Bondage and Marriage - 24

Noah, who could endure pain as much as necessary but was extremely weak to pleasure, couldn’t crawl much further as the vibrator’s intensity increased. He tried subtly to push it away, but because the fur on his tail was getting slightly wet, it prevented the vibrator from moving at all.

“Ah! Ah, uh… ngh…”

An omega derives more pleasure from stimulation in the rear than from their genitals, and Noah was no different. Trembling as he moaned, Noah curled up and crawled again. Each time he moved his legs, the increasingly intense vibrations pressed against his inner walls, causing clear liquid to drip from his penis.

Barely managing to complete another round, Noah collapsed at Ian’s feet, panting and unable to move further. The vibrating sound had become so loud that even his ears could clearly hear it. Noah scratched at the carpet, desperately rubbing his forehead and cheeks against Ian, looking up at him. Even though Heather was present, Ian was the one who gave the direct orders, so if Noah wanted to beg, he had to do so to Ian.

“I haven’t told you to stop crawling yet.”

“I-Ian… Please…”

Unable to contain himself, Noah pleaded. He hoped that the vibration would be reduced or that his tail would be dealt with in some way, but Ian, who had brought Heather specifically to torment Noah, had no intention of granting that plea. ‘Please, what? Do more?’ Ian pretended not to understand and raised the switch in his hand. The vibrations instantly reached their highest level, and Noah let out a short scream.

“…Ah, uh, ugh! Stop, stop…!”

If the previous vibration had only tickled him, now it was practically digging into him. His vision blurred, and a white sensation of pleasure exploded before his eyes. The fur tightly clenched between his buttocks was now completely wet. Noah’s white toes curled as he futilely pushed against the soft carpet.

His mind half-melted by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body, Noah’s hips began to twitch. As his tail, still inserted, shook back and forth, Ian grabbed Noah’s chin, almost like one would tease a dog, and laughed before pushing Noah’s head down against the floor.

“Look at this. Wagging your tail like that, you’re just like a bitch in heat.”

“Ugh, uh! N-no…”

“No? Well, I suppose bitches don’t speak human words.”

With even more force, Ian pressed down on Noah’s upper body while grabbing his tail. Holding onto the stiff plastic core, he twisted it as if turning a handle. Noah’s body jerked violently.

“Ahh, ah… Ah!”

As the vibrator, which had been held in one direction, started twisting inside him while still vibrating intensely, Noah felt like something was thrashing about inside his stomach. Pleasure mixed with a dull pain, flooding Noah’s body. He scratched at the carpet, crying, and when Ian twisted the vibrator in the opposite direction, Noah’s body shivered as he let out a near-scream. A slow stream of semen dripped from Noah’s penis onto the floor.

Just as Ian wanted, Noah could barely form any words, lying face-down and panting. So good… I wish he’d do it one more time… Noah thought as he let go of the carpet he had been gripping. His hands were sticky with sweat, and a few strands of carpet fibers stuck to them. Unfortunately for Noah, Ian was only interested in pulling out his tail now. The plug-shaped vibrator was dragged out, wet and slick, all the way until it got caught at the entrance. Noah’s body quivered weakly as it was removed.

Ian’s pants were noticeably bulging, but he made no effort to hide it. As he tugged harder on Noah’s tail, Noah whimpered, trying to pull his hips back, but ultimately, the vibrator was yanked out, still buzzing loudly, and rolled across the floor. Heather let out a small sigh.

“Your omega needs to learn patience before obedience.”

How about patience training? At Heather’s suggestion, Noah, still catching his breath, lifted his head. Heather walked past him to the table. The reception room had a variety of drinks for guests, including bottled water. Heather reached under the table and grabbed a bottle of water.

Unlike typical store-bought water bottles, the ones in the reception room were sleek and elegantly designed glass bottles. The brand was familiar to Noah. Ian, without a word, seemed to approve of Heather’s actions. Heather opened the bottle and placed it next to Noah, the clear water inside glistening. Noah immediately realized what Heather intended to do.

“Sit. I don’t need to tell you how to sit, do I?”

Noah, looking back and forth between Ian and Heather, started sobbing softly, resigning himself as he got up. Swallowing hard, he held the glass bottle between his legs and lowered his hips. The cool, smooth bottle soon pressed against his rear. Compared to the vibrator, the bottle’s thickness was nothing, so after a bit of fumbling to find the right position, it easily slid between his buttocks.

Groaning slightly, Noah inserted the bottle about a hand’s length, and Heather, stroking Noah’s cheek, praised him for being good before taking hold of the bottle herself. As Heather raised the bottle, Noah had no choice but to get on all fours again, lifting his hips. The bottle, now tilted, gurgled as cold water flowed inside him.

“Nngh… uh…”

The sensation of liquid, different from that of the vibrator, made Noah let out a soft moan as he gripped the carpet. Unlike solid objects, liquids don’t feel much at first, but they become more uncomfortable over time. Heather adjusted the bottle’s angle, ensuring all the water flowed inside. The empty glass bottle made a clinking sound as it was placed back on the table. Ian, who had been watching with disinterest, tilted his chin.

“One more.”

“O-one… more…?”

Noah stammered. While he had once managed to take 1000ml, that didn’t make adding a few hundred milliliters any easier. ‘Your master said one more, sweetheart,’ Heather said, patting Noah’s buttocks as she uncapped another bottle. Without changing Noah’s position, she simply pushed it in. Some water spilled out, but most of it flowed cleanly into Noah’s rear.

After a while, the second bottle was emptied as well and placed on the table. Noah groaned as the discomfort began to settle in his stomach, and Ian, smirking crookedly, picked up the tail lying on the floor. Noah’s eyes widened in shock.

“I’m not going to put that in…”

“You’ll only know if you try.”

This time, Noah followed Ian’s lead without protest, despite his body struggling. Ian’s face was filled with mischief, as if Noah’s lack of refusal was all the encouragement he needed. But inserting a vibrator… This is too much… Ah!

“Ugh, ah, it hurts…! Huh, agh…!”

The vibrator pressed inside with an overwhelming pressure, far stronger than before. His stomach was already filled with what felt like two bottles of water. Naturally, the pain doubled. As Ian slowly reinserted the tail, Noah whimpered, gripping the carpet. His whole body shuddered with chills.

When the vibrator was fully inserted, Noah felt his belly swell, making it impossible to move. It felt like he had a stomachache, and any movement caused a sensation of water sloshing inside.

“Shall we pick up where we left off?”

Ian asked as he stroked the soft fur of the tail. Noah, panting, raised his head. By “where we left off,” Ian must have meant crawling around the drawing room. There were still two laps to go. Just the slightest wiggle of the tail made Noah groan, his body shuddering. Cold sweat began to form on his forehead and neck as Noah started to tear up.

“I can’t… I can’t do it… Ah…”

“You can’t? So, the training earlier didn’t work, huh?”

Ian, with a smirk curling one side of his mouth, suddenly opened the door connected to the drawing room. It led to a long hallway where the guest rooms were located. He dragged Noah, who was lying on the floor, out into the hallway and pushed him forward. Heather followed, closing the door behind them, while Noah curled up, trembling. It was late at night, and the hallway was quiet, but there was always the chance that someone could appear at any moment.

“Huh, huh…”

“We’ll change locations. Crawl to Heather’s room.”

“But… Ian…”

Noah, naked, with the tail still inserted, crouched down in the hallway where a servant could appear at any moment. His body curled, less to hide his modesty and more to conceal the arousal that was evident. It was strange to be so aroused in such a situation.

“You’d better hurry before someone catches you.”

Ian crossed his arms and said, clearly indifferent. Sniffling, Noah began crawling along the hallway. This time, his body felt much heavier for a different reason. Each movement made his stomach hurt more, forcing him to pause and whimper, only to start crawling again. Every time the pain surged, his backside clenched, and his front twitched.

But crawling here was much easier than in the drawing room. Heather’s room wasn’t far either. In fact, except for the stomach pain, Noah found crawling easier than before. Regretting that the distance was short, he deliberately slowed down, pretending to struggle with the pain, moving sluggishly until he was halfway to his destination.

“Ah?!”

Suddenly, the vibrator, which had been quietly swaying with each crawl, started vibrating fiercely. The already aching inside of him felt like it was being shaken violently. Noah trembled and collapsed on the spot.

“Ah, ah, please… Ian…”

His backside bulged and quivered, as if it might expel the vibrator at any moment. Since he had emptied his insides before arriving at the drawing room, the only thing that could come out was water, but that didn’t make it any less agonizing.

“If you spill anything in the hallway, I’ll call someone to clean it up immediately.”

Ian’s cruel words came as he increased the vibration’s intensity. Noah whimpered and forced his legs to move. The urge to expel the water was strong, but the desire to climax was even harder to suppress.

By the time Noah, nearly sobbing, finally managed to crawl into Heather’s room, Heather grabbed hold of the tail. Noah let out a sharp cry and struggled, but Heather held firm, pushing and pulling the vibrator inside as it was withdrawn. Noah could do nothing but helplessly leak clear water from his backside. Tightening to avoid climaxing was all he could do, but his effort was in vain.

The moment they entered the room, Ian, seemingly unwilling to wait any longer, pushed Noah onto the floor. Without warning, he thrust his hardened, heated self inside.

“Ah, it hurts, ah, ah…!”

Ian’s angry cock entered even before Noah had finished expelling all the water, causing Noah to dig his nails into the floor in agony. When Ian buried himself deeply with a loud slap, Noah gasped silently, his head thrown back. His ragged breaths quickly turned into high-pitched moans.

With each thrust, as Ian gripped Noah’s hips and pulled him close, Noah moaned, caught between pain and pleasure. The solid shaft pressing inside with each rough stroke brought a dull, overwhelming ache that was intoxicating. Although Noah’s front had softened, it wasn’t from the pain. He had already climaxed when Ian first entered roughly.

As Noah writhed on the floor, caught between the agony and pleasure, Heather pried open his gasping lips and inserted her fingers. The sensation of her neatly trimmed nails scraping the inside of his mouth was yet another form of stimulation for Noah. Even as he panted, he stuck out his flushed tongue, licking Heather’s fingers.

“Ian, can I use that?”

“…Hah, do as you want.”

Ian responded, frowning as Noah tightened around him, inserting his fingers deep enough to make Noah gag. As Heather hummed and rummaged through her bag, Ian thrust forcefully, punishing Noah for tightening up, and finished his first climax.

“Hng… Huh…”

Even after climaxing, Ian kept moving, slow and steady, giving just enough stimulation to harden himself again. It was clear he intended to go for another round. Meanwhile, Heather, now wearing something she’d retrieved from her bag, giggled as she approached. Noah’s eyes widened in shock.

“I wish I were an Alpha, but unfortunately, I’m not.”

Given how much this Omega craves it, it probably wouldn’t matter if it were fake. As she spoke, Heather revealed something Noah had seen before.

Attached around her waist and between her legs, fastened tightly like underwear, was a sizable black dildo. The concept was simple: while the wearer thrust the dildo into the partner, the belt’s pressure would simultaneously stimulate the wearer. In other words, the dildo would stay in until the wearer reached climax. Noah tensed, his throat constricting with anxiety.

As Ian resumed his thrusting, Heather grabbed Noah by the hair, pulling his head up, and forced the dildo into his mouth. The blunt end of the dildo roughly pushed against his throat, making Noah gag and jerk his head back. With both Ian and Heather pushing into him, Noah’s body was jerked back and forth.

“Huu… ng… uh! Ugh…!”

Today, Ian’s movements were rougher, and before Noah realized it, the dildo was being pushed in so deeply that his throat convulsed whenever he opened his mouth. Tears streamed down from the physiological reaction. Pre-cum had already started dripping from between his legs. Noah tried his best to withstand Heather’s movements and provide stimulation in return. Knowing how Heather liked to torment her partner, Noah had no desire to stay trapped under her for long.

As Noah, his face turning red, let out muffled groans while being rocked by the two, Ian reached his second climax. After releasing deep inside, Ian pulled out, and milky fluid mixed with semen oozed from Noah’s swollen and loosened backside. The warm liquid trickling out made Noah shiver. However, while Ian seemed satisfied, Heather clearly wasn’t.

“Ian…”

As Heather positioned herself below with an expectant look, Noah pleaded sincerely with Ian for the first time. Ian glanced at Noah, unimpressed.

“Please, I really don’t want this… Ah, uh…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you cry real pretty…”

Heather licked her lips seductively, grasping Noah’s trembling hips. Carefully spreading him to avoid scratching with her nails, more fluid that hadn’t been expelled seeped out and ran down his thighs. Grabbing the dildo, Heather rubbed it against his entrance before thrusting it in all at once. Noah hunched his shoulders, gasping as Heather twirled the dildo inside, hitting a sensitive spot. Just as Heather excitedly prepared to thrust harder, Ian intervened.

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want this?”

Signaling Heather to stop, Ian grabbed Noah’s chin. Sensing this was his chance, Noah teared up beautifully and looked up with a frightened expression, his eyebrows trembling. Whenever Noah made this face, people couldn’t help but want to torment him, and Ian was no exception. However, today, Ian wasn’t as responsive. Rubbing Noah’s lips with his thumb, Ian asked,

“So, what do you want, hmm?”

“I… want Ian to…”

“What about me?”

“I want Ian… to, um, thrust into me…”

As Noah spoke, he looked down, his face flushed with embarrassment. Ian hummed, pretending to think it over. Noah felt relieved inside. Crying from the overwhelming pleasure in the parlor earlier was enough. If it were Heather doing it, it wouldn’t just stop at crying. That was why Noah only agreed to play with Heather when she was in a submissive role.

“If that’s what you want, I suppose I’ll grant your wish.”

Noah exhaled a sigh of relief. Naturally, Heather, who had been eagerly waiting to make Noah cry, looked disappointed and protested.

“So, what, you brought me here just to watch?”

“What do you want to do, then?”

Even though Noah was technically agreeing to be with Ian, it wasn’t entirely voluntary, so he kept shedding pretty tears while adjusting to Ian’s movements. He flinched as Heather answered Ian’s question with sparkling eyes.

“Well, if I can’t thrust, can I at least suck?”

Noah shook his head in panic, but Ian pulled Noah into his lap and spread his legs apart, ignoring his struggles. Seizing the opportunity, Heather grinned wickedly and buried her face between Noah’s legs.

***

“Noah? Noah, can you open the door?”

Heather knocked on the door, speaking softly. Noah remained silent, curled up under the blanket, ignoring her. Heather, however, didn’t let that stop her. She opened the door and walked in, her hands hidden behind her back. But Noah, sulking and turned away, didn’t notice.

“Are you upset? Hmm? Did you get mad because I teased you a little?”

Heather spoke in a babying tone, trying to coax Noah. This made him throw the blanket off and sit up angrily. With a cheerful face, Heather smiled brightly, having fulfilled her long-awaited wish the night before.

“I’m still sore down there!”

Noah pointed between his legs in protest. Last night, while on top of Ian, Heather had tormented him relentlessly. Being thrust into from behind while literally being sucked dry from the front had nearly driven Noah to tears. Yet, Heather knew this was her only chance and hadn’t stopped.

As always, being teased by Ian had been an incredible experience. The problem had been Heather… Later, after wrapping himself in a sheet and returning to his room, Noah examined himself and found his privates red and swollen, so tender they hurt to touch. I told her I didn’t want it! Noah was about to complain again when Heather quickly changed the subject and revealed what she had been hiding.

“Oh, right, Noah! I brought your favorite macarons from that shop.”

“……”

Heather, trying to soothe Noah, opened a box of macarons she had picked up that morning. It was an apology for going beyond what Noah had agreed to. Still pouting, Noah turned away, but Heather noticed his eyes flicker towards the macarons. Smiling victoriously, she unwrapped one and gently placed it in Noah’s slightly pouting mouth.

“Is it good?”

“…Yeah.”

Noah, not really mad to begin with, took a bite of the macaron Heather had placed in his mouth. He quickly returned to his usual self, and by the time he was eating his third one, Heather crossed her arms and asked with a curious look.

“But… you didn’t apply the healing ointment? Why is it still sore?”

“……”

Noah’s ears turned a bit red as he distracted himself by opening another macaron package. It was too embarrassing to admit that he liked the stinging sensation whenever his clothes brushed against the sore spot, which is why he hadn’t treated it. Heather pretended not to notice and glanced around the room. The room wasn’t bad, but considering Noah’s status in the mansion, it definitely wasn’t a good one.

“By the way, are you really staying in a room like this?”

“Yeah, Ian hates me.”

Noah answered absentmindedly as he focused on finishing off the macarons. Seeing that he had already eaten half the box, Heather snatched it from his hands and placed it far away. Noah just rolled his eyes and let her take it, used to having his snacks confiscated by others.

Meanwhile, Heather tilted her head in thought. Noah had told her that Ian hated him, which was why he hired Heather to torment him and gave him such a poor room. Heather had always believed that. But looking back on Ian’s actions last night, something didn’t add up. Sure, Ian did seem to enjoy tormenting Noah…

Pushing aside thoughts of Ian, Heather smiled brightly at Noah. After all, her reason for coming to the room wasn’t just to apologize.

“Speaking of which, Noah, I noticed the mansion has an indoor garden… How about we check it out?”

Heather’s subtle hint didn’t take long for Noah to pick up on, and his ears perked up with interest.

“Now that I think about it, I indulged myself too much yesterday. Today, I’ll do whatever you want. Anyway, everyone just thinks I’m here to torment you.”

The mansion had a large garden situated in the center of the rectangular building, designed so people could walk around in warmth even during the cold winter. It featured a rose garden, a fountain, and benches, all under a glass dome that kept the space as warm as a greenhouse during the winter.

Doing it in the garden… That means garden play, right? Noah quickly got excited and agreed.

“But with Ian here, no penetration.”

“I’ve filed my nails nicely… fingers are fine, though?”

“Yeah.”

The two quickly came to an agreement and headed to the indoor garden with excitement. On the way, they made sure it looked like Heather was dragging Noah along against his will, as they didn’t want to spoil the illusion. Heather walked ahead while Noah trailed behind. To the sympathetic employees, it would look like Heather was bullying Noah again.

When they arrived at the garden, the gardener was just finishing up trimming the rose bushes. Everyone who worked at the mansion knew that Heather, Ian’s lover, loved tormenting Noah, so the elderly gardener stared at the two with wide, concerned eyes.

“I’ll ask the gardener to leave the garden for us.”

“Oh, no need for that. Watch this.”

With a sexy smile, Heather yanked Noah’s hair, making him stumble forward. As Noah let out a small cry, Heather shoved him onto the grass and pressed her shoe into his chest. Though the fall wasn’t hard because of the soft grass, Noah glanced up to see the startled gardener hurriedly finishing his work and leaving the garden.

“When there’s commotion in a place like this, people usually leave to avoid getting involved.”

Heather slowly lowered her foot, pressing down between Noah’s legs, causing a stinging sensation that made Noah reflexively pull his legs back with a pained gasp. Licking her lips, Heather grabbed Noah by the collar and pulled him up. By now, Noah was starting to get hard.

However, there was one thing neither Heather nor Noah realized. The gardener, who had witnessed Heather pushing Noah down, had been working at the mansion as long as Hayden, and knew many people within the estate. Most notably, the elderly gardener was close to Miriam, who currently managed the mansion in Hayden’s absence.

And since Ian had decided to stay home today instead of going to work, it was only natural that Miriam, alarmed by the gardener’s report, would rush to inform Ian.