It’s not always a good idea to do anything overt when you’re in a public setting, but an occasional subtle reminder – one that mutual friends will think is just two boyfriends joking around – of just who owns the other’s balls can make a huge difference in reinforcing proper behavior.
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I told you, you can have him when I’m done. Don’t rush me.
If you two are just going to screw around all day, you can just sit there and watch while I get someone competent to do the work. I’d send you home, but I’ve already paid you and I’m going to get my money’s worth somehow, so you’re going to provide some….relaxation….to whoever I hire to finish your job.
Look, you don’t have to worry about it. I mean, I think that cage is freakin’ hilarious, but it’s your cock. No reason you should have to keep it locked up if you don’t want to. I’ll definitely help you get out of there.
Who do you want me to call for help? Police? Fire department? Newspaper? Maybe I’ll call all three, just to be safe.
My partner always likes to do his hunting in stores. I prefer just nabbing a guy in an empty park or dark alley, but he says likes the challenge of convincing them he’s their new friend. Apparently there’s something enjoyable about getting them to goof around with him and cause a bit of mayhem on their last day of freedom.
Personally, I think he just likes the irony of them willingly climbing into a shopping cart just a few hours before they’re sold off as merchandise at the auction.






