opened metal can. As Chip began drinking mouthfuls of the drink, Hermes couldn’t help himself to not play along.

With one hand he began jerking off the can of Red Bull and moaning loudly. Chip picked up the pace and was taking even louder gulps from the can. As the can was emptied, Hermes mocked an orgasm as though he had just cum. “Did you swallow it all?”

“Yes sir, thank you, sir!” Chip replied with a big smile.

“Good, I like my bitches to swallow all my seed. Now let’s get back to the couch.” Hermes ordered as he grabbed the underwear and pulled Chip to his feet, both of them smiling. Once again using the wedgie as a leash, he brought Chip back to the couch as the halftime was coming to an end.

They all nestled back into their spots on the couch, now focusing more on the game and less on the victims under their feet. Chip once again went back to his nap as he curled himself up against Hermes' chest. The Red Bull would take a bit to kick in so this nap shouldn’t hurt their plan for tonight.

Hermes couldn’t help but watch the boy drift off to unconsciousness. Chip reminded him so much of his brother but they were still starkly different. While his brother had hated his teasing and bullying, Chip seemed to embrace it. He had failed his little brother already, maybe he could have a do-over with Chip and fill that hole in his heart.

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Thank you, everyone, for reading! Please leave a comment and let me know what you thought of this chapter. If everything goes to plan, the next chapter will be out this weekend!

@blackbound | @ChairBoy | @Bootmark | @Guardianbound | @harveygasson | @TightropesEU | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @Socksbound | @squirrel

[Tsuhaya]

Just getting into this now, hope I didn't miss the party. I just read the first chapter, and it looks like the weekend in Vegas went beyond what was planned. Let's see what else we have here...

Great writing, congrats!
I really liked the way you write and narrate the story, congrats, keep up the good work!

[Tsuhaya]

Chapter 4
A Thirsty Boy

The phone call ended and Zeus collapsed onto the steering wheel. He wanted to throw up as the words echoed through his head. “If he doesn’t then you will be removed from House Olympian and sent to House Mongrel as their new bitch. Permanently.”

House Mongrel was one of the worst houses that Kronos managed. It was a house dedicated to true BDSM, specifically to pet play. Unlike his own house, that one was fully live-streamed to their clients. Its members were treated as dogs, not humans. He would be muzzled, locked in chastity, forced to walk like a dog, and have a tail stuck up his butt, at least until one of the other mutts decided to fuck him.

Unlike House Olympian, one is not recruited into the House Mongrel but rather forced to join that house. There are only three ways to leave any of the houses: first, to pay your way out, second, to join another house, and lastly, death.

When someone broke their house’s rules, they were not expelled from Kronos’ employ. Instead, they were sent to the lower houses, such as House Mongrel. It normally took the mutts years to make the buyout to leave, and that’s if they didn’t misbehave. House Olympian got paid much more than the other houses but were also held to a higher standard. Those mutts were paid pennies to the dollar and expected to be grateful for it.

Vulcan and him did a scene with some of the mutts from that house about a year ago. Those mutts are intense, especially the ones who chose to stay and not take their buyout. If Zeus went there, he would break, especially if he was forced to the submissive side of that house.

With Vulcan on his mind, he sent him a text. He could not let those girls take him away early tonight. He didn’t care what he had to do, that boy would belong to his House or his life was over.


***


It was Hades who noticed Chip after more than an hour between the two hunks. The boy was holding back tears and his jaw was shaking. “Uhh Po, take a look at the kid.” Hades said with concern.

Poseidon and Vulcan both turned their attention to Chip, Ares staying focused on the road. Vulcan spoke before Poseidon could. “I think eight gags was a little too much. We may need a different gag.”

Poseidon forced Chip to look at him and it was clear the strain the gag was putting on the boy. “Fuck your right.” He said to Vulcan before turning his attention to Chip. Poseidon looked at him, clearly debating the risk of just keeping the gag in.

“Alright bud. I’m gonna take out your gag. You say a word and I will keep my fuckin promise. Are we clear!” Poseidon said as he contemplated leaving the gag in til Zeus got back.

Chip nodded eagerly, eyes begging to end the strain on his jaw. Poseidon sighed and between him and Hades they were able to fully remove the gag. They had just used a handkerchief to hide the gag, the rest was left to open air. It took longer than expected as the wet fabric did not want to budge from the crevices of Chip’s mouth.

As the final undergarment was removed, Hades immediately put him into a hand gag to keep him quiet. “Damn, we really put him through it. Let’s give him a bit before we give him another gag.”

“Alright, but keep him quiet. I don’t want a single word from him or it’s all your asses.” Poseidon said, clearly nervous about having Chip ungagged.

Hades was all smiles on the other hand as he pulled Chip into his chest keeping him silenced with his massive hand. Hades despite his initial excitement was not too keen to monitor Chip after their show tonight.

His hand was too large for Chip’s face, which caused his sweaty hand to cover up his mouth and nose. Several times Chip nearly ran out of air and had to wiggle in Hades' grip to let him know he needed air.

They drove like that for about twenty minutes before Vulcan got a text. “Guys, Zeus wants a picture of the boy. Hades hand me his phone!”

Hades let go of his face and Chip panted as he was allowed fresh air not filtered through sweaty fingers. Poseidon spoke up “Let’s gag him again” clearly still nervous about his ability to speak.

Ares spoke for the first time in a while. “No way are we putting all those g-strings back in there. Besides his face is too cute to cover anyway.” He said giving a wink to Chip before turning his eyes back to the road.

“Agreed, oh shit I need the boy's face!” Vulcan said as Hades pulled Chip's phone from his pocket and handed it to Vulcan.

“I got you!” Hades said removing the hand gag and pushing Chip's face towards his phone. As it unlocked with Chip’s face ID; Vulcan began going through it before pointing the camera at him. “Smile bud,” Vulcan said as began to take a picture.

“Hold it! I got a better idea for a picture.” Hades said as he wrapped his forearm around Chip's face. Then he flexed, crushing the boy's face. Vulcan laughed as he took the picture before showing it to the three in the back row.



“There! Now you got something to jack off to when you head back home.” Hades said, not removing his arm around Chip’s head.

“I am serious, I want him gagged,” Poseidon said, annoyed that a picture of an ungagged Chip was making its way to Zeus.

“Fine but let’s at least give the kid some water. I think I got some in my bag.” Ares said.

“I got the waterfront covered!” Hades said with more excitement than he should. He then unwrapped his arm from Chip’s head, only to force it into his armpit. “Drink up little guy!”

Chip struggled for a moment and they all paused to see if he would speak. Poseidon looked nearly ready to kill Hades for that stunt. Then all four of the strippers heard an all too familiar sound, the sound of a tongue lapping against skin.

Hades let out a chuckle. “That’s it, boy, drink it all up. You’re not coming out from my pit till I’m sweat-free.” Hades said as he applied more pressure to the back of his head.”

Ares laughed along with him but Vulcan looked disgusted. “Dude that is so gross, get him out of there. There’s no way he can be enjoying that!” Vulcan said, eyes glued to the situation.

“Let’s find out!” Hades said with a wicked smile as he removed his hand from the back of Chip’s head and grabbed Chip’s crotch through his jeans. “Hard as rock! The kid has a thing for sweat if I’m not mistaken.”

Hades still had his arm raised and despite being able to easily pull away, Chip remained attached to Hades’ pit, mopping every inch of it up with his tongue.

They all watched for a couple of minutes, each one wanting to stoke their cock but refraining from it as Poseidon watched each one like a hawk. “Alright that one seems clean enough, want my other pit.” Hades asked him.

Chip opened his mouth to speak but caught himself as he met Hades' eyes. He gave a greedy nod as Hades' smile grew. He then dragged Chip across his lap and had him go in and a lower angle. Chip also noticed how hard Hades was underneath him as his chest lay atop his boner.

This position allowed Hades to close his arm and trap the kid in a headlock. Faint moaning could be heard from the far armpit which only made the others laugh. After another couple of minutes, Hades released the kid, only to maneuver his lips to his exposed chest. Bringing him up to his nipple, he said “Sorry kid, out of armpit sweat but try sucking on these. If you try hard enough you might get some milk.”

That caused laughter to erupt from each of the men in the car, including Poseidon. Chip obeyed and remained attached to his teet like a newborn baby.

Poseidon broke their silence nearly ten minutes later. “That’s enough Hades. I think it’s time for his gag.”

“Put look, he is still thirsty. If only there was a muscular older man who would let him suck on his pits.” Hades said mockingly. Chip on the other hand looked ready to pounce on the older man to get to his pits.

“No, it’s time for a gag,” Poseidon said to Chip. Chip in his defense, let out a whimper and gave the biggest puppy dog eyes.

Poseidon went to rebuke him for talking but Vulcan interrupted. “Zeus said he can’t talk. He didn’t say anything about whimpering or making sounds. His moans from earlier didn’t count.”

Ares then chimed in. “If you don’t open those pits then I’m pulling over and you can drive. Give the kid what he wants.”

Poseidon let out a long sigh. “Fine but make it fast. He said as he opened his arm revolving his mostly shaved armpit. Poseidon dyed his pubes and beard that striking white but everywhere else he kept mostly bare. His armpits had the faintest of prickly hairs that were begging to be waxed.

Instead, Chip dove in like a kid on Christmas, licking every inch of Poseidon he could get. Hades then joined as he pressed Chip’s face in further, eliciting a moan from the boy. “Look at him go!” Hades encouraged.

“Looks like the old man is enjoying this too!” Vulcan said as looked at Poseidon's growing bulge, desperate to escape his jeans. Poseidon had his eyes closed as he tried not to think about what was happening with Chip.

“What's happening, I’m driving you assholes!” Ares screamed as he missed the show.

“Po is spotting a growing boner. Seems he likes having his pits sucked more than me!” Hades laughed as Poseidon struggled and failed to suppress a moan.

“Give him the other pit!” Vulcan commanded after Chip had spent nearly two minutes only breathing in Poseidon’s pit fumes.

Poseidon grudgingly obliged as he followed Hades' example and pulled the kid across his lap. He locked the kid into a headlock and tried to hold back his loud moan. “Damn Chip! I haven’t seen like this in months! I think we found a new kink for Poseidon.

Then to all four of them’s shock, Poseidon came untouched into his jeans as he humped the boy on his lap. The three others all burst out laughing as Chip was released from the armpit and back to his seat between the two giants.

“Yeah…definitely…found…a new…kink,” Poseidon said as he caught his breath. Chip on the other hand looked satisfied with himself despite his face being soaked from the mix of sweat and his own salvia. “Time…for your gag…you beautiful boy” At that name Chip beamed.

“Ahh, I don’t get a turn with the runt!” Vulcan pouted.

“How about you pick the gag Vulcan.” Hades offered and Vulcan immediately agreed.

He took off his cowboy boots and removed two stained socks. What were bright white tube socks, now were a slightly yellow color. “Use these!” Vulcan said, excited about the prospect of gagging the kid.

“What the actual fuck dude!!! When was the last time you washed these!” Poseidon asked, disgust filling his face.

“Two weeks ago, I used them at the gym. Tonight’s show happened last minute so I didn’t have a lot of time to change.” Vulcan said as though it was perfectly reasonable.

“You sure you want these? I can find something else if you want.” Poseidon asked Chip, giving a sniff of them and recoiling in disgust. Poseidon's tone was full of fatherly love, something that caused a pit in Chip’s stomach. When was the last time his own father had spoken to him like that, with even an ounce of love?

Chip looked at the socks but then looked at Vulcan. He looked so excited to have his socks used for the gag. Chip felt a sense of guilt as he debated saying no. He didn’t want to disappoint Vulcan or any of them, not when they had been so nice thus far. So he gave a nod to Poseidon and opened wide.

Vulcan cheered as Ares interrupted. “Hold it! Give him some actual water before we gag him. It’s another 45 minutes to the house and sweat is not water.”

Vulcan agreed and passed the water bottle to Hades. With Chip’s arms still bound, it was easier for all parties to have Hades give him the bottle. Not wasting the chance, he held the water bottle above his crotch and guided Chip to the bottle.

Chip, wanting to play along, took the straw in his mouth and sucked up the water. To amuse Hades, he even bobbed up and down like he was giving a blowjob.

“Fuck Zeus and his stupid rules! Look at this kid! I could be getting a blow job right now but nOoOo I have to wait! God damn it!” Hades said as he watched Chip work his crotch. The others just laughed and agreed their annoyance.

As Chip finished the bottle of water, Poseidon grabbed his head and held the socks out. “Alright, it’s time for your gag. Open up, no more delays. Vulcan, hand me the tape in the glove box.” Chip obeyed and opened his awaiting maw as the large roll of duct tape was passed to Hades.

Poseidon crammed the first sock in and wasted no time in stuffing the second one in there. It was quick and efficient, especially since not a moment passed as Poseidon pulled away as Hades began sealing his lower face in duct tape. Skilled with bondage, Hades wasted no time as he made six rotations around the boy's face before cutting the strip with his teeth, sealing the socks inside.

Chip on the other hand learned the difference between his two gags very quickly. His original gag had been eight g-strings crammed into his mouth and then tied with a handkerchief. While the gag itself was painful due to the large volume of cloth in his mouth, the taste was not awful.

Those undergarments had been only worn a few hours before being removed and stored in Chip’s mouth. The taste felt like something on the back burner of his senses. It was there but not ever-present.

Licking Hades and Poseidon's armpits had also been exciting. The taste of sweat was strong but it was not unbearable. It was the soup on the stove of his senses that he continued to mix, always controlling the taste and how much got into his mouth.

Vulcan’s socks were an assault on his taste buds. Continuing his analogy, this soup was boiling over and causing a mess of his senses. He felt bile rise as the taste hit him. He tried to speak, to cough, to object but by then the second sock was already in.

As he tried to push the offense to nature that were these socks out of his mouth, he heard the sound of duct tape. He tried to move away but Poseidon was keeping his head in place as loop after loop sealed his mouth.

His eyes watered as looked at Poseidon pleadingly. Fuck Vulcan’s feeling, his taste buds were actively dying as those foul socks remained trapped inside of him. He wanted them out!

“I gave you a chance to back out, you made your choice. Those are staying in till we get to the house.” Poseidon as though a parent was scolding their child.

Chip turned to Hades for help, but was only met with a laugh as he ruffled his hair. “You heard the boss. Those are not leaving under any circumstances.” Chip started struggling with his bonds then.

He tried talking back, swearing at Vulcan for choosing these cursed socks, but no one could make out what he was saying. After a couple of minutes, he calmed down and accepted his fate.

They rode in silence, the sound of heavy breathing from Chip the only thing breaking the silence. Then Ares spoke “You know next time we take a kid home, I’m not driving. You guys all got to play with him while I’ve been driving.”

“His nose is still uncovered if you want to add something.” Hades offered unapologetically.

“As a matter of fact, I fuckin will! Vulcan hold the wheel steady.” Ares said as Vulcan obeyed, keeping the car straight. Ares then removed his left boot and passed it back to Poseidon.

“If the kid gets to suck up Vulcan’s foot sweat, then he can smell mine till we get back.” The boot was large and old. The scent of it being removed immediately flooded the car and several of the men gagged.

“Damn dude, how old are those!” Hades asked covering his nose.”

“Had them nearly eight years. Unless you boys want to smell them, stick it in the kiddo’s face.” Ares said, not caring about the stink bomb he had unintentionally released on his passengers.

Poseidon coughed into his arm before pressing the boot onto Chip’s face. The opening of the boot swallowed his face hole, sending him into darkness. He tried to hold his breath but eventually, he breathed in.

That soup that was boiling over was now on fire! Chip felt his eyes go cross-eyed as the air he breathed was heavily tainted. He tried coughing but it got him nowhere.

He felt tears run down his face as the stench attached to his very essence. Then he heard the familiar sound of duct tape as the boot was secured firmly to his face. He tried shaking it off when they released their grip but it was for naught.


Chip then felt himself go incredibly hard and reached desperately for his cock. With his hands bound to his sides, he found little success other than drawing the attention of his boner to the backseat.

“Haha seems the boy likes your boot Ares!” Hades laughed as Vulcan looked over the shoulder to see before joining in the laughter.

What Poseidon said next caused Chip to panic and wiggle in his bonds. “Ares I don’t want us getting pulled over. Keep us ten under the speed limit.”

Ares laughed understanding his meaning. “Yes sir! Should arrive in the next hour and a half if I take the old highway rather than the interstate!”

Chip fell limp as he heard Poseidon agree and they got off on the next exit. Chip focused on his breathing and tried to ignore his ever-growing boner. He was so caught up in his predicament that he totally forgot that he no longer had his phone which he had unlocked for Vulcan.

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Thank you everyone for reading! Please leave a comment and let me know what you thought of this chapter! Have a great day!

@blackbound | @ChairBoy | @Bootmark | @Guardianbound | @harveygasson | @TightropesEU

Just finished reading chapter 4, wow! Seems like Chip found some much better friends! Zeus has a tough job on his hands, though. Even if Chip is enjoying his situation, I'm not sure he'll accept this life on a more permanent basis. The gag scene was incredible, and Vulcan definitely caught my attention with that dirty sock.

[blackbound]

Hermes' backstory is very interesting; I'm glad he (mostly) got over his anger and his playfulness with Chip is really cute. The Red Bull scene is great, but so are the small details like placing the table to obscure the TV. Looking forward to more!

[Socksbound]

Chip is so sweet and innocent. He really has no idea what he’s in for and as much fun as he’s having it’s going to take a lot of effort to get him to agree to stay.

Loved getting some back story on Hermes’ and how tragic his past was. I’ve changed my vote a couple times now from Zeus to Apollo and now to Hermes

[gag1195]

These little backstory vignettes are really great, even if you are using them to keep teasing us with the game we are all anxiously waiting for!

[squirrel]

Another amazing chapter! I especially loved the two footrests

[Bradstick]

Thanks for Reading! I appreciate all of you that took the time to leave a comment. They mean way more than you know!

@Tsuhaya I am so glad to see you are starting the series! Please keep me updated as you read! These friends are definitely a lot better than the ones he had before! A lot sexier too!

@blackbound I am glad I was able to give some interesting story elements to Hermes. My main fear with this story was all the characters feeling the same with their being eight doms. I think doing this sporadic backstory in the chapters helps with that.

@Socksbound Chip is just so sweet and naive. He has no sense of self preservation, just wanting to please others. As much fun as Chip is having, rerouting your life after one night is a lot to ask.

@gag1195 Chill chill my friend! The main event is just a couple hours away. But don’t think this story is anywhere close to done. I want to do multiple stories with these characters and possibly some one-shots with the other houses as well.

@squirrel I am glad you liked the chapter! What better use for a bound up jock than a foot rest!

Thanks again for reading everyone. The next chapter will be out later tonight!

[Bradstick]

Chapter 11
A Lap Dance Showdown

Chip awoke from his nap towards the end of the football game. Hermes had been snacking on some chips so Chip moved closer to Hades. Noticing he was awake, Hades eagerly took the boy from Hermes and brought him close to his chest.

As the game ended, Zeus spoke up “alright, is everyone ready for the next game? You with us Chip?”

Chip nodded and gave a muffled reply through his sponge gag. “Good, Apollo go grab some rope. The rest of you, get those coffee tables out of here and clean up.” Zeus then stood and grabbed a chair from the kitchen.

He brought it to the center of the room and then took Chip from Hade’s clutches. He was forced into the chair as Apollo returned with rope. The two of them began attaching each of his legs to the front chair legs. They used several knots, ones Chip doubted he could remove in any timely manner.

Once his legs were secured, they secured his torso and butt to the chair back. His abdomen was covered in rope but they had made sure to leave his nipples exposed. His arms were left free to the air and were in no way bound. Once they were finished, Apollo sat down and Zeus addressed the room.

“Time for the last game before the main event,” Zeus said as he ruffled the gagged boy next to him. “You have only one goal! Make Chip cum.”

The men all leaned forward, interested in the prospect. “We are all going to draw straws and take turns giving Chip a lap dance. You will get two minutes before a five-minute break. Then the next person will go and we will repeat until Chip ejaculates on one of us.”

“During that five minute break, you will get to change your outfit to anything in the dressing room. You only have five minutes so be thinking. You also can pick one item or prop to assist you. No duplicates, I want Chip to get the full experience!” Zeus explained and all of them nodded their heads.

“Some ground rules. First, you are not allowed to play with his cock. You can give him a lap dance and grind all you want, but your hands and holes stay away. The second is no removing the gag. Third is no loopholes. If I think you pushing the rules, you get one warning and then you will be joining Ares and Poseidon on the floor. Everyone clear?” Zeus made eye contact with each of the men.

Chip watched as each of them nodded to Zeus, and then each turned their attention towards Chip. He saw the wheels turning in each of their minds as they ran through different possibilities of how to make him cum.

Chip watched as Zeus knelt in front of him, blocking his view from the others. “That sounds okay for a game?” Zeus asked with concern in his voice, clearly wanting to make sure Chip was okay with this. Chip, of course, was totally fine with this game. He nodded and Zeus smiled before standing and addressing the crowd. “Let’s draw straws!”


Hermes was the first to go. Chip was informed that he would be blindfolded during the five minutes of prep time. He was unsure what the costume was but judging by the annoyed curses from the others, he was in for a treat. He also heard something being tied to the ceiling above him but he couldn’t hear anything.

The blindfold was removed and Chip got his first glance at Hermes. He was in camo pants and camo jacket that was fully unzipped, revealing his muscular chest. He wore military grade boots and pitch black sunglasses. The music began as Hermes immediately straddled the boy on the chair.

Hermes grabbed Chip’s unbound arms and forced them onto his chest and ground himself against Chip’s lap. Chip was able to feel the muscular of Hermes pectorals, Hermes’ grip making it impossible for Chip to let go. The jacket was thrown off as Hermes began flexing his large biceps for Chip.

Zeus called the one minute warning and Hermes reached above Chip’s head. Chip had not looked above so he missed the rope that was above a foot above his head, hanging from ceiling.

Hermes grabbed onto it with both hands and pulled himself up. Hermes kept his stomach pressed against Chip as he climbed, making Chip get a face full of Hermes. Chip silently wished he wasn’t gagged as he would love to be licking him up and down.

Hermes continued climbing until Chip’s face was pressed against Hermes' hidden member. Chip could tell how hard he was, even without the outline showing on the camo pants. Hermes held himself there, letting Chip breathe in the scent of his junk before descending.

As he reached the chair, he made of show of removing the pants, revealing a camo jock strap. Again he ascended the rope, allowing Chip to get another up-close view of his body. Despite Chip’s efforts, the cock ring held out and he was unable to cum. Zeus called the time and the blindfold was returned.



Vulcan was next and as the blindfold was removed, he saw Vulcan dressed in padded football gear. He didn’t wear a shirt underneath, revealing his torso and bright red jockstrap. He wore long white socks the went below his knee caps. Over his shoulder was a towel that sat loosely.

The music started up again and the show began. Rather than straddling him, he turned around and sat down. With Vulcan’s muscles pressed into Chip’s face, Vulcan grabbed each of Chip’s hands and guided them across his body. Starting at the pectorals, Vulcan guided him down his body until he reached his clothed junk.

As they moved down his body, Vulcan grounded his ass onto Chip. Chip did his best to hump the large booty that wrapped his cock but it was all for naught with the ropes holding him down. Zeus called out the one-minute warning.

Vulcan released the grip on Chip’s hands and stood up. Grabbing the towel off his shoulder, he wrapped his waist. As seductively as possible, he removed the jockstrap and Chip watched him hit the floor.

Before Chip could react, Vulcan stepped forward over the chair, unwrapped the towel, and swung it around Chip’s head. Chip was defenseless as the towel secured the back of his head and Chip’s world went dark. Vulcan slammed his erect cock into Chip’s face, grinding up and down.

Using the towel, he kept Chip’s head pressed into his junk. The other men whooped and hollered. Zeus called the time and Chip was released. Despite Vulcan’s best efforts, Chip was unable to conquer the cock ring. Vulcan stepped away and the blindfold was reattached.



Hades was the third to take the challenge. As Chip regained his sight, he was met with Hades in firefighter uniform. He wore no shirt but had on a bulky fireman’s jacket and pants. From what Chip could tell from the thickness, it was not a costume but real gear that a firefighter would wear.



Hades grabbed Chip’s hands and made them scour his body. Hades was more forceful than the others as he allowed the bound boy to feel him up. Eventually, Hades moved to sit on his lap and forced Chip’s hand to take handfuls of his toned ass.

Chip, taking the hint to leave his hands in place as he held onto the bubble butt, watched Hades flex his large biceps. As Zeus called the one-minute mark, rather than stripping, he reached down and grabbed a water bottle near Chip’s legs that Chip had not noticed.

Hades undid the cap and poured the water onto his head. Chip watched as water coursed down his muscled chest as Hades continued his seductive flexing. Time was called and Hades let out a curse as he too was unsuccessful.



As Chip blinked from the light returning after the five minutes of wait, he had a hard time figuring out who was the next contender. Then it clicked as he realized it was Dion in front of him, clad head to toe in a Spiderman costume that left nothing to the imagination.

Not having the muscles to compete, Dion had chosen a different strategy. With his dick outlined in the suit, Chip watched as Dion grabbed a can whip cream from the fridge. While the others had remained mostly silent during their shows, letting their action and music talk for them, Dion spoke. “Let me show you this spider’s web,” he said in a seductive tone.

Chip was forced to grab onto the whipped cream can which Dion held as though it was his own dick. He forced Chip’s hands up and down as though he was giving Dion a handjob. Dion let out moans of pleasure as he acted out his part.

Dion pressed the tip of the can and white cream shot across Chip. As the dust settled from the mock orgasm, Zeus called the one minute. Dion ripped off his mask, letting his purple-tipped locks fall.



Dion went to his knee and leaned over Chip. He began lapping up every drop of cream that landed on the bound boy. Chip and Dion’s gaze locked and they neither refused to break it. Chip was the closest he had come to orgasm as he felt Dion’s tongue across his body. Still, as the time ended, he was still left with balls of blue.



Zeus was the next one to meet his sight as the blindfold was ripped off. What met him was construction work wearing a bright orange vest and hard helmet. He wore heavy pants and no shirt underneath the vest.

Zeus straddled the chair and the two men’s chests connected. Chip’s face was grabbed as Zeus brought him into a deep kiss. His gagged lips made it so he was unable to reciprocate the kiss, driving Chip mad! Zeus ground himself against Chip’s groin, hoping for a better outcome than the others.

Apollo called the one minute mark and Zeus switched his strategy. He grabbed a small adjustable wrench. With as much speed as he could, he pushed the wrench against Chip’s nipple and tightened it.

Once it was fully secure he twisted the wrench, eliciting a small moan from Chip. Still in his lap, he turned his attention to the other nipple and bit down. For the next thirty seconds, Chip’s nipples were assaulted as Zeus kept grinding against Chip's hard cock.

Chip was so close to the edge but then Apollo called it. Zeus stood, detaching his mouth from his right nipple. With a half moan/half scream, Chip roared as Zeus ripped the wrench from his nipple, not unfastening it first. The blindfold returned and he knew who was next.



Apollo was the last of the six, having drawn the shortest straw. As the blindfold was removed, Chip beheld the costume Apollo had chosen. He was in a cop uniform complete with a belt and a fake gun.

Rather than sitting down, he grabbed both of Chip’s wrists and held them above his head. With one hand holding them together, he easily handcuffed them and kept them behind the boy.

With his hands out of the way, he set to work tickling the boy's armpits as he sat down on the boy's lap. Chip howled in laughter as the body was assaulted by the devilish fingers.

As Zeus called the one minute, Apollo began descending down the boy's abdomen, sticking a finger into his navel and twisting and the boy writhed above him. His muffled laughter filled the room as the men watched hungrily.

He moved down to his thighs with his fingers as Apollo moved down to the floor to give him easier access. Apollo made certain to keep his fingers off Chip’s cock but got as close as he could. Precum was dripping down the boy as he was so close to cumming.

Apollo sighed in defeat as Zeus called the time. Chip was finally able to catch his breath but angrily looked at his cock as though something was wrong with him. He wanted to cum so bad but that damn ring kept him just at the edge. Zeus passed around straws once more and it was time for round two.

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Thank you, everyone, for reading! Please leave a comment and let me know what you think of this chapter. The poll ends with this chapter, In the next chapter we will get to see our victor deflower their prize! You can always change your vote or convince others in the comments to change theirs.

@blackbound | @ChairBoy | @Bootmark | @Guardianbound | @harveygasson | @TightropesEU | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @Socksbound | @squirrel | @Tsuhaya

[squirrel]

I think it was one of the hottest chapters in this tale! Hermes and Apollo had the best costumes; what can be better than a hot alpha wearing a military or police uniform?

Absolutely brilliant!

[gag1195]

I am actually changing my vote to Apollo. The cop uniform with the handcuffs, along with using tickling approach (most unique from the other routines) was great! I'm liking him more and more the more time goes on too. His history with Zeus, and needing things to go well with Chip almost as much as Zeus himself, made me change my vote.

As thematic as it would be to give Zeus the honor of Ganymede's first time, I think Apollo has more than proven himself worthy of that honor!

[blackbound]

Maybe Apollo and Hermes should share him!

This setup seems to give a slight advantage to those later in the rotation. Wonder what costumes are up next!

[Socksbound]

Wow what an incredibly hot chapter!! Any one of those would have set me off all such thought out routines. I’m completely jealous of Chip at the moment

[Pup Wingletang]

Just read chapter 9 and very much enjoyed watching our gods wrestle. Too bad both our chastity bound hunks failed to win their rounds and ended up well trussed. Loved Zeus's loophole with the blindfold.

[Pup Wingletang]

Caught up again now and they were a couple of hot chapters.

I can definitely identify with Chip falling asleep while the sport is on. I've always been able to zone out from sports commentary! Love the way the free hunks toy with their bound compatriots.

Lots of imaginative outfits for the lapdancing. I've always been a bit of a sucker for Spiderman and Dion was very imaginative with the cream. Cop Apollo with the handcuffs was also good and he definitely retained my vote.

Lots of fun little details and glimpses into the difficult backstories of our gods. Great work!

[Bradstick]

Thanks for Reading! I am sorry for the delay in the next chapter. Work has been a shit storm and one 100+ page document later, here I am

@squirrel I had a feeling you would enjoy those costumes. I had you in mind when coming up with those ideas. I am glad you like them!

@gag1195 I am surprised you changed your vote! You were a hardcore Zeus supporter since the poll. Granted your reasoning is sound. I hope Apollo does not disappoint

@blackbound Unfortunately sharing won’t be happening for this game but I hope the ending of the next chapter does justice for Hermes.

@Socksbound I am with you there! Getting anyone of those routines would be a dream come true, let alone all six!

@Pup Wingletang I am glad you were able to get caught up! The wresting scene was a lot of fun and them getting used as a footrest was a lot of fun to write! I am glad you liked the Spiderman outfit, I wasn’t too sure on that one so I am glad someone enjoyed it!

Thanks again for reading everyone. The next chapter will be out later tonight!

[Bradstick]

Chapter 12
The Climax

Apollo walked into the room holding every one of their outfits. He had drawn better than round 1, being the fourth to go instead of the last. He looked at the costumes and tried to devise a new plan.

Apollo had watched each person bring Chip to the edge but none of them had been able to finish the job. They were missing something and Apollo just needed to go find it. He closed his eyes and searched his memory for every time Chip had been the most infatuated by their group.

Realization hit him like a truck as he grabbed his next outfit. When the blindfold was removed, Apollo watched with a smile as Chip salivated at his outfit. He wore a brown cowboy hat, cowboy boots, no shirt, and a pair of assless chaps. Apollo had chosen the lasso and fastened it loosely around the boy's torso.

Once it was secured he moved to the back of the chair and pulled the lasso. The chair fell backward and Chip was left staring at the ceiling. The view was quickly obscured as Apollo moved to sit on the boy's gagged face.



With the assless chaps, Chip was met with the bare skin of Apollo’s butt cheeks as they enveloped his face. Apollo yelled out to the boy “You are not getting any air until that cock of yours shoots!” Apollo smiled as Chip’s cock strained against the ring, clearly being enamored by this new challenge.

Apollo clenched his cheeks and created an airtight seal around the boy's face. He felt the rush of hot air fill the his cheeks as Chip exhaled. He heard the boy try and take a breath only to met with muscled flesh sealing him in.

Chip began to thrash in the chair as he needed to breathe. Apollo was not going to break his promise. He didn’t care if he knocked the kid out, he doubted they would make it to round three, especially as the others would soon copy his idea.

Apollo flexed his glutes and tightened his legs around the boy's head keeping his nose planted in his hole and staring into the darkness of his ass. Then Apollo noticed the boy tense and heard the groans of his compatriots. Apollo turned around and saw Chip's chest which was covered in his own semen.

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Chip's mind was reeling as he suffocated inside Apollo’s ass. His mind was a mixture of emotions, the first being the panic of not being able to breathe. The second is the annoyance of being edged by all these men. But the forward emotion running through his mind was how horny he was. Being enveloped by another man’s behind shouldn’t feel natural but to him it was.

He let himself sink deeper into those thoughts and simply enjoyed his position. The next thing he knew he felt the familiar rush from an orgasm and felt the wet splatter of his own seed on his chest. He had concurred that infernal cock ring and a wave of pride fill him.

Suddenly his eyes were filled with light as Apollo removed his body from Chip’s face as he stood up. Chip drank in the air as he began to regain his composure. The men around him all cheered half heartily as they congratulated Apollo.

Chip was eventually freed from the chair and the gag was removed. Apollo and Zeus left for the back room to get some supplies for the next part. Chip was a little surprised when Dion grabbed him and led him to the bathroom. Chip then had the most uncomfortable situation of his life as Dion explained how to properly clean himself out before bottoming.

5 minutes later the two left the bathroom, Chip red in the face from embarrassment but now much more educated on the life of a bottom. Apollo and he chatted briefly about taking it slow and what to expect. Apollo then asked the final question, “Do you want me to tie you up for this?”

The question took Chip by surprise. He thought about his options and Chip reflected on the day's events. He came to the conclusion that he loved being tied up. Having his freedom and decision taken away was exactly what he wanted. “Yes!”

Chip and Zeus set to work on restraining Chip. The white rope was brought out and his hands were restrained behind his back. His ankles were pressed against each button cheek as he was laid on his stomach.

A rope was used to connect the thigh to each ankle, forcing his legs into a bent position. Further rope was used below his shoulders to keep his arm in place. They then lifted him off the floor and onto the center console.

Chip's face was angled so he was looking directly at the couch and not the TV. This meant he was met with a view of each of the hunks slowly stroking their erect member as they stared him down, reminding Chip of wolves looking a baby lamb.



Apollo grabbed two nearby socks from the floor, unsure who they belonged to, and stuffed them into the boy's mouth. The taste was vile but he had other concerns. Chip heard the sound of the bottle opening and the cold sensation of lube entering his hole.

First one finger, then two, and then three. Apollo went slowly, reassuring Chip each time he entered the boy. Chip did his best to relax but the pain of his hole expanding was something new and foreign. Chip latched himself to each praise that Apollo offered, focusing on his voice.

Then the cock that he had seen throughout the day entered him. It was bigger than the fingers by far. Apollo started out slow but allowed himself to fall into a primal state. His need outweighing Chip’s need to take it slow.

Chip bit down on the socks and moaned loudly. Then stars filled his eyes as Apollo’s cock hit his prostate. Chip's eyes rolled into the back of his head. He was so focused on the pleasure flooding his body that he didn’t notice the others stroking themselves harder.

Pounding after pounding came and Chip was in a state of pure bliss. Then hot liquid filled his inside as rope after rope shot into him. Apollo panted as he filled his charge with his seed. As he pulled out, Apollo grabbed a small dildo and pushed it into Chip’s back door. “Watch my kids for the night Chip,” Apollo said with a wink as he slapped Chip’s bubbly ass.

Chip lies there panting for breath, barely taking in Apollo’s words. He was forced back to reality as he was flipped onto his back, facing the ceiling. Chip hadn’t noticed the five others all standing from the couch. Apollo took a step back and let the others all circle the bound-up Chip.

Without a word, they each began stroking their cocks as hard as they could. Each one competed with the others for Chip’s attention as Chip made eye contact with each one. Load after load was fired onto his stomach and face. Hades had been the first to shoot, followed shortly by Vulcan. Hermes and Deon were seconds apart, Hermes hitting him directly in the eye. Zeus was the last one, coating his hair as he stood above his head. The final person was Chip as he came for a second time that night.


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Thanks, everyone for bearing with me on this chapter. I know many of you are not the biggest fan of sex so this chapter is short. Don't worry, the next ones will be more bondage-focused. I am hoping I am able to write more now that I have that paper done. I present to my boss and her boss next week so wish me luck! Please let me know what you though of this chapter in the comments. I truly appreciate all of you that have left a comment!

@blackbound | @ChairBoy | @Bootmark | @Guardianbound | @harveygasson | @TightropesEU | @gag1195 | @DeeperThanRed | @Socksbound | @squirrel | @Tsuhaya | @Pup Wingletang

[blackbound]

Yay, it's back! I certainly enjoyed the show - and good luck with your presentation, I'm sure you'll nail it harder than Chip just got.

[DeeperThanRed]

Apollo didn't go easy on Chip butI like the way guys took their time with Chip. Great update as always!

[gag1195]

Did not disappoint in the slightest! I'm actually quite happy I changed my vote! I just wonder what's next for Chip after this exiting night ends...