 Ian thought about Taren’s request. He didn’t often like having his senses deprived, but Taren so rarely asked to use something so intense. Ian could deny the request, of course, but he was curious, trusted his husband without reservation and it was another item on their fantasy list. Swallowing hard and clearing his throat Ian said, “Yes, sir.” “You won’t be able to speak well enough so I can understand you, so instead of a safe word, we’ll need a safe signal,” Taren said and sat beside Ian again. Ian nodded. He extended two fingers on his right hand. “Stop.” Then a finger on his left hand. “Okay.” Taren smiled and brushed his fingers through Ian’s unruly hair. “That works.” He fitted the hood over Ian’s head, entrenching him in darkness. Straps were secured around his head to further cover his ears and a mouth gag with a strap overlaying it was fastened into place. Ian strained to hear anything. He heard Taren’s voice, but it was muffled so Ian couldn’t make out any words. His Dom sounded far away. Taren ran his fingers along Ian’s sides. Completely unprepared for the touch, Ian clenched his fists tight and flinched. There was another light stroke along his thigh and Ian barely had the chance to try to twist into the sensation when there was a slap to his rear before his cock was gripped and his slit assaulted with Taren’s thumb. Thick, warm lube was drizzled between his ass cheeks and worked around his hole with Taren’s finger. Ian tried to squirm into Taren’s fingertip, but it was gone as quickly as it’d made contact. More touches, some hard, some soft, some sharp slaps, others gentle caresses came without any warning for Ian. He became aware of the fact he was gently swaying. His cock was hard, demanding release. His balls heavy, they hurt even when Taren wasn’t squeezing them.      
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