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He was blindfolded with black fabric, but Leo knew Master was hovering at the foot of the bed. His essence was one of pure, raw chaos. An energy Leo couldn’t ignore even when he could see. With the blindfold, the chaos was all consuming. Master wasn’t a man who took control very often, but would rather ignore authority altogether. Submitting to someone as unbalanced and rage-filled as Master was dangerous. \n\n“Ya know why yer bein’ punished?” \n\nLeo loved danger. \n\nThe bed dipped on the left. The masculine presence was now behind him. Course fingers glided over his exposed bottom.\n\n“I asked you twice.” \n\nLeo’s breath was labored and his heart pounded against his chest. He thought of his answer, gnawing on his bottom lip. \n\n“No.” He knew that wasn’t the right way to answer, but he wanted his punishment. \n\nThe stinging smack across his ass pushed his face against the soft sheets. A muffled whimper escaped his throat\n\n“No, what?” Master hissed out. \n\nLeo’s lips twitched upward for half a second before he answered. “No, Master.” \n\nMaster lightly tapped his bottom. The tap turned into a sensual massage, pulling out a breathy moan from Leo. “That’s a good boy,” he praised. “yer being punished ‘cause ya did somethin bad. What did ya do? I know ya know.” \n\nLeo bit his lip, his heart racing. He swallowed down his nerves and the want to disobey. “I was reckless,” he confessed, his voice full . “I put myself in danger when I didn’t need to.”\n\nNails raked over his thighs. They scraped over teeth-shaped marks. The ghost of a mouth on his flesh sent heat to in between his legs.\n\n“What a good whore,” the word was humiliating and degrading, but being turned on by the word was worse. His cock twitched in his slit and his breath grew labored.\n\nHe bit his lip, stifling any more noises to escape his throat. he wasn’t going show how just being bound and insulted once got him to this state. \n\nThe mattress lost the extra weight and the loose floorboard under the bed leg creaked. Being blindfolded pushed Leo’s other senses. Master had left his side and went to his dresser up against the left wall. The quietness in the bedroom spoke volumes when Master unscrewed a metal cap off its glass bottle. The strong scent of sandalwood mingled with the natural, earthy husk off his master, sending shivers through Leo.\n\nThe presence on his left returned. Fingers danced on his shell. They dragged downward, stopping at the rope holding his arms to his back. Leo’s heartbeat pounded in his chest, his breathing quickened. \n\n“Look at you,” Master’s voice was darker, heavier than normal. “Yer shakin’ an’ I haven’t done anythin’ yet.” \n\nLeo anticipated Master’s muscular and towering frame on his body seconds before Master moved. He half-leaned against Leo, pushing him further into the bed. A finger, coated with slick, slipped inside him. The sudden intrusion caused Leo to gasp. Master’s free hand held him in place. Master lowered his lips to the side of Leo’s head. \n\n“How ya want yer punishment?” Leo didn’t need to see his master’s grin to feel the grin on his voice. “How ya want it, slut?” The finger in him thrusted in-and-out. \n\nLeo bucked against the hand, chasing the feeling. “I...I deserve to be spanked,” he stammered, quivering from the stimulation. “Fifteen.” \n\n“Fifteen?” The chuckle that followed the word consumed him. The finger was joined by another. The two digits thrusted in him, faster and harder. “C’mon, you can take more than fifteen. Twenty-five.” He said with finality. \n\nThe undignified whine escaping Leo’s throat turned to a low moan. He composed himself for the small act of rebellion. “Does that include the first one, Master?” \n\nThe fingers were ripped from him. He wasn’t allowed to mourn the loss. Master grabbed his wrists and pulled him up by the ropes. He inhaled sharply and breathed deeply. Master shifted on the bed and placed him on his lap; Leo’s plastron scraped against Master’s bare legs. Master rubbed his ass in slow, but rough motions. \n\n“Yer really pushin’ it with that smart mouth,” Master hissed. He lifted Leo’s tail, holding it back with one hand. “I changed my mind. Ya ain’t getting twenty-five. We’re stoppin’ at thirty. Start countin’, bitch.” \n\nA cocktail of emotions stirred inside Leo. He clamped down on his natural instinct to take control and did what he was told. “One,” he said, his tone more commanding than he attended to be. \n\nHe heard the smack across his ass before he felt the stunning pain. Leo bucked, digging his feet into the mattress. “Two.” He didn’t allow himself a break. He clenched and gasped at the second firm slap. “Three.” Another. “Four.” Another. “Five.” Another. He let out a low moan and pressed against Master’s hand. “Six.” His slit was swollen and he was ready to drop. \n\n“Yer not gonna drop until I say so,” Master warned, sensing he was ready too. “Keep counting.”\n\nLeo was a sobbing mess by twenty-six. His breathing was labored. His bottom lip was blooded by worrying it with his teeth. “Twe-twenty—twenty-sev,” he bit his lip to get his breath under control. His dick was painfully hard inside him. “Twenty-seven.”\n\nIf he was denied dropping any longer he might have to say avocado for release and just fuck Casey Master like normal. \n\n[i]Smack[/i].\n\n“Twenty-eight,” he forced out. \n\nSmack.\n\n“Twenty-nine.” He was ass was numb, but everything else burned. He needed to drop badly. \n\n“Thirty!” The number came out as a cry, taking the last of his punishment. He bucked against Master’s legs, whining and sobbing. His toes curled and his legs cramped, his muscles tensing as he tried to hold himself in. \n\nMaster massaged his bottom, a gentle contrast from the harsh treatment a moment ago. He bent over and pressed his lips agains the side of Leo’s head. “Ya took yer punishment like a good little slut. Drop.”\n\nLeo obeyed. Releasing his member was like an orgasm. He writhed on top of Master’s lap as col air hit his heated member, choking on his own sobs. \n\nBlunt nails drug into his abused ass. “Ya deserve a reward.” \n\nLeo was shoved to the ground roughly, bruising his knees in the process. Master slid off the bed and stood in front of him. He didn’t need his sight to know what kind of reward he earned. The scent of precum hit him. He licked his bruised lip. He tasted copper, but what he wanted was salt. \n\nLeo opened his mouth wide, unable to hold back his smile. He relaxed his jaw and throat as a coarse hand grabbed the back of his head. All the small scars from years of fighting and working odd jobs were pressed to Leo’s skin. It was the roughness of Master that made him want to submit. \n\nA thick cock filled his mouth without warning. He took the hot member right down to his throat. Hands were on the side of his head, keeping him still to be used. The thrusts started out slow and deliberate.\n\nLeo churred around Master’s cock, vibrating around it. \n\nThe noise triggered Master. He picked up the pace, slamming against the back Leo’s throat.\n\nHe let himself go, giving into master’s control. His blinded vision was clouded by white spots. He melted from the rough treatment, moaning and withering with every use. His own neglected member hung in-between his legs. He didn’t want to be touched. He was happy being used by Master. \n\nHe was on the edge when Master pulled roughly from his mouth. He panted, trying to catch his breath. But Master had other plans. He didn’t talk, his own breathing was harsh and shallow. He grabbed Leo roughly from his bound wrists, holding him up. He forced Leo to bend over the bed. His cock was pressed against his plastron and the silky sheets beneath him. Master lifted his tail back and shoved two fingers back into him. \n\nLeo bucked and churred, “Master,” he groaned out. “Please,” pleading. \n\nMaster stayed silent and kept pumping into him, prepping him. He held Leo with one hand, firm on his shell, as the other worked his entrance. He added two more fingers simultaneously. Leo bit the sheets, keeping him from sobbing. \n\nMaster gave one final thrust before pulling out his fingers. He grabbed Leo’s hips and aligned Leo’s entrance to his throbbing member. Leo braced himself. \n\nBut the sudden intrusion never came. \n\nMaster let go of Leo’s hips and leaned over him, his cock brushing against Leo’s thigh. He untied the blindfold. \n\nThe room was bright and his eyes hurt from being pulled from the darkness. Moonlight streamed from the windows from up above and the side. \n\n“Master?” He asked quietly. \n\n“Keep yer mouth open,” he growled. Leo did as he was told, realizing what Master wanted. The fabric was stuffed into his mouth and then tied back around his head in a sloppy knot. It would be loose the moment Master starting fucking him. \n\nHe grabbed Leo’s hips again and without warning, plunged deep inside. Leo screamed around the fabric. His scream turned into a muffled churr and moan. Master didn’t let him get used to being filled. He pulled out and slammed back into Leo. Out, in. Out. In. His rhythm grew eradicate. \n\nLeo was on fire with every wild movement. His throat was raw from the screaming and meting used. The blindfold slipped from his mouth and down his throat. \n\n“Oh god,” he croaked out, squeezing his eyes shut. He was so close. He just needed permission from Master to cum. \n\nNo actually, he didn’t need Master’s...[s]Casey’s[/s] permission. \n\nFuck this. He can’t take being controlled anymore.\n\nHe wished he could clutch the sheets or bite his fists. As Master fuck him with abandon, he wiggled out of the bindings. If he could focus, he would be free sooner. But once he was, he tore through the ropes. He grabbed the bed, ripping the sheets. \n\n“Fuck, Leo,” Casey Master growled, slamming harder into him. He dug his nails into his hip, breaking his skin. The bed shook under them and rammed against the wall. Casey let out a chant of fucks. \n\nLeo’s body tensed. He bit the torn sheets, muffling his scream. Casey came a second later, bending over him. They rode out their orgasms. Casey collapsed on top of Leo, panting hard. He slowly pulled out and stumbled onto the bed, laying on his back. \n\nLeo stood on shaky legs, grimacing at his boyfriend’s destroyed bedding. “Sorry,” he said, meaning the torn sheets. \n\nCasey sat up, his blue eyes inflamed. Leo didn’t flinch at seeing him enraged. He wouldn’t say this to the human’s face, but Casey was one of the least threatening people Leo met. And his boyfriend was over six feet and built like a tank.\n\n “What da fuck, Leo?” He hissed out. \n\nThe turtle raised a brow ridge. “I’ll get you new sheets.”\n\n“Forget da fuckin’ sheets,” his accent was heavier the angrier he got. “If you wanted to end the role playin’ or whatever da fuck this was, ya should’ve said avocado. This’s shit’s fuckin’ dangerous.” \n\nLeo blinked, a bit shocked that was why Casey was angry. He scratched his head. “I had it under control.”\n\nCasey pinched the bridge of his nose. “Leo, da whole point of be in a submissive,” he said slowly. He wrapped his arms around Leo’s waist and shell and pulled him close. “Is that yer not in control. That’s what ya wanted. That’s what we talked about what ya wanted after last week with the PDs. Ya said ya wanted lose control or some shit.” \n\nLeo’s eyes darted away from Casey’s. “I know...but it was hard to get into the mindset.”\n\n”I knew it wouldn’t work,” Casey admitted. 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White rope burned into Leo’s skin. The course material were wrapped around his arms eight times, his hands secured behind his shell in an elaborate knot. The rope traveled across his plastron in a cris-cross pattern, looping around his legs, and then back up again. He was bent over and on his knees; his ass in the air. His face was pressed against the mattress, the taste of fabric filling his mouth.
Leo could get out. Easily in fact.
But he was learning the value of relinquishing the tightly-held control he had over his life. He was too demanding, too cold, too smothering. Too much of everything. He was lucky he had a Master to teach him to give up control.
It’s why Leo was bound and sitting in this humiliating position. He trembled under the weight of the ropes, fighting back the need to dominate the situation.
“Ya know why yer here?”
Master’s voice was a low growl that surrounded him. He was blindfolded with black fabric, but Leo knew Master was hovering at the foot of the bed. His essence was one of pure, raw chaos. An energy Leo couldn’t ignore even when he could see. With the blindfold, the chaos was all consuming. Master wasn’t a man who took control very often, but would rather ignore authority altogether. Submitting to someone as unbalanced and rage-filled as Master was dangerous.
“Ya know why yer bein’ punished?”
Leo loved danger.
The bed dipped on the left. The masculine presence was now behind him. Course fingers glided over his exposed bottom.
“I asked you twice.”
Leo’s breath was labored and his heart pounded against his chest. He thought of his answer, gnawing on his bottom lip.
“No.” He knew that wasn’t the right way to answer, but he wanted his punishment.
The stinging smack across his ass pushed his face against the soft sheets. A muffled whimper escaped his throat
“No, what?” Master hissed out.
Leo’s lips twitched upward for half a second before he answered. “No, Master.”
Master lightly tapped his bottom. The tap turned into a sensual massage, pulling out a breathy moan from Leo. “That’s a good boy,” he praised. “yer being punished ‘cause ya did somethin bad. What did ya do? I know ya know.”
Leo bit his lip, his heart racing. He swallowed down his nerves and the want to disobey. “I was reckless,” he confessed, his voice full . “I put myself in danger when I didn’t need to.”
Nails raked over his thighs. They scraped over teeth-shaped marks. The ghost of a mouth on his flesh sent heat to in between his legs.
“What a good whore,” the word was humiliating and degrading, but being turned on by the word was worse. His cock twitched in his slit and his breath grew labored.
He bit his lip, stifling any more noises to escape his throat. he wasn’t going show how just being bound and insulted once got him to this state.
The mattress lost the extra weight and the loose floorboard under the bed leg creaked. Being blindfolded pushed Leo’s other senses. Master had left his side and went to his dresser up against the left wall. The quietness in the bedroom spoke volumes when Master unscrewed a metal cap off its glass bottle. The strong scent of sandalwood mingled with the natural, earthy husk off his master, sending shivers through Leo.
The presence on his left returned. Fingers danced on his shell. They dragged downward, stopping at the rope holding his arms to his back. Leo’s heartbeat pounded in his chest, his breathing quickened.
“Look at you,” Master’s voice was darker, heavier than normal. “Yer shakin’ an’ I haven’t done anythin’ yet.”
Leo anticipated Master’s muscular and towering frame on his body seconds before Master moved. He half-leaned against Leo, pushing him further into the bed. A finger, coated with slick, slipped inside him. The sudden intrusion caused Leo to gasp. Master’s free hand held him in place. Master lowered his lips to the side of Leo’s head.
“How ya want yer punishment?” Leo didn’t need to see his master’s grin to feel the grin on his voice. “How ya want it, slut?” The finger in him thrusted in-and-out.
Leo bucked against the hand, chasing the feeling. “I...I deserve to be spanked,” he stammered, quivering from the stimulation. “Fifteen.”
“Fifteen?” The chuckle that followed the word consumed him. The finger was joined by another. The two digits thrusted in him, faster and harder. “C’mon, you can take more than fifteen. Twenty-five.” He said with finality.
The undignified whine escaping Leo’s throat turned to a low moan. He composed himself for the small act of rebellion. “Does that include the first one, Master?”
The fingers were ripped from him. He wasn’t allowed to mourn the loss. Master grabbed his wrists and pulled him up by the ropes. He inhaled sharply and breathed deeply. Master shifted on the bed and placed him on his lap; Leo’s plastron scraped against Master’s bare legs. Master rubbed his ass in slow, but rough motions.
“Yer really pushin’ it with that smart mouth,” Master hissed. He lifted Leo’s tail, holding it back with one hand. “I changed my mind. Ya ain’t getting twenty-five. We’re stoppin’ at thirty. Start countin’, bitch.”
A cocktail of emotions stirred inside Leo. He clamped down on his natural instinct to take control and did what he was told. “One,” he said, his tone more commanding than he attended to be.
He heard the smack across his ass before he felt the stunning pain. Leo bucked, digging his feet into the mattress. “Two.” He didn’t allow himself a break. He clenched and gasped at the second firm slap. “Three.” Another. “Four.” Another. “Five.” Another. He let out a low moan and pressed against Master’s hand. “Six.” His slit was swollen and he was ready to drop.
“Yer not gonna drop until I say so,” Master warned, sensing he was ready too. “Keep counting.”
Leo was a sobbing mess by twenty-six. His breathing was labored. His bottom lip was blooded by worrying it with his teeth. “Twe-twenty—twenty-sev,” he bit his lip to get his breath under control. His dick was painfully hard inside him. “Twenty-seven.”
If he was denied dropping any longer he might have to say avocado for release and just fuck Casey Master like normal.
Smack.
“Twenty-eight,” he forced out.
Smack.
“Twenty-nine.” He was ass was numb, but everything else burned. He needed to drop badly.
“Thirty!” The number came out as a cry, taking the last of his punishment. He bucked against Master’s legs, whining and sobbing. His toes curled and his legs cramped, his muscles tensing as he tried to hold himself in.
Master massaged his bottom, a gentle contrast from the harsh treatment a moment ago. He bent over and pressed his lips agains the side of Leo’s head. “Ya took yer punishment like a good little slut. Drop.”
Leo obeyed. Releasing his member was like an orgasm. He writhed on top of Master’s lap as col air hit his heated member, choking on his own sobs.
Blunt nails drug into his abused ass. “Ya deserve a reward.”
Leo was shoved to the ground roughly, bruising his knees in the process. Master slid off the bed and stood in front of him. He didn’t need his sight to know what kind of reward he earned. The scent of precum hit him. He licked his bruised lip. He tasted copper, but what he wanted was salt.
Leo opened his mouth wide, unable to hold back his smile. He relaxed his jaw and throat as a coarse hand grabbed the back of his head. All the small scars from years of fighting and working odd jobs were pressed to Leo’s skin. It was the roughness of Master that made him want to submit.
A thick cock filled his mouth without warning. He took the hot member right down to his throat. Hands were on the side of his head, keeping him still to be used. The thrusts started out slow and deliberate.
Leo churred around Master’s cock, vibrating around it.
The noise triggered Master. He picked up the pace, slamming against the back Leo’s throat.
He let himself go, giving into master’s control. His blinded vision was clouded by white spots. He melted from the rough treatment, moaning and withering with every use. His own neglected member hung in-between his legs. He didn’t want to be touched. He was happy being used by Master.
He was on the edge when Master pulled roughly from his mouth. He panted, trying to catch his breath. But Master had other plans. He didn’t talk, his own breathing was harsh and shallow. He grabbed Leo roughly from his bound wrists, holding him up. He forced Leo to bend over the bed. His cock was pressed against his plastron and the silky sheets beneath him. Master lifted his tail back and shoved two fingers back into him.
Leo bucked and churred, “Master,” he groaned out. “Please,” pleading.
Master stayed silent and kept pumping into him, prepping him. He held Leo with one hand, firm on his shell, as the other worked his entrance. He added two more fingers simultaneously. Leo bit the sheets, keeping him from sobbing.
Master gave one final thrust before pulling out his fingers. He grabbed Leo’s hips and aligned Leo’s entrance to his throbbing member. Leo braced himself.
But the sudden intrusion never came.
Master let go of Leo’s hips and leaned over him, his cock brushing against Leo’s thigh. He untied the blindfold.
The room was bright and his eyes hurt from being pulled from the darkness. Moonlight streamed from the windows from up above and the side.
“Master?” He asked quietly.
“Keep yer mouth open,” he growled. Leo did as he was told, realizing what Master wanted. The fabric was stuffed into his mouth and then tied back around his head in a sloppy knot. It would be loose the moment Master starting fucking him.
He grabbed Leo’s hips again and without warning, plunged deep inside. Leo screamed around the fabric. His scream turned into a muffled churr and moan. Master didn’t let him get used to being filled. He pulled out and slammed back into Leo. Out, in. Out. In. His rhythm grew eradicate.
Leo was on fire with every wild movement. His throat was raw from the screaming and meting used. The blindfold slipped from his mouth and down his throat.
“Oh god,” he croaked out, squeezing his eyes shut. He was so close. He just needed permission from Master to cum.
No actually, he didn’t need Master’s...Casey’s permission.
Fuck this. He can’t take being controlled anymore.
He wished he could clutch the sheets or bite his fists. As Master fuck him with abandon, he wiggled out of the bindings. If he could focus, he would be free sooner. But once he was, he tore through the ropes. He grabbed the bed, ripping the sheets.
“Fuck, Leo,” Casey Master growled, slamming harder into him. He dug his nails into his hip, breaking his skin. The bed shook under them and rammed against the wall. Casey let out a chant of fucks.
Leo’s body tensed. He bit the torn sheets, muffling his scream. Casey came a second later, bending over him. They rode out their orgasms. Casey collapsed on top of Leo, panting hard. He slowly pulled out and stumbled onto the bed, laying on his back.
Leo stood on shaky legs, grimacing at his boyfriend’s destroyed bedding. “Sorry,” he said, meaning the torn sheets.
Casey sat up, his blue eyes inflamed. Leo didn’t flinch at seeing him enraged. He wouldn’t say this to the human’s face, but Casey was one of the least threatening people Leo met. And his boyfriend was over six feet and built like a tank.
“What da fuck, Leo?” He hissed out.
The turtle raised a brow ridge. “I’ll get you new sheets.”
“Forget da fuckin’ sheets,” his accent was heavier the angrier he got. “If you wanted to end the role playin’ or whatever da fuck this was, ya should’ve said avocado. This’s shit’s fuckin’ dangerous.”
Leo blinked, a bit shocked that was why Casey was angry. He scratched his head. “I had it under control.”
Casey pinched the bridge of his nose. “Leo, da whole point of be in a submissive,” he said slowly. He wrapped his arms around Leo’s waist and shell and pulled him close. “Is that yer not in control. That’s what ya wanted. That’s what we talked about what ya wanted after last week with the PDs. Ya said ya wanted lose control or some shit.”
Leo’s eyes darted away from Casey’s. “I know...but it was hard to get into the mindset.”
”I knew it wouldn’t work,” Casey admitted. He leaned against Leo, nuzzling his neck, peppering him with kisses. “When ya started talkin’ about punishment, Master-slave, bullshit. Yer way too fuckin’ demandin’ in bed for this shit.”
Leo hummed, hugging Casey back. “I got to admit, some of it was hot, but I was also pissed when you called me a bitch and didn’t let me drop.”
Casey stayed silent for moment, his anger melting away. “How about I bathe ya and we talk about this tomorrow. Figure out what went wrong, Okay?” He waited for answer and received a silent nod. “I can make ya tea too.” He offered.
Leo grimaced and pulled away from his boyfriend. “I’ll make the tea, you can start the bath.”
He stood, towering over the turtle. “I’m supposed to take care of ya, babe.”
“You are, by not burning tea leaves.” Leo reached around Casey and slapped his ass. The older man jumped. The turtle flashed a cocky smile. “Now go start the bath.”
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