Depravity

When he woke, he was snuggled into a warm bed, the soft sheets and comforter tucked around his naked body. It was positively luxurious and he wanted to sleep more, but something was annoying him.

“Mmmm, cut it out!” Shuichi swiped the tip of his nose, trying to swat away the fly annoying him. Ahh, it was gone, but within a matter of seconds it returned and this time, it climbed into his nose.

Shuichi sneezed and sat upright in bed, positively pissed off. Looking for the fly so he could kill it, his eyes found a very amused Eiri standing next to the bed with a single feather plume in his hand.

“About time you woke up. You’ve been asleep for a couple of hours.”

It took a few more moments for the singer to remember where he was and what they were doing. Dressage contest, sex in the hay, Depravity Resort, oh yeah! Feather and teasing forgotten, Shuichi let a goofy smile light his face.

“Hi. Sorry I slept so much. How did I get back here?”

Eiri walked to a table and put down the feather. “I carried you, how do you think? Now get yourself together. Hiro and Suguru will be here soon for Hiro’s first mentoring session.”

Shuichi pulled back the covers and looked at the clock. It was 2pm, which would give him more than enough time to clean up and dress, and maybe even fool around a little with his Master. He started moving towards the bathroom when Eiri interrupted him.

“Remember, no talking to Hiro anymore until we get home. And he’s not to talk to you either. In fact, I have something in mind that should make that simple for you to do.”

“Yes Sir.” The singer didn’t really care much. He even found himself agreeing with his Master’s decision. He knew that Hiro had been behaving a little lustful at the formal dinner, and if this lifestyle was one that the guitarist wanted to be a part of, he would have to learn the rules fast.

Eiri made one final phone call while his sub was dressing. Assured that everything was set and ready for them, he walked around their rooms and began gathering the supplies he’d need for Hiro’s training.

Shuichi emerged from their sleeping suite about thirty minutes later, fully dressed. He wore ripped black jeans that showed off parts of his calves, knees, and thighs. Also, his left butt cheek peeked out of a tear, proving that he was not wearing any underwear. On top, he wore a sleeveless leather half-vest laced down the center, and long black gloves. The gloves were fingerless and ended in the middle of his bicep. He had lined his eyes with black kohl, and while the novelist didn’t normally like makeup on his Boy’s face, eyeliner never seemed to bother him.

Eiri did a double take, glad that Shuichi was looking away and didn’t notice the drool running down his chin.

The singer knew how to look like a walking wet dream with minimal effort. Had they been anywhere else, Eiri would have forbidden him from leaving their home or letting any friends visit. He was just too fucking sexy in that outfit! But, it was perfectly appropriate for Depravity Resort, and it would test Hiro’s control. Screw that, it would test HIS control!

Quickly realizing that said control took a flight out the window the moment Shuichi bent over to pick something up, Eiri made his move and stalked up on his Boy. He elicited a sharp yelp when he grabbed his sub by the hips and ground himself against his Boy’s tight ass.

“You fucking do this on purpose don’t you? You know you make me hard and horny when you walk around like this.”

The sub rolled his hips until he felt a hard long rod slide between the cheeks of his ass, pressing and rubbing against him. “Master, you make me hard and horny too! Sorry for being a bad boy; maybe you should punish me?”

“Ah, so naughty!” Eiri unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. He bent his legs a bit to get at the right height and slid his hard cock into the tear just below Shuichi’s left cheek. He was now nestled between his sub’s legs, the head of his cock pressing against the front of his Boy’s jeans, rubbing along his sac.

“You’re a fucking tease, you know that?” Eiri bit and sucked on his Boy’s neck carefully, avoiding the thrashing of his head. Shuichi heard and felt his jeans tear a little under his Master’s fingers, exposing more of his ass.

“But that’s what you want, isn’t it, Boy? You want my hard cock pistoning in and out of you.” As if to demonstrate what he meant, Eiri began fucking Shuichi’s thighs, sliding himself back and forth between the hot tunnel his Boy’s closed legs made.

Shuichi struggled to stay still as Eiri worked him. Sliding his hand down between his legs, he rubbed the jean-covered cock that poked out between his thighs with each forward thrust, while stroking his own cock with his thumb.

“AAHH! Fuck! You’re gonna cum just from this, aren’t you Boy?”

Shuichi was whimpering and could barely answer. “Y..y..esssss!! OHH! Masssster!”

“Fine. Cum then. Let’s feel it drip down onto the head of my cock.” Breathing hard and heavy, Eiri continued moving himself between his smaller lover’s legs. It wasn’t as tight as when they fucked, but he had no intention of cumming in this position anyway.

The singer closed his eyes and rubbed both of their cocks harder until it became too much for him to bear. Within a matter of seconds he came, the hot liquid pouring out into his jeans and dripping down between his legs.

Eiri supported his sub in his arms, stopping him from falling to the floor. Once Shuichi regained a little composure, the novelist withdrew himself and turned the singer around.

“My turn. I promised you I’d cum on your tongue, so get down on your knees.” Doing as he was told, Shuichi knelt down and opened his mouth.

“Suck just the head and nothing else. Make me cum. But, here’s where it gets a little harder.” Eiri waited until Shuichi looked up and made eye contact with him.

“Listen to me very closely, Boy. When I cum in your mouth, you are NOT to swallow. I want you to hold it in there until I tell you it’s okay to drink it down. Here’s a hint on how you can make this work – hold my cum in the side of your mouth. Understood?”

Shuichi’s eyes went a little wide as he was given his instructions. “Yes Master, I understand. Hold it in my mouth, don’t swallow until you say so.”

“Good, now get sucking.” Eiri threaded his fingers through his Boy’s pink locks and stroked his scalp. Shuichi wrapped his lips around the head of his Master’s cock and began tounging the slit. He worked hard to keep his mouth empty of any saliva, swallowing often as he sucked. Once Eiri came, he knew that the task he was given would be easier to accomplish if he had only cum in his mouth and nothing else.

The Dom closed his eyes and enjoyed his sub’s attentions. Shuichi was excellent at sucking cock and knew all the tricks to make him cum hard and fast. Even though he was working only on the head, the sensations were amazing. Adding to it, Eiri wrapped his hand around his shaft and pumped, getting closer and closer to his orgasm.

When a knock was heard at the door, Shuichi jumped in surprise and almost bit down. Luckily he regained his senses before that happened, and didn’t stop the blow job for a moment.

It was five minutes to three. Either Hiro was early, or the special package he had ordered was early. Regardless, someone was about to get an eyeful.

“The door is unlocked, come in,” Eiri called out, never releasing his grip on Shuichi hair or his cock.

Hiro opened the door and led Suguru inside. Two days ago, a sight like the one before him would have shocked him to the core. Today, it was only slightly surprising to see Shuichi service his Master. Neither of the musicians made a sound as the walked into the room and sat down.

Shuichi couldn’t stop himself from smiling around the cock in his mouth. They must have made quite a sight. He knew his Master had a slight exhibitionist’s edge to him, which was confirmed when Eiri’s cock hardened even more against his tongue.

The Dom pumped himself faster, ready to end this little game for now. He heard Suguru moan softly in appreciation of the show they were putting on, which only served to excite him more.

“Ready Boy? Don’t forget the rules.” Eiri’s breath hitched and his words were deep and husky. When his sub hummed in agreement, it was the last little bit he needed to push him over the edge.

Shuichi concentrated hard as his lover’s seed filled his mouth. It splashed against his tongue and the roof of his mouth, filling him with Eiri’s unique taste.

Suguru was once again enthralled by Yuki-sama’s cock. He couldn’t tear his eyes from it. Hiro’s cock was wonderful, well worthy of worship, but Yuki-sama's was longer and thicker, and the keyboardist couldn’t look away.

Eiri struggled to catch his breath as Shuichi gently tucked him back into his pants. Hooking his finger at his sub, he led Shuichi to a couch and told him to sit. “Open your mouth and let me see.”

Carefully, so as to not lose a single drop and chance a punishment, Shuichi opened his mouth. Eiri saw his cum inside coating the singer’s tongue and pooling in all the crevices. Suguru watched closely. Even in his wildest dreams he never imagined a game like this one. He wondered how long Shuichi would be able to keep the cum in his mouth before it started to dribble out, or before he swallowed, or before he choked.

“Very good Boy. Don’t swallow.” Eiri bent down and kissed his sub on the cheek. “Hiro, can Suguru come sit over here by Shuichi? Keep each other company while we do this?”

“Yeah, sure.” Looking at Suguru, Hiro pointed to the empty seat next to his best friend.
“Baby, go right ahead.”

Suguru couldn’t deny that Shuichi wasn’t always his favorite person in the world. For several years now, he considered the singer barely more than an acquaintance he had no choice but to have dealings with. That all started to change a few weeks ago when he began dating Hiro.

They now spent time together outside of the studios and had conversations much more personal in nature than any in the past. Plus, Suguru knew that Shuichi was an integral part of Hiro’s life. In a way, they were a package deal. If he wanted to be with the guitarist, then he’d have to accept the guitarist’s best friend as well.

He thought this would be difficult, but realized that all the problems he’d found in Shuichi were of his own making. It was as if he’d decided he would hate this person before bothering to meet him and get to know him. He nitpicked. He nagged. He set the singer up as someone who could never meet a set of false high standards. No one else was held up to these principles, so why was Shuichi? Suguru couldn’t even remember anymore.

Once he figured that out about himself, he actually started to like Shuichi as a person. He was funny and talented, and his heart was pure gold. Now, weeks later, Suguru actually looked forward to being with his new-found friend.

While spending time with other couples in the resort, Suguru noticed that submissives tended to band together when given the chance. They would sit close to each other, hold hands, snuggle, pet and preen one another; the way they behaved was positively cute, and the Dominants didn’t seem to mind at all. He found himself a little jealous of the attentions they heaped on one another. When Yuki-sama and his Sensei invited him to sit near Shuichi, he wondered if he’d be welcomed as another submissive, or if their outside relationship would take precedence.

He had his answer immediately. Shuichi opened his arms and pulled Suguru into an embrace, still struggling slightly to keep his mouth closed through a smile. Suguru smiled and tucked into the singer’s arms, wrapping his arm around his friends back. This was exactly the kind of behavior he’d seen between other submissives all over the resort, and finally being able to partake in it made him very happy.

It was comfortable and safe and warm, and the smile behind Shuichi’s eyes made Suguru feel like he was part of something special.

Eiri had seen Shuichi snuggle up with another sub on more than one occasion, so he wasn’t surprised to see the two of them move in so close. Hiro, on the other hand, was a little shocked.

“First lesson, Nakano. Submissives like to stick together in packs. They’re very ‘touchy-feely’ with one another. They cuddle, snuggle, fix each other’s hair, hold hands, nuzzle one another. Get used to it and don’t let it shock you. It’s part of why I wanted Suguru to sit with my Boy.” Eiri walked over to a table that had several toys laid out on it.

“So what they’re doing is really normal? I mean, this is Shuichi and Suguru we’re talking about. They’re not exactly the best of friends.”

With a raised eyebrow, the novelist answered him. “They may not be the best of friends, but they are friends with a common bond. There is often a lot of roughness in our lifestyle, and it is pretty much all directed at our submissives. I think that has a lot to do with why they get so clingy with each other.”

Eiri turned to his sub for a moment. “Boy, I want you to watch what I’m showing Hiro closely. Understood?”

Shuichi nodded his head yes in agreement. At the same moment, there was another knock at the door. Eiri answered it and invited a Resort Master and slave into the room. The Master greeted both Eiri and Hiro before handing the leash in his hand over to the novelist.

He also had a stack of three novels and three CD’s in his arms. They were for the winners of the charity auction from the night before. Eiri signed the novels, personalizing them as requested. Shuichi, Hiro and Suguru signed the CD’s, also personalizing them to the winners.

The Resort Master collected back the prizes and took his leave, thanking them for their generous donation.

Eiri addressed the slave. “What is your name?”

The slave kept his eyes down and answered, “Rei, Sir.”

“Rei-kun. You will address us as Yuki-dono and Nakano-dono, when we give you permission to speak. Do you understand why you were brought here today?”

Rei-kun answered with a small bow. “Yes Yuki-dono. I am to be your slave until you decide otherwise. I will submit to your will, and look forward to pleasing you, Sir.”

Eiri had specifically requested a slave that specialized in being whipped, caned, flogged and beat. The Dominatrix Tenshi had agreed to send the best slave she had in her household, assuring Eiri that he would be able to handle any abuse heaped upon him.

Rei was wearing a tiny silk thong and nothing else. He was about the same height as Shuichi, had shoulder-length black hair and dark eyes, was slightly muscular, and had several light scars crisscrossing his back and ass.

“Go sit with our subs until we’re ready for you Rei-kun. You can talk with them, as long as you keep it quiet.” Eiri pointed to the couch and Rei moved to sit on Suguru’s other side. In hushed tones, he introduced himself.

Suguru took the initiative and introduced both himself and Shuichi to the slave. It turned out that Rei was a big fan of Bad Luck, and had a million questions to ask the boys. The singer regretted not being able to answer him directly, but punctuated much of what Suguru said with animated nods of his head and many, “Mmmm’s”.

Eiri led Hiro over to the table. “Because of what happened with Suguru, I’m going to begin by teaching you the right way to hit your submissive. Hauling off and beating him with an unfamiliar tool like a cane is outright stupid and dangerous. But one mistake shouldn’t scare you away from ever picking up another cane again.”

Eiri had laid out several different punishment instruments. There was a diamond handle flogger, a bull whip, a cat-o-nine whip, a daddy’s belt, a rattan cane, a paddle, and a riding crop. Before he would allow Hiro to try any of the ‘toys’ out on the slave, he made him pick up each one and test it out in the air.

Hiro swung them, getting the feel for the proper wrist and arm movement. Some required a flick of the wrist, while others were meant to be drawn straight through and across the skin. He then was instructed to bring each of the smaller tools down on his own leg. Eiri explained that whatever pain he felt inflicted on himself would be the low end of the pain his sub would feel.

The three submissives watched from the couch. Shuichi allowed the conversation between Rei and Suguru to turn into a low murmur behind him as he switched his concentration to the two Dominants. His Master had told him to pay attention, and he had every intention of doing just that.

Strictly speaking, while he and Eiri weren’t into pain, his Master had used almost all of those tools on him at one point in time. The exception was the bull whip, which was extremely formidable. The singer didn’t even know his Dom knew how to use a bull whip until he picked it up. The resounding smack that sounded in the air drew everyone’s undivided attention to the novelist.

Shuichi felt his chest swell with pride as he watched his Dom wind up and snap the bull whip a second time. Eiri looked damned sexy brandishing the whip, and the sight of him standing there holding it made another part of the singer’s anatomy start to swell.

Hiro took the bull whip in hand and gave it a try. While his technique was good, he wasn’t able to get the same loud smacking noise as Eiri. The novelist assured him he would be able to master it with practice, but warned him not to try it on Suguru until then.

Rei was then called over to the Dom’s sides. “Nakano, put him on the St. Andrew’s Cross facing away from us.” Eiri stood back to watch.

The guitarist led Rei to the cross and unceremoniously cuffed up his hands and ankles, adjusting the tension until he was spread eagle.

“Well, not that there’s anything wrong with what you just did, but you missed out on an opportunity to make it a little more interesting for both you and him.”

Shuichi immediately knew what his Dom was talking about. Eiri had always insisted that a scene began the moment they acknowledged each other, not the moment they started playing. If the novelist were the one tying Rei up, he would have taken time to whisper some nasty little words in his ear like, “I’m going to whip you until your legs won’t hold you up,” or “You’re nothing but a dirty little pain slut, and I promise that once I’m done with you, you’ll understand the true meaning of the word pain.”

Also, Eiri would have chased Shuichi to the cross. The singer had a strong prey instinct in him, a trait that wasn’t uncommon among submissives. All he had to do was stand behind Shuichi or just out of his line of vision and stomp his feet. Add some heavy breathing and a growl or two, and the singer’s heart would pound in absolute terror. He wasn’t in any real danger, but his primitive instincts would take over and Shuichi would literally begin to shake with fear.

Eiri would then make a loud noise, such as clapping his hands, and his sub would start running. The novelist would herd him towards whatever instrument he was to be bound to, and the moment he had him cornered, he’d pounce and grab his sub’s arms, restraining him. The moment of contact was always the most frightening for Shuichi. He would be unable to contain a scream, his legs would give out and his arms would flail uncontrollably. This always made Eiri laugh, the deep sound actually reversing Shuichi’s fear and bringing him comfort and calmness. The singer would nervously laugh with him.

Eiri was all too familiar with Shuichi’s fear instinct. Even though the singer always knew he was never in any real danger, the fright was always 100% real. Eiri had used this once to his advantage, drawing on Shuichi’s inborn fear to exact a punishment on him.

It was that punishment, the one based in fear, that Shuichi remembered with utter dread. The recollections began to assail him, and the singer shook his head as if trying to erase them. He forcefully drew his attention away from those memories and back to the slave bound to the cross in the middle of the room.

Hiro had listened closely as Eiri explained how to use fear as a weapon as intense as any whip. He looked over at his sub and saw that Suguru’s face was white with anxiety over their conversation. Deciding to try a little fear play mind fuck of his own, he mused aloud, “I wonder if it’s legal for me to purchase and use a cattle prod? Do you think you can buy one off of eBay?” Suguru’s jaw hit the ground.

Eiri had to turn away from the subs quickly upon hearing Hiro’s words. He didn’t want them to see him laughing. Eiri knew his fellow Dom was only joking, but the little mind fuck was perfect and had resulted in the exact response desired from Suguru. The keyboardist would now live with the fear of a cattle prod being brought into their scening. Eiri knew the perfect way to complete the mind fuck and made a mental note to discuss it with Hiro when they were next alone.

Mouthing the words, “Well done,” when Hiro looked at him, Eiri picked up the paddle and walked to Rei’s side.

Shuichi took Suguru’s hand and squeezed it, offering a little comfort. Truth be told, the singer was a bit surprised at Hiro’s mention of a cattle prod. He never once thought that his childhood friend had such a strong sadistic side to him. He couldn’t help but wonder if Suguru would be able to keep up with such pain play, or if it would cause problems between the new couple.

Snuggling deeper into Shuichi’s arms, Suguru noticed there was something on his friend’s legs. Bare skin peeked out of multiple rips and tears in Shuichi’s jeans, and several of the spots higher up on him had splashes and drips of cum on them. Without realizing what he was doing, Suguru reached out and touched one of the spots with his finger.

Shuichi watched as his fellow sub brought his finger to his mouth and tasted his cum. Struggling not to choke on his Master’s cum which was still safely tucked away in his mouth, he made eye contact with his friend.

The singer’s eyes loudly conveyed the question, “Why?” to Suguru. Once the sub realized what he had done, he slapped his hands over his mouth in shock.

“Oh, Oh GODS! Shu-chan! I can’t believe, I mean, please forgive me!” Suguru was stuttering his words, and the look of absolute surprise and terror on his face struck Shuichi as funny.

‘No, no please! Don’t start laughing!’ the singer thought as fits of giggling started to take him over. He tried so hard to contain himself that tears began to pour down his face. He was facing double punishment if he couldn’t control himself soon; one for laughing while Eiri was busy teaching Hiro, and one for spitting his mouth-full of cum all over the place.

Seeing his friend trying to stave off his laughter only made it contagious, and Suguru started giggling along with the singer. Shuichi was fighting a loosing battle, but the piece de resistance for Suguru was when a small drop of cum escaped from his friend’s mouth. Wiping it away for Shuichi, the utter absurdity of the entire situation suddenly hit the keyboardist, and he was forced to bury his head into Shuichi’s chest to stop himself from guffawing like a fool.

The two of them held each other tight as they shook with near-silent laughter. Neither noticed their Doms had walked away from the cross and were now standing in front of them, patiently waiting.

Through teary eyes, Shuichi happened to glance up and catch sight of his Master standing there staring at him. The sub straightened up and stopped laughing immediately. Suguru lifted his head to see what was going on, and realize he was also being stared down by his Sensei.

“Having fun?” Eiri asked.

Shuichi nodded yes and Suguru answered, “Yes, Sirs.”

Rolling his eyes in exasperation, Eiri spoke directly to his Boy. “I told you to pay attention. For your own good, I suggest you do just that.” Turning on his heels, Eiri walked back to the cross followed by Hiro, no longer wishing to waste any further time on the errant subs.

Sheepishly smiling at each other, Suguru and Shuichi turned their attentions back to their Doms determined not to interrupt them again. It was a task that was to prove harder to accomplish than either of them could have guessed.


TBC….

A/N: Originally I planned this to be all one chapter, but there’s just too much that’s going to happen, and I have to split it up. That means the next chapter of Depravity 1.0 will be put on hold until after chapter 32 is up. Sorry!!

Did ya notice I talked about that really horrible punishment again? I’ve been getting a lot of emails about that. I promise that one day I will elaborate on it in 1.0. I promise!!!

Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews!!! :-D I’m so glad you still like me!!! WOO HOO!!!


Special thanks: AshCat, as always :-D and Ashley Vulpex – Thanks sweetie!!!


NEXT CHAPTER: More mentoring and bonding, and how much longer will Shu have to hold everything in his mouth?