Tanned to perfection

The two of them sat in silence for the next 15 minutes until a very naked but golden tanned Matty appeared out of the tanning bed.

Kyle rose gracefully from his seat, his eyes glued to Matty's newly bronzed form. He motioned for Matty to approach him, his expression impassive. Matty followed obediently, his eyes darting nervously between Kyle and Logan.

"Matty," Kyle addressed him, his voice firm and commanding. "Look at me."

Matty gulped, his gaze locking onto Kyle's hypnotic green eyes. "Yes, Master," he whimpered, his voice breaking slightly.

Kyle nodded approvingly, his eyes glittering with satisfaction. "Splendid, Matty," he praised, his voice deep and resonant. "I knew you’d look amazing."

Matty blushed, his gaze flicking between Kyle and Logan. "Thank you, Master," he murmured, his voice hoarse and reverent. "I appreciate your guidance."

Kyle patted Matty on the cheek, his touch gentle and supportive before swiftly moving on to replacing Matty’s collar and cage once again.

As Kyle snapped the lock shut tight, Matty winced and cringed slightly as the device dug into his sensitive genitals. Despite the discomfort, Matty couldn't help but admire the beauty of the custom-made piece. He wondered where Kyle acquired such a unique item, as it clearly demonstrated a level of finesse and craftsmanship that spoke highly of its creator.

Matty then began putting his lingerie and dress back on so the trio could leave the mall and head home. 

Once Matty was fully dressed, the three of them walked together in silence, Matty and Kyle holding hands while Logan walked slightly behind them.

As they exited the shopping center, they heard the distant sound of traffic, and the smell of exhaust fumes hung heavy in the air. The contrast between the calm, serene interior of the tanning salon and the bustling chaos of the city outside was stark and unsettling.

As they approached the car, Kyle popped the trunk and signalled for Logan to crawl into his cage for the ride home. Logan reluctantly complied, his heart pounding in his chest as he prepared for the cramped confinement. Kyle locked the cage shut, securing Logan inside the small enclosure which was even more cramped than usual this time thanks to all the frills and layers of Logan’s ridiculous dress.

"Ready, Matty?" Kyle asked as he closed the trunk, his voice confident and commanding. Matty nodded, his eyes locked on Kyle's enigmatic expression.

Kyle opened the passenger door, gesturing for Matty to slide into the front seat.

Matty hesitated briefly but then climbed inside, adjusting his delicate lingerie and skirt to ensure everything was properly arranged. Once he felt comfortable, Matty buckled his seatbelt and gazed longingly at the rearview mirror, wondering how Logan was doing in the cramped cage.

As Kyle started the engine, the vibrations sent a shiver down Matty's spine. He couldn't help but recall the sensations he experienced during his various appointments earlier that day.

He was soon snapped out of his reminiscence though as he heard the zipper of Kyle’s pants sliding down once they were out on the main road.

Matty turned his head and looked at Kyle, who had a mischievous grin on his face. “You know what I want, Matty,” Kyle said, his voice husky and sultry. “I want you to suck me off.”