Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Jail Bait ❯ Jail Bait ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: GreenEyedFloozy 
Enishi is in prison, and Saito is horny. Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, Toy(s), Overall BoyXBoy Horniness
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.16.2006 | Updated On: 01.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Completed
Enishi is in prison, and Saito is horny. Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, Toy(s), Overall BoyXBoy Horniness
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.16.2006 | Updated On: 01.16.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 2.5K | Status: Completed
Fic: Jail Bait
Pairing: SaitoXChou
Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, BoyXBoy horniness, Toy(s)
Summary: Enishi is in prison, and Saito is horny. Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, Toy(s), Overall BoyXBoy Horniness
How Fic Came To Be: Jasmine Reinier said it was a creepy pairing. I just had to write it once she said that!
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I wanted him. I lusted after him, dreaming of both domination and being dominated. He walked like a lion, burly muscles rippling as he went along. Soon, it was if I was obsessed with fucking him. At night, I dreamed about his hands on my body, and mine on his. I already knew exactly how I would get him.
It was a hot, sticky Thursday; and the station was empty of officers- with the exception of me. With a wicked smirk I realized that, and, looking on the chart, noticed that no one would be on duty for hours. With a satisfied nod, I opened up the door towards the cells, and locked it behind me.
The criminals were usually two to a cell, some with three. Except Enishi's. He got his own. I'd thought of that before, and my groin tightened. All around me I could hear sounds of pleasure and pain coming from the men who could not see me in the darkness. Images flashed through my mind over what would soon occur. Abstractly, I wondered if Enishi would be a screamer, or a moaner.
It was a minute of walking, the sounds of moaning hardening my aching member. I quieted it with a soft caress before going into Enishi's cell. I peered around the dim interior, not seeing anyone. Cautiously, warily I took another step in, only to hear the crash of the cell door slamming behind me.
"Hello." He said in his sultry tone, breath hot on my neck. "Did you come to see me?" He questioned, grabbing my crotch, rubbing my hardening cock, and holding me against the now closed cell door. "Because they don't like it when you fuck inmates." He grabbed the set of handcuffs from my pocket, leaning down to my ankles. With an erotic grace he pulled apart my legs, locking them to bars four feet apart. "How do you like being chained up?" He questioned, licking his lips. "I'll admit it openly. I enjoy it rough. And may my soul be damned if I'm not horny." Cool fingertips traced their way up my thighs, resting on the uncomfortable bulge between them. "Same with you, right? Well, that's why you came down here, isn't it?" He mocked, pulling off his shirt, then mine. "You wanted me." Quickly his mouth sought the tender skin along my neck, biting harshly, and letting his tongue take in the bit of blood from the wounds. I moaned in ecstasy, moving my groin closer into him.
"Saito, Saito." He said, moving towards one of my hands. "You moron. You didn't notice that was a distraction." I looked down, noticing my katana was now far out of my reach, and he was fastening one of my hands to the cell door. "You're tied up, Saito. You have no power now." He tied the other one up with his shirt. I was tied, spread-eagle, to a cell door; by a very sexy and rather horny inmate. My arousal swelled.
"You like this, don't you? You like being dominated, don't you? Don't you?" His shocking blue eyes looked into mine, as he walked to my katana and picked it up. "Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you. But when I'm done, you won't be walking for a while." He grinned, sliding my unsheathed katana down the leg of my pants, pulling out the thread, and promptly tearing the garment off of me.
At last my arousal was free to stand out, pulsing and bobbing. With a sickly gleam Enishi removed his bottoms, letting his own cock escape into the night. I could barely see him in the dark, and all I could feel was the cold around me, and all I could hear was the cell mates next to this one, where the man was grunting and moaning, and the other was begging him to stop.
That was when I felt it, a cool zephyr brushing against my over-active member. There was something down there, I was sure, but all I noticed was a faint white outline. Then I felt Enishi's mouth cover my erection, letting his tongue languidly lap at the ridges. I let a moan break from my lips, before I felt teeth into me, white-hot pain jolting all my senses alive, making my vision blur, making me harder.
"You've been bad, Saito." He murmured, rising up to me. "You should've come here sooner. Now, you must be punished." With an iron grip he closed his hand around my sac, squeezing the soft flesh, and making the pain and pleasure I was feeling spike, fly through the roof and come back. He slapped the purpling flesh, circulation being cut off. I screamed, hollered out in the mixed feelings. He grinded his cock into mine, other hand finding a rosy nipple. With another seductive grin he grabbed on, pulling and sticking his nail into the soft flesh. The feeling of immense pain and unbearable pleasure filled my mind like the incoming tide, sweeping into all the corners of my brain and cutting off all thought.
"Do you like that?" He asked, twisting my balls in his hand. Sound was cut off from my throat. "Do you?" He asked again, moving his hand from my throbbing nipple, to my other one. The nerves were on fire, dancing and leaping at his touch.
"Yes." I barely managed to whisper above the feeling. My mind tried to figure out if it was the pain or pleasure that was driving me insane. I decided it was both. With horrible timing he let go of my abused, tender scrotum and nipple. He walked over to his cot, and pulled out something I couldn't see.
"It's a crop, Saito." He told me, walking back over. "I got it from one of the other inmates. He was willing to give it to keep his life." I looked to where the voice was coming from, but felt a sharp sting on my thigh. "It'll tenderize you, Saito. You'll want to obey me when I'm done." He said, evil grin back in place. Enishi came closer, brandishing the crop again. It harshly contacted my hip, the sting leaving a red mark. "Do you like that?" He asked, hitting my shoulder with the rough leather strap. "Will you obey me?"
"Yes." I almost moaned after the word. The dominance and lust in his eyes made my groin throb, and I secretly wished for more.
"Liar." He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear. Before I could speak a word in my defense, he'd hit me three more times- across my upper torso, on my sensitive inner thigh, and across my muscular and toned abs. I let my head fall against the cool metal bars, letting the harsh and ragged breathing coming from me become even more rapid. Down below, my throbbing cock was begging for attention. I pulled at the bonds so I might get a free hand to stoke myself with, but to no avail. "Liars should be careful, you know." Swiftly, he struck the base of my neck, rough leather burning into my skin.
"Unngh..." I murmured, a low and lusty guttural sound at the back of my throat. It displeased my partner.
"You like this too much." He said, look of angry confusion playing across his masculine face. In a flash, he'd used the crop to back-hand me on my previously-hit hip, causing me to moan again. The crop met my tendering flesh again and again, tearing and stinging, but building up the pleasure with the pain. Again and again the pain-and-pleasure inducing object harder and harder, faster and faster. The contact made each of my moans and gasps louder, until, at last, I found myself hollering at the top of my lungs.
"Yes!" I called into the near-silence of the night. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" My bloated cock dripped pre-cum, bobbing in time with the waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Yes!" I bellowed once again, as a hard thrash with the crop hit my thigh for the third time.
"Hmmm..." My partner muttered, grin spreading across his face once more. "You're interesting, Saito. You don't cry out in pain." He grin grew wider. "So I need to find a different way to torture you." With a slow and patient movement, he slid the crop up my engorged member. With a slow hiss I bore the teasing pleasure, gritting my teeth, eyes narrowing. "So this is The Wolf of Mibu's weakness. He doesn’t like to be teased." He slowly began to slide the crop back down to the tip of my penis, grinning all the while. "Too bad, my little puppy. I'm in control tonight." With that, he walked back over to his cot, and hid the crop back inside the pillow, drawing something else out, instead. Foolishly, I commented on it.
"A feather, Enishi? Are you going to tickle me to death?" My hair was in front of my eyes, and a thin sheen of sweat frosted my body. The rib cage in my chest beat with passion for the play, and I felt like tonight was only going to get better.
"No, Saito. I'm going to force you into submission with it." I snorted, but the serious gleam in his eyes told me I shouldn't have. He lifted the oddly large feather to my face first, tracing it over my lips, arousing them. Slowly, he let the feather beginning its decent downward, livening my nerves as it went. It swept across the sensitive part of my neck; making me shiver.
Lower it went, brushing against my aroused nipples, making me wish I could free myself. I bucked against the bonds once more, hoping I could throw myself at him. They stayed tight, cutting into my wrists and ankles. He stayed there for a second, attacking my needy nipples with the teasing feather. Slowly he began to go lower, twirling it in the indentation of my stomach, setting every nerve alive and active. He passed my throbbing manhood, and I nearly screamed at him.
"Do you want me to stop, Saito-Chan? I could leave you right here, and go lay down on my warm cot." A sadistic grin crossed his face. "And I could just work off my own hard-on. I can all ready imagine the feeling. My nice, cold hand encircling it, sliding up to the base; and back down. Then I'd message that sweet spot, the one between your dick and balls. You know, the one that can make you hard, or make you cum real easy."
"Shut the fuck up." I growled, but sounded weak due to the breathlessness of my state.
"Fine, Saito-Chan. But you have to obey me for release, you know."
I growled as he shrugged. Once again he picked up the feather, this time with a suspiciously good-natured look. Oh, how wrong I was. Of course, I didn't learn it right away. First he finished feathering my leg, and gave a fairly quick sweep to my hard, aching, almost painful erection. Then I felt that oh-so-familiar feeling of his hand cutting off the circulation to my sac.
"Fu-u-u-u-u-ck." I whispered under my breath at the contact. He slid his feather across the abused flesh, before doubling back. Once again I swore. This time, he chasted me.
"No swearing." He grinned. "Or no orgasm for you." I winced, letting only guttural noises spring from my throat. With the calmest motion I had seen since this began, Enishi slid the feather across the sweet spot. The spot between the penis and the sac. My cock became harder, but he kept holding the circulation of my balls closed. I couldn't orgasm until he let go. Taking opportunities as they came, my partner continued to slide the feather across the most sensitive spot on my body. "Do you agree to be submissive?"
"No way in hell." I told him with gritted teeth. Huffing, he brought his mouth to my nipple, and licked the hardened peak, while his hands feathered me, and held my sac.
"Are you sure?" He asked with a grin, at my pained face.
"Ye-e-e-eh." I silently cursed myself for not being able to speak.
"Hmm." My partner replied, moving his head down to my crotch. After gently biting my inner thighs, he planted a kiss on my erect cock, before licking the pre-cum off the tip. He was truly a wondrous multi-tasker, cutting off the circulation with his right hand, feathering my spot with his left, and giving oral sex all at once. I immediately found myself moaning, as his warm mouth took me in, and cradled my dick on his tongue. With slow, languid strokes he licked me at first, before starting to suck. I hollered, feeling as if any little thing might give me the release I so badly needed.
Soon I felt myself slide into the back of his throat, tight muscles holding me, saliva washing over the horniest part of my body. He sucked harder, puling me deeper, feather still stroking my sweet spot, and other hand still preventing my ability to cum. With obvious need, I shouted to him, even if it wasn't necessary.
"I'll be submissive!" I called to him.
"Really?" He asked, after pulling me out of his mouth. "Who do you answer to?"
"You."
"Are you going to run?"
"No." I replied.
"Why?"
"Because you are my master, and I am your inferior." I replied.
"Good thing we got that straightened out." He said, untying my bonds. "Go lay down on the bed. And no touching yourself." I winced as I was forced to walk across te room in a state of such arousal. I sank on top of the rough cotton blanket, and ground my hips into the less-than-desirable material. Enishi walked over. With frustrating calm he massaged my shoulders, his hard penis pressing hotly into my back. After a few seconds, he turned me over, still straddling me.
With a gentler lust than before he placed his lips on mine, opening mine with his tongue; and invading my mouth. He sucked on my tongue, and licked my lips. Lower, he grinded his cock into mine, the glorious friction the euphoria I needed. Slowly he slid up my body, until he was sitting right over my face.
"I'd suck if I were you." He said. "We don't get any lubricant allowance here."
With the thrill of hot pleasure on the horizon, I quickly took him in to my mouth, wetting him from the tip to the hilt, sucking, vibrating my tongue around his big, thick manhood. He grunted in pleasure a few times, before abruptly telling me to stop.
"Oh, and Saito. Because you were so bad earlier, I'm not going to prep you." I looked at him with disbelieving eyes, but he quickly flipped me back over, and pulled apart the cheeks of my ass, and lined himself up at the entrance. "This is going to hurt."
With silent anticipation I held my breath, as he held on to my hips firmly, and slid the first two inches in. I tried to relax my muscles, but it seemed to do the opposite. "You're tight, Saito." Enishi said, forcing another inch of his massive cock in. I hollered out in pain and pleasure. With a swift plunging of his hips, he forced another three inches in. I screamed out in agony, a similarly pronounced yes coming soon after it.
"Harder, please. Please, harder!" I cried out, preparing myself. Without a bit of notice, Enishi threw himself in, buried nearly to the hilt. I felt my inner walls tearing, but I didn't care. Pain was pleasure, and I was near an orgasm. "Fuck me!" I hollered to the ceilings. "Harder!" Letting one hand off of my hips, he wrapped it around my torso, to my neglected cock. With a hard rubbing, he squeezed my penis, while forcing himself deeper in. He was the biggest I'd ever had, his large, deep strokes hitting places in my channel that were formerly virgin. With a deep shout, I realized he was all but an inch in, a sure impossibility. No man could have over ten inches. Then I felt what must've been blood drip on to my leg, but yelled again for Enishi to go harder, and faster; thoughts leaving my mind once again, excepting the ones about the pleasure swelling deep within. He met my pleadings, rocking in deeply, pulling out far, and driving back in hard; his hand on my cock adding to my supreme pleasure, and I qui
ckly felt the hot flash of my orgasm coming on.
Hollering my partner's name into the air, I let the stream of hot semen sprout free, and felt the final strokes as Enishi buried himself deep within me, letting his cum spill inside of my torn, bloodied passage.
"That was good." My partner said.
All I could do was nod.
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So... that's the fic. Review if you liked it, or tell me what was wrong if you didn't.
Aurore
Pairing: SaitoXChou
Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, BoyXBoy horniness, Toy(s)
Summary: Enishi is in prison, and Saito is horny. Warnings: Bondage, Graphic Sex, YAOI, SandM, Toy(s), Overall BoyXBoy Horniness
How Fic Came To Be: Jasmine Reinier said it was a creepy pairing. I just had to write it once she said that!
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I wanted him. I lusted after him, dreaming of both domination and being dominated. He walked like a lion, burly muscles rippling as he went along. Soon, it was if I was obsessed with fucking him. At night, I dreamed about his hands on my body, and mine on his. I already knew exactly how I would get him.
It was a hot, sticky Thursday; and the station was empty of officers- with the exception of me. With a wicked smirk I realized that, and, looking on the chart, noticed that no one would be on duty for hours. With a satisfied nod, I opened up the door towards the cells, and locked it behind me.
The criminals were usually two to a cell, some with three. Except Enishi's. He got his own. I'd thought of that before, and my groin tightened. All around me I could hear sounds of pleasure and pain coming from the men who could not see me in the darkness. Images flashed through my mind over what would soon occur. Abstractly, I wondered if Enishi would be a screamer, or a moaner.
It was a minute of walking, the sounds of moaning hardening my aching member. I quieted it with a soft caress before going into Enishi's cell. I peered around the dim interior, not seeing anyone. Cautiously, warily I took another step in, only to hear the crash of the cell door slamming behind me.
"Hello." He said in his sultry tone, breath hot on my neck. "Did you come to see me?" He questioned, grabbing my crotch, rubbing my hardening cock, and holding me against the now closed cell door. "Because they don't like it when you fuck inmates." He grabbed the set of handcuffs from my pocket, leaning down to my ankles. With an erotic grace he pulled apart my legs, locking them to bars four feet apart. "How do you like being chained up?" He questioned, licking his lips. "I'll admit it openly. I enjoy it rough. And may my soul be damned if I'm not horny." Cool fingertips traced their way up my thighs, resting on the uncomfortable bulge between them. "Same with you, right? Well, that's why you came down here, isn't it?" He mocked, pulling off his shirt, then mine. "You wanted me." Quickly his mouth sought the tender skin along my neck, biting harshly, and letting his tongue take in the bit of blood from the wounds. I moaned in ecstasy, moving my groin closer into him.
"Saito, Saito." He said, moving towards one of my hands. "You moron. You didn't notice that was a distraction." I looked down, noticing my katana was now far out of my reach, and he was fastening one of my hands to the cell door. "You're tied up, Saito. You have no power now." He tied the other one up with his shirt. I was tied, spread-eagle, to a cell door; by a very sexy and rather horny inmate. My arousal swelled.
"You like this, don't you? You like being dominated, don't you? Don't you?" His shocking blue eyes looked into mine, as he walked to my katana and picked it up. "Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you. But when I'm done, you won't be walking for a while." He grinned, sliding my unsheathed katana down the leg of my pants, pulling out the thread, and promptly tearing the garment off of me.
At last my arousal was free to stand out, pulsing and bobbing. With a sickly gleam Enishi removed his bottoms, letting his own cock escape into the night. I could barely see him in the dark, and all I could feel was the cold around me, and all I could hear was the cell mates next to this one, where the man was grunting and moaning, and the other was begging him to stop.
That was when I felt it, a cool zephyr brushing against my over-active member. There was something down there, I was sure, but all I noticed was a faint white outline. Then I felt Enishi's mouth cover my erection, letting his tongue languidly lap at the ridges. I let a moan break from my lips, before I felt teeth into me, white-hot pain jolting all my senses alive, making my vision blur, making me harder.
"You've been bad, Saito." He murmured, rising up to me. "You should've come here sooner. Now, you must be punished." With an iron grip he closed his hand around my sac, squeezing the soft flesh, and making the pain and pleasure I was feeling spike, fly through the roof and come back. He slapped the purpling flesh, circulation being cut off. I screamed, hollered out in the mixed feelings. He grinded his cock into mine, other hand finding a rosy nipple. With another seductive grin he grabbed on, pulling and sticking his nail into the soft flesh. The feeling of immense pain and unbearable pleasure filled my mind like the incoming tide, sweeping into all the corners of my brain and cutting off all thought.
"Do you like that?" He asked, twisting my balls in his hand. Sound was cut off from my throat. "Do you?" He asked again, moving his hand from my throbbing nipple, to my other one. The nerves were on fire, dancing and leaping at his touch.
"Yes." I barely managed to whisper above the feeling. My mind tried to figure out if it was the pain or pleasure that was driving me insane. I decided it was both. With horrible timing he let go of my abused, tender scrotum and nipple. He walked over to his cot, and pulled out something I couldn't see.
"It's a crop, Saito." He told me, walking back over. "I got it from one of the other inmates. He was willing to give it to keep his life." I looked to where the voice was coming from, but felt a sharp sting on my thigh. "It'll tenderize you, Saito. You'll want to obey me when I'm done." He said, evil grin back in place. Enishi came closer, brandishing the crop again. It harshly contacted my hip, the sting leaving a red mark. "Do you like that?" He asked, hitting my shoulder with the rough leather strap. "Will you obey me?"
"Yes." I almost moaned after the word. The dominance and lust in his eyes made my groin throb, and I secretly wished for more.
"Liar." He whispered, just loud enough for me to hear. Before I could speak a word in my defense, he'd hit me three more times- across my upper torso, on my sensitive inner thigh, and across my muscular and toned abs. I let my head fall against the cool metal bars, letting the harsh and ragged breathing coming from me become even more rapid. Down below, my throbbing cock was begging for attention. I pulled at the bonds so I might get a free hand to stoke myself with, but to no avail. "Liars should be careful, you know." Swiftly, he struck the base of my neck, rough leather burning into my skin.
"Unngh..." I murmured, a low and lusty guttural sound at the back of my throat. It displeased my partner.
"You like this too much." He said, look of angry confusion playing across his masculine face. In a flash, he'd used the crop to back-hand me on my previously-hit hip, causing me to moan again. The crop met my tendering flesh again and again, tearing and stinging, but building up the pleasure with the pain. Again and again the pain-and-pleasure inducing object harder and harder, faster and faster. The contact made each of my moans and gasps louder, until, at last, I found myself hollering at the top of my lungs.
"Yes!" I called into the near-silence of the night. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" My bloated cock dripped pre-cum, bobbing in time with the waves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Yes!" I bellowed once again, as a hard thrash with the crop hit my thigh for the third time.
"Hmmm..." My partner muttered, grin spreading across his face once more. "You're interesting, Saito. You don't cry out in pain." He grin grew wider. "So I need to find a different way to torture you." With a slow and patient movement, he slid the crop up my engorged member. With a slow hiss I bore the teasing pleasure, gritting my teeth, eyes narrowing. "So this is The Wolf of Mibu's weakness. He doesn’t like to be teased." He slowly began to slide the crop back down to the tip of my penis, grinning all the while. "Too bad, my little puppy. I'm in control tonight." With that, he walked back over to his cot, and hid the crop back inside the pillow, drawing something else out, instead. Foolishly, I commented on it.
"A feather, Enishi? Are you going to tickle me to death?" My hair was in front of my eyes, and a thin sheen of sweat frosted my body. The rib cage in my chest beat with passion for the play, and I felt like tonight was only going to get better.
"No, Saito. I'm going to force you into submission with it." I snorted, but the serious gleam in his eyes told me I shouldn't have. He lifted the oddly large feather to my face first, tracing it over my lips, arousing them. Slowly, he let the feather beginning its decent downward, livening my nerves as it went. It swept across the sensitive part of my neck; making me shiver.
Lower it went, brushing against my aroused nipples, making me wish I could free myself. I bucked against the bonds once more, hoping I could throw myself at him. They stayed tight, cutting into my wrists and ankles. He stayed there for a second, attacking my needy nipples with the teasing feather. Slowly he began to go lower, twirling it in the indentation of my stomach, setting every nerve alive and active. He passed my throbbing manhood, and I nearly screamed at him.
"Do you want me to stop, Saito-Chan? I could leave you right here, and go lay down on my warm cot." A sadistic grin crossed his face. "And I could just work off my own hard-on. I can all ready imagine the feeling. My nice, cold hand encircling it, sliding up to the base; and back down. Then I'd message that sweet spot, the one between your dick and balls. You know, the one that can make you hard, or make you cum real easy."
"Shut the fuck up." I growled, but sounded weak due to the breathlessness of my state.
"Fine, Saito-Chan. But you have to obey me for release, you know."
I growled as he shrugged. Once again he picked up the feather, this time with a suspiciously good-natured look. Oh, how wrong I was. Of course, I didn't learn it right away. First he finished feathering my leg, and gave a fairly quick sweep to my hard, aching, almost painful erection. Then I felt that oh-so-familiar feeling of his hand cutting off the circulation to my sac.
"Fu-u-u-u-u-ck." I whispered under my breath at the contact. He slid his feather across the abused flesh, before doubling back. Once again I swore. This time, he chasted me.
"No swearing." He grinned. "Or no orgasm for you." I winced, letting only guttural noises spring from my throat. With the calmest motion I had seen since this began, Enishi slid the feather across the sweet spot. The spot between the penis and the sac. My cock became harder, but he kept holding the circulation of my balls closed. I couldn't orgasm until he let go. Taking opportunities as they came, my partner continued to slide the feather across the most sensitive spot on my body. "Do you agree to be submissive?"
"No way in hell." I told him with gritted teeth. Huffing, he brought his mouth to my nipple, and licked the hardened peak, while his hands feathered me, and held my sac.
"Are you sure?" He asked with a grin, at my pained face.
"Ye-e-e-eh." I silently cursed myself for not being able to speak.
"Hmm." My partner replied, moving his head down to my crotch. After gently biting my inner thighs, he planted a kiss on my erect cock, before licking the pre-cum off the tip. He was truly a wondrous multi-tasker, cutting off the circulation with his right hand, feathering my spot with his left, and giving oral sex all at once. I immediately found myself moaning, as his warm mouth took me in, and cradled my dick on his tongue. With slow, languid strokes he licked me at first, before starting to suck. I hollered, feeling as if any little thing might give me the release I so badly needed.
Soon I felt myself slide into the back of his throat, tight muscles holding me, saliva washing over the horniest part of my body. He sucked harder, puling me deeper, feather still stroking my sweet spot, and other hand still preventing my ability to cum. With obvious need, I shouted to him, even if it wasn't necessary.
"I'll be submissive!" I called to him.
"Really?" He asked, after pulling me out of his mouth. "Who do you answer to?"
"You."
"Are you going to run?"
"No." I replied.
"Why?"
"Because you are my master, and I am your inferior." I replied.
"Good thing we got that straightened out." He said, untying my bonds. "Go lay down on the bed. And no touching yourself." I winced as I was forced to walk across te room in a state of such arousal. I sank on top of the rough cotton blanket, and ground my hips into the less-than-desirable material. Enishi walked over. With frustrating calm he massaged my shoulders, his hard penis pressing hotly into my back. After a few seconds, he turned me over, still straddling me.
With a gentler lust than before he placed his lips on mine, opening mine with his tongue; and invading my mouth. He sucked on my tongue, and licked my lips. Lower, he grinded his cock into mine, the glorious friction the euphoria I needed. Slowly he slid up my body, until he was sitting right over my face.
"I'd suck if I were you." He said. "We don't get any lubricant allowance here."
With the thrill of hot pleasure on the horizon, I quickly took him in to my mouth, wetting him from the tip to the hilt, sucking, vibrating my tongue around his big, thick manhood. He grunted in pleasure a few times, before abruptly telling me to stop.
"Oh, and Saito. Because you were so bad earlier, I'm not going to prep you." I looked at him with disbelieving eyes, but he quickly flipped me back over, and pulled apart the cheeks of my ass, and lined himself up at the entrance. "This is going to hurt."
With silent anticipation I held my breath, as he held on to my hips firmly, and slid the first two inches in. I tried to relax my muscles, but it seemed to do the opposite. "You're tight, Saito." Enishi said, forcing another inch of his massive cock in. I hollered out in pain and pleasure. With a swift plunging of his hips, he forced another three inches in. I screamed out in agony, a similarly pronounced yes coming soon after it.
"Harder, please. Please, harder!" I cried out, preparing myself. Without a bit of notice, Enishi threw himself in, buried nearly to the hilt. I felt my inner walls tearing, but I didn't care. Pain was pleasure, and I was near an orgasm. "Fuck me!" I hollered to the ceilings. "Harder!" Letting one hand off of my hips, he wrapped it around my torso, to my neglected cock. With a hard rubbing, he squeezed my penis, while forcing himself deeper in. He was the biggest I'd ever had, his large, deep strokes hitting places in my channel that were formerly virgin. With a deep shout, I realized he was all but an inch in, a sure impossibility. No man could have over ten inches. Then I felt what must've been blood drip on to my leg, but yelled again for Enishi to go harder, and faster; thoughts leaving my mind once again, excepting the ones about the pleasure swelling deep within. He met my pleadings, rocking in deeply, pulling out far, and driving back in hard; his hand on my cock adding to my supreme pleasure, and I qui
ckly felt the hot flash of my orgasm coming on.
Hollering my partner's name into the air, I let the stream of hot semen sprout free, and felt the final strokes as Enishi buried himself deep within me, letting his cum spill inside of my torn, bloodied passage.
"That was good." My partner said.
All I could do was nod.
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So... that's the fic. Review if you liked it, or tell me what was wrong if you didn't.
Aurore