Sneak Peek: Excerpt from Serving Bruno (Patreon)

If you choose to text Master Bruno first thing in the morning, he'll order you to come over and start serving him like a good pet. And one thing that every good pet should have completed before serving their dom is "crate training"...or should we say "cage training"? Check out the excerpt below for one of the tasks you'll complete while serving Master Bruno:

You stand beside Master Bruno now, your cock pointing stiffly at his shoulder. He teasingly flicks your member with his trunk while he scoots his chair closer to the table again.

Master Bruno: Got a couple things for you in the living room, Kitten; go put them on, then come back here and get under the table.

You: Yes, Sir.

You obey Master Bruno’s command without hesitation as he reaches for the newspaper on the table and leans back in his chair. You stride from the breakfast nook and out of the kitchen to the living room—your cock wags in front of you as you walk, but you stay focused on the task that your master has set for you.

In the living room, you glance around briefly, taking in the tastefully decorated space; not much has changed since the last time you were here, and Master Bruno has kept the room pretty clean…except for the coffee table, where you see a bottle of lube, a purple, egg-shaped butt plug, and a chastity cage with the key still in the lock.

You know what Master Bruno expects of you, and you know where he would want you to start.

You pick up the chastity cage first and unlock it, opening disconnecting the small, tubular sheath from the steel ring. After setting the sheath and key on the coffee table, you work your testicles into the metal band that’s intended to encircle your balls and the base of your cock. The ring is tight, unforgiving, and cool to the touch, and your balls are juuuuuuust a little too big for it, but you know you can get them in; you’ve worn this cage before. The longest Master Bruno kept you in chastity was two weeks, and you were a horny, drooling mess by the end of those 14 days; part of you dreads the thought of him keeping you locked up even longer, but your hard cock flexes at the notion all the same, as if your manhood is making the most of its last moments of freedom and secretly enjoying the fact that you’re the one putting the cage on yourself for Master Bruno.

You tug on the bottom of your scrotum, pulling one ball in…then the other, and both of your balls had slipped through the ring. You fiddle with the base ring, stuffing your dick through it.

You: Mmf!

You wince a little as you work to force your stiff cock through the ring; your member bends ever so slightly, the turgid flesh doing its best to resist its imminent captivity, to stay rigid, but…

You wriggle your shaft from side to side, pushing and twisting…

And it’s in; your dick is trapped inside the base ring of your chastity cage along with your balls. The ring sits snugly against your body, kept in place by your own anatomy—now you just need to lock up that stiff pecker of yours. 

You pick up the metal sheath; it’s a short, stubby tube of metal, about a quarter of the length of your erection. The walls are solid and they round off into a blunt, rounded dome at one end, which is closed except for the small, slot-shaped opening at the tip that’s just big enough for you to piss (and drool precum) through. You align the head of your cock with the tube’s open entrance at the bottom…and start to push.

Your cock flexes hard, beating hotly with your pulse as your warm skin slides against the cool steel of the cage. You can’t help but be turned on right now as you work yourself into the chastity device; denying yourself access to your dick like this is somehow so arousing, like you want to be free to rub and touch your dick and stick it wherever you want, but the prospect of being locked up, of not being able to get off while your cock is sealed away, creates such a masochistic thrill for you, and your cock is rock hard and throbbing by this point. What makes the whole situation even hotter for you is that you know you’re following Master Bruno’s orders; he took the time to lay out the chastity cage just for you so he could see you in it. You’re his kitten, plain and simple; he’s in control of your whole body, and he wants your cock locked up so you won’t be distracted from serving him. And you know Master Bruno’s philosophy: A locked up boy is an obedient boy, he’ll do any task and behave himself in the hope that he’ll be granted freedom again.

And you do love being an obedient boy for Master Bruno—yes, the masochist in you enjoys his punishments for failure, but when he rewards you…ah, there’s nothing better.

But your obedience needs to start with successfully putting yourself in chastity for the elephant waiting for you back in the kitchen. You have to practically force-feed your stiff cock into the metal sheath of the chastity cage; your member fills the confines of the chamber, roughly grinding against the metal sides as you pack it snugly into the sheath. You grit your teeth and start pushing harder, forcing the sheath along your length, compressing your cock as you go…

The metal tube is solid and unyielding, and the flesh of your dick can resist only so much tension before it starts to give. You push further, guiding the sheath’s locking prongs to the receiving slot at the top of the ring base. As more of your cock enters the cage, you make small adjustments so your skin doesn’t catch on or get pinched by the metal…and soon, your dick is completely enveloped in the stubby metal tube. You quickly grab the key to the cage and twist it in the lock before pulling it out, and there you are with your manhood trapped inside the chastity cage, per Master Bruno’s instructions.