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General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

Lee sighed one of relief, nodding. He then whined softly as his erection was ignored, the only contact it received was brushing against the wall. It twitched, weeping still. He could swear if he looked down there would be a puddle forming underneath him. His left cheek, the safe one, was whacked, along with his thighs from behind. Slight panic raised in him as a leg was lifted, spreading, allowing access to a slightly more so sensitive area, his master emitting whimpers from his slave. The inner thigh strikes made him shudder, his body translating every lick of pain into pleasure. Another whack, another brush against the wall, and before he knew it, his orgasm was hitting - hard. His hips jerked, shooting his seed against the wall with a cry.

He felt good, really good, way better than before anyway. "Master," he gasped, "...more. Please, anything," he pleaded. Something in him felt like it wasn't enough. He needed more; more hits, more pain, whatever Ishida had to give. Despite his plea for more, ultimately it would be up to his master, not him.
 
Ishida propped the paddle on his shoulder. "More? Greedy." He said as he pressed the tip of the paddle into his side. "Hmmm can't hit you anywhere else with this without cracking something up. And if I do that, you'll be too fucked up for fun." He said before pulling the paddle away to drop it. "I'll get the whip." He said shrugging, deciding to use his other slashing tool for now.
 
Lee shuddered, the paddle resting at his side, threatening to harm him. At least that's what it felt like to him in that very moment. "More~" he grinned, hopeful. Ah, Lee was thankful for that. Ishida wasn't as concerned over his health, just the fact that he could keep playing with him, to keep using his body. He felt so used, so good.

Whip~? He gave a subtle nod, watching his master through lidded eyes, eager for so much more. "Mmm... come on, use me. Hurt me." As long as Ishida wanted him, Lee didn't care.
 
Ishid licked his lips as Lee asked again, wanting to be used and hurt, something he so loved to listen to as much as begging for it all to stop. The dark thing inside him burned all the hotter as he popped the drawer again to draw the long , flexible whip, the end of it capped with rings....wedding bands really. Ishida unfurled it, swinging it slightly, a whip of his wrist cracked the ring-tipped leather loudly in the room. It felt worn, so comfortable in his hand that he didn't even need to measure the distance. He walked to the edge of the reach, about 5 feet away, and snapped the whip forwards again lashing out at the top of Lee's shoulders first.
 
Fuck, he looked so fucking hot holding the whip and cracking it. He spotted what was on the end of the whip, the things looking like rings. He was a little confused, though figured the pain it inflicted would be incredible. If it managed to make him disappear he would fall in love with it. The other got into place and Lee could only watch, flinching as it whipped at him. As it struck his shoulders, he let out a scream. "Ah, fuck!!" He could already feel the welts popping up in their wake. His body was starting to relax after the usual endorphins and adrenaline did their thing. He needed more, just a bit more before that intense relaxation would hit.
 
Ishida panted hungrily as Lee cried out, God his cock was hard still, raging adrenaline jumping through his body. He rolled the whip, lashing out again and again, the roaring whip snapping savagely on his other shoulder, the rings adding weight and force, the lashes that hit his back punched red welts into his back, the clash of the whips body licking ugly red marks along his skin. His arms dragged and moved , feeling weightless, saving the strikes out, the welts ripping a bit as the ring marks were over lapped slightly.
 
As the strikes continued on his poor abused skin, Lee started to feel that incredible high, his body's natural response to such attacks. His head lulled to the side, his body tingling all over. His cries died down, only soft whimpering escaping him. He felt great, floaty, he just wanted to curl up in bed... preferably with Ishida. He wouldn't mind pleasing him, either. Lidded eyes raked over his master, wanting him. Nothing in particular, just... him.

"Master~" he purred softly.
 
Ishida noticed the leering look, the lustful look in his eye, the submissive nature swallowing Lee up. His master walked closer to him, flicking the whip, the thin head wrapping around Lees neck tightly, the rings hooking around intensely. He grabbed the make shift leash, tugging it. "Good Boy" He whispered in Lee's ear, granting him the next drop of reward for soaking in the punishment he wanted. "You held up so well" He whispered as he reached around, grabbing Lee by the cock.
 
His head tilted back, giving his master full access to his neck. He felt so vulnerable, so small. The rings dug into his neck as it was wrapped around, squeezing. As it tugged, he wanted to move closer, the hook keeping him in place. "Mmn... ah-" he could feel himself fully tipping over the submissive edge, the praise driving him crazier than anything else. If he wasn't feeling so damn good he was afraid he would have sobbed again. He wanted to reach forward, just to hold him. Instead, his master's hand was on him, his cock slowly coming to life again.

"Lemme... Let me please you," he mumbled out, almost unable to speak. His skin was burning, wanting to touch him. He glanced over toward the bed, already imagining them together on it.
 
As Lyrin surrendered to his his needs, falling into subspace, he felt his masters stroking vecime a tight squeeze. "Yeah? You want to be good and please your master?" He whispered as his other hand puller the leash that was pressing his throat. Ishida put his arm around his abdomen, the embrace squeezing every fresh wound as Lee was lifted up off the hook and set to stand finally.
 
"Mmn.. Mmhmm," he hummed, groaning at the squeezing on his cock. He was pulled forward, the leash tugging as he couldn't move. The warmth and contact felt amazing as he was held and lifted, the wounds a wonderful reminder of his punishment and need for Ishida to cause him harm. Without the hook holding him up, he allowed his sore arms to fall, Lee wincing at the initial pain. Set on his feet, he felt unsteady, the floaty feeling rather intense. His master seemed to stay close, Lee hopeful it was to aid him, or perhaps he was just imagining things. He took an uncertain step forward, finding his balance again, as he gently nudged his master toward the bed.

Gently shoving him back, he climbed into his lap, the awkwardness as he couldn't use his hands as a reminder that he was cuffed. "Mm, hey, uncuff me," he urged. "Please~?"
 
Ishida sat on the bed with Lee, taking his cuffed hands as pulling the key from his pocket to press on the locking relief, turning it to open it up off his wrist. "You want to touch your master so desperately already?" He said with a grin, the slave resting upon the raging bulge of his master, jumping and pressing upon him.
 
Lee felt tingles throughout his body and hands, his master finally undoing the cuffs. With his hands freed he was able to move his arms around, feeling much better. He gently placed his hands atop his master's shoulders, pushing him down. "Ahh, so much better." He nearly swayed, feeling like nothing could beat this. "Of course. You're gorgeous," he grinned as he admitted. "It seems you want me to touch you badly, too." He rolled his hips, making a point as he ground down on his bugle. "That feels so good, mm?" He rolled again. How did subspace make him so confident? He was supposed to be submissive.

"I know you want to do horrible things to me." As if he hadn't been doing that for the past few days. Still, it was turning him on and he was certain Ishida was loving it, too. "Tell me- please, what does Master want to do to his slave~?" He thought it would be incredibly hot to hear and for Ishida to say it.
 
Ishida's cock was surgging hard, the roll and pressure of Lee only making it feel better, he grabbed on the slave's sides, his thumbs pressing on the dark bruises on his ribs. "I want to do all kinds of things...but my first still would be locking you up, so you can't even move an inch. Letting your panic surge in the dark while i rape you." He said as he pushed up with his hips, digging his fingers deeper.
 
Lee loved feeling that hardness underneath him. He enjoyed teasing him, rolling against him, adjusting the pressure to drive him crazy. A soft moan left his lips as those hands prodded the bruises on his sides. Hearing how terribly the other wanted to use him was addicting. That sick part of him falling madly in love, Lee trying to keep his head straight as he was floating away. "Mnn, ah ah~" His head tilted back, grinding down harder. "How cruel, Master. Tell me..." a groan was caught in his throat, "Tell me more." He wouldn't be able to tease him for much longer. He still desperately wanted to please him. He ground down more, again alternating pressure. His hands were splayed across his chest, looking to undo any buttons on his shirt before he would move on to his prize.

It was an incredible revelation that the man underneath him was his to serve. How beautiful.
 
As Lee picked at the buttons, pulling the apart , Ishida slapped the markings on his body, theor dance of pressure abd motion bumping the slaves battered thigh. "I'd gag you abd and use tlyou again and again, like the tool you are,...once you give out in me...I'd drug you. So that you endure even more, abd start to edge you along for hours- until your a little bomb of need, every churn if you body making you shoot with pain and pleasure. The only way you'd be released from your torment would be when I took away the gag was to say who you are, and that you've sacrificed all if your rights for the sake of simple pleasure." Hebsaid as he scratched into Lee now while he longed to go lower. "I would use that as a disclaimer and waiver for the first round of videos of your website, where I'd sell your dirty needs."
 
The slaps caused stinging pleasure. Every wound and bruise his master pressed or hit caused electricity to shoot through his body, exciting him and growing his erection once more. He loved it, the terrifying reality he was in, coming right from the devil himself. Things would have been so different if he hadn't been into pain. Rolling his hips, his head tilted back as he listened to his owner go on. He was so tempted to touch himself, resisting as he knew he wasn't given permission. He wasn't allowed to touch himself, only his master. Dolls couldn't pleasure themselves.

Lee was shocked by the end of his fantasy that he hadn't cum just from that alone. "What are you waiting for~?" Was all he could ask. He must have had quite the selection of drugs. He didn't want to seem too eager, that no doubt ruining the entire nature of what he did - taking him by force.

Christ- that's right. The damn videos. He still felt weird about being plastered all over the internet for a bunch of strangers to see him in such vulnerable positions. Then again, didn't he already do that? Allowing a bunch of strangers to use him. The image of being taken by a group flashed in his mind, a moan slipping past his lips.

Lee climbed off of his lap next and went to undo Ishida's pants. Pulling him out he was greeted by quite the hardon. Leaning in, his tongue swiped over the tip, lapping up any pre that dared escape. He went further down, taking more of his master into his mouth. He wanted Ishida to do so much to him, the desire itself almost hurting him. Resting a hand on the base of his cock, he slowly stroked anything that wasn't in his mouth, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he could.
 
"What am I waiting for? I've been working to enjoy myself in other ways first-" he said as slid down the length of his body, knowing what Lee had in store. As his mouth set to work, wrapping his lips around him, sucking as much as his master in as possible. Ishida grabbed onto his head to take control of the pace already and feel on Lee's hair. His hands bobbed on him, thrusting into his hungry mouth.
 
"Biding your time, mm?" Perhaps it would be better to be struck out of nowhere. It would be more fun that way. His master grabbed him by the head, typical but Lee loved it all the same. He loved it when he took control and used force. Nothing but a doll to be used. He hallowed his cheeks, pulling him in as much as he could, humming in appreciation around his length. Anything to please him, Lee's only current driving factor. He could be good. He could please him.
 
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Lee's mouth certainly made himself master happy, his grip tight, his hips thrusting up warmly to drive his hungry pole deep down the pets throats, bobbing him up and down steadily for a moment. Then started to drive it harsher, his member throbbing and aching, ore droppingbal over his mouth.
 
There was a point where Lee couldn't breathe as his master took him deeper, harder and faster. He held on, his body enjoying the treatment as usual. He couldn't wait to swallow him down, his entirety and his seed. Any proof that his master enjoyed what he could do for him.
 
The seal of Lee's lips made pleasure pour all over his masters lap, washing up m around him with every push into his throat. The warmth, the softness, and the saliva allowed Lee to feel rhe eagerness, the pylre that coated his gullet coming faster abd faster. He dragged Lee off, letting his hallowed cheeks cushion around him, licking him. His hips shook, moaning as he started to cum.
 
Lee felt warmth fill him, both from hearing his master moan, to his mouth getting filled with his seed. He obediently swallowed it all down, holding his position to let him ride out his orgasm and give him everything he could. When allowed, he pulled away, resting beside his hip, panting. He let the overwhelming sensations caress him, to strip away any bad thoughts and emotions. He was content, his mind at ease, right beside his master.
 
As he laid his head down on his masters hip, Ishida smacked his cheek gently. "Getting lazy?" He said as his high burned off, stroking the slaves face. "I'm still up!" He pointed out as he tugged on Lee's hair a bit
 
“Mm~? And I thought I was needy,” he grinned, unable to hide his laugh. He sat back up and found his master’s still raging hard on. “Oh my~” he wrapped his finger around the length, stroking him. “How would Master like me to please him now?”
 
"I've got endurance built up, one pop isn't enough-" he said smirking at the slave as he pinched Lee's nipple. "I've done enough working, perhaps I'll give you the opportunity to ride your master." He said as he pulled on the buds
 
Aha, something to keep in mind! Much like Lee, he usually wasn't satisfied with one round. It was easy to excite him again, Ishida doing crazy things to him. "Ahn~ mm, good, I like riding you. I get to see your face." And the pleasure he could give his master, it was so addicting. Licking his lips, he happily climbed up into his lap. "Ah, fuck. Lube?" The very annoying necessity. Right at that moment he wished they didn't need lube. Then again, Ishida had very interesting lubes. Would this be regular or would he be a whining mess~?
 
"Heh. Over there." He said jerking a thumb to the dresser. "The fun ones are there." He prompted playfully. What did Ishida believe to be fun? The pleasurable high? The edging mixture? "There's one that even increases pain...though that usually isn't for tye slaves fun."
 
Lee's eyes followed where his hand pointed, spotting the drawer. Fun ones! He excitedly hopped over to the drawer, opened it, and pulled some tubes out. "Oho? Yeah?" How would that even go for him? "Anything you did would hurt..." But it would all turn into pleasure. "Mm, you just whipped me. In the mood for causing more suffering?" That was a silly question, of course, he was. "What if... we save this for another time?" Or Ishida could demand it now. Whatever worked for him. It would probably be great as a punishment. Though, for Lee, pain wasn't a punishment.
 
"Maybe best for when you're recovered completely....I'm sure you'll want me to make the pain last as long as possible." He said seeming not to be mad at the idea of using such a tactic later on.
 

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