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“Good boy,” He said stroking his head and then leaning to pull Kazu onto his lap.
Aiba pulled both of the kitty’s arms behind his back in a way that had to hurt, but Kazu didn’t even flinch, looking intently into his Master’s eyes. The taller man was still smiling when he let go Kazu’s arms and pinched his buttocks. Jun wondered if this was looking this hot because of his own unattended erection or if he really was finding them and their interactions arousing as hell. The way Aiba’s hands were squeezing the tight buttocks or leaving red marks with his nails, he then pulled the tail out of kitten’s body and lifted him before entering him with his own cock. This time Kazu grunted in pain, and Jun guessed some pleasure too.
“Ride, baby.” Aiba instructed sagging himself on the back rest, but his hands pinching hard different parts of the sub’s body. Jun noticed the slighter man was erect too, but he didn’t touch himself, he just held his own arms behind his back the way Aiba had put them before.
“Squeeze me like I taught you to…” Aiba whispered pinching above Kazu’s knee, and by the way Aiba sighed, made Jun think that Kazu had obeyed.
Aiba pushed his sub backwards while the shorter man was still moving his hips sinuously, then used his nails to scrape the pale chest, Nino whined this time and his hips seemed to become erratic as the long fingers reached for his nipples.
“Ah, you can’t come little kitten,” Aiba grunted stilling his movements and holding Kazu so tight by the hips the skin under his fingers was furiously white. “Hold it,” He added, but the other sub was trembling all over, white ropes of cum flew over their chests. Aiba clicked his tongue in annoyance making a face that filled Jun with something alike to fear, but he was too interested in what was going to happen to Kazu now that he had disobeyed a direct command.
Aiba managed to stand up and throw Nino to the floor.
When the shorter guy fell, he puffed heavily and whined later, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He said as soon as he got his breath back.
“Zip it, I don’t want to hear it.” Aiba barked and lifted him from the floor grabbing a handful of hair from behind the pet’s head. “Heel.”
It took perhaps two seconds for Jun to understand that the last command was issued to him. He crawled behind his temporary Master. Aiba dragged Kazu to the kitchen, still holding him by the hair while he opened and closed a few cupboards before finding what he was looking for. Jun observed on all fours from the entrance, since the place was too small to fit in too. Aiba took the box and ripped it open with his teeth before pouring some of the contents into the floor, then he made Kazu kneel. It was then when Jun realized it was uncooked rice, his mouth went dry.
“What happened back there?” Aiba inquired, his nostrils flaring in anger and his voice was harsh. Jun felt dread for the change from the sunny smile to this serious face.
“I disobeyed, Aiba.” Kazu answered, with a trembling voice.
“Why?” The Master questioned further.
“Because I am just an animal-“ Kazu whined, Jun was almost sure the man was crying, “and I pray for your forgiveness, Aiba. Punish me as you see fit.”
The kitten’s voice sounded practiced. Jun gulped, and for what seemed forever Aiba looked at his pet frowning. The expression in the Master’s face softened, but somehow he didn’t seem pleased yet.
“Jun stand here-don’t crawl, stand, come here.” The Master said losing his patience. Jun moved as fast as he could toed some of the rice off as he stood in front of Kazu, where Aiba had pointed, his cock directly in front of the other sub’s face, “Suck him, and don’t you dare to stop.”
Jun gasped loudly when Kazu’s mouth was around his softened dick as soon as Aiba finished talking. The guy was talented, Jun had to give him that, and Jun closed his eyes to imagine it was someone else giving him head, succeeding at it. He was trying to stay calm, so he opened his eyes, to try and stop his orgasm. Though the sight of the slight man with tears falling from his eyes and the cock sliding in and out the thin lips, didn’t actually help it. Aiba was stroking himself beside them.
“Come doggy, kitty will swallow your come.” Aiba instructed and Jun was so glad to hear those words.
Kazu sucked harder, but it still took Jun a couple of minutes to be ready to come. Which he did on the other sub’s mouth with a grunt. Before he had time to come down from his high Aiba pulled him onto a chair and lifted his pet from the ground bending him over the table and fucking him savagely. Kazu was crying out loudly. Jun’s orgasm was beginning to dissipate and watching ‘kitty’ get fucked so hard, made him wonder if he was going to end up in that position before Shibasaki came to get him. A shiver ran down his spine, but he couldn’t figure out if it was because he looked forward to it or because it scared the shit out of him.
“Kiss Kazu,” Aiba rumbled looking at Jun. Shibasaki’s pet leaned over the table and pushed his mouth onto Kazu’s, feeling the other man reciprocate with enthusiasm. Through Kazu’s mouth he could feel Aiba accelerate his pace, falter and finally stop moving. But he didn’t stop kissing the other guy because he didn’t want a punishment as well, “Clean that up and when you’re finished come to the living room. Doggy, help him.”
Quickly, Kazu pulled a dustpan and a broom out of a cupboard and started sweeping the floor. Jun kneeled next to him, picking up stray grains that the broom had left behind. The kitten sniffed the whole time until they finished. Kazu used a head gesture to signal Jun that they must go to the living room.
They crawled to the other room where Aiba was watching TV, still naked, but he seemed to have cleaned himself up. When he noticed them he smiled and extended his arms, kitten stood up and walked right into them nuzzling Aiba’s chest and crying openly. The Master patted and soothed Kazu whispering things into his ears.
Jun felt awkward still on his hands and knees watching them. It was over, his first scene with someone who wasn’t Shibasaki in over a year and it hadn’t been all that unpleasant. It hadn’t been unpleasant at all. He wished he could have been more of a part of it in retrospective, but at the same time he was glad Aiba had been thoughtful about this being his first time with a man as a Master.
Once Kazu’s sniffles and hiccups had calmed Aiba motioned for Jun to climb onto the couch on the other side from Kazu.
“You did well, Jun.” Aiba whispered leaning to kiss him on the forehead. Jun smiled and leaned onto Aiba’s shoulder before he thought it through. Aiba didn’t push him away, he wrapped him with his arm instead. Jun was glad, even if he felt a bit weirded out about the cuddling, “You both are freezing, let’s get you a warm shower before going to bed.” Aiba said pushing them apart.
“Was it because of Jun?” Aiba asked once they were showered and warm, Aiba was toweling Kazu down, while Jun dried himself. At first the question didn’t make much sense to Jun, until Kazu started answering.
“I think so, Jun watching you so intently-it didn’t work, what I always do to stop it…” The other submissive explained sadly, “I’m so-“
“Don’t, I have already forgiven you. I just needed to understand, Kazu, so I could help you obey next time.” Aiba said and pecked his sub on the lips, “But you both are going to sleep in the pen tonight.”
Kazu pouted as Aiba poured some body lotion on his palm and spread it on the sub’s skin. The Master seemed devoted to his pet, and Jun felt the tiniest spark of jealousy. Shibasaki did cuddle with him and attended to his needs, but he wondered if she ever watched him with the same expression Aiba was looking at Kazu. Jun shook his head and went ahead and put some body lotion on his skin, trying to push away the bad feeling nested on the base of his stomach.
The room where the pen was at was cold. So Aiba took an electric heater in it and turned it on. He helped Kazu arrange the cushion and the pillows so both his sub and Jun could sleep there. While Kazu went to get a glass of water Aiba told Jun, “Kazu gets cold at night, and he’ll probably try to cuddle with you, please don’t push him away.” Jun nodded and Aiba sighed heavily.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun blurted as quickly as he could, but he knew the damage was done and he will be getting some punishment.
“Don’t worry, we are going to sleep now. I’ll deal with you in the morning, pretty.” Aiba promised and leaned to kiss Jun’s lips.
Kazu entered the room with a plastic cup filled with water and put it on an end table on a corner, “Here, if you feel thirsty you can drink from it too.” He said perkily. Jun couldn’t believe it was the same man that had cried his eyes out just minutes ago.
Aiba walked towards Kazu and kissed him deep before patting his bum and send him to sleep. Jun went and lay next to the other sub, when Aiba saw them lying down and tucked under a blanket he turned the light off and stepped out, closing the door behind him.
It wasn’t long before exhaustion fell on Jun and his eyes closed down. During the night he faintly felt Kazu hug him from behind and rub his forehead against his back. He decided that it didn’t feel bad anyway, so Jun just let him.
The morning met Jun with the smell of coffee. Kazu was wrapped around his body, and he couldn’t remember hugging the guy back, but he was doing it now. Jun felt good, even if he hadn’t envisioned his night ending like this and he was a bit less sore than he expected to be. Kazu wiggled next to him and pulled apart mumbling an apology.
“It’s okay,” Jun muttered as he stretched, feeling his fellow sub do the same.
“Doggy, kitty? Are you awake yet?” Aiba came into the room screaming. It was too loud for his taste but both answered affirmatively, “Good. I have plans for you two, today, I want to start as soon as possible. Kazu, go use the toilet first, and bring me the thing I left on the sink when you come back.”
Jun blinked and sat up, suddenly aware that he was naked under the blanket when he saw the other submissive’s pale butt walk out the room. Aiba sat next to him cross-legged Jun gulped, aware of his morning breath. He looked the Master’s face for a bit before realizing what he was doing and deviated his eyes.
“How did you sleep?” Aiba chimed, reaching out to stroke Jun’s messy hair.
“Good, Aiba, thank you.” Jun responded lifting his hand to wipe the sleep out of his eye.
“I’m glad,” Aiba muttered in a low voice that made Jun shiver, his hand went to stroke his cheekbone, “We left some punishment pending, do you remember?”
Jun did remember and he almost just nodded, making the same mistake all over again, but he caught himself in time and voiced his answer instead. Aiba looked pleased, and somehow that made Jun fear, “Do you need to use the toilet?”
“No, Aiba, I don’t.” Jun acknowledged truthfully, and Kazu entered the room holding a box and a bag Jun couldn’t quite make out.
“Good, just in time kitty,” Aiba praised with that bright smile of his, “Doggy must lie on its side for this-” Aiba informed cheerily, and understanding fell upon Jun like a cold shower, “Help him, Kazu, while I get this ready.
“Yes, Aiba.” Kazu stuttered kneeling beside Jun, helping him get onto his left side.
“Have you had an enema before, Jun?” Aiba interrogated softly as Kazu guided Jun right leg up, leaving Jun’s behind exposed.
“No, Aiba, never.” Jun admitted and, to his own ears, his voice sounded so much steadier than he felt.
“This will not damage you. It won’t hurt if you relax, and if you follow my instructions it won’t even be messy.” Aiba clarified with a voice that Jun found soothing and helped him to calm down. “This is punishment for you violating my rule, even if I was kind enough to forgive you twice. Will you take your punishment for your transgression?”
Jun gulped and took a big breath, thinking. He looked at Aiba and his face was calm, even welcoming, a smirk playing on his lips, in a way that told him that he was free to choose out of it. The kind of face he found reassuring and even if he hadn’t been with the man for even a day, he felt he could trust Aiba with his safety. Jun took another deep breath and replied, “I will, Aiba, I-” Jun didn’t know what else to say, he felt like he had to keep speaking, but he stopped when Aiba smiled bright again and his hand landed on his buttocks, patting him. His hands felt different, and Jun noticed, that unlike last night, Aiba was wearing surgical gloves.
“Now relax, doggy.” Aiba dictated as he did something Jun couldn’t see, “and remember, we are using the traffic light system,” the Master commented lightly. Jun, remembered, he just didn’t want to stop.
Jun was breathing deep, and made the mistake to look at Kazu who was looking attentively with his mouth slightly open. It was a mistake because he started feeling nervous again and his body shook violently when Aiba’s hand exposed his anus further before stroking it with the other hand’s finger before pushing it inside of it. He was still tender from wearing the tail for so long last night, but Aiba’s touches were efficient and not sensual. Just accomplishing the job of stretching Jun.
“Now I’m going to put this into you,” Aiba informed, stretching his hand holding out the plastic nuzzle so Jun could see it for a moment before following through, “You have to relax, Jun-chan.” He added when he placed it against Jun’s opening and the submissive seemed to contract his whole body.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun stammered taking a good deal of air into his lungs and releasing it a few times, his body relaxed again.
“Kazu, I need you to rub Jun’s tummy when the water starts flowing.” Aiba ordered sliding the nuzzle into Jun. If Kazu replied, Jun didn’t hear it because before he could help it he was whimpering, “It’s okay, Jun-chan, you can make noise. I won’t get mad. Now, I need you to tell me if it hurts, or if you can’t take it anymore. If you don’t tell me I can’t know. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun sighed between his clamped teeth. It hadn’t hurt yet, if anything it all felt uncomfortable and humiliating. Including Kazu’s hand against his abdomen.
When the water started flowing into his bowels, Jun gasped loudly. It was out of surprise and discomfort, rather than because it hurt. His breath caught in his throat, but he didn’t notice until Aiba pointed it out and he started taking deep gasps again. Kazu’s hand started to make circles against his tummy and it did help, he was grateful with the other sub for it.
“Good, doggy, we’re almost done…” Aiba beamed and suddenly the water felt different, like it was pouring in faster, making Jun yelp. Aiba giggled as Jun wiggled, feeling the need to use toilet and knowing that he couldn’t go just yet, “Easy, boy, let’s wait just a bit,” Aiba comforted, but sounded more amused than anything else. Jun was doing some sharp shallow air intakes. And wait they did, after a while Jun started to feel in control again and his breathing normalized, tough not entirely. “That’s it five minutes.” Aiba announced and Jun could swear that it was a lot longer than that. “Hold this against you, or you may leak,” Aiba instructed as he guided Jun’s hand to the nuzzle coming out of his ass. “Keep this on until you reach the toilet,” he continued helping Jun stand up, now that his position had changed, the need to evacuate was there again. But being Shibasaki’s property, he had learn to not haste his movements, even if that was what he wanted more than anything, “And hold this,” Aiba handed him the tubing that had been attached to the bag, “Don’t you just stand there staring at me, chop-chop.” Aiba urged him, so Jun started walking, “You may use the Shower, I already put a towel for you out there and when you feel well and want to come out, I’ll be waiting for your apology.” Aiba said walking him to the toilet.
When Jun came out of the bathroom, he felt humiliated, but cleansed, like he had expiated whatever fault he perpetrated. Kazu was sitting at the table, still naked. Aiba had dressed in sweats and a t-shirt.
Aiba smiled when he noticed him, and Jun was insecure on what to do next, “You may apologize now,” The Master prompted waving his hand to indicate him to come closer.
Jun walked to the kitchen, fell to his knees and bowed low, his nose almost touching the floor, “Thank you,” He started speaking, trying to enunciate well, just as Shibasaki had taught him to do, “I am sorry, I’m flawed and I thank you this opportunity to be better…” Jun finished but stayed the same way, waiting for permission to stand.
“Good doggy, come here and have some breakfast.” Aiba invited pointing to a chair, in which Jun hurried to sit, “I’ll reheat it, because it got cold…” Aiba informed as he placed a plate into the microwave, while continued speaking “Do you drink coffee? Milk? Water?”
“Coffee is good. Thank you, Aiba.” Jun said while he waited.
Aiba put a cup of dark coffee, cream, sugar and a spoon in front of Jun, who prepared it to his taste. The microwave beeped, but the Master didn’t put the plate in front of Jun, he took a pair of chopsticks holding the plate. He sat on the chair beside Jun, “Open, Ahh.”
Shibasaki’s submissive was confused for a moment, until Kazu made a gesture with his eyes, and it dawned on him that Aiba was going to feed him. Jun opened his mouth and allowed Aiba put some food in it and chewed. Aiba smiled at him, and it occurred to Jun that the man was trying to make him feel like an infant and he was succeeding at it. He opened his mouth once more and let the man put some more food in it. Seeming delighted by the way Jun was behaving, Aiba smiled even wider. Jun’s cheeks started to burn. Maybe if Kazu wasn’t looking he might have be able to keep the flush off his skin, but the wistful thinking was not his forte and before he noticed it he had finished his meal. Aiba told him to drink some more coffee before sending both subs to wash their teeth.
Announcing that he was going to take a shower, Aiba let them some free time, the only directives they had to follow were, they couldn’t get dressed, they couldn’t touch themselves or each other sexually and they shouldn’t fight. Jun felt no need to get off just yet and he didn’t have anything against the other sub, he could do with some sweatpants and a t-shirt, he was a little cold after all.
“You can just cuddle, you know?” Aiba said when he noticed Jun rubbing his own arms, and Kazu asked for a blanket.
“Yes Aiba,” they both answered.
“Wanna play some Resident Evil?” Kazu asked as soon as Aiba had gone into his room to prepare everything for his shower.
Jun nodded numbly. He didn’t know what he was waiting, but it definitely wasn’t this. They sat in front of one of the couches, the one directly in front of the TV and Kazu handed Jun a controller. Both were trying to get to each other’s body heat, so they ended up sitting really close to each other. Kazu concentrated on the video game and at some point Jun got into it too.
“So, your relationship goes 24/7?” Jun asked as they passed some cut-scenes.
“No, do you and Miss Shibasaki’s?” Kazu returned the question.
“No… just a weekend or two a month.” Jun responded as they started a new stage.
“So it’s not a romantic relationship?” Kazu continued inquiring licking his lips.
“I like her, I feel comfortable with her” Jun expressed although it wasn’t altogether an answer at all. “Do you-you know, with Aiba?”
“Yes, of course. I don’t think I could do all of this if I didn’t feel anything for Aiba.” Nino answered and looked at Jun winking. “You don’t look gay.”
“I’m not,” Jun interjected even before Kazu ended his sentence.
“Edgy are we? Just don’t fall for Aiba, he’s mine. Satoko is bad enough.”
“I’m Shibasaki-sama’s” Jun countered.
“Oh-and that’s why you didn’t say I love Shibasaki instead of I’m Shibasaki’s?” The shorter guy paused the game and stood up, “I’m going to make some tea, I’m still cold. Do you want some?”
“Yes please.” It seemed they both wanted to stop talking before they ended fighting exactly like they were told not to do.
The tea had almost ran out when Aiba left the bathroom surrounded by a cloud that smelled good. The Master smiled at them and gestured for them to keep on doing whatever they were doing while he walked into his room.
“Oh I wanted to get further… Get ready, he’s coming back soon.” Kazu smirked.
Aiba got out of his bedroom with the phone in hand a few minutes later, he was wearing jeans and a white tank top, and Even Jun had to admit that he looked hot, “Kazu, kitty, turn that off please.” Aiba commanded and they both left the controls on the coffee table after the sub had done as told, “Good, now go and take a good shower, while Jun-chan here helps me set up.”
“Yes, Aiba.” Kazu got on his feet and started walking towards the bathroom.
Jun stayed where he was, scratching his knee absentmindedly. It was the first time he was alone with Aiba since the first few minutes after Shibasaki had gone out the door.
“C’mon doggy, let’s prepare to have some fun.” Aiba smiled and turned around to go to the room where they have slept. Jun got on his feet and followed Aiba, “Please, fold the blankets you used, put them beside the table over there.” The Master instructed, himself going to the closet and opening.
Jun almost forgot to obey, feeling curious about what was going to happen. He had to mentally scold himself and force himself to start folding, “you’ll know soon enough,” Jun thought, “it is part of this, waiting, patience, just… patience”.
When he had put the blankets away, the futon was still there. Aiba had put out a wooden case, some rope, a metal tube, what seemed a vanity bag and some massaging oil as well as lubricant on the little table on the corner.
“Aiba, should I put away the futon too?” Jun asked after a few moments in which he considered that they didn’t have a protocol for when he needed to ask questions.
Aiba turned to look at him and smiled, so it might be good just like that, “No, leave it, help me bringing the coffee table in here.” The piece of furniture was made out of sturdy wood, very heavy but they managed to move it into the room. Just at the time Kazu walked out the bathroom, his hair still dripping on his shoulders.
“You may use the toilet now Jun, because you won’t be able to use it in the following three or four hours.” Aiba admonished with a smile.
Once they were all ready, both Kazu and Jun kneeled on the futon, Aiba still seemed to be deciding some stuff as he walked around them and around the room. Maybe it was just theatrics to put them on edge, Jun reasoned.
“Let’s start with doggy,” Aiba said at last, walking towards Jun and grabbing him by the shoulders, to guide him to stand up, “What was that, Kazu?” Aiba inquired, while still guiding Jun to sit at the coffee table.
“A grimace,” The other answered, but Jun was facing the other way, and couldn’t look at Kazu.
“And what was that grimace for?” Aiba asked, leaving Jun and going towards the open closet, grabbing something and walking out of Jun’s line of sight. Jun tried not to look at them, because he didn’t want to put the name of his Master to shame.
“I wanted to go first.” Kazu muttered, but to Jun, it seemed that the other was pushing himself to talk. He wondered if he could ever tell Shibasaki things so directly, maybe if they lasted as long as Aiba and his sub.
“Well, we have been working on your patience for quite a while. How many were the last time?” He heard Aiba say.
“Thirteen.” The sub replied between his teeth.
“Thirteen? And you haven’t learned yet? If you don’t cease to do this with this punishment, I am going to begin thinking you are enjoying it, are you enjoying the caning?” Jun shivered. Shibasaki didn’t like caning, she didn’t even have a cane. He wanted to see them, he wanted to watch Aiba do it, but as a good sub, he just faced forward and breathed deep.
“No, Aiba, I’m not.” Kazu responded with a pitiful quality to his voice.
“So then you’re disobeying me just because you want?” The low voice of the Dominant, made Jun’s skin feel like he was on pins and needles.
“No Aiba, I’m not. I’m just stupid, and you are too patient with me, I’m sorry, so sorry.” Jun could almost feel the tension on the other sub’s voice.
“Let’s do the thirteen plus something else.” Aiba pondered slowly, like he was deciding what the something else was, “Hah!” the man exclaimed, “please stand up, Jun-chan.”
Jun immediately stood up and backed against the wall. Aiba pulled Kazu to bend against the table, it seemed a little harsh, probably ever harsher since the smaller man had his eyes closed tightly.
“Count aloud.” Was the only warning Aiba gave before lifting the thin cane and hitting the man on the bum.
“One.” Kazu cried, “Two, three, four…” a gulp, “Fiv-six, seven-ahh! Eight, nine…” by the time Kazu had counted to thirteen, thick tears ran down his cheeks. Aiba crouched on the other end of the table and used his thumb to clean the sub’s face.
“I would never say you’re stupid, Kazu.” Jun could barely hear Aiba’s voice over the loud sobbing. “I love you, you’re perfectly flawed. I’m glad it’s me who gets to train you, kitty. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Aiba.” Kazu sobbed as he opened his eyes.
“Now you’re going to take care of something,” Aiba informed standing up and grabbing the metal bar and placing it on the ground, “while I get little doggy ready to use it,” he continued lifting Kazu from the table like he was nothing and forcing him to kneel on the tube.
Kazu sobbed again but said nothing. Jun realized then that he stopped breathing, so he took a big mouthful of air. Aiba turned to him then indicating with a gesture that he must sit back on the table. And Jun did, slowly as Shibasaki taught him to do.
“You know doggy,” Aiba spoke as he took a rope in his hands and faced him, forcing him to look up guiding him by the chin. “You need to move faster, or I’ll get impatient.”
“Yes, Aiba” Jun gulped.
Aiba smiled his ridiculously bright grin and reached to grab Jun’s wrists. He pulled them over the sub’s head and guided them, so Jun was grabbing his elbows with his hands. The Master tied the left wrist to the right forearm, first, then the other effectively immobilizing the arms behind Jun’s head. Aiba stepped back to look at the submissive.
“This is pretty, Jun-chan.” Aiba praised, his hands going to Jun’s chest tracing his muscles and nipples. The sub’s respiration grew deeper. The ropes felt tight and nice against his skin, he could feel a semi-erection growing in his groin, “it just got prettier, Jun.” Aiba whispered as he leaned to stroke his penis into a full erection, “Kitten, hand me the bar you’re kneeling on.” Aiba said a bit louder and Kazu hurried to obey, “you may lie on the futon until it stops hurting, babe. Then I’ll hear your apology.”
“Thank you, Aiba.” Kazu said, the tears seemed to have kept flowing all the while he was receiving his punishment, and he sounded really relieved by the direction.
“Where were we?” Aiba asked, but his eyes already seemed to have a purpose.
When Aiba pulled the metal tube near Jun, the sub could see the straps hanging from both ends of the bar. He had to take another great deal of air to relax enough for his legs to follow what the hand that was separating them wanted to achieve: to strap Jun’s ankles to each side of the tube, preventing him from closing his legs.
“Look Kazu,” Aiba called making Jun stand up to show the whole thing to the other sub, “Isn’t it hot?”
“Yes, it is.” Kazu replied, he was lying down on his side, his hands distractively rubbing his knees and the wary eyes roaming Jun’s body.
“Are you ready to apologize?” Aiba asked stroking Jun’s chest and sides.
“Yes, I am.” The man confirmed going back to his knees and bowing low, “May I?”
“Go ahead.” Aiba smirked, pleased.
“Thank you for correcting me, Aiba, for giving me the patience I do not deserve. I’m sorry to keep wasting it.”
“Good kitten, now, keep him hard while I come back.” Aiba motioned to Jun’s cock and Kazu advanced forward and started touching Jun on his thighs.
Aiba bolted out the room, leaving the two subs alone. Kazu reached Jun’s balls and took them in one hand massaging them between his fingers, “Do you like it?” he threw the question at Jun, looking up. The angle Jun had to see the other submissive forced the perspective, so Kazu looked extremely innocent, Jun hadn’t noticed that he looked so young, but Jun didn’t answer, “Aiba likes it when I do this…” he continued talking, “I do card tricks, my fingers are trained to be smooth and fast,” Kazu took Jun’s cock with his other hand flicking his fingers in a way Jun had never been stroked before.
Jun continued to hold his look on Kazu, because if he closed his eyes or did anything to forget it was a man who was doing this to him, he might come. Shibasaki’s submissive was starting to get seriously turned on when Aiba came back, carrying with him a digital camera, focusing on both of them he took a picture, then another. Aiba instructed Nino to stop jerking Jun off, before snapping some other pictures.
Jun flushed, he was often exhibited by Shibasaki, but she had never taken a picture of the things they did. Aiba passed the camera to Kazu and walked to Jun, “Kiss me, doggy.” Aiba commanded once he was in front of Jun. Aiba was just a bit taller and Jun had to struggle to be able to lift his head enough to press his lips against the other’s mouth.
Aiba’s kiss was something hard to resist. His lips were soft but he liked to put in use his sharp teeth and a lot of tongue. When the Master separated, Jun was breathing in short puffs. The next thing that happened was that he was coerced in a quick movement to fall on his knees, the coffee table in front of him and then Aiba bent him over it. The table was tall enough that his chest and part of his abdomen was comfortably resting on it; and small enough so his lower abdomen was not resting on it.
Jun felt extremely vulnerable right now, his ass on the air, testicles and cock at the mercy of the other man. Aiba kneeled in front of him and put the wooden case in a way Jun could see what Aiba was doing. There were several… glasses? Cups? What was that? Jun never saw anything like that before. Aiba took them out one by one and put them in front of Jun there were nine big ones, six medium ones, and four small ones. The biggest one seemed to be the size of a fist, and the smallest, like the ones they put on the stylish cafés with little candles.
In the case, there was also a glass jar that looked old, it contained a clear liquid. Aiba also showed Jun a pair of scissor-like-clamps and a glass container with some cotton balls in it. Jun got scared, he didn’t understand any of it.
“Do you know what these are?” Aiba asked stroking his back slowly.
“No, Aiba.” Jun answered promptly.
“This is a fire-cupping kit, have you heard of fire-cupping before?” Aiba continued, as he reached towards the small table and pulled some oil, but Jun didn’t notice until the man poured a generous quantity on his back. It was cold and it made the Submissive gasp and shiver. Jun expressed a negative before Aiba started explaining, “fire-cupping is a kind of alternative therapy for several injuries and diseases. It has been used by different cultures around the world. Today, Jun-chan, I’m going to treat you to some of this, since I’ve noticed you’re a little tense-“ Aiba clarified, rubbing the oil all over Jun’s back and sides, down to his buttocks. Aiba’s hands felt good on him, and Jun was a little confused.
“I need you to trust me, Jun-chan.” Aiba declared, but it wasn’t a petition, just some kind of reassurance, “I need you to stay still, because otherwise I could hurt you, and not the nice kind of hurt. Also I need you to remember we are using the traffic light system if you want to stop.”
The smallest hint of freak out started to nest in the pit of Jun’s stomach, yet Jun took some air and released it, some times to be able to calm down, he didn’t know what would happen, and it might be a good session if he stayed good.
“I’m going to start now,” Aiba informed, giving the sub, a squeeze in the bum.
The Master took the clamps and pulled a piece of cotton from the container and opening the jar, he dipped it inside. Now that the jar was open, Jun could smell it was alcohol. Aiba produced a zippo from his pants pocket, it was then when Jun felt afraid. With the lighter, the dominant lit the alcohol, and stared at the flame for a while before taking one of the big cups. On a closer look, Jun could see that the border of the glass thingy was plastic, Aiba introduced the flame inside of it for just a few seconds.
Jun felt how the cup was applied to his left shoulder blade, and at the beginning it was only a warm sensation, then some pressure, like the cup was sucking his skin. Aiba took another cup and repeated the process this time the cup landed on Jun’s right shoulder blade. It was repeated with all nine cups. The sucking sensation resulted pleasant. Aiba looked at his handiwork and left the room to put out the flame he had created.
“I forgot this, sorry.” Aiba came back with a recipient with water, where the clamps were dipped, “How does it feel, Jun-chan?”
“It’s… pleasant.” Jun whispered, trying not to wiggle as he wanted to do.
“Good, I’m going to do it again, but since your skin is tender it might start to hurt.” Aiba informed reaching out and pulling the cups from the sub’s skin.
When Aiba replicated the process, he left the flame inside each cup for just a little longer, and when applied, the pressure grew, but it wasn’t really painful yet. This time he also seemed to leave the cups for longer.
“Still good?” Aiba asked at the same time that he retired the cups again.
“Yes Aiba” Jun responded.
“Good, he already has better pain threshold than you, Kitty.” Aiba turned to speak to the other sub. Jun suddenly wanted to know if the other was watching and what expression he had on his face.
The process was done once more, and this time it burnt for a moment and the sucking sensation started to hurt, but it hurt just enough to still be pleasant. Aiba asked again if it hurt, and Jun answered he still was okay. The dominant’s face lit like a lottery winner, and he left the cups some moments more before retiring them.
“This time it IS going to hurt, Jun. But I’ll be pleased if you could manage anyway. Will you do it? If not for me, for Miss Shibasaki?” Aiba requested as he lit another gauze.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered.
The Master cupped Jun’s back again, but Aiba was right, this time did hurt. Jun clenched his teeth as he held up to the pain.
“It’s okay if you need to make noise, Jun. I like to make my submissives scream.” Aiba conceded, when he was introducing the flame to the fourth cup. This time, when the cup was applied to his skin, Jun moaned, “This time, I’m going to leave them longer, Jun.”
“Okay, Aiba.” Jun muttered behind his clenched teeth.
The pain was good. Jun liked it, it was lighting his whole skin as if it was sprayed with gasoline and then someone had thrown a match, “Kitty, come here.” Jun heard Aiba speak and he could feel him move, but nothing specific, “Prepare his hole,” Aiba commanded and Jun wiggled and grunted, “Just two minutes more, Jun. Do you think you’re going to be able to stand it?”
“Yes” Jun cried. It was all part of the show. Of course he could stand more, but the crying, the moaning, the wails, helped him to do it better.
Aiba removed the cups once more, but this time, he didn’t immediately apply them again, instead he sat back, and Jun felt the smaller set of hands on his butt, caressing him.
“Look at you, Jun. Miss Shibasaki is right, you are a pain whore.” Aiba started speaking when Kazu swiped one of his fingers over Jun’s ass hole, “You’re so hard, Jun, already dripping.”
Jun wasn’t really aware of his erection until Aiba pointed it out, and for a moment it was too much. Shibasaki-sama calling him a pain whore, which he knew he was, but she had never told him so, and hearing it now was tingling in all the right places. Kazu inserted his index in the tight ring, making Jun gasp.
“They are marking you really nicely, Jun.”
“Thank you, Aiba.” Jun said, knowing that he would be sore for days and that every time he got dressed in front of his full body mirror and saw the marks, he’d love each and every one of them, that they were his badges for being good, and that when the others in the gym see the marks, they wouldn’t understand, how or why he was smug about them. Just like the last time he had sported bruises from Shibasaki-sama. Right now it wasn´t his Master who did them, but he was getting them on her order and that was enough.
“Don’t get smug, doggy. No-one likes that.” Aiba said as he took a cup and started again, “last time, I left them seven minutes. Now, I’m going to leave them for ten. Do you think you can take it?”
“I’ll do my best for you, Aiba and Shibasaki-sama.” Jun groaned, the light burnt of the feeling of Kazu fingering his ass was starting to feel good.
“Don’t we have a flatterer over here?” Aiba mocked applying the first cup to Jun’s back.
Jun couldn’t hold a long wail, this time the pain was hot and it seared into the flesh, but he said he would to his best and that’s what he will do, “You don’t like it?” Jun asked between pants, “Should I stop?”
“Nah, you keep doing that,” Aiba said making scream one more time. Four times in the end, Aiba had spared him from the other five.
Next
“Good boy,” He said stroking his head and then leaning to pull Kazu onto his lap.
Aiba pulled both of the kitty’s arms behind his back in a way that had to hurt, but Kazu didn’t even flinch, looking intently into his Master’s eyes. The taller man was still smiling when he let go Kazu’s arms and pinched his buttocks. Jun wondered if this was looking this hot because of his own unattended erection or if he really was finding them and their interactions arousing as hell. The way Aiba’s hands were squeezing the tight buttocks or leaving red marks with his nails, he then pulled the tail out of kitten’s body and lifted him before entering him with his own cock. This time Kazu grunted in pain, and Jun guessed some pleasure too.
“Ride, baby.” Aiba instructed sagging himself on the back rest, but his hands pinching hard different parts of the sub’s body. Jun noticed the slighter man was erect too, but he didn’t touch himself, he just held his own arms behind his back the way Aiba had put them before.
“Squeeze me like I taught you to…” Aiba whispered pinching above Kazu’s knee, and by the way Aiba sighed, made Jun think that Kazu had obeyed.
Aiba pushed his sub backwards while the shorter man was still moving his hips sinuously, then used his nails to scrape the pale chest, Nino whined this time and his hips seemed to become erratic as the long fingers reached for his nipples.
“Ah, you can’t come little kitten,” Aiba grunted stilling his movements and holding Kazu so tight by the hips the skin under his fingers was furiously white. “Hold it,” He added, but the other sub was trembling all over, white ropes of cum flew over their chests. Aiba clicked his tongue in annoyance making a face that filled Jun with something alike to fear, but he was too interested in what was going to happen to Kazu now that he had disobeyed a direct command.
Aiba managed to stand up and throw Nino to the floor.
When the shorter guy fell, he puffed heavily and whined later, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He said as soon as he got his breath back.
“Zip it, I don’t want to hear it.” Aiba barked and lifted him from the floor grabbing a handful of hair from behind the pet’s head. “Heel.”
It took perhaps two seconds for Jun to understand that the last command was issued to him. He crawled behind his temporary Master. Aiba dragged Kazu to the kitchen, still holding him by the hair while he opened and closed a few cupboards before finding what he was looking for. Jun observed on all fours from the entrance, since the place was too small to fit in too. Aiba took the box and ripped it open with his teeth before pouring some of the contents into the floor, then he made Kazu kneel. It was then when Jun realized it was uncooked rice, his mouth went dry.
“What happened back there?” Aiba inquired, his nostrils flaring in anger and his voice was harsh. Jun felt dread for the change from the sunny smile to this serious face.
“I disobeyed, Aiba.” Kazu answered, with a trembling voice.
“Why?” The Master questioned further.
“Because I am just an animal-“ Kazu whined, Jun was almost sure the man was crying, “and I pray for your forgiveness, Aiba. Punish me as you see fit.”
The kitten’s voice sounded practiced. Jun gulped, and for what seemed forever Aiba looked at his pet frowning. The expression in the Master’s face softened, but somehow he didn’t seem pleased yet.
“Jun stand here-don’t crawl, stand, come here.” The Master said losing his patience. Jun moved as fast as he could toed some of the rice off as he stood in front of Kazu, where Aiba had pointed, his cock directly in front of the other sub’s face, “Suck him, and don’t you dare to stop.”
Jun gasped loudly when Kazu’s mouth was around his softened dick as soon as Aiba finished talking. The guy was talented, Jun had to give him that, and Jun closed his eyes to imagine it was someone else giving him head, succeeding at it. He was trying to stay calm, so he opened his eyes, to try and stop his orgasm. Though the sight of the slight man with tears falling from his eyes and the cock sliding in and out the thin lips, didn’t actually help it. Aiba was stroking himself beside them.
“Come doggy, kitty will swallow your come.” Aiba instructed and Jun was so glad to hear those words.
Kazu sucked harder, but it still took Jun a couple of minutes to be ready to come. Which he did on the other sub’s mouth with a grunt. Before he had time to come down from his high Aiba pulled him onto a chair and lifted his pet from the ground bending him over the table and fucking him savagely. Kazu was crying out loudly. Jun’s orgasm was beginning to dissipate and watching ‘kitty’ get fucked so hard, made him wonder if he was going to end up in that position before Shibasaki came to get him. A shiver ran down his spine, but he couldn’t figure out if it was because he looked forward to it or because it scared the shit out of him.
“Kiss Kazu,” Aiba rumbled looking at Jun. Shibasaki’s pet leaned over the table and pushed his mouth onto Kazu’s, feeling the other man reciprocate with enthusiasm. Through Kazu’s mouth he could feel Aiba accelerate his pace, falter and finally stop moving. But he didn’t stop kissing the other guy because he didn’t want a punishment as well, “Clean that up and when you’re finished come to the living room. Doggy, help him.”
Quickly, Kazu pulled a dustpan and a broom out of a cupboard and started sweeping the floor. Jun kneeled next to him, picking up stray grains that the broom had left behind. The kitten sniffed the whole time until they finished. Kazu used a head gesture to signal Jun that they must go to the living room.
They crawled to the other room where Aiba was watching TV, still naked, but he seemed to have cleaned himself up. When he noticed them he smiled and extended his arms, kitten stood up and walked right into them nuzzling Aiba’s chest and crying openly. The Master patted and soothed Kazu whispering things into his ears.
Jun felt awkward still on his hands and knees watching them. It was over, his first scene with someone who wasn’t Shibasaki in over a year and it hadn’t been all that unpleasant. It hadn’t been unpleasant at all. He wished he could have been more of a part of it in retrospective, but at the same time he was glad Aiba had been thoughtful about this being his first time with a man as a Master.
Once Kazu’s sniffles and hiccups had calmed Aiba motioned for Jun to climb onto the couch on the other side from Kazu.
“You did well, Jun.” Aiba whispered leaning to kiss him on the forehead. Jun smiled and leaned onto Aiba’s shoulder before he thought it through. Aiba didn’t push him away, he wrapped him with his arm instead. Jun was glad, even if he felt a bit weirded out about the cuddling, “You both are freezing, let’s get you a warm shower before going to bed.” Aiba said pushing them apart.
“Was it because of Jun?” Aiba asked once they were showered and warm, Aiba was toweling Kazu down, while Jun dried himself. At first the question didn’t make much sense to Jun, until Kazu started answering.
“I think so, Jun watching you so intently-it didn’t work, what I always do to stop it…” The other submissive explained sadly, “I’m so-“
“Don’t, I have already forgiven you. I just needed to understand, Kazu, so I could help you obey next time.” Aiba said and pecked his sub on the lips, “But you both are going to sleep in the pen tonight.”
Kazu pouted as Aiba poured some body lotion on his palm and spread it on the sub’s skin. The Master seemed devoted to his pet, and Jun felt the tiniest spark of jealousy. Shibasaki did cuddle with him and attended to his needs, but he wondered if she ever watched him with the same expression Aiba was looking at Kazu. Jun shook his head and went ahead and put some body lotion on his skin, trying to push away the bad feeling nested on the base of his stomach.
The room where the pen was at was cold. So Aiba took an electric heater in it and turned it on. He helped Kazu arrange the cushion and the pillows so both his sub and Jun could sleep there. While Kazu went to get a glass of water Aiba told Jun, “Kazu gets cold at night, and he’ll probably try to cuddle with you, please don’t push him away.” Jun nodded and Aiba sighed heavily.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun blurted as quickly as he could, but he knew the damage was done and he will be getting some punishment.
“Don’t worry, we are going to sleep now. I’ll deal with you in the morning, pretty.” Aiba promised and leaned to kiss Jun’s lips.
Kazu entered the room with a plastic cup filled with water and put it on an end table on a corner, “Here, if you feel thirsty you can drink from it too.” He said perkily. Jun couldn’t believe it was the same man that had cried his eyes out just minutes ago.
Aiba walked towards Kazu and kissed him deep before patting his bum and send him to sleep. Jun went and lay next to the other sub, when Aiba saw them lying down and tucked under a blanket he turned the light off and stepped out, closing the door behind him.
It wasn’t long before exhaustion fell on Jun and his eyes closed down. During the night he faintly felt Kazu hug him from behind and rub his forehead against his back. He decided that it didn’t feel bad anyway, so Jun just let him.
The morning met Jun with the smell of coffee. Kazu was wrapped around his body, and he couldn’t remember hugging the guy back, but he was doing it now. Jun felt good, even if he hadn’t envisioned his night ending like this and he was a bit less sore than he expected to be. Kazu wiggled next to him and pulled apart mumbling an apology.
“It’s okay,” Jun muttered as he stretched, feeling his fellow sub do the same.
“Doggy, kitty? Are you awake yet?” Aiba came into the room screaming. It was too loud for his taste but both answered affirmatively, “Good. I have plans for you two, today, I want to start as soon as possible. Kazu, go use the toilet first, and bring me the thing I left on the sink when you come back.”
Jun blinked and sat up, suddenly aware that he was naked under the blanket when he saw the other submissive’s pale butt walk out the room. Aiba sat next to him cross-legged Jun gulped, aware of his morning breath. He looked the Master’s face for a bit before realizing what he was doing and deviated his eyes.
“How did you sleep?” Aiba chimed, reaching out to stroke Jun’s messy hair.
“Good, Aiba, thank you.” Jun responded lifting his hand to wipe the sleep out of his eye.
“I’m glad,” Aiba muttered in a low voice that made Jun shiver, his hand went to stroke his cheekbone, “We left some punishment pending, do you remember?”
Jun did remember and he almost just nodded, making the same mistake all over again, but he caught himself in time and voiced his answer instead. Aiba looked pleased, and somehow that made Jun fear, “Do you need to use the toilet?”
“No, Aiba, I don’t.” Jun acknowledged truthfully, and Kazu entered the room holding a box and a bag Jun couldn’t quite make out.
“Good, just in time kitty,” Aiba praised with that bright smile of his, “Doggy must lie on its side for this-” Aiba informed cheerily, and understanding fell upon Jun like a cold shower, “Help him, Kazu, while I get this ready.
“Yes, Aiba.” Kazu stuttered kneeling beside Jun, helping him get onto his left side.
“Have you had an enema before, Jun?” Aiba interrogated softly as Kazu guided Jun right leg up, leaving Jun’s behind exposed.
“No, Aiba, never.” Jun admitted and, to his own ears, his voice sounded so much steadier than he felt.
“This will not damage you. It won’t hurt if you relax, and if you follow my instructions it won’t even be messy.” Aiba clarified with a voice that Jun found soothing and helped him to calm down. “This is punishment for you violating my rule, even if I was kind enough to forgive you twice. Will you take your punishment for your transgression?”
Jun gulped and took a big breath, thinking. He looked at Aiba and his face was calm, even welcoming, a smirk playing on his lips, in a way that told him that he was free to choose out of it. The kind of face he found reassuring and even if he hadn’t been with the man for even a day, he felt he could trust Aiba with his safety. Jun took another deep breath and replied, “I will, Aiba, I-” Jun didn’t know what else to say, he felt like he had to keep speaking, but he stopped when Aiba smiled bright again and his hand landed on his buttocks, patting him. His hands felt different, and Jun noticed, that unlike last night, Aiba was wearing surgical gloves.
“Now relax, doggy.” Aiba dictated as he did something Jun couldn’t see, “and remember, we are using the traffic light system,” the Master commented lightly. Jun, remembered, he just didn’t want to stop.
Jun was breathing deep, and made the mistake to look at Kazu who was looking attentively with his mouth slightly open. It was a mistake because he started feeling nervous again and his body shook violently when Aiba’s hand exposed his anus further before stroking it with the other hand’s finger before pushing it inside of it. He was still tender from wearing the tail for so long last night, but Aiba’s touches were efficient and not sensual. Just accomplishing the job of stretching Jun.
“Now I’m going to put this into you,” Aiba informed, stretching his hand holding out the plastic nuzzle so Jun could see it for a moment before following through, “You have to relax, Jun-chan.” He added when he placed it against Jun’s opening and the submissive seemed to contract his whole body.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun stammered taking a good deal of air into his lungs and releasing it a few times, his body relaxed again.
“Kazu, I need you to rub Jun’s tummy when the water starts flowing.” Aiba ordered sliding the nuzzle into Jun. If Kazu replied, Jun didn’t hear it because before he could help it he was whimpering, “It’s okay, Jun-chan, you can make noise. I won’t get mad. Now, I need you to tell me if it hurts, or if you can’t take it anymore. If you don’t tell me I can’t know. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun sighed between his clamped teeth. It hadn’t hurt yet, if anything it all felt uncomfortable and humiliating. Including Kazu’s hand against his abdomen.
When the water started flowing into his bowels, Jun gasped loudly. It was out of surprise and discomfort, rather than because it hurt. His breath caught in his throat, but he didn’t notice until Aiba pointed it out and he started taking deep gasps again. Kazu’s hand started to make circles against his tummy and it did help, he was grateful with the other sub for it.
“Good, doggy, we’re almost done…” Aiba beamed and suddenly the water felt different, like it was pouring in faster, making Jun yelp. Aiba giggled as Jun wiggled, feeling the need to use toilet and knowing that he couldn’t go just yet, “Easy, boy, let’s wait just a bit,” Aiba comforted, but sounded more amused than anything else. Jun was doing some sharp shallow air intakes. And wait they did, after a while Jun started to feel in control again and his breathing normalized, tough not entirely. “That’s it five minutes.” Aiba announced and Jun could swear that it was a lot longer than that. “Hold this against you, or you may leak,” Aiba instructed as he guided Jun’s hand to the nuzzle coming out of his ass. “Keep this on until you reach the toilet,” he continued helping Jun stand up, now that his position had changed, the need to evacuate was there again. But being Shibasaki’s property, he had learn to not haste his movements, even if that was what he wanted more than anything, “And hold this,” Aiba handed him the tubing that had been attached to the bag, “Don’t you just stand there staring at me, chop-chop.” Aiba urged him, so Jun started walking, “You may use the Shower, I already put a towel for you out there and when you feel well and want to come out, I’ll be waiting for your apology.” Aiba said walking him to the toilet.
When Jun came out of the bathroom, he felt humiliated, but cleansed, like he had expiated whatever fault he perpetrated. Kazu was sitting at the table, still naked. Aiba had dressed in sweats and a t-shirt.
Aiba smiled when he noticed him, and Jun was insecure on what to do next, “You may apologize now,” The Master prompted waving his hand to indicate him to come closer.
Jun walked to the kitchen, fell to his knees and bowed low, his nose almost touching the floor, “Thank you,” He started speaking, trying to enunciate well, just as Shibasaki had taught him to do, “I am sorry, I’m flawed and I thank you this opportunity to be better…” Jun finished but stayed the same way, waiting for permission to stand.
“Good doggy, come here and have some breakfast.” Aiba invited pointing to a chair, in which Jun hurried to sit, “I’ll reheat it, because it got cold…” Aiba informed as he placed a plate into the microwave, while continued speaking “Do you drink coffee? Milk? Water?”
“Coffee is good. Thank you, Aiba.” Jun said while he waited.
Aiba put a cup of dark coffee, cream, sugar and a spoon in front of Jun, who prepared it to his taste. The microwave beeped, but the Master didn’t put the plate in front of Jun, he took a pair of chopsticks holding the plate. He sat on the chair beside Jun, “Open, Ahh.”
Shibasaki’s submissive was confused for a moment, until Kazu made a gesture with his eyes, and it dawned on him that Aiba was going to feed him. Jun opened his mouth and allowed Aiba put some food in it and chewed. Aiba smiled at him, and it occurred to Jun that the man was trying to make him feel like an infant and he was succeeding at it. He opened his mouth once more and let the man put some more food in it. Seeming delighted by the way Jun was behaving, Aiba smiled even wider. Jun’s cheeks started to burn. Maybe if Kazu wasn’t looking he might have be able to keep the flush off his skin, but the wistful thinking was not his forte and before he noticed it he had finished his meal. Aiba told him to drink some more coffee before sending both subs to wash their teeth.
Announcing that he was going to take a shower, Aiba let them some free time, the only directives they had to follow were, they couldn’t get dressed, they couldn’t touch themselves or each other sexually and they shouldn’t fight. Jun felt no need to get off just yet and he didn’t have anything against the other sub, he could do with some sweatpants and a t-shirt, he was a little cold after all.
“You can just cuddle, you know?” Aiba said when he noticed Jun rubbing his own arms, and Kazu asked for a blanket.
“Yes Aiba,” they both answered.
“Wanna play some Resident Evil?” Kazu asked as soon as Aiba had gone into his room to prepare everything for his shower.
Jun nodded numbly. He didn’t know what he was waiting, but it definitely wasn’t this. They sat in front of one of the couches, the one directly in front of the TV and Kazu handed Jun a controller. Both were trying to get to each other’s body heat, so they ended up sitting really close to each other. Kazu concentrated on the video game and at some point Jun got into it too.
“So, your relationship goes 24/7?” Jun asked as they passed some cut-scenes.
“No, do you and Miss Shibasaki’s?” Kazu returned the question.
“No… just a weekend or two a month.” Jun responded as they started a new stage.
“So it’s not a romantic relationship?” Kazu continued inquiring licking his lips.
“I like her, I feel comfortable with her” Jun expressed although it wasn’t altogether an answer at all. “Do you-you know, with Aiba?”
“Yes, of course. I don’t think I could do all of this if I didn’t feel anything for Aiba.” Nino answered and looked at Jun winking. “You don’t look gay.”
“I’m not,” Jun interjected even before Kazu ended his sentence.
“Edgy are we? Just don’t fall for Aiba, he’s mine. Satoko is bad enough.”
“I’m Shibasaki-sama’s” Jun countered.
“Oh-and that’s why you didn’t say I love Shibasaki instead of I’m Shibasaki’s?” The shorter guy paused the game and stood up, “I’m going to make some tea, I’m still cold. Do you want some?”
“Yes please.” It seemed they both wanted to stop talking before they ended fighting exactly like they were told not to do.
The tea had almost ran out when Aiba left the bathroom surrounded by a cloud that smelled good. The Master smiled at them and gestured for them to keep on doing whatever they were doing while he walked into his room.
“Oh I wanted to get further… Get ready, he’s coming back soon.” Kazu smirked.
Aiba got out of his bedroom with the phone in hand a few minutes later, he was wearing jeans and a white tank top, and Even Jun had to admit that he looked hot, “Kazu, kitty, turn that off please.” Aiba commanded and they both left the controls on the coffee table after the sub had done as told, “Good, now go and take a good shower, while Jun-chan here helps me set up.”
“Yes, Aiba.” Kazu got on his feet and started walking towards the bathroom.
Jun stayed where he was, scratching his knee absentmindedly. It was the first time he was alone with Aiba since the first few minutes after Shibasaki had gone out the door.
“C’mon doggy, let’s prepare to have some fun.” Aiba smiled and turned around to go to the room where they have slept. Jun got on his feet and followed Aiba, “Please, fold the blankets you used, put them beside the table over there.” The Master instructed, himself going to the closet and opening.
Jun almost forgot to obey, feeling curious about what was going to happen. He had to mentally scold himself and force himself to start folding, “you’ll know soon enough,” Jun thought, “it is part of this, waiting, patience, just… patience”.
When he had put the blankets away, the futon was still there. Aiba had put out a wooden case, some rope, a metal tube, what seemed a vanity bag and some massaging oil as well as lubricant on the little table on the corner.
“Aiba, should I put away the futon too?” Jun asked after a few moments in which he considered that they didn’t have a protocol for when he needed to ask questions.
Aiba turned to look at him and smiled, so it might be good just like that, “No, leave it, help me bringing the coffee table in here.” The piece of furniture was made out of sturdy wood, very heavy but they managed to move it into the room. Just at the time Kazu walked out the bathroom, his hair still dripping on his shoulders.
“You may use the toilet now Jun, because you won’t be able to use it in the following three or four hours.” Aiba admonished with a smile.
Once they were all ready, both Kazu and Jun kneeled on the futon, Aiba still seemed to be deciding some stuff as he walked around them and around the room. Maybe it was just theatrics to put them on edge, Jun reasoned.
“Let’s start with doggy,” Aiba said at last, walking towards Jun and grabbing him by the shoulders, to guide him to stand up, “What was that, Kazu?” Aiba inquired, while still guiding Jun to sit at the coffee table.
“A grimace,” The other answered, but Jun was facing the other way, and couldn’t look at Kazu.
“And what was that grimace for?” Aiba asked, leaving Jun and going towards the open closet, grabbing something and walking out of Jun’s line of sight. Jun tried not to look at them, because he didn’t want to put the name of his Master to shame.
“I wanted to go first.” Kazu muttered, but to Jun, it seemed that the other was pushing himself to talk. He wondered if he could ever tell Shibasaki things so directly, maybe if they lasted as long as Aiba and his sub.
“Well, we have been working on your patience for quite a while. How many were the last time?” He heard Aiba say.
“Thirteen.” The sub replied between his teeth.
“Thirteen? And you haven’t learned yet? If you don’t cease to do this with this punishment, I am going to begin thinking you are enjoying it, are you enjoying the caning?” Jun shivered. Shibasaki didn’t like caning, she didn’t even have a cane. He wanted to see them, he wanted to watch Aiba do it, but as a good sub, he just faced forward and breathed deep.
“No, Aiba, I’m not.” Kazu responded with a pitiful quality to his voice.
“So then you’re disobeying me just because you want?” The low voice of the Dominant, made Jun’s skin feel like he was on pins and needles.
“No Aiba, I’m not. I’m just stupid, and you are too patient with me, I’m sorry, so sorry.” Jun could almost feel the tension on the other sub’s voice.
“Let’s do the thirteen plus something else.” Aiba pondered slowly, like he was deciding what the something else was, “Hah!” the man exclaimed, “please stand up, Jun-chan.”
Jun immediately stood up and backed against the wall. Aiba pulled Kazu to bend against the table, it seemed a little harsh, probably ever harsher since the smaller man had his eyes closed tightly.
“Count aloud.” Was the only warning Aiba gave before lifting the thin cane and hitting the man on the bum.
“One.” Kazu cried, “Two, three, four…” a gulp, “Fiv-six, seven-ahh! Eight, nine…” by the time Kazu had counted to thirteen, thick tears ran down his cheeks. Aiba crouched on the other end of the table and used his thumb to clean the sub’s face.
“I would never say you’re stupid, Kazu.” Jun could barely hear Aiba’s voice over the loud sobbing. “I love you, you’re perfectly flawed. I’m glad it’s me who gets to train you, kitty. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Aiba.” Kazu sobbed as he opened his eyes.
“Now you’re going to take care of something,” Aiba informed standing up and grabbing the metal bar and placing it on the ground, “while I get little doggy ready to use it,” he continued lifting Kazu from the table like he was nothing and forcing him to kneel on the tube.
Kazu sobbed again but said nothing. Jun realized then that he stopped breathing, so he took a big mouthful of air. Aiba turned to him then indicating with a gesture that he must sit back on the table. And Jun did, slowly as Shibasaki taught him to do.
“You know doggy,” Aiba spoke as he took a rope in his hands and faced him, forcing him to look up guiding him by the chin. “You need to move faster, or I’ll get impatient.”
“Yes, Aiba” Jun gulped.
Aiba smiled his ridiculously bright grin and reached to grab Jun’s wrists. He pulled them over the sub’s head and guided them, so Jun was grabbing his elbows with his hands. The Master tied the left wrist to the right forearm, first, then the other effectively immobilizing the arms behind Jun’s head. Aiba stepped back to look at the submissive.
“This is pretty, Jun-chan.” Aiba praised, his hands going to Jun’s chest tracing his muscles and nipples. The sub’s respiration grew deeper. The ropes felt tight and nice against his skin, he could feel a semi-erection growing in his groin, “it just got prettier, Jun.” Aiba whispered as he leaned to stroke his penis into a full erection, “Kitten, hand me the bar you’re kneeling on.” Aiba said a bit louder and Kazu hurried to obey, “you may lie on the futon until it stops hurting, babe. Then I’ll hear your apology.”
“Thank you, Aiba.” Kazu said, the tears seemed to have kept flowing all the while he was receiving his punishment, and he sounded really relieved by the direction.
“Where were we?” Aiba asked, but his eyes already seemed to have a purpose.
When Aiba pulled the metal tube near Jun, the sub could see the straps hanging from both ends of the bar. He had to take another great deal of air to relax enough for his legs to follow what the hand that was separating them wanted to achieve: to strap Jun’s ankles to each side of the tube, preventing him from closing his legs.
“Look Kazu,” Aiba called making Jun stand up to show the whole thing to the other sub, “Isn’t it hot?”
“Yes, it is.” Kazu replied, he was lying down on his side, his hands distractively rubbing his knees and the wary eyes roaming Jun’s body.
“Are you ready to apologize?” Aiba asked stroking Jun’s chest and sides.
“Yes, I am.” The man confirmed going back to his knees and bowing low, “May I?”
“Go ahead.” Aiba smirked, pleased.
“Thank you for correcting me, Aiba, for giving me the patience I do not deserve. I’m sorry to keep wasting it.”
“Good kitten, now, keep him hard while I come back.” Aiba motioned to Jun’s cock and Kazu advanced forward and started touching Jun on his thighs.
Aiba bolted out the room, leaving the two subs alone. Kazu reached Jun’s balls and took them in one hand massaging them between his fingers, “Do you like it?” he threw the question at Jun, looking up. The angle Jun had to see the other submissive forced the perspective, so Kazu looked extremely innocent, Jun hadn’t noticed that he looked so young, but Jun didn’t answer, “Aiba likes it when I do this…” he continued talking, “I do card tricks, my fingers are trained to be smooth and fast,” Kazu took Jun’s cock with his other hand flicking his fingers in a way Jun had never been stroked before.
Jun continued to hold his look on Kazu, because if he closed his eyes or did anything to forget it was a man who was doing this to him, he might come. Shibasaki’s submissive was starting to get seriously turned on when Aiba came back, carrying with him a digital camera, focusing on both of them he took a picture, then another. Aiba instructed Nino to stop jerking Jun off, before snapping some other pictures.
Jun flushed, he was often exhibited by Shibasaki, but she had never taken a picture of the things they did. Aiba passed the camera to Kazu and walked to Jun, “Kiss me, doggy.” Aiba commanded once he was in front of Jun. Aiba was just a bit taller and Jun had to struggle to be able to lift his head enough to press his lips against the other’s mouth.
Aiba’s kiss was something hard to resist. His lips were soft but he liked to put in use his sharp teeth and a lot of tongue. When the Master separated, Jun was breathing in short puffs. The next thing that happened was that he was coerced in a quick movement to fall on his knees, the coffee table in front of him and then Aiba bent him over it. The table was tall enough that his chest and part of his abdomen was comfortably resting on it; and small enough so his lower abdomen was not resting on it.
Jun felt extremely vulnerable right now, his ass on the air, testicles and cock at the mercy of the other man. Aiba kneeled in front of him and put the wooden case in a way Jun could see what Aiba was doing. There were several… glasses? Cups? What was that? Jun never saw anything like that before. Aiba took them out one by one and put them in front of Jun there were nine big ones, six medium ones, and four small ones. The biggest one seemed to be the size of a fist, and the smallest, like the ones they put on the stylish cafés with little candles.
In the case, there was also a glass jar that looked old, it contained a clear liquid. Aiba also showed Jun a pair of scissor-like-clamps and a glass container with some cotton balls in it. Jun got scared, he didn’t understand any of it.
“Do you know what these are?” Aiba asked stroking his back slowly.
“No, Aiba.” Jun answered promptly.
“This is a fire-cupping kit, have you heard of fire-cupping before?” Aiba continued, as he reached towards the small table and pulled some oil, but Jun didn’t notice until the man poured a generous quantity on his back. It was cold and it made the Submissive gasp and shiver. Jun expressed a negative before Aiba started explaining, “fire-cupping is a kind of alternative therapy for several injuries and diseases. It has been used by different cultures around the world. Today, Jun-chan, I’m going to treat you to some of this, since I’ve noticed you’re a little tense-“ Aiba clarified, rubbing the oil all over Jun’s back and sides, down to his buttocks. Aiba’s hands felt good on him, and Jun was a little confused.
“I need you to trust me, Jun-chan.” Aiba declared, but it wasn’t a petition, just some kind of reassurance, “I need you to stay still, because otherwise I could hurt you, and not the nice kind of hurt. Also I need you to remember we are using the traffic light system if you want to stop.”
The smallest hint of freak out started to nest in the pit of Jun’s stomach, yet Jun took some air and released it, some times to be able to calm down, he didn’t know what would happen, and it might be a good session if he stayed good.
“I’m going to start now,” Aiba informed, giving the sub, a squeeze in the bum.
The Master took the clamps and pulled a piece of cotton from the container and opening the jar, he dipped it inside. Now that the jar was open, Jun could smell it was alcohol. Aiba produced a zippo from his pants pocket, it was then when Jun felt afraid. With the lighter, the dominant lit the alcohol, and stared at the flame for a while before taking one of the big cups. On a closer look, Jun could see that the border of the glass thingy was plastic, Aiba introduced the flame inside of it for just a few seconds.
Jun felt how the cup was applied to his left shoulder blade, and at the beginning it was only a warm sensation, then some pressure, like the cup was sucking his skin. Aiba took another cup and repeated the process this time the cup landed on Jun’s right shoulder blade. It was repeated with all nine cups. The sucking sensation resulted pleasant. Aiba looked at his handiwork and left the room to put out the flame he had created.
“I forgot this, sorry.” Aiba came back with a recipient with water, where the clamps were dipped, “How does it feel, Jun-chan?”
“It’s… pleasant.” Jun whispered, trying not to wiggle as he wanted to do.
“Good, I’m going to do it again, but since your skin is tender it might start to hurt.” Aiba informed reaching out and pulling the cups from the sub’s skin.
When Aiba replicated the process, he left the flame inside each cup for just a little longer, and when applied, the pressure grew, but it wasn’t really painful yet. This time he also seemed to leave the cups for longer.
“Still good?” Aiba asked at the same time that he retired the cups again.
“Yes Aiba” Jun responded.
“Good, he already has better pain threshold than you, Kitty.” Aiba turned to speak to the other sub. Jun suddenly wanted to know if the other was watching and what expression he had on his face.
The process was done once more, and this time it burnt for a moment and the sucking sensation started to hurt, but it hurt just enough to still be pleasant. Aiba asked again if it hurt, and Jun answered he still was okay. The dominant’s face lit like a lottery winner, and he left the cups some moments more before retiring them.
“This time it IS going to hurt, Jun. But I’ll be pleased if you could manage anyway. Will you do it? If not for me, for Miss Shibasaki?” Aiba requested as he lit another gauze.
“Yes, Aiba.” Jun answered.
The Master cupped Jun’s back again, but Aiba was right, this time did hurt. Jun clenched his teeth as he held up to the pain.
“It’s okay if you need to make noise, Jun. I like to make my submissives scream.” Aiba conceded, when he was introducing the flame to the fourth cup. This time, when the cup was applied to his skin, Jun moaned, “This time, I’m going to leave them longer, Jun.”
“Okay, Aiba.” Jun muttered behind his clenched teeth.
The pain was good. Jun liked it, it was lighting his whole skin as if it was sprayed with gasoline and then someone had thrown a match, “Kitty, come here.” Jun heard Aiba speak and he could feel him move, but nothing specific, “Prepare his hole,” Aiba commanded and Jun wiggled and grunted, “Just two minutes more, Jun. Do you think you’re going to be able to stand it?”
“Yes” Jun cried. It was all part of the show. Of course he could stand more, but the crying, the moaning, the wails, helped him to do it better.
Aiba removed the cups once more, but this time, he didn’t immediately apply them again, instead he sat back, and Jun felt the smaller set of hands on his butt, caressing him.
“Look at you, Jun. Miss Shibasaki is right, you are a pain whore.” Aiba started speaking when Kazu swiped one of his fingers over Jun’s ass hole, “You’re so hard, Jun, already dripping.”
Jun wasn’t really aware of his erection until Aiba pointed it out, and for a moment it was too much. Shibasaki-sama calling him a pain whore, which he knew he was, but she had never told him so, and hearing it now was tingling in all the right places. Kazu inserted his index in the tight ring, making Jun gasp.
“They are marking you really nicely, Jun.”
“Thank you, Aiba.” Jun said, knowing that he would be sore for days and that every time he got dressed in front of his full body mirror and saw the marks, he’d love each and every one of them, that they were his badges for being good, and that when the others in the gym see the marks, they wouldn’t understand, how or why he was smug about them. Just like the last time he had sported bruises from Shibasaki-sama. Right now it wasn´t his Master who did them, but he was getting them on her order and that was enough.
“Don’t get smug, doggy. No-one likes that.” Aiba said as he took a cup and started again, “last time, I left them seven minutes. Now, I’m going to leave them for ten. Do you think you can take it?”
“I’ll do my best for you, Aiba and Shibasaki-sama.” Jun groaned, the light burnt of the feeling of Kazu fingering his ass was starting to feel good.
“Don’t we have a flatterer over here?” Aiba mocked applying the first cup to Jun’s back.
Jun couldn’t hold a long wail, this time the pain was hot and it seared into the flesh, but he said he would to his best and that’s what he will do, “You don’t like it?” Jun asked between pants, “Should I stop?”
“Nah, you keep doing that,” Aiba said making scream one more time. Four times in the end, Aiba had spared him from the other five.
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