Troye ♕

Today at the office, Connor brought the photos me and him took. Now it's time to see who truly is the better photographer. "I'm gonna win, so you might want to prepare for defeat Con." I say teasingly.

"Oh yeah, sure..." He rolls his eyes. "And why are you so confident? You do realize that I have professional training."

"Yeah, but I have raw talent." I shoot back.

Connor smirks, "Wanna bet on it?"

"Bitch, I'm broke!" I laugh back.

"We cooould wager something else...something, you know, a bit sexual..." Connor says suggestively.

I roll my eyes, "Fine. If I win, I get to take over for a night; meaning you'll be the one tied up and I get to say when you come, but you'll still be topping. And if you win..."

"...then you'll cross-dress for me and let me wreck you." Connor immediately answers. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise at how quickly he said that answer.

"Deal."

"Deal."

Connor ♛

I call Finn, Lilly, and Zoella to my office; Troye insisted that I don't have Helbig involved.

"So, I'm gonna show all of you two pictures, and I want you guys to vote on which one is the most aesthetically pleasing. Lilly,  you first."

Lilly ☆

One picture was of a lake with trees surrounding the edges, and it was literally so amazing. Then, I looked over to the other picture, and damn. It was an image of a man looking out to the same lake in the other picture, his hand was on his lips...oh god. It's Troye. I look up at Connor with a raised eyebrow, then go to the chalkboard and vote for the 2nd picture (Connor's pic.)

Troye ♕

After the voting was over, Connor dismissed the three and locked the door behind them. "Ready for the results loser?" Connor teases.

"Oh, oh I'm ready..." I answer. We both go to the chalkboard. My picture taped under a #1 and his under a #2. I look at the score, and to my dismay, I have one vote and Connor has two. "What bitch didn't vote for mine?!?" He exclaims and then smirks at me, "So, I guess I win the bet, get ready to wear some heels for me, Troye."

"How did I not win!?! Look at mine!" But then it came to me that I really didn't look at Con's photo. I take both pictures in hand and examine his. Is that me? I look at Connor with a confused look, "Me?"

"Told you your face was beautiful, Princess." He smiles while caressing my cheek. At this simple action, my cheeks heat up and I turn away.

"Shut up." I mutter through my teeth.

Connor gets taken aback. "I'm sorry...what did you say to me? What did you say to your Master?" His dominance strikes again, faster than a snake.

"Uhh...um, I'm s-sorry sir. I mean, master!" I stutter out.

He still looks pissed, which makes me flinch. "After my shift, we're leaving to go home and we'll see if you ever tell me to shut up again." Connor hisses through his gritted teeth behind my ear.

(•_•) timeskip (•_•)

After we arrive to our home, Connor orders me to go to the black cabana and wait for him in the forgiveness pose: naked, sitting on my heels with my legs spread apart, hands behind my back, and head down.   I've never been in the black cabin, so I'm a 'little' nervous, plus I've never been punished by Connor. Sure, I have with my old Dom, but every Dom is different. At least me and Con decided on a safe word: red.

I opened the door of the black cabin, and it was a playroom with a display of paddles, whips, and rope on the walls. In the middle was a bed with bondages and on opposite wall was a St. Andrew's cross. There was also a rack in the back of the room filled with cross dressing clothes and next to it was a black leather couch with restraints. I'm fucked. I sit in the middle of the room in the forgiveness pose for 10 minutes until Master actually makes an appearance. My head is still down but I can hear his footsteps near me. All of a sudden, my hair get painfully yanked up causing me to cry out and stand up.

"Shut up slave." He says with a smirk, "yeah, that's what you are. A slave. Go to the couch."

I walk over to the couch and sit down on the ground next to it, waiting for Master to come back. He does with a tie, an extra large vibrator, some lube, and a cock ring. Oh god.

"Get on the couch and spread your legs whore." (A/N: Troye is okay with slut-shaming in the bedroom or playroom, just not when people truly mean it.) I did what I was told by sitting on one corner of the couch, using my hands to hold my legs apart, then looking up at Connor.

"Good boy. So, mind to tell me what I am punishing you for?" He asks.

I look down in shame and answer, "I was being disrespectful to you Master by telling you to shut up. I'm really sorry Daddy, it won't happen again!"

Connor stares at me in admiration, but then dominance takes over and he says, "You'll be forgiven after you receive your punishment which is: I'm gonna please you so hard, but you are not allowed to come under any circumstance, unless I give you permission, which is highly unlikely. Now spread your legs and keep them that way."

Connor gags me with the tie, and ties my legs and arms down with restraints. This way, I was completely on display with him. My hole and cock completely vulnerable to Connor. He first leans down a lick a wide strip over my hole, balls, and then the underside of my dick. I moan through the gag, enjoying the feeling. He repeats that until I'm all wet down there and hard. Then, he palms my dick and I let out a whimper, wanting more. "Let's get you loosened up." He mutters to himself. Covering his two fingers with lube, Connor pushes them knuckle deep in my puckered hole in one go, and I scream out in pain and pleasure. Then, he starts moving them in and out. Quickly, he adds a third finger... Then a fourth. After a while of me whining at the pleasurable feeling, Connor sneaks his thumb next to his other fingers, and soon enough, I'm being fisted. His hand moves in and out of my hole, causing me to bounce up and down slightly. Now, I'm squeezing my eyes shut, trying to find pleasure through the stinging stretch. After like five minutes, he takes his hand out of me and slips on the cock ring, making me feel uncomfortable because of my sensitivity. Connor turns on the vibrator and traces it over my length. Now, I'm painfully hard, so I beg Connor for release through the tie. "PLLLLZZZE DDADDDY! PLLLZZZ!"

Connor just flashes me a mischievous smirk. "Oh, we've just started Princess. And remember, this is your punishment." He runs the vibrator over my length a few more times so I throw my head back, trying to contain my moans, and then suddenly shoves it all the way in my hole. I cry out because of all the overstimulation, but he continues anyway, pressing the high intensity vibrator directly onto my prostate. Oh no, I need to come. The only thing I can do now is beg. So I do, but then Connor gets up angrily and smacks my cheek, making my head turn sharply to the side. "Stop. Talking." He warns.

I throw my head back and scream because of his adamancy. Master then takes off my restraints and pulls me up, off the couch by my arms until I'm standing on my own. Is it over? Connor kneels so that my length is right in from of his face. He looks at me with a smug look on his face and engulfs my dick into his warm mouth. I suddenly pull away by instinct, but Daddy holds onto my wrists bruisingly, keeping me in place. He starts sucking me off while mewls and pleas spill out of my mouth. Everything starts seeming like its 10 feet underwater; not being able to hear or speak correctly, now just attempting to focus on not cumming, even with the cock ring on.

Then, Daddy picks me up bridal style and lays me onto the bed, taking off my gag and pulling out the vibrator. Relief finds me, as I am not overstimulatized anymore. He takes the vibrator that was in me, and places it in my mouth, telling me to suck on it like it was his cock. Slowly, I get back into my senses and find Connor climbed on top of me. He smiles and says, "You took that so well princess, you took that so well for Daddy."

Then, he latches his lips onto my neck, and creates a trail of purple and red hickeys up and down my neck, probably making sure that people know I'm taken. After 30 or so minutes of me just moaning under him, with my hands twined in his hair, Connor kisses me on the lips passionately, and we make out until we both fall asleep.

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