Mamoru's Punishment

Title: Mamoru’s Punishment
Series: Sailor Moon
Characters: Chiba Mamoru (King Endymion) and Chiba Usagi (Neo-Queen Serenity)
Synopsis: Chiba Mamoru has a secret that he’s been hiding from his wife for years. What happens when Usagi finds out?
Warning: Male Anal, Domination, Bondage
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon

Mamoru Chiba thought he had always been the one in control. True, it was his beautiful wife who ruled their shining city but deep within the recesses if their bedroom he reigned. Nights filled with endless passion, cum stained sheets and throbbing sexes were his kingdom and needless to say he enjoyed every moment. That is until she decided it was time for a change.

The day had been long for both of them, Endymion as he was formally called sighed as he signed the last of the paperwork he was reviewing. The light had fallen long since and he worked by crystal powered lamplight. The proposals that Ami Muzino was putting forward for the health sector was as always well thought out and very logical. All it waited for was his signature and then hers.

He stretched, almost painfully and he sighed again. He glanced at her picture, alone in the corner and picked it up. She was beautiful with her golden silk spun hair and tight, lithe body. That ever familiar longing started to rise up within him and he coughed in embarrassment even though no one was there. He blushed a rosy pink as he placed the picture frame down and with a glance around he pulled out a key from a secret department under his desk.

Carefully he pulled open the last drawer and scattered the loose paper away from the tiny hole on the bottom. He stuck the key into the opening and turned it, revealing a false bottom. Inside were several magazines, toys that he didn’t want to even think about and most important thing, another picture frame. He had the same hair as her but his eyes sparkled with a serious yet mischievous gleam.

He placed his fingertips upon the glass, leaving two spiraled imprints as he sighed. Motoki, I never had the chance to tell you, he thought to himself. So many years spent as just friends and I spent all of that time just wishing I could tell you how I really felt. Mamoru jerked out of the reverie as he could feel his shaft becoming harder within the silk confinement of his boxers. Between the thoughts of his wife and the lover he never had he was becoming more and more aroused.

Swiftly he unzipped himself and placed the picture of Motoki before him. Inspired he placed the image of his wife beside it and breathlessly began to stroke his cock. Soon his member was a rigid rod, trembling in his fist and he groaned, throwing back his head. His asshole was contracting, making him wish that it was filled to the brim with Motoki’s dick while his beautiful wife rode his cock. That was too much then and he cried out as long spurts of creamy white cum covered his hand.

Quickly he cleaned himself up and frowned as guilt he always felt when hit him. He sat back down in his leather chair, head in his hands and he closed his eyes. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his wife, far from it but there were times when he wished it was Motoki’s breath urging him on instead. Oh Usagi, he thought. I’m so sorry.

~*~

Mamoru allowed himself to calm down for a full hour, not wanting to alarm Usagi or Serenity as she was called with his air of guilt. It wasn’t just that, he wanted to rid his head of Motoki before he went to their bed. After jerking off earlier he wasn’t sure if he could even think about pleasing her but smiled anyways. Usagi always knew how to get a rise out of him.

He walked the palace halls, nodding at guards, servants and dignitaries alike. He climbed the many stairs to their tower bedroom that overlooked the sleeping city of Crystal Tokyo. Not surprising the lights were out in the royal bedchamber and so he stripped down, preferring to sleep naked and slipped under the covers.

Usagi instinctively rolled over in her sleep with a slight whuff and curled herself around him. He smiled down at her and prepared himself for a good nights rest. He was just on the brink of sleep when he felt cold hard steel snap itself against his left wrist and before he could fully wake the other wrist was trapped as well. His eyes snapped open to find the bright sparkling cerulean blue eyes of his wife staring back. That moment was short lived as she slid from the bed without a sound and he tried his restraints. No good, he was handcuffed to the bed frame behind him.

“Usagi,” he said with a slight growl. “Let me go this instant.”

“No,” came the soft voice within the darkness. Her voice was odd, he could hear the controlled anger beneath her tone. “You’ve kept a secret from me Mamo-chan.”

“What?” he exclaimed, his pupils becoming large with fear.

“Did you think I would not find out?” she asked, coming closer yet he still could not see her in the damn dark. “I know you better than you know yourself love.”

With that she finally opened the light and Mamoru gasped, clenching his eyes shut as the light pierced him. Finally the red and green spots disappeared and he reopened them. He gasped. Before him was a collage of pictures, mostly him in his office and in almost all of them he had his hand wrapped around his thick cock, a look of ecstasy on his face. It was Motoki’s picture that alarmed him the most.

“The whole palace is bugged, love,” came her voice from walk-in closet. “Ami came to me with these images months ago, unsure what to do with them.”

“I-I can explain,” he replied weakly and he was answered by a short chuckle.

“I’m sure you could but it would never be enough,” she said with a bit of sadness. “I felt betrayed when I saw those pictures but today I watched you and I see now that you have not betrayed me after all.”

“What do you mean?” he asked suspiciously. Another short laugh.

“Today it was BOTH of our pictures, love,” she replied with humor. “And so I understand you now, your heart is torn and you love us both but in this marriage there is no room for another and so I must make you all mine once again.”

Mamoru had never been more confused in his life and he sputtered until Usagi stepped out from the closet. His mouth hung open in shock and despite his earlier release he could feel his cock rising back up to attention. Before him stood his gloriously naked wife, her breasts heaving with anger and love but his eyes traveled lower until they reached the huge black cock that bounced with each breath.

Tightly tied around her waist, the harness bit into her white flesh of her thighs and her buttocks. The cock stood erect and proud, the bulbous head large and the shaft veined. It was at least eight inches in length and two inches wide. Mamoru’s nostrils flared with excitement and his cock twitched.

“Tonight I’ll give you what Motoki never could,” she purred seductively as she inched closer to the bed and climbed on, her hand resting upon his thigh. “I’ll be your Motoki whenever you wish on one condition.”

“A-and what’s that?” he gasped, his head light with sheer longing.

“You are mine Mamoru Chiba,” she murmured into his ear. “After tonight I want all the magazines, all the toys gone. Agreed?”

“What about the picture of Mo- him?” Mamoru asked with a tinge of sadness. Usagi never gave him an answer but sighed as she bit down onto his earlobe.

“There will be no room for making love tonight,” she whispered as she came up for air. “I mean to punish you Mamoru Chiba for what you done to me.”

With that gave him a hard and long kiss on the mouth. She ruthlessly pried his lips open and it would have been raping his mouth if he hadn’t been so willing. Dominating him with just one kiss Mamoru realized that she must have her way with him, no matter where it led, or else his betrayal would never die. Usagi broke free and rose up to straddle his chest, the black fake cock staring up at him

“Suck me as you would him, Mamoru.” There was no room for objection, just a straight forward order that he knew he’d better follow or else she’d never forgive him. With a bit of hesitation because real life was quite different than a fantasy and prepared himself for his first taste of cock, even it was a fake one.

She was right, there was no room for love as she slid into his open mouth. Pressing her hands against the wall behind him, she let the shaft sink in as deeply as she could without cutting off his air flow. Mamoru breathed heavily through his nose as she pulled out only to slowly slide back in. Over and over she thrust, slowly at first before picking up her pace and Mamoru found himself choking on her. It was one of the most exciting things he had ever done.

“That’s right Mamo-chan, suck my cock,” she murmured throatily as he coated her in his saliva and he grunted in response. “Suck it like you would Motoki’s.”

Soon she was hammering at his mouth, stretching his lips in the most painful of ways yet he had never been more aroused in his entire life. Her supple ass grazed his chest over and over again, causing him to moan around her. He could swear he could feel the hard bud of her clit rubbing against the soft curls of his chest hair.

Extracting herself from his eager mouth she lifted herself off of him and quickly unclasped him. Before he could reach up to grab her, she placed a delicate foot upon his chest and motioned for him to turn over. He did so and once against found himself cuffed. Mamoru gasped with breath because his face was pressed into the silky fabric that was their bed covers. Quickly she positioned him so has ass stuck up in the cool night air and he turned his head to the side so he could breathe properly.

“Will you take your punishment in silence?” she whispered mockingly as she ran the hilt of a riding crop along his sensitive skin. He kept his cool stance, too humiliated and angry to answer her.

His flesh rippled as the crop left him and he anticipated what would come next. Never had he been in this position, so helpless that he couldn’t even free himself if he really wanted to. Usagi was in complete control and he was reminded when the crop bit down onto his skin. Try as he might he couldn’t keep quiet and a small groan escaped his lips.

As though that had been a sign Usagi leaped into a flurry, landing slap after slap upon him. Soon tears poured from his eyes as he soundlessly gasped in pain. Mamoru could imagine that his ass must nothing more than red welts upon former white muscled skin. His thighs were coated with the crops bites and he winced in pain as Usagi spanked him particularly hard. Soon it stopped and his wife leaned her head onto his bruised skin.

“Did you enjoy that muffin?” she asked innocently, batting her eyelashes prettily. Mamoru just gritted his teeth. “Well, the best is yet to come.”

Mamoru was alone for a second but then he felt the chilling drops of cool gelatin upon his skin. It coated his ass crack like a greasy river and he cried out in surprise as Usagi pushed a finger deep into his asshole. Lube crept down, coating him thoroughly and she pumped her finger. Mamoru moaned, never knowing that it could have ever felt this good. If a finger was this incredible, he wondered what a cock would feel like.

Usagi’s fingers left him and he felt the head of her cock press against the puckered opening of his anus. He clenched his eyes and asshole shut as she pressed into him. Something that sounded like a scream passed his throat as she continued to bear down onto him. Deeper and deeper the cock sank until he could feel the fake balls slapping against his own. His cock was rock hard by now.

“Is this how you imagined it Mamoru?” she asked, resting for a moment inside him. “Is this how you pictured Motoki? Dominating from behind?”

“No,” he finally he grunted as she shifted and suddenly his eyes were very clear. “When I imagine him with me, fucking me deep within my ass, I see you there too and you’re riding me like a stallion.”

Usagi’s eyes changed then, love settling back in them for a moment but then it was gone and she began her ultimate punishment. Mamoru howled in pain as she rammed into him and then as his asshole was stretching around her his cries became those of pleasure. All muscles were taught with the unimaginable satisfaction he was receiving from Usagi’s ass fucking.

As he moaned and groaned, he was only partially aware of him calling out Motoki’s name with a particularly hard thrust but after awhile he forgot about him and concentrated fully on his beautiful wife. Soon he was calling her name, loudly and didn’t care if the whole palace heard them. He had never loved Usagi more than at that very moment when his resolve quit him and he finally came.

Her hand was grasped tightly around him as she thrust and jerked in sync. He jumped every time the fake balls slapped against his own, making his testicles tightened in response and he felt like he would cum each time but he held out. Mamoru had always been a virile man but he was determined to ride this out as long as he could. It was no use however and he screamed out Usagi’s name as his cock spurted thick streams of his jizz, covering her slim fingers and the sheet beneath him. His asshole gaped for a moment as Usagi pulled out and she slid up next to him, greedily licking his cum from her fingers.

“I-I love you Usako,” he murmured to her and she looked skeptical for a moment. “I may have loved Matoki at one point but after one glance of you I knew there could be no other for me.”

“Oh Mamo-chan,” she sighed. “I love you too.”

~*~

The next day the monarchs sat upon their raised thrones as the processional of common folks poured into the great hall for the monthly meeting. The royals heard complaints and ideas from the city folk, always keeping an open ear for ways to help govern the city. No one noticed but the Senshi that the King was fidgeting in his seat, shifting from one buttock to the other.

“King Endymion, is there something wrong?” asked Sailor Mars after the people had all left. Endymion glanced at his wife who smirked with knowing smile but still mockingly raised an eyebrow in question. His cheeks reddened and he glanced down gruffly.

“Riding cramps,” he barked out and then Senshi tittered among themselves. With a hard glance at Serenity he vowed that tonight he would repay her for what she did to him and he would use a few tricks from her book as well.

To be continued…