[BONUS] IssacxDylan (Part 3)

"Stand in display," he orders, pointing to where he wants me to go under the grid on the ceiling.

"Yes Master," I say as I adopt the position, my hands behind my back and my feet spread. I moan when Master Dylan rubs my hard bulge with his hand, teasing me before he starts to unfasten the straps around my legs. He pulls the underwear down my legs and my hard dick springs up.

"Someone's eager," Master Dylan teases as he gets me to lift my legs so he can discard the underwear. "Hands in front of you."

I do as he says and he fastens cuffs around my wrists and then attaches a chain to them from the ceiling. I watch as he pulls on the chain to lift my hands up above my head and stretch my arms out.

"We won't need this," he says as he takes off the lead on the collar, although he keeps the leather around my neck. He attaches a spreader bar to my ankles and pulls it out so my legs are spread.

"Look at me," Master Dylan orders, holding my chin in his hand. "Remind me of your safewords."