I Love the way You Hurt - Chapter 1
Title : I Love the way You Hurt
Author : me and lovu_lovu_aiba
Pairings : Sakuraiba, Juntoshi, will have some Sakumiya later on
Rating : +17, NC (it won't be hardcore but I still wouldn't suggest kids to read it)
Genre : drama, romance
Summary : Ohno and Aiba are best friends for the longest time now. They've always been together and did everything together, always had the same passions and interests. When Aiba discovers the only thing that it seems like they don't have in common, he decides he needs to find some more of it. He doesn't expect to find the love of his life in doing so.
Disclaimer : None of us own Arashi. Though we'd both like to XD
A/N : Since in the story I wrote with sakura_hime1212, Love is Stronger Than Pain, we gave BDSM a pretty horrible and untrue notion, I decided to make this story which will show the real BDSM life and how it actually is beautiful and plesent if you have with it needs for it. And lovu_lovu_aiba was adorable enough to agree to help me with it ^^ So that is why I say, it won't be exactly the story I'd let my kids read. And it will sure be the story my parents will NEVER know I wrote XDD
Chapter 1
Masaki was looking out the window at the many high-buildings, companies and shops that seemed to fly by while the car of his friend was rushing on the streets. He had a weird feeling, as if something was in his stomach, moving around, making him uncomfortable. He was starting to doubt that he was actually ready for this. He had thought he was, cause him and Satoshi had been talking about it for weeks. But now that he was in the car, driving to that place, Masaki was starting to lose a bit of his calm. He turned his head to the right and looked at his friend, giving him a smile when the older man looked at him happily.
Satoshi had been Masaki’s best friend since they were in middle school. Though Satoshi was 2 years older than him, he looked and acted as if he was younger. There were times when Masaki was unable to believe his friend was actually 30 years old. It somehow seemed impossible. For when they were children, the two of them had always shared the same hobbies and passions and Masaki always felt happy about it, being able to share with Satoshi everything he liked and knowing Satoshi was able to do the same. But, on the day of his 28 birthday, Satoshi decided to share with Masaki a thing that he had been keeping secret. He knew no one else that could understand him and not judge him and it was something he wanted to take out of his chest.
“You know, Masa-chan… It may sound a bit weird to you, but I like pain…”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Like… Do you remember that time at the party when I’ve accidently cut my hand in that glass that got broken? And you freaked out for me?”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“You were afraid of me being in pain, were you not?”
“Of course I was! Your hand was bleeding!”
“I was actually enjoying it…”
“….You were..?”
“Yes. I like the feeling of pain… It gives me a strange pleasure. People call this masochism.”
“Is it a illness?”
“No, of course is not. Haha! You are so silly at times… Is not a illness, is more like… Something different that I have .”
“Different is not always bad, right?”
“I guess is not… In any case, did you ever herd of BDSM?”
“I seriously doubt I did… And if I did, I sure don’t remember it.”
“Well, for a 100% description, BDSM stands for Bondage and Discipline, Sadism and Masochism. Is a consensual lifestyle choice or a adult role play between two or more people.”
“I don’t get it.”
“You see, some people, like myself, enjoy getting hurt and being controlled. And some other people enjoy hurting and being in control. And when this two people meet and get together, is called BDSM. And they can be very, very happy together. Though many people don’t understand the notion and some other people find it disgusting…”
“So this is something like… Master and slave ?”
“Exactly.“
“And you wish to be a slave.”
“Yes, I do. I have been wanting it since I was 18 years old or younger, but I kept denying it, thinking for a long time that I was just insane. But I came to realize that there is nothing wrong with me and that there are many others like me. So why should I deny my own happiness only because some people might not understand me? I am looking for a master now. There are many websites online where people who enjoy this kind of things can meet up, talk and eventually get to know each other and start up a relationship.”
“Isn’t that dangerous..? I mean, even the normal people dating websites can be dangerous. This is for sadistic people, how can you be sure they are not… you know… Insane or extreme or way more sadistic than you would enjoy ?”
“You can’t. That is the main reason for which you need to talk to them a lot before actually meeting them. Is also the reason for which I’ve told you about it… I might need help finding myself the perfect master for me. I will also need someone to talk to about it. Is quite complicated to keep all this inside…”
“You know you can always count on me, Toshi. You are like my brother.”
“I knew you wouldn’t let me down, Masa… Damn, I love you!”
Masaki opened his eyes, the flashback he had been having stopped as soon as he did so. At first, when Satoshi confessed him his true feelings, he was a bit scared and confused. But he loved him too much to push him back. So he started researching as much as he could about all this BDSM things. He found out soon that it was not something bad or horrible. Of course that there were extremes, as in anything that exists on Earth, but mainly it was a normal thing for the people who liked it and found pleasure in it. He had helped Satoshi in his look for the perfect master, reading together with him the messages that he was receiving from the different men that found his profile on the websites he had singed on and he was giving him advice about which seem safe and which don’t. They soon found out that most of the men from this kind of websites were just sexually obsessed guys who had no idea of the real BDSM and just wanted to fuck. So it was not as easy as it seemed to find a good and real master.
But, it was not long ago when Satoshi started talking with this guy online. They were getting together really well and the man seemed very honest and very nice. His ideas, as much as Masaki saw it, were a bit weird but Satoshi found him perfect. After talking to him for 2 months online, Satoshi decided it was the time to meet him and asked Masaki to join him at this meeting, in case anything too weird was going to happen. So Masaki accepted. Though he was totally not new to the notion of BDSM, after 2 years of talking to Satoshi about it and reading almost everything he could have found about it, it was his first time going to a real BDSM club to meet a real master. So he couldn’t help himself feeling nervous. It did helped a lot that Satoshi was calm and happy. It was giving Masaki the feeling that nothing bad will happen.
When the car stopped Masaki took a deep breath, turning to Satoshi to smile at him.
“We’re here!” Satoshi said anxious, taking his seat belt off.
“I can see that… Damn, I feel so nervous. Is like I am meeting my master, not you .” Masaki laughed, taking his belt off as well and getting outside of the car .
“Who knows? Maybe you will.” Satoshi said with a smile.
“What do you mean by that?” Masaki asked confused.
“Come on, admit it. You like this stuff too, don’t you?” Satoshi asked, while they were both walking towords the entrance of the club.
“I don’t. I only like reading about it cause you like it.” Masaki said, the uncomfortable feeling he was having starting to become worse.
“Right.” Satoshi said, still smiling sarcastically. “Just get inside.” He laughed, opening the door for his friend.
Masaki entered, giving Satoshi a slow slap in the back of the head, telling him to stop saying nonsense. The local was not so big but it was full of people. Young and old people, some of them looking innocent, some of them looking mean, but almost none of them looking just normal . Most of the bigger men were dressed in black leather cloths and had this weird, scary smile that freaked Masaki out. This masters were weird… As for the submissive boys, they were so easy to spot cause they all had either chains or leather made collars around their necks. “Probably to show their submissiveness or something,” Masaki though. “Weird place… Weird people… What the Hell am I doing here..?” he kept asking himself, looking around amazed. “Oh… Right… Him…” he said in his mind, when Satoshi grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards a table.
“Mister Matsumoto?” Satoshi asked, with a cute smile.
“That would be me. And you must be Satoshi.” The man that was sitting at the table said, getting up to shake his hand. “You are as adorable as in your pictures. Though I must admit that the real product is always better than the commercial.”
Masaki watched Satoshi’s cheeks getting red and tried hard to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He inspected this guy from head to toe. He was pretty taller, shorter than him a bit but clearly taller than Satoshi. He had a really pretty face with beautiful lips and amazing eyes, black, messy hair and slim yet powerful looking body. He was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a purple shirt, with a black leather jacket on top. If Masaki wouldn’t have known that BDSM stuff seemed to have quite a obsession with leather, he would have thought that Mastumoto was a rocker.
“I am Aiba Masaki, me and Satoshi are good friends.” he introduced himself, when he saw the man was staring back at him curious.
“Oh, I understand. Matsumoto Jun, is a pleasure meeting you.” The man said, shaking his hand politely. “Sit down, please. What would you two like to drink?”
“Well, uhm… What am I allowed to drink?” Satoshi asked, taking a place next to Masaki at the table, in front of Jun, staring at the man.
“You can drink anything you want, Satoshi. We are here just to talk for now, I won’t start giving you orders right away.” Jun said, his face looking as if he was amused. “Though I like that you asked that. It shows that you will really obey me when we will start it.”
Satoshi left his head down for a moment, smiling and playing with his hands in his lap. He seemed happy and embarrassed at the same time.
“Well then… I’d like a martini, if that’s fine.” he said after a bit, raising his head up.
“What about you?” Jun asked Masaki, looking at him.
“Just a beer for now. I don’t want to get wasted around here.” Masaki said, looking at all the men who seemed to stare at him very interested.
“Very well then. I’ll just have a whiskey. I’ll go take them from the bar, excuse me for a moment.” Jun said, getting up and making his way through the crowed.
“Did you saw how hot he is?!” Satoshi whispered enthusiast to Masaki in his ear.
“Yeah, he’s beautiful, can’t lie about it. But we need to talk to him, make sure he’s not a weirdo.”
“I’ve been talking to him for two months, he can’t be. Beside, doesn’t he seem nice and polite?”
“Yeah, he does…” Masaki said, looking at Jun who was smiling to them from the bar, waiting for the bartender to give him their drinks.
“I totally want him, Masaki, he is so the one!” Satoshi said, his eyes shinning in the small yet intense light from the club.
“Let’s hope it works out well then.” Masaki said, smiling kindly to his friend. “I am very glad that you are happy though, Toshi . I never saw you like this before.”
“Maybe I am in love.” Satoshi said.
“You just met him.” Masaki said, raising his eyebrow.
“That is not true, I know him for two months already!” Satoshi said, making Masaki laugh.
“Is funny how much things have changed… When we were kids, people felt in love with people from their school, work place, building and so on. And it took them years to confess, then other years of dating to finally be able to marry. Now you meet up on the internet, set a date and in one month you are already married.” Masaki said, sinking in his chair more.
“Indeed, things have changed a lot, huh?” Jun said, coming back to them and putting the small tray with the drinks on the table. “Everything is quite speedy now adays. But that is not always something bad.”
“I guess.” Masaki said, taking his beer and drinking a bit of it.
“That guy is really checking you out since you entered.” Jun said to Masaki, pointing to a man.
“Everyone seems to be checking me out since I entered.” Masaki said, not even bothering to look at the man Jun was showing him. “I am not into this thing. I am just Satoshi’s friend and so I support him and try to understand his every passions, this being one of them. But nothing else.”
“So you are just a good friend, not a submissive.” Jun said, taking a swallow of his whiskey.
“Yes.” Masaki agreed, looking at him.
“And you came here to make sure I won’t hurt him.” Jun added, taking his pack of cigarettes out from his pocket.
While he was picking a cigarette from it that he put in his mouth, Masaki and Satoshi both looked at each other, before letting their heads down, feeling somehow ashamed, wondering if Jun was going to feel offended.
“Haha,” Jun laughed. “Don’t worry, I didn’t said that as a reproach. Is actually good you’ve done that. In BDSM, there are many freaks who do stuff that have nothing to do with what is really meant to be. This world if filled of fake masters, and some boys and men who jump into it without making sure is safe before can end up very bad. I am happy that Satoshi has someone to take care of him and I hope I will be able to gain your trust.”
“I am happy you understand,” Masaki said, with a kind smile.
“Now, if you won’t mind… The things me and Satoshi have to discuss are a bit private. So how about we go to that table?” Jun said, pointing to a free table that was far enough for the two of them to be able to talk without Masaki to hear them, but close enough for the man to be able to see them.
“That would be alright for me.” Masaki said, nodding his head.
“Great then. After we talk it through and decide something, we’ll return to inform you of it.” Jun said, getting up from the table holding his glass.
“Very well.” Masaki said, after Satoshi got up too.
He watched them moving to the other table and took a deep breath. First view? The guy was good and sounded nice. As far as he knew, he was 3 years younger than Satoshi which made it somehow funny for him to be the master. But by the way he looked, he was sure not the type of guy someone would play games with. Masaki just thought he would trust his instinct and let Satoshi enjoy his night. He didn’t wanted to start being paranoic.
He took another big swallow of his beer, taking his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He looked around the place while lighting his cigarette up, letting the smoke out on his nose and raising his eyebrow. So many men were looking at him that it made him feel as a small rabbit in a cage filled of wolves. They didn’t look like so nice people either, though some of them were pretty hot. Masaki found himself wishing they would all find someone fast and stop staring at him as if they’d want to eat him up alive.
He was drinking some more of his beer quietly when a guy came to him, putting his hand on his shoulder. Masaki was so surprised by it that he almost chocked with his drink.
“Do you have someone, kid?” the man asked, while Masaki was putting the big glass back on the table.
“No, but I am not looking for anyone, thank you.” Masaki said, hopping the man would just go and leave him alone.
The man was tall and strong looking and he was wearing a pair of tight leather pants with a leather top that was showing off his muscles. He had kind of long, black hair and a lustful expression in his eyes. Masaki tried to push him away but he didn’t seemed to want to leave.
“Come on, baby, we could have fun together. What turns you on?” the man asked, still holding his hand on Masaki in a possessive way.
“Excuse me?” Masaki said amazed. “Look… Can you just leave me alone? I do not want a master.”
“They all say that until they start loving it.” the man answered him.
“Just leave me alone, please.” Masaki said, starting to feel panicked.
“I think he wants you to go.” Masaki heard a voice from behind him.
He turned to look who had talked, as well as the other man did. The new guy was a bit taller than the other one and he had short, messy brown hair and the most beautiful and almost perfect face Masaki had seen in his life. With the most delicious looking lips as well. He was dressed in a pair of blue, simple looking jeans with a red shirt that had the first 2 buttons opened, showing a bit of his skin and a nice, delicate gold necklace, with a gold, round pendent attached to it. He looked like a normal guy and Masaki felt grateful that he was trying to help.
“I would suggest you’d leave him alone.” the man said, on a calm yet threatening voice.
“Fine, fine… Whatever…” the first man said, taking his hand off of Masaki and leaving, a bit annoyed.
“Are you okay?” the man that had helped Masaki asked.
“Yes…” Masaki said slowly. “Thank you… That guy was scary.”
“Many guys from here are fake idiots who just want to abuse someone without any reason.” the man said, with a combination of disgust and annoyment in his voice. “I am Sakurai Sho, by the way… Is very nice meeting you.”
“Aiba Masaki… Nice meeting you too..” Masaki said, shaking hands with the man. “Are you with someone?”
“No, not really. I came to meet a friend but I doubt he’ll come since he didn’t got here by now. I’m waiting him for an hour.” Sho said, looking at his watch.
“Would you mind staying with me?” Masaki offered, thinking that it would be nice to have someone who could protect him close until Satoshi finished and they could leave.
“I’d love to if you’re okay with it.” Sho said, with a smile.
Such a smile… Masaki was so fascinated by this man. What was such a beautiful, polite and amazing looking guy was doing in such a place? He couldn’t have been involved in all this BDSM stuff, it didn’t looked as if it would be his thing. Masaki kept looking at him and discovered his lips were parted in amazement and took a long puff from his cigarette to cover it up.
“So… What are you exactly doing here, if I may ask?” Sho said, after sitting down next to Masaki.
“I came with a friend. He is over there with that guy.” Masaki said, pointing to Satoshi. “They met on the internet some time ago and talked for a lot and this is the first time they meet.”
“I see… So your friend will be Matsumoto-san’s new slave boy?” Sho asked.
“You know him?” Masaki asked, a bit amazed.
“Yes. He is quite popular around the BDSM community. He trained some of the best slaves from Tokyo. Also, it is said that he has a quite unique and cool technique to make his slaves adore him to death. He is a good guy. Very kinky and kind of arrogant, but a good guy by all means .” Sho explained.
“That is good to know… I was a bit worried for Satoshi.” Masaki admitted.
“He is safe with Matsumoto, do not worry.” Sho told him, still smiling kindly.
“Thank you for letting me know.” Masaki said, taking another slip of his beer. “So! Are you into this stuff at all?” he added, trying hard to image what Sho could be in the BDSM world since nothing that he knew off seemed to apply for him.
“Yes, I am a master.” Sho said,simply.
“You are a master?” Masaki laughed, amused, thinking it was a joke.
“Yes.” Sho said, on a serious tone, resting his elbows on the table.
“Really?” Masaki asked, raising his eyebrow.
“Yes.” Sho said, on the same serious voice.
“…Really!?” Masaki said again, starting to realize it was not a joke.
“Yes, why are you so amazed?” Sho said, sounding a bit disturbed.
“I don’t know, you just don’t look like a master…” Masaki said, starting to feel a bit stupid.
“Just because I don’t wear leather from neck to toe and I don’t have a whip attached to my belt that doesn’t mean I am not a real master. Actually, people who do that are the ones who are fake. BDSM is not a fashion show, nor a game or a reason to show off how badass you are. Is a lifestyle, is something that must simply make you feel happy and pleased.” Sho explained.
“What is it with BDSM and leather anyway? Why so many people who are into this dress like that?” Masaki asked, confussed about it.
“Usually, slaves are the ones who are supposed to wear leather. Is like self bondage.” Sho said. “It’s tight and makes breathing a difficult thing. Beside, it looks hot on them. Mistresses wear it almost always too.”
“Girls are into this as well?!” Masaki asked amazed.
“Oh yeah. And some of them are worse than men at it. Usually, mistresses are women who hold a grudge against men. They want to see them suffering, begging at their feet, they want to see them humiliated and crushed. Which makes all the magic of the BDSM get lost. It shouldn’t be about hate and hard feelings. BDSM, the way I see it, is about love at it’s highest level. To love and adore someone so much, that you give him the power to destroy you and trust him not to do it. To know that someone cares for you so much and make sure they are safe forever in your arms. That is how I see it, that is why I love it and is also why I do it. I am a gentle master, to put it to you more easy to understand. Sure that I do punish too, I do like painful games as well and I can be mean when my slave disobeys me or does something that I find to be wrong. But my punishments are not brutal and I put a big accent on love. If there is no love in between me and my slave, then it all just becomes a bed kink, a role-play, and I don’t like it anymore so I stop the relationship.” Sho said.
Masaki listened him very interest. The way Sho was putting it, sounded really beautiful. Sounded like something he could do as well. Also, the man was so damn beautiful that Masaki was thinking even a straight man could have fallen for him.
“That sounds very nice…” he said, after a deep moment of silence. “I will go take another drink. Do you want something?”
“Double whiskey, please.” Sho said, with a kind smile.
“Are you sure? Are you driving?” Masaki asked, looking at him a bit worried.
“Don’t stress. I have a big tolerance with alcohol. I can drink 10 of those and don’t get even dizzy.” Sho explained, amused a bit.
“That is so cool of you…” Masaki admitted. “Well, I will be right back.”
He went to the bar, passing by the table on which Satoshi was sitting with Jun. They seemed to be very into their talk so Masaki didn’t disturbed them. He was way too deep in his own thoughts anyway. He had never thought that all this BDSM stuff could be about love as well. He thought it was just a weird kinky stuff that some people enjoyed doing. But the way Sho was describing it, it sounded like a normal relationship that was a bit more hard than others and that involved a lot of shared respect, control and obedience. Love someone so much that you would worship him, something alike it… ‘That sounds like something I could actually enjoy myself…’ Masaki thought. ‘And how happy would Satoshi be if I would share even this weird passion with him…’
He took the drinks from the bartender and smiled to him politely, making his way through the crowd slowly in order not to drip them over. He felt someone’s hands touching his ass but he didn’t said anything about it, just tried to ignore it as he kept walking, not wanting to start off a scandal in that place and ruin Satoshi’s night. He put the glassed on the table a bit pissed when he got to it.
“Can I stay next to you?” he asked Sho.
“Sure thing.” Sho said, pulling the chair from his right side in the back to give Masaki space to sit.
“Thanks…” Masaki said, sitting down.
“Something wrong?” Sho asked, looking at him concerned.
“Someone was touching my ass when I was getting here,” Masaki said.
“What?! Who?” Sho asked annoyed.
“I don’t know and it doesn’t matter anyway… Why are you so pissed off?” the blond asked with an amused smile.
“I just… don’t like the idea of people being way too perverted for their own good, that’s all.” Sho said, taking his glass of whiskey from the table and getting a big swallow of it.
“I see..” Masaki said, drinking a bit of his own drink as well. “Do you have a slave right now?”
“No. I broke up with the last one 3 years ago.” Sho explained, sounding as if the subject disturbed him.
“And you didn’t dated anyone in 3 years?” Masaki asked curious.
“I tried to find another one but I didn’t found the good one… yet.” Sho said, looking at Masaki with a smile. “Do you have someone?”
“Not really… Me and my last boyfriend broke up an year and half ago. Actually, I broke up with him.” Masaki said, lighting a new cigarette.
“Why?” Sho asked.
“He was WAY too sweet. It was annoying me. Like, he was bringing me flowers always and call me his prince and telling me he loved me from 5 to 5 minutes… It was getting so boring.” Masaki told him, playing with his glass in his hand.
“Normal people would love that, you know?” Sho said, looking at him intensely.
“They would… wouldn’t they..?” Masaki said, thinking of it for the first time.
“How would you feel about being tide up on a bed?” Sho asked.
“That would make sex more interesting for sure.” Masaki answered, while smoking his cigarette.
“What about staying in your knees in front of the one you love? Kissing his hand, calling him master, doing what he tells you to do without doubting is something that would make you both happy? Would any of this disturb you?” Sho kept asking, trying to break the man in and make him confess his actual feelings.
“That would sure feel good… Like, usually, when I love someone, I like to do what he says. And I like being controlled. Cause you know, when I take my own decisions, I am always worried is they would work or not, if is the good option or not, if it will make me happy or not… Having someone to decide things for me in my place, being able to let someone else think for me, knowing that he just loves me for me, not for what I pretend to be in order for him to like me… All this sounds so good.” Masaki said, while looking down. “Is your kind of BDSM like this?”
“Is exactly like that.” Sho said. “My kind of BDSM… I like how you put that. I think everyone actually has their own kind of BDSM. Cause though it all goes by one simple rule, each person develops it and plays it as he wants and feels. I like feeling the love in it most…”
“Sho-san… I would really… like… As in… Uhm…” Masaki tried to say but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat.
“You want to try my kind of BDSM?” Sho asked, with a gentle smile.
“Y-Yes… Yes.. I want that… Is it possible?” Masaki asked, his cheeks turning a cute shade of red.
“It would be all my pleasure. You seem like such an easy to love man.” Sho said, putting his hand in Masaki’s hair and caressing him slowly.
“You seem like the easiest man to fall for in the world..” Masaki said, looking straight at him. “Your eyes have the most beautiful brown color ever…”
“Thank you.” Sho said. “Well, if you really want to try it up with me, I’ll give you a small test. Let me kiss you.”
“Right now?” Masaki asked, a bit surprised though it sounded like no problem at all.
“Yes.” Sho said, simple, waiting to see what the man would do.
Masaki left his cigarette on the ash tray, putting his hands gently on Sho’s chest and closing his eyes. He parted his lips a bit, waiting for the kiss. He felt Sho’s hand on the back of his head, then Sho’s lips pressed on his. Sho stick his tongue out, pushing slowly Masaki’s teeth, and so the blond opened his mouth more, giving Sho’s tongue access to enter. Sho started caressing Masaki’s hair, as his tongue was going in circles around the younger man’s tongue, while Masaki was just sitting there, not pushing nor pulling, just letting himself be guided through. Sho sucked Masaki’s lower lip at the end, letting go with a small, popped sound, and smiling to the man.
“You are perfect.” he said, sounding happy.
“I am?” Masaki asked amazed.
“You are a natural. You left me do what I wanted and didn’t tried to take any bit of control, not even for a second there.” Sho said. “I am quite surprised.”
“It felt good letting you do it your way… Is like you were thinking in my place. It was the best kiss of my life…” Masaki confessed, blushing even more.
“You are made for this, believe me.” Sho said. “Do you really want to be my slave?”
“I want to be the one who loves you most in the world…” Masaki said. “I know is kind of soon since we met what… one hour ago? But I honestly believe I can get to love you more than my own life…”
“The one who loves me most… Damn, I adore the way you put things. Alright. Give me your number, I’ll give you mine.” Sho said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
Masaki hurried to take his phone out too, smiling brightly as they exchanged numbers. If someone would have told him when he left the house that he was going to find a guy that was going to make him get into BDSM, he would have told that person he was insane. But there he was, feeling like he was going to jump up and down of happiness that this guy, that he knew almost nothing about, had agreed to try and make him his slave. Was life weird or what?
“I will call you tomorrow and we will set up a meeting. In a better place than this one, I’d suggest… Somewhere quiet. Like a restaurant or a coffee shop. Then we’ll talk about it some more and see with what and when will we start up things.” Sho said, putting his phone back in his pocket.
“I could start off from tomorrow if you’d like.” Masaki said, on a quite anxious tone.
“Haha! No, no..” Sho laughed. “It doesn’t work like that. We need to gain trust in each other, we need to get to actually know each other and decide what of what I like and what of what you like we’ll be doing. I would suggest you to go online and look through the basic BDSM activities. Then make a list of what you like of the things you find. And we’ll discuss it.”
“Does what I like matters?” Masaki like, a bit surprised. “Like, if you will be the master, shouldn’t we do only what you like?”
“That is a good question. Yes, basically, we will mostly do what I like. But the things you like are important as well, for things like rewards. After I know what you will like, I will make a list of the ones you like most. And when you do something good or something I feel proud of you for, I’ll do one of the things you like as a reward. And when you’ll do something that disturbs me, makes me feel bad or disobeys the orders I have gave you, you’ll get a punishment. Of course, I won’t punish you for my own mistakes or for you doing something that you were unable to but tried to do. I am not like that. If you put effort in it but it doesn’t work out, is not your fault so it doesn’t count as a mistake.”
“I understand. That sounds perfect for me.” Masaki said, with a smile.
“Hey, Masa! We’re done!” Satoshi said, coming next to the table with Jun. “And who is he?” he added, noticing Sho.
“Sakurai Sho, is nice meeting you.” Sho said, getting up and shaking Satoshi’s hand. “Yo Jun, what’s up? Haven’t seen you in a while!” he added, clapping his hand with Jun in a friendly way.
“Hey Sho. I am perfectly fine and happy. Satoshi is officially my new slave from today. I’ll meet him tomorrow to give him his collar and have the first session with him.” Jun said proudly, caressing Satoshi’s hair.
“Well, congrats boy!” Sho said, tapping Satoshi’s shoulder. “I am quite happy myself, to be honest..” he added, turning to look at Masaki.
“Well then! We should get going, ne?” Masaki said, breaking in the moment.
“Yes, we should indeed.” Jun said. “I came with a taxi here, could you give me a ride, Sho?”
“My pleasure.” Sho said, smiling to his friend. “I want to talk to you some more anyway.”
“Well then, my teddy bear. I’ll see you tomorrow at 6 PM.” Jun said, kissing Satoshi’s forehead.
“Yes! See you then, Master!” Satoshi said happily, making a bow and leaving with Masaki.
“Did you heard how sweet his voice sounds when he says master??” Masaki and Satoshi heard Jun telling Sho, when they were getting away.
Masaki turned around to see Sho laughing at his friend. Sho saw him as well and waved his hand at him, giving him a wink as well. Masaki smiled, getting out of the club and going to the car fast. Him and his friend got inside, both of them looking as if a dream of theirs come true.
“I have SO many stuff to tell you!” Satoshi said, turning on the car.
“Me too. You will never guess!” Masaki said, giggling while putting on his seat belt.
A/N: Well! That is all for now, guys. As I have mentioned at the start, this will be a story about the real BDSM and it will be pretty long, unlike Love is Stronger Than Pain. I don’t know yet how many chapters it will have but I am sure there will be many XDD Also, this is the last new story I am going to start off. Until I finish No More Pain, there won’t be anything new coming up. So to all the people who PM me asking me to start up stories with them, thank you and I am really happy and honored you guys wanna write with me, but I can’t keep up with anything new right now as I already have enough going on and I also have a life and a job (surprisingly XD) When I will have time and space to start up new fics, I will sure let you know, don’t worry ^__^ As always, comments are loved! Tell me what you think of it, ne ^^ Love you all <33
Author : me and lovu_lovu_aiba
Pairings : Sakuraiba, Juntoshi, will have some Sakumiya later on
Rating : +17, NC (it won't be hardcore but I still wouldn't suggest kids to read it)
Genre : drama, romance
Summary : Ohno and Aiba are best friends for the longest time now. They've always been together and did everything together, always had the same passions and interests. When Aiba discovers the only thing that it seems like they don't have in common, he decides he needs to find some more of it. He doesn't expect to find the love of his life in doing so.
Disclaimer : None of us own Arashi. Though we'd both like to XD
A/N : Since in the story I wrote with sakura_hime1212, Love is Stronger Than Pain, we gave BDSM a pretty horrible and untrue notion, I decided to make this story which will show the real BDSM life and how it actually is beautiful and plesent if you have with it needs for it. And lovu_lovu_aiba was adorable enough to agree to help me with it ^^ So that is why I say, it won't be exactly the story I'd let my kids read. And it will sure be the story my parents will NEVER know I wrote XDD
Chapter 1
Masaki was looking out the window at the many high-buildings, companies and shops that seemed to fly by while the car of his friend was rushing on the streets. He had a weird feeling, as if something was in his stomach, moving around, making him uncomfortable. He was starting to doubt that he was actually ready for this. He had thought he was, cause him and Satoshi had been talking about it for weeks. But now that he was in the car, driving to that place, Masaki was starting to lose a bit of his calm. He turned his head to the right and looked at his friend, giving him a smile when the older man looked at him happily.
Satoshi had been Masaki’s best friend since they were in middle school. Though Satoshi was 2 years older than him, he looked and acted as if he was younger. There were times when Masaki was unable to believe his friend was actually 30 years old. It somehow seemed impossible. For when they were children, the two of them had always shared the same hobbies and passions and Masaki always felt happy about it, being able to share with Satoshi everything he liked and knowing Satoshi was able to do the same. But, on the day of his 28 birthday, Satoshi decided to share with Masaki a thing that he had been keeping secret. He knew no one else that could understand him and not judge him and it was something he wanted to take out of his chest.
“You know, Masa-chan… It may sound a bit weird to you, but I like pain…”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Like… Do you remember that time at the party when I’ve accidently cut my hand in that glass that got broken? And you freaked out for me?”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“You were afraid of me being in pain, were you not?”
“Of course I was! Your hand was bleeding!”
“I was actually enjoying it…”
“….You were..?”
“Yes. I like the feeling of pain… It gives me a strange pleasure. People call this masochism.”
“Is it a illness?”
“No, of course is not. Haha! You are so silly at times… Is not a illness, is more like… Something different that I have .”
“Different is not always bad, right?”
“I guess is not… In any case, did you ever herd of BDSM?”
“I seriously doubt I did… And if I did, I sure don’t remember it.”
“Well, for a 100% description, BDSM stands for Bondage and Discipline, Sadism and Masochism. Is a consensual lifestyle choice or a adult role play between two or more people.”
“I don’t get it.”
“You see, some people, like myself, enjoy getting hurt and being controlled. And some other people enjoy hurting and being in control. And when this two people meet and get together, is called BDSM. And they can be very, very happy together. Though many people don’t understand the notion and some other people find it disgusting…”
“So this is something like… Master and slave ?”
“Exactly.“
“And you wish to be a slave.”
“Yes, I do. I have been wanting it since I was 18 years old or younger, but I kept denying it, thinking for a long time that I was just insane. But I came to realize that there is nothing wrong with me and that there are many others like me. So why should I deny my own happiness only because some people might not understand me? I am looking for a master now. There are many websites online where people who enjoy this kind of things can meet up, talk and eventually get to know each other and start up a relationship.”
“Isn’t that dangerous..? I mean, even the normal people dating websites can be dangerous. This is for sadistic people, how can you be sure they are not… you know… Insane or extreme or way more sadistic than you would enjoy ?”
“You can’t. That is the main reason for which you need to talk to them a lot before actually meeting them. Is also the reason for which I’ve told you about it… I might need help finding myself the perfect master for me. I will also need someone to talk to about it. Is quite complicated to keep all this inside…”
“You know you can always count on me, Toshi. You are like my brother.”
“I knew you wouldn’t let me down, Masa… Damn, I love you!”
Masaki opened his eyes, the flashback he had been having stopped as soon as he did so. At first, when Satoshi confessed him his true feelings, he was a bit scared and confused. But he loved him too much to push him back. So he started researching as much as he could about all this BDSM things. He found out soon that it was not something bad or horrible. Of course that there were extremes, as in anything that exists on Earth, but mainly it was a normal thing for the people who liked it and found pleasure in it. He had helped Satoshi in his look for the perfect master, reading together with him the messages that he was receiving from the different men that found his profile on the websites he had singed on and he was giving him advice about which seem safe and which don’t. They soon found out that most of the men from this kind of websites were just sexually obsessed guys who had no idea of the real BDSM and just wanted to fuck. So it was not as easy as it seemed to find a good and real master.
But, it was not long ago when Satoshi started talking with this guy online. They were getting together really well and the man seemed very honest and very nice. His ideas, as much as Masaki saw it, were a bit weird but Satoshi found him perfect. After talking to him for 2 months online, Satoshi decided it was the time to meet him and asked Masaki to join him at this meeting, in case anything too weird was going to happen. So Masaki accepted. Though he was totally not new to the notion of BDSM, after 2 years of talking to Satoshi about it and reading almost everything he could have found about it, it was his first time going to a real BDSM club to meet a real master. So he couldn’t help himself feeling nervous. It did helped a lot that Satoshi was calm and happy. It was giving Masaki the feeling that nothing bad will happen.
When the car stopped Masaki took a deep breath, turning to Satoshi to smile at him.
“We’re here!” Satoshi said anxious, taking his seat belt off.
“I can see that… Damn, I feel so nervous. Is like I am meeting my master, not you .” Masaki laughed, taking his belt off as well and getting outside of the car .
“Who knows? Maybe you will.” Satoshi said with a smile.
“What do you mean by that?” Masaki asked confused.
“Come on, admit it. You like this stuff too, don’t you?” Satoshi asked, while they were both walking towords the entrance of the club.
“I don’t. I only like reading about it cause you like it.” Masaki said, the uncomfortable feeling he was having starting to become worse.
“Right.” Satoshi said, still smiling sarcastically. “Just get inside.” He laughed, opening the door for his friend.
Masaki entered, giving Satoshi a slow slap in the back of the head, telling him to stop saying nonsense. The local was not so big but it was full of people. Young and old people, some of them looking innocent, some of them looking mean, but almost none of them looking just normal . Most of the bigger men were dressed in black leather cloths and had this weird, scary smile that freaked Masaki out. This masters were weird… As for the submissive boys, they were so easy to spot cause they all had either chains or leather made collars around their necks. “Probably to show their submissiveness or something,” Masaki though. “Weird place… Weird people… What the Hell am I doing here..?” he kept asking himself, looking around amazed. “Oh… Right… Him…” he said in his mind, when Satoshi grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards a table.
“Mister Matsumoto?” Satoshi asked, with a cute smile.
“That would be me. And you must be Satoshi.” The man that was sitting at the table said, getting up to shake his hand. “You are as adorable as in your pictures. Though I must admit that the real product is always better than the commercial.”
Masaki watched Satoshi’s cheeks getting red and tried hard to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He inspected this guy from head to toe. He was pretty taller, shorter than him a bit but clearly taller than Satoshi. He had a really pretty face with beautiful lips and amazing eyes, black, messy hair and slim yet powerful looking body. He was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a purple shirt, with a black leather jacket on top. If Masaki wouldn’t have known that BDSM stuff seemed to have quite a obsession with leather, he would have thought that Mastumoto was a rocker.
“I am Aiba Masaki, me and Satoshi are good friends.” he introduced himself, when he saw the man was staring back at him curious.
“Oh, I understand. Matsumoto Jun, is a pleasure meeting you.” The man said, shaking his hand politely. “Sit down, please. What would you two like to drink?”
“Well, uhm… What am I allowed to drink?” Satoshi asked, taking a place next to Masaki at the table, in front of Jun, staring at the man.
“You can drink anything you want, Satoshi. We are here just to talk for now, I won’t start giving you orders right away.” Jun said, his face looking as if he was amused. “Though I like that you asked that. It shows that you will really obey me when we will start it.”
Satoshi left his head down for a moment, smiling and playing with his hands in his lap. He seemed happy and embarrassed at the same time.
“Well then… I’d like a martini, if that’s fine.” he said after a bit, raising his head up.
“What about you?” Jun asked Masaki, looking at him.
“Just a beer for now. I don’t want to get wasted around here.” Masaki said, looking at all the men who seemed to stare at him very interested.
“Very well then. I’ll just have a whiskey. I’ll go take them from the bar, excuse me for a moment.” Jun said, getting up and making his way through the crowed.
“Did you saw how hot he is?!” Satoshi whispered enthusiast to Masaki in his ear.
“Yeah, he’s beautiful, can’t lie about it. But we need to talk to him, make sure he’s not a weirdo.”
“I’ve been talking to him for two months, he can’t be. Beside, doesn’t he seem nice and polite?”
“Yeah, he does…” Masaki said, looking at Jun who was smiling to them from the bar, waiting for the bartender to give him their drinks.
“I totally want him, Masaki, he is so the one!” Satoshi said, his eyes shinning in the small yet intense light from the club.
“Let’s hope it works out well then.” Masaki said, smiling kindly to his friend. “I am very glad that you are happy though, Toshi . I never saw you like this before.”
“Maybe I am in love.” Satoshi said.
“You just met him.” Masaki said, raising his eyebrow.
“That is not true, I know him for two months already!” Satoshi said, making Masaki laugh.
“Is funny how much things have changed… When we were kids, people felt in love with people from their school, work place, building and so on. And it took them years to confess, then other years of dating to finally be able to marry. Now you meet up on the internet, set a date and in one month you are already married.” Masaki said, sinking in his chair more.
“Indeed, things have changed a lot, huh?” Jun said, coming back to them and putting the small tray with the drinks on the table. “Everything is quite speedy now adays. But that is not always something bad.”
“I guess.” Masaki said, taking his beer and drinking a bit of it.
“That guy is really checking you out since you entered.” Jun said to Masaki, pointing to a man.
“Everyone seems to be checking me out since I entered.” Masaki said, not even bothering to look at the man Jun was showing him. “I am not into this thing. I am just Satoshi’s friend and so I support him and try to understand his every passions, this being one of them. But nothing else.”
“So you are just a good friend, not a submissive.” Jun said, taking a swallow of his whiskey.
“Yes.” Masaki agreed, looking at him.
“And you came here to make sure I won’t hurt him.” Jun added, taking his pack of cigarettes out from his pocket.
While he was picking a cigarette from it that he put in his mouth, Masaki and Satoshi both looked at each other, before letting their heads down, feeling somehow ashamed, wondering if Jun was going to feel offended.
“Haha,” Jun laughed. “Don’t worry, I didn’t said that as a reproach. Is actually good you’ve done that. In BDSM, there are many freaks who do stuff that have nothing to do with what is really meant to be. This world if filled of fake masters, and some boys and men who jump into it without making sure is safe before can end up very bad. I am happy that Satoshi has someone to take care of him and I hope I will be able to gain your trust.”
“I am happy you understand,” Masaki said, with a kind smile.
“Now, if you won’t mind… The things me and Satoshi have to discuss are a bit private. So how about we go to that table?” Jun said, pointing to a free table that was far enough for the two of them to be able to talk without Masaki to hear them, but close enough for the man to be able to see them.
“That would be alright for me.” Masaki said, nodding his head.
“Great then. After we talk it through and decide something, we’ll return to inform you of it.” Jun said, getting up from the table holding his glass.
“Very well.” Masaki said, after Satoshi got up too.
He watched them moving to the other table and took a deep breath. First view? The guy was good and sounded nice. As far as he knew, he was 3 years younger than Satoshi which made it somehow funny for him to be the master. But by the way he looked, he was sure not the type of guy someone would play games with. Masaki just thought he would trust his instinct and let Satoshi enjoy his night. He didn’t wanted to start being paranoic.
He took another big swallow of his beer, taking his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He looked around the place while lighting his cigarette up, letting the smoke out on his nose and raising his eyebrow. So many men were looking at him that it made him feel as a small rabbit in a cage filled of wolves. They didn’t look like so nice people either, though some of them were pretty hot. Masaki found himself wishing they would all find someone fast and stop staring at him as if they’d want to eat him up alive.
He was drinking some more of his beer quietly when a guy came to him, putting his hand on his shoulder. Masaki was so surprised by it that he almost chocked with his drink.
“Do you have someone, kid?” the man asked, while Masaki was putting the big glass back on the table.
“No, but I am not looking for anyone, thank you.” Masaki said, hopping the man would just go and leave him alone.
The man was tall and strong looking and he was wearing a pair of tight leather pants with a leather top that was showing off his muscles. He had kind of long, black hair and a lustful expression in his eyes. Masaki tried to push him away but he didn’t seemed to want to leave.
“Come on, baby, we could have fun together. What turns you on?” the man asked, still holding his hand on Masaki in a possessive way.
“Excuse me?” Masaki said amazed. “Look… Can you just leave me alone? I do not want a master.”
“They all say that until they start loving it.” the man answered him.
“Just leave me alone, please.” Masaki said, starting to feel panicked.
“I think he wants you to go.” Masaki heard a voice from behind him.
He turned to look who had talked, as well as the other man did. The new guy was a bit taller than the other one and he had short, messy brown hair and the most beautiful and almost perfect face Masaki had seen in his life. With the most delicious looking lips as well. He was dressed in a pair of blue, simple looking jeans with a red shirt that had the first 2 buttons opened, showing a bit of his skin and a nice, delicate gold necklace, with a gold, round pendent attached to it. He looked like a normal guy and Masaki felt grateful that he was trying to help.
“I would suggest you’d leave him alone.” the man said, on a calm yet threatening voice.
“Fine, fine… Whatever…” the first man said, taking his hand off of Masaki and leaving, a bit annoyed.
“Are you okay?” the man that had helped Masaki asked.
“Yes…” Masaki said slowly. “Thank you… That guy was scary.”
“Many guys from here are fake idiots who just want to abuse someone without any reason.” the man said, with a combination of disgust and annoyment in his voice. “I am Sakurai Sho, by the way… Is very nice meeting you.”
“Aiba Masaki… Nice meeting you too..” Masaki said, shaking hands with the man. “Are you with someone?”
“No, not really. I came to meet a friend but I doubt he’ll come since he didn’t got here by now. I’m waiting him for an hour.” Sho said, looking at his watch.
“Would you mind staying with me?” Masaki offered, thinking that it would be nice to have someone who could protect him close until Satoshi finished and they could leave.
“I’d love to if you’re okay with it.” Sho said, with a smile.
Such a smile… Masaki was so fascinated by this man. What was such a beautiful, polite and amazing looking guy was doing in such a place? He couldn’t have been involved in all this BDSM stuff, it didn’t looked as if it would be his thing. Masaki kept looking at him and discovered his lips were parted in amazement and took a long puff from his cigarette to cover it up.
“So… What are you exactly doing here, if I may ask?” Sho said, after sitting down next to Masaki.
“I came with a friend. He is over there with that guy.” Masaki said, pointing to Satoshi. “They met on the internet some time ago and talked for a lot and this is the first time they meet.”
“I see… So your friend will be Matsumoto-san’s new slave boy?” Sho asked.
“You know him?” Masaki asked, a bit amazed.
“Yes. He is quite popular around the BDSM community. He trained some of the best slaves from Tokyo. Also, it is said that he has a quite unique and cool technique to make his slaves adore him to death. He is a good guy. Very kinky and kind of arrogant, but a good guy by all means .” Sho explained.
“That is good to know… I was a bit worried for Satoshi.” Masaki admitted.
“He is safe with Matsumoto, do not worry.” Sho told him, still smiling kindly.
“Thank you for letting me know.” Masaki said, taking another slip of his beer. “So! Are you into this stuff at all?” he added, trying hard to image what Sho could be in the BDSM world since nothing that he knew off seemed to apply for him.
“Yes, I am a master.” Sho said,simply.
“You are a master?” Masaki laughed, amused, thinking it was a joke.
“Yes.” Sho said, on a serious tone, resting his elbows on the table.
“Really?” Masaki asked, raising his eyebrow.
“Yes.” Sho said, on the same serious voice.
“…Really!?” Masaki said again, starting to realize it was not a joke.
“Yes, why are you so amazed?” Sho said, sounding a bit disturbed.
“I don’t know, you just don’t look like a master…” Masaki said, starting to feel a bit stupid.
“Just because I don’t wear leather from neck to toe and I don’t have a whip attached to my belt that doesn’t mean I am not a real master. Actually, people who do that are the ones who are fake. BDSM is not a fashion show, nor a game or a reason to show off how badass you are. Is a lifestyle, is something that must simply make you feel happy and pleased.” Sho explained.
“What is it with BDSM and leather anyway? Why so many people who are into this dress like that?” Masaki asked, confussed about it.
“Usually, slaves are the ones who are supposed to wear leather. Is like self bondage.” Sho said. “It’s tight and makes breathing a difficult thing. Beside, it looks hot on them. Mistresses wear it almost always too.”
“Girls are into this as well?!” Masaki asked amazed.
“Oh yeah. And some of them are worse than men at it. Usually, mistresses are women who hold a grudge against men. They want to see them suffering, begging at their feet, they want to see them humiliated and crushed. Which makes all the magic of the BDSM get lost. It shouldn’t be about hate and hard feelings. BDSM, the way I see it, is about love at it’s highest level. To love and adore someone so much, that you give him the power to destroy you and trust him not to do it. To know that someone cares for you so much and make sure they are safe forever in your arms. That is how I see it, that is why I love it and is also why I do it. I am a gentle master, to put it to you more easy to understand. Sure that I do punish too, I do like painful games as well and I can be mean when my slave disobeys me or does something that I find to be wrong. But my punishments are not brutal and I put a big accent on love. If there is no love in between me and my slave, then it all just becomes a bed kink, a role-play, and I don’t like it anymore so I stop the relationship.” Sho said.
Masaki listened him very interest. The way Sho was putting it, sounded really beautiful. Sounded like something he could do as well. Also, the man was so damn beautiful that Masaki was thinking even a straight man could have fallen for him.
“That sounds very nice…” he said, after a deep moment of silence. “I will go take another drink. Do you want something?”
“Double whiskey, please.” Sho said, with a kind smile.
“Are you sure? Are you driving?” Masaki asked, looking at him a bit worried.
“Don’t stress. I have a big tolerance with alcohol. I can drink 10 of those and don’t get even dizzy.” Sho explained, amused a bit.
“That is so cool of you…” Masaki admitted. “Well, I will be right back.”
He went to the bar, passing by the table on which Satoshi was sitting with Jun. They seemed to be very into their talk so Masaki didn’t disturbed them. He was way too deep in his own thoughts anyway. He had never thought that all this BDSM stuff could be about love as well. He thought it was just a weird kinky stuff that some people enjoyed doing. But the way Sho was describing it, it sounded like a normal relationship that was a bit more hard than others and that involved a lot of shared respect, control and obedience. Love someone so much that you would worship him, something alike it… ‘That sounds like something I could actually enjoy myself…’ Masaki thought. ‘And how happy would Satoshi be if I would share even this weird passion with him…’
He took the drinks from the bartender and smiled to him politely, making his way through the crowd slowly in order not to drip them over. He felt someone’s hands touching his ass but he didn’t said anything about it, just tried to ignore it as he kept walking, not wanting to start off a scandal in that place and ruin Satoshi’s night. He put the glassed on the table a bit pissed when he got to it.
“Can I stay next to you?” he asked Sho.
“Sure thing.” Sho said, pulling the chair from his right side in the back to give Masaki space to sit.
“Thanks…” Masaki said, sitting down.
“Something wrong?” Sho asked, looking at him concerned.
“Someone was touching my ass when I was getting here,” Masaki said.
“What?! Who?” Sho asked annoyed.
“I don’t know and it doesn’t matter anyway… Why are you so pissed off?” the blond asked with an amused smile.
“I just… don’t like the idea of people being way too perverted for their own good, that’s all.” Sho said, taking his glass of whiskey from the table and getting a big swallow of it.
“I see..” Masaki said, drinking a bit of his own drink as well. “Do you have a slave right now?”
“No. I broke up with the last one 3 years ago.” Sho explained, sounding as if the subject disturbed him.
“And you didn’t dated anyone in 3 years?” Masaki asked curious.
“I tried to find another one but I didn’t found the good one… yet.” Sho said, looking at Masaki with a smile. “Do you have someone?”
“Not really… Me and my last boyfriend broke up an year and half ago. Actually, I broke up with him.” Masaki said, lighting a new cigarette.
“Why?” Sho asked.
“He was WAY too sweet. It was annoying me. Like, he was bringing me flowers always and call me his prince and telling me he loved me from 5 to 5 minutes… It was getting so boring.” Masaki told him, playing with his glass in his hand.
“Normal people would love that, you know?” Sho said, looking at him intensely.
“They would… wouldn’t they..?” Masaki said, thinking of it for the first time.
“How would you feel about being tide up on a bed?” Sho asked.
“That would make sex more interesting for sure.” Masaki answered, while smoking his cigarette.
“What about staying in your knees in front of the one you love? Kissing his hand, calling him master, doing what he tells you to do without doubting is something that would make you both happy? Would any of this disturb you?” Sho kept asking, trying to break the man in and make him confess his actual feelings.
“That would sure feel good… Like, usually, when I love someone, I like to do what he says. And I like being controlled. Cause you know, when I take my own decisions, I am always worried is they would work or not, if is the good option or not, if it will make me happy or not… Having someone to decide things for me in my place, being able to let someone else think for me, knowing that he just loves me for me, not for what I pretend to be in order for him to like me… All this sounds so good.” Masaki said, while looking down. “Is your kind of BDSM like this?”
“Is exactly like that.” Sho said. “My kind of BDSM… I like how you put that. I think everyone actually has their own kind of BDSM. Cause though it all goes by one simple rule, each person develops it and plays it as he wants and feels. I like feeling the love in it most…”
“Sho-san… I would really… like… As in… Uhm…” Masaki tried to say but the words seemed to get stuck in his throat.
“You want to try my kind of BDSM?” Sho asked, with a gentle smile.
“Y-Yes… Yes.. I want that… Is it possible?” Masaki asked, his cheeks turning a cute shade of red.
“It would be all my pleasure. You seem like such an easy to love man.” Sho said, putting his hand in Masaki’s hair and caressing him slowly.
“You seem like the easiest man to fall for in the world..” Masaki said, looking straight at him. “Your eyes have the most beautiful brown color ever…”
“Thank you.” Sho said. “Well, if you really want to try it up with me, I’ll give you a small test. Let me kiss you.”
“Right now?” Masaki asked, a bit surprised though it sounded like no problem at all.
“Yes.” Sho said, simple, waiting to see what the man would do.
Masaki left his cigarette on the ash tray, putting his hands gently on Sho’s chest and closing his eyes. He parted his lips a bit, waiting for the kiss. He felt Sho’s hand on the back of his head, then Sho’s lips pressed on his. Sho stick his tongue out, pushing slowly Masaki’s teeth, and so the blond opened his mouth more, giving Sho’s tongue access to enter. Sho started caressing Masaki’s hair, as his tongue was going in circles around the younger man’s tongue, while Masaki was just sitting there, not pushing nor pulling, just letting himself be guided through. Sho sucked Masaki’s lower lip at the end, letting go with a small, popped sound, and smiling to the man.
“You are perfect.” he said, sounding happy.
“I am?” Masaki asked amazed.
“You are a natural. You left me do what I wanted and didn’t tried to take any bit of control, not even for a second there.” Sho said. “I am quite surprised.”
“It felt good letting you do it your way… Is like you were thinking in my place. It was the best kiss of my life…” Masaki confessed, blushing even more.
“You are made for this, believe me.” Sho said. “Do you really want to be my slave?”
“I want to be the one who loves you most in the world…” Masaki said. “I know is kind of soon since we met what… one hour ago? But I honestly believe I can get to love you more than my own life…”
“The one who loves me most… Damn, I adore the way you put things. Alright. Give me your number, I’ll give you mine.” Sho said, taking his phone out of his pocket.
Masaki hurried to take his phone out too, smiling brightly as they exchanged numbers. If someone would have told him when he left the house that he was going to find a guy that was going to make him get into BDSM, he would have told that person he was insane. But there he was, feeling like he was going to jump up and down of happiness that this guy, that he knew almost nothing about, had agreed to try and make him his slave. Was life weird or what?
“I will call you tomorrow and we will set up a meeting. In a better place than this one, I’d suggest… Somewhere quiet. Like a restaurant or a coffee shop. Then we’ll talk about it some more and see with what and when will we start up things.” Sho said, putting his phone back in his pocket.
“I could start off from tomorrow if you’d like.” Masaki said, on a quite anxious tone.
“Haha! No, no..” Sho laughed. “It doesn’t work like that. We need to gain trust in each other, we need to get to actually know each other and decide what of what I like and what of what you like we’ll be doing. I would suggest you to go online and look through the basic BDSM activities. Then make a list of what you like of the things you find. And we’ll discuss it.”
“Does what I like matters?” Masaki like, a bit surprised. “Like, if you will be the master, shouldn’t we do only what you like?”
“That is a good question. Yes, basically, we will mostly do what I like. But the things you like are important as well, for things like rewards. After I know what you will like, I will make a list of the ones you like most. And when you do something good or something I feel proud of you for, I’ll do one of the things you like as a reward. And when you’ll do something that disturbs me, makes me feel bad or disobeys the orders I have gave you, you’ll get a punishment. Of course, I won’t punish you for my own mistakes or for you doing something that you were unable to but tried to do. I am not like that. If you put effort in it but it doesn’t work out, is not your fault so it doesn’t count as a mistake.”
“I understand. That sounds perfect for me.” Masaki said, with a smile.
“Hey, Masa! We’re done!” Satoshi said, coming next to the table with Jun. “And who is he?” he added, noticing Sho.
“Sakurai Sho, is nice meeting you.” Sho said, getting up and shaking Satoshi’s hand. “Yo Jun, what’s up? Haven’t seen you in a while!” he added, clapping his hand with Jun in a friendly way.
“Hey Sho. I am perfectly fine and happy. Satoshi is officially my new slave from today. I’ll meet him tomorrow to give him his collar and have the first session with him.” Jun said proudly, caressing Satoshi’s hair.
“Well, congrats boy!” Sho said, tapping Satoshi’s shoulder. “I am quite happy myself, to be honest..” he added, turning to look at Masaki.
“Well then! We should get going, ne?” Masaki said, breaking in the moment.
“Yes, we should indeed.” Jun said. “I came with a taxi here, could you give me a ride, Sho?”
“My pleasure.” Sho said, smiling to his friend. “I want to talk to you some more anyway.”
“Well then, my teddy bear. I’ll see you tomorrow at 6 PM.” Jun said, kissing Satoshi’s forehead.
“Yes! See you then, Master!” Satoshi said happily, making a bow and leaving with Masaki.
“Did you heard how sweet his voice sounds when he says master??” Masaki and Satoshi heard Jun telling Sho, when they were getting away.
Masaki turned around to see Sho laughing at his friend. Sho saw him as well and waved his hand at him, giving him a wink as well. Masaki smiled, getting out of the club and going to the car fast. Him and his friend got inside, both of them looking as if a dream of theirs come true.
“I have SO many stuff to tell you!” Satoshi said, turning on the car.
“Me too. You will never guess!” Masaki said, giggling while putting on his seat belt.
A/N: Well! That is all for now, guys. As I have mentioned at the start, this will be a story about the real BDSM and it will be pretty long, unlike Love is Stronger Than Pain. I don’t know yet how many chapters it will have but I am sure there will be many XDD Also, this is the last new story I am going to start off. Until I finish No More Pain, there won’t be anything new coming up. So to all the people who PM me asking me to start up stories with them, thank you and I am really happy and honored you guys wanna write with me, but I can’t keep up with anything new right now as I already have enough going on and I also have a life and a job (surprisingly XD) When I will have time and space to start up new fics, I will sure let you know, don’t worry ^__^ As always, comments are loved! Tell me what you think of it, ne ^^ Love you all <33