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“Thank you, Sir. I want to be beautiful for you.”
With his lips near my ear, Rick whispered hoarsely, “I want to tear your flesh off with my teeth, but I want you so badly right now, I could take you to that bed and fuck you. Do you want to be fucked, Kanan?”
“Yes, but only when you’re ready to fuck me, Sir. I give myself to you, fully.”
“Fully. Very good. All I’ve wanted since the first time I saw you was you, fully.”
I closed my eyes and started crying. The emotion of the moment, the heat of it and the implications all came together and brought tears from me I hadn’t expected.
“I love you, Kanan. Even without this…stuff, I’d want to be with you every single day.”
I was kissed gently, and Rick let go of my hair, running that hand down my back and resting on the top of my ass. “I’m going to hurt you more, then fuck you. Give me your safeword, Kanan.”
“Red, Sir.”
“Good. You’re so amazing at this.”
I nodded weakly and tried to steel myself for more, but found it came easier, even though Rick did not.
He took the shackles off my wrists and helped me walk to the bed. I thought for a moment that he was making me take a break, but I was pleasantly surprised that wasn’t the case. He pushed me down roughly, slapping my ass as I bounced on the bed. The strap came back, and the first crack was unexpected, though it shouldn’t have been.
My ass was whipped, then my back, after Rick violently flipped up my shirt to expose my skin. Three, four, and I screamed into the mattress, letting that muffle me. Then my shirt was taken off completely, so Rick could whip my upper back. He didn’t miss a bit of me.
Once that was done, the strap made a soft noise when it hit the floor. A soft noise from the thing that had just strung me like a thousand bees. I don’t know why that thought, in the middle of my agony and need for him, stuck out to me among the many others swirling in my mind.
More whispered sounds came to me even as my heartbeat throbbed in my ears. Cloth, his clothes moving over skin as he got undressed. I saw that in my mind, more and more of his beautiful body uncovered. How many times had I watched him undress? Like everything he did it was slow and purposeful, laying each article he’d stripped off neatly on the bed before gathering them and taking them to the hamper.
He did everything with a purpose, with intent. From writing a grocery list to lying on his side as we went to bed, staring at me with smiling eyes. The purpose Rick had that night was simple and base.
He wanted to assert his complete dominance over another man, a man he loved. He wanted so much of me that regular sex would never cut it. Rick wanted my pain, wanted my screams, wanted my fear and darkest desire.
Funny thing was…those were all the things I wanted to give him.
The bed dipped as Rick started to crawl over me, and I smelled him, the subtle cologne he wore, his skin that always smelled of lavender, his hair that smelled of sunshine. He enveloped me inside of his entire being.
Teeth bit into my shoulder as I felt a cock sliding along the crack of my ass. The two conflicting sensations had me reeling. As much as I wanted him inside me, I knew that once he started to fuck me, the real pain would begin.
My wrists were gripped and held to the bed as the biting of my shoulder worsened. He continued to run his sheathed cock over the crack, the lube making it move smoothly.
Teasing and torture. That was a surprise, but it shouldn’t be. Rick was terribly patient, probably coming from fatherhood, but he could outlast me any day. The biting, as much as it hurt, it aroused me to the point where I was begging. His biting into me, weirdly enough, was terribly intimate. The closeness I felt to him right then was far and away more than I had before our session.
It wasn’t that weird. BDSM brought people closer. It takes so much trust and care that it’s hard not to feel intimate with your partner, even those that are just for a night and not a lifetime. Rick was my lifetime. The love I felt for him was so immense, the session was simply bringing more of that out for me. I felt connected to him on a new level, and each time his lips kissed tenderly over the places he’d just bitten, it made me feel like bawling.
The emotion, the love and the sexual arousal battled as Rick’s beautiful cock stopped moving, laying heavily on the crack of my ass. “My beautiful boy, beautiful Kanan,” he purred to me as he continued to sink his teeth into my flesh.
White lights flashed in my closed eyes each time he hurt me, and it hurdled me higher, my body numb and floating. I knew I was rocking my hips, rubbing my cock against the soft sheet on the bed, and I felt my own body enough to understand I was silently pleading with him.
That was it, however, the lightness of me, the freedom I felt, even as I was bound with his hands on my wrists and body on top of mine.
My wrists were brought around behind me, and suddenly they were tied with some kind of smooth rope. I exhaled on the sheet, feeling drool escaping the corner of my mouth.
“Sir…”
“Shh, Kanan. The only word I should hear is your safeword, if you need it. Otherwise, hush.”
I wanted to scream that I’d do anything for him, that I loved being bound by him and I would work the rest of my life to please him in all ways, but he’d silenced me. My only need was to please him, my man, my dominant, the love of my life.
I screeched, but I did it into the mattress, and he chuckled darkly into my ear. “Ready to have a dick in your ass?”
