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elementary-my-dear-daddy · 4 months

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Banister

DRLAMP (Dom Janus, Remus, Virgil, Patton, and Roman, Sub Logan)

Warnings: Bondage, Edging, Overstimulation, Degradation/Humiliation

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Virgil's left his fellow sides a surprise waiting in his spot at the bottom of the stairs.

“Andddd there.” Virgil finished tucking the last bit of the rope into itself. For the past half hour, he had been perched by the stairs, weaving the intricate knots around the banister of his typical lounging spot. Oh, and Logan. He was also just tying Logan to the staircase.

The side in question had been sitting naked on the floor with his legs and thighs bound together by a separate rope. He had diamond-like figures cutting across his hips and torso, with a pair of twin ropes looping through the ring in his collar. Those went over his shoulders and secured his body to the railing. His hands were wrapped up in a cuff tie above his head and just over the banister’s raised newels. The best part, in Virgil’s opinion, was that the ball gag that rested in Logan’s mouth was tied to the stairs as well, keeping his head in place as a trail of drool began to run down his chin.

Virgil kneeled down to Logan’s level, examining all of the ties once more, as well as letting his hands wander across his partner’s body, “I think I’m done here. You’re gonna sit here until I decide you’re done or you color out. And I told everyone that you’re down here, so be a good boy and let them use you, okay?”

Logan nodded as much as he could manage. Virgil ruffled his hair and dug a hand into his pocket, retrieving a small device with a button that when pressed would alert Virgil to come get him, “Use this if we need to stop. Love you, L, have fun today.”

He slipped the device into Logan’s hand and jogged back upstairs to his room, leaving Logan to sit and stew.

For a while, it was just Logan by himself. He closed his eyes and let his head rest against the post he’d been tied to, thinking about who’d be the first to find him, what they’d do to him, how long he’d be in this position if nothing went wrong. He got lost in thoughts of pleasure, knowing that like this he was just an object for the sides to enjoy. His cock stirred at these thoughts, pressing against his stomach as he grew more aware of the rope against his skin whenever he shifted slightly. He sighed through his nose, content in his arousal.

It was roughly 15 minutes after Virgil left that he heard footsteps heading his way from above. He opened his eyes, trying to spot them out of the corner of his eye to no avail. He felt the vibrations from someone descending stop about half-way, before they cautiously crept forward.

“Oh, Logan, what did you get yourself into?” Roman suddenly appeared before him, taking in the sight for himself. He got closer, cupping Logan’s cheek with his hand and examining him. He let out a low whistle as he looked at the knots securing him down before chuckling as he met Logan’s eyes, “Virgil told us you’d be free to use for the day but I had assumed he’d allow you to at least walk around. A shame, really, since I can’t quite bend you over and fuck you now, hm?”

Logan whined behind the gag. He thought Virgil was being nice by indulging in this fantasy of his, but as soon as Roman pointed out that fact it felt more like discipline than a reward. He tried to buck his hips up in search of stimulation but was restricted by the rope.

“You poor things, are you really that desperate already?” Roman said, looking down at Logan’s leaking cock, “Let me make sure your owner knows.”

He pulled out his phone and snapped a few photos of Logan’s desperate state. He grinned as he sent them to Virgil.

Roman

[Photo was sent]

Your pet is looking like he’s about to burst just from your ropework

Virgil

[Liked a photo]

Tease him for me?

Roman

Already planned on it ;)

Roman looked down at Logan, deciding to take out his own length and give it a few pumps, “Fuck, you look absolutely stunning like that darling. As soon as you’re untied, I’m going to ravish you.” He kept stroking, getting off at Logan’s pathetic state, “going to make love to you till you’re completely spent, have you worship me and tell me how good I make you feel,” Roman dipped his fingers into the drool running down his chin and used it as lube, now making slick sounds as he rubbed his cock in front of Logan, “I wouldn’t gag you, even though you look positively adorable, I want to hear you scream my name.”

Logan looked up and watched him jerk himself off, taking in every ounce of praise. He wanted that so bad. He craved more of Roman’s touch and tugged at the rope but couldn’t do any more than whine and squirm.

“So gorgeous, such a good boy, oh- fuck I’m close-” Roman groaned as he pumped his length quicker and quicker. He thrusted into his fist and finally came across Logan’s body with a moan. He stood for a moment just catching his breath, before tucking himself back in his pants and pressing a chaste kiss to Logan’s forehead, “That was good, love. You look so good here.”

Before he left, Roman took one last photo of Logan covered in his cum and sent that to the groupchat with all of the sides. He pocketed it and headed off to the kitchen to grab something to replenish his energy.

And so Logan was once again left alone, the cum beginning to cool and dry on his stomach and chest. He was painfully hard from watching Roman get off but couldn’t get any relief in this position, he’d have to pray that the next side to see him would pity him enough to use his cock.

However, he heard the distinct click of Janus’ boots coming his way and knew that he would be granted no such mercy. Janus loved to play the mean dom completely in control of his sub’s every action. He’s held Logan in chastity for weeks at a time before, and it was rare he received pleasure without earning it first in their scenes. Logan recalled the time he was in a similar position as right now, but instead of tied to the staircase it was at the foot of Janus’ bed, sitting there for what felt like hours before he’d so much as even been spoken to.

The clicks became louder as Janus descended, keeping a steady pace until he arrived at Logan. He looked up at the man, who in return glanced down with a menacing glare. Without a word he took the tip of his boot and nudged Logan’s cock with it, uttering a single word as he did.

“Pathetic.”

Logan whimpered behind the gag at the touch. He pleaded with his eyes, every thought behind them begging for something.

Janus bit his cheek, thinking about all sorts of ways he could use the man in front of him. A more interesting idea sparked in his brain suddenly, causing him to slot his boot further under Logan’s form.

“Go on, I know you’re desperate.” Janus hummed down at him. Logan didn’t question the action, instead he mentally thanked whatever forces that influenced Janus as he thrusted against the leather. Sitting here, tied the way he was, meant he had absolutely no control over his pleasure, and he would take any relief he could get, no matter how degrading of an action this was. He ground down as muffled groans and whines from behind his gag sounded. Though his action was limited, he found himself grinding to a decent rhythm, moaning as pre leaked from his tip.

It was over all too soon. Janus had stepped away and removed the stimulation on his cock. He whined and tried to chase the feeling but couldn’t manage with his bindings. Janus leaned down and took his face in between his thumb and index finger, looking into his begging eyes, “You’ll be cleaning up your mess when you’re done here, slut. If you do a decent enough job I might let you please me.”

With that he let go and stepped over to the couch, promptly laying down and clicking on the television.

From where Logan had been placed he could see whatever the other turned on, at least there was something to occupy his mind. Soon, Roman joined Janus on the couch with a snack in hand. The two cuddled while rewatching Our Flag Means Death, a show that Logan found himself loving despite the gross historical inaccuracies when it came to real piracy. Despite this, he could hardly focus on the scene currently playing with Roman and Janus bickering over minute details.

“All I’m saying is that they should’ve just given into that dude’s wish to be a pirate and then maybe they would have the whole british navy after them.” Roman pouted.

“They would’ve had the whole navy after them anyway, Roman, they’re pirates during the height of the age of piracy.”

“I don’t care, I just think it would have been an easier solution!”

“Oh, yes, god forbid plots have any problems in them. Every TV show should just have happy characters with no problems at all that would be so interesting.”

“Ugh, whatever.” Roman rolled his eyes, “What do you think, Logan?”

Logan looked confused when he heard his name. Were they honestly expecting him to answer? He couldn’t even give them so much as a shrug right now so he sat in silence, only being able to offer a whine. The two on the couch laughed at his attempt to respond.

“Thanks for your input, Logan, we always have the best conversations.” Janus smirked.

“Oh, don’t be so mean, Jan, you know he wouldn’t have much to say like that anyway.” Roman added, getting up to mess with him, “Look at him, he’s too worked up right now to have a coherent thought.”

Logan tried to retort behind the gag but was unfortunately too muffled to be understood. He knit his brow in frustration and looked up at Roman.

“That’s ok, honey, you don’t need to speak when you’re just our toy for today.” Roman scratched his head a few times before heading up the stairs, “I’ll be back later, I’m off to the imagination!”

Logan sighed as he left, his attention returning to the show that was playing. After another episode ended, he heard soft snoring coming from Janus’ direction. Great, he’d fallen asleep. He debated clicking for Virgil to wake Janus up so he wouldn’t wreck his back from a couch nap, but decided against it. He’d just have to deal.

Another hour passed, Logan able to keep track of time a bit better with the television on, when more footsteps descended the stairs. He found himself being patted on the head gently by Patton, who cooed at him as he did.

“Aww, Logie, who did this to you?” He asked, knowing exactly who, but choosing to baby the side, “You poor thing, you need my help, don’t you?”

Logan nodded desperately, whining behind the gag. This earned a shush from Patton, “uh-uh baby, Janus is sleeping over there, I need you to be quiet and not wake him up. You can do that for me, right?”

Logan nodded again and cast his eyes down towards his cock. He wasn’t as hard as before, but he was starting to become aroused again at the prospect of Patton touching him.

“Shhhh, I know honey,” Patton whispered as he knelt down next to him, “I bet they’ve been so mean to you, teasing you and just making you sit here all day, I’ll help you.”

Patton’s hands glided down to his thighs, running his hands over the ropework gently. He admired the sight of Logan in such a vulnerable position for a moment before going to his length and starting to stroke him. Logan gasped as he was touched, trying to hold back his noises and failing. Little whimpers came from the back of his throat as Patton ran his palm over the head of his cock. He groaned behind the gag, causing Patton to slow down.

Patton looked over to the couch to see Janus stirring from his slumber. He looked at Logan with a stern expression, “I want to get you off but you gotta be quiet Lo-Lo. If you can't be then I’ll have to make you be quiet and I won't be able to help, mkay?”

This was so unfair! Logan couldn’t control his noises, not like this! He whined, trying to convince Patton to just make it quick so he wouldn’t wake anyone. He bucked his hips into his hand and hoped he’d understand. Unfortunately, he didn’t get through to him, and the hand was removed.

“Sorry, Logie, you’re too loud.” Patton pouted, “Hold on, I think I know a way to keep you quiet.”

Patton stood up and surprisingly removed his gag, unclasping the mechanism behind Logan’s head. His jaw ached from having it in so long. Patton didn’t let him go without something in his mouth too long, however, as he immediately unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He slid into Logan's open mouth until every inch was inside and the other’s nose was pressed against his happy trail. Logan couldn’t make noise if he was taking his cock.

He held Logan there for a moment before pulling out a little and thrusting back in. He gripped his hair and moved him over his dick again and again, Logan loving every second of this. Patton thrusted over and over until he felt himself getting close, at which point he pulled out so only the tip rested in Logan’s mouth and he fisted his cock till he was climaxing. Logan tried to swallow what he could but most of it ended up running down his chin and dripping down to his chest, adding to the mess Roman left earlier.

Patton sat beside Logan, resting his head against the other’s shoulder and sitting in the afterglow for a moment. He collected himself and took two fingers, sticking them in Logan’s mouth to keep him quiet. His hand started working over Logan’s cock again, stroking him fast and clumsily. Logan let him finger-fuck his mouth happily, still effectively silencing him while he felt himself grow closer to the edge. He couldn’t even warn Patton before he was coming over his hand. He was worked through his orgasm finally, causing him to slump against the stairs.

After Patton wiped the mess on Logan’s stomach, he gave him a kiss on the cheek and stood, “There, bet that feels better, doesn’t it?”

“Mhm” Logan slurred, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome honey.” Patton smiled. He looked over to the couch to see Janus sitting up, “Oh, Jan, you’re awake, sorry-”

“Don’t be, you didn’t wake me.”

“We didn’t?”

“No,” Janus stood and stretched, “Well, I woke up when you came down, but I saw the whole thing.”

Patton blushed slightly, “Oh, wanna turn with him?”

“No thank you, I already had my fun plus I suspect-”

A loud slam sounded above and thunderous footsteps came from upstairs. At the top of the staircase stood Remus in all his glory (naked) with a box of objects in his arms. He barreled down the stairs.

“My turn my turn my turn my turn~!” He shouted as he jumped down the last two steps and nearly knocked over Patton, who luckily moved out of the way to avoid him.

“I think that’s my cue to leave, I’m gonna go have a shower,” Patton said, “Wanna join me, Janny?”

“Sure,” he said, passing Remus and Logan, “Don’t play too rough, Remus, I’ll need him after this.”

“No promises!” Remus called back with a demented grin. He threw the box on the ground next to Logan, “I’m gonna have fun with you.”

Some time later, Remus had Logan exactly as he wanted him. His gag was secured around his head again, he’d put a thick vibrator in Logan’s ass and one around his cock, providing constant stimulation. He’d already come twice from the one in his ass alone and was almost coming dry when Remus put the additional one on him. The other was currently jerking off to the sight, saying crude things to Logan.

“You look so delicious, nerd, I’m gonna cover you in your own cum and then lick all of it up. At least till you’re coming completely dry. I think you still got a few left in you though!”

Remus surged forward to bite just below the collar Logan was sporting. He sucked at the delicate skin until bruises formed and proceeded to litter his neck with the marks. Logan whimpered as another pathetic orgasm washed over him, causing him to leak another burst of come onto his stomach. He was so sensitive from overstimulation he didn’t even notice Remus adding to his painted stomach. He was crying from too many sensations assaulting every pleasurable spot on his body, and he wouldn’t ask for anything else.

Finally, Remus had stopped the vibrators and removed them from Logan’s body. Logan immediately slumped in his bonds, exhausted from everything the other put him through. Remus unfastened the gag, allowing him a moment to pant and get his breath back. He didn’t even feel him run his fingers across the mess on his stomach until the come covered fingers had been shoved into his mouth. They weren't removed until they’d been completely cleaned.

Logan sighed when the digits left his mouth, “I thought you said that you-”

“Yeah, I know. But it’s more fun when I make you clean it up. Now open wide Logie!” Remus continued to make him clean up the come across his body until he was satisfied, “Good slut! Virge outta wrap you up like a sexy present every day. Oh! Speak of the emo!”

Virgil slumped down to the two naked men, “Hey. What’d I miss?”

“I don’t know about the other’s but we certainly had some fun, huh Lo?”

Logan was just happy to see Virgil after the day he’d had, “If fun constitutes overstimulating me to the point of exhaustion nearly then, yes, we had fun.”

“Sounds like it to me. C’mon, let’s take care of you.” Virgil said, starting to undo the knots holding up Logan’s hands, “You staying for the aftercare, Rem, or are you good?”

“Actually I have a shower I think I’d like to crash,” Remus snickered, “Have fun with that.”

Virgil fondly rolled his eyes and began the process of untying Logan and caring for him. He made sure to massage the other’s muscles and joints, showering him in praise as he did. Once Logan was free, Virgil carried him upstairs and into his own room, where a bath had been drawn with soothing lavender salts dissolved into the water. Off to the side was some water and snacks to help him get back to himself.

“Did you have a good time today?” Virgil asked, pouring warm water over Logan’s hair to rinse out the shampoo he’d massaged in earlier.

“Mhm.”

“Do you wanna cuddle and let me feed you some of the crofter’s hamantashen Patton made after the bath?”

“Mhm.”

“Are you just going nonverbal right now?”

“Mhm.”

Virgil chuckled as he smoothed back Logan’s hair, “Okay, L, let me just take care of you.”

Soon enough, Logan was dried off and slipped into fresh pajamas. The promised pasties were fed to him as he settled down into a warm bed, Virgil sitting behind him.

“Did you want to talk now?”

“Yes, I’m just extremely exhausted.” Logan took another bite of the treats offered to him.

“Understandable. Anything that didn’t work or that you’d wanna do again?”

“Mm…” Logan thought, “My arms were becoming sore towards the end, and I grew bored when someone wasn’t with me. Could I have headphones next time with music?”

“Next time?”

“I almost came from just grinding against Janus’ boots. Of course I want to do it again. Which reminds me, once I’ve recovered I have a feeling he’ll need me for some personal time.”

Virgil laughed and pulled Logan closer, “Well, there’s always tomorrow.”

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