Loveless Fan Fiction ❯ Crime and Punishment ❯ Crime and Punishment ( Chapter 1 )

Crime and Punishment

 

Soubi was breathing heavy, eyes locked on the opponents before him. They responded to all of his attacks by quickly, reciting their own attack. This gave him little time to put up barriers and make his next assault before he had to defend again.

He searched the scene and tried to think of the best way to take advantage of his situation. Seimei slid his hand into Soubi's and stated, “Keep the defense up, and don't takes it down to attack.”

The 15 year old shook his head, “No, only weak people do that. I want to defeat these bastards.”

Seimei ordered, “Soubi, I want you to activate the defense until I order otherwise.”

“No.” Soubi stated, he took a deep breath and began, “Lightening! Like thousands of millions of arrows, pierce them!” Instantly, white lightening struck down, jetting across the field in its chaotic, spastic way, with ferocity and precision.

Soubi made a smug grin he knew how remarkable his dexterity was, the attack would begin almost right when he finished his chant.

The sacrifice of the opposing team softly ordered, “Don't bother with a barrier, deflect it.”

The taller war craft closed his eyes, “Mirror, it shines the light, and you shine back, deflect the energy of this attack unto the master that has called it.”

Moments before the lightening hit the two, a shine flicked through the air, which quickly became a mirror reflection of the lightening. The lightening collided and burst back.

Soubi was in shock, “What happened?”

The 17 year old master ordered irritably, “Raise a shield, quickly.”

“No, I have to counter it.” Soubi quickly said as he clenched his hands and yelled, “Surrounded by smoldering pain. The flame that is burning. Slice through your opponents. Release your wild fury!” Flames instantly rose in a ring around the two, it turned in a circle, rising off the ground before blasting forward in a thick column.

The young boy breathed heavy, pleased with himself when the two collided. But they didn't cancel out like he believes they would. The lightening ripped through the flames with sharp ferocity, the flames clinging to it and fanning out.

The blonde gasped, his eyes wide, out of reflex he fell to his knees and covered his head. He instantly regretted this decision when he heard the tear of flesh and cloth. The lightening and flames dissipated into the air and Soubi slowly turned his head to see his master laying on his back.

He quickly crawled over; “Seimei!” he examined the body, the attack had hit the man, square in the chest. He looked over his shoulder at his opponents.

The master watched with mild amusement, the servant merely stood and watched because she was waiting for her master to leave with her.

When he looked back the restraints that had held the two together were finally gone. Soubi wrapped his arms under the armpits of the taller boy, lifting him. He silently thanked himself he and his master was so similar in size, making it easier to carry him.

He limped through the streets, pulling his master along, finally getting the body up into his room. Soubi laid the older boy on his bed, he quickly locked the door to insure the parents or little brother didn't come in.

Soubi undressed his master's chest so he could clean the bruised and charred skin before applying ointment and bandages. He sat in a chair next to the bed when he was done; he felt a deep since of guilt within him.

Not only had he directly disobeyed several of his master's orders, but also because of it, Seimei was now injured and would be unconscious for the next day or so. He slumped over a bit as he started to think ahead, it was almost definite that he would be punished for his disobedience and the result of it.

He shivered and tried not to think about it. He continued to watch his master as he lay on the bed silently.

~*~

Soubi woke up the next morning still sitting in his chair, but his face was propped in the hook of his arm, which was lying on the bed before him. He sat up and realized the bed was empty.

“You're awake.” Came a deep but smooth mellow voice. Soubi looked up, and then sat up straight when he saw his master. Before the young boy could say anything Seimei began with an eerie smile on his face, “That little stunt of yours yesterday, it deserves punishment.”

Soubi went still, a chill running down his spine from those words. Seimei continued, “I don't want actions like that becoming habit, you must realize.” He checked his watch, “Well, we should begin. Stand up, Soubi.”

The boy obediently, and shakily stood. Seimei motioned, “Good, now lets go. We can't do this here.”

He then meant to follow his master out, to wherever he was supposed to go, but instead he did something he never thought he would do…

Soubi turned and ran to the doorway and out onto the balcony. He looked over his shoulder briefly as he jumped off the balcony, landing gracefully on the ground, then he started running, as fast as he possibly could.

He slowed down for a moment to look over his shoulder. Seimei was leaning against his room, standing out on the balcony, watching as his slave ran away. Soubi came to stop, curiously staring at his master before he decided to continue his escape.

~*~

The next day Soubi found himself feeling horrible. He couldn't stand to be away from his beloved master, and wasn't sure how much longer he could stand it.

“I guess that's why he was never afraid of me running away.” He thought to himself, “Where would I run to that I couldn't come back?” he pulled his knee up under his chin, “He knows I can't stand being away.”

He pulled a knee up to his chest and sighed, looking around the park. Soubi decided to find out what the old boy was doing, so he got up and went in search. He jumped up to the balcony, holding onto the floor of it and holding himself up to look inside.

Seimei was sitting at his desk reading a book quietly. After a moment he quietly inserted a bookmarker and closed the book, saying quietly, but loud enough to hear, “Soubi.”

The mentioned boy gasped silently and let go, falling to the ground before quickly hurrying off again. Seimei looked over his shoulder and sighed, “I must have imagined it.” He then shrugged and continued reading.

~A Few Days Later~

Soubi squinted then opened his eyes; he sat up on the roof he apparently fell asleep on. He closed his eyes again, remembering that Seimei wasn't there to wake up with him.

Staring at the sky, the boy decided it must be about noon. He stood up and decided he'd look for Seimei and apologize, then ask for forgiveness. Soubi quietly walked down the streets till he made it to his master's home.

He peeked inside most of the windows; there was no sign of his master. He stepped back and wondered where he could be. Soubi snapped his fingers when he finally thought of it, “He must be at my apartment waiting for me.”

With a small smile, the 15 year old walked to his apartment, which he rarely found himself staying at, but it would seemingly be the site for his master's next order.

~*~

He reached the small apartment in the gray apartment. Soubi tried the door; it was open so he let himself in.

Seimei was sitting across the room, looking out the window, he stated, “Soubi, you've come.”

Soubi nodded, though the older boy was not watching, “Yes.”

He held out a hand and motioned, “Come here.” Soubi complied and crossed the room till he stood by Seimei with his head lowered. Seimei ordered, “Kneel.” He did without complaint.

Seimei drew his fingers through the blonde's hair, “You came to see meet me here didn't you?” Soubi nodded, the older boy admonished gently, “Speak to me properly Soubi.”

Soubi answered, “Yes master.”

The older boy asked, “And why did you come back to me?”

After a pause he answered, “Because… I… couldn't stand being away. I wanted to be near you again…”

Seimei asked, “You realize I must punish you for your disobedience though, and for running away correct?”

He nodded, “Yes master, do what you want… Just, forgive me, and let me come back.” He trembled slightly under the hand.

The master nodded, “Very well then.” He stood, “Remove your clothes and stand there, in the center of the room, with your back facing me.”

Soubi bowed his head slightly, “Yes master.” He stood and started to the center of the room slowly but gracefully, unbuttoning his jacket along the way. He slid it off and put it to the side, he pulled his fitted black shirt over his head and set that to the side as well.

Soon he stood in the middle of the room, completely bare before his master. The slightly taller man walked up behind him. Soubi swore he could feel the others heartbeat they were so close.

The older boy put his hands on the other's hips and guided his hands slowly upwards. When he got to the underarms, he lifted the boys long arms up, guiding them up above his head, “Stand on my feet for a moment.”

He struggled with it, but Soubi managed to keep his arms in the air where his master held them while backing up onto his feet, making him a little taller.

Seimei pulled gently on his arms so he got on the balls of his feet to make his arms reach whatever his master was trying to get to. He looked up to see what Seimei was doing.

Seimei placed one of the slender wrists inside a padded leather cuff, then methodically fastened it before doing the other. He stepped away from the boy then, leaving him without support other than the cuffs.

Soubi teetered on his toes for a moment, looking up at the cuffs and pulling at them. It was no use of course, they were strong, and the padded leather hugged his wrists gently, but snugly, promising no hope for escape.

“Tilt your head down slightly.” Seimei ordered, “I don't want your hair to get messed up.” Soubi leaned his head forward as ordered, the older boy brushed the hair to the side, insuring the long locks wouldn't be damaged.

His master left momentarily, giving him some time to think. Going through this ordeal, Soubi remembered the last time he'd been in a position such as this, it was right before he lost his ears. Back when he lost his ears to…

Well that's a different subject. What he remembered most vividly was the whipping he got. He shivered slightly, wishing there was a way he could avoid it. But he would not back out of this, he agreed to submit himself to whatever punishment Seimei had for him, because he couldn't stand being away from his master.

The 15-year-old let out a sharp gasp as something hot poured over his back. Seimei explained, “It's hot wax, it shouldn't be too hot for you to handle.” Soubi remained quiet, breathing deeply as his master poured and rubbed the hot substance over his back and even down over his rear.

Soubi had to bite his lip to keep from moaning, the feeling of the hot warmth being poured and smeared onto him felt more incredible than he would have thought. After a moment, he noticed the result of the pleasure was stirring in his groin.

Seimei walked around to stand in front of the boy, “Do you know what its for?” The boy shook his head and Seimei answered his own question, “The warmth and smoothness of it…” he stepped forward, sliding his arms to clasp onto his slaves back gently, “Makes your skin more sensitive and receptive.” Soubi silently gulped.

Seimei dug his fingers into the wax, hardly touching the skin with the tips of his nails. He drew his fingers down the back, pulling of the wax off and brushing his nails over the sensitized flesh as he continued.

Soubi gasped and arched his back from the pleasure. He shuddered and lay his head back as the nails continued down his back. Seimei chuckled and finished taking off the rest of the wax, relishing how Soubi desperately tried to conceal his moans.

Seimei reluctantly moved away from his slave and went to fetch the large black bag he'd brought his supplies in. He knelt and searched through, finally finding the long leather whip he'd brought for this occasion.

He cracked it once in the air, startling Soubi. Seimei watched as the boy clenched his fists and lowered his head, preparing himself for the assault. Seeing the younger boy was ready, he laid the first strike.

Soubi arched and gasped, the older man laid another strike. He was taking extra caution to make sure he used his dexterity in using the whip. He only touched the skin, raising painful red welts, but never cut the skin.

In his mind, Seimei detested owners who punished their slaves and left permanent marks. He could not bear damaging Soubi so permanently.

Before he had begun this punishment, he'd extensively thought out how far was too far. He wrote the thin line between punishment and abuse… Besides, not that Soubi knew it yet, but the point of this was not pain, it was pleasure.

Soubi gasped and twitched slightly with ever crack of the whip. The strokes fell through out the expanse of his back, rear, and thighs. He'd started to realize from after the very first strokes, that this punishment didn't feel anything like that first whipping he'd had, the one from before he belonged to Seimei.

Of course this hurt like a mother, and he'd never had this many lashes before, but it differed so much still. Every strike erupted with pain but soothed out with a tingling sensation that traveled down his spine to his groin.

After a while, the once pained gasps, turned into pleasured breaths. Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes from the pain, but there was no denying the growing package between his legs.

His legs trembled; Soubi was loosing the strength in his legs as the lesson continued. He put more weight in his arms, stretching his body out a little longer, giving his master a larger canvas.

Finally, Seimei came to stop. Almost all of Soubi's back, butt and thighs were reddened. The master brushed his long fingertips over the back, “Does it hurt?”

“Yes master.” He forced out, choking on his breath.

He let his hand wander to the boy's side, then onto his flat abs, moving from the heavy breathing, “Do you like it?”

Soubi shuddered and nodded, then said in a quiet voice, “Yes Master.”

Seimei brushed his lips over the base of the boys neck from behind, “Do you want me to continue?”

There was a pause; Soubi lowered his head further and shivered, “Y-yes master.” He never thought there'd be a day that he'd want to be whipped. It even sounded silly while he was saying it.

Seimei kissed the flesh tenderly then stepped back. He reached into his bag and found the lubricant and vibrator he'd brought. He lubricated two of his fingers and slipped them into the tight anus of his beloved.

Soubi hissed from the sudden intrusion but made himself relax, knowing the thick plastic phallic would be coming next. It was the methodical order that his master used every time. This was how they interacted sexually, since Seimei didn't want to loose his ears just yet.

The older boy removed his fingers and inserted the lubricated plastic, watching with fascination as the length disappeared into the younger boy. When it was half way in, he dragged it out a little, the slid it in more before sliding it out again.

The younger boy couldn't help but squirm as the plastic slid back and forth in his orifice. His body reflexively clutched at the dildo, making the feeling more acute when it was slid out and in again.

Soubi finally stopped playing with the plastic device. He presses it deep into Soubi's hole, leaving the bottom embedded between Soubi's firm butt cheeks.

Grabbing the leather 9-tailed whip, he ran his fingers through the 9 long, broad leather strips, and then raised the device over his head.

He landed the leather on Soubi's thigh. He made a strangled cry and danced around on the balls of his feet, surprised with the acute pain this one brought.

Another fell, on the upper part of his butt. He cried out a little more quietly, clenching and unclenching his fists. The pain was much sharper, the thicker straps delivering a blow that covered more skin, and the 9 tails amplifying the feeling.

Soubi endured the harsh pleasure till the point he felt he would scream. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes, biting his lip to try to suppress it. Suddenly, the assaults stopped.

The master brushed his fingers over the boys back, allowing his hand to drift to the area between the navel and groin, “Soubi, are you a masochist?”

“N-no master… at least, I didn't think I was…” he replied after a moment.

“You didn't think you were?”

“I've never responded to… this sort of thing like this before.” He stated.

Seimei reached his arms around the boy, to caress his front, “I highly doubt the person who took you, whipped you in this way.” He presses his own hardening length against the small of Soubi's back, “This combines pain and pleasure. With each lash I've given you Soubi, you've grown harder haven't you.”

Soubi nodded, “Yes… master.”

The master was quiet for a moment, studying the young boy before he slid his hand in back of the boy, down the thrashed back, over the voluptuous ass, to between his legs.

He touched the plastic phallic again, pushing and pulling on it before sliding the entire length out. Soubi moaned at the loss of the intrusion but prepared himself for the larger plastic dildo he knew was to come.

Soubi closed his eyes and spread his legs slightly, trying to regulate his breath before he was penetrated. He didn't notice as Seimei walked around him. The master slid his hands down Soubi's legs and lifted them.

Soubi, suddenly putting all of his weight in his arms, began to struggle. Seimei held the legs still, pinning the boy's knees to his hips. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

He quickly obeyed, wrapping his legs around the thin hips and trying to balance his weight. Seimei put a hand under the boy's bare bottom, lifting him slightly. His other hand went to his own pants, unbuttoning them and pushing them part way down his legs.

Soubi gasped, “Wait, what about your ears!”

Seimei smiled and brushed his lips over Soubi's neck again, “If I lose them now, I don't think I'll regret it. There's no way I would rather lose my ears than by taking you.”

The younger boy went silent, watching his master's face as he was lowered onto the radiating heat beneath him. Soubi bit his lips and quivered after a moment, as far as his ass was concerned, the dick seemed to go on forever.

Finally it came to a stop, Soubi breathed in deeply, noticing he was feeling quite light headed. The slave was thankful that he'd already taken the plastic dildo, or there was no way he'd be able to stand the much longer and wider intrusion now inside him.

Seimei remained as still as he could, allowing the boy he embedded in to adjust to the feeling. After what had felt like an eternity to the impatient boy, Soubi leaned over and rested his forehead on his master's shoulder.

The older boy slid out a little before moving back in. The next time he slid out almost completely, before sliding back in a little faster.

The tight ring of Soubi's anus gripped reflexively at the appendage entering him. Seimei gasped and his back arched as he moaned while his organ remained in the heated tunnel with the pressure on it from all angles.

“Soubi.” The boy sighed out, enjoying each thrust more than the last. Continually pulling out and pushing in, faster each time. He was so absorbed in his own feelings of ecstasy; he didn't notice the firmness pressing against his stomach, begging for release. “Oh, Soubi,” he groaned, “I… this is so… incredible. I could stay in here forever.”

The young boy whimpered slightly and bucked his hips, “I-I want to come.”

Seimei continued rocking into the heated passage, groaning his pleasure.

“Master, please, I want to come.” He almost sobbed this time.

The master continued his pace.

“Please master, let me come. I want it so badly.” Soubi did sob the words this time.

Seimei opened his eyes, “Soubi, heheh, that's why this is punishment.”

Soubi's eyes widened, he hadn't even thought of why his master would have chosen something so pleasurable to be his punishment. “M-master… it hurts, I can't hold it, it hurts to much. Please let me come.”

The master chuckled, watching his pet with his dark, half-lidded eyes, “Don't worry if you can hold it or not Soubi. You will not come until I say.”

Soubi's pleasure was still mounting from the length moving into his backside, “Please, have mercy, Master. I- just -ah- put your hand on me. Please.”

“Don't tell me what to do.” Seimei said in an irritated voice, though he was smiling, quite amused with himself.

Soubi had his eyes clenched, trying to get his mind off the blatant need standing erect. He whimpered slightly and bucked again, this time brushing some of his length against the firm chest of his master. He sighed at the feeling of the slick warmth of his master's stomach.

Desperately he pumped forward, relishing the friction, though it was small. Seimei noticed this after a moment and reached a hand down to grasp the organ. Soubi grunted but widened his legs and pushed up, waiting for his master to grant his release.

But he did not, Seimei continued to thrust into the tight hole, and kept a firm grasp on his slave's organ, insuring the boy wouldn't come. After a moment Soubi whimpered, and rocked his hips, asking for more attention on his need.

“What do you want?”

“I want to come, master.” Soubi cried out, his brows scrunched in concentration, but his mouth open in ecstasy.

“I don't think you've suffered enough yet.” He followed his statement with a harsh squeaze.

“Master! -oh- please, I- I want it, so badly. Please, I -ah- want to -ohohh- come! Forgive me, please. I'm sorry for what I -gasp- I did. I'll never -nnn- never do it a-ah-again.” Soubi begged, his speech constantly interrupted by his master's thrusts.

Seimei smiled, though Soubi couldn't see it. He moved his hand up and down the length briskly, stopping only when he came. His pet came shortly after he did. They remained where they were for a moment, breathing heavily.

Soubi kept his legs locked around the older boy's waist, afraid he might leave him there. Seimei slide his hand up the outside of one of Soubi's arms till he reached the cuffs. He gripped the two wrists, holding them in place as he undid the straps with his other hand.

After he was unlocked, Soubi threw his arms around the older boy's neck. Both being weak at the moment, they fell to the ground, and remained that way for a great deal of time.

Seimei brushed his fingers over Soubi's reddened back and said, “Soubi, don't disobey me again. I don't want to discipline you, but I will to keep you in line.”

Soubi asked, “Then why did you `punish' me this way this time?”

“I wasn't sure how you'd react. If you disliked it, it would be punishment…”

“But because I do like it… now what?” the younger boy inquired.

“We can do this again.” Seimei said through a grin, his dark eyes sparkling with sadistic fantasies. Soubi blushed, but rested his head on the man's chest again and nodded, as if consenting.

 

Should I make this into a continual story?