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General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

The other indulged him, telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. He groaned, loving everything he was telling him, in that terrible demeaning way. It was hot coming from Ishida, much like it was from Takahashi. How did he get so lucky~? He didn't want to leave.

He didn't pull away, letting Ishida touch him and move him however he wanted. He only grabbed his wrist, Lee sitting up when he was pulled on. "Mm... You don't care for it?" He remembered Takahashi saying something about that, the differences between both men. He was still, letting the other look him over. He glanced down seeing the marks when the lights turned on. Oh... They were darker now, more pronounced, new bruises blossoming in certain spots where the knots dug in.
 
"It's too slow to start up." He grunted as he looked over the network of marks, red-purple marks that were worked into him. "I don't hate it, just like more...intense use." He said as he traced the rope marks. "Hm. I guess it makes nice marks on you." He said
 
That was basically the same as Takahashi's answer. Taka knew his boss quite well. "You want instant gratification~" There was nothing wrong with that. It allowed him to feel pain and pleasure all the much quicker. But with Takahashi, the anticipation was quite hot, too. They both knew exactly what they were doing. He looked down, watching those fingers trace over the marks. "Ha, of course you'd appreciate it. I thought it looked pretty good when it was on me." He enjoyed it, but he also enjoyed fighting back and physically reacting, having Ishida restrain Lee himself with a hand or whatever he had on him. He couldn't move at all last night. "What if Taka left me tied up for you~?"
 
Ishida leered at Lee offered his answer, that Ishida preferred instant gratification than waiting, building to it. He narrowed his eyes. His fingers pressing on his bruises sharply. "I didn't ask for your opinion." He said digging his fingers into it. His head tipped backwards at the idea that was brought up. "Hm. I'd probably leave you like that, coming in and out over and over to take you like a glory hole."
 
Ah, he didn't seem to like that- He winced, jumping at the sudden pain. "Shit-- Okay, okay, sorry!" He pouted, it wasn't his intention to anger him. Oh... Just leave him there? He couldn't complain, it was all about Ishida's pleasure, no longer his. He would probably use that for a video idea, Lee wondered when he would end up surprising him with that. "Well, if that's what you want~" He grinned, leaning back, the sound of the bell jingling with his movements. Hm. He would have to get used to that.
 
"Perhaps hang you up by the ropes too, the pressure would dug them deeper inti you. More so than just tying you up." He said as he stroked on the back of his neck. "Or we could share your body while you can't even fight back."
 
Mm... He was unsure about that, though the promise of pain did arouse him. God, his master had amazing ideas! He loved his mind. "We?" He mused. "You and Taka? Both taking me?" So he couldn't fight back... Fuck. "I mean, I don't have a say in the matter," he grinned slyly, loving this sudden fact. "You guys can do whatever you want to me, and I can't do a thing about it~ Both of my Masters." Oh, yes, he went there. He was suddenly curious about Ishida's reaction. Hey, he wasn't the one who deemed Takahashi his master!
 
Ishida raised his brow, the master turning, bending his arm behind his back. "Oh- you have two masters now?" He said leaning into him. Digging his elbow into his back. "You have only one master, and a slave trainer- only my seed is truly divine to your greedy mouth. "
 
Lee winced as his arm was bent back, the typical reaction he expected, though he loved it all the same when Ishida hurt him. "Ah~ tell that to Taka." Takahashi had called him his master, but at the same time he could have just been saying the word... Lee wasn't too sure, his subspace clouding his memories some.
 
"Oh? So you think you're shared between two masters now just because someone uses the word?" He said as he pulled on him, pulling his by the wrists, extending him arms , his knees digging into him. "Perhaps I should cut my marks all over you so you don't forget the truth? From top to bottom-"
 
It was possible, though he was certain by the sink in his bathroom Takahashi had blatantly referred to him as his master-- He didn't know, everything a blur. His subspace could have just been confusing things. Still, his revelation had Ishida pushing to remind him who he truly belonged to. "Your marks-" he moaned, his arms raised and that knee digging into him. "Mnn, remind me~"
 
"Shall I cut into you again?" He teased as he pulled harder, then letting him go, moving to pull off his jacket. "I could let you stew on it-" he taunted as he pulled out his gun, clicking the safety as he pressed the cool steel to his cheek.
 
He nodded, "Do it~" he urged, testing him. He groaned at the pain in his arm until it was gone. Oh, shit-- The gun was pulled out and he swallowed hard, staring at it until it was pressed against his cheek. "H-Hey, w-what's that for...?"
 
"Scared?" He said as he caressed his cheek...his chin to his lower lip with it. "Afraid it'll slip this time?" He said smirking slightly as he saw the slaves tune shift about.
 
Lee shivered, the gun moving across his face, brushing against his chin and lip. "O-Of course, it's a gun. Who wouldn't be scared?" He didn't care if Ishida had great control over it. Still... He loved the risk. He willed his body not to react as it normally would, not wanting the other to tease him about getting excited.

"What if you tire of me? You could so easily pull the trigger." He wouldn't, of course not. He had a debt to be paid. Still.
 
"Better not be tiring I suppose?" Ishida said smirking as he watched the slave tremble. "But you aren't the type." He said as he pushed the gun into Lee's mouth, moving it slowly, almost sensually into his mouth. "But you lust for danger-"
 
Ah, right. He had to always be entertaining to his master. A whimper escaped him as the gun slid into his mouth, Lee leaning back, though there wasn't anywhere for him to go. A small whimper mixed with a moan could be heard, Lee's tongue flattening against the bottom. Somehow, it felt good as it moved around in his mouth, Lee's hand coming up to grip the wrist that held the weapon. Alas, his body betrayed him, he was growing excited. He hated how right he was, how much he got off on danger.
 
Ishida smirked. "Hard blowing my gun? I'm starting to think you just like hard things in your mouth!" He teased as he moved the gun , turning it to the side to rub it against his tongue and enjoying looking him ine eye. "You gonna jerk off to it?"
 
Lee flinched as the angle of the gun changed, turning to the side. At any point it could go off, Lee would never know. He groaned, his arousal pointed out. "Mnn.." he shook his head, turning it to the side to get it out. Almost in a way to see what would happen if he did try to escape the threat.
 
As he tried tovtyrn away, Ishida grabbed the slaves hair, pulling him around to hold onto him, a disciplined habd keeping Lee from shaking hands with God via fresh ventilation. "Ah! Careful! If you jerk sway, it might chip your cheek, and that'll get messier than you like!"
 
Lee let out a muffled yelp as his head was forcibly turned, his hand moving from Ishida's wrist from surprise. He closed his eyes, just letting him toy with him with the gun. It was all he could do, his tongue wandering around the steel in his mouth.
 
"That's what I thought." He said as he closed his eyes, but Ishida smirked to himself, feeling a dark thrill crawling inti him. He knew nothing would happen....while Lee was submitting to the danger, accepting his fate was in his masters hand....it wouldn't hurt to show him. The cool metal lifted, a click vibrating, jumping tension into the slaves mouth.
 
Hearing the gun click, and feeling it jump in his mouth, Lee's eyes flew open. A muffled cry echoed behind the steel in his mouth. Registering what the hell just happened, he tried to shove the other away, looking to get the gun out of his mouth. After the initial surprise, his dick twitched, seemingly finding the attempt a turnon, despite Lee being rather scared. "What the hell?!" He would try to yell, whether the gun was removed or not, the words muffled if not.
 
Lee panicked, muffling his words out as he pulled away from the gun, but Ishida drew forward, putting it against his temple as he forced him onto his back to pin him. "You said it yourself- your life depends on me. I chose to let you live, didn't I?" He said as he dug his fingers into his cuts. "I know- I should use a revolver next time." He teased
 
The gun was thankfully removed from his mouth, though this time it was pressed against his head as he was shoved down. He whimpered, nodding to his first question. Moans left his lips, the pain he loved attacking him, heightening his nerves. "Fuck, n-no!" God, why did the excitement and terror turn him on so badly? His master would be able to feel his hard-on if he ended up brushing against his front or looked down.
 
"Just think about it. I get 6 pulls in a session, the panic you feel would jump. Every. Single. Time. Pushing danger closer and closer to your brain?" He said as he push on the slaves hard on with his leg, pulling the trigger again with another definite click for fun.
 
Oh, my god, was he actually going to do it?! A moan escaped him as his master pressed on him, the friction feeling too good as he squirmed, wanting to escape the threat. "No!" He called out at the next click, Lee flinching in fear. "Master, please...!" As he was pinned, he couldn't escape, though he did try when Ishida went for a third time.
 
Ishida grinned at him, soaking in his fears, the second he tried ti put up a struggle, he braced his hand to Lee's throat. Pressing and rubbing against him harder. "Going to run away? Where? I'll dragg you right back for more" He said said as he nuzzled the barrel against his jaw , then pushed his legs apart with his knees.
 
“Ah!” He yelped, that beautiful hand wrapped so nicely around his neck. He had no answer, his master knowing him far too well there was no where to run. There was no where he would rather be than with Ishida. He let out soft whimpers, the gun rubbing, scaring him. But he loved the fear, his body reacting the way it absolutely shouldn’t.

“Nnn…” he kept his head turned away, his shame on full display as his legs were spread, his master right between him.

“No… I’m too addicted.” He admitted, the other possibly recalling Lee mentioning such not too long ago. He shivered, his eyes softening as he glanced toward his beautiful master.
 
"Oh I know you ate. Nobody will do what you really want them to do to you. They all want you to be safe and comfortable..." He said as he rubbed the gun against his throat, rattling the bell with the barrel. The master unzipped his pantshis member sliding out at the ready, flopping against the slave.
 

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