Depravity 1.0

Title: Shu!Dom Remix
NOTE: This chapter is a direct continuation of Chapter 32 from the main story. It can be read as a stand-alone chapter.
Warnings: S/M scene
Pairings: Eiri/Shuichi/Rei

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Shuichi was still reeling from the amazing prize he’d finally earned, but Eiri asked him to put it away and go back to the living room to start the next scene. He would have all the time in the world to hold and cherish his reward later.

Before leaving the bedroom, Shuichi decided to dress the part. His ripped jeans and leather half-vest weren’t exactly the look he wanted if he was to Dom this slave. Eiri agreed, and helped him pick out his clothes for the event. He took the clothing into the bathroom, washed his hands before he dressed, and returned to be inspected by the novelist.

In black from head to toe, his clothes consisted of skin tight latex pants with thigh-high leather stiletto boots over them, leather gauntlets, a latex zip-front tank top, and his collar. The boots added to his height, making him appear more intimidating, but still much shorter than his Master.

“You look good!” Eiri grabbed Shuichi by his collar and tugged him into his arms for a kiss. It was a little strange finding the singer’s lips higher up than normal. With his fingers still under the collar, and Eiri thought that he’d need to replace their old standby soon. It was no longer as shiny as it used to be, and the edges were a bit worn out.

“I’m ready if you are?” Shuichi asked, placing one more kiss on Eiri’s lips. The thought of what was to come was nerve-wracking for the singer, but he’d do anything to make his lover happy. And he had to admit that deep down inside, he was actually a bit excited about what he was going to do.

Rei-kun was sitting on the couch waiting for the guests to return. He was resting with his eyes closed when they first entered the room. Upon hearing them, he instantly dropped to his knees to greet the two Resort guests.

“Rei-kun, I introduced you to my sub, Shuichi, earlier. He is to be your Master, and I want you to obey his every order, and call him Sir. Is that clear?”

The Resort Slave answered, “Yes, Yuki-dono, yes Sir,” and lowered his head. Being brought into a guest’s room to submit to another submissive wasn’t new to Rei-kun. In fact, it was something he found enjoyable. Most submissives tended to eventually go to extremes when given the reigns, and Rei-kun was a slave that preferred playing against the edge.

Eiri was looking forward to this afternoon’s games. His Boy had talent as a Dom, proving that beyond a doubt the one time they’d switched places. If that day was any indication of things to come, the next hour had the potential to be very interesting. Eiri was so excited at the prospect of playing voyeur that he could already feel that familiar tickle behind his stomach start to grow and spread.

“Boy, before this scene is over, here is what I expect from you. Dominate Rei-kun using what you saw me teach Nakano. The only boundaries you have are your slave’s boundaries, which you are already aware of.” Rei-kun was a truly talented submissive, having very few boundaries limiting him. Shuichi’s eyes grew wide, realizing that he nearly had carte blanc to do as he pleased, as long as he included some fear play, pleasure play, and whipping.

Eiri turned his chair to face the staging area and motioned for Shuichi to begin.

The singer smiled wickedly. His only regret was that he didn’t have more time to plan out their scene, but he figured he could improvise well enough. Rei-kun still knelt on the floor in front of the couch. Shuichi walked over to him and held out his hand, helping his slave to his feet. Once they stood face to face, the singer placed his hands on Rei-kun’s shoulders and pushed, knocking him backwards onto the couch.

Startled, Rei-kun didn’t have any time to react before Shuichi pounced on him, kneeling painfully on his legs and grabbing a wrist in each hand to restrain against the back of the couch. Besides being impressed, the slave had to admit he was a little intimidated by the singer. Some submissives spent a lot of time giggling and being gentle before they worked themselves into the role of Dom. Others had a strong dominant streak running through them which was always boiling just under the surface, waiting for an opportunity to burst free. The singer was of the second kind.

Shuichi leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Rei-kun’s. The slave’s eyes were focused down in deference, submitting to the neo-Dom’s will.

Inside, Shuichi was struggling. He knew he had the slave in the perfect position to taunt him, but couldn’t come up with anything to say. ‘What would Eiri do in this situation?’ Allowing one knee to slide down into Rei-kun’s open lap, Shuichi slid forward and ground his leather and latex clad leg hard into the sub’s groin.

Rei-kun groaned at the pressure, feeling himself start to get hard from the leg rubbing against him. He smiled, enjoying the sensations. “I think you’re already enjoying this a little too much,” Shuichi growled.

He released Rei-kun’s hands and threaded his finger’s through the slave’s black hair. Quickly moving backwards off the couch, he didn’t let go, but instead he pulled the sub forward by his hair and pushed him down to the ground.

It took every bit of control he could muster to stop himself from jumping up and down like a little child on his birthday. Shuichi was determined to make the most of this situation, presenting a hard exterior. There was a good chance he’d never have another opportunity to play like this again, or if he did, it would be a long time coming. He wanted to show his Dom that he was capable of being more than just a cute little uke.

Once he had Rei-kun’s face pressed against the carpet, he was satisfied and released his grip. “I think I want you to service me a bit before I reward you by whipping you. Kiss my boots, suke.”

Up until now, Eiri had been sitting in his chair quietly enjoying his Boy’s little game of cat and mouse. Upon hearing him order the slave to kiss his boots, he couldn’t stifle a gasp mixed with surprise and excitement. He never imagined Shuichi had this in him, and they’d only just started! Eiri leaned forward in the chair in anticipation of what was to come next, trying to ignore his throbbing erection. The last thing he wanted to do was end this too fast, so he fought down the urge to stroke himself.

At the same time, he had to give Shuichi credit for the pet name he’d come up with for Rei-kun. Suke, or girlfriend, was very fitting for this situation, and just a tad bit humorous.

Rei-kun placed a small kiss on the pointed tip of Shuichi’s right foot. He continued, kissing up to Shuichi’s ankle and then down the sides, wrapping his tongue around the stiletto spike. He gave the same service to the other foot, kissing and licking the shiny black patent leather.

Shuichi watched that pink tongue dart out and dance around his foot, his heart pounding with excitement. Rei-kun had a small mouth, and the singer couldn’t help but wonder if he could handle sucking Eiri’s large cock.

“Look up at me.” Rei-kun did as he was told, and Shuichi lifted his foot and placed it on the slave’s forehead, pushing him backwards until the sub fell hard on his ass.

“Don’t move, suke.” Shuichi walked with determined strides to a table covered in bondage devices. Patiently searching for the right toy, he soon returned with a spreader bar in hand, locking Rei-kun’s wrists into each cuff.

The slave now sat on the floor with his arms spread and stretched out in front of him, looking up demurely at the singer for guidance. Shuichi grabbed the metal bar, pulling Rei-kun to his feet, and led him to the staging area. Wearing such high heeled boots gave him an advantage over the slave, who was close to the singer’s natural height.

Instead of chaining him to the St. Andrew’s cross, he pulled down a set of chains running from the ceiling and hooked the slave into them by the wrists. The tension was tightened until his hands were pulled taught above his head.

Shuichi then grabbed a set of ankle shackles from another nearby table. When he knelt down to put Rei-kun in them, he started by running his hands up and down the slave’s smooth legs. This was another first for the singer. While he’d been close to Hiro in the past, sharing a few sexual experiences with him, almost all his erotic adventures had taken place with Eiri. The few girls he’d made out with and felt up in high school barely counted, as he couldn’t look back on those events as pleasurable memories.

Having a valid reason to touch and excite another man was potent stuff, going right to his head and intoxicating him. The fact that he was doing this for Eiri’s pleasure augmented his high a hundred fold.

He let his fingers linger at the juncture of the sub’s thigh and torso, stroking the crevice. It seemed to be a sensitive spot for Rei-kun, drawing out shivers and sighs and making him visibly harder under his thong.

“Mmm, I can see this is a place I’ll have to pay special attention to.” The slave’s skin rippled under the tickling touches without his control. Shuichi was right, he’d found one of Rei-kun’s most sensitive areas, and his ghosting fingers were making him shake. It was blissfully torturous.

Leaning in, the singer licked that tiny strip of skin. Eiri hissed out a breath of air as he watched the slave throw his head back and arch into the touch. He swallowed hard when he saw Rei-kun’s expression change from one of pleasure to one of pain. Shuichi had bit into the soft skin, leaving behind teeth-marks.

It proved one of the novelist’s theories. Shuichi wasn’t just a biter when threatened as a pony. He’d bit Eiri hard enough to leave a lasting bruise on his hip a few weeks ago. Now he’d marked this slave in the same manner. This information could come into play at a later date, and the expert Dom already had a few ideas on how to make use of it.

The shackles were attached while Shuichi peppered Rei-kun’s legs with nips and licks, enjoying watching the slave shiver. He cuffed the right ankle first, then the left, tugging on the chain joining them a little. He then picked up a flogging whip which had a thick suede-wrapped handle.

Hiro had used the flogger’s long tails of leather to tease Rei-kun, but the singer wanted to do things a little different on his turn. Pain play was something they rarely explored. Shuichi imagined it would probably be difficult for his lover to purposely cause him extreme pain, and he didn’t know if it was something he’d ever be willing to submit to. Causing pain, now that was a different story. The singer couldn’t deny his curiosity.

Turning the flogger in his hand, he pressed the handle against his slave’s cheek and slid the bulbous end over his lips. Rei-kun opened his mouth and accepted it, letting it slide behind his teeth and across his tongue.

Shuichi didn’t linger there, instead deciding to drag the flogger’s handle back out of the sub’s mouth, down his neck and around to his back. Standing behind Rei-kun, the singer moved the flogger down to his ass, sliding it between his cheeks and across his entrance.

“Tell me suke, are you already stretched or is this going to hurt?”

Panting, the slave answered, “I’m stretched, Sir.” The handle continued to stroke over his muscles, causing them to involuntarily flex.

The singer frowned slightly. “That’s too bad.” He pushed, sliding the knobbed head inside until he had sunk it half-way in. The shackles kept Rei-kun from spreading his legs causing the penetration to be slightly painful, despite the fact that he was previously prepared.

“AHH, Sir! Please!” Rei-kun pulled on the spreader bar, trying to push down on the flogger. He wanted more, and began begging for it.

Shuichi pressed his body tight against the slave’s side and reached around to work one of his nipples. Eiri watched in a daze as Shuichi pinched and pulled the hardened nub with one hand, while using the other hand to fuck Rei-kun on the flogger’s handle.

The suede handle began to irritate the sub’s passage. His face twisted as the pain quickly built and he cried out, “Sir, please stop! It hurts!” Shuichi ignored the request. The singer had no intentions of stopping for any reason other than hearing the safety word, Angel, cried out. He was working on the assumption that Rei-kun was trying to throw him off, the way he sometimes played with Eiri; begging for mercy without really meaning it.

Rei-kun’s fists balled up and he tried to relax his body to avoid more pain. The suede rubbing against him was not only painful, but it was hot and getting worse and worse with the friction. “Sir! Please stop! Unngh, it HURTS!”

Ignoring his cries, Shuichi continued. He pinched the nipple between his fingers hard, tugging on it and twisting the skin.

Eiri was a little taken back by the scene playing out in front of him. He knew that his sub did not have a strong masochistic streak, but that didn’t rule out a possible sadistic side to him.

“Shuichi, you’re hurting him.” Eiri had not planned to interrupt, but on the off chance Shuichi was so wrapped up in the scene that he didn’t hear Rei-kun’s pleading, he decided to speak.

The singer stilled, looked pointedly in Eiri’s eyes, and said, “I know.” Tempering the hard edge to his voice, Shuichi smiled, his eyes lighting up with mischief.

Standing behind Rei-kun made it impossible for Shuichi to see the look on the slave’s face when he answered Eiri. The novelist on the other hand, clearly saw the slave’s reaction. Rei-kun smiled, obviously enjoying the pain. He truly was a talented submissive, trained to cry and beg for mercy just enough to excite his Master, without actually needing to call his safety word.

It was possible that Shuichi honed in on this, knowing that he wasn’t causing serious pain. It was also possible that the singer’s sadistic streak was much bigger than Eiri ever imagined. He’d have to ask him later.

“Hmm,” Shuichi mused. “I have another idea, but before that…” The singer slid the handle deep into Rei-kun’s body. “Hold that in and don’t let it fall!”

The slave huffed and straightened his body, tensing his muscles to hold the flogger in. Doing so actually created a problem for Rei-kun once he realized what was to come next.

Shuichi stood behind his slave and pulled back his arm. This was something he knew he enjoyed doing, getting to try it out on Eiri not too long ago. When his hand connected with Rei-kun’s left butt cheek, a resounding SMACK echoed through the room.

Rei-kun yelled and tried to hold his body perfectly still. Tensing his muscles created a much more painful sensation when his Dom spanked him than if he had been relaxed.

Watching a red mark in the shape of his hand form on Rei-kun’s ass, Shuichi inwardly counted to ten before placing a matching spot on the opposite cheek. He realized he was spanking the slave with much more force than he’d used on Eiri, but Rei-kun wasn’t a virgin to being spanked. Shuichi wasn’t aware that anyone else had ever put Eiri over their knee and spanked him before, therefore he tried to be a little reserved in his hits.

The result was that after only two hits, his palm stung. He shook it out, trying to relive some of the pain.

Eiri watched this with amusement. Administering a spanking was something he was very familiar with, having done so to Shuichi on many occasions. He’d spanked his sub while fucking him from behind, while draping him over his knees, while tied over a spanking bench, while being restrained with chains; the memories came quickly to the novelist, and he couldn’t stop himself from finally giving a little friction against his cock. He squeezed himself through his pants and licked his lips, anxious to see what his sub would do next.

Shuichi caught what Eiri did out of the corner of his eye and his heart pounded out a staccato beat inside his chest. He thought that he must be doing something right, because his Master was getting off watching him Dom this slave. Feeling very aroused from all of this, he moved closer and pressed against Rei-kun’s side again, pushing his erection into the slave.

Rei-kun groaned. It was one thing to have a guy grind against you. It was another to have one of your idols do it. He knew that he’d carry this memory with him through his entire life, relishing it whenever he was alone. His regret was their confidentiality clause, forbidding him to discuss the details with anyone other than Mistress Tenshi. What he wouldn’t give to be able to brag to his friends and fellow slaves about this afternoon.

Shuichi tried a little multi-tasking. He returned to pinching Rei-kun’s nipples with one hand, and with the other, he slapped the slave ass again. It was an awkward position, but after trying it a few times, he finally got it right.

Rei-kun’s body involuntarily arched forward with the spanking, still gripping the flogger inside his passage. The strains of keeping his body so tense were starting to wear on him, but this was the point he liked to reach. He knew he would now hang on his Dom’s every word and movement, drinking up the attention and letting it energize him.

The singer spanked him a few more times before moving away and tugging on the flogger. He pulled it from Rei-kun’s body and threw it to the side, preferring to use a fresh toy for the next part of their scene.

Picking up another flogger, Shuichi teased, “I considered blindfolding you, but I want you to remember every detail of what happens here today. Then I considered gagging you. Do you know why I changed my mind?”

“No Sir, I don’t know why,” was the answer he gave when he regained control of his mouth for a moment. Being touched and handled by Shuichi in this manner had made mud of his saliva, and he found it difficult to form words.

He stroked Rei-kun’s hard cock over the material of his thong. Pulling the elastic piece down, he hooked it under the slave’s swollen sac, causing his cock to point straight up. He moaned loudly as the singer tickled his shaft a little.

Shuichi swung the flogger back and forth, and brought it down hard on his latex pants. The material acted as a buffer from the lashes, but there was still pain in the hit. He knew this could be a very effective and sadistic toy, and was excited at the chance to use it on someone.

Leaning in close, Shuichi whispered loud enough for both Rei-kun and Eiri to hear, “I think you do know why. How about I give you a little hint?”

Without giving the slave a moment to prepare, the singer let the flogger fly, hitting Rei-kun across his chest with as much force and strength as he could muster. The sub was well trained, and held his body still as the whipping strips of leather lashed him, causing an explosion of pain in his skin. He screamed.

Eiri jumped a bit, not expecting that kind of play from Shuichi, or at first, that reaction from Rei-kun. Years of being a Dominant had made him wary of a submissive that was playing games, which was exactly what this slave was doing. It wasn’t a bad thing, per say. An accomplished well-trained slave would do something like this when he or she knew their Dom was inexperienced. Rei-kun was embellishing his reactions to fit the desires of his Master.

There was no way that Shuichi had enough strength to swing the flogger with the power needed to cause extreme pain; at least, not extreme in the eyes of this slave. The red lash marks across his chest were already starting to fade away, and even if he continually hit Rei-kun, his arm would wear out before any real damage was done. But Rei-kun’s scream had done the trick.

Shuichi was amazed, and couldn’t help but wonder if he should tone everything down a bit. He wasn’t trying to really hurt his sub, just cause him a little pain. Deciding to gauge Rei-kun’s acceptance of this situation through his voice, he asked, “Now do you know why I didn’t want to gag you, suke?”

“Yes, Sir, you want to hear me scream.” Rei-kun smiled as he said this, and Shuichi took that as a sign to go on in the same manner. The singer had one more person’s reaction to gauge, and he turned to face the novelist.

Eiri sat back in his chair, his hand down inside his opened pants and his eyes slightly glazed over. Knowing his small lover was looking for reassurance, he said, “Don’t stop. Just watch those strips around his face and cock.”

Shuichi smiled from ear to ear, his eyes lighting up and beaming with pride. Turning back to Rei-kun, he let the flogger fly again, striking the slave in the same place as before. Once again, Rei-kun screamed and shook, but showed his obvious pleasure at the same time.

“Thank you, Sir. Please, more!” He panted, smiling and grimacing back and forth depending on how he moved his body.

“You really do like this, don’t you?” Reaching out, the singer wrapped his hand around Rei-kun’s cock. It wasn’t nearly as large as Eiri, but it was nice. He ran his thumb around the head and watched the slave shiver and moan in response to the question. Suddenly wondering if he was being a little to forward, he let go and swung the flogger again. A blush worked itself over his face and his heart pounded.

Shuichi could count the number of cocks he’d held on one hand. Hiro, Eiri, Suguru (sort of), and now Rei-kun. Laughing to himself, he added one more; his own. He hadn’t quite decided how he was going to end this scene, but he wouldn’t mind watching someone new to his sex life cum. And it only seemed right to give the slave some relief at some point. Looking at Rei-kun’s cock again, he noticed how swollen and purple the head was. His own cock only got that purple when he neglected an erection for a long time, not even allowing himself to touch or rub it.

Time was moving by quickly, so he decided it was time to move on to another toy, but not before he had one final go with the flogger. Dragging it slowly over the slave’s cock, he watched as Rei-kun shook and moaned, pulling on the restraints. He then swung it at him, hitting the slave squarely in the chest.

The flogger was dropped to the side and Shuichi ran his hands over the fresh lash-marks. Rei-kun’s skin was warm under his fingers and his heart pounded against his chest. He traced one of the marks with his tongue, ending at the slave’s nipple. Sucking the hard nub into his mouth, Shuichi licked and tickled him before biting down once again, drawing a fast “OUCH!” from his sub.

There was that biting once again. Eiri couldn’t help but get off on knowing Shuichi had such a thing for it. That, plus watching his boy Dom was almost overwhelming. It was so sexy to see, and he was anxiously awaiting the next chapter in this little game.

Shuichi picked up a small wooden paddle and tested it out on his thigh. Walking around behind Rei-kun, he pressed the cold flat surface against his sub’s ass. Muscles trembled as the singer did this.

This time, when the toy hit Rei-kun’s body, the sound it made was closer to the spanking he’d given earlier. It was a loud hit, and the slave grabbed the chains at his wrists and pulled hard, screaming and huffing with the impact.

Shuichi looked over at Eiri again for encouragement. The novelist was jerking off, but in such a way that you couldn’t see his cock. He’d hidden himself behind his hands and the fabric of his pants. Guessing his Master didn’t want to be seen by the slave, Shuichi actually found the entire situation doubly erotic. He imagined Rei-kun was probably getting off on watching the expert Dom masturbate as well, and whispered in his ear, “He’s amazing, isn’t he? There’s almost nothing better than being spread out beneath him and fucked raw.”

“Uhhh, yes Sir. Amazing.” To emphasize how erotic the situation was, Shuichi stroked the slave’s cock again, his hand coming away wet.

Eiri didn’t know what the singer had whispered to Rei-kun, but whatever it was had both the submissives panting. Two different sets of eyes were focused intently on him, so he decided to see if he could make them shake a bit more.

He pulled and tugged on his leather pants until his cock was exposed, palming it and showing himself off to Shuichi and Rei-kun.

Shuichi wiped the drool off his chin and then used it to stroke his sub a few more times. Before letting Rei-kun get too wrapped up in the pleasure, he moved back behind him and struck out several times in succession with the paddle. He hit the slave’s ass and the upper back of his thighs.

The novelist decided it was now enough. He could see exhaustion setting into the slave’s body, which wasn’t surprising considering he’d been scening for nearly two straight hours. He stood and walked to the staging area, taking the paddle from Shuichi’s hand.

“Let’s bring this to a close. Mind if I help?”

The singer’s eyes lit up at his Master’s offer. “I’d love it!” Performing for his Master was wonderful. Knowing he was going to perform along side his Master was amazing. But never in his wildest dreams could he have predicted what Eiri had in store for him.

Directing Shuichi into the position he wanted, Eiri was satisfied when the singer stood directly behind and nearly against Rei-kun’s back. He reached down and stroked his sub over his latex pants.

“Let’s take this out…” he narrated as he opened the shiny material and released Shuichi’s very hard cock. Grabbing a bottle of lube with his free hand, he poured the oil in his hand and rubbed it into the singer.

Shuichi had lost his ability to speak for a moment. His mind reeled! ‘Am I actually going to fuck another guy?’

In answer, Eiri pressed both of them forward, stroking Shuichi’s cock against Rei-kun’s entrance. The slave trembled and moaned, knowing what was coming next.

The novelist used pressure from his hips, allowing his own uncovered cock to rub into Shuichi’s back, to slide just the head inside the slave’s body. The singer moaned and went to thrust forward and sink himself deep inside Rei-kun’s body, but Eiri prevented it.

Holding Shuichi still with one hand splayed across his stomach, Eiri whispered, “Just stay like this and let me get you off.”

The singer’s breathing sped up and he grabbed Rei-kun’s sides for support. Eiri kept that one hand on his stomach holding him still, while the other hand began jerking him off.

Shuichi looked down at his cock. It looked amazing with the head inside the slave’s body and the shaft being pumped by his lover. He was unbelievably worked up and aroused, but struggled to make this last as long as possible. Shaking under the strain, Shuichi began crying out, digging his fingers hard into Rei-kun’s body.

Eiri rested his head on Shuichi’s shoulder and let his breath ghost across the singer’s ear. “So fucking hot.”

Those words were enough to push the singer past his limit, and with a tensing of his body followed by a long cry, Shuichi came. Eiri continued to stroke him until the last of the tremors passed, holding him up when the strength in his legs began to give out. The pink-haired sub leaned forward and rested his head on Rei-kun’s back, breathing hard and heavy. That was an amazing orgasm!

“We’re not done yet,” Eiri stated as he pulled his Boy back into his arms and lowered him down to the floor. “I still need to cum.”

Peeling the latex pants down to mid-thigh, Shuichi was placed on his hands and knees and Eiri’s lubed cock slid inside him from behind. The singer needed absolutely no preparation, still being loose from earlier.

This was more torturous for Rei-kun than the whippings he’d received. He could hear the guests fucking behind him, but he couldn’t easily see them. Waiting for Yuki-dono’s voice to rise in bliss, the slave chanced turning his head around to sneak a peek. He was not disappointed.

The novelist was fucking his Boy from behind, his arm reached out and his fingers inside the singer’s mouth. Shuichi licked and sucked on his Master’s hand in between desperate cries of passion. Eiri reached down with his free hand, apparently to stroke his lover’s cock.

“Shuichi, look at our slave’s ass. That’s your cum dripping out and down his legs.” Shuichi looked and shuddered in response. Little rivers of white cum made their way down Rei-kun’s body, and it nearly overwhelmed the singer to know it was his.

Rei-kun couldn’t tear his eyes away as he watched the two beautiful and famous men make love, and his entire body shook when they reached their climaxes. He turned back to face the front of the room and his body dropped. Sheer exhaustion was setting in, but his cock remained hard.

That didn’t matter; if Yuki-dono and Shindo-san didn’t want to bring him off, a fellow submissive would take care of it for him once he left the room. It wasn’t an ideal ending to the scene, but it wasn’t unusual either. The slave realized his luck hadn’t actually run out when Eiri stood and began to release his wrists from the chains and spreader bar.

“Shuichi, let’s reward Rei-kun for such an excellent scene.” The slave was unable to support his own body, slumping back into Eiri’s embrace. He was lowered down and placed in Shuichi’s lap, his back pressed into Shuichi’s chest.

Eiri knelt down in front of them, still exposed but now soft, and together four hands began to stroke and tend to the exhausted slave’s throbbing cock.

Rei had his eyes closed and he leaned his head back against the singer’s body. He ached in so many places, but the wonderful hand job he was receiving made it easy to ignore any pain. He felt his body lifted a little as his thong was pulled down, giving easier access to the two men working him. Crying out uninhibited, Rei-kun let the blissful pressure build until it boiled over, his cum pumping out into the guest’s hands. Somewhere in the middle of his pleasure, he blacked out.


Owari – Chapter 3
TBC in Chapter 33 of Depravity

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this!! I’ll get into the reward in the main story, I promise. I’ll also continue and finish this scene there.


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Spreader Bar
http://www.stockroom.com/Wrist-Spreaders-P1194.aspx

Shackles
http://www.stockroom.com/Steel-Ankle-Shackles-P2436.aspx