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General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

He shook his head, "For my behavior..." He corrected, looking away, keeping his back turned toward him. It was suddenly painful looking at his master. Eventually, he wouldn't be anymore, the sudden feeling of loss cutting even deeper than any knife Ishida wielded on him. He still had him, he still had to be... god damn it. Was he doing this on purpose? A hand clamped over his mouth, Lee thankful his back was turned, the other couldn't see his face, how the tears poured out of him. He nodded, knowing he had to respond. For once, was it okay if he wasn't good?

He was so fucked, so crazy to think any of this could have lasted.
 
"If you're going to cry. I want to see it. Hiding is dishonest." He said as he stepped back into the room , approaching to pull him around
 
He ignored his words until he heard him return. Feeling a hand on him, he slapped it away. None of it mattered anymore! "Just... leave me alone." He shifted, moving his legs to get away from the other. He didn't want him seeing him like that, despite it being exactly what turned Ishida on. Still, the connection wasn't made, not yet, anyway.
 
Aa he tried to resist, Ishida grabbed him up hauling him up. "I think you forgot yourself" He said as he pulled him up from the bed and pushed him onto the floor. His mood rising, shifting to malicious anger. "You're never going to give an order to me!"
 
Even as Lee tried to push him away again, the other easily lifted him up, this time shoving him to the floor. Red, wet eyes stared up in surprise, streaks of tears running along his cheeks. "W-What does it matter, I'm not going to be yours anymore." He was thinking too far into the future, his anxiety typically doing that to him, making it easy for him to panic. For now, he was Ishida's, and that was all that mattered. He tried to slip out from underneath him, looking to stand. "Leave me alone," he muttered.
 
He put a foot on his chest, the bell rattling as he restrained him. "I own you now, you fuck. Should I put a bullet in you and be done with it then?' He said as he ground his heel into his bruised and marked up body.
 
Lee winced, the foot trapping him in place. The rattling of the bell reminded him of the collar, the very thing that tied him to Ishida - for the time being. "Fuckin' sadist..." he groaned out, turning to moans as he gave him that pain he loved, his damn body responding in such a way he wasn't too in the mood for in the moment. Ishida certainly was. Why not? It would put him out of his misery.

A hand came up, wrapping around his owner's ankle as he ground into him. He squeezed, conflicted in wanting him to stop and god, please don't--. He could feel another small sob grow, an arm coming up to hide his face and wipe the tears away. "Why can't you just leave me alone?!"
 
"Because I make the decision. And you're hysterical. I've shot people for less" He said as he stared down at him. "If you're going to do something stupid like ruin my investments, I'll have to see what I'm dealing with."
 
Lee was frustrated by this point, just wanting him to leave already if he was going to. He wanted to be alone; such a dangerous thing for someone so mentally fragile - so broken. "I'm not ruining shit. What the hell can I do?" He shook his head, "I'm fine." Clearly, he wasn't. He hated this, being seen in such a vulnerable state, one he created himself, no thanks to the aggravating sadist stepping on his chest. He released his hold on his ankle, using both hands to rub the tears from his eyes. They still threatened to fall, though he was trying to calm himself down. He was just worried the moment the other left the room he would break down again. He was better off being alone.
 
"Fine? This, is fine?" He said rubbing his face, dancing between annoyed at the moment, and figuring out if he wanted to tie him down. He didn't do this Feelie bullshit anymore. "Honestly?"
 
When that foot moved to his face, he tried to shove it away. Begging the other to go away wasn't working, and Lee didn't know what else to do. He was really beginning to want that subspace again, where nothing mattered anymore. "Fuck..." he mumbled as that word came out. He did promise to be honest, but he wanted to be anything but right now. Honesty was what ruined things. "I'm fine," he repeated. "What more do you want?" He was forcing himself to calm down now.
 
Another shove came, but Ishi moved his foot from Lee's body. "I want to be your world." He said simply. Whether or not he meant that, he simply held a guarded expression, stepped off him. "And you simply chose to lie." He said as he shrugged, seeming to shift tactics, walking from the slaves side.
 
It felt like another strike to him, so painful, and not the good kind. His brows furrowed, confused- curious. "I don't want to lose my world," he said softly, shifting to sit up as the other left his side. He watched him closely, the sudden thought of him leaving left Lee wanting him to stay. The feelings were so conflicting; wanting to be left alone but wanting to stay by his master's side. "I just... want you. I-I want to serve you. I want to make you happy." He tried to channel his energy not into his depression, but to make the other happy, for as long as he could, even if it was... temporary. "Please... please let me."
 
As he heard Lee speak up, he stopped at the door. Happy? He considered that. He hadn't thought of the word, the need. But he wasn't like most people. His scarred cheek ached briefly as he considered the last time he was focused on the ideal of happiness. "You're the only thing right now keeping yourself from serving me as you want." He said
 
Some relief set in seeing him stop at the door, seemingly actually considering his words. He winced at the words, nodding. He was absolutely right and he felt terrible. Moving to his knees, he knelt there, his head hanging. “You’re right… how can I make it up to you?” He asked softly, though loud enough for him to hear. He looked up, hope in his eyes. He needed to enjoy his master now while he had him. Depression was just such a bitch. He needed to focus on him, his main source of happiness.
 
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Ishida turned around, holding out his hand, down low. "Crawl here. Like the pet you are." He said simply, his masters stare hard to cut through, measuring the fragile slave with cutthroat accuracy.
 
Oh… the sight of that man low, holding out his hand for him. He couldn’t handle it, he was so addicted to him, which made the rejection so much harder and painful. But he had Ishida now.

He got down on his hands and knees, crawling over to his master. He didn’t care for the animal aspect of pet play, but he was too far in now. As he reached him, he stopped, looking up at him curiously, want in his eyes.
 
Pet play was far from Ishida's mind...then again Ishida wasn't a dom. He was a slave owner. Everything that Lee loved, without any concept of safety or protections. He cupped Lee's chin, pulling him upwards slowly. "You will make it up to me, all in due time. Now Go clean yourself up. You're a mess."
 
Lee didn’t care about all of the other stuff, he just wanted to please and serve. Ishida had just come around the right time, fortunately and unfortunately, depending on who was asked. He leaned into the hand that cupped his chin, lifting as he was pulled up some. He nodded, nuzzling once more into the hand before he went to stand, feeling just a little lightheaded. He left his sight, entering the bathroom to take a quick shower. He felt slightly better, Ishida wasn’t disowning him (yet), and he was clean.

A moment later he stepped back out, drying himself off with the towel.
 
As he was clean, stepping back out, Ishida was waiting around by the door, arms folded "Good. I'm taking you out, perhaps a little time out will help you." He said as he gestured. "Get dressed."
 
Lee was looking much better after his shower. He was relieved to find him waiting there for him. Surprise filled him next. “Really?” He asked. Worry set in, Lee slightly afraid he was trying to get rid of him. But he didn’t want to disobey, he didn’t want to keep him waiting. He quickly went to the closet, pulling whatever black outfit he could put together, slipping it on before standing by Ishida when he was fully clothed, paired with some black sneakers. The leather collar looked nice against the black shirt, the rest of him pale.

Did Ishida think being cooped up inside all that while was getting to Lee? He wasn’t sure. He was just happy to be by him, having his master while he could. It was almost exciting!
 
Ishida wasn't considering the cooking completely, but he did atleast figure dragging him about outside would take his mind off his recent episode. And he had other ideas. He grabbed Lee's arm, pulling him once he was ready to take him out of the club. Taka was by the main door...Awano outside aa well, the night opening up to a line of clubbers looking to go in. He lead the way to a black suv, Awano raking a passenger seat, Taka taking the driver. The boss stepping into the back. The inside was black leather, clean, the whole thing felt...new, perhaps it was.
 
The other simply grabbed his arm and dragged him away, through the club and outside. He was comforted by that roughness, his body preferring it over everything else. He wanted to ask where they were going, but the suspense was also fun. He spotted his two subordinates, curiosity and wonder filling him. The car looked new, and as he sat inside beside his owner the interior was even better. Damn. Yakuza perks, huh? He took in the smell, loving that scent.

The curiosity was getting to him and he had to ask, “What do you have in mind~?”
 
"You need better clothing. I suppose a designer." Ishida said as the doors were shut, the car pulling out. "From there, we'll see you done up for your debut...and take some shots. I'll shop around and show you off to some...spenders."
 
Oh, shopping? …a designer? Damn. He didn’t mind it much, until he mentioned his ‘debut’. He would be closer to paying off his debt…

It was fine. It would probably take quite a long time to even put a dent in the debt! He swallowed, spenders? “Gonna whore me out?” That was exactly it, though. He tried to be his usual self, teasing and making jokes. He still worried.
 
He smirked. "Maybe I will. We talked about it." He said simply as Taka looked up in the mirror briefly. "Perhaps a....binding club." Taka said casually.

Ishida raised a brow, looking over. "Could be a gang for all I care." He said as he folded his arms, looking back out the window.
 
Binding, huh. Fitting coming from Takahashi. He looked back over to Ishida. “What would you do if they try to hurt me~?” He recalled the other stating not too long ago he wouldn’t let that happen. Then again… what if they tried to kill him? The thought crossed his mind, crossing his arms over his chest.
 
Ishida flashed a smile, laughing at the question. "I'll level their teeth on the edge of our steps, and kick them in the back of their head until all that's left is broken bones." He said as he looked at Lee. "I've done it before."
 
Lee felt a smile tugging at his lips. Ishida wouldn’t let his property get damaged, not unless it was by his hands alone. “Well~! That’s fine, then.” A gang, huh… gang bang?

“I’d love to see you do it again~”
 
"He did it alot back in the day, when he was...ah- we're almost there." Takahashi paused to make a sudden turn, taking a shortcut to dodge a growing traffic line. Ishida put his hand on his chin. "What do you think you'd wear?" He said looking over to Lee.
 

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