Depravity

A/N: I have to start out by thanking everyone for their well wishes. I’m far along the road to recovery and ready to jump back in the saddle! Hehehe… as long as Shuichi is the one wearing that saddle... or maybe Eiri… YUMMY!!

WARNING: A LITTLE bit of blood in this chapter. Nothing extreme. Just a few drops, shouldn’t even upset the squeamish.

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Eiri couldn’t help but smile at what he saw behind Hiro’s and Suguru’s door. Obviously, the boys were in for a wild night. Leave it to the quiet ones to unexpectedly show their true colors!

Originally, Eiri thought it was a mistake bringing Suguru along to the resort. If Hiro truly wanted to try a little BDSM game play, he could have just as easily been matched up with a sub looking for a Dom. It wasn’t uncommon in the lifestyle for Doms and subs to be together only during scenes, while living completely separate lives at all other times. Scening wasn’t just about sex; sex had always been only a part of the lifestyle. Many of the people that frequented the Resort had left their husband or wife at home while they indulged.

He was glad to see it turned out so well for them. Maybe now Hiro would stop living through Shuichi.

Speaking of…Shuichi walked slightly behind Eiri as they entered and moved through their room. They had spent the afternoon scening, and both were anxious to get back to their play time. Eiri had a couple of possible surprises for his sub, but Shuichi would have to earn them before they would be revealed. Shuichi had already earned one of the surprises for successfully remaining silent for so long.

“Are you ready to play or do you need a little rest?” Eiri asked his sub.

Shuichi smiled demurely. “I’d like to use the bathroom first, Master. Then, I very much look forward to pleasing you.”

Eiri nodded, released his sub’s hand cuffs, and waited patiently as Shuichi excused himself. When his sub returned several minutes later, they were both ready to play.

“One more time Boy. What is your safety word?”

“Zebra.” Shuichi never changed his safety word, but Eiri always made sure that it was fresh in their minds prior to a scene.

“Good. Strip and then present yourself to me.” They were in the living room, and Eiri settled down onto one of the couches. Shuichi stripped slowly, making sure to put on a show for his Dom. He had learned early on that if he could arouse Eiri from the start, their scene would be that much more pleasurable for both of them.

Shuichi stood before him, hard, wearing a cock ring, collar and nothing else. Eiri was very pleased, and motioned for his sub to kneel before him.

“Start out by showing me what that mouth is good for. You already earned five points towards your reward this afternoon. Depending on how good you are now, you can earn another few points.”

Shuichi held his hands behind his back. He was instructed to use his mouth, and knew that if he slipped up and touched his Master with his hands, he’d be disciplined. Inching closer and closer to Eiri, Shuichi licked his lips as he eyed the growing bulge beneath the fabric.

The singer rubbed his face against his Master’s body, starting at his ankles. Eiri leaned back and let his sub pleasure him. Moving up and down Eiri’s legs, Shuichi rubbed his mouth on him, making little noises that almost sounded like a cat.

Slowly moving upwards, Shuichi reached Eiri’s knees. Pressing against them, he convinced his Master to open them for him. The singer knew Eiri loved having his inner thighs teased. It was almost as much an erogenous zone as his ear was.

Shuichi grazed over his thighs leisurely and then moved on to Eiri’s stomach. He mouthed at Eiri’s navel, pushing his shirt up with his nose. Once an expanse of his stomach was revealed, Shuichi swirled his tongue around his Dom’s navel, dipping inside to tease and tickle him more. Eiri couldn’t stop the soft moan that escaped his lips. Encouraged, Shuichi pushed his tongue inside harder, sucking and licking him in rhythm.

Eiri rolled his hips a bit, rubbing his cock on Shuichi’s neck. Shuichi smiled and wondered if he could make Eiri cum by just tongue fucking his belly button. What an accomplishment that would be! Deciding to give it a try, he pressed his tongue deep inside and twisted it, licking circles and x’s in the skin.

But Eiri wasn’t interested in cumming that way. He placed his hands on Shuichi’s head and pressed down, lining his sub’s mouth up with his cloth-cradled cock. Shuichi was forced to hold still as Eiri ground his hips against his mouth and chin. When Eiri finally released his hold, Shuichi wrapped his mouth around the shaft, sucking it through the clothes. Using his mouth the way all of Japan knew him for best, the sub hummed against the swollen hardness, sending deep vibrations through Eiri’s cock and washing it with his warm breath.

Looking up, Shuichi saw his Master’s eyes were closed and he was enjoying the attention. He gripped the metal key of Eiri’s zipper with his teeth and pulled it down slowly and carefully. Eiri was not wearing any boxers or underwear, so Shuichi was extra careful not to allow any catches or tugs. Once the zipper was completely down, he pulled on the button hole, releasing the last of the constraints around his lover’s organ.

Eiri’s cock was exposed enough for Shuichi to start licking the bare skin up and down, followed by dotting little kisses from base to tip. It was heavy and warm in his mouth, and Shuichi loved the sensation and the taste. He nuzzled against it, burying his head into Eiri’s groin and puffing hot air against the sweet skin.

Eiri reached down and pulled off his pants, followed by his shirt. After he settled back onto the couch, Shuichi continued. He pressed against Eiri’s sac and inhaled, loving the musky scent that Shuichi had come to memorize over the years. He was so utterly and completely in love with this man, that just inhaling his personal scent was enough to bring Shuichi exquisite pleasure. It sent shivers of bliss through him that made his cock throb.

The novelist watched his sub with heavy pleasure lidded eyes. He would put a stop to this in a few moments, but was in the mood to let it go on just a little longer. He watched as the head of his cock disappeared between those pink lips. Shuichi opened his mouth so his Dom could see his tongue swirl around and dip into the slit, wiping up a drop of pre-cum.

Pulling Shuichi up until he was seated in the novelist’s lap, Eiri pressed their lips together, tasting himself in that wet cavern. Shuichi also tasted of the strawberries he’d eaten for dessert. Eiri knew his sub had done this on purpose, and appreciated the effort. Breaking the kiss and standing up quickly, Shuichi was knocked to the ground with an “oompfh!” Inwardly, Eiri laughed at him, lying on the floor with his legs spread wide and a dejected look on his face.

Ignoring his sub, Eiri looked around the room slowly, deciding how to continue their game. His eyes rested on one of the bondage benches. “Boy, follow me on your hands and knees.”

Shuichi immediately crawled over and took up his position at Eiri’s side. They stood next to a rather formidable bench.

It was made of metal with leather padding and leather straps. It basically looked like the figure of a body on their knees with their arms spread wide, raised off the floor a couple of feet.

“Get on and lie still,” Eiri commanded him. Shuichi draped himself over the bench and waited as his Master tied the straps around his legs, thighs, midsection, arms and hands. Once he was completely restrained, Eiri slipped a blindfold over his head and a pink ball gag in his mouth. Shuichi hated being gagged. It made him feel claustrophobic; he would strain to breath, and always ended up biting down hard on whatever gagged him. When they were done, his jaw would ache. The only exception was the pony bit, which still gave him room to move his jaw and tongue around.

Eiri had brought many toys with them, but decided to look around the room and see if he could a particular new toy to their collection. He immediately reached for the pinwheel. Shuichi had mentioned he was interested in playing with one. The pinwheel Eiri picked out was quite special though. It was a double wheel and a tickler all in one.

Eiri looked at it closely, amazed that this sex toy was actually a medical tool called a Whartenberg Wheel used to test nerve responses in patients. He couldn’t help but snort and wonder who first thought to use something like this for sex play. Then, his eyes caught the glint off the humbler, and he knew without a doubt that the world was populated with people much more perverted than him and Shuichi any day.

The ticklers were purple and the twin wheels where stainless steel circles of sharp pins. He ran it down his own naked leg first, getting a feel for the weight and movement of the gears. It turned easily, both tickling him and pricking him painfully at the same time. Wanting to be sure he knew it’s full power, he ran it down his leg again, this time with slightly more pressure. The ticklers did their job the same as before, but the pricking sensation of the wheels was stronger, more painful.

One more time, Eiri ran the pinwheel down his leg. He choose the thickest part of his thigh for this final test, and placed more pressure against himself as the wheel rolled down him. At first, it was just slightly pleasurable and slightly painful. He nodded to himself in satisfaction, but the slight movement of his body turned out to be just enough to push the wheel one step further. Three needles sunk into his skin on the roll, just to be pulled out and replaced by two more. He hissed with pain and pulled the toy away from his skin quickly. He knew the needles were sharp, but wasn’t expecting them to cut him with such ease. This wheel had obviously been sharpened well beyond what any respectable doctor would ever allow.

“Shit!” Eiri growled as he made his way quickly through the living room and bedroom and
into the bathroom. He grabbed a towel to press into the pinpricks and began opening the cabinets one after another. The pricks themselves were very small and only let out a small trickle of blood each, but he didn’t want them reopening during the scene or any other inopportune time, or staining the rug. They were charged extra for blood cleanup in a room, and although it was a small charge, he’d rather not have to deal with it.

He found a styptic pen, peroxide, antibiotic ointment and a wrap-around bandage, and sat down to tend to himself. Once he had cleaned and stopped the bleeding, he wrapped his leg and gathered everything up in his arms. Adding a bag of cotton balls and a very large towel to the stash, he returned to the living room.

The supplies were his ‘just in case’ supplies. He needed to be prepared in the event the needles cut Shuichi the way they had cut him. It was not his intention to draw blood from his sub, but the possibility was high, so having a first aid kit at hand was the responsible thing to do.

Eiri spread the towel out under Shuichi’s bound body and then returned to the toy tables. He picked out a regular tickler and silicone anal beads, grabbed a tube of warming lube and returned to his sub.

While Shuichi hated being gagged, he hated being left alone more. It was torturous for Eiri to leave the room for such a long time. He’d heard his Master curse and then storm away and grew worried. The longer Eiri was gone, the more Shuichi panicked. He kept imagining Eiri hurt and unable to get help because he was tied to ‘this fucking bench.’ His heart began to pound so hard in his ears that he hadn’t even noticed when Eiri returned the first time, placing the towel underneath him.

By the time the novelist returned the second time, his sub was in mild distress. Eiri dropped the toys and made his way to Shuichi’s head quickly, pulling off the blindfold and releasing the ball gag.

“What’s wrong?” he snapped, but his eyes betrayed his actual concern. Shuichi took a moment to catch his breath. He was pale; sucking on the ball so hard while trying to breathe faster and faster had almost made him pass out.

“Are you okay?” Shuichi’s big beautiful eyes searched out his lover’s body and immediately found the bandaged leg.

Eiri ran his fingers through Shuichi’s hair. Leave it to his baka to work himself up over nothing. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about the bandage, I’ll tell you about it later. But, we do have a problem, don’t we? You need to have a way to call out your safety word if needed. That ball gag makes it impossible.”

The Dom stood up and walked over to another toy table. On it was a small metal red bell that had ‘Depravity Resort’ engraved in it. He held it up in front of Shuichi’s face and shook it. It had a clear ring, loud enough to be heard over any panting or moaning.

“Hold this in your right hand. Try to keep it as still as possible. IF you need to stop the scene, ring it continuously until I remove your blindfold and gag. Is this acceptable?”

Shuichi smiled. “Yes Master, very much so. Thank you.” Eiri placed the bell in Shuichi’s hand.

“Give it a try.” At the instruction, Shuichi shook the bell hard and fast for a few moments. “Ready to continue?”

“Thank you Master, yes please.” The ball gag was placed back in his mouth, followed by the blindfold effectively rendering him sightless. Eiri wasted no more time in preparation. He had everything he needed, and immediately began the scene.

Shuichi was tense when the plain tickler first touched his skin. Eiri ran it around his thighs and feet, and then up to his ass and back. He liked how his sub’s muscles rippled as the toy moved over him, tightening, twitching; it was damn sexy to make his sub squirm. He slid the tickler between Shuichi’s legs and brushed it back and forth quickly over his cock and balls. Shuichi was spread wide open, and at the stimulation he squeezed and released his anal muscles almost rhythmically.

Eiri laughed out loud. ‘Just leave it to Shuichi to actually wink at me like a mare.’ Giving his sub what he so clearly asked for, Eiri slid two fingers inside him and searched out that little spongy nub. He knew Shuichi’s body almost better than he knew his own, and found his prostate immediately. Shuichi bucked and pulled on the restraints as Eiri mercilessly rubbed him, loving how Shuichi yelled out against the gag.

The tickler was torturous for Shuichi. It made him buck against the restraints leaving him breathless, hard and dripping cum, trying desperately to work some friction against his cock. His hips were held in a position that just wouldn’t allow for any relief, and it was driving him insane.

The tickler began moving up and down the backs of Shuichi’s thighs. The blissful stroking of his most sensitive spot coupled with the annoying but erotic tickling of his legs continued playing havoc with the singer’s senses.

Moving so quickly that Shuichi barely registered the break in rhythm, Eiri dropped the tickler and picked up the double pinwheel tickler. Being exceptionally careful not to press hard, Eiri ran the wheels down Shuichi’s thighs and felt his sub convulse around his fingers. The singer felt the pain mixed with the tickling and probably didn’t have a clue what was going on.

Shuichi strained against the straps again, knowing that if he didn’t calm down he ran the risk of spraining a muscle or cutting himself on whatever Eiri was using on him. The new feelings of pain took him so much by surprise that he forgot about Eiri’s fingers thumping his prostate for a moment. His mind whirled with possibilities, and settled on some kind of pinwheel. Well, he had asked for it. But the receptive skin of his thighs felt every little prick doubly-so. It was agonizing, yet at the same time, it felt fantastic.

The sub didn’t know if he should cry, laugh or gasp in pleasure. His Master’s fingers were still buried in him, but the back of his legs had become a mine field of stings. When the pinwheel rolled over a point it had previously visited, the pain doubled upon itself.

Eiri switched back and forth between Shuichi’s legs, slowly moving the wheels higher and higher until they were level with his sub’s sac. He rolled it around Shuichi’s entrance, being extra careful not to prick the sensitive ring of muscle. When the pins rolled between his entrance and his sac, Shuichi gripped the bench with his arms and legs with such force, Eiri could hear the leather groan.

Smiling while standing over his sub’s body, Eiri moved the pinwheel back down over his thighs and calves, and finally to the bottom of his feet. Shuichi was extremely ticklish, and in a purely reflexive act, he bit down on the ball gag and jolted his foot, almost piercing himself with several of the needles. Eiri had anticipated this response and jerked the pinwheel away just in time.

Shuichi knew that he’d come close to being injured with that one involuntary movement. He prayed that Eiri wouldn’t use the toy on the bottom of his foot again. Within a matter of seconds, the tickling brushed against the bottom of the other foot, but this time, instead of pulling the toy away, Eiri responded to Shuichi’s reflex by pressing it into his foot hard. Shuichi let out a muffled scream, expecting to feel an explosion of pain. Instead, he felt nothing but pressure.

Eiri had switched the pinwheel tickler for the regular tickler, knowing that Shuichi’s mind wouldn’t register the switch fast enough to stop the adrenaline from pumping through him. Shuichi shook for a moment, and then let his entire body go limp.

This was an ideal moment. His sub had finally resigned himself to him completely. Shuichi was in a perfectly submissive mindset, ready to accept almost anything Eiri would subject him to.

The novelist was secretly proud that he could devise games that would bring his sub to this point. Sometimes he could do it with little more than a look or a few words, but whenever something new was introduced to their scening, it became more of a challenge to get Shuichi to submit completely.

It was almost time for Shuichi’s surprise. He knew his Boy would love what was coming. He couldn’t wait to see the look of shock on Shuichi’s face when it happened, but first there was one last toy to use on him.

Withdrawing his fingers from Shuichi’s body, Eiri picked up the anal beads. After spreading lube on them, he began sliding each bead into Shuichi’s body agonizingly slow. They were tapered, smaller at the end of the string and larger at the top. Shuichi moaned against the gag, shaking his hair out of his face as each bead ‘popped’ into place.

When the beads ran over his prostate, the sub cried out as jolts of white hot passion burst through him. He was so turned on, so completely at his Master’s mercy, that he knew that even without the blindfold he’d have trouble seeing right now.

Eiri began working the beads in and out quickly, not giving Shuichi time to adjust to their way of stroking him. Every time they were pulled out, Shuichi bucked and moaned loud, his entire body moving with the beads and Eiri’s hand. To the novelist, this was exquisite. He had his sub writhing, screaming, moaning and thrusting into the air, every motion and sound begging him for more.

Reaching forward, Eiri released the ball gag’s clasp. When Shuichi felt the straps fall down in front of his face, he bit down on the gag, refusing to let it go. This might be a test. He needed to keep the gag in place, unless his master expressly told him otherwise.

Eiri was very pleased to see the ball gag still in Shuichi’s mouth. Reaching forward once again, Eiri took a hold of one of the straps and tugged, telling his sub to let the gag drop. Shuichi did as he was told, and at the same moment, Eiri pulled the beads completely out with a flick of his wrist. The singer screamed at both the feeling of them being removed, and the emptiness left behind.

Dropping the beads, Eiri began unstrapping Shuichi from the bench. Once his sub was completely free, he instructed Shuichi to lay down on the floor on his back and spread his legs, helping him all the while due to his blindfold.

Eiri dropped between Shuichi’s legs and began stroking the swollen cock before him. Shuichi was so far gone at this point, he was beginning to fear his body rebelling against the pleasure, making him go limp. Eiri knew his sub was nearing his breaking point, and decided to have a little mercy.

“I have a surprise for you Boy. Take off your blindfold.” Shuichi did as he was told and searched his lover’s body. Other than the bandage, nothing seemed new or different. “Watch me closely.”

Eiri lifted Shuichi’s right leg over his shoulder and pushed his left leg out at a 90 degree angle. Laying his sub’s ass down on his kneeling legs, Eiri entered him in one fast thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Shuichi screamed again, but kept his eyes focused on the novelist.

Eiri looked down at the body draped over his legs; the body that was encased around him. Shuichi was magnificent. He was covered in sweat, red with exertion, and breathing hard and fast.

He began moving in and out of Shuichi’s sheath, snapping his hips hard and fast in only to slowly, slowly, slowly withdraw. Looking deep into his sub’s eyes, Eiri began to bend over, bringing his head down until his mouth hovered over the tip of Shuichi’s weeping cock.

Shuichi almost came right there, despite the cock ring. When Eiri reached out his tongue to swipe the cum from the end of his cock, Shuichi couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting upwards, sinking the head in his Dom’s mouth a bit.

Eiri continued fucking the singer while licking his cock. It was actually easy for him to do. Eiri had discovered early in his sexual development that he was limber enough to suck himself off. If he could do that, there was no reason he couldn’t modify the act slightly to include his lover. He’d been waiting for the right moment to try it out, and was very pleased with the results.

Apparently so was Shuichi, who was babbling incoherently, only occasional words crying out of him. “Please! Master! Need! OH GOD! PLEASE!”

He moved from licking to sucking, taking no more than the head of Shuichi’s cock into his mouth and running his tongue around it in circles. All the time his hips never stopped moving, thrusting up and forward into his Boy’s body.

Eiri knew it was time. Shuichi was pressed up against his limit, and needed to find release immediately. Eiri was at the same point. He reached down and unclasped the cock ring, and Shuichi immediately exploded in his mouth, hitting the back of his throat with the hot white liquid.

Swallowing every drop that Shuichi spilled, Eiri felt his own release approaching. A few more thrusts and it slammed through his body, spiraling down and out of him. Their bodies both continued to thrust and shake until they were completely spent.

When they finally caught their breaths, Eiri raised an eyebrow at his sated lover and said, “Hot tub?”

With a hug smile spreading across his face, Shuichi nodded yes and sat up to face his Dom. “Thank you, Master.”

They looked at each other for a few moments before leaning in to share a chaste but passionate kiss. They traced each others lips with their tongues before pulling away. Eiri stood and led his sub through their room to the large Jacuzzi in the bathroom. It had been cleaned and filled for them prior to their arrival, so they wasted no time showering quickly before sliding into the watery warmth.

Eiri pulled Shuichi to him until they were chest to chest. The two men shared a few more impassioned kisses, content to just hold and love each other for the moment.

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A similar scene was playing out in the room next door. Hiro sat back in their tub holding a bruised and sore Suguru in his arms. The jets massaged both of them, working out tight muscles and reenergizing them.

They had spent the past hour talking about scening and their mutual needs and expectations. Suguru was more than interested in pursuing a Dominant/submissive relationship with Hiro, and Hiro could barely believe his good fortune.

They agreed to give the lifestyle and everything that went with it a try, together. Hiro reached behind him to retrieve the small black box he’d brought with them. Opening it, he revealed a sterling silver necklace, set with several small blue sapphires. The links were small, and the sapphires shone brilliantly.

“I’d like this necklace to serve as your Collar of Consideration,” Hiro began. “I tried to find something that you could wear anywhere, something that signified the bond between us.”

Hiro went on to explain what being collared would mean to the two of them. It meant a commitment between them; a love and respect and desire to learn more about each other, while exploring the dynamics of their D/s relationship. It was a beginning, a promise to learn with each other and grow with each other.

Suguru was deeply touched, and after asking many questions, happily agreed to wear the collar. They stepped from the tub and dried off, before moving into the bedroom. Hiro dressed in leather pants and a blue silk shirt, while Suguru remained naked.

“You fully understand the meaning of this? Of me collaring you?” Hiro didn’t want to enter into this lightly.

Suguru knelt down on the ground before his lover and clearly said, “Yes Sensei, I fully understand what I am doing with you. I want this.” His smile lit up the room and Hiro felt his heart skip a beat.

Mizuki had actually discussed collaring with Suguru earlier that day, explaining the three types of collars in a BDSM relationship. First, there was the Collar of Consideration. This collar was for the beginning of a relationship, and was normally blue in color. It bonded a Dominant to their submissive, and vice versa. It signified that they were discovering the dynamics of their relationship and deciding if they were meant to be together, and wanted to eventually take the next steps. It was similar to a pre-engagement ring.

The second collar was the Training Collar. This collar signified a much stronger commitment between Dominant and submissive. During the Training Collar period, they would work out the deeper elements of their relationship. This was the stage that Eiri and Shuichi were currently in. Basically, it was an engagement ring.

The third and final collar was the Slave Collar or Formal Collar. This collar was a wedding ring, serving as an everlasting bond of trust and love and devotion between Master and slave. The Master took ownership of his or her slave, including responsibility for their wellbeing and care. It was an extremely serious oath, bonding them together forever, and was not to be taken lightly.

Removing the necklace from the box, Hiro held it out and slipped it on Suguru’s neck. Some couples held elaborate ceremonies, but they had agreed to keep it simple and private. They would consider a full ceremony when they were ready to progress to the next two collars.

The jewels sparkled around the keyboardist’s neck. Hiro reached down to him and pulled him up into his arms.

Whispering in his ear, Hiro said, “I want to make love to you.”

Suguru smiled again and took his lover’s hand. They walked to the bed together and sunk down into the blankets, wrapped in each other’s arms.

Later that night, Suguru slept in his new Master’s arms. Hiro looked down at him and fingered the jewels that hung at his neck. He was happy. He never imagined his life would come to this point, but he knew this was exactly what he wanted and where he needed to be.

Kissing the top of his submissive’s head, Hiro closed his eyes and let himself drift off to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be an exciting day, and the prospect of spending it with Suguru followed Hiro into his sleep, sweetening his dreams.

TBC…

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Thanks once again to my wonderful friends! HUGS to you all!!!

Spanking Bench (no people in photo)
http://www.lfshosting.co.uk/wipi/index.php/Image:Spankingbench.JPG#file
Ball Gag (no people in photo)
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Double Pinwheel (no people in photo)
http://www.pkwholesalers.com/pc-65822-7306-tickler-prickler-pinwheels.aspx
Silicone Anal Beads (no people in photo)
http://www.stockroom.com/c156plus.htm

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A real term for something female horses do. I’m not explaining it, Google it. How do I know what it means? I ride horses, okay? Of course, I’d rather ride pony boys and girls ANYDAY!!!

Wanna know more about collaring? Here is an EXCELLENT article!
http://seekers.org.uk/The%20Collar%20and%20Its%20Meaning.htm