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Stripping the mask	By : Angebex Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 2262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Ouran High School Host Club not do I own the original premise. This is purely fan fiction and I am not getting paid for this story.

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”I’ve asked a friend of mine if we could include you in something” Tamaki murmured as he and Kyoya sat around Kyoya’s bedroom. It had been a month since Kyoya had been flogged for the first time and he had dropped a little. Tamaki had been there for him through it all.
When Kyoya had found it hard to concentrate Tamaki had helped him study. When he second guessed whether Tamaki was pleased with him Tamaki had provided reassurance. When Kyoya had decided he was disgusting for crying in front of Tamaki and showing such weakness it was Tamaki who had told him that it was in fact the strongest Kyoya had ever been. Soon enough Kyoya was his normal self again and Tamaki made sure he stayed that way. Now it seemed Tamaki had a new adventure planned for the Ootori.
“Does this friend have a contract?” Kyoya enquired.
”They do. It’s very similar to that other contract I have but... Well... They do this for a living. Not prostitution or anything but they do demonstrations. They like to rehearse what they are going to do sometimes and that’s where I come in”
”They’re a professional sub?” Kyoya’s interest was roused by this new development. How much about Tamaki didn’t he know?
”Ummm... Actually...” Tamaki blushed and scratched behind his head, “They’re a professional dominant. I act as their submissive from time to time. Helps me become a better dominant and I like to switch sometimes anyway”
”I see...You can do that? Switch?”
”Absolutely” Tamaki nodded.
”So... What do you want me for in all this? I assume this would be a rehearsal”
”I was thinking you could play the audience. Would be educational for you and would help them as well... Give you an idea of how intense it can be.”
Kyoya thought about it. On one hand it could be an interesting insight into a world he was curious to learn more about. On the other hand he didn’t know if he was ready to see something that intense. Especially if Tamaki was involved. Lately Kyoya had been feeling more attached than usual to his best friend. He didn’t want to share. He certainly didn’t want to see Tamaki get hurt.
“I certainly wouldn’t make you come but they said they wouldn’t mind. You don’t have to worry about them knowing who you are. They’ve kept my secret since they introduced me to BDSM in the first place” Tamaki informed Kyoya.
”Were you lovers?” Kyoya asked, that weird pang rearing it’s ugly head again.
”Oh goodness no!” Tamaki laughed “They’re asexual... They are in it for the play and not the sex”
This had Kyoya somewhat satisfied but now he really wanted to see for himself. Inquisitiveness and jealously won the day and he agreed to watch. Thus the Ootori found himself in the very basement room he had snuck into when he’d first seen Tamaki. This time as an invited guest.
It wasn’t long before Tamaki, dressed in only the male equivelent of a G string, was suspended vertically by two ropes. Kyoya noted that these ropes had been fashioned into much longer and thicker cuffs than the ones Tamaki had used on him. The beautiful design created by the knots had Kyoya wondering how long it would have taken to learn.
The dominant was an older male in his mid twenties and it was clear there was absolutely nothing sexual between him and Tamaki from the start. They were more like brothers. Kyoya had to admit it was interesting hearing the man talk about how to correctly suspend someone and for how long the various suspensions could be maintained. He also talked about safety in great detail which comforted Kyoya somewhat as he saw his blonde friend dangling helpless.
What he wasn’t ready for was Tamaki being blindfolded and then struck. Kyoya had expected Tamaki to be struck at some point but he was struck so hard with the paddle that bruises immediately began to form on his pale backside. He could see Tamaki’s body trembling from the agony from where he sitting. Then the flogger was used on Tamaki’s back way harder than it had been used on Kyoya.
As blow after blow was dealt Tamaki’s screams became gasps. Kyoya noticed the blonde head falling forward while the limbs seemed to become limp.
”The submissive in subspace needs very special care...” Tamaki’s friend was saying “notice the limpness? It’s not unusual for a submissive to ask for more when in this state. As a dominant it is important you know when to stop. Because of the style of suspension I am going to end this part of the play here. This can be painful for the submissive...”
Sure enough Tamaki screamed in garbled French when his arms were released and he fell into the arms of the dominant. The dominant quickly undid the rope cuffs and held Tamaki as he convulsed in agony. Then they rubbed Tamaki’s arms in order to stimulate blood flow back into the limbs. It wasn’t long before Tamaki fell silent and Kyoya was worried that he’d passed out but then Tamaki’s arms moved a little.
”Are you with us Tamaki?” the dominant asked gently. Kyoya listened worriedly for a response until Tamaki’s voice uttered a few syllables.
“As you can hear subspace can be so intense that speech becomes difficult but I can assure you he is fine” Tamaki’s friend chuckled and Tamaki confirmed this by giggling breathlessly and sighing.
Kyoya was invited to approach seeing as the main objective of the rehearsal had already been done with the suspension and reluctantly the Ootori took up the offer. Up close the marks on Tamaki’s back and the bruises on his butt looked even worse. So did the marks on Tamaki’s wrists.
”Tamaki? Kyoya is here... Do you want Kyoya while I get your blanket and some cream and some ice?”
”Ky... Mph...Mmmmhmm” Was Tamaki’s response. It sounded affirmative so Tamaki was carefully passed into Kyoya’s arms. The blonde was still trembling slightly and he was completely limp. Glassy eyes slowly opened to look up at Kyoya and the Ootori looked down at them with concern.
”Tamaki? Are you quite alright?”
A goofy grin appeared on the blondes face and he nodded slightly before bursting into uncontrollable giggles.
“You’re not really here at all right now... Are you” Kyoya gently moved Tamaki’s bangs out of his face.
Tamaki blinked stupidly before shaking his head a little and giggling again.
”He’s floating far away in subspace right now” Tamaki’s friend informed Kyoya with a chuckle “I pushed him pretty hard today.”
”This is a good thing though right?”
“Provided he gets the proper aftercare absolutely... Now here’s your blanket Tamaki... snuggle up in there and Kyoya can hold you? Would you like that or would you like me?”
Tamaki nuzzled Kyoya and sighed contentedly in reply.
“Seems like you have been chosen” Tamaki’s friend seemed more amused than jealous, but then Tamaki’s hand reached out and took that of his dominant.
”You’re very welcome Tamaki and I promise I’m staying too” Tamaki’s friend smiled.
Over the next hour Kyoya watched Tamaki slowly come back to earth from whatever high he was on. Well at least enough to be a little more aware of his surroundings.
”Hi there” he murmured when those violet orbs focused on him.
”Hmmm...Hi...” Tamaki smiled that goofy smile.
“Where did you go off to? You were gone a while.”
”Floating...So nice” Tamaki was clearly still completely high as kite but Kyoya felt better now some words had passed the blondes lips.
“Is that so... Do you think you could come back to me soon?”
“Mmmmmhmmm...Back to Kyoya...” Tamaki agreed.
”I usually stay over at his place when he’s like this. I often pour him a nice bath to soak in and give him chocolate. Lots of chocolate.” Tamaki’s friend told the Ootori.
”He is in the room...” Tamaki informed them both “‘M not a child...”
”You certainly look like one right now all curled up in your blankie.” The dominant teased and Tamaki gave him a half hearted whack before another giggle escaped him.
“You shouldn’t be alone tonight Tamaki... Who would you like to stay with you and pamper you?” Tamaki’s Dom asked gently.
”Kyo... If that’s okay... You’ll be okay?” Tamaki squeezed his friends hand.
”Make sure you call in the morning and I should be just fine. I have my kitten to check up on anyway. Last time I stayed with you she destroyed my apartment!”
”’Kay wiv Kyo?” Tamaki looked to Kyoya.
”I don’t see the harm... As long as I’m told what to do...” Kyoya felt a little pleased that Tamaki wanted him. Tamaki’s dominant friend seemed content with this arrangement and so Kyoya found himself staying at Tamaki’s place.
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