Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Puppet Master's New Puppet ❯ Chapter 2

“You are now mine,” Sephiroth purred in his puppet's ear.

 

The master had decided to let the puppet sleep. It had only been several hours before that he had exhausted his newly acquired toy. Sephiroth now had no doubts about his acquisition. He decided that now his pet had relinquished control, he would in turn pleasure himself.

 

The steady rise and fall of the chest as slumber claimed his exhausted toy. Even in his compromised position, the look of content remained. Begrudgingly, Sephiroth picked up the riding crop and began to tickle his pet in his sleep. The marks from their previous encounter were just beginning to bruise. He could see each mark clearly and his puppet wore them proudly. The slaps that his puppet had received were swelling and purpling as well.

 

`Perfect' was the only thought that came to the puppet master's mind at that point. Sephiroth had always known that Cloud would make the perfect puppet; though, he had never imagined that breaking the blonde of his old life would have been this difficult. Before the night was through, which had yet to begin, the master would have the submissive ready for training to please the master.

 

The plan formulating within the maliciously deviant master was how he would display his pet for the master's pleasure. All that could be seen was just the section of the room that they were in. He had yet to light the other torches that were placed throughout the dungeon. Should he take the pet on the bed, or should he try him standing up? This was by far the most difficult decision that had to be made all evening.

 

The more Sephiroth thought about what to do the closer to wakefulness his toy became. Slowly, the sloth was becoming Cloud again. He turned his head to see if their encounter had been a dream. Pulling at the restraints and seeing the same table with the various devices on display, Cloud realized it was the reality he had secretly wished for.

 

Cerulean met cat-like eyes that seemed to glow in the dark and always know where they were going. He swallowed hard with anticipation. The blonde had never been stared at with such lust or longing before. There was no turning back after seeing such pure desire hidden within. Just as his masochistic desire awakened, that same side recognized its true master in one split second. That was what Cloud could not fathom, how he could have the desire to serve when just a few days ago he was free.

 

Sephiroth was pleased to see the battle for submission warring within those clear cerulean depths. Though, he was still stuck on standing or where they were for when he deemed it necessary to prove his domination.

 

“I was beginning to think that I had truly expunged your stamina. Now I see how completely wrong I was,” the ex-general commented with a smirk. He continued his ministrations with the riding crop. The blonde began to twitch as it touched the bruises from his earlier beating.

 

“I see that you are indeed responsive. Your earlier display almost had me doubting my choice in puppets,” Sephiroth teased.

 

It was hard to resist the desire to respond to the taunt. Cloud knew that this was part of the game that they were playing. This was going to be how his life would be. It was still hard to admit that he had truly relinquished control over every aspect of himself.

 

Sephiroth could not help but smile at the war to submit. The spark was still there and that was what made Cloud all the more thrilling. He had no intentions of breaking the blonde to the point of true submission. Eventually he would leave the play room, but only when he knew the puppet recognized its master.

 

“You may speak freely while I am preparing the next task that I have for you, puppet,” Sephiroth began. “You may not interrupt me when I am speaking. You may ask questions to further your education.”

 

Cloud followed Sephiroth as he prepared the toys for the next task. Apparently, they had only just begun. Should he fight and receive more marks of ownership? How serious was Sephiroth about wanting to dominate him? There was not enough time to think when Sephiroth released his position so that he may be repositioned.

 

“Where are you taking me?” Cloud could not resist the urge to speak freely.

 

“No where really,” Sephiroth replied revealing nothing about his true intentions. “I just wish to properly cleanse and take you.”

 

The last was whispered in the blonde's ear. Shivers escaped his newfound resolve to resist. His spirit was one step closer to submitting. This new split within Cloud was screaming to take over. The harsher the punishment the more alive that side of him seemed to become.

 

Once Sephiroth had released the last shackle, he then attached the leash to Cloud's collar. The leash matched the silver leather, not really fancy because of the practical uses that it was for. Sephiroth gently tugged on the leash making Cloud stand up.

 

Cloud could now see his surroundings. There were torture wracks and various tables positioned about where they were placed. The blonde had his worst fears confirmed. He was really going to be here till his purpose was fulfilled.

 

“Do not fret, puppet,” Sephiroth began. “Those are not for you. The wracks are merely for show because I have always been fascinated with torture.”

 

Sephiroth lead him to a corner of the room that had extensions for his restraints. His master had left the leather shackles attached. Taking one arm at a time he began to display his work of art. The arms were spread above his head, much like on the bed. He was then lifted several feet off the floor before his feet were shackled as well. Looking about the corner he was at, he noticed that there was another table with the same toys on display.

 

When Sephiroth had finished creating the picture he had seen in his mind, he then looked his pet in the eye. They were still determined to regain some of the lost control. The pools of cerulean were glowing with more of a blue hue to let the master know that his pet was again trying to rebel. Then, just as suddenly as the rebellion appeared, it was replaced with the same longing that Sephiroth was feeling. Indeed, he did choose his pet wisely.

 

Various toys were at his disposal. Sephiroth decided to go ahead with his taming plan. He placed a blindfold around the eyes that were giving away too much of what Cloud was going through. His puppet tried to turn away, but was too slow in movement as the blindfold was already in place.

 

Without the use of his eyes, the blonde could not control the excitement that was seeping out little by little. He could feel his master playing with the bruises once again. He felt a cloth gently rub over his body. The cold sensation made his body shiver with anticipation and delight. He was in good hands if he were to ever get over his fear of relinquishing control.

 

As the master continued to bathe his puppet, he noticed the ever growing desire growing within. Sephiroth knew that his toy was not very dirty but it was just to remove the sweat from the first encounter they had earlier evening.

 

`So responsive, I thought for sure he was going to be disgusted,' Sephiroth mused. `Definitely the most involved puppet he had acquired.'

 

“Am I still granted permission to speak freely, master?” Cloud hazarded, knowing that it would cause the pleasuring sensations to stop.

 

“Yes, puppet, I have not said otherwise,” Sephiroth responded, not stopping what he was doing like the blonde had hoped. When the master thought that he had cleansed his puppet enough, he then moved to the table mentally preparing himself for what was to come.

 

Sephiroth knew that it was too soon for Cloud to fully submit to his master. The riding crop would be the preferred punishment. If the puppet refused to acknowledge defeat, the whip would be the next method of punishment. This time he would not be using any of the anal toys but his own quivering member. He knew the hole would still be prepared since only a few hours had transpired. Sephiroth had never been this excited to claim a puppet and seal the bond before, thus his extra care to be prepared for resentment.

 

“Master, I grow cold without your touch,” Cloud taunted. He had finally given in to the desire to be dominated. He needed to feel the touch. He was rewarded with a smack from the riding crop. It was meant to elicit the moan of pleasure that followed.

 

“So the puppet acknowledges the puppet master?” Sephiroth asked, pleased with the taunt for the master's touch. He moved the riding crop to the ass. In every other submissive that the puppet master had broken, the ass was one of the most sensitive places.

 

SMACK!

 

“Nnh..,” Cloud moaned, the hit had been in a spot the blonde had no idea was so sensitive.

 

Pleased with the response that was uttered, Sephiroth then ran the crop down to the blonde's thighs. He then moved to the inner thighs to spread them a little more, readying himself for the markings that were going displayed there as well. The same force was applied as the ones that were made earlier. Though, the master took the liberty of getting into it, he moved it back and forth across both inner thighs.

 

Cloud moaned as he knew what was happening at that very moment. His master was preparing him for the sealing of their bond. His senses heightened from lack of vision, the blonde thought that he was going to insane from the painfully pleasurable sensations. He knew that he had to hold out on his responses; for if he were to take too much advantage of the permission that had been granted earlier, he may never get another chance to moan till master deemed it necessary. In that moment, Cloud had severed the chains of fate that had him bound to the mundane existence he had on Gaia.

 

Sephiroth was pleased that his toy was not being quiet due to resentfulness, rather that he was afraid that his master would think him greedy and abusive toward privileges. The epiphanies that were being made in the mind of his toy were still written in the shear bliss etched on the blonde's lovely face. Sephiroth could no longer resist the temptation to claim the willing submissive and prove his dominance.

 

The lack of responses had been sending maddening urges to Sephiroth's groin. The leather seemed to be tightening with every smack that was laid to his puppet. Doubt ebbed away from every aspect of thought because of how much care the one winged angel had placed in preparing to claim his toy.

 

“You have no idea how desirable you look at this moment. Bearing the marks of ownership, refusing to abuse what little I give you. It was the submission that you had buried deep inside that drew me to you,” Sephiroth spoke; it was the latter of his confession that made the blonde respond.

 

“Oh…ahh…” Cloud moaned, unable to think of what he was trying to say. He knew that the inevitable was about to happen. His master would soon claim him.

 

“I am about to fuck you in the ass. You may not speak freely. You will display the same control that showed me earlier, but only release when I tell you,” Sephiroth purred with his authoritative tone that was becoming familiar.

 

Sephiroth moved his hands to free the engorged phallus straining to claim the virgin ass that was begging to be claimed. The leather pants slid down his legs with greater ease than he was used to. The dripping precum would suffice as lubricant in case the ass was not as stretched as he originally thought. A few strokes to his manhood made sure that he was indeed ready to claim his prize.

 

In one swift movement, Sephiroth pushed his cock inside the awaiting ass. He was not sure if the blonde could handle him. He carefully pushed in further trying to be careful not to tear what he truly desired. As if on cue, Cloud relaxed as soon as he realized that it was really happening. With the relaxed muscles and the grimy setting was just the beginning of what was to come.

 

Without warning, the ex-general pushed in all the way. It took everything his puppet had not to shudder, quiver or even whimper. He knew that this was just the beginning of the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, he felt his master pull out and then without warning slam in his ass.

 

Sephiroth was tempted beyond control to see just how much his pet could take while he was upright. He would pull out and slam into the ass that he was desperately trying to preserve without denying himself pleasure as well. He stroked the ass he was abusing with gentle fingers. As soon as he was comfortable enough Sephiroth knew the blonde would be able to harsh thrusts he was struggling to hold back.

 

The blonde felt hands approach his front while he was mercilessly pounded from behind. A twist to both nipples, a tug to them and a bite to his neck were all it took to ready him for the relentless abuse that he was about to undergo. With practiced grace, he felt his master increase his the speed of his thrusting yet again. He felt a bite on his left shoulder; it was becoming harder to fight the urge to come.

 

The fight to please his master was what impressed Sephiroth the most about his new toy to begin with. The ex-general picked up the riding crop to lay a few smacks to the blonde's front again. The shivers his puppet was trying to suppress were enticingly precious. He soon began increasing his speed yet again.

 

The blindfold helped the toy focus on the sensations, the feelings that were breaking the mold. He felt himself struggling to control his urge to come. His master could go on for hours because of all the training he had had while he was the general. The position was no longer bearable, tension pulled in his arm muscles making him feel like he was going to fall at any given moment.

 

“Puppet, I am going to speed up. You will not scream as I pound your taught ass,” Sephiroth purred into his ear. He was tired of holding out because he knew that his pet could not take the position anymore. Without warning, his thrusts increased to the speed that he had desired from the beginning.

 

In and out, flesh smacking flesh; testosterone was all that could be sensed from the two. One could not seem to keep control while the other silently prayed for release. The general was reaching his climax. It had taken all that he had to ensure that this was just as much of a learning experience for his pet as he, himself, was supposed to be pleasured.

 

“I am close now puppet,” Sephiroth whispered. He knew that the longer he continued, the stronger both releases would be. “Get ready to come as soon as I bite your right shoulder.”

 

Without warning, they both came together because as soon as Sephiroth felt the need to release, he had bitten his toy. The blonde's ass was barely holding in the glorious nectar that was released. Cloud's release shot out away from his body, as he was unable to control where it went. Panting and wishing to be released the blonde knew that it was almost far from over. The general could always recuperate from just the few moments that were spent with the both of them panting harshly. That was the second time in the blonde's meager existence that he had released so strongly.

 

Sephiroth removed the blindfold to look into the glassy eyes of his puppet. He was indeed exhausted and thoroughly satiated to the core. The blonde never once begged for sustenance or refreshment and he was about to be rewarded for his complete submission. As Sephiroth set to work releasing the chains from the shackles he took notice of the quivering muscles. Had his toy really been that compliant to not beg to be set free from his position?

 

“Puppet, you are indeed in need of some aftercare, are you not?” Sephiroth asked the rhetorical question knowing that he would do it anyway. His blonde had more than earned the small pampering he was about to receive. He continued to remove his toy from the restraints that had been placed upon him. “You truly deserve a slight reprieve from what will happen.”

 

As the last shackle was released from the chain, the blonde did not have the strength to hold himself upright. Before the blonde even hit the ground, he was safely held in his master's arms. He felt safe and secure for once in his life. He just hoped that he always pleased his master the way that he had during their first session together. For now, sleep would claim him and leave to wonder what was in store for their next round of fun.