I so enjoyed Tommy and Abrecan waking me up making love that I'm now continuing (read the lovemaking here). Here is the first part of Tommy preparing Abrecan for The Queen- next week you'll get to see the completion of the preparations before you get to enjoy The Queen enjoying Abrecan :) .
Tommy kissed Abrecan's cheek and then snuggled close.
"Love you too, my Lord." Abrecan slowly massaged
Tommy's back. "Thank you, my Lord."
Tommy trembled for a moment. He tilted his head back to gaze at
Abrecan's face. "Beautiful boy."
"My Lord," Abrecan murmured and pressed the softest
kiss to Tommy's lips. "Maybe you should... prepare me now... for
The Queen's pleasure, before you... get in trouble, my Lord?"
Tommy smiled wryly. "Good boy. Don't want me to get in
trouble." He held Abrecan tight against him. "Such a good
"My Lady might be wondering where I am, my Lord."
Tommy stroked Abrecan's hair. "Whatever were you doing when
I grabbed you?"
"My Lady had sent me to ask my Lady Iona about the next
Tommy laughed. "Let's go to the bathroom and I'll get
started obeying The Queen." He released Abrecan and hopped off
his bed. "You'll crawl in front of me."
Prisca popped her head into Tommy and Simon's room. "I was
wondering when he didn't get right back, my Lord."
Tommy grinned. "It happens. He just looked so good. The
Queen wants me to prepare him for his pleasure." He leaned over
to pat Abrecan's head. "Good boy."
The Doms followed Abrecan out of the bedroom.
"But CUUPs is this Sunday and we'll be going to church too."
Tommy dropped a kiss on Prisca's forehead. "You're welcome to
stay while I tend Abrecan. The Queen will bring him to you when he
Prisca nodded. "Actually I'm off to grab a snack, my Lord."
She ruffled Abrecan's hair. "Be a good boy and I'll see you
"Yes, my Lady," Abrecan murmured, smiling up at Prisca.
"I want you two in my bed tonight."
"Yes, my Lord." Prisca smiled at the men before
skipping out of the bathroom.
"In the bathtub with you. On your side." Tommy sighed
as Abrecan obeyed.
Abrecan whimpered at the cold porcelain against his naked skin.
He pulled his right knee towards his chest. "Thank you, my
Lord." He moaned at the sound of water flowing out of a faucet.
His attention danced from one thing to the next as he pictured Tommy
preparing the enema. Which sort of kit might it be today? "My
"Sh, pretty boy." Tommy brushed Abrecan's hair back
from his face. "The Queen's instructions didn't include anything
about punishing. You don't want to make me have to punish you, do
"No, my Lord," Abrecan cried.
"Almost ready, lovely." Tommy's touch left Abrecan.
Groans dripped from Abrecan's trembling lips. He moved against
"Good boy, warming yourself," Tommy cooed. He cupped
Abrecan's ass with one hand. "Spread your cheeks for me, pretty
boy." He stroked one finger along the crack as Abrecan
obediently widened it. "Good boy. A little cold now."
Abrecan gasped as the wet lube dripped onto his crack. "My
Lord!" His fingers pressed into his skin. He shuddered and
pulled his body open farther to Tommy's touch. He moaned at the
stretching, penetrating fingers. He whined softly at the fingers
leaving his body.
"Sh, good boy. I have a treat for you today. First an
inflatable plug to help you hold the enema as long as pleases me.
Open yourself wider, sweet."
"Yes, my Lord." His mouth felt suddenly dry. His back
arched as the rubber penetrated his asshole.
"Good boy," Tommy soothed. "Take it all. I know
you can. You want to please The Queen."
"Yes, my Lord." Abrecan's eyes rolled upward at the
rush of sensations through his body.
"There. All ten inches. Now I need to inflate it."
Abrecan released a sob as a fullness started to press his rectal
walls. He pressed his face against his arm. His back arched, pushing
his chest against the tub.
"Good boy. Doesn't that pressure feel so good? Knowing you
won't have to fight to keep the enema inside you?"
"Yes, thanks, my Lord." Abrecan licked his parched
lips, struggled to swallow.
"Once we have you emptied, I'll give you a drink of water,
Abrecan shrieked when the water started to flow into his colon.
Tommy rubbed small circles on the base of Abrecan's back.
Abrecan panted with the pressure building in his body. "Ow!"
"You'll be okay. Just a little cramp." Tommy continued
rubbing, his hand slipping around to Abrecan's front to rub the
quivering belly. "Slowing it down a bit since you're not being
punished, my good boy."
"Thanks, my Lord," Abrecan gasped. His toes curled.
"How much more, my Lord?"
"Not much. I'm so pleased your cock is hard now, lovely."
Tommy grasped Abrecan's cock and started to move in slow strokes.
"My Lord, my Lord." Abrecan writhed against the
"There you are, full of enema, your insides being cleaned
for The Queen's pleasure." Tommy continued stroking. "The
next time you get to come will be when he allows."
"Yes, my Lord!" Abrecan closed his eyes and basked in
the competing pleasures of his full body and Tommy's stroking. "My
Lord," he pleaded.
Tommy released his hold on Abrecan's cock. "Good, sweet
Abrecan whimpered as he sensed Tommy behind him, although doing
what, he couldn't tell.
"To your knees, then I'll help you stand."
Abrecan struggled to obey, shifting onto his stomach before he
pulled his legs underneath him. He awkwardly knelt up. Sweat breaking
out on his skin, he lifted his gaze to Tommy's beaming face. "Love
you, my Lord," he whispered.
"Love you too." Tommy grasped Abrecan's hand and pulled
the boy to his feet. "Love you, good boy." He wrapped
Abrecan in his arms and held the trembling boy. "I love when
you're so meek, so obedient. I love holding you like this."
"Yes, my Lord," Abrecan murmured against Tommy's neck.
"To the toilet now," Tommy ordered. He continued to
hold the boy's hand as they struggled from the tub to the nearest
toilet, Abrecan stopping to cry out in pain every few steps. "That's
my sweet boy. This part's almost done." He helped the boy to
sit. "Be as loud as you need now."
Abrecan moaned as the air rushed out of the inflated plug. "My
Tommy whisked the contraption out of Abrecan and away.
Abrecan pushed and shuddered, his gaze lifted again to Tommy's
face. "Thank you, my Lord!"
"Good boy." Tommy pressed Abrecan's face against his
stomach. "Good boy."
(UPDATE for later reading ease)- here's the link to part 3: http://joellecasteel.blogspot.com/2013/09/how-will-tommy-finish-preparing-abrecan.html )
Now that you've completed this 2nd part of the four part dalliance
with The Queen, Tommy, and Abrecan, I'd like to explain why you're
enjoying it on Friday, rather than on Tuesday. An author friend was
talking about blogging, started a group on fb, and now we have "Topic
Tuesdays." I shuffled things around a bit. Here's the rough
schedule you can kinda, sorta expect from me :D
Monday: short stories (often just for the blog)
Tuesday: "Topic Tuesday" or random, if I really can't
handle the topic that Jeff's suggested
Wednesday: What I'm reading Wednesdays
Thursday: BDSM educational, philosophy
Friday: Focusing on a specific kink
Saturday: Submissive Saturdays, "sexy Saturday"- what is
sexy to me and/or blog hops
Sunday: Sunday Six Sentences or Sunday Short Excerpt- Watch for
Jeff posting Tuesday's topic on FB