General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

As the other climbed off him to stand, Lee wasn't one bit surprised. He carefully sat up, pulling himself up to lean against the cushion. "You had no idea what you were getting into when you got me to sign myself away~. I'm a brat, if you haven't figured that out already." Of course he did. He was certain he had mentioned it once or twice before and even if he hadn't, he didn't doubt his owner's intelligence in figuring such a thing out. "Well, then I'm left with only one choice it seems." He sighed, feining dramatics. Watching the other out of the corner of his eye as he reached a hand between his legs, gripping his length and slowly stroked himself. He sighed happily, taking the risk to close his eyes and lean his head back, fully expecting to be stopped or assaulted.
 
Whilst Lee started to take his pleasure inti his own hands, Ishida smiled at him, that humorless, malicious smile. He patted about at his pockets drawing out his carton of cigarettes as he walked forward. He flicked it open, drawing one to savor. The lighter clicked, scorching the face and letting nicotine laced smoke billow from his masters nostrils. "Oh yes, I forgot?" He said as he reached out, giving Lee's cheek a soft touch, almost shockingly light for his usual force. He caressed him up to his cheek, gently fixing his bandage...then his weight shifted and he had Lee pushed head first against the couch arm rest, a stiff arm holding him down with a cruel grip. "I never gave you permission to touch yourself," He said as he took the cigarette from between his lips. "Do you remember hearing that? Am I going crazy?" He said as he blew a gaut of smoke near Lee's face. The ember glow if the cigarette angling towards Lee's face in the plumes. Was Ishida going to mark his face permanently? Destroy the look he claimed to enjoy so much?
 
That familiar sound of a carton of cigarettes opening had Lee opening his eyes. More notably, the sound of a lighter flicking to life had him recalling that night Takahashi decided to play with him using candle wax. Even though the touch was ever so light, it shocked Lee, a needy part of him leaning into the gentleness, a part he needed to kill lest he get hurt - much like now. He was alert, cautiously watching Ishida, scanning over his features for any sign of malicious intent which he knew the other had no qualms about showing. As he began to hold him down with an arm, Lee released hold of his erection, a hand coming up to grab the pinning arm. "Hey..." He gasped, quickly realizing what cruel thought was crossing his mind. He winced, eyes narrowing closed to avoid getting smoke into them before they widened, the lit tip hovering. Was he serious?! He swallowed dryly, not wanting to show fear, but that cigarette made him quite nervous.

"You wouldn't... What about those videos... Making me pretty for those scenes? Don't let it all go to waste..." A sadist didn't give a fuck, a terrible sobering reminder of what he was up against. He couldn't even ask Ishida to mark him elsewhere as he was trying to get him to heal before filming. He let out a shuddering breath, "Don't..."
 
"Are you shivering because your afraid I'll burn your face...or because the idea of me burning this into you makes your fucked up body happy.' Ishida said as the scalding ember neared his cheek, just under his eye. But thankfully Ishida relented... from burning his slaves face. He pushed the lit cigarette on his shoulder blade, right above the scarred cut he made before.
 
"Both," he admitted in a whispered breath. He couldn't hide his body's reaction, shuddering as the very real threat hovered mere inches from just under his eye. His hand found its way around his owner's wrist. He couldn't stop him, though he felt the hand move downward, stopping right over his shoulder. The burning end pushed down, forcing a cry out of him, Lee's hand squeezing around the one on his owner's wrist. "Fuck! God damn... You just couldn't help it, mnn... fucking sadist," he panted out. "Too bad that didn't get me off." He was close, but not quite there, his cock twitching and pre pooled on his abdomen. "Come on, one more..." He urged tauntingly, tempted to reach down and touch himself again. If he could just get Ishida's hand on his cock... The bastard just wouldn't budge.
 
"Oh you silly Tea Boy." He huffed as he grabbed his wrist that held him. Tearing his hand free to manhandled both his arms abd haul him up to his feet. "You still think your playing a game." He said as he dragged him towards his room. Ishida shunted him along, keeping him moving even if he tried to fight for freedom shoving him face down and pressing a controlling knee into his back. Along his shoulder and neck to hold him down while he felt around under the bed.
 
The teasing use of his title made him nervous, especially as the other made him stand. The hem of the hoodie fell, giving him a bit of privacy as he was dragged to the bedroom. "Hey, wha--" He couldn't do anything no matter how much he tried to pull himself free and attempt to run off in the other direction- perhaps to Takahashi's side of the penthouse. The bastard was too damn strong, easily dragging him and shoving him onto the floor. He fell with a crash, groaning loudly, not bothering to hide his voice with the privacy they held being on the top floor. "What the fuck...!" He moaned, turning his head just enough to get a glimpse at what his owner was up to as he was held down, preventing him from escaping. "What are you doing?" He questioned, his nerves firing, his mind racing with what could possibly be under the bed that Ishida badly wanted. He reached around uncomfortably, trying to grab for the leg that held him down to move it so he could flee.
 
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Ishida ignored Lee's words, his struggle, his hands only pawing at the muscled leg that was weighing his back, the hand that felheld onto one of his arms. He dragged out a pair of handcuffed, real ones ofcourse, not for simple cushy fun. Ishida started to handle Lee's arm to cuff him up.
 
Lee only succeeded in tiring himself out trying to flee from underneath his owner's strong hold. He blinked hearing metal clinking together, the sight of cuffs surprising him. He quickly regretted reaching his hand around to grab at him, leaving him vulnerable and easy to cuff. "No!" He exclaimed, fighting harder to free himself. Alas, his owner managed to restrain him, Lee feeling the real metal, not fuzzy play things. "Why the fuck am I surprised," he groaned. He didn't bother asking why, already well aware it was due to his misbehavior.

"How long?" He asked with a sigh, wondering how long he would be left cuffed and unable to relieve himself. The latter he knew, fully aware he was to never touch himself unless instructed.
 
"Should have guessed," he muttered, rolling his eyes. He winced then, sucking air between his teeth as the cuffs dug into his skin. He was brought up to his knees, the fabric still covering him, though as he tugged and pulled back against the restraint, the hoodie lay against him and the outline of his erection could be seen. Giving up, he let out a sigh. "Come on~ I'll be good. I promise." Damn, even he wouldn't believe himself. Well, it was worth a shot, one he knew would instantly be turned down. "Really gonna leave me hanging?" Ah, that went two ways.
 
"I've got it in my head just fine." He was just choosing to be a pain in the ass. With a pout, he winced, letting out a small yelp as his erection was struck. "Mnn..." Drugs... That wouldn't be so terrible, and yet... Knowing Ishida, it could be the most wonderful thing... or he would hate it. He was assuming the latter at the mention of dragging things out. He recalled an earlier drug he had been given, making him unable to cum unless he was fucked.

"You wouldn't." Ah, that was a challenge. Shit. He tried to pull away, for once reluctant for a drug.
 
As his owner stepped away to rummage through his suit, Lee took it as an opportunity to pull himself away. He didn't bolt, knowing he wouldn't get very far. He wouldn't waste his energy, not when he needed to save it to fight back. It wasn't actual resistance, though the act was very much real; Ishida knew him too well, knowing Lee was utterly addicted to his abuse. He could never escape. Still, he eyed the door, considering returning to the couch. Was he only thinking of such to tempt those who passed him by? He knew Awano wouldn't touch him, yet Takahashi...

Ishida returned to a still kneeling Lee, lost in his thoughts over being a toy left out for someone to grab and play with. Curious eyes mixed with worry looked at the bag in his owner's hand, the other pulling out a pill. "Is... that the stuff those guys had?" The paralytic? Or the other drug Ishida tested on him... Ishida had no issues mixing, Lee not once doubting he would try whatever combination on him. As the other could probably guess, Lee would resist, keeping his mouth closed and turning his head away as his owner would try to shove the pill in his mouth and down his throat.
 
With The brief resistance, Ishida shrugged as grabbed Lee up by the throat, lifting him as he squeezed his throat shut and forced him onto the bed as he began to force him to open up his mouth. The cuffs made it harder for Lee to struggle and fight, letting him brute force his way along with him. Forcing it into his mouth and covering it to make him choke it back.
 
It didn't matter what he did, his master easily lifted him by the throat to move him to the bed. At least he would be more comfortable...! He tried to shove him away, though the cuffs made it hard to use his hands and arms. He wanted to curse, to cry out, but he kept his mouth as tightly sealed as he could until his body was desperate for air. It didn't take much before he was gasping, allowing the pill to slip past his lips and down his throat as he involuntarily swallowed.

He then realized he had no idea what he had just taken, Ishida keeping oh so quiet about where the pill came from. From the small glimpse he got, it did look similar to the paralytic. A tinge of fear and worry washed over him and he shoved at the other harder. He gasped as he finally managed to get the clamped hand off his mouth, Lee finally getting some air into his lungs. "Fuck!" He groaned, mentally sighing as he had only done this to himself. Really, challenging a sadist?! What the fuck was he thinking?

Sitting up with a bit of trouble, he used what strength he had to push the other away. "Damn it! Are you really going to leave me here like this?" Whenever the drug would kick in and leave him unable to move... or whatever it would do. Strangely enough, he was already starting to feel warm, his face began to flush lightly. No, it couldn't work that quickly, and yet...

He already knew the answer, but he was mad.
 
"Ofcourse! You deserve every dragging second of it!" He said grinning at him evilly, leaning forward to smack him. "It makes me so pleased to see you." He said as his sadistic grin grew. "So suffer and like it." He said as the pleasure drug took hold, heightening his bodies feeling, but forcing its limitations upon him.
 
Lee flinched as he was smacked, his reaction time feeling strangely slower as his hand slowly came up to hold his cheek. The sadist was pleased, leaving Lee feeling warm inside. Much warmer than usual. He felt incredible in pleasing his owner, a quiet moan escaping his lips as a wave of pleasure washed over him. "Nn... What... It's quicker," he mumbled, his thoughts racing. "It's working faster... What did you do to it?" He couldn't recall the drug working faster on him as he tried with all his might to stay upright. He could feel himself tipping over, his arms reaching out weakly for something to hold onto, Ishida being the closest thing. "This is different." The realization hit with a small gasp, Lee grasped Ishida's arm, his hold soft, weak, before he could no longer hold himself up and fell over. "Bastard," he muttered.
 
Ishida grabbed Lee as he stumbled and toppled, holding into him by his hair. "You were begging for punishment." He said as he dragged him out of the bedroom ro put the limp slave on the couch. He dropped his Lee over the arm rest, and slapped him again. "You want to be used, so why shouldn't? Is it because you can't act like you want to fight?" He said as he walked around him, pushing the Hoodia up.
 
The cuffs didn't help as he tried to hold himself up or move away, ultimately failing at the task. Before he actually could fall over, his owner helped him, albeit in his strange way by holding him up by his hair. All the tugging gave him the same pain he always loved. He would wince, groaning out as his owner easily dragged him off the bed and to the couch where he was tossed, his legs useless in carrying him the way there as the drug took its full effect in him. "Fuck! Ugh, don't be stupid." He muttered, picking one of the worst things to say. Damn, he couldn't even move to protect himself as he was slapped, his cheek stinging but it felt oh so good. "I'm paralyzed! I can't do shit." He could only take, the both of them quite fond over such a revelation. Cool air washed over his heated, exposed skin, revealing his still dripping erection. He gasped softly, desperate to be touched and very doubtful his owner would reward him such a thing. "Nn, fuck... I... I won't even beg." A 'please' was trying to force its way past his lips.
 
Brows furrowed taking note of the other's tone. Did he not believe him? He was feeling so good, too good to hold back his pleas. "Nn... No. No. I won't." He repeated softly, gently biting his lower lip, some of the limited movement he had left. The sensation heightened as those nails dug in. So he could cum, just not by his owner's hands. Hell, he would happily take that! However... Takahashi was his only choice and Ishida could very easily tell him not to touch him. He was trying hard not to beg, which left him without an option to call out for Takahashi. He could be in his room all day...

He gasped, those digging nails dragging across his skin, leaving welts in their wake. "Not leaving me with many options." Just one. "Awano'll kill me." His mind was screaming at him to get Takahashi.
 
"Guess you'll stay like this for hours then." Ishida said as he leaned over his slave, enjoying scratching his body. His cock pressing against his ass cheeks, jostling him mockingly. "I think one of those lasts about 3 hours, I could just edge you along, minute by minute." He said as he pressed a finger onti his new burn.
 
Hours? Fuck- He gasped, his body all too eager for his owner to slam inside feeling that cock press and rub against him. "Someone'll come out hearing me whine--fuck!" The pain from the burn forced pleasure throughout his body. It was dizzying. "Mmn... Do whatever you want. I'll be saved." He could only hope Takahashi would come out, curious to see what his boss was doing to his pet and hopefully see if he could get in on things.

Edging, fun but oh so torturous. He would definitely want to murder Ishida afterward. As he egged the other on, he was, in a way, getting part of what he wanted without having to beg.
 
"Mm, no- who said anything about that~" He couldn't help the teasing tone in his voice, shuddering as the digging gave him overwhelming pleasure. His muscles twitched, wanting to reach a hand up to shove away the one pressing into his wound. The reminder he couldn't move quickly set in, not that he could forget it, though he did feel slight panic. It was scary. Shit, no- "You want me dead, don't you?" He pouted, his face twisting in pleasure as the drug did its thing in his system. To be overpowered by Awano...

No. Jesus christ. He didn't want that, but his body and the drug sure as hell did! He wanted Takahashi! And Ishida, of course. But the bastard was punishing him. 'Come on... you could get a nice little show... Taka taking me, paralyzed and all." Not that he hadn't seen Takahashi screw him before. But it was different this time! He couldn't move!

"Do you really think Awano will take me? He wants nothing to do with me. I can't exactly climb all over him like this." He pointed out. Would it excite his owner more- watching the giant force himself onto his pet? He shuddered at the thought.
 
"Good boys can handle an Elephant trunk." He said grinning at him wolfishly. Ishida leaning and taking a bite on his ear a moment before leaning away. "Taka! Awano! Come in here, I have a game to play!" Ishida called as he pet Lee on the head like a animal. The doors opened up, the other gangsters stepping in curiously. Awano freezing as he saw Lee's position, already the giant getting a bad feeling. "Boys, in front of you, is nothing but a play thing, with no ability to move" Ishida said grasping onto Lee, shifting closer, the slaves face nuzzled up against his masters lap as he grabbed hold of Lee's Ass, spreading them. "Helpless, but the only way to help it, is to fuck it-"
 
"Doesn't matter how good..." He swallowed hard, a breath catching in his throat. Panic began to rise as the other called on the other two. Quite the sight for the two gangsters to walk in on, their boss's pet cuffed and paralyzed on the couch, only in a hoodie that didn't do much to cover him. It was drawn up, even, exposing his hard on. His owner made a little show of how he truly couldn't move, his face buried in his lap, ever so limp. He couldn't reach down and cover himself or look to move and run. He was trapped, completely at their mercy. He whined softly, small whimpers could be heard, his owner fully exposing him without him looking to cover up. Out of the two, there was only the one he really wanted to play with, the other he feared would kill him.

"Damn it... Taka, come on~" He smiled weakly, avoiding any gaze with Awano if he could help it. "Please~?" He pleaded gently, actually trying hard not to full on beg for his assistance. He would stay like that for hours if it meant avoiding any contact with Awano!
 
"Ah! Taka, you can't do it." Ishida added making the handler pause, then glanced at Awano. "B-but why am I barred?" He asked to his boss. Ishida smirked evilly.

"Because Lee must learn his lesson for running his mouth." Ishida said as he enjoyed seeing Awano's eyes silently widen. "Only Awano or I can enjoy this place." He teased as Lee felt his master sink two fingers into his hole, spreading him further with them. "Taka you may extract pleasure from any other place."
 
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