Too Much Sugar
Too Much Sugar 2
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Too Much Sugar, part 2
Ginji’s attempt to take over this scenario.
Ginji knew that was the reaction he’d
get. He’d expected it.
make up for that with street smarts.
And maybe I can’t make a violin sing like Mido but I know my way around
my lover. His strings are easy for me
to pluck. “Sit down, Ban-chan.” He
said in his most direct yet still just Ginji, not Raiten voice.
nose both in a gesture of disbelief and to keep the anti-Jagan eye lenses
between the dark power and Ginji’s susceptible mind. He leaned back in the dentist’s chair. “That better?”
really making an effort to help you forget your fear. Though he couldn’t stop himself from deadpanning. “Oh, no, I
wouldn’t want that.”
webs. This is too easy.
don’t as a general rule weave spider webs.
This is really going to work.
straddling the languid man in the chair, playful hands undoing a button or two
of his long dress shirt, only to be replaced by teasing lips.
surprised when Ginji tore away a piece of the thin fabric and held it
menacingly in his hand.
question his mouth was slow to form.
and knocked Ban’s purple shades away from his face. On first instinct, Ban lashed out with his illusions at full
power but he drew it back and not without a little discomfort as he realized it
was Ginji he was about to attack. He
shut his eyes tight, and while he did Ginji used the opening to blindfold
him.
coolly. Damn, who’d have thought
he’d pull such a dirty trick. He knew
exactly what I would do.
powerless? You might have been able to
stop me with a mild illusion but you don’t dare use the snake bite on me for
fear of not being able to control it’s strength. You’re no less bound then I am in your filthy pictures.
above Paul’s restaurant where the restaurant owner did a live Internet feed
several times a week—live porno that is.
There was no shortage of things to do to Ginji up there.
existed. And whenever Paul took off for
a conference or closed for a holiday or went to visit his sister for the
weekend, Ban would drag Ginji off to the upstairs (after virtually looting the
place for food) and do very nasty things to the boy.
It was best perhthatthat he didn’t know Paul had a
video camera on at all times and periodically left on purpose just to kick back
at his place and watch Mido’s show.
Though it might be good if someone warned him that Paul was just waiting
for Ginji to show up alone at the restaurant long enough for him to pull him
off behind the counter and get some of what Ban was so often having.
me?” Ban asked as he felt Ginji’s hand
brush his cock ever so lightly as he worked open his black jeans. “I’m not sure
of the message you are trying to send.
That I should just lay back and enjoy the ride while he sticks sharp
scary things in my mouth. Or that if
I’m lucky the dentist might molest me while he does.” Ban said cheesy grin forming.
“I can’t say either one is instilling a sense of calm.”
Ban’s pants completely off. “About
helping you. But having you like this…well
if it were you what would you do?”
before thinking.
Ginji’s tongue dipped over his sac with expert motion while the boy’s lips
massaged his shaft. And a little laugh from the back of his throat would have
sent a man not as accustomed to the brilliant sensation right over.
haven’t had before and can’t handle.
But Ban was a connoisseur, as he’d made Ginji suck his cock until the
natural talent had mixed with enforced practice. What had been an act of devout submission had somehow become a
dangerous subversive talent and the Get-Backer wasn’t sure he liked it.
pockets of his khaki cargos. This was
it, once he did this it didn’t matter what happened next he’d have set Ban
up. He drew out the chilly glass rod
and sent just a little hum of electricity into it as he rolled up and down and
around Ban’s chest and thighs not missing a beat of his worship of Ban’s
cock.
don’t put that—Fuck, that’s cold!”
Ginji had used Ban’s relaxedirmiirming to push the rod quickly into
Mido’s ass.
it there or I won’t be able to do everything I want to you.
Said the spider to the butterfly.
wasn’t Ban’s actual thought. Ginji pulled away from Ban’s cock and got an even
more adamant squeal. He spared a
nervous glance at the door. He figured
he had about two more minutes before Ban snapped and stopped this little
charade for good. Ban hated being
dominated and not because he was pretending he didn’t like it, like a lot of
closet submissives. He really hated it,
and if Ginji wasn’t up to paying the price he’d better…
surname, well more like purit ait as he felt a steel grip on his hair and left
arm pull him off balance and hold him tight. “How much did you really think
you’d get away with?”
covering his mouth. “I have the Jagan
eye. If someone comes in, they get an
eyeful but then I’ll give them a different kind of eyeful.”
Now.” Wide eyes pleaded
aimlessly as Ginji reached in one of the pockets Ban insisted he fill with
specific items, items serving as constant reminders Mido could have him at any
time, in any place, and he would love every minute of it.
Emperor or even bubbly Ginji; he was Mido’s Amano. And only Mido could give Amano what he so desperately
craved. He felt the slight blush on his
skin as he pulled out the black silk blindfold.
eyes.” He freed Amano’s arm so the
young man could use both hands. Then Mido removed his blindfold, enjoying the
rare freedom of not having to wear his anti-Jagan glasses.
knot to keep it on Amano’s face.
Ginji’s ass and he knew as soon as was stripped they would move about tickling
his naturally sensitive skin.
up his body and over his head. Then
reaching in another of his pockets and being satisfied with what he found, he
commanded. “Take them off Amano.
obeyed trying to remember which pocket Mido had emptied so as to know what
would come next.
as he felt something soft and sticky wrap around his arms.
known. It was Mido’s favorite.
chain-smoker goes through cigarettes.
but you’ve been so good I haven’t had the heart to hurt you.”
soul. “But after whau diu did today.”
He finished the decorative wrapping and brought one of Ginji’s hands to
his now exposed and obviously turned on cock.
as Mido taped his fingers around his cock as if in perpetual mid-stroke.
suppression of his electric pulses or this would be unbearable.
his pulses to emanate from him, usually only controlled by his mind, which
would be too involved in Mido’s attention to control it properly.
other arm up and position his fingers so they were pinching his own nipple ever
so slightly.
Mido’s tone oozed danger, as he slid out of the chair and was taping Ginji’s
ankles to the arms of the dentist’s chair.
The natural curve of the chair had cushioned Ginji’s head as he fell
forward. “Ooo, but that’s even better.”
sight before getting near Amano’s ear.
“So I got to thinking the other day, is there a way override this tape’s
immunity to your electric personality…’
is going, Ban-chan.” Ginji broke from
Amano as he recognized what Mido might just do. He bit his lip as he heard…
said; “You know you are not to call me
that. You are only to address me as
Mido.” Certain the sting would last, he
stopped and removed his small red stud earring and the cuff from the other
ear. He told Amano what he was doing as
he did it. The stud was placed through
a heavy part of the tape up near the pinched nipple and the ear cuff placed
over a spot on his taped cock.
take…”
while YOU last.” He gave Amano another affectionate
spank before he mounted him using the foot braces to make himself a good height
to plunder the sweet piece of ass raised in the air begging for it.
drain mixed with the overwhelming sensations his little pet was about to feel
would most likely leave him unconscious well before he filled him with hot
come.
turn on for Amano and Mido had endless ways to restrain him.
ass-fucked and he was a happy little victim.
But as he felt the pleasure, energy began to crackle around his captive
fingers sending constant pulses of erratic levels of power into his nipple and
cock. All the while the current forced
him to jerk his hands as much as the tape would allow which Mido had very
carefully set so he was forced to stroke his cock and pinch his nipple with the
rhythm of the electric flow. It was
sadistically beautiful, a feat Amano couldn’t accomplish if he’d tried it by
himself, only made possible by Mido’s sick mind.
without apology and taking out the glass rod he’d promised earlier not to. He
replaced his cock with it forcing it as far as it would go in Amano’s ass.
Ginji celebrated for a second before succumbing to the unending pulses and the
inevitable punishment.
Mido’s voice was now coming from in front of him as he felt the dentist’s chair
slide down to it’s regular height.
“Then I’d better fuck it before it outlives its usefulness.” Mido forced
Amano’s mouth wide and roughly fed him his cock and fucked his mouth violently
using just as much muscle power as if he were fucking the boy’s tight a
it back down without letting the boy be rewarded with a throat full of hot cum.
protest, he gave the boy’s ass the same hard fucking, enjoying the extra
sensation of the glass rod jostling around his thrusts whilst conducting more
of Amano electric current. Mido could
feel the involuntary convulsions the channeled electricity was causing in Amano
and as the delicate moans and half-words washed over his ears he worked his
cock deeper and moved it a lot faster.
body. He hadn’t noticed the moans turn
to whimpers, and the whimpers turn to silence.
Amano had passed out or perhaps a better way to say it, he’d short-circuited,
several minutes past. Mido lay on top
of the boy, nearly short-circuited himself.
from Ginji’s ankles and arms, wiped off his jewelry and replaced it on and in
his ears, wiped the worst of the sticky come from the boy’s face and ass.
khakis, T-shirt and vest all the while kissing the sweet face with just
sli
slightest smile. He carried the boy
back out to the waiting room and laid him on the large couch.
petting the sweat soaked hair.
something to the effect of “Luvmybacha.” Before drifting off again.
came over the spe speaker.”
and let the dentist do what had to be done.
But just as the sleeping gas relaxed him, something pulsed inside him,
the tip of the glass rod was still inside him and it felt like it was expanding
and contracting. No it was more like
energy was pulsing from it. That little
con artist. That little bastard. Who cared-- it felt too good.
replaced all his teeth for all he knew.
fingers dancing in the air controlling the invisible current Ban was surely
feeling and looking rather pleased with himself.
the waiting room. “How was it
Ban-chan? Are you all better now?”
hours before he could use his mouth properly.
He wanted so badly to kiss his lover deeply. “Best dentist visit I ever had.
Kinda want to have a smoke after it, it was that good.”
anywhere but Ban or the dental assistant who was coming up behind him.
him over. “When was your last
appointment?’
here in over a year.’
next.
minute cancellation.”
should get in right away. Of course we
can stay.”
make a beeline for the door as Ban grabbed his shoulder and ushered him to the
assistant’s care.
than Ban had been in. “He needs to
finish up with his last patient. It
could be a bit of a wait.”
door.
“We’ll find a
way to pass the time” Ban smirked as he adjusted his glasses, his eyes focusing
solely on Ginji.