Don't Speak

The first Year

My first years with Asato were the most interesting of all. After the first two weeks I held this angel captive, he was curled up in the corner with no clothes on, just as I like it. I had demanded we have sexual pleasures but he refused me. “Asato, stand up right now and show me your body. I want to gaze upon it’s splendor!” I too stood naked before him. We had been lying on the bed but he had gotten away from me, he had chains on his hands and feet so he couldn’t get too far.

He shook his head. “No, I don’t want to,” he sounded just like a child.

“Asato, if you make me repeat myself you’re going to be sorry.” We had been like this for some time now. I was trying to give my beloved a chance to do it willingly.

“No. I don’t want to. Leave me alone! I want Hisoka!” he shouted at me, glaring with those harsh, unbelievable purple eyes.

“You know very well you can’t have Hisoka.” I was very angry with him for even speaking that brat’s name. I came to him and pulled him up by the hair and shoved him toward the bed. He tripped over his chains and landed on his hands and feet.

He tried to crawl away, hiding under the bed, but I yanked the chains on his feet and pulled him up so that he was upside down. His head barely brushed the ground. Luckily I had rigged a punishment device for when Asato decided to act up.

I hooked him upside down to it, I tied his hands together. “Oh I think this is a very convenient device, don’t you agree?” I ask Asato who was very angry about being hung up like a pig.

“No! Let me go! Let me go! What do you think you’re doing?!” he demanded of me as I cranked his middle to where his penis was right at mouth access.

“I think I am punishing you, my beloved, for being such a naughty boy.” I went over to the closet and took out a white paddle with pink flower’s on it. I set up my China dolls to watch and also made some tea. That was when he really started to complain, but I have to have my tea!

“Alright this is stupid! You’re taking forever. The blood is rushing to my head and my feet are going numb,” Asato whined at me and tried to hold his body up in the air for awhile.

“Alright my beloved, I shall start since you seem so eager. I shall not keep you waiting my sweet. It isn’t polite.” I set my tea cup down and picked up the wooden paddle made out of lovely cheery wood. I stood behind Asato, spinning the paddle around in my hands. I drew it back over my shoulder like a baseball bat then swung and made contact with Asato’s buttocks, making a very lovely fleshy smacking sound.

“Ahhhhhh!” That was just the first hit. I kept swinging and swinging. I couldn’t help but to enjoy his cries, they were beautiful. With every harsh crack came a musical cry. I spanked him that day until he passed out. I was so aroused by this that I lowered his ropes so his body was on the ground. I took him by his ankles and pulled his ass to my penis. When someone is passed out, they’re not as tight because they don’t tense up. I still wanted him even if he wasn’t aware. I didn’t care. So with the help of the rope I pleasured myself in him until I came. Then I strung him back up and splashed cold wine on him. Why wine you ask? It makes his body taste even lovelier when I lick it.

And that’s what I did when he woke up. I began to lick up the wine on his body with my tongue. I started from his face went to his ears and then came to his middle. I flipped him upside down again. I took his penis into my mouth, with the rope I pulled him back and forth in the air. He kept pleading for me to stop but that just gave me more drive to suck him even more. I wanted his seed; I had to have it. After a lot of sucking and stroking I finally had to stick my finger into his rectum and push his prostate for him to give me his seed. Once he did and gave his sex cry, I drank him deeply.

“Oh yes, you are delicious.” I turn him back around so he is not upside down.

“When I get out of here you’re going to be sorry.” Asato gave me this threat almost everyday.

“Oh get out my love. Why would you ever want to leave this lovely ‘lovers nest’?” I replied, smirking at him and kissing his jaw line and pulling his naked body to mine.

“Because I don’t love you, I want Hisoka,” he said to me again. I sighed. What was with him and Hisoka all the time?

“Asato, that just warranted you another spanking.” I went back around to his backside that had already healed itself. I knew it would.

“No please don’t.” Here we go again. I spanked that fine round ass and listened to yet another course of screams and cries and pleadings for me to stop.

“I will only stop when you learn that you are mine and not Hisoka’s. If you say his name again I’ll keep you tied up like this for a week,” I say after spanking him again. He had his head hanging now but looked up at me with much defiance.

“I want Hisoka!!!!!!!!” he cried looking toward the heavens as he does. What a spectacular sight of his neck I thought.

“I think I will take a week to paint you like that,” I then decided. I also decided that I must take Hisoka again and do it where Asato can watch, but Hisoka won’t see Asato. Yes, I liked this idea very much. I love that brat’s body. I wanted it too but it would be dangerous to have them both. Or at least in the same place… Besides it shouldn’t be a crime if I want to fuck what is and has become a part of my world. I kissed Asato and left him hanging as he was and went to look for my little yummy boy again. I licked my lips just thinking of it.