Depravity

Shuichi woke up in the middle of the night in pain. His muscles had cramped up, waking him from a pleasant dream that had suddenly become a nightmare. While attempting to remove himself from Eiri’s embrace, he managed to wake the novelist.

Eiri assumed his sub just needed to use the bathroom and released his grip. When he heard Shuichi stand and groan, not a pleasant groan, but a painful groan, he knew he was mistaken.

“What’s wrong?” Eiri mumbled.

“Hurts. My back.” The singer sat on the edge of the bed and winced. He couldn’t straighten up.

Crawling over to his smaller lover, Eiri placed his hand on Shuichi’s back and began to knead the muscles. They were tense and knotted. For the second time that night, Eiri was glad he’d arranged their Saturday to be so pleasurable for them both. Shuichi was going to appreciate what was coming.

Shuichi stretched out on his stomach, practically purring under Eiri’s talented hands. The massage felt so good. Eiri always knew exactly where to work on him. Sometimes, when he would return from a tour and they’d spend hours relearning each other’s bodies, Eiri would treat him with a massage. It was one of the things that Shuichi clung to when they were apart from each other, using it to give him the drive to go on.

Eiri got up and went into the bathroom. He could hear Shuichi complain at the loss of contact, but ignored him. Going through the cabinets, he grabbed two painkillers and a glass of water.

Shuichi happily accepted the medicine and then snuggled down into the mattress again, hoping for more gently touches from his lover. He wasn’t disappointed. Eiri picked up the massage where he’d left off.

It didn’t take long for the singer’s muscles to relax, followed by his mind. He slipped into sleep and let out a little snore. Eiri crawled back under the covers and glanced at the clock: 3:28am. They still had several hours left to sleep, and he hoped his sub would feel better come the morning.

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Suguru woke up with a jolt. Something had just whacked him in the head rather unpleasantly. He could hear Hiro snickering as the heavy soft object connected with him once again. The keyboardist reached out and grabbed at it, snatching a pillow and tearing it away from Hiro’s grip.

“That’s not funny,” Suguru said sleepily, but inside he laughed at his lover’s antics. He wouldn’t mind waking up like that every morning, if it was Hiro doing the waking.

Hiro sat down next to Suguru and brushed some stray hairs out of his face. “Actually, I thought it was pretty funny! Time to wake up, baby.”

“Why do you call me baby all the time?”

Hiro was taken back by the question. He called Suguru baby since their first date, and it had become second nature. “Sorry, I didn’t know it bothered you.”

Suguru sat up and rubbed his eyes. “It doesn’t! I just wanted to know how you came up with it, that’s all.” He smiled sweetly and nuzzled into Hiro’s neck, kissing his skin.

“I don’t know. It just seemed to fit you. Maybe cause I love cuddling with you? I just like calling you baby.” Hiro sunk them both back down into the bed and ran his tongue around Suguru’s earlobe.

Suguru hugged him tight and answered, “Okay, works for me!”

Lifting his sub in his arms, Hiro walked them into the bathroom and set Suguru down on his feet. “I want you to bathe me.”

Smiling from ear to ear, Suguru was happy to know they were slipping back into scening so easily. This was all such a new experience for them both, and he’d expected there to be a bit more trepidation. Luckily, the games just seemed to come naturally to them both.

Suguru did as he was ordered, washing his Dom from head to toe; first with soap and washcloth, and then with tongue and lips. Hiro leaned back against the shower wall as Suguru sucked him down his throat.

It didn’t take long for Hiro to reach his climax, Suguru drinking every drop greedily. The guitarist immediately returned the favor, loving the look on Suguru’s face as he was pleasured.

Once they were dry and dressed, Hiro rang Eiri and Shuichi’s room. Eiri answered, and Hiro asked if they were planning on meeting up for breakfast. Declining the invitation, Eiri explained that he had something special planned for the next few hours, and offered to meet up with them later in the afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, Hiro couldn’t help but wonder what special plans Yuki had devised. Thinking maybe it was something he could incorporate in his own love life, he made a mental note to ask Yuki later that day.

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When Shuichi asked Eiri what their plans were for the day, the novelist flat out refused to answer him. Shuichi was told to simply follow his Dom’s lead. Doing as he was told, he put on a yukata and sandals, following Eiri into the Resort Gardens.

There were many locations on the property besides the main hotel and stables. There were areas set up for outdoor scening, tennis courts, swimming pools, dining areas, golf ranges, picnic areas, and many other places to have fun, scene or relax. Eiri led his sub to the second largest building in the resort.

They approached the building by walking down a small path that had a stream running on either side. The source of the stream was the building itself – two large walls of water ran down past each side of the front door, glistening and babbling calmly.

The doors themselves were tall and made of frosted glass. Written across them was the word ‘Indulgence.’ Shuichi realized where they were and felt his heart speed up a bit. During all the visits they made to the resort in the past, they never had time to make use of the Indulgence facilities, although Shuichi had made his desire to do so clear more than once.

The doors were opened for them and two beautiful geishas welcomed the men. The front desk attendant immediately addressed Eiri. “Good Morning, Yuki-sama. Welcome to Indulgence. We’re ready for you now, if you’d please follow Akina.”

Akina, a beautiful young woman, led them to another set of glass doors and into the heart of Indulgence. Shuichi had once again been ignored by the employees, which was completely appropriate. Had an employee addressed him directly, they would have been violating a major BDSM taboo. A collared sub is never to be spoken to unless express permission is given by the Dom.

As they walked, Eiri spoke to Akina. “I’d like to have breakfast delivered to us. Fresh fruits and tea.”

She bowed and answered, “Of course, Yuki-sama. I will take care of everything.” They arrived at their room and were led inside. Shuichi smiled.

The room was beautifully decorated with a cherry blossom theme. There was a Jacuzzi tub, two massage tables, and the tools needed for an uncounted number of specialty massage, body, mind and spirit treatments. The back wall opened up to a traditional Japanese bath garden, surrounded by lush flora.

“Shuichi, they’ll serve us breakfast first – we can eat outside if you’d like. But don’t overeat. It might make you uncomfortable during some of the treatments I ordered for us.”

Shuichi’s smile was radiant as he nodded yes to the suggestion. Not only had Eiri scheduled spa treatments for them both, but he’d ordered the couple’s package, allowing them to stay together while being serviced. Some of the couple’s treatments included involving your partner in the experience, giving each other massages and treatments.

Indulgence was actually a separate Resort within the Resort. Guests could choose to stay at the main house – Depravity, or they could stay within the spa itself. Indulgence truly lived up to its name, earning a reputation among both the BDSM crowds and the non-BDSM crowds.

Eiri walked out to the bath and hung his yukata on the wall. He walked into the water naked and sat back, waiting for Shuichi to join him. Shuichi ran out, stripped, and practically jumped into the water, snuggling up next to Eiri.

“You fell asleep pretty fast last night and we didn’t really get to talk about the day we had,” Eiri said. “Would you like to talk now?” The novelist didn’t like letting a night go by without more extensive aftercare, especially in light of the scenes they had played.

Shuichi knew what Eiri was doing and immediately agreed.

“How are you feeling this morning? Does your back still hurt?” Eiri brushed his hand down Shuichi’s arm. He cringed a little inside, knowing he was laying the fluff on thick. But, this was what his sub craved when they scened, and Eiri would never deny him. Plus, as every time before, it allowed him to be soft and gentle with an excuse, and secretly, Eiri loved it.

“I’m much better, thanks. The pain killers and your massage really helped.” Shuichi leaned into Eiri’s touches. “I hope the pain doesn’t come back, Master.”

“Drop the ‘Master’ for now. Pick it up again when we leave here. You can call me Eiri. And I think that after we’re done here, the chances that your pain will come back will be pretty slim. I’ve ordered a special deep tissue massage for you, and several other treatments that should help to heal your sore muscles.”

Shuichi embraced his lover in thanks, looking forward to seeing this part of the Resort live up to its name.

They talked about each scene in depth, discussing what each would have wanted to see happen differently, what they enjoyed the most, and if they would ever try such a scene again. While they spoke, their breakfast was brought in and set out for them. The back of the pool had a clearing that the fruit, a bowl of honey and tea was laid out on, and Akina returned to pour for them.

Shuichi picked up a bright red strawberry, dipped it in the honey and offered it to Eiri. The novelist let himself be fed, and then fed his lover a slice of juicy peach in thanks. They sipped their tea, fed each other the beautiful fruit and soaked in the sun-warmed water for a while longer as they talked. Eiri was finally ready to begin their treatments and suggested they exit the pool.

Inside the treatment room, two waist towels and slippers were set out for them. They covered themselves and Eiri rang for the attendant. Akina immediately re-entered the room.

“We’re ready – let’s get started,” Eiri stated.

Akina bowed and excused herself from the room. Two more women entered and introduced themselves as their treatment therapists for their first session. They would begin with a Blue Corn Vichy treatment; a newly imported therapy from the United States.

Eiri and Shuichi were led to their tables which were located side by side and close enough that they could hold hand if they wished. Body shyness was discouraged at Depravity and Indulgence, so they removed the towels and slippers and climbed onto the tables face down.

The first part of the treatment was made up of a blue corn, mineral salt crystals and essential oils mixture that was enthusiastically scrubbed into their bodies. The Vichy part of the treatment referred to the seven showerheads over each table that cleansed the rub off their skin. Only thirty minutes had past, and both men were feeling amazingly relaxed. Their conversation drifted off as their bodies drank up more and more of the wonderful pampering they were receiving.

The final part of the treatment was a hydrating massage, and by the time it was over, they were both practically puddles on the floor.

Secretly, Eiri LOVED to indulge in massages. When traveling to book signings, he always made sure he was booked in hotels that offered in-room massages, and booked one for every night he was away. Shuichi knew of his lover’s guilty pleasure, and had surprised him with 10 at-home massage sessions for Valentine’s Day last year. Eiri had one a week for ten straight weeks, but refused to let Shuichi know just how much he appreciated the extremely thoughtful gift. It didn’t matter; Shuichi knew Eiri loved the massages, even if he didn’t say it out loud.

Once the first treatment was over, the two men were led to the Jacuzzi to relax and soak while waiting for the next treatment to begin. Shuichi leaned back into Eiri’s arms, sitting between his legs as the water swirled around them. Content just to hum, Shuichi was relatively quiet during this time, pleasing Eiri to no end.

They were brought glasses of cold fruit juices and ice water to drink, and after half-an-hour, they dried off and called for the next treatment.

Once again, they stretched out on the two massage tables and relaxed. For this round, Eiri ordered the Relaxing Therapy Massage for Shuichi. It was a deep tissue massage designed to relive tension and improve his circulation, without bordering on the pain that some other types of massages could cause. Shuichi’s therapist this time was a young man who handled the singer with utter perfection. For the full hour, all Shuichi could do was sigh and moan as he drifted in and out of consciousness.

Eiri’s massage was a bit different. He opted for the Soothing Stones Massage. Special river rocks were heated until warm, and then placed on his skin sending heat deep into his muscles. Swedish massage techniques were combined with the stone placements, creating a de-stressing effect that was overwhelmingly relaxing to the novelist.

When the hour was up, they were led outside to the garden once again, this time to lay out in the warm shade and sleep. Akina gently woke them when it was time for lunch, serving them delicious fare from the spa restaurant. The dishes were light and refreshing, and both men felt ready to take on whatever was thrown at them. They were energized, and very much looking forward to the third and final treatment of the day.

Putting their yukatas back on, Eiri and Shuichi settled into the treatment chairs that had been brought in to replace the massage tables. The chairs reclined backwards, allowing them to lie in comfort.

The final treatments were facials. Indulgence had a menu of facials that read similar to a restaurant menu. He’d struggled when picking which facial would be right for each of them, so a therapist had helped him make his choices.

For Shuichi, he choose the Crystal Facial, and for himself, he picked the Delicate Balance Facial.

The Crystal Facial started out with a microderm cream exfoliation cleansing, followed by a crystalline gemstone mask. It was actually deep seated in Chakra balancing, the crystals being placed in a manner that reenergized Chakra lines and flows. A hydrating mask closed out the treatment.

The Delicate Balance Facial was designed for someone with sensitive skin. The ingredients were mild and nourishing, and Eiri was assured they wouldn’t react negatively with his face. Eiri would never admit it to anyone, but his skin was ultra sensitive. Shaving his facial hair, using a strong facial product, even eating certain foods could cause him to revert to his high school years. The last thing he wanted was to have to deal with blemishes.

The facials were over within the hour, and Eiri revealed to Shuichi that there was one more special treatment left. This one was for Shuichi alone. Excited, the singer smiled and bounced, begging to be told what was coming.

Instead of answer, Eiri made Shuichi sit and wait for the final therapist to arrive. A young woman entered the room with a ceramic pot and a bag of supplies.

“Yuki-sama, may I have permission to speak with your sub?” She bowed low as she spoke and waited for the answer.

Eiri agreed and sat in the chair next to his lover, waiting to see how Shuichi would react to what was coming.

“Shindo-san, I understand that your skin is very sensitive to the aftereffects of shaving. Your Master has requested that I handle your hair removal.”

Before she could say anything further, Shuichi jumped up and made to run from the room. Eiri called out, “Wait! Hear her out on this. If you want to compete tomorrow, you must be hairless.”

Shuichi glared at Eiri, but stopped leaving the room. He crossed his arms and waited for the therapist to continue speaking.

“Shindo-san, I understand your trepidation with this, but I assure you, you will not have any problems. The massages, baths and rubs used on your skin have opened all your pores, and instead of shaving you, we will wax you. I promise you’ll have none of the nasty side effects of shaving. May I begin?”

Shuichi looked at Eiri. His lover looked so smug and relaxed. Of course he was relaxed. It wasn’t HIS hair that was about to be ripped out of his body. The singer didn’t want this, but he knew Eiri was right. He had to go through it if he wanted to compete.

Nodding yes tentatively, Shuichi returned to the chair. His yukata was removed and a towel thrown across his lap. The therapist called for Eiri to join her. Shuichi was shocked at this development. He figured his Master would just sit back and enjoy watching his pain, not join in causing it.

The wax in the ceramic pot was already hot and ready for use. She had plugged it in to keep it at the right temperature, and began explaining to Eiri how to apply it to the skin.

Eiri began by taking Shuichi’s left leg in his hands. At the therapist’s instruction, he rubbed the skin and then applied the wax, followed by the linen strip. After waiting a few moments, he ripped the cloth from Shuichi’s leg, revealing a beautifully hairless patch of skin beneath.

Shuichi gripped the arms of the chair and shook slightly when the strip was removed. It stung like hell, and he couldn’t understand how anyone would do this voluntarily. Before he could raise a protest, Eiri was already applying the second bit of wax and rubbing the linen onto it briskly.

Eiri continued waxing Shuichi’s legs until both were completely hairless. To get the back of his legs, he had Shuichi hook his foot in a leather strap that was hung from a clip in the ceiling. Even the luxury of Indulgence had little touches that reminded them they were at a BDSM resort. Out of modesty, the therapist stood behind Shuichi, blocking her view.

Under the therapist’s supervision, Eiri moved on to Shuichi’s arms, removing the light almost invisible fuzz that covered them. The final place that needed to be tended to was Shuichi’s groin.

Instead of using the wax or a razor, Eiri was handed an electric shaver; like the kind a man would use on his face. He was instructed to first manually trim the hair down as much as possible using scissors, and then to remove the remaining stubble with the shaver. The therapist left the room to let the novelist handle this most delicate area in private.

Shuichi shook and covered his eyes, afraid to watch as Eiri handled the small scissors. With utmost care, Eiri trimmed all the hair down, never once nicking Shuichi’s skin. The singer let out a sigh of relief once the trimming part was over.

Eiri turned on the shaver and pressed it into his lover’s skin. Shuichi’s eyes widened as the vibrations became increasingly pleasurable. Unable to fight the flow of blood now making its way to his cock, Shuichi silently sent up a prayer of thanks that the therapist had left the room.

Eiri smiled as he watched his Boy’s cock thicken and harden. He couldn’t help but respond in kind, anxiously wanting to be finished. He picked up a bottle of after-shaving massage oil and worked it into Shuichi’s skin. Starting with his legs, Eiri ran his slippery hands up and down, caressing the muscles and working the oil in. Shuichi was now fully aroused, and this seemingly natural massage took on a whole new meaning.

Eiri moved on to Shuichi’s arms, rubbing the spicy-smelling oil over every inch, leaving behind a light glow. He couldn’t help but smirk at the towel thrown across Shuichi’s lap. It did nothing to mask his sub’s reaction.

Finally, he moved down and removed the towel, dripping a small stream of oil above Shuichi’s trembling erection. Eiri rubbed it into Shuichi’s skin, avoiding his cock but letting his fingers spread it over his sac and down into his cleft. Shuichi moaned loudly, spreading his legs and trying to get Eiri to give him some relief.

He felt one oiled finger slip inside him, followed soon after by a second and a third. Shuichi babbled incoherently, his hands gripping the arms of the chair as if it were his own cock. He knew that even thought they weren’t technically in scene, Eiri wouldn’t want him to touch himself unless first given permission.

Eiri pulled Shuichi out of his chair roughly, turning his body away and forcing him to bend over and grip the chair’s arms. Once Shuichi was in position, his head down and his ass high, Eiri opened his yukata and oiled his cock. They both knew this would be rough and fast, and neither cared.

Looking down at Shuichi’s body, Eiri took some time to trace the whip marks that hadn’t yet faded away. There were a few lines on his skin that were still raised, although the redness had dulled away to nothing. He couldn’t help but laugh, wondering what the therapists thought when they saw the marked skin. Chances were they saw that on a regular basis and wouldn’t be affected by it.

Finished with his inspection, Eiri plunged into Shuichi, loving the way his Boy’s body would tense and arch when first penetrated. He was in much more control than Shuichi, and immediately set a fast hard pace, pounding the breath out of his lover’s body.

Eiri pushed at Shuichi’s legs with his feet, forcing the singer to close his legs together. It was inevitable. After being fucked so many times in a row, Shuichi wasn’t as tight as normal. It didn’t matter though; all Eiri had to do was close his Boy’s legs, and his ass would grip him tighter. Eiri began gasping quietly, rolling and snapping his hips against Shuichi.

Shuichi felt Eiri’s hands caress up and down his arms and legs, touching his smooth hairless body. He wiggled his ass against Eiri’s hips and began to moan. He knew his voice could drive Eiri insane when laced with such passion and arousal. It worked, and the novelist pounded him harder and faster than either thought possible.

“Uh, Eiri, almost there!”

Eiri reached underneath Shuichi and began to pump his cock, concentrating on the head and slit. He felt himself getting close; the tight spiraling pressure in the bottom of his stomach starting to unravel. “Shuichi! Cum now!”

The singer’s entire body tensed before streams of white hot liquid poured into Eiri’s hand. It pushed the Dom over the edge, and he held his hips still as he came, feeling small trickles of it come out and drip down their legs.

Shuichi’s body stopped shaking after a few moments, and he began to speak. “How…how do you do that?”

“Hmm? How do I do what?” Eiri withdrew from Shuichi’s body and walked around to face him. He placed two fingers dripping with cum against his Boy’s lips and pressed them inside. As Shuichi licked and sucked the white stuff from his Master’s hand, he elaborated on his question.

“I wasn’t even ready yet, but all you had to do was tell me to cum, and I did. How do you do that? You always do that.”

Eiri laughed a bit before answering. “I’ve conditioned you. I started pretty much when we first got together. You always came too fast, so I began training you to cum on command.”

Shuichi finished licking the cum off Eiri and stood up. His eyes were a wide with surprise. “How the hell do you train someone to cum on command?”

“It’s actually easy, just time consuming. Every time you had an orgasm, I would say, ‘cum now.’ Eventually, your body and mind knew to wait for the command before cumming, even though you never consciously realized what was going on. I could have conditioned you with absolutely any word or phrase I choose.

“It doesn’t work every single time. Sometimes the needs of your body override the compulsion to wait for the key phrase, and you cum on your own. But it works almost all the time.”

Eiri handed Shuichi a wet towel so the Boy could clean away the cum dripping down his legs.

“I can’t believe that you’ve been training me to cum on command all this time, and it works!” Shuichi finished cleaning himself off and slipped back on his yukata.

The conditioning wasn’t complete, but Eiri wouldn’t let Shuichi know that. There was one more level he wanted to achieve with the singer, and he estimated it would take another four or so months. When that happened, Eiri would be able to whisper “cum now” in Shuichi’s ear and his Boy would instantly orgasm. It wouldn’t matter where they were, who they were with or what they were doing. The words would be uttered, and Shuichi would instantly cum.

Eiri knew as well as any Master that BDSM was all about control. Power. Shuichi held the majority of the power in their relationship, setting their boundaries and being able to put an end to any scene with a single word. But, once Eiri had fully conditioned Shuichi’s orgasm response, the power would shift. To have the ability to control another person’s sexual response, even in a completely non-sexual situation, was the ultimate power. Eiri looked forward to the day when it finally set in, and he could bring Shuichi to orgasm with nothing more than his voice, no matter where they were.

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Akina snuck back into the treatment room after Yuki-sama and his sub had left. Making sure no one saw her, she brushed what was obviously Shindo-san’s clipped pubic hair into a small baggie. Hugging it to her chest, she sighed loudly. She couldn’t help herself, and her thoughts took voice. “OH Shindo-san! I love you SOOO much!!”

She slipped the bag in her pocket and left the room unseen.


TBC…..

A/N:

WELCOME to all the newbies that met my challenge in the last chapter! I’m so glad you made yourself known! XD See, I promised we wouldn’t bite! And thank you and everyone for your reviews!! As of this moment, I am almost 50 hits away from 9000 hits. Damn! I never would have guessed!!! I LOVE you guys!! And I’m so glad you liked the last chapter! I was worried that it might be a bit extreme. WHEW!!

Check out this GORGEOUS piece of NOT WORKSAFE art that Ari did. TRULY magnificent!! What amazing talent, I totally wish I could draw! (I’m so jealous!)
http://ffpanda.livejournal.com/5495.html#cutid1

The spa experience I drew from my own – There is a resort in Sedona, Arizona called Enchantment Resort. The Resort has a Spa Resort called Mii Amo, which offers ALL the treatments I talked about. I lived in Sedona for years, and am not a big fan of the city, but even jaded old me can’t help but admit that Enchantment and Mii Amo are two of the most amazing destinations in the entire world!!
www.enchantmentresort.com
www.miiamo.com

Conditioning: It’s real folks! Anyone can do it. If you’re in a long term relationship with someone, here’s how it works. When your partner orgasms, say a key word or phrase. Then, after doing this for a while, anticipate their orgasm and say the word(s) a little earlier. Keep doing this, and eventually, they’ll cum on command. Keep the conditioning training up longer, and you will be able to bring your partner to orgasm ANYWHERE! In the supermarket, at a restaurant, in church (ok, that was nasty, sorry!), ANYWHERE!

Hey, that last part? That goes out to a special friend. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!

Ashley V, please hurry back from your trip! I MISS YOU! XD

NEXT CHAPTER: More scening, and there is a formal D/s dinner coming up (not sure if it will be chapter 23 or 24 though.) And that pony dressage contest? It’s coming closer and closer!!

See you in a few days!

~ffpanda