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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      終わりのセラフ_|_Owari_no_Seraph_|_Seraph_of_the_End
  Relationship:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela/Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou_&_Saotome_Yoichi,
      Hyakuya_Mikaela/Kimizuki_Shihou/Saotome_Yoichi
  Character:
      Hyakuya_Mikaela, Hyakuya_Yuuichirou, Saotome_Yoichi, Kimizuki_Shihou
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Slavery, Master/Slave, Sexual_Slavery, Chastity
      Device, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Heavy_BDSM, Bondage_and_Discipline,
      Edging, Sexual_Frustration, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Dom!Mika, Sub!Yuu,
      Slave!Yuu, Master!Mika, Subspace, Collars, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without
      Plot, Maybe_I'll_find_a_plot, Fluff_and_Smut, Domestic_Fluff, Butt_Plugs,
      Spanking, Tickle_torture, Aftercare, Sleepy_Cuddles, Mirror_Sex, Shower
      Sex, Falling_In_Love, slave_boy_play, Gags, Hoods, Caning, PTSD, Past
      Abuse, Chance_Meetings, Trust, Sounding, Flogging, Urethral_Play,
      Punishment, Erotic_Electrostimulation, Coming_Untouched, Prostate
      Milking, Dubious_Consent
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-07-27 Updated: 2016-08-17 Chapters: 7/? Words: 23796
****** Belong to Me ******
by TrashPanda
Summary
     "Power means control. Control means responsibility. For yourself, and
     most importantly, for your submissive. He's your everything. He
     trusts you. You have to care for him. And in return, he will do his
     best to satisfy you. Together, you will experience pleasure beyond
     anything you've ever imagined. That's what it means to be a Master,
     to be a dominant." -Mikaela: The Master
     "The desire within us which lures us inexorably to kneel and submit
     before the Master, is as natural to us as the impulse to breath. And
     equally undeniable. You can suppress the urge for a time, but its
     force will only grow until it becomes irresistible, and your body
     takes it upon itself to give it what it so desperately needs." -Yuu-
     chan: The Slave
Notes
     Maybe one day I'll create a fic that isn't dirty or Explicitly rated.
     Haha!
     But I was inspired by some BDSM tumblr posts and really wanted to
     write something that's just completely indulgent on it. I don't have
     a plot for this. Not yet anyway. Pretty much just pure BDSM. A guilty
     pleasure could say.
     I'll still work on my others, but coming up with plots is hard. This
     is just for fun.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Stroke of Luck *****
Dark. Tired. Late. Mikaela blinked several times as he tried his best to focus
on the road on his way home from work. It didn't really help to focus his
thoughts, it had been a shitty day at the office in which he was the CEO, and
with his projects having to be put on the backburner over the weekend, he
decided that maybe what he needed was to get home and have some food and some
sleep. Just 10 more miles to go. Almost home.
Considering the fact that the roads were so dark, and that Mika could barely
focus on the road, it was a miracle that he hadn't managed to run the boy over
who had crawled into the road and directly in front of his car.
Mika swerved, brakes squealing as he lurched to a stop and nearly strangling
himself with his seatbelt.. “What the fuck?!!” Adrenaline pumped in his veins
from the near miss, making his hands shaking where they still clutched at the
steering wheel. I straightened and looked over the steering wheel and into the
road.
A boy, just there. He was wearing nothing but a faded pair of blue jeans, no
shoes or shirt. His hands were bound together as well as his ankles with a rope
attaching them all together so his hands couldn't reach his mouth. That
explained why he hadn't gotten up yet. He was also gagged with some kind of
bandana.
Mika opened the door of my car and stepped out. The headlights were still
shining directly at the boy who was breathing as fast and heavily as Mika was.
His bright green eyes glistened while he stared at Mika and he couldn't tell
whether they were full of panic or fear.  Probably both.
As Mika stepped closer, he couldn't help but notice how well built the boy was.
How old was he? 18? 19 tops? Didn't matter. He bent over to pull the gag from
the boy’s mouth.
“What the hell are you doing out here?” Mika asked. He could have laughed at
his own question; asking a tied and helpless boy, who had almost gotten ran
over, what he was doing.
“Please...Sir…” was the boy’s answer.
Mika hesitated. The boy didn't say this in a way that one might address an
elder, or an employer... Could it be?...  Mika stepped closer and helped him
from where he lay on his side to a sitting position on his butt.
“Thank you, sir…” the boy said weakly, licking his lips and looking everywhere
but at the blonde man kneeling before him. “Please, d-do you have a little bit
of water?” He croaked.
Mika pulled himself together, realizing he’d been openly gaping at the pretty
young boy. “Sure.” He stood. “Be right back.” Mika returned to his car, taking
a bottle of water he had rolling around on the passenger seat floorboards. It
was warm from the heater running, but it might help ward off some of the chill
the boy might be feeling from being so scantily dressed. He also retrieved his
pocket knife he kept in his glove compartment.
As Mika returned to the boy, he saw the knife. With a cry he began his attempts
to crawl away from the man.
“Hey, hey it’s alright. It’s ok!” Mika tried to comfort the boy. He was a bit
surprised by his reaction, the boy didn't seem like the fearful kind.
With quick movements, he cut the ropes and visibly saw the boy relax. When he
was free from his his bindings, Mika handed him the bottle of water.
The boy took it cautiously. “T-thank you, Sir…” He opened the bottle and drank
from it greedily, sucking from it as if he were dying of thirst. Maybe he  was.
How long had thing boy been bound and helpless out here?
Mika knelt beside him and watched, letting him drink and watching as his adam's
apple bobbed up and down his smooth throat.
When the bottle was empty, the boy looked down at his lap, as if he were
ashamed that he drank the water like an animal.
“Where do you come from?” Mika finally asked. “What happened to you?”
The boy didn't answer. Instead, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out
a piece of paper and held it out to him.  A note?  Mika thought.
Mika took it and began to read. Everything became clear then. The boy was a
slave, abandoned by his former owner and master, and therefor without a home or
a purpose. Mika shook his head in disbelieve.  Dear god... There were so many
slave shelters in the city, far better methods of getting rid of an unwanted
slave. More humane methods.
“You don't have an owner.” It wasn't a question, and was more directed at
himself than at the slave sitting before him.
But the boy answered anyway. “Yes, Sir. That is correct.”
“What’s your name boy?”
He hesitated. “I...I’m not sure, Sir. ‘Bitch’, I think.”
Mika blanched. “What?”
He looked confused, as if he were trying to figure out what he had done wrong.
“My...my master called me that. But I’m sure that’s not my real name. I don't
know what my real name is though. I am called whatever my master sees fit…”
“Well, ‘Bitch’ surely isn't a fitting name for  anybody.”  Mika said sternly.
“Slave or not.”
Mika searched his mind. The law stated that a former owner who abandoned a
slave, didn't have the duty to inform the officials when he decided to be rid
of said slave. It would be a waste of time to try and find out who this boy’s
former master was before Mika had found him in the middle of a lonely road.
The boy didn't move as Mika thought to himself. Didn't stand, or make any
attempts to run. He just sat and waited patiently, looking up at Mika with
those wide jade green eyes, so innocent and beautiful looking. Deceptively so.
Even then, though, Mika knew that this boy was a born slave, not a criminal
sentenced to slavery.
Mika though about his own situation. As a CEO, he had a nice spacious house
with four bedrooms. His job was demanding and stressful, but he made enough
money to provide for whatever a slave would need. He’d thought about acquiring
one before, but had never really committed to the prospect. Not that he was
against it. But he didn't want to be a neglectful master.
The timing seemed almost perfect. His workload was lessening now that he had
hired a bunch of new interns, and he needed some help around his house once in
awhile. The large place got lonely sometimes, and Mika wasn’t a good cook.
“What were your duties at your master’s home, boy?” He asked the slave.
“Household and sexual service.” The boy answered immediately. Then he blushed.
“My...oh...sorry, Sir…” He looked down again.
“No, no. Go ahead.”
The boy nodded in assent. “My master said I couldn't take enough. Said I was
worthless and a piece of trash who couldn't satisfy a man.” Those green eyes of
his became glossy and regretful. He continued “I--I cannot take much pain…” He
admitted with a tone full of shame.
The letter had read just as much. Mika’s decision had fallen. Regardless, he
asked “What sexuality are you?” He had to know. Did this slave rebel because
his owner was a man? This might be an issue, since Mika himself was interested
in other men. Especially small, cut, green eyed, raven haired boys like this
lovely thing before him.
The boy’s brows drew together in confusion. “I...don't know what you mean, Sir.
I serve my master and owner...is that what you meant?”
Mika smiled. That was all the answer he needed. “Stand up, boy.” He ordered
while rising as well.
The boy obeyed immediately.
Then Mika drew off his long tan trench coat and draped it over the boy’s
shoulders to help him stay warm on this chilly fall night.
“Get into the car, we have a few things we need to do.” Mika said.
The boy walked to the car and climbed into the back seat like a little boy.
Mika couldn't help but smile at that. “ We , Sir?” he dared to ask.
Mika could hear that it had cost the boy some courage to ask something without
being given permission to.
Mika climbed into the driver seat. “First, we’re going to go to the
Registration Center.” Mika explained as he buckled his own seatbelt. “Then
we’re going home.”
Mika could see in the rearview mirror that the boy was skeptical. “H-home,
Sir?” He asked, nibbling his plump bottom lip.
Dammit he’s so cute…  “My home, boy. And soon,  our  home.” he responded.
“Y-you...claim me, Sir? The boy asked with wide, nervous eyes,
Mika smiled again. “Yes and no, boy. I’m not looking for a torture victim. I’m
looking for an obedient and eager boy to help me around the house and keep me
company, entertain me.” Mika turned the car around as he spoke, heading back
into the city. “I have a feeling that you’ll fulfill these criteria. And on our
way to the Center, we will talk and you will answer my questions. Understood,
little one?” Mika kept his voice soft, gentle and unthreatening. He had no
intention of hurting this gift he’d be given.
The boy nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“We’ll begin with your name.” Mika said, glancing back at the slave. “Your name
isn't ‘Bitch’ anymore.” After a moment of thought, a name popped into his head,
as if whatever fates had placed this boy in his path also placed the name in
his mind. “Your name is Yuu-chan.”
There it was. His first smile.
***** Welcome Home, Yuu-chan *****
Chapter Notes
     So since the first chapter was so short, I decided to update the
     second today.
     Idk if I will continue this or not, I guess it depends on how much
     you all want to see more.
     So please, let me know in the comments what you would like! More? No
     more? Should I just work on the others?
     I'll still work on the others too. Don't worry.
     Anyway, here's some fluffy stuff :3
     Enjoy!
On the way to the center, Mika had discovered many things about his new
companion. He was 19, which Mika was relieved about, considering how young the
boy looked.
Yuu-chan had been a slave since he was 8 years old, with little education
leading up to his life as a slave. He was born into the life, and had been
trained properly.
At 16, he began his services as a pleasure slave. He had only one owner as a
pleasure slave, which was his former master. But his former master liked to
beat his boys for punishment, and Yuu-chan would panic in many instances. His
master grew tired of his unwillingness to completely submit to him, so he
decided to discard him.
Mika knew the dynamics of a dom and his sub when owning a slave boy. Yuu-chan
didn't trust his former master, and that was why he would panic. And it was
clear that the man got off on degradation, as evidenced by the name given to
the boy before Mika had renamed him.
If everything checked out at the center, Mika would definitely be keeping him.
He had owned a couple of slaves in the past, and they had all trusted Mika
completely. He’d never harmed them. But when his job became too much, he didn't
want his boys to be neglected, so he had given them a new home with others he
trusted would take care of them. And they were always happy to see him when
Mika went to visit his friends of colleagues with whom he’d gifted the slave
to.
***
Mika pulled into the Center and got out, Yuu-chan waited until Mika gestured
for him to get out of the car before he too opened the door. He stayed two
steps behind Mikaela and slightly to his left as they walked into the Center
together.  The boy has had extensive training. This is great news.  Mika
thought. Now he could use his time with him to mold him into the kind of slave
that fit his preferences.
First things first though. Mika was getting ahead of himself.
The Center was fairly empty since the hour was late. But a bright eyed young
woman at the reception desk looked up at them when they walked in.
“Hello! How may I help you?”
“I’ve acquired a slave and I need him inspected and registered.” Mika said, a
hint of pride in his tone.
The girl’s eyes sparkled when she looked at Yuu-chan. “Wonderful! Just fill
this out.” She handed Mika a clip board. “And I need his prior documentation.”
“He doesn't have any.” Mika didn't even look up from the paperwork he was
filling out. “He was illegally abandoned. I’m claiming him as my own.”
The girl’s brows drew together in confusion as she looked at Yuu, as if she
couldn't quite believe that a slave as fine as he was just thrown away.  I
could hardly believe it either.  “Oh...I am so sorry sweetie.”
Yuu’s face reddened as he studied his bare feet. Shame radiated from him. Mika
put a stop to it. “Here.” Mika handed the girl the note Yuu had given him. “It
explains in here why he was abandoned. It’s been signed by his previous
master.”
The girl read it, looked at Yuu and Mika, then read it again. “Oh, I see…” She
made of copy of the note for Yuu’s file. “Well, since he was abandoned, we will
keep his profile in the system for one week in case the previous owner comes
looking for him.”
Mika scowled at that. “And if he does? Then what? You’ll just return him? After
I have already claimed him?”
“Oh certainly not! It’s just standard protocol. If the slave here was put in a
shelter, then yes, we would return him to the previous owner. But since you
state that you want to claim him, they’d have to go through legalities to
obtain him from you. It also helps the government track owners who have
illegally abandoned slaves in such ways. If he happens to come in here asking
about your slave, he will be fined for his abandonment.”
Mika nodded. “Good.” Though he doubted the man would ever come looking for Yuu-
chan. Finished filling out the registration form, then signed it and handed it
over to Yuu for him to sign to the consent of Mika owning him. If Yuu refused
to sign, he’d be placed into the shelters and become a slave to the system. He
could end up in mines or work camps with other slaves who have been sentenced
for their crimes.
Yuu didn't miss a beat. He took the clip board and signed his new name, then
handed it back to Mika.
Mika beamed with pride. This boy already trusted him. Mika wouldn't be taking
that for granted. He handed the clipboard back.
“Alright! Let's get him into the exam room.” The girl buzzed them into the back
and led them down a hallway, opening a door to a room with a standard exam
table and a couple of comfy chairs.
Yuu sat on the table with his palms on his knees and his back straight, eyes
cast downwards. Mika took one of the chairs.
“The doctor will be in shortly.” The girl said before leaving.
Mika studied the boy. He was so very still as he waited. So obedient. And he
looked smaller than he really was with Mika’s trench coat swallowing him. He
couldn't wait to get him home, to clean him and dress him how he preferred.
Maybe touch him a little and gauge his response. But he’d let him relax tonight
for the most part. The dark circles under Yuu’s eyes showed how exhausted he
was. He must be shaken and traumatized as well. Mika couldn't even imagine; One
day you’re living your purpose and serving your master, and the next you’re
lying bound in a street and nearly run over.
Mika went over their meeting again and again. If he had just glanced away for
an instant, if he had been just a little more tired from work than he already
was, this boy would have been dead.
The doctor entered then. He was a tall, kind looking man with white blonde hair
and blue eyes. Mika stood to shake his hand. “Hello, I’m Dr. Shinya. I’m going
to be examining…‘Yuu’, is it?”
The slave didn't speak, as he wasn't addressed or told to. Mika answered for
him. “Yes, his name is Yuu. I’d like a full panel done for any diseases. Also,
I want him examined for signs of internal trauma or evidence of rape.” He
needed to know these things. If Yuu was raped, then certain things during
playtime would be out of the question. Of course, Yuu wouldn't admit to being
raped. He hadn't said he was when Mika had questioned him during the drive to
the Center. But as a slave, Yuu wouldn't see it as rape. He would see it as
pleasing his master. But as somebody who had owned slaves before, Mika knew the
difference between BDSM and abuse. It was a fine line that often got crossed
with aggressive owners.
“No problem.” Shinya said. “Would you like to stay for the exam?”
Mika nodded. He’d make sure he saw every detail of his newly acquired property.
“Very good.” Shinya turned to Yuu. “Stand and strip for me.” He ordered.
Yuu didn't hesitate. He hopped off the table and drew off Mika’s jacket,
folding it a setting it down, then worked his zipper down and stepped out of
his pants and underwear, folding those as well. The he stood fully, back
straight, feet shoulder’s width apart, and his fingers laced behind his head.
Mika drank in his naked form, raking his eyes from his face, down his muscular
torso and down to his-- “Whoa…” He was pierced. The ladder of barbells running
from the crown to his perineum made Mika wince. He’d be removing those
piercings at the earliest opportunity.
The doctor noticed as well, and the amount of metal of the slave’s prick made
even  his  brows raise. Dr. Shinya grasped the boy’s shaft, pumping it a few
times to stimulate it to half hard. The piercing became more prominent and his
skin stretched tightly around them. “How long have you had these, boy?” The
doctor asked.
“Four months, Sir.” Yuu answered.
“Hmm…” Shinya examined them. “They don’t look properly done.” He told Mika. “If
you like, we could remove these. Some of them are too close to the surface and
unevenly spaced. Since they’re fairly new, there should be minimal scarring.
And we will provide a cream to help erase the scars. I’d recommend waiting a
while if you decide to re pierce him.” He looked at Yuu then. “Do these pain
you, boy?”
Yuu nodded. “Yes, Sir. But it’s my own fault...I...I moved too much when they
were piercing me. I don't like...needles...”
“Take them out.” Mika snapped immediately to the doctor. “I have no desire to
have him pierced.”  I’d prefer him to wear my own decorations.  Mika’s lips
quirked at the prospect. He’d be damned if he let his Yuu-chan wear his former
master’s jewelry.
Yuu was completely still as, one by one, the barbells were removed. The boy
winced here and there, but otherwise showed no signs of protest. When Dr.
Shinya was finished, Yuu’s poor dick looked red and angry. But no signs of
infection. Which was a relief.
“Alright.” Shinya stood and donned a fresh pair of gloves. Bend over the table
and keep your legs spread, palms flat beside your head.”
Yuu did as instructed, and the doctor pressed one lubed up finger into his
hole.
Mika noticed that the boy visibly tensed at the intrusion. Either from
soreness, or improper use.
“No signs of swelling.” Shinya said. The pressed his finger against Yuu’s
prostate. Yuu bit back a groan and spread a little wider. “He’s sensitive
there. Which is rare for a pleasure slave.” Shinya removed his finger and threw
away the glove. “Did your previous master use all your holes, boy?”
“Yes, Sir. But he used my mouth more often. He preferred it because it was less
of a hassle.”
“What do you mean?” Mika asked, puzzled by this information.
“I-it hurt me when he tried to use my ass, so he would use my mouth instead.”
The boy sounded so ashamed when he said this.
But Mika suspected he knew this issue. And it was fear. The boy feared his
former master, didn't trust him. That alone could make anal sex painful. And
from what Mika could glean, the man wasn't a patient one and likely didn't
properly prepare him before the act.
This just made Mika even more excited. The slave hadn't been cunted. That meant
Mika could carve it into him, making the boy’s ass his and his alone, perfectly
fit for him. He liked a challenge, and he could be patient.  The things I’m
gonna do to you boy…
When Yuu stood again and faced the other, his cheeks were flushed. As if he
were shy. Shinya instructed him to put his pants back on as he took Mika’s
blood, then Yuu’s to administer the testing.
“Results will be in by tomorrow. I would suggest using condoms tonight until
you both check out as clean. In the meantime, Mr. Shindo…” Shinya shook his
hand. “Congratulations. From the looks of it, you have a healthy boy here to
take home.”
Mika smiled at Yuu, who was submissively keeping his eyes downcast, that lovely
pink still tinging his cheeks. “Thank you doctor.”
With that, they left the center.
Yuu sat in the back seat again during the ride home. They were both quiet, lost
in their own thoughts.
***
Yuu’s eyes widened upon seeing Mika’s house. Mika was proud of it as well. It
was Western style, built with stone and had a large front lawn and a winding
pathway leading up to the front door. There were no neighbors for at least a
mile in every direction since Mika lived out in the country. It was peaceful.
Fireflies danced amongst the many plants and hedges surrounding the property…
“Coming?” Mika asked halfway down the walkway.
Yuu flushed, then followed. His previous home hadn't been nearly as nice or
well kept as this place. Yuu loved wilderness and trees and open air like this.
His previous owner lived in a city, and Yuu had stayed in an apartment. Though
the apartment had been big, it had always felt cramped, like Yuu was in a cage
at all times whether he was good or bad.
Once they were inside, Mika was very attentive, which made Yuu feel a lot
better. He was afraid of what he should do, and feared that his new Master
wouldn't give him proper instruction, so he’d be left to fend for himself. But
he didn't.
“Strip, Yuu-chan, gather your clothing, then follow me.”
Yuu obeyed immediately, hastily folding his clothes and holding them in his
arms while Mika locked the front door and removed his shoes. Then without
looking back, Mika started through the house.
Yuu dutifully followed, trying to concentrate on where he was walking and not
gape at the interior of his master’s home. He’d have plenty of time for that
later.
Mika led him into a room where the laundry facilities were. “Throw those in
that basket, you won't be needing them in this house. Come.”
Yuu threw them in the basket then continued to follow. Next, Mika led him into
a large bathroom was a raised jacuzzi tub that looked like it had rarely ever
been used. The white marble flooring gleamed with cleanliness, and Yuu felt
grubby and unworthy all of a sudden. His face heated.
Mika noticed. “What’s the matter, Yuu-chan?” His voice was so gentle, he
sounding so genuinely caring, that Yuu found it easier to voice his concerns.
“I don't want to dirty your clean bathroom. I...was left out there for over a
day. And everything is so white and clean…”
Mika moved to stand before the boy. He wasn't that much taller than the slave,
but Yuu still had to look up at him, making the Master seem more intimidating.
“Listen to me, boy” Mika began in a stern tone. “I am aware of how filthy you
are. Which is why we’re in here. But that doesn't make you any less valuable to
me. You belong to me now, understand? Look at me.”
Yuu raised his eyes nervously. “Yes, S-sir…”
“Good.” Mika stroked the boy’s cheek. “Now, I’m going to fill this tub up with
nice hot water and bubbles. I want you to use the soap and conditioner twice. I
want you to wash your body thoroughly and take your time and relax. I will
watch over you in case you fall asleep, so you don't drown. But if you do, it’s
alright. Once I feel you have soaked long enough, we will go from there.
Understood?”
Yuu blinked at him for a moment. His master was ordering him to... pamper
himself? This was new. But Yuu nodded.
“Use your words, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu jumped out of his daze. “Y-yes Sir! Sorry Sir!”
Mika smiled again and walked over to start running the bathwater. “Don't be so
nervous. It’s your first night here after all. I don't expect you to know
everything I desire from you.”
How could he  not be  nervous? He had just been abandoned, then picked up by a
stranger. Though this beautiful blonde haired blue eyed Master of his seemed
very kind and understanding, Yuu was still shaken and unsure of what his role
was. He didn't want to displease this man, only to be thrown away again.  So
tired of being thrown away... Yuu inwardly shook himself. If his Master wanted
him gone, then that’s what his Master would get. He lived to serve. He lived to
please his Master. And if taking a long hot bath would please Mika, then Yuu
would be as leisurely as possible.
Once the bath was full to the rim with bubbles, Yuu hopped in as ordered. The
water sloshed over the edges and onto the pebbled floor underneath and
surrounding the perimeter of the tub like a natural draining system. Nothing
puddled onto the floor.  Cool…
“Is the temperature alright?” Mika asked.
“Yes, Sir. Thank you so much.” Yuu was grateful for this. He half expected to
have to perform a service as soon as he stepped in the door. But he had been
given a chance to center himself and accept his new situation, to assess it.
Already, Yuu felt better off with Mika than he had with anybody else.
Yuu washed his hair twice and conditioned it. The strands fell into silky hanks
around his face and smelled slightly sweet. He scrubbed his body, between his
legs, slightly hissing as he washed his shaft. But it was far more comfortable
without the piercings. Yuu would have been able to handle being pierced, if it
weren't for him being held down like he was about to receive a punishment. Yuu
had panicked, and had paid the price for his unwillingness. For years, his
master had made him do things after instilling fear in him. Yuu had tried to be
good, he really did. But everything had always hurt so much, and it conditioned
him to think that whenever the man held him down, it was going to be pain. A
punishment was different, Yuu could handle a punishment because he knew he’d
done wrong. But pain for no reason? It scared him. Because he couldn't atone
for anything, and wouldn't receive forgiveness afterwards because he’d done no
wrong. It was just for Master’s pleasure. He’d gotten used to it, but that
didn't mean he reveled in it.
Yuu sat in the tub until the water began to cool. About a half an hour. He
could feel Mika’s gaze on him the entire time, scrutinizing him. But neither
said a word the entire time.  Does he regret taking me in?  At the thought, Yuu
stood, looking at Mika expectantly.
Mika straightened, meeting Yuu’s eyes. “Are you finished bathing?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Mika walked over with a towel, handing it to the boy and helping him from the
tub.
Yuu quickly dried off, then dropped to his knees. “Sir...If I may...I would
like to thank you for your generosity.”
Mika smiled down at him. He knew what the boy wanted to do, but that wasn’t
Mika’s goal here. The boy needed training. He wanted Yuu-chan to be his perfect
boy. To be needy for his Master. A routine blowjob as a thanks would feel nice,
but it wasn't what Mika wanted. No. He wanted much, much more. “You’re such a
good boy. You’ve made me very happy with you so far with your obedience. But I
don't want to be serviced right now. I want you to be healthy. Do as I say,
Yuu-chan. That’s how you can thank me.”
Yuu glanced up, confused, but answered “Yes, Sir.”
“Go brush your teeth. I’ll return in a minute.”
Seeing his new slave on his knees like that made Mika’s loins stir with
interest. The boy was beautiful, especially all nice and clean. But now wasn't
the time. Mika went to the guest room and retrieved a pair of sweatpants for
Yuu, then returned to the bathroom. Yuu had already brushed his teeth and
combed his wild hair, knelt in the waiting position with nothing but the towel
around his waist, his palms on his thighs.
Yuu’s chest rose and fell heavily, as if he were upset and trying to stem off
his tears. “Yuu-chan? Speak to me. What’s bothering you?”
Yuu sniffled, squeezing his eyes shut tight and balling his fists. “I-I’m just
so grateful...I thought--” another sniffle. “I thought I was going to die...and
then--then I thought I was going to be sent to the mines…” The boy’s breathing
became faster. “I-I’m sorry, Sir...I don't mean to cry…”
Mika’s heart twisted, he didn't like seeing his slaves in distress. Already, he
cared about this boy and wanted his happiness. It was his duty to care for him,
to make him comfortable and make him feel safe. “Shh...it’s ok beautiful. Your
tears are valid, don't be ashamed to cry because you’re afraid. I understand
you’ve been through a lot tonight. Which is why I don't expect you to do
anything this evening. I want you to feel comfortable and safe. You don't have
to fear me, sweet boy.”
Yuu’s shoulder’s shook as he cried, but a small smile graced his lips.
“Here.” Mika handed him the sweatpants and a shirt. “Let’s get you dressed and
fed. In my home, you will either wear sweatpants, shorts, or nothing at all.
For now, you wear this.”
Yuu took the clothes and stood to slip them on. The material was warm and soft
and smelled brand new. “Thank you, Sir.” Yuu said, still afraid to look his
master in the eyes.
Mika ran the backs of his fingers along the boy’s jawline, then tipped his head
up to force Yuu to meet his eyes. “Are you...hungry?”
His master said this in such a way, as if he was asking if Yuu wanted to be
fucked. His voice low, sultry...breathy...Yuu released a shaky breath. “Y-
yes...S-sir…”
“Good!” He released the boy’s face. “I have just the thing. I hope you like
vegetables.”
.
Mika fed his slave a large salad with lots of chicken and vegetables. The boy
was well built, but he preferred to keep his slaves fed a strict, high fiber
and organic diet to match his own.
After their meal, Mika ushered Yuu to his bedroom. For a moment, Yuu looked
lost in the spacious Master room, unsure of what to do, so he decided to kneel
in his waiting position as Mika changed. Which was fine. As Mika gently urged
Yuu into the bed with him, Yuu’s eyes got a glossy, lust filled look to them.
His skin grew hot as he cuddled in next to Mika, gently nosing at his neck,
smelling his Master, wriggling closer and closer.
If Mika were a lesser man, he would have rutted the boy that very night. But
Mika was strong of will. He had a goal to achieve, and it would be blown if he
gave into his baser instincts. Even when he felt Yuu’s erection pressing
against him, he couldn't help but feel elated. The boy liked him, and already,
he was being so cute and needy, subtly rocking his hips against Mika’s thigh
and trying to tempt him to play.
“Sleep, Yuu-chan.” Mika turned to his side to gaze at his boy. Just the top
half of his face peeked out from under the covers; bright and shining green.
The most beautiful green Mika had ever imagined. Like new leaves in the
springtime. How could anyone want to be rid of such an exquisite young slave?
This boy wasn't useless or trash, like his former owner had stated. The boy
just needed to right motivation. And Mika was certain that he was the perfect
master for him.
Mika drew the boy closer, cupping his nape and, so very gently, brushed their
lips together in the most tender kiss he’s ever given another.
Yuu’s breath hitched at the slight contact. Even though it wasn’t a full kiss,
it still sent sparks shooting through him. Making him want more.
“Tomorrow, Yuu-chan. For now, we need to rest. Ok?”
Yuu sleepily, almost in a pouting way, said “Ok. Goodnight, Sir.”
Mika’s chest fluttered. This slave was just too damn cute. “Goodnight, Yuu-
chan. I’m happy I have you here in my bed tonight.” And it was the truth.
Usually, Mika didn't let his slaves share his bed unless they had been having
sex beforehand. But it had been so long since Mika had slept next to somebody,
and this boy was in so much need of comfort and reassurance, that Mika couldn't
help but want to coddle and spoil him. Especially on his first night.
He closed his eyes. He had the whole weekend to explore his new companion. He
felt almost giddy with anticipation. He couldn't wait to have more of this boy.
***** Nobody Likes a Tease... *****
Chapter Notes
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     we're getting there.
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Mika blinked open his eyes as he gently regained awareness. For a moment, he
had forgotten the events of the previous night and nearly startled at the sight
of a mop of shiny black hair poking out from under the covers.
When it all came back to him, he smiled and lifted the blanket to have a look
at the boy. He was still sleeping soundly; snoring slightly, mouth opened as he
lay curled in a little ball.
Mika had hoped that he hadn't mistaken the boy’s character. He had taken a
chance, letting a slave whom he didn't know their past behaviors or
transgressions and let him share his bed. But if his new boy was the violent
type, he would have tried something already.
Yuu-chan stirred, then blinked opened his own eyes like a sleepy kitten before
they gazed up at Mika.
“Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?” Mika smiled softly at him.
Yuu flushed a little. From being called beautiful, or from being watched as he
slept, Mika wasn't sure. It was endearing nonetheless.
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”
Mika lay back down, taking a few moments to indulge himself with petting the
boy’s hair. It was so soft and thick, slightly long, but shorter than Mika’s
own. Mika liked it. “Would you like some breakfast?”
At that very moment, Yuu’s tummy growled in answer. He blushed ruefully.
Mika’s smile widened. “I’ll take that as a yes, then.”
.
They went to the kitchen together, and Mika ordered Yuu to sit at the bar stool
while he prepared their breakfast. Mika didn't have any qualms about his slaves
sitting at the tables or breakfast bar. Only in public, or if his slaves were
being punished, would he have them take their place on the floor at his feet.
But Yuu had been very good so far, and needed to be eased into his new role
here.
Mika made them blueberry waffles, scrambled eggs and a bowl of fruit. Yuu ate
like he was starving, groaning in pleasure with each syrupy bite of waffle.
Mika ate a lot slower, watching his boy with open amusement. His manners were
atrocious, but he’d correct that later. For now, he was enjoying those little
noises way too much.
When Yuu noticed his master staring, he slowed, swallowed, then said “Sorry,
Sir…”
Mika cleared his throat and drank some coffee. “You might choke, the way you’re
shoveling it in like that.”
Yuu’s pink tongue darted to his lip to lap up a drop of syrup clinging to it.
Mika’s blue eyes followed every movement, and he nearly groaned at the image of
this boy licking Mika’s cum from his lips with that quick little tongue…
“...I’ve never had such great food before.”
Mika realized then that Yuu was still talking.
“You’re an amazing cook, Sir.” Yuu blinked at Mika’s heated look when he noted
it. A slow, small smile quirked on Yuu’s lips. The boy dipped a finger in the
syrup, the sucked it off…
“Hmm…” Mika stood, uncaring if the boy saw his semi hard cock, he’d become very
familiar with it sooner or later. He pinched Yuu’s chin as he loomed over him,
forcing Yuu to meet his eyes. “Are you being a tease, Yuu-chan?” God help him
if his new slave was a cock tease. He feared he was already lost to this boy.
“N-no Sir...I wouldn't dare…”
Oh but he would. Because he had. Mika bent down and kissed him. It wasn't as
gentle of a kiss as last night. This was filled with a bit more lust, and some
anticipation. And it made Yuu’s toes curl.
“You better not be, or else...I’ll tease back.” Mika said this in a way that
was almost threatening.
Yuu swallowed nervously. He pulse raced--
“Now,” Mika stood, all hints of lustiness evaporating. “Since you’re finished
eating, there’s some things we need to do. First, you said you know how to do
housework. Can you clean up breakfast for me?”
Yuu looked past Mika into the sleek, modern kitchen. He was sure he could
figure out where things went...eventually…He’d do his best for his new master.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy. I’ll be back.”
.
As Yuu cleaned the dishes and the kitchen, albeit slowly and with great care so
he wouldn't break any of the expensive looking appliances, his eyes kept
wandering to where his master was. The man got bussied himself on his computer
for a while, before taking a phone call and walking into the other room for
privacy.
When Yuu managed to clean everything and place the dishes into the heated
drying rack, he wasn't sure what else he should do. So he went to the living
room where Mika was previously on his computer and waited on the floor; on his
knees, hands on his knees and eyes cast down.
Mika walked in a a few moments later and stood before him. Yuu kept his eyes
down and waited to be given an order. Mika was still on the phone, speaking in
a language Yuu didn't understand.
Mika ran his fingers through Yuu’s hair as he continued to talk to whoever was
on the other line. Yuu chanced a glance up, seeing his Master’s crotch was eye
level with his face. He’d seen the outline of his hardness through his
sweatpants earlier. From when Yuu had teasingly sucked his finger.
Yuu never considered himself a needy slave. He’d just done his duty to his
master, though when it came to anal sex, Yuu had performed poorly. Mostly
because his former master was so rough and hasty. But with Mika’s tenderness,
and how he’d been so kind and had taken care with him, Yuu wanted very badly to
worship his Sir’s cock with his mouth in thanks. But Yuu knew better. He
wouldn't dare touch until he was given permission.
Mika got off the phone as he gazed down at Yuu, his eyes alight with happiness.
“Good news, boy. That was doctor. Our results came back clean.”
Yuu’s heart sped up. Did that mean he could finally taste this beautiful man he
had the privilege of calling his Master?
“Yuu-chan…” Mika said, in a tone that almost brooded a warning. “I know what
you think this means. But you are not ready.”
Yuu opened his mouth, about to protest, but the look in Mika’s eyes made him
wise up and shut his mouth.
“Understand me, boy,  I  will be deciding when and where the pleasure between
us derives. But that being said, you have been good so far. Let’s keep this
behavior up, and you will be rewarded.”
Yuu perked up at that. He could be good. Especially when a reward was promised.
“Come, let's get ready Yuu-chan. We have a couple of places we need to go.”
 
***
 
Mika dressed Yuu in a new pair of jeans and a t-shirt, along with some tennis
shoes. Casual clothing, that made Yuu look as if he were simply Mika’s
companion and not his slave. Which made Yuu incredibly uncomfortable. He had no
signs of ownership to indicate that he belonged to Mika, and as they strode
down the shopping district of the city, Yuu received many leering, and
possessive looks. As if they would snatch Yuu up at any moment, any Mika would
never even know.
Yuu sidled closer to his Master as they walked, nearly tucking himself under
Mika’s arm.
“You ok, Yuu-chan?” Mika asked. He had noted the boy’s behavior, how uneasy he
was out here in public. Perhaps he didn't go out very often with his previous
owner?
Yuu shrugged his shoulders.
Mika stopped walking and grabbed the boy by the arm to stop him as well. “I
will only tell you this once, boy. If you don't speak your mind, or voice your
concerns to me, or if you hide things from me, you will be punished. I’ll give
you one last chance.” Mika’s eyes were stern. He was serious. Mika didn't
tolerate secrecy.
“I-I’m sorry, Sir. I was feeling nervous because others were looking at
me...not knowing that I belong to you...Sir…”
Mika’s visage softened at that. “Oh Yuu-chan,” He ran his fingers through the
boy’s hair “you don't have to worry about them. I won't let anyone touch you.
You’re  mine.  I intend to keep it that way.”
Yuu’s heart fluttered at the words.  I’m his… ? “I trust you, Sir.”
“Good.” Mika grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd. Their hands
interlocked making Yuu feel more protected than anything he’d ever experienced.
They entered a store especially for slaves. They had a plethora of toys,
pillows to kneel on, leashes, collars, cuffs…
Mika went for some of the cuffs, leading Yuu over to try some on. He picked
cuffs for Yuu’s wrists and ankles, all in soft leather with a velvet inlay so
it would abrade the skin. Yuu nearly vibrated with satisfaction. The cuffs were
just another sign of ownership, and further evidence that Mika prided himself
on keeping Yuu. He wouldn't invest his time or money on gear for Yuu if he
didn't value him. And Mika bought some of the finest, and most well made
equipment. Only the best for his boy.
“Do you like it?” Mika asked Yuu, running his fingers over the wrist cuffs.
Yuu blushed, biting his lip. “Yes...I love them, Sir.” He regretted them being
taken off. He wished he could wear them out of the store.
Mika also bought a couple of pillows for Yuu to kneel on, as per his station.
Yuu was thankful for these. He found it odd that Mika had made him sit at the
table as an equal. This made Yuu uncomfortable. His Master was above him, and
Yuu should never have his head level with his. But at the same time, Mika had
hardwood and marble flooring throughout the house which would hurt his knees
terribly if made to kneel for long periods of time. These pillows would surely
help, so he didn't get ugly bruises on his knees.
As Mika payed for the items, Yuu eyed the collars of the shelves. Mika hadn't
bought one for him...Not that he expected him to, but...he kind of hoped he
would. A collar was a symbol of absolute ownership. Like one would give an
engagement ring to a lover. It would mean that Mika would keep him
indefinitely. But Yuu knew it was too soon for that. They had only kissed
twice. Mika was smart to keep his boundaries before he knew for certain. Yuu
had never been collared. Had never earned the right. But upon meeting this man,
Yuu wanted to strive for that right to be completely owned by his amazing new
master.
 
***
 
When they returned home, Mika ordered Yuu to follow him to a bedroom that
wasn’t Mika’s. “This will be your room. You may decorate or do whatever you
like with it. This will be your safe space. If ever you feel like you need to
come down from a high after play, or need to focus your mind to come out of
your subspace, this will be your sanctuary. I am not aloud to enter this room
without  your  permission. Understand?”
Yuu gazed around. The room was spacious, with a queen sized bed, a chest of
drawers and a bookshelf, as well as a walk-in closet and his own bathroom.
Everything was decorated in bright, earthy tones. The room felt calm and happy.
It was more than Yuu had ever been given. He’d always shared a room with the
other slave boys. But then again, he had hoped to share Mika’s bed more often
than he’d be using his own. Regardless, he was grateful to have his own room.
But to come down from a high? To transition out of subspace? Yuu hadn't been
granted the opportunity to come down gently from his headspace after he had
served his master. And he certainly never had experienced a  high  before.
What does my new master have in store for me?  Yuu’s prick twitched at the
imaginings. Mika was obviously experienced with slave ownership. He was
confident, sexy as hell, and clearly liked to use kindness as a method of
manipulation.  Was it manipulation?   Yuu wasn't so sure. Mika’s kindness
seemed so genuine…
“I asked you a question, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu jumped from his thoughts. “Uh, Yes! Sir. Yes I understand...it’s just…”
When Yuu trailed off, Mika canted his head. “Remember, boy. Speak openly.”
“I’ve just never had a room of my own before...I don't know how I can thank
you. You’ve already given me so much…”
Mika sauntered up to him with a smile. “There  is  something I would like you
to do for me in return…”
 
***
 
“ All  of it, Sir?”
“Yes, Yuu-chan. All of it.”
Yuu looked at the razor, then down at his chest and pubic area, then down to
his legs where his hair grew. Mika had ordered him to shave.  Everything.
“The only hair you need, is the hair on top of your head. I like my boy to be
smooth. You will learn to like it too. It makes everything feel much more
sensitive.”
Yuu would have to take his word for that. Mika turned the shower on for him,
and handed him some shaving cream and told him to get started.
“Whatever you can't reach, I will shave for you.” Mika said. Then left him to
his duty.
.
Yuu managed to shave everything but his ass and the underside of his testicles.
The angles were too awkward and he couldn't quite reach.
When Mika came back into the bathroom 30 minutes later, he saw the slave
appearing troubled. “Did you finish?” Mika asked.
Yuu shook his head. “N-no Sir...some areas I need...help on…”
Mika smiled at Yuu’s shyness. It wasn't the first time he had shaved one of his
slaves. But it was the first time he actually looked forward to it. “On your
knees, face on the tile, legs spread.” Mika instructed as he stripped off his
own clothing and joined Yuu in the shower.
Yuu’s face burned red hot the entire time Mika shaved him. By the time he was
done, Yuu was as bald as a cueball, except for his eyebrows and head hair.
“Almost perfect.” Mika praised as he helped the boy stand and caressed Yuu’s
blushing face. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”
Yuu studied his feet. In comparison to this tall, gorgeous blonde man who was
easily 10 years his senior, Yuu felt anything but. Yet...Mika’s praises, his
soft touches and words of encouragement helped him feel a bit more... adequate.
Mika reached down, slowly, and caressed Yuu’s semi-hard shaft.
Yuu jumped at the contact. Mika’s hand was large and hot against his sensitive
shaft.
“How does this feel?” Mika asked in his low sultry voice.
Yuu braced himself against the wall of the shower, beginning to pant as he
gazed with want into his Master brilliant sapphire eyes. His body responded to
the almost clinical touch. Instantly hardening with a swift heat. “Nng...it--it
aches...Master…”
“And why is that, Yuu-chan?” He stroked him slowly, feeling every vein and
heartbeat pulsing throughout the boy’s manhood.
Yuu’s legs shook, but he tried to hold himself very still under his master’s
attentions. “I...haven't... mnn-!”
Mika tried to suppress his shit-eating grin. His boy was so responsive, and he
couldn't help but give Yuu’s prick a slight squeeze as he spoke. Which
immediately cut the boy off. “I asked you a question, boy. Why do you ache so
much?”
Yuu began rolling his hips, needily bucking to Mika’s fist for more friction.
“Haven't-- oh -- haven’t c-came...i-in...months… Oh please... Sir.  Please…”
Mika’s movements slowed, making Yuu whine.  Months huh?  Probably every since
he was pierced, he hadn't received any stimulation. At least not on his cock.
And if he was pained during sex, then he certainly hadn't cum that way either.
“Do you want to, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu was bracing himself against shower walls now, biting his lip as he tried to
resisting humping against Mika’s hand. “Y-yes...Sir, please... please…”
Mika loved when his boys begged for release. But Yuu begging?  I could get
addicted to those needy sounds.  He resumed a quicker pace, twisting his hand,
rolling his thumb over the tip and making Yuu’s whole body quake. He could feel
the boy’s cock swelling as he got closer and closer to cumming. Yuu tensed in
readiness, tilting his head back and his eyes rolled into his head--Then
suddenly, Mika took his hand away.
“W-wha…?” Yuu blinked his eyes opened again, gaping at Mika, who was licking
his precum from his thumb.
“Everything alright, Yuu-chan?” Mika’s eyes were nearly glittering with
mischief.
Yuu’s legs shook. “Oh god…” he whispered, more to himself, with comprehension.
“Turn around.” Mika said. “Brace your hands on the wall.”
Yuu swallowed. He was nervous. But he did what he was told.
When Mika sidled up behind him, chest touching the boy’s back and one hand on
his hip, Yuu tensed. And when Mika grasped him again, he felt that Yuu’s
erection had diminished slightly.  So that’s how it is?  “Relax, Yuu-chan. I’m
not going to fuck you yet.” His breath was right against Yuu’s ear, making the
boy shiver. He started stroking him again. “I’m just going to make you feel
good.”  And when I’m done, you’ll be begging me to fuck you.
And Mika was right. Over and over, Mika brought you right to the brink of
cumming, only to deny him again and again. Yuu was a whining, shaking mess,
crying out every time Mika touched his diamond hard prick, constantly leaking
precum. Mika had his other arm wrapping around his chest, holding the boy
upright on his shaking legs, his own cock hard as the boy kept pushing his ass
back to grind on Mika’s dick.
“You ready now?” Mika rasped. As if the last half hour of edging the poor boy
wasn't enough torture.
“Yes! Master! Sir!  Oh god...yes!”
“Not until I say you can, Yuu-chan.” As sadistic as it was, Mika was enjoying
Yuu’s desperation way too much. He begged so sweetly, and never once tried to
go against Mika by taking his own cock in his hand. For that, Yuu deserved a
reward. “Cum, Yuu-chan. Come for your master, now.”
“Aahhh!”  Like flipping a switch, Yuu came on command, throwing his head back
and bellowing his pleasure. Over and over his member pulsed and twitched as he
spilled against the shower wall.
Mika wrung every last drop from him. And continued to stroke him after his
orgasm, making Yuu squirm and flinch from his touch from the over sensitivity.
“S-sir... hah-ah!-- ”
“Take it, Yuu-chan. Just relax and let go. Let me take care of you.”
“M-master...s-so sensitive--nng! Too much, Sir! Please! I ca-ah-ah!”
Mika chuckled darkly at Yuu’s ear. Finally, he released him. Yuu slumped, his
legs giving out from under him.
.
Mika rinsed them off then bundled Yuu up in a fluffy towel and carried the boy
to his own room and laying him down in bed. Yuu was already nodding off by time
Mika drew the curtains to block out the late afternoon sun, deciding to let the
boy take a nap until dinner was ready. He closed the door gently behind him. He
couldn't stop the smirk tugging at his lips. He was going to enjoy this boy,
very  much.
***** If at First You Dont Succeed... *****
Chapter Notes
     Back again! And with a long chapter! YAY!
     So this chapter features some punishment.
     But I've said this before and I'll say it again; BDSM IS NOT ABBUSE!
     You will get some insight to it in this chapter. But remember, this
     is a skave au where punishment is acceptable and expected.
     Also, please forgive any grammar mistakes. It's been a long weekend
     and a very tiring one since I've been sick. I'll try to get it fixed
     later when I have time.
     Enjoy! :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
During dinner, Yuu once again ate like he was starving. Mika had made a simple
meal of curry, and the boy acted as if Mika had placed a pot of gold in front
of him; his green eyes lighting up with renewed excitement. The boy was so easy
to please. A simple meal could fill him with so much energy and gratitude. And
it made Mika wonder “What did your former owner feed you, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu paused his spoonful in midair, clearly realizing how much of a glutton he
was appearing to be. “Um...I don't really remember, Sir…”
Mika’s brows drew together. “What do you mean?”
Yuu set the spoon down, placing his palms flat on the table and kept his eyes
cast downward. “There were two of us.” Yuu began. “The master was very tight
with his money, and couldn't afford to feed us all the time. Sometimes it would
be a bowl of rice, other times it was leftovers of whatever the master had
eaten the night before. Those were the best. Sometimes the master would have
very nice meals.”
Mika’s brows drew together. Yuu almost sounded  grateful  to have received
scraps! And that pissed him off. Some slave owners were so irresponsible. Yuu
wasn't a criminal, he was slave born and meant to be used for pleasure and
companionship. So why the mistreatment? “And this other slave, were they a
friend of yours?”
Yuu nodded. “He was serving the master before I came to the house. He and I
became close.”
“Did your former master abandon him too?”
“No Sir. He was a much better slave than I was. He was more obedient and could
take the master’s...attentions, a lot better than I could. He was preferred. He
even gave him a proper name. The master liked him alot. I could see why he had
no need for me.”
“What was his name?” Mika asked. “The other boy in the house. Was he a born
slave like you?”
“Yoichi, Sir...and yes...he is.”
Mika stood, trying to hide the fact that he was fuming. “Finish your meal,
clean up, then come join me in my study.” Mika placed his dishes in the sink
then stalked off to his office.
Yuu watched him go, his heart in his throat. Had he said the wrong thing? It
was unwise to speak ill words about a former master. Maybe Mika was going to
get rid of him for being a badmouther? He could feel tears welling up in his
eyes, and he found it hard to continue eating with his stomach in knots. But he
managed to get the rest of the food eaten and started on the dishes.
In the study, Mika was rapidly typing away at his computer, looking through the
archives of slavery laws. There were regulations in place for born slaves in
order to keep them safe. The slave market was dwindling more and more every
year because of abuse and mistreatment, and a lot of born slaves were dying
because of it. Yuu had almost been one among the nameless dead slaves just the
other night, because of men like that. Mika didn't understand it. Born slaves
were so valuable because they had been brought up in that way of life. It
didn't have to be beaten or ingrained into him at a later age. If all the born
slaves were gone, that only left the ones who were forced into slavery and
sentenced to slavery for crimes. And those slaves were rarely ever used for
pleasure or kept as pets. Most of them were dangerous.
Yuu was anything but. Mika knew that there was more to the boy than what he had
learned so far, and suspected that he might have a stubborn streak underneath
his submissive and obedient visage. But that certainly wasn't grounds for
disposal. If Yuu’s friend was still with that  man, then he needed to be taken
away. His boy’s former master had no place owning a slave, especially if he
disposed of them so easily.
Mika was just scratching the surface on the whereabouts of this slaveboy Yoichi
and his Master when Yuu softly padded into the study. His shoulders were
slumped and his head was down. As if he was upset. Mika looked up at him,
removing his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Come here, boy.”
Yuu walked over and knelt on the floor next to Mika’s chair, grasping one wrist
behind his back and spreading his knees wide while bowing his head. Completely
submissive, awaiting either an order or a punishment.
“You’re aren't in trouble, my beautiful boy.” He stroked Yuu’s hair then tipped
his head up by his chin. “I’m glad you told me the truth. And I intend to do
something about that man, make sure he doesn't ever own another slave again.”
Yuu’s eyes widened. “S-Sir?” How would Mika have the power to strip a person of
their ownership rights? If he could even find the man?
Mika turned back to the computer. “I have friends who work for the government.”
He stated, as if reading Yuu’s mind. Though, the word ‘friend’ might be
stretching it a bit. Acquaintance was more accurate. “Since we have the other
slave’s name, I might be able to find him.”
Yuu’s heart sped up. Why would Mika care? What was it to him whether or not a
slave wasn't fed right or thrown out of a car to die in the middle of a lonely
road? Mika was clearly wealthy, handsome, privileged and well esteemed if he
had friends in high places. Yuu felt incredibly guilty for complaining. Now his
Master was wasting his time on a lowly task like locating a slave that nobody
cared about. “I apologize, Sir…” Yuu said, in almost a whisper.
Mika turned to him. “For what?”
“May I speak freely, Sir?”
“You may.”
“Your time and energy is too valuable to be wasted on the location of slaves,
Sir...For any extra work or energy I have caused you, I apologize. And I wish I
could take back my words so you wouldn't have to worry about anything…”
“Hmm…” True, Yuu’s words have spurred him into action. But this wouldn't be the
first time he had taken action against a slave owner, and for far less reason.
He owned a large amount of stocks in the slave market, which would continue to
plummet if this kind of thing continued. But with Yuu’s situation and the
situation of his friend, it made him feel like he was putting a stop to the man
for a much better cause. And may even grant him some positive publicity as the
CEO of his own company. “I appreciate your concern, Yuu-chan. But I will use my
time however I see fit. This will benefit me, as well as the slave market.
Owners like your previous one shouldn't have slaves. End of story.” Mika went
back to his computer.
“Yes, Sir.” Yuu didn't understand how Mika would benefit from this. But he’d
trust what his master said. And if would help Yoichi, then Yuu would do
everything he could to help his master stay focused on his task, and keep him
relaxed afterwards. Yuu couldn't help but smile to himself. His new master was
such a kind man.
Mika saw the boy smile and asked “This makes you happy, Yuu-chan?”
“I was just thinking...you are a very kind Master, Sir.”
Kind?  The boy won't think as much of me once I’ve claimed him completely... At
the thought, he cock hardened in his pants. He swiveled his chair to face where
Yuu was knelt so perfectly. The boy had gotten his release today, but Mika was
still aching with need, his balls full and in need of their own release.
Slowly, he undid the buckle of his pants and dragged down his zipper. Yuu
glanced up at the sound, licking his pretty pink lips as if in anticipation.
Eager little thing…  “I want you to suck me, Yuu-chan.”
Mika took out his long, perfect cock. Yuu blushed as he watched it fatten with
blood by the second. His shaft was beautifully veined, and flushed as pink as
Yuu’s cheeks. The head was a big as a plum when it became fully erect, his
balls as big as lemons and the wrinkled flesh was tight. His Master needed to
cum, very badly. Yuu could tell by how quickly it had hardened, and from how it
twitched and throbbed.
Yuu walked to him on his knees and sidled up with his mouth directly before it.
“Touch me.” Mika whispered. A soft command.
Yuu reached a hand out, wrapping his fingers around his scalding hot dick. He
swallowed nervously when he realized that his fingers couldn't quite touch when
he tried to make a fist. But Mika still groaned at the contact. Yuu looked up
into his sky blue eyes, noticing how they darkened with lust as if storm clouds
were rolling in behind them.
“Open your mouth, boy. I wanna feel your throat.” Mika placed a hand on the
back of Yuu’s head, guiding him to his aching dick.
Yuu opened wide, poking his wet tongue out and gave the head a little lick.
Mika’s soft groan heartened him, so he did it again, and again. He tasted the
salty bite of his precum, and loved the taste. He lapped at the slit, desperate
for more of his taste. Yuu had never been a fan giving head, but for Mika he
felt as if he needed to suck him as much as his Master needed to be sucked.
Finally, he wrapped his lips around the plump crown and hollowed his cheeks as
he sucked it.
“Mnn...Good boy...deeper.”
Yuu sank deeper, until he felt the head hit the back of his throat. To his
shame, Yuu gagged and pulled back.
“It’s ok, Yuu-chan. Try again. Relax your throat.” Mika placed one hand on
Yuu’s neck, massages his oesophagus as he shoved back into the boy's mouth. Yuu
took it deeper that time, but still choked when Mika only got it halfway in.
The muscles of Yuu’s throat working around his shaft were pure bliss, and Mika
pushed in deeper.
Yuu began to struggle. He couldn't breath, and the constant stretching in his
throat and the inability to take a breath as he started choking made him feel
panicky. And to his surprise, Yuu’s prick hardened from it.
Mika pulled back, allowing Yuu to take a breath. “Good, Yuu-chan. Very good.
You wont be able to breath for long moments, but just keep your throat relaxed
while I use it. Don't struggle or panic. I won't let you pass out. Tap my knee
if you feel you’re about to.”
Yuu took a few deep breaths, blinking away the tears forming in his eyes.  My
Master won't hurt me. He’ll take care of me... Yuu chose to trust him, and
opened his mouth again.
Mika shoved down his throat with a groan, palming the back of Yuu’s head and
forcing him to bob up and down. Yuu tried to keep the panic from rising and
relaxed his throat further. Before he knew it, he had taken Mika’s big cock all
the way down to the base. Drool dripped from his lips as he swallowed over and
over. Tears streaking down his eyes.
Right when Yuu’s vision began to grey out from lack of oxygen, Mika pulled Yuu
off his dick again. Yuu gasped, both from trying to get air, and how hard his
own prick pulsed.  How does my body love this so much?  He found himself
craving more, and desperately wrapped his mouth around Mika’s cock again.
His moaning became constant and he fucked the boy’s throat, only pulling away
briefly to allow Yuu to breath before the boy shoved him down his throat again.
“Oh fuck...Yuu-chan...so good. So fucking good! Ah!”
Yuu hummed in satisfaction from the praise. His dick leaking in his pants. He
palmed at it, wanting to free it and stroke himself. Wanted to cum while his
master did.
But Mika stopped him. “No, Yuu-chan. Don't touch yourself.” He said through
panting breaths.
Yuu whined, needy and desperate. He ached and wanted some friction. But he did
as Mika said and placed his hands on his Master’s knees.
He could feel Mika’s dick thickening as he sucked and swallowed and licked and
hummed with pleasure. He knew Mika was about to cum from the little spasms his
body was doing.
“Yes...oh yes...almost there baby. Gonna cum down your beautiful throat--hah!
Fuck...take it from me, Yuu-chan. Drink my cum…”
Yuu moaned, sucking harder, forcing his throat to take him deeper, wanted to
drink every last drop. He reached into his pants on impulse, stroking his own
dick--
With a curt yell, Mika came in a white hot rush, exploding his seed down his
boy’s throat, filling his mouth until thin little rivulets dripped from the
corners of his lips. It went on and on...then Mika realised Yuu was frantically
stroking himself. Before he could stop him, Yuu screamed around Mika’s cock as
he came as well, spilling his own seed over his hand and onto the carpet.
Mika was rapt with the image of his slave getting off on drinking his cum, and
let him finish as he cock continued to pulse in Yuu’s hungry throat.
When he became too sensitive, Mika pulled Yuu’s head off of his dick, then
leaned in a kissed him hungrily, plunging his tongue into the boy’s mouth and
tasting his own essence mingled with Yuu’s own sweet taste.
Yuu panted into the kiss, his toes and fingers tingling from his orgasm. But
his scalp prickled at the realization of what he’d just done…
When Mika pulled back from the kiss, his eyes were hard, his lips set in a thin
line. He was angry. “You came, while servicing me.”
Yuu swallowed nervously. “I’m sorry, Master. I ached so badly! I’ve never loved
sucking anyone as much as I loved sucking you...S-sir…”
Mika gripped Yuu’s jaw, hard. “You came without permission. I did not give you
orders to touch yourself, let alone cum. For this, you will be punished.”
Yuu trembled at the mention of punishment. What would Mika do to him? What
didn't he deserve?
“For starters,” Mika continued “you will lick your own mess off of the carpet.
When you’re finished, I will punish you. Begin, boy.”
Yuu bent down on all fours and began licking his cum from the carpet. His eyes
pricked with tears from the humiliation, and from the fact that on his second
day, he’d managed to fuck up. With each drop of seed he lapped up, he took it
as atonement for his sins against his Master, and prayed that he would be
forgiven.
When he was done, he sat back on his knees and lowered his head, lacing his
fingers behind it and waited.
“Good job. Now stand and follow me.” Mika stood and exited the study, Yuu close
behind him. He led them down a hall and stopped in front of a door to a room
Yuu hadn't yet seen. Mika withdrew a key from his pocket and entered.
Yuu stopped in his tracks when he entered the room, and Mika closed the door
behind them. The room had no windows. The walls were painted a deep, dark blue,
making the room appear sultry, yet threatening. There was a large bed with
sheets of the same color on it, a St. Andrew’s cross against one wall, a
breeding bench, some kind of wooden examination table, a cabinet and a chest of
drawers, eye hooks on the floor and a wall, and a swing in the center hanging
from a chain. There was a padded square by the door with another hook in front
of it. Yuu’s skin pricked with awareness. This was Mika’s playroom.  He’s going
to use these things on me…  His previous master had had a playroom as well, but
nothing of this caliber.
“You are never to enter this room, unless I instruct you to. Understand, boy?”
Yuu nodded dumbly, still dazed as he took in everything in the room.
“ Use your words, boy!” Mika snapped.
Yuu jumped. “Y-yes Sir! I understand.”
“Good. Now strip. Fold your clothes and set them on the bed. Then I want you to
lay on your back on that table, arms up and legs spread. Now.” Mika’s voice was
firm. He meant business.
Yuu trembled in fear as he did as instructed. As he lay on the table and looked
up at the ceiling, he tried to calm his pounding heart and erratic breathing.
He’d just said earlier how kind he thought his new master was. After he
punished him, after he hurt his body, would he still be able to see Mika the
same way? He heard his Master opening the cabinet, retrieving various objects
from it, then from the chest of drawers. Yuu closed his eyes, trying to find
his safe place in his mind--He jumped when he felt Mika’s hand on his stomach.
“Look at me, Yuu-chan.” Mika’s voice was a bit softer now. “I know you’re
afraid. But you must understand, that I do not put up with that kind of
behavior.”  Even though it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.  He
thought. But that was beside the point. Yuu-chan had acted selfishly, and taken
his own pleasure. Pleasure that should have been Mika’s to give. “I will punish
you. Then when the punishment is over, you will be forgiven. Always remember
that, boy. I will always forgive you after I punish you. Do not be afraid.”
Yuu relaxed the tiniest bit. He hadn't realized until now that part of his
worry was that he had angered his Master so completely, that he would be
disposed of again. If he could get through this, then Mika would be tender and
kind again. He’d endure his punishment if it meant more of that. “T-thank you,
Sir.”
With a curt nod, Mika picked up a length a soft, red rope, then tied Yuu’s
right wrist to the corner of table, then repeated the steps with his other
wrist and his ankles until Yuu was tied down in the shape of an ‘X’.
Yuu’s heart sped up in fear. Last time he’d been tied up like this--
“Yuu-chan. Stay with me.” Mika said, reading the glazed expression of fear on
the boy’s face and predicting what he must be thinking. He previous master had
abused him. Mika wouldn't be doing the same. His punishments were humane, and
if done right, could even make his slave feel almost euphoric once he was
finished.
Yuu tried to get himself out of his thoughts, to focus his mind on the now. He
wasn't with his previous master anymore. He was here.
Mika then tied a black sash over Yuu’s eyes, depriving him of his sight. Then
checked his fingers and toes, asking if there was any tingling or numbness.
“No, Sir.” He felt a little better, knowing that Mika was taking care with the
bondage as to not cause any damage to his extremities. The ropes were snug, but
not too tight. Then he felt Mika place something in his right palm. It felt
like a ball, and it jingled a little. He closed his hand around it.
“I’m going to gag you, boy. This will be your safeword. If at any point you
feel extreme pain, I want you to drop this, then I will stop. But understand
me, if you abuse the safeword and drop it for any other reason other than an
emergency, you will be punished again later on. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes, Sir…” Yuu had never been given an out before. He just took his
punishments, and they never ceased, no matter how much he’d begged and cried
for the pain to stop. He relaxed marginally, knowing Mika didn't want him to
experience severe pain.
“Good boy.” Then Mika placed the ball gag in his mouth and buckled the strap
behind his head.
There was silence for a few moments, then Yuu heard a strange, yet distinct
buzzing sound.  What the-?  He jumped when he felt a prickling sensation over
his right nipple. “MMM!” He nearly dropped the ball in surprise. The sensation
wasn't painful, but it was strange.
“This is a violet wand.” Mika explain. “It’s used to stimulate the surface of
your skin” He rubbed the glowing, neon wand over his nipple again, watching the
little spark of electricity light up in the glass wand as it made contact. He
had it on the lowest setting in order for Yuu to get used to the feeling. He
couldn't help but smile as Yuu squirmed and moaned from the stimulation.
He moved the wand lower and turned up the wattage. Yuu’s ab muscles jumped and
rippled beautifully, his entire body squirmed from the intensity of the
stimulation. Mika’s cock twitched at the sight as he ran the wand up and down
his stomach. He reacted so perfectly, he thought he could never get enough of
this sight. He skimmed the wand down to just above Yuu’s half hard prick,
smiling when he saw it twitch in anticipation. Feeling wicked, he ran the wand
down it’s length.
Yuu arched sharply off the table, screaming around his gag. But the ball was
still clutched it his hand. It was starting to get painful, but the pain was
mingled with an odd tingling, bubbly sensation, as if champagne was being
poured over him after his master passed the wand over the area of skin. The
little hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. His mind buzzed it tandem
with the buzzing of the machine. He felt his cock harden even more as his
Master ran the wand over his cock the second time.  Oh god it hurts!  Yuu
thought.  It hurts and I want more!
Yuu squirmed when Mika took the wand away again. The boy’s skin was beginning
to turn a slight pink where the electricity had touched him. But he still
hadn't dropped the boy. Mika turned up the wattage again.
Yuu screamed when it made contact with his skin. Mika didn't stop this time,
dragging the wand from his nipple, down his chest to his flat tummy, his hip,
the inside on his left thigh and down the where the rope was tied to his ankle.
Then he took it away again. Yuu was panting and sweating, straining against his
bonds, the ball still clutched in his fist. So Mika repeated the action on the
highest setting to his right nipple and down his body to his ankle, relishing
in the boy’s sobbing. But when he got to the ropes, he made another pass
upwards on the inside on the boy’s leg. When he got to the top of Yuu’s inner
thigh, he turned down the wattage only a couple of clicks so it was still on
high, and ran the wand over Yuu’s testicles and up his shaft.
Yuu bucked on the table, bellowing behind the gag and pulling on his bonds so
hard that Mika thought his wrists would break.
Mika kept going, over and over Yuu’s rock hard prick, knowing this had to hurt.
The boy was sobbing, wetting the blindfold with his tears.
Then finally,  finally,  Yuu dropped the ball.
Mika took the wand away and shut off the machine. Yuu had lasted a lot longer
than he initially thought he would.
Yuu panted in relief once the wand was taken away. He sniffed as his crying
ceased. He’d never felt anything as...strange? Exquisite? In his entire life.
It had hurt, but not as much as a whipping. But the intensity level was more
than he could handle. He’d felt like he was going to vibrate out of his skin.
He muscles were knotted with tension and his cock pulsed painfully from the
sensation. He was so happy it was over now. He only hoped that he had held out
long enough to not be punished like that again.
He heard Mika’s footsteps coming closer to his head, then the blindfold was
removed. Yuu blinked against the low light, meeting his Master’s stunning blue
eyes, filled with warmth and admiration and forgiveness. Yuu’s heart soared.
Receiving that look from his Master was worth the punishment.
“You did so good, Yuu-chan.” Mika removed the gag, then bend down to kiss his
boy, deeply, passionately. “You understand why you were punished?”
Yuu sniffled again. “Y-yes Sir...I touched myself. I came without permission.
I’m so sorry…” He felt tears welling up in his eyes.
“Are you going to do it again?”
“N-no Sir! Never!” Yuu cried. “I’m sorry! So sorry!”
“Sshh...Yuu-chan. It’s over now. You’re forgiven.”
“Thank you Sir. Thank you!”
Mika bent down to kiss him again. Yuu kissed back in earnest, desperate for his
Master’s mouth, his attention, his tenderness. He wanted to throw his arms
around him, give his entire body to this man. His skin tingled and his nipples
and dick ached and he wanted to rub them against his Master like a needy
kitten. He wanted to show his gratitude for his correction, and vow to never
make him unhappy again.
It was moments like these, that made punishing his slaves worth it. Once they
knew they were forgiven, his boy’s would become clingy and desperate for him.
But Mika wouldn't be taken advantage of Yuu. Not yet. The boy needed much more
training. If he took him now, all the progress they had made might be lost.
“You’re my good boy, Yuu-chan.” Mika said as he pulled away from the heated
kiss. “And for taking your punishment so well, I have something for you.” Mika
went over to the chest of drawers, retrieving three items and placing out of
Yuu’s line of sight.
Yuu twisted and turned, trying to look at what Mika had grabbed. Then Mika
moved down to foot of the table and untied his ankles.
“The best is yet to come.” Mika said. “Good boys are always horny, you know?
They don't think about their own pleasure. They convert their urge to cum into
the will to satisfy their Master. And because I know how hard you’re trying to
be such a good boy, I’m going to help you.” Mika went over to where he had
placed the items, grabbing one of them and showed it to Yuu.
Yuu blinked at it, confused. He’d never seen such a thing before. It was a
system of small metal bars, like a cage, cylindrical in shape with a tiny
padlock on the top of it.
“This is a chastity device.” Mika explained. “It will lock your dick up,
preventing it from becoming hard. You won't have to worry about losing your
fight against your urges anymore.”
Yuu’s eyes widened in comprehension.  Lock my dick up?! To relinquish all
control over that part of me?  Yuu wasn't sure how he felt about that, but he
knew he wanted to please his master.
“Understand me, boy. Your body belongs to me. Your orgasms belong to me. I am
the only one who will decide when, and if, you get to cum.” And Mika meant
every word. Yuu-chan was needy, and enjoyed his pleasure. Which was a blessing
as well as a curse for a Master like him. Yuu could take his release any time
he likes, if he remained unlocked. And likely would, if the urges arose. Which
was unacceptable. “Don't be afraid. Soon, you will be begging me to lock you
back up when I free you for a couple hours.”
Yuu highly doubted this. Chastity sounded like a special kind of hell,
especially since his cock was his only source of pleasure. But he had no right
to argue. This was what his Master wanted. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.” Mika took out a small key and unlocked the padlock on the cage.
Then he gripped Yuu’s half hard prick and slipped it into the cage, maneuvering
his balls through the ring so the device lay flush against his pubic bone, the
locked him in. The soft  click  sounded so loud to Yuu in the quiet room, like
his fate had been sealed. “This is a gift, Yuu-chan. You no longer have to
worry about failing. And this is a sign of ownership, showing that your body
belongs to me, and only me. Nobody else will be allowed to touch you.”
Yuu’s heart skipped a beat. His Master was locking him up, for only his use. He
felt a little better too, knowing that he won't be punished for slipping up and
cumming without permission. His Master would make him cum, because he was kind.
Right?
“Now, since you came twice today, your sentence will be two weeks without an
orgasm.” Mika stated.
T wo weeks?!  True he’d gone a couple of months without an orgasm, but that was
because he cock had hurt from the piercings, and he hadn't had the urge to
since his former owner was so cruel. But being in the keeping of this
beautiful, sexy blonde who set his blood afire? How was he going to survive? He
got hard just from looking at him.
As if to prove his own point, Yuu’s shaft hardened it it’s cage, pressing
against the cool metal.  Oh god dammit... He was already feeling the need.
Mika smiled at the sight. “Perfect, Yuu-chan. This is how I want you. There’s
just one more thing.” Mika went to retrieve the other item holding it up. It
was a buttblug, light blue in color, rubber, and fairly small with a little
jewel at the base. “You will keep this inside of you at all times. You may only
remove it when you need to use the restroom, or to shower. But afterwards, you
will clean it, lube it up, and put it back in. If you fail to do so, your
chastity sentence will increase a week for every time you forget or fail to put
it back in.” This was all part of Yuu’s training. Over the course of his two
weeks in chastity, Mika would increase the size of the plug, until Yuu got used
to the feeling of something inside of him. And hopefully, would even crave it
when he didn't have something filling him.
Yuu was nervous. He didn't like things in his body, it had always hurt him.
Mika lubed up the plug. “Bend your knees and spread your legs.”
Yuu did, staring at the ceiling and tried to relax his body as he felt Mika’s
long, elegant lubed fingers prodding at his hole. Slowly, Mika worked him open,
scissoring his fingers and stirring them against his walls. Yuu winced at the
sensation, but otherwise it wasn't painful.
Then, Mika removed his fingers and he felt the rubber head of the plug pushing
at his entrance. It burned slightly as his Master worked it into him, but
eventually his body accepted it and Yuu gasped when the entire plug popped in.
Mika tapped the jeweled base, making sure it was secure, then stepped back to
admire his handiwork. Yuu was still tied to the table, dick locked in his cage
and the blue jewel of the plug sparkling between the boy’s plump little
asscheeks. “So fucking beautiful, Yuu-chan. If I had a canvas, I’d paint you
like this.”
Yuu flushed from the praise. The plug was uncomfortable as hell, and barely
grazed his prostate when he squirmed, but otherwise, he could learn to ignore
it. Hopefully.
Mika untied the boy’s wrists, then picked him up in his arms and carried him to
Yuu’s own room. He laid him down on his stomach in the soft bed and pulled the
covers up over him, then sat at the edge and massaged the tension from Yuu’s
shoulders and pressed soft kissed on the back of his neck, murmuring “Such a
good boy. So beautiful. All mine, Yuu-chan. You belong to me…” Over and over.
Chapter End Notes
     Thank you all for your awesome ideas and feedback from last chapter!
     You've given me some great material to work off of!
     Also, I think I'm starting to find a plot. No idea where it's going
     to go so far though. But it's pretty much going to stay fairly light
     with lots of sex and kinks, just because I can :)
     But let me know what you think of this chapter! And if you have any
     other ideas for punishment ;)
***** Lead not unto tempation *****
Chapter Notes
     OMG! I cant believe how well received this has been! Thank you all so
     much for the comments and kudos!
     Here's some sexual tension for you. Next chapter will be a bit jucier
     ;)
     But I wanted to get in some of Yuu's perspective, and show that he's
     starting to change.
     I'll try my best to get the next one out. Maybe I should do a time
     skip to the end of the chastity sentence? Hmm....IDK yet. But lemme
     know what you all think!
     Hope you enjoy!
3 days of chastity was all it took, to start seeing the desired results in his
boy. Yuu was so damned cute as Mika watched the boy from his phone during a
meeting that day. He had surveillance throughout his house, and was able to
watch over him while he was at work from an app on his phone.
The boy was so squirmy today. The little wiggle worm was currently pulling at
his clothes, humping the couch as he tried to get his mind off of the state of
his caged prick. The boy obviously had never been denied access to his dick.
And to Mika’s delight, his slave was growing more and more lusty and horny with
each day that passed.
Yesterday, when he had gotten home from work and hurried into the house, Yuu
was kneeling on the floor to greet him. Naked, dick straining against his cage,
Yuu whined and begged to be released. Mika had strode up to him, and Yuu
desperately grabbed at Mika’s crotch, intent on getting his master’s dick in
his mouth. Mika had dropped his briefcase to card his fingers through the boy’s
thick black hair as Yuu swallowed him down eagerly, swallowing his cock hole
and relishing in the scent of his master’s musk and the taste of his seed
shooting down his throat when he came only a couple minutes later. Yuu had
gazed up at him with half lidded eyes, hips subtly thrusting, rocking on the
plug in his asshole, lips shiny with spit and cum. So beautiful. So perfect.
Mika had rewarded the boy’s effort with a long, hot bath together as he
massaged his neck and shoulders, kissing him deeply, then deemed it time for
Yuu to receive a larger plug. The larger one had pressed firmly against Yuu’s
prostate, making the boy gasp in surprise at the foreign feeling. “Soon, you’ll
learn just how much pleasure you can receive just from that special little spot
inside you.” Mika had told him.
Even now, Mika grew hard at the memory. His boy was still uncomfortable with
the plugs in his ass, but he was starting to understand that they were for his
pleasure as well as his Master’s. When Yuu would twist or wiggle in certain
positions, he would whine when the plug would hit his sweet spot, he could see
it even from his phone how the boy would flush at the little shot of pleasure,
then wriggle to try to get more.  So damned perfect--
“Mr. Shindo?” A voice interrupted his musings. “We’re ready for the
presentation.”
Shit.  A discreetly as he could manage, he adjusted his growing erection and
buttoned his suit jacket to conceal it before standing.  It’s going to be a
long day... And all he wanted to do was go home and play with his boy.
***
The pressure in his hole was strange, especially after his master had inserted
an even larger plug last night. He was temporarily relieved to have it out for
a while as they bathed together. Which was a treat. His Master’s hands all over
his soapy-slick body, his lips on his and their tongues twining--
Yuu shifted on the couch again. His cock ached terribly as it tried to get hard
in it’s cage, his boxer’s wet with precum.  What the hell is happening to me?
He couldn't remember  ever  being so horny. And now, he was starting to like to
pressure in his asshole as he rocked back and forth on it. It wasn't as large
as his Master’s cock, which was daunting in itself. But the plug prodded at
something inside of him when he moved just right, and it was driving him crazy!
His master had given him a gaming system and a large flat-screen TV for his
bedroom, which Yuu was afraid to touch at first. He’d never been allowed to
play video games, and he didn't have the attention span to be able to engross
himself in books. So this was entirely new to him, and such a luxury that he
never thought he’d be able to have. He still wasn't used to using it and chose
to wait for Master to come home to download games he thought looked
interesting, but for now he decided to occupy himself with watching TV in the
living room. Mikaela would be home soon, and he wanted to be ready and waiting
for him when he heard his car pull up.
Yuu heard the hum of an engine only half an hour later and he sprang from the
couch, filled with excitement and needing so badly for Master’s touches and
affection. He removed his shirt and took his position by the door with his arms
grasped behind his back. Master was always pleased to see him obediently
waiting after his long day at work and would always reward him for it.
Yuu licked his lips in anticipation as Mika opened the door, his tired face
lighting up at the sight of Yuu waiting for him.
“Such a good boy.” Mika said, running his fingers through his boy’s silky black
strands. “Did you miss me?”
Yuu nodded as he gazed up at the beautiful blonde, his cheeks heating when he
felt his body react from just the sight of him. He was beginning to associate
his Master with pleasure, and sweet, sweet agony. “Sir…” Yuu began, his voice
sounding needy and pleading even to himself. “Please…”
Mika knew what he wanted. But he would deny him. When he set a goal, he didn't
stray. His boy would not be cumming tonight, nor would he be unlocked until his
two weeks were up. This was just the beginning and already Yuu was so horny and
needy and it would only get more intense as the days wore on.
Still, Mikaela asked “Please what, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu dropped his gaze, his cheeks heating as if he were too shy to ask for what
he wanted. It was adorable.
Mika tilted his chin up. “Tell me, boy.” He said softly. He wanted Yuu to say
the words.
“Sir...it hurts…”
“What hurts, baby?”
Mika’s soft as silk voice made Yuu shudder. “M-my...the cage...I…” Yuu felt his
face flame even more, his eyes watered with shame. It was only a couple of days
of being locked in chastity, and already he could hardly stand it. “Just for a
minute, Sir? Will you please free me?”
Mika set down his briefcase, then went to sit on the couch. “Come here, boy.”
Yuu readily obeyed, hoping that Mika would take the key from around his own
neck and unlock the cage.
“Lay across my lap, on your belly.”
Yuu swallowed, thinking for a moment that he was going to be spanked.
Shit...did I go too far?  He tentatively scuffed over, laying across Mika’s lap
as instructed but his body remained tense.
“Relax, Yuu-chan. You’re not in trouble. In fact, I’m very happy with you.
You’re so irresistible like this. I’m going to reward you.” Mika tapped the
base of the butt plug. “How does this feel?”
Yuu blushed anew. “I-it feels...b-big, Sir…”
Mika bit back a chuckle. “Did you enjoy it today, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu buried his face in his crossed arms. “Y-yes…” He admitted. It had driven
him insane, but it hadn't hurt. And he kept trying to get it on the spot in him
all damn day.
“Did you find your prostate, Yuu-chan?”
Oh god...this is so embarrassing…  “Yes...sir…”
Mika couldn't get enough of the boy’s embarrassed blushes. He obviously was
still uncomfortable with his own body, didn't know the pleasure it could
produce yet. But he was discovering quickly, just how good his boy cunt could
feel when it was properly treated. “Let me show you just how good it can feel.”
Mika reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small remote. With a
devilish smile, he turned it on the lowest setting.
“Uwaah!” Yuu nearly hit the ceiling in shock, but Mika held him down. The
position Yuu was laying in made sure that the plug was pressed firmly against
his sweet spot, and with a click of the remote it began to vibrate. “Oh g-
god...oh fuck!”
“Such naughty language, Yuu-chan.” Mika tsked. “I should punish you for that.”
He lightly slapped Yuu’s buttcheek, causing even more vibrations throughout the
boy.
Yuu groaned, his breath hitched, he whined. “S-sir...Sir! Oh my god...oh
please!”
“Please what, Yuu-chan?” He turned the setting on the remote a little higher.
“Nnng!! Hah! M-master!” The boy wriggled his ass, not knowing whether he wanted
to get away from the sensation, or get more of it.
“Do you want me to stop? Your safeword it red, boy.”
Yuu whined again when Mika turned up the setting. “I...I don't--nng!--I don't
know! Ahh!” Yuu cried out when he rocked his hips back, digging the plug into
his prostate harder. White-hot pleasure coursed through his veins, his dick
throbbed and jerked in it’s cage as it drooled streams of precum. “I-I’m
gonna...oh yes…” He could feel the coil in his groin tightening, his balls
tightening, his body pulled taut as he prepared for release--
“If you cum, you stay in chastity another week.” Mika said in Yuu’s ear.
Yuu’s eyes shot wide.  Another week?!  “No! Please!”
“Control your body.” Mika turned down the vibrations a bit, keeping the boy on
the razor’s edge.
Yuu’s entire frame shook with the effort not to cum. “I-I can't...Master!
Please! Please let me cum!”
“You want another week in chastity? Then I will.”
Yuu’s lust addled mind tried to weigh his options.  A few moments or pleasure
for another week of torture? Or endure the rest of my sentence?  But if he
didn't cum now, he would be even more keyed up than he already had been for the
past couple of days.
“You’re such a good boy, Yuu-chan. Show me how good you can be for me. Beg me
not to let you cum.”
Yuu panted heavily, his eyes glossy with unshed tears.  I can do this. I can
hold back... In the back of his mind, he knew that if he obeyed, his reward
would be worth it somehow. He didn't know what it would be, but he knew his
efforts would be rewarded. “P-please...sir…” He sobbed. “Please don't let me c-
cum…”
Mika smiled, slightly surprised by Yuu’s willpower. He turned off the
vibrations the the boy’s body slumped. “Good boy.” He rubbed his palm over the
pink handprint he left on Yuu’s buttcheek. “You’ve showed amazing strength. I’m
so proud of Yuu.”
Yuu flushed from the praise, but his balls began to ache terribly from him
denied release. He hissed in a breath. “Sir…”

“I know baby.” Mika kissed his cheek and gently turned him over to pick him up
in his arms. “I’ll take care of you.”
***
Mika ordered pizza for them as Yuu iced down his balls. He felt like they had
been kicked repeatedly with steel toed boots.
They ate together, Yuu watching Mika as his Master worked on the laptop perched
on the coffee table as he absently nibbled his own slice of pizza. Yuu noticed
that his Master didn't eat very much at all and was always so angry looking
when he was working at home on whatever the hell he did for work. Yuu wasn't
sure, and he felt it wasn't his business to ask. All he knew, was that his new
Master was a very wealthy and busy man. And Yuu secretly prayed that Mika would
never look at  him  with that brows drawn, irritated expression.
After about a half hour, Yuu’s manhood was finally put back to rights and he
was able to walk again. He’d cleaned up and put the leftovers in the fridge,
then returned to the living room to see Mika closing his laptop and rubbing his
tired eyes as he leaned back against the couch.
He looked up when Yuu walked back into the room, and his eyes followed the boy
as he knelt between his spread legs. “Yes, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu nearly groaned when his cock tried to twitch back to life.  Why does this
man effect me so much?  He attributed part of it to the fact that he was locked
up without any access to his own prick, but mostly it was just Mika himself. He
spoke softly, his touch was gentle, yet demanding and skillful and set his
nerves affire.  What are you doing to me?  Yuu wanted to ask, but settled for
asking “May I touch you, Sir?” He didn't know why, but something about touching
his Master soothed him. His previous owner wasn't very affectionate, and Yuu
never knew how much he needed it until Mika had come into his life.
“Of course you can, baby.” Mika expected the boy to reach for his crotch, but
to his surprise, Yuu softly, nervously, ran his fingertips down his cheek to
his jawline before stopping. Mika nearly blanched at the tender, almost  loving
way the boy had stroked his cheek. Mika’s heart skipped.
“Is this ok, Sir?” Yuu blushed, his heavy lidded emerald eyes boldly meeting
his master’s.
Mika was momentarily mesmerized by this boy, and felt almost as if he were out
of his league. Which was ridiculous!  He  was the master. Yuu was his slave! He
blinked at Yuu and found himself saying “It’s more than ok, Yuu…” as if he were
in a trance.
Yuu swallowed back his nervousness and continued to explore, running a thumb
over the blonde’s firm lips, down the smooth column of his neck and to his
chest until he reached the shirt buttons at his Master’s collar. Chancing
another glance at Mika’s eyes, he began unbuttoning his Master’s shirt. His
Master had a mouthwatering body, and Yuu wanted to see it, taste it,  feel  it.
When all the buttons were undone, Yuu spread the material wide and shuffled
closer on his knees between Mika’s legs. His Master was hard, but Yuu wouldn't
touch him there. Not tonight, unless his Master demanded it. And so far, the
man said nothing. Just watched Yuu with a studying gaze as the boy bent his
head to flick Mika’s nipple with his hot wet tongue.
Mika hissed in a breath. The bud was so damned sensitive. Yuu looked up at him
with wide eyes, then a little smirk tugged at the corner of the boy’s lips.
Mika couldn't believe.  The boy is teasing me?!  “Careful, boy…” Mika said,
with no real threat behind the words. He actually kind of liked it.  This is
dangerous.  He thought. At this rate, he’d be fucking the boy before he was
ready. And all the progress they’d made would be lost.
When Yuu started moving to the other nipple, Mika deemed that the boy’s teasing
had gone far enough. He bent to grip Yuu’s hip and pull him into his lap so the
boy was straddling him. “You little tease…” Mika kissed him, hard. Cupping his
nape and shoving his tongue into the sweet cavern of Yuu’s mouth, tasting him,
fucking his mouth with his tongue, sucking his lip.
When Mika pulled away, Yuu was breathless and red faced.  That’s more like it.
“I think it’s time for a cold shower, Yuu-chan.” For the both of them.
***
Now, what had  started  as a cold shower, led to steamy hot water cascading
down Mika’s back as he pinned Yuu against the wall with the boy’s legs wrapped
around his hips.  Fuck  this boy got his blood hot. Yuu had grumbled and pouted
at being denied his exploration, which simultaneously pissed Mika off and
turned him on.
Usually he’d never put up with a slave pouting like a brat, but something about
the way Yuu’s eyes gleamed with a deep seated stubbornness made the blonde’s
cock stiffen so hard that he couldn't help but grind it against the cleft of
his boy’s ass.
Mika had removed the plug for their shower, which now he deemed a big mistake,
because Yuu was writhing against his cock and reaching behind himself to try to
shove it inside himself.
“No, boy.” Mika growled and Yuu’s lips. “Not yet.”
Yuu made a sound of frustration and Mika pulled back to look at his boy’s
pouting face again. “Why?” Yuu panted. “Don't you want me for that, Sir?”
Oh how he did. “Oh yes, Yuu-chan. I do. But you’re not ready.” At the boy’s
puzzled look, Mika explained “You’ve only been here a couple of days. You have
not been properly trained to take me, and I could hurt you. And you need to
learn your body just as I need to learn it. Understand?”
Yuu didn't, but he nodded anyway. “Yes, Sir…”
Mika knew that the boy didn't see it his way, but he would. And Mika honestly
couldn't wait until his chastity sentence was over. If Yuu was this needy now,
he could only  imagine  how needy he would be in 11 more days.
***** Is Giving in Considered a Weakness? *****
Chapter Notes
     Hi all! Sorry for the late update! This week was awful and busy and
     stressful and ugh!
     I hope that didn't manifest itself into this. I'm having fun writing
     this so far! It's just hard to find the time.
     I hope you enjoy this chapter though! We get inside Yuu's head a bit
     more, and start to see changes in him and his way of thinking. Is
     this a good thing or bad thing?
     Thank you guys for the awesome feedback!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Give me the key!” Yuu shouted.
It was day 9 of his chastity sentence, and this was his behavior today. He was
ireful, angry, and horny as hell. And he’d had enough.
“Put the ball down, boy.” Mika said calmly from across the living room, eying
the rubber ball clenched in Yuu’s shaking hands. The boy wouldn't dare throw it
at him, he was currently threatening to throw it at a lamp. “Or else I’ll flush
the key.”
Yuu gasped “You wouldn't!”
Mika leveled his gaze at Yuu was an air of indifference that didn't match his
emotions. “Try me, boy.” Mika knew this would happen. It was a natural reaction
from him being teased and denied release repeatedly.
Throughout the week, Yuu grew more and more beautifully desperate; Begging,
crying, frantically humping his mattress, pulling at his clothes in
frustration, squeezing the cage which trapped his constantly hard dick. And
then the rebellion had shown through. And Mika couldn't wait to punish him once
his episode was over.
Yuu continued to glare with those defiant, stubborn, breathtakingly beautiful
green eyes.
Mika couldn't have asked for a better reaction. “Last chance, Yuu. Drop it.”
With gritted teeth, he shook his head no.
“Alright then.” Mika took the key to the boy’s cage from around his neck,
dangling it for Yuu to see, then strode to the bathroom.
Yuu blanched in horror. “Wait!” Yuu dropped the ball chased after him, heading
into the bathroom right in time to see Mika drop the key into the toilet, and
flushed it. Yuu dropped to his knees, eyes still wide with disbelief. Clenching
his shaking fists, he bit out “You’re evil...you know that?!”
Mika stifled the urge to roll his eyes and kept his face impassive. “You’ll
thank me later. One dick is enough in this relationship right now.” Mika’s eyes
became steely, letting the boy know he meant business. Mika had to admit that
it would be a lie to say that he didn't enjoy forcing the boy into some
situations sometimes. He had it coming with the edging this morning, and the
barely prodding his cock at Yuu’s entrance until he was nearly sobbing. But he
came to discover, that Yuu truly had an unruly temper and hadn't yet learned
what was best for him.
Yuu was still young, barely over 18. It was only natural that he nearly went
insane after just 9 days. There was no need to stay mad at him for too long.
Soon enough, Yuu would cuddle up to him so sweetly, just as he always did every
night. Like the good boy he truly was.
Mika roughly cupped his nape, forcing him to meet his eyes. Yuu’s were watering
with unshed tears. “Do you hate me, Yuu-chan?”
Yuu was visibly shaking with fury, hesitating to answer. He bit his lip, hard,
then whispered “N-no…”
“What is your purpose here, boy?”
Yuu blinked up at him, his features softening as a tear slipped down his cheek.
“To s-serve you...S-sir…” He sniffled.
Mika felt a pang, which was strange. He thought he almost felt... guilty.
Which was absurd. He’d never felt guilty when training his slaves. Guilt was
dangerous. Guilt could lead to...other things...He stealed himself once more.
“Go to the playroom, strip and kneel with your nose in the corner.”
Yuu rose to his feet without a word, his face somber as he did as instructed.
***
Yuu could hardly believe what had just happened. He mulled it over in his mind
again and again as he sat there with his nose in the corner like a child. It
was humiliating, and he couldn't stop crying.
He didn't know what brought upon his bout of anger today. It was like something
inside him had snapped. He was frustrated from the amount of horniness he was
experiencing, he was desperate to touch himself, to stroke his hardness like
he’s always been able to, to take his own release--
It’s not mine to take... He realized.
Mika had told him when he put the cage on, that as his master,  he  alone was
in control of his pleasure. And his master  had  pleasured him. The teasing
touches, the deep languid kisses, the way he’d petted him and massaged his
aching muscles, when he’d turn on the vibrator to stimulate a spot inside of
him he never realised even existed. It had all felt wonderful, and he’d never
felt so cherished and cared for. Mika fed him, was patient with him, had gifted
him with his attention and time as well as material items and a room of his
own, which Yuu had never had.
And I repay him by being selfish. And threatening to break his things.  All
because he wanted to touch his own dick.
Yuu saw now how ridiculous his actions had been. Mika was his Master, his Sir,
his Alpha and his savior. He wanted to make the man happy. He wanted the man to
own his body and mind, and his mind had rebelled.  I have to make this right.
Even if he never got to feel his cock harden ever again, at least he had his
Master’s beautiful hard dick to feel.  If he still wants me--
Yuu’s thoughts were interrupted when he heard the door to playroom open and
shut.
“Stand.” Mika said firmly.
Yuu did.
“Come here.”
Keeping his head lowered, Yuu padded over to stand before Mika, studying his
Master’s feet. There were bare. He was about to kneel again when he felt Mika’s
large palm on the back of his neck again, grabbing him by the scruff and
leading him over to-- oh god…  The breeding bench lay before him, the angle of
the bench made it so when Yuu lay on it, his ass would be in the air with his
caged pricked hanging off the end and his head on the downward slope.
He gulped as he positioned himself on the bench. He’d been on one of these
before when he’d been caned.  Will Mika cane me?  It wasn't any less than he
deserved for his despicable behavior.
Mika moved to the front of the bench and cuffed his wrists before locking them
in place above his head. Then he cuffed Yuu’s ankles and attached a spreader
bar to the cuffs to keep the boy’s stance shoulder width as he lay bent over.
He tapped Yuu’s ass with a hand, then removed the plug, marveling in the way
the boy’s hole gaped for a few moments before he clenched from the emptiness
and his pretty boy-cunt closed again. Mika groaned at the sight.
Yuu wriggled, feeling his master’s gaze on his most secret areas, making him
flush and his dick harden in his cage. Yuu keened when he felt his shaft
straining against the metal and precum began to leak from him.
“Hard already, Yuu-chan?” Mika asked, amused.
Yuu wriggled again. “Y-yes, Sir.”
“But aren't you angry with me? I just threw away the key. Your freedom. Don't
you want to stroke your own dick again? To feel its hardness and the pleasure
you get from cumming?”
Yuu swallowed, hesitating a moment, considering his answer. “No, Sir.” He said
honestly. “I’m angry with myself.”
Mika blinked, surprised. “And why is that?” He asked, curious as to what was
going through his boy’s mind.
“You’re good to me, Master. I was only thinking of my own dick, when I should
be thinking only about yours…” His eyes began to water again, shame suffusing
him. “I’m so sorry--I’m an awful slave!” Yuu sobbed. “Please...please teach me
how to be better! Your pleasure is my pleasure. I want to make you feel good.
Please! Use me! Please don't get rid of me--!”
“Sshh…” Mika soothed. He was stunned by this admission. He hadn't expected such
a shift in perspective so quickly, but this was what he’d been aiming for. For
his boy to realize this revelation. And it took him being harsh and flushing
the key to his freedom for his boy to realize this. “Never, Yuu-chan. I’ll
never get rid of you.” He ran a hand over Yuu’s flank. “You’re becoming such a
good boy. Good boy’s know that by pleasing their Master, they receive pleasure
as well. I’m proud of you for realizing your mistake. And for realizing your
true place.”
Mika had come into the playroom with the intent to punish. But once again, his
boy was tugging at his heartstrings, making him want to pleasure the boy, to
claim his cunt for his own-- No! Not yet!  Mika had to stay firm, or else the
boy would possibly play on his weaknesses. More and more, Mika realized that
Yuu was smart. So smart, that he could possibly manipulate him. Which Mika
wouldn't allow. He couldn't…
“I’m going to punish you, Yuu-chan. Once your punishment is over, you will be
forgiven.”
Yuu nodded, closing his eyes. “Yes, Sir. Please, punish me.” For the past week,
he hadn't been punished. Mika had trained him, gave him tasks to do like going
grocery shopping with him in nothing but gauzy pants and a sweatshirt. Everyone
in the store was able to still his cage through the material. Which was
humiliating. But Mika had told him that it was to get used to the feeling of
being exposed, and learn that he shouldn't be ashamed of his body or his
chastity. That particular task had taken more than once to be able to walk
around in public without wanting to die from embarrassment.
He’d also been keeping the plug in every day unless he had to take it out for
the bathroom and to clean it, and was growing accustomed to the feeling of
something inside of him. Even started to enjoy it.
But the chastity? This morning, he’d woken up in so much pain from the metal
cage cutting into his dick. He ground it against the mattress, squeezed it,
shook it around, but it only made him hornier and more frustrated. He tried a
cold shower, but his cock wouldn't relent. He’d tried a bag of ice, but that
didn't help either. Before he knew it, he was yelling at his Master like a
child having a tantrum. Yuu needed this punishment to atone for that. He
wouldn't be able to continue serving Mika properly without it. He needed the
man’s forgiveness. He needed pain to remind him that he needed to be good. He
needed this to hurt.
Mika went to the cabinet, opening it, inspecting his tools. Choosing an item,
he walked back over to stand behind Yuu. He brushed the leather strands across
the boy’s back, letting him feel them, his own cock hardening in his pants as
he watched the soft leather of the flogger move and fall over the boy’s smooth
back, even when in the back of his mind he knew he didn't want to cause Yuu
pain.
Gooseflesh rose over Yuu’s skin as he shuddered. He turned his head to look at
what was touching him; it felt like hundreds of silky soft touches. But he
didn't recognize the object his master was wielding.
“Try to relax” Mika said. He lifted the handle of the flogger and let the
strands graze over Yuu’s back before shimmying it, causing them to lightly tap
against his skin. Then he raised it, twirling the strands to just above his
back between his shoulder blades, allowing the strands to  slap-slap-slap  over
his skin, then lower, until the skin began turning a pretty light pink.
Mika raised his arm, then brought the flogger down hard over Yuu’s back,
avoiding his spine, but causing the skin to slightly welt.
Yuu cried out, panted, then closed his eyes to control his breathing and relax
his muscles. Mika ran the strands of leather over the spot he’d just struck. It
felt cool against his heated flesh, the abused skin hypersensitive. Soon the
stinging pain turned into an intense heat, and Yuu was ready for more.
Mika gave him more, working him over, whipping his shoulder blades, down his
flank and backside. By the time Mika reached the backs of his thighs, Yuu was
hard in his cage again and moaned with every strike.  How can this feel so
good?  Yuu briefly thought. The bite of leather was intense, but the blooming
warmth and tingling that came after seemed to make his entire body buzz. His
mind felt floaty, almost euphoric. He could smell the scent of leather and
sandalwood and something else that was purely his Master’s distinct scent,
perceived the cool air from his Master’s breath ghosting over his skin. Yuu
closed his eyes, no longer afraid of the pain, but focused on this new feeling
flowing through his veins and heating his blood
Mika gazed at the boy in amazement. Yuu’s back was painted in glowing red
striations and glistened with sweat. And he was perfect; moaning and raising
his hips for more. Mika was satisfied with the result.
“I’m proud of you, boy.” He dropped the flogger and started circling the bench,
admiring his handiwork. He hadn't broken the skin, and the stripes of red were
slightly raised. He was definitely going to be sore. But by the look at the
boy’s face, he wasn't feeling it right now. Pride welled in his chest to see
Yuu in such a calm state of subspace. He’d never been so docile before, so
accepting. He’d been submissive and obedient, but never so  serene.  “Yuu?”
The boy moaned softly in answer, eyes closed as if in sleep, but he was rocking
his hips back and forth, enticing his Master to touch.
Mika was helpless not to resist. His skimmed his fingertips up the cleft of
Yuu’s ass, making the boy shudder almost violently. Mika knew how sensitive he
would be after being flogged. Yuu’s ass clenched and unclenched as he began to
pant, the little pink hole winking when Mika brushed the pad of his forefinger
over it.  So cute... He sunk his finger in and groaned when the boy’s hole
devoured his finger, sucking it in as if it was hungry for more.
Yuu’s breath hitched. His Master’s finger wasn't as big as the plug, and it
felt like it wasn't enough. “S-sir…” Yuu gasped. “May I have another?”
Mika grinned wickedly. “You want another finger in your ass, boy?”
Yuu looked at him over his shoulder with pleading eyes. “If it pleases you…”
Oh how it does.  He inserted a second easily. The boy’s hole was still
stretched from the plug and slick from the remaining lube inside, and seemed to
memorize the sensation of something being inserted, because he opened up so
nicely for his fingers. “Fuck…” Mika grated. “Your slutty little hole is
hungry, isn’t it boy?”
Yuu nodded, blushing prettily under his Master’s studying gaze. He could hardly
speak. His breathing was as heavy as Mika’s now and his trapped dick throbbed
and leaked with each of his heartbeats. “Oh God!” Yuu cried out when Mika’s
fingers rubbed his sweet spot.
“Want me to unlock you? You’ve taken your punishment well.”
Yuu’s brows drew together. His lust addled brain trying to make sense of the
man’s words. “B-but...but you flushed it.”
Mika smirked. “You think I wouldn't keep a spare? You’re not ready for
permanent chastity, Yuu-chan.”
Master had tricked him...and Yuu was furious! And elated. And grateful and
afraid and a bunch of other emotions he couldn't comprehend. But one thing did
ring in his mind through all the other thoughts, and that was the fact that he
didn't need to be unlocked to have pleasure. He could cum just from this alone,
and he soon would if Mika didn't stop rubbing his prostate in those slow,
agonizing circles. His Master had told him that his hole was his pussy, and it
was all he needed to be able to have pleasure. Yuu didn't believe it then, but
he did now. He asshole didn't feel like it used to before he’d come to this
place. It was so damn sensitive, and he craved being filled without the comfort
of the plug. “D-don't, please. Don’t unlock me yet. Please Sir.”
Mika’s fingers prodded harder, digging into Yuu’s sweet spot until the boy was
gasping and writhing and groaning with desperation. He palmed his own erection
through his jeans. He knew he wouldn't be able to wait much longer. Yuu’s cunt
needed to be fucked. It belonged to  him  now.  He  had made the boy this way.
He wanted to claim it.
“I-Sir-I’m close!” Yuu grit his teeth. “Please…”
“Please what, Yuu? Let you cum?”
Yuu shook his head as best as he could manage. “N-no…” Yuu moaned around parted
lips. “Don't let me. Not on just your fingers, Sir.” Even as he said this, he
kept rocking back on them. “Your cock-! Oh fuck-I don't want to cum! Not
without you inside of me!”
Mika abruptly pulled his fingers out, making the boy whine.  “Holy shit…”  Mika
whispered, more to himself. He gave Yuu’s asscheek a firm squeeze. “I can't
take it anymore!” He hurriedly undid the cuffs from Yuu’s wrists and ankles,
then once freed, scooped him into his arms and carried him to his bedroom. His
balls felt heavy as he walked. He’d nearly cum in his pants from the boy’s
words alone.  Ridiculous. What the hell is wrong with me?  He wasn't supposed
to be this hard up. He’d gone weeks, hell,  months  without sex and that was
when he’d had a slave to fuck whenever he wanted. But with Yuu? He couldn't
seem to control himself. He’d always been able to before. So why couldn't he
now? Why was he breaking the promises he’d made to himself and his boy? Why was
he carrying the Yuu to his bed to fuck him when this wasn't supposed to happen
until his sentence was up?
Because there’s something about him.  His mind supplied. He wasn't sure what
that meant, but he couldn't seem to care. He wanted Yuu’s body, as well as his
mind. And he was going to take it. Fuck the rules. They no longer existed when
it came to this boy.
Chapter End Notes
     I didn't intend for this to be a slow build. But I guess I really
     like sexual tension ;)
     Will Mika fuck him? Who knows? Well I do. But Maybe that'll change by
     popular vote. Either way, thank you for reading and for the positive
     reviews! XOXOX
***** The Past Cannot be Changed, It can only be Accepted... *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yuu trembled in Mika’s arms as he set the boy down on his bed and stripped
himself of my own clothing before crawling over him.
The soft, satin sheets felt like heaven against his sensitive skin, and Yuu
winced a little when he scooted to the head of the bed. He was beginning to
feel sore from his flogging, but he liked it. It made every touch and sensation
feel even more intense.
Mika cupped Yuu’s face, staring down into a sea of emeralds. “Yuu-chan.” He
breathed, touching his forward to Yuu’s. “Fuck...what are you doing to me?”
Yuu blinked.  Doing to him?  He wasn't aware he’d done anything. Not since his
punishment. “I…” Yuu bit his plump bottom lip before continuing. “I’m sorry,
Sir. But...what did I do?”
Mika’s eyes darkened with lust, consuming the boy beneath him as they gazed
into one another. “You make me feel...things...I feel like I have no control
with you. It maddens me…” He knew it was unwise to admit this, but with Yuu, he
felt like he could tell him anything.
Before Yuu could say anything else, Mika crushed his lips against his, prodding
at his mouth with his tongue as he demanded entrance.
Yuu opened for him with a sweet little moan, making Mika’s cock twitch and leak
with precum.
Mika settled between Yuu’s legs as he devoured his mouth, rubbing his aching
shaft against Yuu’s balls, spreading the precum on them, then angling his cock
downward to prod at the boy’s entrance.
Yuu opened his legs wider to accommodate his Master, raising his hips, trying
to work Mika’s shaft into his asshole. He didn't even care if he went in dry at
that point. He just felt so empty.
Mika pulled back. Not wanting to hurt him. Yuu was so eager and it thrilled him
to no end. But he refused to make their first time together painful. “Yuu-
chan.” Mika gasped, pulling his hips back. “Be still.”
He did, but Yuu clutched at Mika’s back as if to keep him from getting away.
Am I trying to get away?  Mika thought to himself. He raised himself on
straightened arms, still slightly rocking his hips against the crack of Yuu’s
ass.  Why am I hesitating?  True, he had sentenced Yuu to chastity and the boy
only had a few days left. But Mika felt like he was being punished as well, to
the point where he was going to just toss away his own rulebook and do what he
wanted...But then again... If I give in now, if I succumb to his allure, what
would that say about me as his Master?
“Dammit…” Mika cursed as he gripped Yuu’s thigh, turning the boy over to his
belly. The boy’s breath hitched and his raised his perfect little ass in
invitation, but Mika pushed his hips back down. “No.” Mika said firmly. “Be
still.” He scooted back and laid on his own belly until his face was right
above Yuu’s ass. The red striped from the flogger were beginning to welt, and a
small amount of bruising could be seen on the backs of the boy’s thighs.  Now
isn't the time.  Mika concluded. He’d just punished his boy. He would be in
pain once he was free of his subspace. If he fucked his ass now, he’d just
increase and prolong the boy’s pain. Which he didn't want. If he was going to
have sex with his boy, he’d do it right.
Mika never cared about how ‘first times’ went before. But with Yuu, he wanted
it to be good. He wanted this boy to  need  him. He wanted to possess and be
possessed…
A fleeting thought entered Mika’s mind.  I want it to mean something. I want it
to be special.  He could have slapped himself if he wasn't so far gone.
Special? Really Mika? You’re fucking your slave in the ass. This is what you
wanted him for isn't it? This is all he’s good for!
Mika shook his head to dislodge those thoughts. He didn't know where the ugly
notion came from, but that wasn't how he felt. Yuu was special. Fuck it, he’ll
admit it. Yuu was special and he didn't know why and he didn't care why. He
just was. And he wanted this to be good for him too. “I’m not going to fuck
you, boy.” Mika tried to make his voice steely, but it came out gravely and
rough. “Your sentence isn't up yet.”
Yuu whined, almost like a whisper, but he didn't argue. He simply asked “Will
you fuck me when the sentence is over, Sir?”
Mika nipped Yuu’s asscheek in answer, making the boy yelp from the mingled pain
and pleasure from it. “I want you...so fucking badly…” He kissed the spot he’d
bit. “How could I not? I want to burry myself in you right fucking now. But I
can't…” Mika palmed Yuu’s asscheeks and spread them, revealing the little pink
hole he wanted to claim so badly. He licked it lightly, barely a graze of his
tongue. The furled flesh tasted sweet and twitched from the contact.
“Nng! Oh god...M-master! T-that feels so good…”
Mika grinned and licked again, this time starting at his smooth taint and
trailing his tongue up to Yuu’s hole. His boy panted and wiggled, begging for
more. So he gave him more. He repeated his action, then straightened his tongue
and prodded it inside of Yuu’s entrance over and over, fucking him with his
tongue, tasting him. No slave had ever tasted so sweet before. Mika couldn't
get enough as he made out with Yuu’s ass, and it felt like the boy’s hole was
kissing back.
As he devoured Yuu’s ass, he stroked his own cock, it throbbed so hard it
pained him. He couldn't even imagine how the boy must feel right now. But he
was glad that he wasn't in his place--
“Oh fuck...Master! I--oh god I’m going to cum!--”
Mika drew back quickly. “What?” He sat up to look down at the boy.
Yuu was lying very still, afraid to make any sudden movements in the event that
he would spontaneously orgasm. He panted heavily, sweat sheened his body as he
held on for dear life. He hadn't been given permission to cum. He hadn't even
been fucked and his cock was trapped in a cage. Yet, Yuu knew he was going to
cum. Could literally feel his seed desperately climbing up in straining shaft.
A stiff breeze would set him off at this point. “M-master...if you don't want
me to cum yet, you’d better stop.” Yuu panted. “I’m about to blow, I swear it!
If you touch me I’ll cum…”
Mika couldn't help but smile in amusement. “Are you really so sensitive, Yuu-
chan?” He teased. “I could make you cum just from my tongue up your sweet
little hole?”
Yuu groaned, fisting Mika’s bedsheets in his hands and he desperately held onto
his control. “Master, please! Please don't!”
“Why not?”
Yuu barely stopped himself from humping the mattress. “Because!” Yuu keened.
“You’re not in me yet!”
Mika grit his teeth, pushing himself off the bed the pace the expanse of his
bedroom. He’d never felt so conflicted. He wanted control. He wanted have this
boy begging to be fucked, and he was. He hated the rules he’d set. Hated
himself for his need for control. This boy had no control. When he was going to
cum, he meant it. Mika knew this. When he needed to be filled, he meant it.
Mika knew this as well. But he also knew, that he needed to control this boy.
And what Yuu didn't know, was that Mika hadn't got to cum since he’d locked Yuu
in chastity. He hadn't done this before. And he realised it at that moment. He
was going to suffer this sentence with Yuu, no matter how much he regretted his
decision.
“Yuu-chan…” Mika breathed in and out...In. Out. In… “I think we should stop.
It’s not...time yet…” He words sounded so dumb, even to his own ears.
Yuu nodded. “Yes, Sir. When my sentence is up…”
Yuu didn't even need to finish what he was going to say. Mika nodded in return.
“When your sentence is up…”
They both lay in Mika’s large, king sized bed for over an hour. Not touching.
Not talking. Both trying to calm their lebidos. It was a special kind of hell.
This went on until Yuu declared that he had to pee.
And God help him, Mika wanted to watch. Maybe even assist. But he couldn't. As
soon as he touched the boy, both he and Mika would be right back where they
started.
Mika thought this was ridiculous. He was 30 years old. He should have better
control by now. But that didn't matter when he was with Yuu-chan. Nothing
mattered when he was with Yuu-chan. He needed Yuu-chan. These feelings inside
him weren't normal and he realised it. He just didn't know why. “Cold shower.
Then sleep. Now.”
***
10 years ago:
The snow crunching under his feet was satisfying. Mika had always loved the
sound and feel of it. It seemed to center his wild thoughts and calm him. His
duty and responsibility, the pressure his family put him under to carry on
their legacy, to become like his father and run his company. Sometimes it got
too much. He got overwhelmed and needed to clear his head. Which was what he
was doing now, walking around downtown, ignoring the bodyguard trailing him or
any suggestions the man kept spouting about getting into the limousine where it
was warm. He was 17 years old, he could defend himself, the bodyguard was
annoying. He’d never needed one to be able to go out on the town before. Not
since his father pissed off the wrong people in a rival company and started
receiving threats against his family.
Mika glanced over his shoulder at the man. He was wearing sunglasses, even
though it was nearly dusk. Mika rolled his eyes and pulled his hood over his
head, stuffing his hands into his pockets to keep warm and focused on the
ground as he walked and weaved around the people passing him.
Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He wouldn't have
even seen it if he hadn't have glanced in that direction at that very moment.
Mika stopped, turning to face it.
There was an alley between two large buildings, and curled in a little ball
against one wall, was a young boy. He was small, thin as a rail and was visibly
shivering in his spot on the ground where it looked like he had swept away the
snow to settle on the now bare little circle. Even then though, the concrete
had to be like ice. And the boy had on tennis shoes, jeans and a sweatshirt.
Hardly a fitting attire for a frigid winter’s night.
Mika walked over to him. “Hey there.” Mika said, trying to appear friendly and
not frighten the child.
The little boy turned his head sharply towards him with a glare. Mika paused,
momentarily stunned by the color of his eyes and how lovely they were in
contrast with his dark hair. They looked intense when paired with the boy’s
‘don't fuck with me’ expression.
“What are you doing out here all alone? Aren't you cold?” Mika asked, concerned
about the bluish tint to the boy’s lips.
“I’m f-fine--” He grit his teeth to keep them from chattering.
Mika’s brows drew together. The boy was going to be stubborn, obviously. He
made his voice stern. “You don't look fine. You’re wearing a sweatshirt and
it’s 5 degrees. Where’s your parents? And why are you out here alone?”
The boy shrugged. “Here and there. They’ll be coming back soon! And they will
kick your ass if they see you!”
Mika couldn't help but give the boy a sad smile. He knew he was lying. Nobody
was coming for him. “Are you a slave?” He asked softly.
The boy blanched and seemed to curl in on himself. “H-how do you know what
am?!”
Mika’s family had owned many slaves to maintain their large estate. They’d used
children for work like cleaning dishes, feeding the horses and hounds or
shoveling snow. Until the recent new laws prohibited the buying and selling of
slaves under the age of 13. Which was likely why this boy was turned out into
the streets. He looked to be no older than 6 or 7 years old. The boy would die
on the streets like all the others had if he didn't help. He stood, holding out
his hand. “Come.”
The boy gaped at the hand like Mika was offering the kid a bomb. “I don't know
you.”
“My name is Mika. See? Now you know me.” Mika pointed to the bodyguard who was
now shadowing him. “That there is Goshi. He’d kind of an idiot, but he’s a good
guy. He protects me from the bad guys. He’ll protect you too while you’re with
me.”
A shadow of an amused grin played on the boy’s lips as he glanced between Mika
and Goshi. Then finally he stood. But he didn't take Mika’s outstretched hand,
instead wrapping his arms around his trembling tiny body. “What is it you want?
I’m too young now to be a house slave. Are you interested in sexual favors?
Because I can--”
“What?!” Mika shook his head furiously and waved his hands around. “No! No no
absolutely not!” He was appalled that this child was even aware of such an
implication. What kind of owner would use a child like that?! “Look. I can't
own you or anything. That’s not my intention. I just want to get you out of the
cold. Come on. Let’s go get something to eat, yeah?”
The boy still hesitated, but after a few more heartbeats, he took a few
tentative steps towards Mika. Was it unwise to go with strangers? Of course.
The boy had no idea what kind of fate would befall him this night. But if these
men were going to kill him, maybe it would be better than slowly freezing to
death. He could only hope.
Mika told Goshi to call for the limo, and when it pulled up, the boy’s eyes
widened with excitement. Goshi strode over and opened the door, and Mika
gesture for the boy to climb in first.
“After you.” Mika said with a smile. His heart fluttered at the delighted look
on the kid’s dirty little face.
The boy hopped in, curling up in the large heated seats and looked around the
spacious area with open curiosity.
“Inform my parents that I won't be home for dinner.” Mika told Goshi. Then
ducked into the limousine and allowed Goshi to close the door. His body guard
always followed behind in a separate car. He’d find them later. Then Mika told
the driver to take them downtown.
As they drove off, Mika watched as the boy inspected the interior of the limo
with wide, curious eyes. He pushed buttons and opened cabinets, nothing was in
any of them. He opened the mini fridge and found water bottles. Without asking
permission, he took one, opened it, then guzzled. Mika felt a pang, and
wondered how long the boy had been out in the streets.
The boy set the empty water bottles down and swiped his mouth this the back of
his hand. “So, where are you taking me?”
“Well first, we’re gonna get you a proper jacket so you don't freeze your ass
off.” Mika replied. “Then we’re going to go to a restaurant that has the best
curry in Tokyo.”
At the mention of food, the boy’s stomach growled loudly. He blushed in
embarrassment.
Mika chuckled. “You like curry?”
The boy shrugged, noncommittally. “It’s ok, I guess.” An understatement. Curry
was his favorite.
When the driver stopped at a shop, he got out and opened the door for Mika and
the boy. And they climbed at. Upon entering the store, the boy backed up a bit,
afraid to be in a place that had such nice things. Mika picked out a little red
coat for him and had the boy try it on. It fit, so he removed the tags to pay
for it and the boy wore it out of the store.
On the way to the restaurant, the boy glared out the window, obviously deep in
thought. Mika couldn't help but wonder what the feisty kid was thinking about
all of this.
At the restaurant, the boy devoured his meal like it was the last one he’ll
ever have. Mika’s brows drew together at the thought. He wasn't yet 18, so he
couldn't register a slave of his own, and the boy was too young to be a slave
now.
As they finished their meal, Mika came to a conclusion. Once he was 18, he’d
figure out a way to keep the boy. But for now, he had no choice but to turn him
into the shelter. It was expensive to turn a slave into the city. Owners had to
pay large fees in order for the city to have funds to care for the former slave
children. Which was likely why this boy was on the streets. His previous owner
probably couldn't afford the cost of his care.
When they pulled up in front of the shelter, the boy turned to Mika with wide
eyes filled with hurt. “The Shelter?” He asked. “I’m not staying with you?”
Mika shook his head. “I’m sorry. I’m not old enough to own a slave.” And his
parents would balk at the idea of claiming some random slave boy off the
streets. They were pretentious as fuck. Mika hated it.
He pulled the boy into a hug. He liked the kid. He was smart, though he wasn't
educated  properly. Their conversations during dinner flowed easily and the boy
was quick to laugh and made Mika laugh as well. His heart had never felt so
light around another person. He made a vow to himself in that moment. When he
was 18, he would come back for the boy. It didn't matter if he couldn't have
him as a slave. He’d figure out a way to own him no matter what. His family had
enough money to convince the right people once Mika was of age. He’d figure it
out.
The boy looked so sad when Mika led him by the hand into the shelter to turn
him in. The fee was thousands of dollars, but Mika didn't care. If it would
help to keep the boy safe and healthy until he could come back for him, then
he’d pay the price.
The boy looked on the verge of crying once the paperwork was finished. Mika
couldn't stand it. He knelt down on one knee and cupped the boy’s face. “It’s
only for a little while. I promise you, once I’m 18 and allowed to own you, I
will come back for you. I swear it.”
The boy sniffled and rubbed his eyes. “Don't bother!” He said angrily. “You’re
not the first to throw me away, and you won't be the last.”
Mika winced at the boy’s statement. “No! It’s not like that!-”
“It’s fine.” The boy turned his head away. “It’s better this way. You helped
me, and I thank you for it. I won't forget your kindness.”
Mika frowned. This felt so wrong. He didn't want to leave the boy in this
place. He wanted to steal him away and keep him safe. But he couldn't. At least
not now. Even if he wanted to try to keep him in his home as a secret, his
parents wouldn't allow it. He’d have to come for him in a couple of months.
“Please, forgive me.” Mika said. “I don't want to leave you, trust me. But I
swear, with everything I am, I will come for you.”
The boy looked him in the eyes, an all consuming expression that made Mika want
to crush the boy in an embrace again. “Ok.” The boy gave a smile. “I will see
you soon then.”
Mika smiled back. “What’s your name? So I can find you again?”
“My last master called me Yuuichiro.” The boy wiped his eyes.
“Yuuichiro then. Wait for me. I will come back in just a couple of months.
These people will take care of you until then.”
Yuuichiro nodded. “Thank you, Mika. I’ll miss you…”
.
4 months later.  On his 18th birthday, Mika came back to pick up Yuuichiro from
the shelter...
But the boy was already gone. When he’d asked where he went, he was told his
father had retrieved him. But they wouldn't give any other information after
that.
Mika’s heart broke that day. He’d failed this boy. He’d made Yuuichiro a
promise, and he’d failed him.
He was gone. And he’d likely never see the boy again...
Chapter End Notes
     SO! yeah....The majority of comments voted on waiting. So we're
     waiting ;)
     Will I have them do the deed next chapter? Hmm...
     Anywho! Have some backstory! Somebody in the comments was wondering
     why Yuu seemed so special to Mika. That got my wheels turning, so
     THIS popped into my head and OMG! Mika and Yuu had met before! But
     that was over 10 years ago, so they don't really remember.
     It's almost like Mika subcontiously remembers him.
     Should I have Mika fully remember Yuu as the same boy he helped off
     the streets so many years ago?
     I'd love your opinion.
     Also thank you all for your comments and love! Holy shit you guys are
     awesome! XOXOXO
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