Boring for him, not others

In the morning, Dean wakes up before the sun. He looks at his phone and sees he has an hour til he has to leave. He already has clothes in a suitcase, and all the commodities he needs to live in a hotel for three days. He goes through a typical morning routine. Shower, breakfast, staring at his phone. He put all of his stuff he needed in his car, and with that, he was on his way.

Some time later in the day, Dean arrives at his hotel. He's pretty tired from his day of travel, but after looking at the clock, he sees its only 2pm. He sits on a chair pulls out his phone. The first thing he checks is the cameras. He scrolls through each room but doesn't see Brooke anywhere. Maybe she's out. She's only got a week until she's back to work, so it makes sense that she wants to spend time going out, enjoying stuff. He also goes to the audio in Richard's room but he only hears the sounds of a mechanical keyboard.

Dean puts his phone away. He gets up and decides to maybe go around town. The only thing he has to do today is a late day meeting at 5. The real work starts tomorrow. Making sure he has his phone and wallet, he goes out.

Dean returns around 8pm. He's mentally drained, he hates meetings. Just them talking about what needs to be done over these next two days. How could something so simple take three hours. Dean walks over to his bed and falls back on to it. He was tired six hours ago, now he's exhausted.

He decides he'll shower in the morning and gets comfortable on his bed. He grabs the tv remote and is about to flip in some tv when he looks at his phone. He sent a text to Brooke when he got there and hasn't heard from her yet. He pick up his phone, opens the cameras again, and flips through to see what he finds. He hasn't checked all day.

As Dean flips to the living room, he sees what he expects. Richard on couch, while Brooke is on her knees in front of him. Dean can see Brooke worshipping his cock. Richard just sits there, watching tv. There is no talking. Richard doesn't even seem like he realizes she exist. Dean can only watch for a short time before getting sort of bored and falling asleep.

In the morning, Dean wakes up and gets ready for his first day working with the others. After taking a shower, dressing up, and making sure he has everything, he checks his phone. It's 7am so he doesn't think he'll find anything. The first camera that is pulled up is his room. Brooke isn't there. He scrolls and doesn't find her. When he gets to the upstairs hallway, he sees Richard’s door open. He never leaves it open. He scrolls over to the audio of his room to hear nothing. Without finding anything, he leaves for work.

Work is mostly boring. Dean's mind keeps falling back to what's happening at the house. While he's on short break, he looks around to make sure no one is around and pulls out his phone. While checking his cameras he catches Richard and Brooke in the middle of fucking. Richard has Brooke bent over the counter and is slamming her from behind. Dean can't have sound on so he can't hear anything. While watching Dean starts to get hard. He can see the look on Brooke's face. She was in ecstasy. Richard pulls her hair back, making her head arch back.

While Dean is taking in the image of Brooke being skewered. He notices a small box on the table. It looks like a gift box. Its pink with a little bow. It looks unopened at the moment. Maybe it was something Brooke bought when she was out yesterday. While Dean's distracted, someone comes up behind him. At the last second Dean sees them and puts the phone away. Deciding it's not worth the risk, he carries on with the rest of the work day without checking in on Richard and Brooke.

Another late night of work over and Dean finally gets to his hotel. He's got to work 12 hours for these two days. After Dean orders some food, and washes his face, he sits on the bed for his check in.

As soon as Dean opens the app, he's shocked. Richard and Brooke are on his bed. And it looks like it's been going on for a while. The room is a mess. After a moment Dean focuses on the action. Richard is behind Brooke again. When Dean looks closer he sees something. Something on Brookes neck. A few seconds later and Dean knows what it is. It's a collar. Brooke is wearing a pink collar around her neck. And Dean can see a leash attached to it leading to Richard's left hand. He's pulling back on it like Brooke is a disobedient dog.

Turning up the volume, Dean mostly just hears moans of pleasure from Brooke, and insults from Richard. He calls her a slut, a whore, even a cheater as well. Richard stretches Brooke over and over with his massive dick. Dean slowly starts to pleasure himself as well. After a few minutes, Dean can see Brooke quiver and collapse, her knees not able to hold her, and Richard letting go of the leash. Richard slowly pulls out his still hard cock. Dean can see each inch slowly drag her insides out. When he's fully out, he flips Brooke over. He slaps his dick against her stomach and Dean can see just how far she has to take him.

"How does it feel to be property?" Richard teases her slit with his dick. "How does it feel to be treated like a sex toy?" Richard backs himself up and lines himself with her entrance. "And how does it feel for it to not be Dean who you belong to?" Richard slowly starts to slide into her. His head popping in and then he stops.

Brooke's eyes are slightly glazed over. Richard has pretty much fucked her stupid. It takes her a long time to answer, but she does. "Being claimed by you, has been the best experience of my life." Brooke tries to push herself more on to his dick.

"This is what you were made for, to serve a real man." Richard pushes forward a tiny bit. "Not that pussy, Dean."

Hearing this shocks Dean. Richard was supposed to be his friend. But on the other hand, he is fucking his girlfriend and thinks Dean doesn't know. Hearing those words hurt Dean. But it also turned him on more.

Richard continues his super slow fucking. Only going in and out a few inches at a time. "That's why he's not allowed to touch you anymore. If I find out he does, this ends. I'm not having another man’s seconds anymore." Richard pushes forward further, now halfway in to her. Brooke just squirms, being too exhausted to do much else. "I want to hear you say it, say you’re my exclusive fuck toy" Richard pulls out.

Brooke says something, but it's very quiet. Richard just keeps pulling out. When gets almost all the way out, he clenches, and shoves forward with all his might, going to the base in for move. Brooke gasps and her eyes go wide. "I'm your exclusive sex toy, I only exist for your pleasure." This makes Dean's heart drop. He's lost all of Brookes body to Richard. Dean pumps himself faster.

"That's right, that's why you’ll have that collar from now on, even when Dean’s here. Just tell him it's some dumb fashion trend you girls do. I'm having too much fun doing all of this under his nose. He'll expect something, but just lie to him. Try to keep to lead him along as long as you can." Richard is now slamming into her with his full might. He grabs her hips and gives her everything. "And I'll slowly change you into a mindless fuck slut. I'll make you my perfect pet." Brooke whimpers as he talks. It seems like each sentence gives her an orgasm. "First your hair color. Blonde really suits you." Richard takes a hand full of it and pulls her into a short kiss. "And tomorrow we go to get it styled, just how I like it." Each word sounding more aggressive as Richard goes faster and faster. Finally Richard hilts himself into her and Dean can she him clench up. Richard pours everything he has into her. It takes him a full minute to finish. Then he pulls out, letting cum ooze from Brooke. It leaks out all over the bed. "Let's see how many games we can play before Dean catches us."

Richard takes Brooke into his arms and kisses her. They make out for fifteen minutes before Richard stands up. "Come on, your sleeping in my room til he gets back, remember. Maybe I'll let you sleep in this bed when he's back." Richard laughs and leaves the room. Brooke, still naked, slowly stands up. Her legs are shaky, and she falls to her knees. She then crawls on all fours out the door. And down the hallway.

Dean has already cum twice at this point. He can't believe everything he heard. It's his worst fear, and his greatest fantasy all coming together. How far will this go? He feels like if he tried to call it off, he'd just lose Brooke completely. Racking his mind of what to do. He falls sleep.