For mugen_ai3
Title: Irasshaimase goshujin-sama (いらっしゃいませ御主人様)
Length: 21k+
Pairing: established Aiba/Nino/Ohno and Jun/Shibasaki Kou, but focused on the Kaze trio
Rating: NC-17 (Very Hardcore)
Genre: BDSM PORN
Warnings: all of them. No seriously, BDSM: bondage, discipline, humiliation, sadomasochism, pain!play, fire-cupping, enema (but it’s not too much, so please don’t be thrown off by it)
Beta: rsk110
Summary: Master Shibasaki and Master Aiba make a trade of their pets
Author’s Notes: This was fun to write, I hope mugen_ai3 enjoys it cuz I really wanted to do something good for her. I wanted to do this properly so I had a consultant, someone in the lifestyle, so thanks a lot to my consultant: aliceTV, without alice this wouldn’t have been what it became. I want to tell you a lot about this, but I guess I’d be giving myself away, so I won’t. Thanks to the mods for their understanding and support!
Irasshaimase goshujin-sama
(いらっしゃいませ御主人様)
Jun was walking back to the train station. He had left the office late, but he had had a very busy week. He even was on the phone the whole afternoon finalizing a contract. Now that everything was settled, and the job was Sakurai’s now, down in the legal department.
Stepping into the train, Jun tried to clear his mind about work. He had a good, two solid days off ahead of him and he had plans. Jun’s body was buzzing with excitement as he held onto a pole, watching the other stations pass.
Shibasaki-sama was waiting him at her flat, he had arranged all his commitments and appointments so he could spend Saturday and Sunday with her. He had promised her two full days and now that he had them, he wanted to get there as soon as possible.
He needed to go home first though, to get his bag ready. Not that he planned to stay dressed too long or at all. But he wanted to be prepared if Shibasaki-sama had something in mind for him.
He was tempted to have a shower before leaving the apartment, but he knew his Lady liked to oversee personally his hygiene before their scenes. So he decided against it. He packed three pairs of underwear, a couple of t-shirts, sweatpants and jeans. She might want to go shopping and if he wasn’t prepared for that he could suffer the consequences.
Stuffing everything into a duffel bag, he then turned off the lights before leaving for her place. He decided that he could afford to take a cab, because what he couldn’t do was wait much longer to see her.
Tokyo’s streets were packed as usual but the driver maneuvered to get him to her flat 20 minutes earlier than it would have taken, if he had used the train. He paid, thinking that he needed to stop at an ATM the next time he was allowed out of her apartment.
After ringing the bell for the building he leaned himself against the handrail leading towards the door of the building. Of course he had the building’s code, but sometimes Shibasaki-sama liked to make him wait, and he wanted to appear collected and patient if she looked at him through the monitor. This time, Jun didn’t wait long before his Master’s voice was heard from the monitor.
“You came from work?” She asked with a hint of apathy.
“Just went home to pick up my things, Kou-chan,” that was how he was supposed to address her when someone else could hear them.
“Come on up, Jun-kun,” She ordered and the door buzzed open.
Jun knew she didn’t like him too eager, so he walked. He knew she couldn’t see him, but if he arrived too soon to the tenth floor, she’d known he had run to her. Today, he really needed to stay on her good side, for the whole weekend, since he rarely took any personal days for himself like this.
The apartment’s door looked heavenly under the hallway indirect illumination. He went towards it and knocked. Shibasaki opened, she wasn’t wearing any of the leather attires she liked to wear for their scenes. It was a bit disappointing, but he smiled anyway. She looked beautiful with the summer white and yellow spring dress, a classic design: but classic suited her really well.
He entered the apartment and kneeled by the genkan, waiting for permission to really enter the apartment. Jun kneeling by her shoes meant he was ready to start, that this wasn’t just a test-run or one of their many talks.
She petted his head and he leaned to the touch, craving it like crazy.
“Take off your shoes, come in.” She instructed, going into the apartment first.
Jun untied his expensive shoes and put them on the rack in the place saved for him. When he stepped into the living room he noticed something that most definitely wasn’t there the last time he had been here.
But the something wasn’t an ‘it’; it was a girl. She didn’t look back at him. She had long golden hair that fell upon her shoulders, and tanned skin. He never thought his Master would like gyaru girls. The girl was wearing a pink chiffon blouse and through it Jun could see her brief breasts covered by a bubblegum pink bra, her legs were clad in baby pink thigh high tights. She was wearing a pink sateen miniskirt that showed a pink suspender under the hem holding the tights in place. She had bright pink high heels on. Jun didn’t even question why the girl was wearing shoes inside the house.
Jun assumed she was another submissive by the way her hands, covered with gloves that matched the skirt, were bound to her ankles just above the pretty pink shoes. He knew his Master had other playthings, but he had never met any of them. The disappointment traveled to his face this time. Jun had told Shibasaki that he was okay with being one of many, but since she never put him in that situation before, he didn’t know how to act.
“Never mind Satoko-chan. Let's get you clean and pretty, doggy,” Shibasaki said, leading him to the washroom by the hand.
The next thing Jun noted was that his doggy plate wasn’t in the usual place by the kitchen door. But he still said nothing. He undressed. He stopped being conscious about it a long time ago. He now enjoyed being under her scrutiny. He stood there in the middle of the bathroom with his feet slightly apart, letting her take a good look at his body.
"Did you go to the gym this week?" Shibasaki asked pressing her fingers on his biceps.
"Yes, Shibasaki-sama" Jun answered not delaying to do so. Knowing that not responding at once would led to punishment.
“How many times?” He traced her hand down his back and pinched him on the butt.
“Every day.”
“Good, doggy.” She complimented patting his butt. “Get in the shower. Start cleaning yourself.”
Jun nodded and turned the water at once. He was glad his owner didn’t mind him just nodding to show he had understood. He washed his hair, trying to ignore her steady eyes examining him every step of the way.
“The girl in the living room,” Jun’s Master started talking as he began lathering his neck and shoulders, “She’s not my submissive.” She informed and made a pause to interpret his reaction. Then she continued, “I want to talk seriously about this. So please answer me sincerely. Because if you don’t tell me when something is causing you discomfort I will not be held responsible for your shortcomings, do you understand, doggy?”
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama.”
“I want to share you with another Dom, and she’s here as exchange.” She informed matter-of-factly, but Jun didn’t stop washing his body as he listened.
“Is the deal done?” Jun asked, without looking at her directly.
“Yes, it is. Our deal also stands, if you find yourself handling too much, you can ask to stop. And I’ll handle you later.”
“What would I have to do?” Jun asked trying to keep his excitation at bay. If he looked too eager, his Master could get mad. He stopped his shower, but didn’t notice he had.
“Whatever you are being asked to, and act like you’re enjoying it, even if you’re not.”
“And if I refuse?” Jun asked, not that he really wanted to, but he felt safer when he knew what the consequences of everything were.
“I’ll be very disappointed, and probably very angry, and maybe I won’t want to see you for a while, but we could fix it, eventually.” She answered with a deadpan manner. It was frightening, as much as being threatened to be dropped as a sub. It made Jun wonder if he was easy to dispose. “Look, Jun-chan, don’t worry too much. We talked about your limits and I’d never put you in danger. I do care about you.”
“Thank you, Shibasaki-sama.” Jun said bowing low to show appreciation.
“Keep on washing, then, I want to deliver something as pretty as Satoko-chan to your temporary Master,” She informed. He nodded once then finished lathering his buttocks and legs.
His private parts were always washed by his Master. It always took his whole self-control to not be aroused by those firm touches as she stroked his penis clean or when she paid attention to his backside. Then she made him step out of the shower and toweled him dry before guiding him to the bedroom where he saw a duffel bag, but not his bag.
There were other things on the bed, like his dog tail, and dog ears headband, also the harness she liked him to wear when they were just lounging.
“Face down. Ass up,” She commanded walking towards the other end of the bed and took out a bottle of lubricant.
Jun did as told, planting his face on a pillow as he offered his bottom to his Master and waited. “I’m taking you to a good friend of mine, so you have to behave.” She said, slapping his left ass cheek softly only to gain his attention, not to excite him or punish him - perhaps a bit to tease him. “Any transgression you make,” she continued, lubing her finger and inserting it inside Jun with a practiced gesture. The submissive grunted softly. “Any mistake, you are not putting yourself to shame. You’ll be demonstrating the training you’ve got from me. So if you don’t do well, I’ll be very disappointed in you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama,” Jun whispered, trying to not enjoy the way his Master was pulling and pushing her now two fingers inside his hole.
“Also I have two rules you have to follow no matter what,” Shibasaki informed as she scissored her fingers inside him to make him loose, “The first one is that no matter what you are not allowed to ask for an orgasm. Do you understand?”
Jun swallowed before responding, “Yes, Shibasaki-sama.”
“The second one, is that you are not to touch yourself unless asked to, you absolutely cannot get an orgasm by your own hand, unless my friend gives you the order, is it clear?” Shibasaki asked taking the tail from the bed and starting to smear it with lube.
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama.” Jun repeated yet again.
“Good boy.” She praised and started pushing the blunt end of the plug inside of Jun, whose breathing stilled but then sped up.
He didn’t hate the tail. He wasn’t fond of it either. It was just a way to please his Master and to achieve some relief. Though when he was really worked up even the tail felt good.
When Shibasaki stopped pushing it in she slapped the furry part that hung out, making the plug move inside him. Jun bit back a grunt, since he knew his Master wouldn’t appreciate it. Jun felt, more than see, her walk around the bed to stand in front of him. He stayed in his submissive pose, because he couldn’t venture a punishment just before going out the house.
“Look at me, doggy,” She requested, so Jun lifted his head and stared at her. She was so beautiful with the back light. He felt the headband with the ears being slid on his head, “Good boy. Let’s get you dressed now.”
Jun wanted to protest, to complain about the tail or something, but he nodded and kneeled on the bed. looking a little lost.
“Go on, then,” She ordered sitting on the chair to look at him. “Don’t pay attention to Satoko-chan.” She egged him on, knowing that he had left his bag on the entryway. Jun got off the bed cautiously, though he knew from experience the tail wouldn’t fall out easily, he still had to put in an effort to keep it in place. “Should I remind you that dogs walk on four legs?” She asked and Jun immediately dropped to the floor and advanced towards the living room that way.
Satoko lifted her face to see him, but Jun ignored her, as he was told to do. He crawled and pulled the bag with his teeth. It would have been easier to just take it and walk back to the bedroom, but if he did Shibasaki wouldn’t be happy, and he needed to make her happy.
When he finally entered back to the room, his Master was watching TV, looking bored. She helped him to get dressed since he, after all, was a dog. It took a while to get him ready. The tail was strapped against his leg with a very feminine garter, and it itched when he put on pants. Nothing he couldn’t stand though.
She put away the harness in the duffel bag that wasn’t Jun’s, along with his underwear, sweatpants and remaining shirts from his. She picked it up and commanded, “Heel,” as she walked out of the room. He moved quickly to follow her closely.
“Sit, doggy,” Shibasaki told him and he obeyed. She placed the bag next to him and walked towards their guest. “Satoko-chan, how are you feeling?” She asked petting her on the shoulder.
“A little numbed, My Lady.” Satoko answered and her voice wasn’t what Jun thought it would be. It seemed a little feigned.
Shibasaki sighed and sat on the coffee table to work the other submissive hands and ankles free from the rope, “Stretch, baby girl.” The Master ordered, and Satoko did as told. Now that the girl was standing up. Jun could see her. He noticed that Satoko was just a bit taller than his Master, and Jun could also envision the truth behind the pink slutty clothes and the honey colored wig. “I’m sorry, girl, but I can’t leave you to wander around, come with me.”
Jun couldn’t see what happened when his Master led the girl-not-a-girl into the bathroom, but he could hear them as one gave instructions and the other replied. After just a few minutes Shibasaki got out of the bathroom and picked up the duffel bag telling Jun, “C’mon let’s go.”
They walked out of the apartment, but since they were in public now Jun stood up, aware that he was still wearing the dog ears, he watched his Master lock the door behind them. When she was ready to go she handed him the bag, and took his free hand.
When they were on a scene but in public, Jun was not allowed to speak unless spoken to, just to not be rude to the person who had spoken. He was to walk behind Master with her grabbing his wrist, like she was pulling him on a leash. And at last he was to smile even if he wasn’t enjoying the walk.
When they were going large distances, Shibasaki usually hailed a cab, because she didn’t really like public transportation. But this time, she started walking, so Jun assumed they were going somewhere close. But then they arrived at a train station.
Jun wanted to stop and ask why they were there. He wanted to tell her that he didn’t want to be with the tail and ears in public. And this was public, he might run into people from work. “This is your punishment,” his Master informed as she smiled sweetly, “for forgetting to walk like a dog.”
The man nodded sighing and following her. While on the streets there were only a few souls but inside the train was packed. The submissive started wondering if they could see the thing around his leg and if they wondered what it was or if no-one had noticed he was wearing the ears. But most of all he couldn’t stop the feeling that everyone around just knew he had something stuck up his ass. He knew it was irrational, that nobody could know, but this feeling was way past rational. There was some space in the train, but Shibasaki chose to stand between the pole Jun was using to steady himself, teasing his crotch with her hand whenever she thought no-one was watching… Though on second thought, she might have waited until someone WAS watching. Jun’s ears turned all red and hot and he wanted for her to stop. But she didn’t, she kept at it until she announced they had to get off at next station.
Jun felt hard and his face was flushed as she pulled him out of the train. He walked praying that nobody noticed anything was wrong with him. They walked about five blocks in that manner, Jun was starting to feel it was too much, when they stopped in front of a tall apartment building. Jun’s heart accelerated, feeling a bit apprehensive about what was going to happen. His borrowed Master, was she as pretty as his own? Was she as strict, or stricter? Would he be able to handle it?
They climbed into the elevator and Jun felt jealous that his Master knew the code to unlock the door, it indicated that she spent a lot of time there. As soon as the door closed Shibasaki was tugging the duffel bag and putting it on the floor. She pushed the second to last button in there. Then she proceeded to open the bag taking out his harness.
“Strip.” She directed sharply she prepared the leather harness to put it on him.
Jun bit back the hesitation and pulled his t-shirt off, and handed it to his Master who had her hand out to take it. He undid his pants, all of his blood leaving his face when the lift jumped a bit as it stopped at ninth floor. The door opened but no-one was there. Shibasaki clicked her tongue and pushed the button to close the door. “Well go on,” she barked and Jun continued taking the jeans off. When he picked up the jeans she already had folded the t-shirt and put it inside the bag. She looked up from the bag and snatched the jeans from his hands, glaring at him when he didn’t move to remove his boxers.
Jun repressed a sigh and pulled his underwear down, trying to control his ears from growing red, but failing. He handed them over too. She held the harness so he would pass his arms through the appropriate holes and then she helped him to do all of the buckles. They were almost there by then. Shibasaki closed the bag when everything was in order. The door opened just then. Jun feared that someone would be out in the hall and see them but no-one was there. His Master pushed the door closed again.
“Come here.” She directed and he stepped into her personal space. She admired his face and pulled a strand or two of his hair to tuck it behind his ear and righted one of the straps of the harness that had become askew. She rubbed his nipples through the loops and stuck her long finger nail into his navel before letting her hands fall on the doggy tail to free it from the garter and the harness leg strap. Jun hissed when he felt the plug move.
She pinched his ass cheeks, knowing that pushing them apart would make the plug dislodge, to push it inside again. Jun wanted to make some noise but he was still aware that he was naked inside an elevator of a building he had never been before. Her fingers pushed it in again and pressed his butt. Then her hands circled his hips and one of them went to stroke his already half hard cock while the other fondled his balls.
Once he was hard as a rock she smiled at him and pushed the lift door open. “Down boy,” She said pulling the leash from her purse and attaching it to Jun’s harness.
Jun fell to his knees and crawled behind her as she walked to an apartment in the middle of the hall. His heart was racing when she knocked on the black door. It was perhaps a couple of minutes before the door opened and a tall man with a bright smile opened the door.
“Aiba-san,” She saluted extending her hand to him, who smiled impossibly brighter and took it in his bigger, manlier hand and leaned to kiss her gallantly.
“Miss Shibasaki.” The man greeted her back with something that sounded like mockery to Jun who hadn’t been noticed at all, “Please come in.” He added stepping aside so she could walk into the apartment. Which she did pulling Jun along.
Once they were inside the apartment, Shibasaki slid her bright yellow high heels off and stepped into the tatami mat area.
“Stay,” She ordered and Jun sat in his dog position by the door.
“It seems well trained.” The man commented signaling Jun’s Master to sit at the living room.
“Thank you, so does Satoko-chan.” She smiled and sat.
“Can I offer you something to drink? Tea or coffee?” The man said, it seemed the man was very happy to see Jun’s Master and for a moment Jun was jealous and scared. His Master never mentioned the other Dominant was a man, he wanted to call it off but…
“Tea, please.” She requested putting one of the pillows in the couch on her knees.
“Sure.” He smiled and turned to the kitchen. “So, how is my little Satoko doing? Is she of your liking?”
“She’s exquisite.” Shibasaki continued, “That’s why I brought you my pet, instead of one of my playthings.”
For the first time Aiba’s eyes lay on Jun who was patiently waiting in the sitting position by the door where they left him. Jun’s confidence as a submissive, as the dog he wanted to be, waned under the scrutiny.
“It looks cute.” The man commented finishing putting stuff on a tray that he brought to the living room, “Kitty is going to like him.”
“I’m sure you both will, Aiba-san.” She assured taking the cup of tea offered to her.
Jun heard them talk softly, he leaning to talk almost to her ear and she smiled and giggled in return. It was bothering him that they chose to flirt so blatantly in front of him. Then she stood up, letting the Aiba guy kiss her hand again.
“Now I pray you for a couple of minutes with my pet alone,” Shibasaki said walking towards the place where Jun sat.
“Of course,” the man said bowing.
“Thank you, Aiba-san, my dear.” She said sliding her feet back into the yellow shoes and opening the door.
She pulled Jun’s leash, signaling him to follow her outside the apartment, “Okay Jun-chan, I’ll take my leave now.” She announced squatting to be able to see him in the face.
Jun put his right cheek to his right shoulder, the signal they agreed on to mean that he wanted to say something that was important, but he wanted permission first.
“Yes, tell me,” She spoke softly, almost as she spoke in the aftercare.
“It is a man.” He said and it sounded more stupid than he thought it would.
“Yes, that’s true. But you are not telling me anything important, and we agreed it had to be important when you did speak.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not gay.” Jun ventured, though he knew by her face that it didn’t matter.
“What? Did you think I’d give you to a woman? To someone who you would enjoy? Stick your pathetic tool into her and feel good?” Jun’s eyes opened big, while she mocked him. “This is not for you to enjoy, this is for you to trust me and relinquish that poor excuse of control you’re still hanging to. This is a test, baby, about how much you are willing to obey. Are you willing, Jun-chan?”
Jun looked into her eyes that had gone severe and he was a bit scared. Not about the situation, or because she could harm him, but of not being able to fulfill what he was being asking to do. So he told her that, he knew she’d understand, that’s why it worked between them, because he could tell her these kind of things and she wouldn’t laugh. She considered them and talked seriously about them.
“I wish we weren’t human, and that we were perfect. But we are not, and I’m not asking you to be like that.” She smiled and her eyes softened a little, “I just ask you to trust me and do your best. So I ask you again, are you willing, Jun-chan?”
“Yes, Master.” Jun answered feeling the self-doubt and uncertainty about his Master decline and almost disappear.
“Good boy.” She praised standing straight, “Now, please repeat me those two rules I asked you to follow when we were still at home.”
“One, not asking for an orgasm, unless he tells me to.” Jun recited looking up on her, “Two, not masturbating unless he orders me to.”
“Very good, I also told you, you should look like you’re enjoying it even if you’re not, remember?”
“Yes.”
“Just remember our safe word, Aiba-san knows it too. Okay?” she assured him with a smile and he nodded, “Now, give mama a kiss, doggy.” She said leaning over and letting him lick her face. “Atta boy, go back inside, baby.” She added opening the apartment door until Jun was inside again.
Then she leaned in and waved Aiba -who was still in the living room-goodbye before closing the door and leaving.
Jun was there, in the entryway to the apartment in all fours, not sure of what he had to do.
“Come here,” He heard the man’s voice and lifted his head to see him made a gesture at him.
Jun crawled up to the living room and now that he was really inside the apartment, he could see it was bigger than it seemed from the entryway, “Look at me.” The man instructed once Jun had stopped on the floor by his side. The submissive did as ordered, “Good… Jun, is it?” Aiba asked and when Jun nodded he continued talking, “We won’t play right now so, please answer my questions. I got some information about you from your Mistress, but I want to hear it from you, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Jun said, glad that they wouldn’t be jumping right into it.
“You may sit on that couch,” the man signaled an armchair on the other side of the coffee table where there still were the tray and the cup he had served the tea to his Master, “And don’t call me sir, I would rather you call me Aiba, just Aiba.” He continued explaining as he gathered the stuff on the coffee table.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered and went to sit.
“I’m going to make you some tea.” The man said, but he was not offering. Aiba was telling him that Jun was going to have tea, and that was that.
“Umh…” Jun knew he was going to speak out of turn, but he wanted to ask something,
“Are you bi?” Aiba asked, ignoring his attempt to speak. As he pulled another cup from the kitchen and poured some water in it.
“I never considered it.” Jun confessed squirming in his seat. The tail was becoming more and more unpleasant.
“Does having sex with me repel you?” Aiba asked as he loaded the tray again.
“No, not really.” Jun responded truthfully, he had been used in a club by a Daddy type. But that time had been hot, because he could see how horny it made Shibasaki-sama, to watch him being thoroughly fucked.
“Good,” Aiba acknowledged. Bringing the tea to the living room area. “Also I’m told that your safe-word is apricot, am I right?”
Jun nodded as the man put a cup filled with green tea in front of him.
“I need you to speak, Jun-chan, every time you don’t I’m going to assume you don’t want to cooperate and be forced to discipline your cute little ass. Do you understand?” Aiba inquired looking at Jun’s eyes.
“Yes, Aiba.” The submissive responded, needing to gulp before being able to.
“So… Your safe word is apricot, am I right?” Aiba repeated his question as he let himself fall on the sofa he had been sitting with Shibasaki just moments ago.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered.
“Drink some tea.” Aiba commanded, and Jun knew it wasn’t an invitation, like a couple of minutes ago when he said that Jun was having tea. So Jun took the cup from the table and took it to his lips. The tea felt pleasant in his tongue. He hadn’t noticed how dry his throat was until he swallowed the liquid and he was grateful for it so he said so, “Good boy. Miss Shibasaki also told me you are a masochist, is that so?”
Jun replied affirmatively, putting the cup down on the table again.
“And I also understand that you are not fond of blood-play or needle-play.” Aiba continued and for the first time Jun issued a negative answer. “Good to know,” the man concluded crossing his arms over his chest, “I usually go with the traffic light system with my pets. I’d like for you to adopt it as well because, I don’t really know your limits. Yellow will help me know if you would like to continue but you don’t like where it’s going, and red will make me stop completely. Have you used the system before, Jun?”
Jun shook his head, too busy with licking his lips. Aiba made a frustration face, but Jun missed it. “Jun, this is the second time I ask you to use your voice to answer me, the third I won’t be forgiving,” Aiba made a pause and he seemed to be trying to know the impact his words had caused in the submissive before continuing, “Let me ask you again, have you ever used the traffic light system during a scene, Jun?”
“No, Aiba.” He replied softly. He felt embarrassed, but he was unaccustomed to such answers, he usually was just a dog, who didn’t speak.
“Would you be comfortable, using it now?” Aiba questioned and Jun thought it would be a good system to try with someone who he didn’t know so he answered affirmatively, “Drink some more tea, please.” Aiba added and stood up, “Let me introduce you to my kitten.”
Jun lifted the cup to his lips again but he started to feel really anxious, and he barely tasted the tea as Aiba walked to one of the three doors visible from the armchair he was sitting. He couldn’t see what was inside and Aiba closed the door after himself once he was in. Jun had another try at the tea, and it made him relax a bit. He breathed deep a couple of times before Aiba appeared again and this time another guy appeared after him.
The second guy seemed small, pale and he had a pair of cat ears perched on top of his head, not unlike Jun’s. He seemed to be wearing nothing but some kind of mittens on his hands. When they were closer, Jun could see that he was wearing also a tail. Jun wondered if his Master had taken the idea from Aiba or if it was the other way around.
“Look kitty, we got our present.” Masaki announced with an overly cheery voice, like he was talking to a kid, “His name is Jun, kitty.”
The smaller guy finally lifted his head and his eyes were smart while sort of suspicious as he looked up. Their eyes met for a moment.
“Kazu’s being bratty, that’s why he got his hands patched,” Aiba informed, not without certain fondness in his voice, “I’m going to take a shower now, I want you to show Jun around. Then we can start playing. Be good to him, Kazu, he’s our guest-and explain some of the basic rules around here too, okay?”
The man whined, something that was like a meow. Aiba smiled before he added, “You may speak to Jun while I’m in the bathroom. I’ll tell both of you when you’re not allowed to speak again.”
After he finished speaking he looked at them for a bit then he turned around and entered the door in the middle.
“Hello,” Jun greeted feeling the need to kneel like the other man was doing. But he restrained because he still felt unsure.
“Hey,” He said standing up, “Let’s begin, okay?”
Jun nodded and stood too, wrapping his arms around his torso protectively. Kazu pointed towards the entrance and started explaining, “Well you know the genkan, Aiba has some toys in there, but we shouldn’t look for them. I’m just telling you because he might surprise you with them. I think we are going to be playing here. Umh…. Come with me…” He said walking towards the door he just came from, “Open the door for me, please, I can’t this these…” the man asked, showing Jun the Mittens. Now that Jun could see them up close, they resembled cat paws, “This is the pen,” Kazu continued showing him inside. In that room there was a pole in the middle, some straps, chains and hoops attached to it, a futon with some blankets, a wall to wall closet and a bedside table in a corner with a lamp and a clock on it, “In here, we sleep when either I or Satoko displease Aiba. If we are good enough we sleep on the bed with him. C’mon-Well by now you know this is the bathroom, we can use the toilet only after asking, and if you soil yourself you have to clean up.”
At this point Jun got scared, since he had never given much thought to urine-play before, but he thought he wouldn’t mind a couple of things though most he’d find gross. “Is Aiba into golden showers?” Jun asked as they moved to the third door.
Nino looked at him a bit incredulous, “No, he just likes to see if you can hold it until he says you can go. Would you feel uncomfortable with that?”
“I don’t know.” Jun answered as they stood by the door, “My Master isn’t into that kind of humiliation, I guess, none of the others were.” Jun said suddenly realizing Kazu was waiting for him to open the door again.
“Oh wells, if you don’t like it you could use yellow.” Kazu said stepping into the room and flicking the light on with his paw, “This is Aiba’s bedroom, we usually don’t play here, we only use it for the aftercare. Do you do aftercare?”
“Yes,” Jun answered biting his lip.
“Good, because Aiba likes it a lot.” Kazu said standing in front of Jun.
The ‘kitty’, as Aiba called him, was shorter than Jun, he looked cute in his cat-ears. Jun looked into Kazu’s eyes, and the other man smiled, “You’re cute.” He said and then pushed him outside the bedroom and into the living room, “Aiba doesn’t like us in the kitchen, so we mustn’t’ go in it,” he added as they went back to the couch.
“Have you been with Aiba for long?” Jun asked standing awkwardly besides the sofa, while Kazu slid to the floor.
“Three years-more or less, have you been long with Ms. Shibasaki?” Kazu asked patting the spot in front of the couch just beside him indicating him to kneel.
“A little over a year.” Jun answered going down, and felt the tail. He wanted it out. He had never walked so much with it inside him.
“Have you had a lot of Dominants?” Kazu asked taking Jun’s half-drunk cup between the paw-mittens and drinking a bit.
“I don’t think so. I just had to try a few because I didn’t feel safe with them.” Jun explained, he usually didn’t like talking to other slaves and submissives because he felt they were always competing, but he tried to.
“I guess I was lucky-“ Kazu started saying but then the bathroom’s door opened and Aiba stepped out. He was only wearing a towel around his waist and he was toweling his hair dry with another.
Aiba smiled when he saw them on the floor around the coffee table, then he sat on the loveseat, “Come here, kitty.” Aiba directed patting the place next to him. Nino crawled towards his Master and got on the couch still on his knees and leaned towards Aiba’s hand when it started to pet him, “C’mere Jun-chan.” Aiba said patting on his other side. It was just a love seat so there wasn’t much space but Jun went and perched there, the anticipation buzzing so loud for a moment his eyesight went fuzzy. He forced himself to take a big breath and he calmed down before looking at Aiba to see if he had done well.
“I decided we’re not going to play much tonight, it’s late and I think we three are tired.” Aiba explained looking at Jun but his hand was still stroking Kazu’s back. “kitty, kiss doggy for me.”
Both of them leaned forward to kiss lightly. Their lips touching for a few instants and they broke apart.
“Again, this time get it right, both of you.” Aiba instructed seriously, and Jun flinched before leaning again into the other sub’s mouth. His lips weren’t full, and a kiss was just a kiss, in his college years he had given them out like candies and a few more of that wouldn’t hurt. Jun parted his lips and nibbled Kazu’s who was trying to tongue him and Jun allowed it.
At some point, Aiba raised his free hand and it landed on Jun’s head, patting the soft locks then he traced Jun’s arm (the one that wasn’t being used to steady himself on the backrest) starting by the leather strap around his shoulder sliding to his elbow. It was when Aiba started pulling his arm back that he understood what the Master wanted so he cooperated. Soon his arm was being twisted behind his back producing some pain in his upper arm, it felt good. And since he had closed his eyes, if he put some effort into it, he could forget he was kissing a man. When Aiba put some more strength to his grip, Jun gasped and leaned harder against the shorter man’s mouth.
“That’s enough,” Aiba groaned and both parted, their lips glistening with spit, “Give us a kiss, kitty,” The man drilled, already leaning towards his sub.
While Jun watched them kiss passionately, Aiba kept increasing the pressure put on his arm. Jun started clenching his teeth to stop from whining. But the one who wailed first was Kazu, Now that Aiba had pulled apart from him, Jun could see that Aiba had pinched some skin on the smaller man’s side so hard it was turning white.
“I don’t think Jun’s ever sucked cock before, show him Kazu.” Aiba proposed releasing both subs and pushing them off the couch. They kneeled in front of the Master who pulled the towel around his waist to uncover his semi-erected penis.
Kazu looked at Jun sideways before leaning forward and licking the dick. Jun watched them sitting up, like he assumed he was supposed to do. Aiba smiled at them observing Kazu take the cock into his mouth slurping and making too much damn noise. Smiles suited Aiba, he looked damn good-for a guy that is.
“You shouldn’t be looking at my face Jun-chan,” Aiba’s voice floated suddenly, startling them a little, “You should be looking at Kazu, because you’re next.”
Jun opened his eyes wide and turned his sight to what Kazu was doing with his tongue and lips. Aiba was right, he had never sucked a cock, and even if the thought didn’t please him, it didn’t disgust him either, the man just had a shower after all. He could even smell the body soap kneeling where he was. And if Aiba told Shibasaki-sama about it, she might find it hot and be pleased with her pet. He liked when she was pleased with him, it made it all worth it.
“Kitty…” Aiba whispered out of breath pushing the sub gently, and Kazu moved accordingly, licking his lips and looking up for approbation which Jun was pretty sure he got by the way Aiba’s eyes were glazed and his mouth stretched in that bright smile of his, “Now is your turn doggy.”
Jun took a big breath and leaned over Aiba’s lap attaching his lips to the already saliva glistening cock, using his tongue to sweep over it, then sucking it into his mouth. Aiba’s hips bucked sending the dick as far as he could stand it, blocking it with his tongue. The Master’s breathing became even shallower each time Jun applied more pressure or took the penis inside as much as he could.
“Stop,” Jun heard Aiba say and he pulled away at once, “Nice doggy, come over here,” Aiba bid patting the couch waiting for Jun to go on it again, which he did, still painfully aware of the tail.
It happened fast, the way Aiba took Jun by the upper arm and bent him over his lap. Jun could see Kazu flinch with the suddenness of it all out of the corner of his eye. Then the tail was pulled out taking him by surprise. A wail left his mouth before he could help it.
“Doggy makes nice noises, don’t you think, kitty?” Aiba inquired while holding Jun down with one hand and petting his backside with the other. Jun could hear Kazu purr as response, then it came, as sudden as Aiba’s previous action was. The Master’s hand left his butt and landed on it again making a loud noise, Jun whimpered. It felt so good, Aiba’s hands were bigger than Shibasaki’s and it was awesome, the way the pain rippled through his skin.
Jun was pretty aware of his body right now. He was being rewarded because he did well, and he wasn’t going to risk it by doing something dumb like humping Aiba’s legs, and he wanted to do it so bad right now. The Master hit him four more times, before pushing him upright. It was true, some things felt good regardless of who did them to him. Now Shibasaki’s sub was painfully hard and breathing heavy, fighting the needs of his body, just clenching his hands at either side of his body. Aiba directed one of those special smiles at him, looking satisfied, and Jun felt the same for the first time since he arrived to this apartment.
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Length: 21k+
Pairing: established Aiba/Nino/Ohno and Jun/Shibasaki Kou, but focused on the Kaze trio
Rating: NC-17 (Very Hardcore)
Genre: BDSM PORN
Warnings: all of them. No seriously, BDSM: bondage, discipline, humiliation, sadomasochism, pain!play, fire-cupping, enema (but it’s not too much, so please don’t be thrown off by it)
Beta: rsk110
Summary: Master Shibasaki and Master Aiba make a trade of their pets
Author’s Notes: This was fun to write, I hope mugen_ai3 enjoys it cuz I really wanted to do something good for her. I wanted to do this properly so I had a consultant, someone in the lifestyle, so thanks a lot to my consultant: aliceTV, without alice this wouldn’t have been what it became. I want to tell you a lot about this, but I guess I’d be giving myself away, so I won’t. Thanks to the mods for their understanding and support!
Irasshaimase goshujin-sama
(いらっしゃいませ御主人様)
Jun was walking back to the train station. He had left the office late, but he had had a very busy week. He even was on the phone the whole afternoon finalizing a contract. Now that everything was settled, and the job was Sakurai’s now, down in the legal department.
Stepping into the train, Jun tried to clear his mind about work. He had a good, two solid days off ahead of him and he had plans. Jun’s body was buzzing with excitement as he held onto a pole, watching the other stations pass.
Shibasaki-sama was waiting him at her flat, he had arranged all his commitments and appointments so he could spend Saturday and Sunday with her. He had promised her two full days and now that he had them, he wanted to get there as soon as possible.
He needed to go home first though, to get his bag ready. Not that he planned to stay dressed too long or at all. But he wanted to be prepared if Shibasaki-sama had something in mind for him.
He was tempted to have a shower before leaving the apartment, but he knew his Lady liked to oversee personally his hygiene before their scenes. So he decided against it. He packed three pairs of underwear, a couple of t-shirts, sweatpants and jeans. She might want to go shopping and if he wasn’t prepared for that he could suffer the consequences.
Stuffing everything into a duffel bag, he then turned off the lights before leaving for her place. He decided that he could afford to take a cab, because what he couldn’t do was wait much longer to see her.
Tokyo’s streets were packed as usual but the driver maneuvered to get him to her flat 20 minutes earlier than it would have taken, if he had used the train. He paid, thinking that he needed to stop at an ATM the next time he was allowed out of her apartment.
After ringing the bell for the building he leaned himself against the handrail leading towards the door of the building. Of course he had the building’s code, but sometimes Shibasaki-sama liked to make him wait, and he wanted to appear collected and patient if she looked at him through the monitor. This time, Jun didn’t wait long before his Master’s voice was heard from the monitor.
“You came from work?” She asked with a hint of apathy.
“Just went home to pick up my things, Kou-chan,” that was how he was supposed to address her when someone else could hear them.
“Come on up, Jun-kun,” She ordered and the door buzzed open.
Jun knew she didn’t like him too eager, so he walked. He knew she couldn’t see him, but if he arrived too soon to the tenth floor, she’d known he had run to her. Today, he really needed to stay on her good side, for the whole weekend, since he rarely took any personal days for himself like this.
The apartment’s door looked heavenly under the hallway indirect illumination. He went towards it and knocked. Shibasaki opened, she wasn’t wearing any of the leather attires she liked to wear for their scenes. It was a bit disappointing, but he smiled anyway. She looked beautiful with the summer white and yellow spring dress, a classic design: but classic suited her really well.
He entered the apartment and kneeled by the genkan, waiting for permission to really enter the apartment. Jun kneeling by her shoes meant he was ready to start, that this wasn’t just a test-run or one of their many talks.
She petted his head and he leaned to the touch, craving it like crazy.
“Take off your shoes, come in.” She instructed, going into the apartment first.
Jun untied his expensive shoes and put them on the rack in the place saved for him. When he stepped into the living room he noticed something that most definitely wasn’t there the last time he had been here.
But the something wasn’t an ‘it’; it was a girl. She didn’t look back at him. She had long golden hair that fell upon her shoulders, and tanned skin. He never thought his Master would like gyaru girls. The girl was wearing a pink chiffon blouse and through it Jun could see her brief breasts covered by a bubblegum pink bra, her legs were clad in baby pink thigh high tights. She was wearing a pink sateen miniskirt that showed a pink suspender under the hem holding the tights in place. She had bright pink high heels on. Jun didn’t even question why the girl was wearing shoes inside the house.
Jun assumed she was another submissive by the way her hands, covered with gloves that matched the skirt, were bound to her ankles just above the pretty pink shoes. He knew his Master had other playthings, but he had never met any of them. The disappointment traveled to his face this time. Jun had told Shibasaki that he was okay with being one of many, but since she never put him in that situation before, he didn’t know how to act.
“Never mind Satoko-chan. Let's get you clean and pretty, doggy,” Shibasaki said, leading him to the washroom by the hand.
The next thing Jun noted was that his doggy plate wasn’t in the usual place by the kitchen door. But he still said nothing. He undressed. He stopped being conscious about it a long time ago. He now enjoyed being under her scrutiny. He stood there in the middle of the bathroom with his feet slightly apart, letting her take a good look at his body.
"Did you go to the gym this week?" Shibasaki asked pressing her fingers on his biceps.
"Yes, Shibasaki-sama" Jun answered not delaying to do so. Knowing that not responding at once would led to punishment.
“How many times?” He traced her hand down his back and pinched him on the butt.
“Every day.”
“Good, doggy.” She complimented patting his butt. “Get in the shower. Start cleaning yourself.”
Jun nodded and turned the water at once. He was glad his owner didn’t mind him just nodding to show he had understood. He washed his hair, trying to ignore her steady eyes examining him every step of the way.
“The girl in the living room,” Jun’s Master started talking as he began lathering his neck and shoulders, “She’s not my submissive.” She informed and made a pause to interpret his reaction. Then she continued, “I want to talk seriously about this. So please answer me sincerely. Because if you don’t tell me when something is causing you discomfort I will not be held responsible for your shortcomings, do you understand, doggy?”
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama.”
“I want to share you with another Dom, and she’s here as exchange.” She informed matter-of-factly, but Jun didn’t stop washing his body as he listened.
“Is the deal done?” Jun asked, without looking at her directly.
“Yes, it is. Our deal also stands, if you find yourself handling too much, you can ask to stop. And I’ll handle you later.”
“What would I have to do?” Jun asked trying to keep his excitation at bay. If he looked too eager, his Master could get mad. He stopped his shower, but didn’t notice he had.
“Whatever you are being asked to, and act like you’re enjoying it, even if you’re not.”
“And if I refuse?” Jun asked, not that he really wanted to, but he felt safer when he knew what the consequences of everything were.
“I’ll be very disappointed, and probably very angry, and maybe I won’t want to see you for a while, but we could fix it, eventually.” She answered with a deadpan manner. It was frightening, as much as being threatened to be dropped as a sub. It made Jun wonder if he was easy to dispose. “Look, Jun-chan, don’t worry too much. We talked about your limits and I’d never put you in danger. I do care about you.”
“Thank you, Shibasaki-sama.” Jun said bowing low to show appreciation.
“Keep on washing, then, I want to deliver something as pretty as Satoko-chan to your temporary Master,” She informed. He nodded once then finished lathering his buttocks and legs.
His private parts were always washed by his Master. It always took his whole self-control to not be aroused by those firm touches as she stroked his penis clean or when she paid attention to his backside. Then she made him step out of the shower and toweled him dry before guiding him to the bedroom where he saw a duffel bag, but not his bag.
There were other things on the bed, like his dog tail, and dog ears headband, also the harness she liked him to wear when they were just lounging.
“Face down. Ass up,” She commanded walking towards the other end of the bed and took out a bottle of lubricant.
Jun did as told, planting his face on a pillow as he offered his bottom to his Master and waited. “I’m taking you to a good friend of mine, so you have to behave.” She said, slapping his left ass cheek softly only to gain his attention, not to excite him or punish him - perhaps a bit to tease him. “Any transgression you make,” she continued, lubing her finger and inserting it inside Jun with a practiced gesture. The submissive grunted softly. “Any mistake, you are not putting yourself to shame. You’ll be demonstrating the training you’ve got from me. So if you don’t do well, I’ll be very disappointed in you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama,” Jun whispered, trying to not enjoy the way his Master was pulling and pushing her now two fingers inside his hole.
“Also I have two rules you have to follow no matter what,” Shibasaki informed as she scissored her fingers inside him to make him loose, “The first one is that no matter what you are not allowed to ask for an orgasm. Do you understand?”
Jun swallowed before responding, “Yes, Shibasaki-sama.”
“The second one, is that you are not to touch yourself unless asked to, you absolutely cannot get an orgasm by your own hand, unless my friend gives you the order, is it clear?” Shibasaki asked taking the tail from the bed and starting to smear it with lube.
“Yes, Shibasaki-sama.” Jun repeated yet again.
“Good boy.” She praised and started pushing the blunt end of the plug inside of Jun, whose breathing stilled but then sped up.
He didn’t hate the tail. He wasn’t fond of it either. It was just a way to please his Master and to achieve some relief. Though when he was really worked up even the tail felt good.
When Shibasaki stopped pushing it in she slapped the furry part that hung out, making the plug move inside him. Jun bit back a grunt, since he knew his Master wouldn’t appreciate it. Jun felt, more than see, her walk around the bed to stand in front of him. He stayed in his submissive pose, because he couldn’t venture a punishment just before going out the house.
“Look at me, doggy,” She requested, so Jun lifted his head and stared at her. She was so beautiful with the back light. He felt the headband with the ears being slid on his head, “Good boy. Let’s get you dressed now.”
Jun wanted to protest, to complain about the tail or something, but he nodded and kneeled on the bed. looking a little lost.
“Go on, then,” She ordered sitting on the chair to look at him. “Don’t pay attention to Satoko-chan.” She egged him on, knowing that he had left his bag on the entryway. Jun got off the bed cautiously, though he knew from experience the tail wouldn’t fall out easily, he still had to put in an effort to keep it in place. “Should I remind you that dogs walk on four legs?” She asked and Jun immediately dropped to the floor and advanced towards the living room that way.
Satoko lifted her face to see him, but Jun ignored her, as he was told to do. He crawled and pulled the bag with his teeth. It would have been easier to just take it and walk back to the bedroom, but if he did Shibasaki wouldn’t be happy, and he needed to make her happy.
When he finally entered back to the room, his Master was watching TV, looking bored. She helped him to get dressed since he, after all, was a dog. It took a while to get him ready. The tail was strapped against his leg with a very feminine garter, and it itched when he put on pants. Nothing he couldn’t stand though.
She put away the harness in the duffel bag that wasn’t Jun’s, along with his underwear, sweatpants and remaining shirts from his. She picked it up and commanded, “Heel,” as she walked out of the room. He moved quickly to follow her closely.
“Sit, doggy,” Shibasaki told him and he obeyed. She placed the bag next to him and walked towards their guest. “Satoko-chan, how are you feeling?” She asked petting her on the shoulder.
“A little numbed, My Lady.” Satoko answered and her voice wasn’t what Jun thought it would be. It seemed a little feigned.
Shibasaki sighed and sat on the coffee table to work the other submissive hands and ankles free from the rope, “Stretch, baby girl.” The Master ordered, and Satoko did as told. Now that the girl was standing up. Jun could see her. He noticed that Satoko was just a bit taller than his Master, and Jun could also envision the truth behind the pink slutty clothes and the honey colored wig. “I’m sorry, girl, but I can’t leave you to wander around, come with me.”
Jun couldn’t see what happened when his Master led the girl-not-a-girl into the bathroom, but he could hear them as one gave instructions and the other replied. After just a few minutes Shibasaki got out of the bathroom and picked up the duffel bag telling Jun, “C’mon let’s go.”
They walked out of the apartment, but since they were in public now Jun stood up, aware that he was still wearing the dog ears, he watched his Master lock the door behind them. When she was ready to go she handed him the bag, and took his free hand.
When they were on a scene but in public, Jun was not allowed to speak unless spoken to, just to not be rude to the person who had spoken. He was to walk behind Master with her grabbing his wrist, like she was pulling him on a leash. And at last he was to smile even if he wasn’t enjoying the walk.
When they were going large distances, Shibasaki usually hailed a cab, because she didn’t really like public transportation. But this time, she started walking, so Jun assumed they were going somewhere close. But then they arrived at a train station.
Jun wanted to stop and ask why they were there. He wanted to tell her that he didn’t want to be with the tail and ears in public. And this was public, he might run into people from work. “This is your punishment,” his Master informed as she smiled sweetly, “for forgetting to walk like a dog.”
The man nodded sighing and following her. While on the streets there were only a few souls but inside the train was packed. The submissive started wondering if they could see the thing around his leg and if they wondered what it was or if no-one had noticed he was wearing the ears. But most of all he couldn’t stop the feeling that everyone around just knew he had something stuck up his ass. He knew it was irrational, that nobody could know, but this feeling was way past rational. There was some space in the train, but Shibasaki chose to stand between the pole Jun was using to steady himself, teasing his crotch with her hand whenever she thought no-one was watching… Though on second thought, she might have waited until someone WAS watching. Jun’s ears turned all red and hot and he wanted for her to stop. But she didn’t, she kept at it until she announced they had to get off at next station.
Jun felt hard and his face was flushed as she pulled him out of the train. He walked praying that nobody noticed anything was wrong with him. They walked about five blocks in that manner, Jun was starting to feel it was too much, when they stopped in front of a tall apartment building. Jun’s heart accelerated, feeling a bit apprehensive about what was going to happen. His borrowed Master, was she as pretty as his own? Was she as strict, or stricter? Would he be able to handle it?
They climbed into the elevator and Jun felt jealous that his Master knew the code to unlock the door, it indicated that she spent a lot of time there. As soon as the door closed Shibasaki was tugging the duffel bag and putting it on the floor. She pushed the second to last button in there. Then she proceeded to open the bag taking out his harness.
“Strip.” She directed sharply she prepared the leather harness to put it on him.
Jun bit back the hesitation and pulled his t-shirt off, and handed it to his Master who had her hand out to take it. He undid his pants, all of his blood leaving his face when the lift jumped a bit as it stopped at ninth floor. The door opened but no-one was there. Shibasaki clicked her tongue and pushed the button to close the door. “Well go on,” she barked and Jun continued taking the jeans off. When he picked up the jeans she already had folded the t-shirt and put it inside the bag. She looked up from the bag and snatched the jeans from his hands, glaring at him when he didn’t move to remove his boxers.
Jun repressed a sigh and pulled his underwear down, trying to control his ears from growing red, but failing. He handed them over too. She held the harness so he would pass his arms through the appropriate holes and then she helped him to do all of the buckles. They were almost there by then. Shibasaki closed the bag when everything was in order. The door opened just then. Jun feared that someone would be out in the hall and see them but no-one was there. His Master pushed the door closed again.
“Come here.” She directed and he stepped into her personal space. She admired his face and pulled a strand or two of his hair to tuck it behind his ear and righted one of the straps of the harness that had become askew. She rubbed his nipples through the loops and stuck her long finger nail into his navel before letting her hands fall on the doggy tail to free it from the garter and the harness leg strap. Jun hissed when he felt the plug move.
She pinched his ass cheeks, knowing that pushing them apart would make the plug dislodge, to push it inside again. Jun wanted to make some noise but he was still aware that he was naked inside an elevator of a building he had never been before. Her fingers pushed it in again and pressed his butt. Then her hands circled his hips and one of them went to stroke his already half hard cock while the other fondled his balls.
Once he was hard as a rock she smiled at him and pushed the lift door open. “Down boy,” She said pulling the leash from her purse and attaching it to Jun’s harness.
Jun fell to his knees and crawled behind her as she walked to an apartment in the middle of the hall. His heart was racing when she knocked on the black door. It was perhaps a couple of minutes before the door opened and a tall man with a bright smile opened the door.
“Aiba-san,” She saluted extending her hand to him, who smiled impossibly brighter and took it in his bigger, manlier hand and leaned to kiss her gallantly.
“Miss Shibasaki.” The man greeted her back with something that sounded like mockery to Jun who hadn’t been noticed at all, “Please come in.” He added stepping aside so she could walk into the apartment. Which she did pulling Jun along.
Once they were inside the apartment, Shibasaki slid her bright yellow high heels off and stepped into the tatami mat area.
“Stay,” She ordered and Jun sat in his dog position by the door.
“It seems well trained.” The man commented signaling Jun’s Master to sit at the living room.
“Thank you, so does Satoko-chan.” She smiled and sat.
“Can I offer you something to drink? Tea or coffee?” The man said, it seemed the man was very happy to see Jun’s Master and for a moment Jun was jealous and scared. His Master never mentioned the other Dominant was a man, he wanted to call it off but…
“Tea, please.” She requested putting one of the pillows in the couch on her knees.
“Sure.” He smiled and turned to the kitchen. “So, how is my little Satoko doing? Is she of your liking?”
“She’s exquisite.” Shibasaki continued, “That’s why I brought you my pet, instead of one of my playthings.”
For the first time Aiba’s eyes lay on Jun who was patiently waiting in the sitting position by the door where they left him. Jun’s confidence as a submissive, as the dog he wanted to be, waned under the scrutiny.
“It looks cute.” The man commented finishing putting stuff on a tray that he brought to the living room, “Kitty is going to like him.”
“I’m sure you both will, Aiba-san.” She assured taking the cup of tea offered to her.
Jun heard them talk softly, he leaning to talk almost to her ear and she smiled and giggled in return. It was bothering him that they chose to flirt so blatantly in front of him. Then she stood up, letting the Aiba guy kiss her hand again.
“Now I pray you for a couple of minutes with my pet alone,” Shibasaki said walking towards the place where Jun sat.
“Of course,” the man said bowing.
“Thank you, Aiba-san, my dear.” She said sliding her feet back into the yellow shoes and opening the door.
She pulled Jun’s leash, signaling him to follow her outside the apartment, “Okay Jun-chan, I’ll take my leave now.” She announced squatting to be able to see him in the face.
Jun put his right cheek to his right shoulder, the signal they agreed on to mean that he wanted to say something that was important, but he wanted permission first.
“Yes, tell me,” She spoke softly, almost as she spoke in the aftercare.
“It is a man.” He said and it sounded more stupid than he thought it would.
“Yes, that’s true. But you are not telling me anything important, and we agreed it had to be important when you did speak.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not gay.” Jun ventured, though he knew by her face that it didn’t matter.
“What? Did you think I’d give you to a woman? To someone who you would enjoy? Stick your pathetic tool into her and feel good?” Jun’s eyes opened big, while she mocked him. “This is not for you to enjoy, this is for you to trust me and relinquish that poor excuse of control you’re still hanging to. This is a test, baby, about how much you are willing to obey. Are you willing, Jun-chan?”
Jun looked into her eyes that had gone severe and he was a bit scared. Not about the situation, or because she could harm him, but of not being able to fulfill what he was being asking to do. So he told her that, he knew she’d understand, that’s why it worked between them, because he could tell her these kind of things and she wouldn’t laugh. She considered them and talked seriously about them.
“I wish we weren’t human, and that we were perfect. But we are not, and I’m not asking you to be like that.” She smiled and her eyes softened a little, “I just ask you to trust me and do your best. So I ask you again, are you willing, Jun-chan?”
“Yes, Master.” Jun answered feeling the self-doubt and uncertainty about his Master decline and almost disappear.
“Good boy.” She praised standing straight, “Now, please repeat me those two rules I asked you to follow when we were still at home.”
“One, not asking for an orgasm, unless he tells me to.” Jun recited looking up on her, “Two, not masturbating unless he orders me to.”
“Very good, I also told you, you should look like you’re enjoying it even if you’re not, remember?”
“Yes.”
“Just remember our safe word, Aiba-san knows it too. Okay?” she assured him with a smile and he nodded, “Now, give mama a kiss, doggy.” She said leaning over and letting him lick her face. “Atta boy, go back inside, baby.” She added opening the apartment door until Jun was inside again.
Then she leaned in and waved Aiba -who was still in the living room-goodbye before closing the door and leaving.
Jun was there, in the entryway to the apartment in all fours, not sure of what he had to do.
“Come here,” He heard the man’s voice and lifted his head to see him made a gesture at him.
Jun crawled up to the living room and now that he was really inside the apartment, he could see it was bigger than it seemed from the entryway, “Look at me.” The man instructed once Jun had stopped on the floor by his side. The submissive did as ordered, “Good… Jun, is it?” Aiba asked and when Jun nodded he continued talking, “We won’t play right now so, please answer my questions. I got some information about you from your Mistress, but I want to hear it from you, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Jun said, glad that they wouldn’t be jumping right into it.
“You may sit on that couch,” the man signaled an armchair on the other side of the coffee table where there still were the tray and the cup he had served the tea to his Master, “And don’t call me sir, I would rather you call me Aiba, just Aiba.” He continued explaining as he gathered the stuff on the coffee table.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered and went to sit.
“I’m going to make you some tea.” The man said, but he was not offering. Aiba was telling him that Jun was going to have tea, and that was that.
“Umh…” Jun knew he was going to speak out of turn, but he wanted to ask something,
“Are you bi?” Aiba asked, ignoring his attempt to speak. As he pulled another cup from the kitchen and poured some water in it.
“I never considered it.” Jun confessed squirming in his seat. The tail was becoming more and more unpleasant.
“Does having sex with me repel you?” Aiba asked as he loaded the tray again.
“No, not really.” Jun responded truthfully, he had been used in a club by a Daddy type. But that time had been hot, because he could see how horny it made Shibasaki-sama, to watch him being thoroughly fucked.
“Good,” Aiba acknowledged. Bringing the tea to the living room area. “Also I’m told that your safe-word is apricot, am I right?”
Jun nodded as the man put a cup filled with green tea in front of him.
“I need you to speak, Jun-chan, every time you don’t I’m going to assume you don’t want to cooperate and be forced to discipline your cute little ass. Do you understand?” Aiba inquired looking at Jun’s eyes.
“Yes, Aiba.” The submissive responded, needing to gulp before being able to.
“So… Your safe word is apricot, am I right?” Aiba repeated his question as he let himself fall on the sofa he had been sitting with Shibasaki just moments ago.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered.
“Drink some tea.” Aiba commanded, and Jun knew it wasn’t an invitation, like a couple of minutes ago when he said that Jun was having tea. So Jun took the cup from the table and took it to his lips. The tea felt pleasant in his tongue. He hadn’t noticed how dry his throat was until he swallowed the liquid and he was grateful for it so he said so, “Good boy. Miss Shibasaki also told me you are a masochist, is that so?”
Jun replied affirmatively, putting the cup down on the table again.
“And I also understand that you are not fond of blood-play or needle-play.” Aiba continued and for the first time Jun issued a negative answer. “Good to know,” the man concluded crossing his arms over his chest, “I usually go with the traffic light system with my pets. I’d like for you to adopt it as well because, I don’t really know your limits. Yellow will help me know if you would like to continue but you don’t like where it’s going, and red will make me stop completely. Have you used the system before, Jun?”
Jun shook his head, too busy with licking his lips. Aiba made a frustration face, but Jun missed it. “Jun, this is the second time I ask you to use your voice to answer me, the third I won’t be forgiving,” Aiba made a pause and he seemed to be trying to know the impact his words had caused in the submissive before continuing, “Let me ask you again, have you ever used the traffic light system during a scene, Jun?”
“No, Aiba.” He replied softly. He felt embarrassed, but he was unaccustomed to such answers, he usually was just a dog, who didn’t speak.
“Would you be comfortable, using it now?” Aiba questioned and Jun thought it would be a good system to try with someone who he didn’t know so he answered affirmatively, “Drink some more tea, please.” Aiba added and stood up, “Let me introduce you to my kitten.”
Jun lifted the cup to his lips again but he started to feel really anxious, and he barely tasted the tea as Aiba walked to one of the three doors visible from the armchair he was sitting. He couldn’t see what was inside and Aiba closed the door after himself once he was in. Jun had another try at the tea, and it made him relax a bit. He breathed deep a couple of times before Aiba appeared again and this time another guy appeared after him.
The second guy seemed small, pale and he had a pair of cat ears perched on top of his head, not unlike Jun’s. He seemed to be wearing nothing but some kind of mittens on his hands. When they were closer, Jun could see that he was wearing also a tail. Jun wondered if his Master had taken the idea from Aiba or if it was the other way around.
“Look kitty, we got our present.” Masaki announced with an overly cheery voice, like he was talking to a kid, “His name is Jun, kitty.”
The smaller guy finally lifted his head and his eyes were smart while sort of suspicious as he looked up. Their eyes met for a moment.
“Kazu’s being bratty, that’s why he got his hands patched,” Aiba informed, not without certain fondness in his voice, “I’m going to take a shower now, I want you to show Jun around. Then we can start playing. Be good to him, Kazu, he’s our guest-and explain some of the basic rules around here too, okay?”
The man whined, something that was like a meow. Aiba smiled before he added, “You may speak to Jun while I’m in the bathroom. I’ll tell both of you when you’re not allowed to speak again.”
After he finished speaking he looked at them for a bit then he turned around and entered the door in the middle.
“Hello,” Jun greeted feeling the need to kneel like the other man was doing. But he restrained because he still felt unsure.
“Hey,” He said standing up, “Let’s begin, okay?”
Jun nodded and stood too, wrapping his arms around his torso protectively. Kazu pointed towards the entrance and started explaining, “Well you know the genkan, Aiba has some toys in there, but we shouldn’t look for them. I’m just telling you because he might surprise you with them. I think we are going to be playing here. Umh…. Come with me…” He said walking towards the door he just came from, “Open the door for me, please, I can’t this these…” the man asked, showing Jun the Mittens. Now that Jun could see them up close, they resembled cat paws, “This is the pen,” Kazu continued showing him inside. In that room there was a pole in the middle, some straps, chains and hoops attached to it, a futon with some blankets, a wall to wall closet and a bedside table in a corner with a lamp and a clock on it, “In here, we sleep when either I or Satoko displease Aiba. If we are good enough we sleep on the bed with him. C’mon-Well by now you know this is the bathroom, we can use the toilet only after asking, and if you soil yourself you have to clean up.”
At this point Jun got scared, since he had never given much thought to urine-play before, but he thought he wouldn’t mind a couple of things though most he’d find gross. “Is Aiba into golden showers?” Jun asked as they moved to the third door.
Nino looked at him a bit incredulous, “No, he just likes to see if you can hold it until he says you can go. Would you feel uncomfortable with that?”
“I don’t know.” Jun answered as they stood by the door, “My Master isn’t into that kind of humiliation, I guess, none of the others were.” Jun said suddenly realizing Kazu was waiting for him to open the door again.
“Oh wells, if you don’t like it you could use yellow.” Kazu said stepping into the room and flicking the light on with his paw, “This is Aiba’s bedroom, we usually don’t play here, we only use it for the aftercare. Do you do aftercare?”
“Yes,” Jun answered biting his lip.
“Good, because Aiba likes it a lot.” Kazu said standing in front of Jun.
The ‘kitty’, as Aiba called him, was shorter than Jun, he looked cute in his cat-ears. Jun looked into Kazu’s eyes, and the other man smiled, “You’re cute.” He said and then pushed him outside the bedroom and into the living room, “Aiba doesn’t like us in the kitchen, so we mustn’t’ go in it,” he added as they went back to the couch.
“Have you been with Aiba for long?” Jun asked standing awkwardly besides the sofa, while Kazu slid to the floor.
“Three years-more or less, have you been long with Ms. Shibasaki?” Kazu asked patting the spot in front of the couch just beside him indicating him to kneel.
“A little over a year.” Jun answered going down, and felt the tail. He wanted it out. He had never walked so much with it inside him.
“Have you had a lot of Dominants?” Kazu asked taking Jun’s half-drunk cup between the paw-mittens and drinking a bit.
“I don’t think so. I just had to try a few because I didn’t feel safe with them.” Jun explained, he usually didn’t like talking to other slaves and submissives because he felt they were always competing, but he tried to.
“I guess I was lucky-“ Kazu started saying but then the bathroom’s door opened and Aiba stepped out. He was only wearing a towel around his waist and he was toweling his hair dry with another.
Aiba smiled when he saw them on the floor around the coffee table, then he sat on the loveseat, “Come here, kitty.” Aiba directed patting the place next to him. Nino crawled towards his Master and got on the couch still on his knees and leaned towards Aiba’s hand when it started to pet him, “C’mere Jun-chan.” Aiba said patting on his other side. It was just a love seat so there wasn’t much space but Jun went and perched there, the anticipation buzzing so loud for a moment his eyesight went fuzzy. He forced himself to take a big breath and he calmed down before looking at Aiba to see if he had done well.
“I decided we’re not going to play much tonight, it’s late and I think we three are tired.” Aiba explained looking at Jun but his hand was still stroking Kazu’s back. “kitty, kiss doggy for me.”
Both of them leaned forward to kiss lightly. Their lips touching for a few instants and they broke apart.
“Again, this time get it right, both of you.” Aiba instructed seriously, and Jun flinched before leaning again into the other sub’s mouth. His lips weren’t full, and a kiss was just a kiss, in his college years he had given them out like candies and a few more of that wouldn’t hurt. Jun parted his lips and nibbled Kazu’s who was trying to tongue him and Jun allowed it.
At some point, Aiba raised his free hand and it landed on Jun’s head, patting the soft locks then he traced Jun’s arm (the one that wasn’t being used to steady himself on the backrest) starting by the leather strap around his shoulder sliding to his elbow. It was when Aiba started pulling his arm back that he understood what the Master wanted so he cooperated. Soon his arm was being twisted behind his back producing some pain in his upper arm, it felt good. And since he had closed his eyes, if he put some effort into it, he could forget he was kissing a man. When Aiba put some more strength to his grip, Jun gasped and leaned harder against the shorter man’s mouth.
“That’s enough,” Aiba groaned and both parted, their lips glistening with spit, “Give us a kiss, kitty,” The man drilled, already leaning towards his sub.
While Jun watched them kiss passionately, Aiba kept increasing the pressure put on his arm. Jun started clenching his teeth to stop from whining. But the one who wailed first was Kazu, Now that Aiba had pulled apart from him, Jun could see that Aiba had pinched some skin on the smaller man’s side so hard it was turning white.
“I don’t think Jun’s ever sucked cock before, show him Kazu.” Aiba proposed releasing both subs and pushing them off the couch. They kneeled in front of the Master who pulled the towel around his waist to uncover his semi-erected penis.
Kazu looked at Jun sideways before leaning forward and licking the dick. Jun watched them sitting up, like he assumed he was supposed to do. Aiba smiled at them observing Kazu take the cock into his mouth slurping and making too much damn noise. Smiles suited Aiba, he looked damn good-for a guy that is.
“You shouldn’t be looking at my face Jun-chan,” Aiba’s voice floated suddenly, startling them a little, “You should be looking at Kazu, because you’re next.”
Jun opened his eyes wide and turned his sight to what Kazu was doing with his tongue and lips. Aiba was right, he had never sucked a cock, and even if the thought didn’t please him, it didn’t disgust him either, the man just had a shower after all. He could even smell the body soap kneeling where he was. And if Aiba told Shibasaki-sama about it, she might find it hot and be pleased with her pet. He liked when she was pleased with him, it made it all worth it.
“Kitty…” Aiba whispered out of breath pushing the sub gently, and Kazu moved accordingly, licking his lips and looking up for approbation which Jun was pretty sure he got by the way Aiba’s eyes were glazed and his mouth stretched in that bright smile of his, “Now is your turn doggy.”
Jun took a big breath and leaned over Aiba’s lap attaching his lips to the already saliva glistening cock, using his tongue to sweep over it, then sucking it into his mouth. Aiba’s hips bucked sending the dick as far as he could stand it, blocking it with his tongue. The Master’s breathing became even shallower each time Jun applied more pressure or took the penis inside as much as he could.
“Stop,” Jun heard Aiba say and he pulled away at once, “Nice doggy, come over here,” Aiba bid patting the couch waiting for Jun to go on it again, which he did, still painfully aware of the tail.
It happened fast, the way Aiba took Jun by the upper arm and bent him over his lap. Jun could see Kazu flinch with the suddenness of it all out of the corner of his eye. Then the tail was pulled out taking him by surprise. A wail left his mouth before he could help it.
“Doggy makes nice noises, don’t you think, kitty?” Aiba inquired while holding Jun down with one hand and petting his backside with the other. Jun could hear Kazu purr as response, then it came, as sudden as Aiba’s previous action was. The Master’s hand left his butt and landed on it again making a loud noise, Jun whimpered. It felt so good, Aiba’s hands were bigger than Shibasaki’s and it was awesome, the way the pain rippled through his skin.
Jun was pretty aware of his body right now. He was being rewarded because he did well, and he wasn’t going to risk it by doing something dumb like humping Aiba’s legs, and he wanted to do it so bad right now. The Master hit him four more times, before pushing him upright. It was true, some things felt good regardless of who did them to him. Now Shibasaki’s sub was painfully hard and breathing heavy, fighting the needs of his body, just clenching his hands at either side of his body. Aiba directed one of those special smiles at him, looking satisfied, and Jun felt the same for the first time since he arrived to this apartment.
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