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Chapter List
- 1-BOUND
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Twenty-One
- 22-Twenty-Two
- 23-Twenty-Three
- 24-Twenty-Four - END
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~ Ten ~
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Natori grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged my face away from his crotch.
I hissed and winced. What now?
He stared down at me, his mouth in a cold hard line, his eyes narrowed and hot. "The binding's intent isn't merely to make you come when I call. It's linked directly to your libido, your sexual appetite. You will get hard and you will stay hard until it is satisfied, which in your case means a good hard fuck."
Well, that certainly explained why I practically raped Kaname.
His lips twisted into a chilling smile. "Do you want me to fuck you Takashi?"
Sadly, I didn't just want him to fuck me, I needed him to fuck me. I swallowed and looked away. I couldn't meet his eyes. "Yes."
His brow lifted. "Yes, what? What's my name, Takashi?"
I winced. Not that again! Unfortunately, I was in no position to argue. "Yes, Shuuichi."
He released my hair and reached down to unfasten his belt, unbutton his pants, and unzip his fly. "I want you to use your mouth." He shoved his pants down to his thighs, releasing the half-hard length of his uncircumcised cock. "Make me good and hard Takashi, and I'll fuck you."
I stared at the sheathed cock only inches from my lips, and shamefully, my mouth watered. I reached up and closed my hands around it. It was very warm, almost hot. I smoothed my hand down his shaft, sliding the sheath back to expose the sensitive head. It was already damp and glistening. I'd never sucked a dick before, but I'd masturbated plenty of times. It couldn't be too different from that.
I leaned forward, stuck out my tongue, and swept it across the crown. It tasted of slightly salty cream, almost buttery with a very odd musky after-taste. It wasn't the most pleasant tasting thing in the world, but I'd had worse.
Natori gave a sighing moan and his gaze hooded. "Lick it." His deep voice went soft and husky. "Lick all of it."
I leaned forward to stroke the entire length with my tongue, exploring the veins and ridges then flicked around the flared edge. On a whim, I ducked lower to sweep my tongue along his lightly furred balls. The scent was tangier from sweat, but could smell soap too.
Natori groaned and his fingers burrowed into my hair. "Yes, good. Now, put it in your mouth and suck on it. No teeth."
The way that Natori had sucked my dick was burned into my memory, so I did as he had done. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could, and holding the rest in my hands, I withdrew sucking. Then sucked it back in, then withdrew. The saliva in my mouth plus the suction made the most horrifically obscene sounds -- sounds that went straight to my aching cock.
Natori groaned and started pumping into my mouth, his fingers gripping my hair. "Gods... I've been imagining what it'd be like to fuck your mouth, all day damned day. Thinking about how your lips would look stretched around my dick."
His filthy words should have disgusted me, but instead, they excited me into greater enthusiasm. However, my jaw soon tired of the exercise. Even so, I kept going. Suddenly, a spat of salty cream coated my tongue.
Natori choked and his fingers tightened on my hair. "Enough." He yanked my head away from him.
The cock slid from my mouth with the sound of wet suction. Saliva dribbled from my lips down my chin.
"Take off your pants." Natori reached down to stroke himself.
I didn't protest. I was too desperate for relief to even consider it. I stood up and dropped my pants and briefs, exposing my fiercely rigid and almost purple cock. The damned thing stood straight out from my body. It was so far extended that my balls had pulled forward.
He smiled down at my cock. "Oh yes, you definitely need a fuck." He met my eyes. "In the bathroom."
I blinked at him in confusion, but didn't question him. I turned and walked into his bedroom completely naked then I stepped to the left and strode into the en suite bath. On the right was a long counter with two sinks and a mirror that ran the full length of the wall. On the left was an alcove for the toilet, before me was a glassed-in shower and beside it on the right, a covered soaking tub.
Natori was only two steps behind me. "The counter; face the counter."
I turned to face the counter -- and the mirror. I barely recognized myself. My cheeks were red as were the lobes of my ears. My eyes were dilated wide and dark, the brown a mere ring around pits of darkness. My lips were deep red, wet, and parted. My nipples were so hard they'd darkened to a rosy hue. The counter was low so my shamefully erect dick was fully displayed.
Natori came up behind me and set his hands on my shoulders. His gaze met mine in the glass. "I want you watch while I fuck you. I want you to see what you look like while you take my cock up your ass. I want you to see just how much you truly love being fucked -- by me."
I ducked my head, my face burning with humiliation. I did not want to see that. I was having enough difficulty just dealing with the fact that I even liked it. "Natori -- Shuichi, please...!"
He reached forward to cup my chin and forced my head up to peer at the mirror. His narrowed cinnamon gaze caught mine. "You will look at yourself." He leaned close to whisper against my ear. "I have other methods of binding you to make you watch, Takashi. Don't make me use them."
"Why are you doing this to me?" To my horror, my voice vibrated and my eyes watered.
Natori wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and his voice turned gentle, and concerned. "I just want you to see what I see. I want you to witness the pleasure I give you -- the pleasure only I can give you." His feet knocked my feet wide and his hand pressing at the center of my shoulder-blades urged me forward onto my hands. He pressed two fingers against my anus.
They slid right in, sliding on the gel I'd been using on it all day. I barely needed to push at all. My body was that lax -- and that ravenous.
Natori looked down at his fingers and smiled. "Oh, prepared already?"
I ground my teeth. "No, it...hurt this morning. I've been using aloe gel on it."
He nodded and hummed. "You are a bit swollen. I'll have to take it easy on you." His gaze met mine and he smiled. "If you'll allow me to take it easy on you." His fingers speared into that swollen and hungry place deep inside.
The spark of electrical fire forced a gasping cry from my lips that echoed obscenely. Every hair on my body rose and I arched up, coming up on my toes. My head tipped back, the neck muscles in my throat standing out. Without any conscious effort on my part, my body writhed back onto his hand, every muscle in my arms, chest, and belly stretching and flexing in sharp relief. I didn't recognize myself at all. I looked some animal in the throes of extreme pleasure -- or pain.
Sadly, it was far too close to the truth. The hunger in my body was bestial in its greed. No matter how much I didn't want Natori, my body simply did not care who fucked me as long as it got fucked.
Natori reached past me to collect a small clear bottle and uncapped it with his thumb. He withdrew his fingers.
I moaned at the loss before I could even think to bite back the sound. Worse still, I rolled my ass in an open plea to be filled.
Natori chuckled and slathered his palms with the clear gel from the bottle. "My, what a shameless display." He stroked the full length of his cock with the gel with loud wet slurps. "Need it that badly, do you?"
I wanted to tell him to shut the hell up, but I was afraid of being crushed by the leash. I had to settle for a glare.
His gaze didn't meet mine. He was too busy staring at my butt. He slid his heated and slippery cock down my ass until the broad head pressed against my anus. "Push back, take me in."
I pressed back onto him, and breeched myself with a soft defeated moan. It stung, but I was too desperate for relief to care. I pressed further back to swallow him whole. The fullness and tightness that had been uncomfortable the first time, wasn't at all. It actually felt enjoyable. I rolled my hips to bring his cock in contact with the small delicious spot inside. The intensity that spilled throughout my entire pelvic region, bowels, belly, cock, and balls made me shudder.
Natori's mouth came open on a groan and he leaned over my back. His left hand slid past me to grip the counter next to my hand. His lips brushed the bite mark on my left shoulder. He turned to stroke the shell of my ear with his tongue and caught my gaze in the mirror. "Fuck yourself, Takashi. Fuck yourself on my dick and make yourself cum." His other hand reached around my chest to thumb my nipple.
Pleasure sparked in the head of my cock, as though he'd touched it instead of my nipple. I gasped and ground back onto his cock in sheer reaction, my spine twisting, muscles rolling -- all of it visible in the mirror before my eyes. The sight was strangely...exciting.
Completely on its own, my body rocked forward, then shoved back onto Natori's cock -- or rather, that's what it felt like. What it looked like was completely different. My spine actually arched up at the shoulders to pull forward. For the thrust back, that arch rolled down my spine, undulating in sinuous wave that ended with my hips snapping downward at an angle that brought Natori's cock into perfect alignment with that spot deep in my ass.
The view was somewhat shocking and it made the pleasure that detonated inside me sharper. A burst of white fine blazed in my mind. My eyes squeezed shut briefly and I choked out a soft moaning gasp I simply couldn't hold back. My eyes opened just in time to see myself repeat exactly the same action; rock forward, arch, undulate, snap -- pleasure! Another moaning gasp I couldn't contain burst from my lips.
Before the intense pleasure had even faded, I found myself rocking forward then snapping back again, then again, repeating that sinuous motion harder and faster, gasping out my pleasure. With my gaze hooded and my gasping mouth wide open, I looked like an animal entirely intent on selfish fulfillment.
Above me, Natori looked just as bestial, his gaze just as hooded as mine, but narrowed and heated. His teeth were bared in a grimace. Suddenly, his hand on my chest slid down to put pressure low on my belly. His shoulders tightened and his spine rolled. His hips snapped to meet my ass in a thrust that doubled the intensity inside of me.
I'd had no idea that that was what he looked like when he fucked me. It was shocking and...intoxicating.
A loud choking cry of raw pleasure escaped me. I dropped to my elbows on the counter and pressed a palm to the glass. I arched and snapped back harder, meeting his thrusts with all the power I could summon. My rigid and untouched cock bobbed before the counter, dripping long strings of cum onto the floor.
Natori reached under me and pinched both my nipples.
The sparks of pleasure stabbed straight to my dick. My entire body shuddered and bucked. My balls suddenly clenched and my entire body tensed, freezing in place. My eyes opened wide in what appeared to be shock. The intense clenching explosion of release crashed through me. My face twisted in a grimace that looked like pain, but it wasn't. I was so far from pain I was practically mindless. A choking howl was wrenched from my throat. I watched my cock pump spat after spat of cum all over the counter and the floor. Spent, my body went limp onto my elbows.
Natori's arms closed tight around me, holding me firmly while his hips snapped against my ass, fucking me with near-vicious frenzy.
Still rolling in euphoria, a soft gasping moan escaped me with each of his thrusts.
He winced and stilled, thrust shallowly a few more times, then rammed in deep, threw his head back and gave a deep groaning sigh. His cock pulsed inside me pumping thick hot wetness -- his cum, deep into my bowels.
Staring in the mirror, watching the euphoria fade from my eyes, reality set in. I had an ass full of cum from a man I could not say no to. Any time he wanted me he could call me, and have me -- and I couldn't stop him. That I enjoyed it so thoroughly only made the situation worse. It was if my body was already his willing slave.
Natori pulled back, his softened dick sliding out of me with a spill of warm wetness that ran down my balls and my thighs.
At that moment, I hated him.
Natori leaned over my back to press a kiss to my temple. "Did you see how much you enjoy being ass-fucked?"
I shot him a narrow-eyed glare and bared my teeth. "Fine, you made you point. I like taking it up the ass." I pushed up and turned around to face him with my knees shaking under me. "But that doesn't change the fact that you used a...spell on me that forced me to want it."
Natori looked away, his gaze drifting from mine. He stepped to the sink and ran the water over a cloth. His voice dropped to a soft, almost plaintive whisper. "I just want so much to be with someone that...understands me." Loneliness, crushing loneliness was in his voice.
I winced in recognition. My anger drained away. "I know." I wiped the sweat from my brow. "I understand how you feel, believe me I do, but..." I looked up at him and put every drop of pleading I could into my expression. "But this isn't the way to do it!"
He didn't say anything or even look at me. He merely used the cloth to wash himself, to wash away the results of our...coupling.
I heaved a sigh and limped toward the shower stall. "I'm gonna shower, and then we can talk okay?"
He knelt to clean the cum off the floor. "I'll leave your clothes on the bed."
I stepped into the shower and turned the water on scalding. Luckily, his shower stall had one of those removable shower heads like mine at home, so I was able to wash thoroughly. I also took the time to look for whatever the hell was on me.
I found what appeared to be some sort of writing looping around the base of my dick. My public hair hid it almost completely, but it was definitely there. The letters were small but fairly clear. However, I couldn't read the scrawling cursive words at all. It wasn't Japanese, Chinese, or even English. All I could do was hope that Nyanko-sensei knew what the hell it was -- and how to get rid of it.
Wrapped in a towel, I stepped from the shower to find my clothes neatly folded at the foot of his bed. After dressing, I went into the main room.
To my surprise, Natori held out my coat and scarf. "How about we go downstairs for some hot chocolate?"
I took my coat from his hand and shrugged into it. "Fine." I was more than ready to take any excuse to get the hell out of there.
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