A little time passed before Seth began to play. Once again John was bringing out a darker side to Seth. There was just something about having the sexy older man restrained this way on his lap that made the two tone haired man want to torment him. As Dean drove Seth moved his hand down John's body. John had left the top two buttons of his dress shirt undone so he slid his hand inside the shirt to rub John's bare chest. A naughty smirk crossed his lips as he heard the gagged man's sharp intake of breath. Seth pinched John's right nipple and then rubbed the left. Before his captive could get too heated he stopped, pulling his hand out. He waited a few minutes to let John cool down before moving his hand down to John's crotch, rubbing over his clothed cock.

Seth loved hearing John whimper and feeling the covered member grow hard as he teased it, pressing against the material of his tan shorts. Once again Seth stopped, moving his hand away as John gave a groan of frustration. Seth chuckled, stroking John's cheek. John sighed. It was going to be a long drive. "Everything okay back there? Think he needs a drink already?" Dean asked.

"No..." Seth admitted, chuckling a little. "Just teasing him a little. You know how I love a restrained man." He rubbed over John's crotch again lightly, causing the bound man to give a soft, muffled moan.

Dean laughed faintly. "Not too much now...can't have him worn out before we even get there."

"Oh...okay." Seth laid off John and just enjoyed watching him. Time passed and John began to wonder how far this place was from his house. It felt like at least a few hours had passed. Being unable to speak, move or see he found himself drifting off to sleep.

About another hour passed when Dean's phone went off he went to answer it. "Hello?...Hey...Yeah we have him...He's bound...Both, but we could undo the feet...Okay if you say so...Yep, see you soon." Dean hung up the phone continuing along.

"What did he say?" Seth asked lowly as he could hear John's deep breathing. "John fell asleep."

"Good he won't even know how far out it is. He said he would grab John from the car so leave the tape on the ankles."

Seth nodded. "John will like that. He likes a strong man." He paused. "But if he's playing with John won't you feel left out? I know he meets your needs, Baby."

"I will have time later."

"Okay, Baby. This has been so fun. John is such a good fit for us. He loves pain and doesn't mind being restrained." Seth looked thoughtful. "Wonder if he ever wishes he had a real relationship though...like we do."

"Who knows, steady relationships are not for everyone. We work because we are okay with others joining us to add to our niches."

"I guess...just seems it would be lonely." John was sleeping deeply. "Guess I won't wake him for a drink since he's out. I just put the tape over his mouth so his mouth wouldn't get so dry." Seth said.

"Yeah we will let him know John hasn't drank since we left when we get there." Time passed and they finally arrived at Roman's place. As they pulled in the driveway, John began to wake, shifting with a mumble.

"Finally." Dean exclaimed. He parked and shut the car off, "Be right back...no funny stuff."

Seth laughed at the comment. "We're here, John. Thanks for being such a good sport about this." John nodded, feeling awake after his sleep. It felt like so much time had passed.

Dean returned a few minutes later with a masked being that was about four inches taller then Dean.

Dean opened the door. "How's the bitch holding up?"

"Okay I guess. He's awake. You okay, Bitch?" John nodded slowly but gestured to his mouth with his bound hands. "I think he's thirsty. There are bottles of water in the front seat." Seth said.

"We can give him water inside." Came a deep distorted voice. "Slide out and I'll grab him."

"Sure." Seth slid away from John and stepped from the car. John's head landed on the car seat.

The man reached for John under the arms to slide him out some supporting his weight. "Up we go." The voice told John shortly before he was lifting up and over the man's shoulder. He then turned heading inside. "Grab your things...you know the lay out."

John felt a shiver of excitement as he was carried. Obviously the guy was much stronger than Dean or Seth. He mentally tried to go through the roster, wondering which big guy it could be he had never played with. Seth grabbed his bags before heading into the house. The guy headed headed down a set of steps a door could be heard opening. John was set down in a leather chair.

"This may hurt a little." The voice told John before a hand gripped the tape over his mouth giving a quick pull.

Thankfully because John's face was clean shaven it only stung slightly and the older man didn't wince. He licked his lips and waited. "Thanks."

"Promise not to remove the blindfold...I'll free your hands."

"I promise." John told the man. "I wouldn't have removed it in the car either...Seth just has a thing for a guy bound and gagged so I humored him...it didn't bother me anyway. I kind of liked being helpless."

"A break from being Mr. Invincible." The guy stated. A knock was heard on a door. The guy walked over to look seeing Dean and Seth. "Still green come on in." Dean walked in looking see the mostly barren room except for the tools of play including a hug almost eight foot tall tripod looking contraption in the middle of the room.

Seth walked in looking around. He had mixed feelings and memories in this room but knew Dean loved and craved every moment. "You want to free him...or get the water?" The man asked Seth.

"I'll get the water." Seth said. "Thanks for putting up with my kinks, John. It was a fantasy come true." John grinned, showing off his deep dimples. "No problem, Man. Anytime." Seth chuckled. "You might regret saying that. Be right back." He hurried out of the room to run to Roman's kitchen.

Roman pulled a knife he had from his waist. "Put your arms out straight and hold still."

John had no idea what to call the guy so he obeyed, putting his arms out in front of him. "Yes, Sir." Roman took the knife making an almost skilled cut, slicing the tape, but missing John's skin. He then reached over pulling the tape away. He then crouched down doing the same with the ankles.

"Thank you." John said, lowering his arms. Seth reappeared with a cold glass of water, walking to hand it to the older man. "Here you go, John." John thanked him before downing almost the entire glass at once, finding he was very thirsty.

"You guys eat anything?" Roman asked. Dean looked a bit sheepish. "Damn it, Dean! I'll go make something...once I leave you can remove the blindfold. Then go in the next room." He turned, almost storming off.

"Oh, fuck...oh well guess I'll feel it later." Dean joked He then went to remove the blindfold. "Welcome to the Chamber."

John blinked, his eyes adjusting after hours in darkness. He took in the tools and the strange contraption. "Damn, Dean. I swear you love getting on his bad side. You know he hates waiting." Seth exploded.

"It will be fine...you didn't say anything either." Dean replied. "Okay, John/ Let's stretch your legs."

John stood with a groan, stretching out his sore muscles. "Yeah...true. I was too busy watching John." John winked at Seth. "I'm fine, Guys, I ate like an hour before we left my place."

"Okay...he wants you fed though. Come on." Dean led John to the next room that was a large finished basement room decorated almost like a studio apartment, minus a kitchen.

"Nice for a basement room." John commented. He walked around, not wanting to sit after being bound so long. Seth made himself comfortable on the bed.

"Glad you like it John. You will be down here until tomorrow." Dean told him.

"Uh...okay." John shrugged as he looked around. "There are worse ways to spend your day off than as a prisoner of three men."

Seth laughed loudly. "I like him."

"Yeah...hope he does too." Dean stated.

Seth huffed in a breath, thinking he hoped the Samoan didn't like John too much. "Yeah."

"You okay?" Dean asked as he walked over sitting next to him.

"Uh...yeah. Fine, Baby." Seth gave a small smile before kissing Dean on the cheek.