General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

He shook his head as Ishida spoke, he was completely right. It was like he was reading every thought that ever crossed his mind when he slept with others, always left unsatisfied, feeling like something was missing. He couldn't leave Ishida. He was completely ruined.

He tilted his head back, the bell jingling from the gun nudging it; Lee finding even that arousing. "You're right. You're absolutely right." Was he just that obvious? He held no air of mystery, it was like Ishida was reading him like a wide-open book. "I've never been satisfied, not like this." He swallowed, feeling that cock slap against his body as he pulled it out. "By you, and..." And Taka. He quietly trailed off, not willing to mention the man. "I love it when you use me like some object," he said, in a way trying to change focus from what he was about to say. He was just something for Ishida to pleasure himself with.
 
"Oh?" He said. Both knowing from his reactions, if not the simple fact, he was used to forcing people into such positions and for all Lee's wiggling, he always wasn't quite as desperate in his denial as the rest. He ran his free hand to the slaves cheek, grasping him up as his hips drove forward, rubbing himself against Lee. "You are." He assured
 
Oh, had he caught his master off guard? He felt a small thrill at that, loving it whenever he could surprise the other. He was relieved he didn't push for him to finish what he was saying and was thankful for that. He was pulled close, enjoying the sensation of that hand wandering his skin. He loved any sort of contact from his master. He kept his legs spread, knees beside his hips, allowing him room to nestle against him. "Go on... Please," he added, knowing he couldn't make any demands. He wanted to hear it, those demeaning words. Whether they came from Takahashi or Ishida, he didn't care. He wanted to hear he was only his, he was completely trapped there, only to serve and worship him, his only use for beating and pleasure.
 
His pleading made Ishi search his eyes, pushing against thrusting him full slowly. "I don't need to worry about what a toy like you pleads for-" he said as he shifted his hand, seizing him by the neck, the collar bell jingling as the yakuza brute forced his way forward, crashing deeper and deeper by the raw second.
 
Oh- well! He wanted to hear those nasty words from the other but figured eventually he would get to. Just had to bide his time, eventually, he would get his way. He yelped, tilting his head back to allow room for that hand to wrap around his neck. He cried out as Ishida started pushing into him, without any prep or lube. He winced, his body trying to adjust around the intrusion.

"Master~" he whined, the attack already starting to feel better. "Nnn... ah~!" He turned his head away, allowing his moans to flow freely.
 
Ah, finally! However, he was pretty sure Ishida had used that one. No matter, he still found it hot and degrading all the same. He couldn't speak, his breathing limiting, Lee's hand coming up to the wrist that choked him. The bell jingled with each movement, each thrust into his body. He couldn't whine, couldn't beg him to move faster, to just destroy him. He could just take.

He momentarily considered fighting back only for him to completely dominate and hurt him. What would have happened if he had done that with Takahashi? Resisting, without any restraints, the man using his sheer strength to control him. He shuddered, those thoughts were too much.
 
As he grabbed hold of ishida's qitst, the yakuza only slammed into him harder and harder, gaining steam, gaining force to put the slaves backdoor into its labors. Why mess with a classic. "It's all your worth, being nothing but a hole- a glorified rag and sponge to soak it up! I bet you would give it up to anyone that wanted a peice of you-"
 
Lee tightened around Ishida as he took him raw, melting as he finally received that degradation he desired. Damn it, Taka, for ruining him further. He didn't think that would be possible, but there he was, nearly begging Ishida for it. He nodded against that tight hold on his throat. "D-Do it," he managed to get it. "Pass me around." He almost challenged, doubting Ishida would. Then again...
 
Ishida smirked at him. "You do have to earn, don't you?" He said as he considered it. It would feel somewhat nostalgic for him. And it wouldn't be the first time...he hitched him up higher, his hips pounding harder and rougher inti Lee, his grip tightening again. "Videos one day, whoring yourself out for me the next-"
 
Ah, he was actually considering it! He didn’t think he would, how possessive he was over him. But if he thought it would help with the debt, something Lee didn’t want paid off anymore, he didn’t have a say in the matter. His hips were raised, his master slamming into him, hitting new sweet spots as the angle changed. His moans were muffled or pretty much silenced by that squeezing hand around his neck. He would end up associating that jingling bell with incredible pleasure. Oh, god, would he end up getting turned on by the sound?

Fuck, those videos. If he thought it would help… he let out a muffled whimper, only able to accept.
 
As Lee whimpered, his master slapped his cheek again, smirking wildly. "Yes yes, I know, you can't wait" He purred as that stupid jingling bell rattled and chimed faster and faster, getting bounced all the harder as the yakuza took the slave for a ride. His cock beating his sweet sensation, beating him deeply. "Every time I pawn you away, I know- you'll be in hell because you'll long to get back to me-"
 
He jolted at the slap, a strangled cry leaving him. He draped his arms over his face, not wanting the other to see his pleasured and pained expressions. He nodded behind covered arms, his master knowing him too damn well. He could feel himself reaching his climax, Lee recalling he couldn't do anything until his master came first. There was momentary panic as he tried to hold back, unsure if he could last.
 
As Lee struggled, trying to hold back while his master was violating him so wonderfully, rearranging him as he pleases, his hand reaching down and grabbing onto the slaves cock roughly, squeezing it. "That's right- you don't shoot a drop- your worthless cum stays inside until you please me" He hissed as he rutted him. "If you shoot early- I'll start binding it up!"
 
He felt he would cum just by that harsh grab, whining as he felt the squeeze. "Please--" he cried out, not wanting the threat to happen. As his master could go a few rounds, he knew he wouldn't make it. "Master~!" It felt so good, the horrible promises of being passed around, and finally those degrading words Taka had spewed at him, leaving his master's lips. He arched his back as another wave of pleasure hit him, his head tilting back. "I-I can't~" he warned, truly trying his best.
 
Lee expected that; his hands slapped to the side. He expected the grip on his jaw, staring up at his owner. He loved it when he got mad and took control, a small smile pulling at his lips. "Nnn, yours- only yours." He gasped, badly wanting to cum, but he knew better. "I don't matter." His smile grew a little wider, wanting to see his reaction. He gave in so willingly, letting him do as he pleased with him, getting off on that alone.
 
Ishi gripped his jaw, digging his fingers into him. "You're right." He agreed as he dragged his fingers, scratching him slowly as he drew out...not a ribbon, but a odd looking chord, silvery wire. It probably would squeeze tighter, marking the slaves cock up like the rest of him. "And that worthless cock of yours is going to get leashed like the rest of you."
 
"Ahn~!" He moaned out, loving the roughness only his master could show him... and perhaps Taka. He didn't think he would ever end up craving the other man, but there he was, eager to spend another evening with him. God, he was such a slut; wanting to be used so badly, so terribly, by these yakuza. His eyes landed on something his master pulled out, and Lee instantly recognized it as some sort of cock ring. "Oh..." Ishida could use him as much as he wanted, going as many rounds as he wanted, without a care in the world - truly using Lee as a sex doll. "Shit," he bit his lower lip, the thought too damn exciting to him. "Leashed..." He had a collar on now, allowing Ishida to do exactly that. As long as he wasn't treated like a dog, then... yeah, why not? Not that he had a choice in the matter.

God, he was so fucked.
 
Ishida wrapped the wirey rings around Leea mememvwr, right around his base. The tension abd squeeze of it even more intensive than any drawn knot. "How long do you think you'll stand it? You little pig." He said as he squeezed Lee's balls. "Are you ready to suffer , like the pointless worm you are?"
 
He felt the squeezing pressure around his cock, wincing as it was uncomfortable. He just wanted to cum! But now, they seemed to be serious about treating him like the little nothing submissive he was. Just something for pleasure for them. "Nn... Fine... As long as you cum, I don't care. Use me." He whined softly. He loved pleasing Ishida, so he didn't mind it too much. He loved being used like that.
 
As Ishida watched the trapped cock of Lee turn red, straining with the pressure, he flicked the slaves hungers shaft, his master, taking the sheets and wrapping them around Lee's body to roll him up, his lower body exposed and his arms helpless. He felt his master slam back into him, the roughness coming back as if nothing had cooled him. Unlike Taka, Ishida was a stamina mobster, how many rounds would he spent filling Lee, sating himself selfishly into his sex toy while he made Lee desperate to even push out a drop.
 
Lee winced, his angry cock twitching as it was flicked. He was surprised as he was suddenly wrapped up in the sheets. He didn't fight back, despite the urge to play with him. Feeling the cool air he quickly realized his lower half was still bare, Lee immediately understanding what was happening. Well, he was restrained, that was for sure! He could barely move, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to get the wrapped layers off of him. As he was taken once again, his master could only indulge in the sounds of his slave's cries of pleasure. Ishida had nothing to worry about, being able to use him as freely as he wanted without Lee touching him or his pet getting to cum.

He didn't whine, he didn't complain, he was just about the perfect audible sex toy, allowing its owner to cum inside of him however many times he wanted, Lee taking every single load.

It was uncomfortable, Lee's need to release. He was pent up, the feeling building, his body desperate - completely at the other's mercy; cumming only when given permission.
 
As Lee only was left to moan and wriggle, his master thumping harshly into his soft toy, his cock ramming his helpless slaves sweet spots. His hands lifting his hips up to change the angle and bear down on him with more speed. His seed was gushing, hot, thick into Lee, one load after the other, surging into his guts, his masters abs rubbing and smacking against Lee's stiff, desperate cock.
 
Lee was a moaning, panting mess after the first few rounds. He had eventually stopped squirming in his sheet restraints. He held back as much as he could, knowing begging would be futile. The words eventually spilled from hungry lips, "Please..." he whimpered. He enjoyed the sensation, every single time his master's pleasure spread inside of him by his seed. In a way, he was satisfied with that alone, but his angry red cock and body needed more. It didn't help any that his master was constantly rubbing against his cock, the poor organ receiving constant friction. "I-It's too much. I need more..." he pleaded.
 
"Oh I know what you need! But I like seeing you as you really are! A meeting little fuck boy!" He said as he grabbed Lee's cock, mercilessly stroking him, quick and rough, leaning over the helpless victim. His insides were lubed up and slick from...repeated cream pies,, Ishida beating and crying his shape into Lee with every second.
 
Certain things could have tipped Lee over the edge, such as Ishida flat out telling him what he was, such demeaning words. His cock getting grabbed would have been another as he was so pent up at this point. The eager stroking had him squirming and mewling, the incredible slamming into his prostate, tears welling up in his eyes. "Master~!" He would moan, crying out. He had no idea how much more he could take, the pleasure and his body begging for release driving him crazy.

He wanted to reach out and grab Ishida's hand or to remove the ring if he could. He knew he shouldn't, it wasn't his place, but this was torture!
 
"Please? Please! Please what! Tea Boy? What should I bless you with, you worthless hole? " He said as he gripped his shaft now, blocking it with even more pressure, his other hand rubbed Lee's sack. Fuck they felt full- so ready to pump out everything. Ishida grinned maliciously. "What will you give up- oh~ that's right- I already have all that you are abd all that you will be-"
 
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