General RP Owed Debt (Knight_of_None)

[Kasumi]

The devil wasted no time in slamming into him over and over again, Lee's eyes rolling to the back of his head. There was a familiarity to the whole thing, the size and shape of the male inside of him, the other instantly finding his prostate like he knew just where it was. The yakuza hit it again and again, driving Lee wild. He couldn't help rolling his hips, meeting the other's thrusts. He slid forward from the absolute force of Ishida's pounding, Lee stretching his arms and clinging to the sheets underneath him as his chest finally rested against the mattress. His head tilted back from that grip on his hair, allowing plenty of room for the gun to rest inside of his mouth without bumping into the hand holding it and setting it off.

He absolutely loved the roughness of the other, as the masochist he was. That, unfortunately, would never go away. Not that he particularly minded, nearly any pain he received instantly turned to pleasure. His Master would no doubt end up having fun torturing his pet.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Ishida pushed his gun further into Lee's mouth shifting his arm around to locking Lee into a headlock, squeezing on his neck with his powerful arm. His wild thrusts forcing the bed to Rick as he dragged Lee up against the bed. His chest rubbed against his back, hitting himself deeper, beating his happy button. "You keep moving back- you're falling for my cock even when it's by force!" He hissed

 

[Kasumi]

Lee whimpered as the gun shoved deeper into his mouth, almost down his throat if the other kept going. An arm came around his head, wrapping around his neck, nearly cutting off his air supply. At certain angles, he found it difficult to breathe. It was too much, Lee was afraid the other would really finish him off that morning. Either from blowing his brains out or suffocating him. His hands came up, wrapping around the arm that was around his neck. He clung, squeezing gently, wanting him to stop but knowing there was nothing he could do. A horrible, desperate feeling it was.

He felt the other reach deeper inside of him as the angle changed, the other resting his chest against his back, pressing him further into the bed. He squeezed his eyes shut, the sensations incredible though he was still very afraid.

Much like the night before, Lee felt he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He could feel his release creeping up, his cock twitching and dripping pre, forming a puddle under him. He whined softly, his hips jutting, his release hitting him hard a moment later with a scream, muffled around the gun. He was very aware even though he came, the other would keep going, to use his body until he was satisfied. That, alone, drove Lee crazy. His body shuddered, squeezing tightly around the yakuza as his release sprayed over the sheets and blanket.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee screamed, his body squeezing tighter and tighter to the ruthless monster that was using him like a peice of mea, Ishida pulled the gun out of Lee's mouth.. though it still angled towards his face. "Did you just cum? I can't believe you!" He said his crushing grip pressed harder. "You talked so talk, fought so hard, and here you are- shooting your bit and screaming because you can't help wanting ut!" He said as he twisted his grip using his other hand as he forced Lee around, dragging him over onto his back while the slave shoot his cum helpless, his body betraying him to the yakuza that was violating him. Ishidas other hand clawed along Lee's belly, leaving New marks on the masochist, pushing his limits.

 

[Kasumi]

Lee gasped as the gun was removed from his mouth, allowing him to properly breathe. He panted, his body shaking from the force, lidded eyes glancing toward the gun, the other keeping him very aware that his life was still at risk. The risk to his life would never disappear, not while he was still with Ishida. He shook his head as much as he could, refusing to listen to the other. "No, no..." He got out between breaths; he didn't want it, not like this. It was a struggle; the grip was even stronger than before, and it was getting harder to breathe.

He was forcefully turned then, the younger male surprised by the sudden action. He laid there on his back, his seed spilling on his stomach as he was still in the middle of his release. He cried out, the initial pain of those scratches quickly turning to the lovely pleasure he craved. "You get off... on raping your victims," he got out between groans as the other still slammed inside of him, hitting the very sensitive area inside of him. His head tilted back, the male trying not to let any sounds out, failing at a particular strike. "Ah~ Nn... You're a monster," he muttered. He lay there, staring up at the other, almost enjoying the other's expression while he ruthlessly took his pet. Ishida would look down at the reddened face, dark hair sprawled out, his face twisting with pleasure as he continued to use him.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Heh- I have dominion over your entire life. Do you think I need you to consent? I'd rape you until your eyes cross!" He seeethed ever so hotly as Lee tried to throw the reality in the yakuzas face...but the loan sharks ravaging hips only bounced against Lee faster while he struggled to hold in his voice against the deep rooting he was getting. His weak spots were battered from just the raw size of Ishida, his hand grabbing the slaves peck, digging into it. "I can do whatever I want to you- In fact, I'll mark you- a way you'll never forget who owns your entire life!'

 

[Kasumi]

Something in him seemed to like that, his cock twitching in response. The same thing happened last night, as Ishida continued to fuck him after reaching his release did he grow excited again. Before he knew it, his cock was hard again, ready to go for another round. His body was clearly betraying him, he just couldn't understand it.

That hand returned to its place around his neck, something he would be seeing a lot of. It tightened, Lee gasping around the confine. "Nn.. D-Do it then!" He challenged, his eyes narrowing before closing, lips parting as another wave of pleasure came over him.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Ishida laughed as Lee challenged him again, the yakuza squeezing his neck tightly, the gangster throwing deep inside of hin. His hips crashed harder andchardervagaunstvakees beachside, choking him tightly with his pleasure, the while he came inside of him. "Be careful-whar you wish for-" he growled out as he held onto him, watching his closely. "His eyes burning with sadistic glee. "You'll get it- while I'm finished!" He said as he dragged Lee upwards., pulling out of him while maintaining strict control of his precious need for air. Ishida toppled the slave off the bed, swinging over it to stand and grabbing something off the floor while the owed make gasped to breachthe. Ishida wrapped something leather around his neck, pulling it taugh like a leash. His belt? "We're going to the kitchen."

 

[Kasumi]

His body was loving what Ishida was doing to him, never wanting him to stop. His mind was stuck between knowing right from wrong, how he shouldn't be enjoying anything the yakuza was doing to him, how he should be finding a way out of his mess. The other half didn't want to leave. That part... scared him.

His air supply was once again played with, there one second, gone the next, for however long the other wanted to play with him. If the other was finished with him, he could very well never let up until he was gone. He could feel warmth fill him up, Lee unable to hide the moan that would have escaped, his eyes squeezed shut, begging for air but enjoying the burn.

His eyes shot open as he was then moved, the movements harsh and firm, keeping him in place. He was off the bed, trying to keep steady while fighting to stay awake. He could breathe suddenly, taking in as much air as he could, until he couldn't anymore. Then, he had something other than his owner's hands wrapped around his neck. He almost missed the hand around his neck, the logical side of him screaming at him. The leather material was just tight enough to be uncomfortable, though he could finally breathe again.

There were many things in the kitchen the other could use to mark him. He couldn't believe himself, that he challenged the yakuza into actually following through with his threat. Surely, it would have eventually come. Lee had only sped up the inevitability. Something hot to brand him, like cattle. Something sharp to carve... something into his skin. He shuddered at the thought, his cock of course twitching from the delightful prospect. As much as he should have been resisting, he silently followed - not that he really had a choice. The... god, leash? kept him right where Ishida wanted him. He could take his eyes off Lee without any worry of his pet fleeing. Clever bastard.

 

[Knight_of_None]

The slave watched, captives by his self disgust...and the fact he wasn't going sift in the non too tender dragging and pulling if his new leash. The gangsters cock hovered in front if Lee as he was forced onto his knees like an animal, seeing the gangstersceyes search the kitchen and throwing open drawers, until he'd pause and pull out a paring knife. The cruel monster before him would make a show of it , setting the knife on the stove top, heating the blade juuuust in case of anything that might have lurked unseen in the steel... but as it was fainting shimmering with heat, he'd loft it up. "I'll make sure you remember." He reminded as he would pushing Lee onto his back, planning a fair on him to start to slowly mark him. Carving the hiragana characters slowly intibthevslavesvskinq, his flesh, . "You're Mine-" he hissed again as he pulled bekt, the trap pulling taught and sqquzzed his throat a bit.

 

[Kasumi]

Lee was forced down onto his knees and suddenly was at eye level with the other's cock. He licked his lips, quickly reminding himself a second later that he wasn't going to touch the other. Not when he was about to be branded or carved into. The familiarity of being on his knees with a cock in front of him was too much. He rested his hands in his lap, wanting to cover himself, though his erection was a bit too obvious, sticking out underneath his hands. He shifted awkwardly, his eyes following the other, widening as he pulled out a small knife and rested it on the hot stove.

Fear struck him suddenly, Lee wanting to back up, to run. He wanted to speak up, to get himself out of his stupid challenge, yet as he leaned back he tugged on the makeshift leash a little, it keeping him in place. There was nothing he could say or do.

He held his hands up in a defensive manner, "O-Okay, maybe you could m-mark me some other way," he stuttered, yelping softly as he was pushed back, onto his back. "W-Wait," he started, the hot knife pressing into his skin, forcing a cry out of him. "Ah! N-No, stop!" He would cry out, the other marking him. He whimpered, nodding in acceptance. The pain was hot, searing, slowly mixing into that familiar pleasure his body gave him. He never understood how that worked, how pain gave him such pleasure, yet he lay there, cock twitching, leaking pre as it suddenly became a little harder to breathe. A hand flew down, attempting to cover such a source of embarrassment, not that he could hide his body's excitement from his owner. His hips bucked, wanting some sort of contact that wasn't his own hand, not that he was trying to pleasure himself.

By the time the other had nearly finished carving whatever the hell he was writing into his skin, Lee tried his hardest not to show he came, his hand getting covered in his seed.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee's body converted the pain of the blade, his twisted senses of pleasure and suffering taking the searing blade, a bloody reminder that would scar into something he couldn't ignore. Ishida leered at the makes hands, seeing the stulicky whit Ness all over his hands. Ishida put his foot on his cheek. "You're nothing bit a sick little doll, you don't care about what I do ylto you...not really. You're nothing but a masochistic slut....I'm not finished marking you...I have a special one for fuck pets like you...how about I brand your ass. ' he said sneering as he pressed and ground his foot against his face, holding him down as as he ran the knife ovrler Lee's chest, using the tip to lightly cut him.

 

[Kasumi]

The knife being heated made the pain worse, yet for Lee the pleasure had intensified, his body shaking from his release. He held his sticky hand up lazily, not sure what to do with it covered in his cum. It was no wonder his sick body managed to orgasm from the cuts. The healing would be worse, which he figured was the point - the marks leaving lasting scars. A reminder that he belonged to Ishida. He was his property. The reminder only worsened for Lee, his body reacting so nicely, and, oh -- His head turned from the force of the foot on his cheek. A sick little doll? A masochistic slut. Ishida was right, he was absolutely right. He couldn't deny a single thing he said.

Fuck pets-- "What more could you brand me with," he managed to get out, whining softly as the foot pressed harder, grinding into his cheek. "Nn... G-Get off," he groaned. What was the point? There was no fighting it. Still, what was the point of holding back?

"You did it..." He started, "You've marked me. Now what do you want?" What more could the other do to him?

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee vainly threw out his resistance, Ishida smirked and shifted his other foot, delivering a pointed step against Lee's sack, not hard enough to crush but he would feel the sweet pain he needed so much. "I'll burn my gang sign on you ass cheek, and anywhere else I damn please, so when I post your fucked to sleep body online, everyone sees I have claimed you. Well...everyone that matters. " He said as he pressed on Lee's face. The knife grazed his cheek, though not cutting into his face. "Maybe...before that, I'll peirce your nipples and get you some customizations. The freaks online will all want a peice of you when I'm finished playing with you." He purred

 

[Kasumi]

A yelp, followed by a low groan emitted from him, the other surprising him with such a move. His legs came together, looking to protect himself from further assault. Down there, anyway. "Fuck... Calling me names, what about you, dishing out all the pain and torture." ...Yeah. It didn't matter, not for the yakuza. He just felt better when he could speak up, something he wasn't really able to do most of his life. He would try, much like he did now with Ishida. Yet, it strangely felt better with this devil. Holy shit - his gang sign?

He gasped softly as the knife grazed his cheek, Lee turning his head, trying to save his face. "Wha.. Online?" Wow, what the fuck was he planning? No, oh god, those twisted thoughts buzzing through the gangster's mind - Lee wanted to know more. He wanted to know what the hell he was thinking.

In Lee's own twisted part of his brain, he didn't want anyone else to have him. He just wanted to stay with Ishida. Of course, he would never admit that.

Lee had nothing against piercings or people altering their bodies in any way. In fact, Lee had considered piercings, ones that dangled or looked like little daggers. Though, he had no idea what Ishida was going to give him.

Getting posted online... it was dangerous. "Y-You're not afraid of anyone finding me and kidnapping me?" Hell, how would that happen if the other never let him leave? Still... There was a chance.

 

[Knight_of_None]

He barked a laugh as pressed on the sensitive place. "I'm not lying to myself. you are." He said as he pulled the knife away, grabbing the belt to haul Lee upwards....mostly choking him on the way up as the belt snatched tighter. He steadied Lee on his knees. "And if anyone comes for you...you'll watch what happens when I catch up to them..." He said tapped the knife to his shoulder, drawing a slow cut. "You'll make me so much money...they'll think twice if they know what's good for them." He said as he pulled Lee for, hauling the slaves face up to his cock.

 

[Kasumi]

The foot was still there, pressing harder once again, making him flinch. "Ahn..." A hand came up, gripping the belt as it pulled him up, which choked him at the same time. He was brought up, onto his knees, the other thankfully helping him steady himself. So protective. So... so twisted. He actually felt wanted for once in his life, as the other drew a shallow cut from his shoulder. But at the cost of his life? His freedom? ...At least it was something. He swallowed hard.

"W-Wait, you're gonna sell me? Online?" Not in the sense of actually being sold to another online, Ishida making it very clear he wasn't going anywhere. Yet, by the mention of money... He was being sold in another sense. The other's cock was now in his face, Lee's mind completely elsewhere. "H-How do you plan on doing this...?" He asked, his voice going softer. He was nervous. A hand came up, hesitant, as he realized he should be doing something with the cock in his face. He wrapped slender fingers around the shaft, gently pumping him. This was what he wanted, wasn't it..?

 

[Knight_of_None]

Ishida was about to answer Lee, but something about how nervous he looked while having to figure it out...only made a sweet sensation creep over Ishida. Especially when Lee began stroking on his cock. Looking up at him. The slave felt a thrilling in it, dregs of precut shooting into the slaves lips. "Ah- hm~..." Ushida kicked his lips slowly. "I'll sell your likeness, your body in film and photographs. Or. I'll pimp you out." He said thoughtfully. Ofcourse that wasn't true. It wasn't one or the other. Ishida would have rented of Lee to anyone...perhaps if he was behaved better.

 

[Kasumi]

Lee knelt here, legs slightly spread, looking up at him with a mix of curiosity and nervousness. A hand slowly stroked his cock with uncertainty there as well. At any moment the other could strike him, Lee mentally prepared, jolting softly when pre splattered onto his lips. A tongue darted out, licking what he could to clean his lips. He frowned, feeling quite uncertain about that. Though, once more, there was nothing he could do. Getting pimped out... "You'll end up getting me killed." If he didn't end up getting killed by Ishida's own hands, anyway. Whichever came first.

His hand picked up the pace, stroking his own a little quicker now. He wasn't sure how to feel about having pornographic material made of him, through film and photo. "Mm... What, are you gonna set up a camera? Film you fucking me and hurting me?"

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Your life is mine to spend." Ishida reminded casually as he pressed a finger onto the slash on his shoulder. "And if you were to get hurt...I'd trap the bastard in te center of a stack of tires...soak him in gasoline and set him on fire in front of his crew. Just so his replacement understands that for every scar that they give you without my approval...costs them much more than dollars....only I get you make permanent marks on your skin. Godforbid if I even see a scuff on your face that I didn't makem" He said as his grip on the belt tightened, his hips rubbing into his slaves grasp. "As for the online work, yes. Perhaps if your good, I'll let you were a mask." That was also a flimsy chance.

 

[Kasumi]

Lee shuddered as he was reminded he was Ishida's - completely. Every part of him was the other's. ...He loved it. He winced as the wound on his shoulder was pressed on, the other firmly making his point. Lee was loving the protective possessiveness. As the belt tightened, so did his hold on the other's cock, his hand squeezing around him as he momentarily couldn't breathe. He loved seeing him in pleasure, jerking into his hand.

In some way that comforted Lee. Hell, why was he trying to comfort him? It could all be a trick, he realized. All just to get him to behave. The brat in him protested, Lee doing his best to ignore it as he had been cut up badly already. That, and the belt around his neck kept him in check. For the time being anyway.

Well, he could expect a camera in his face and set up in the bedroom pretty soon.

"If you make enough off of me... Would I be free?"

 

[Knight_of_None]

Ishida snickered and looked down at Lee. "Hm-...if you can pay your way out of your contract, you'll be freed. But...hm. it's funny...do you own the money you receive for looking like the slut you are on camera? I own you and thus all that you would make....would already default to my accounts." He said with a chilling smile as he conconsidered the nature of Lee's earning. Lee squeezed him, the throbbing getting stringer, a thick vein forming along the angry, needy rod in his hand. Ishida pulled the belt again, batting Lee's face with the fleshy pole bluntly. "Mm-hm...yell you want- you'll be given a percentage of your earnings as a pets allowance. A generosity...you can maybe scrape together your freedom." He said as he pressured on Lee's balls again, his eyes opening as he pulled the slaves mouth closer to his tip impatiently.

 

[Kasumi]

He frowned, the other was right. He could have been nice and allowed him to use the earned money to pay off his friend's debt. In a way, he didn't want that; Lee found he felt sadness hearing he would be freed. Internally, he fought that feeling, hiding it from Ishida who may have already noted the tinge of sadness in his pet at the mere mention of freedom.

His head tilted as he was pulled forward, his owner's cock slapping him in the face, making him shiver. Lee's back arched as Ishida pressed his foot harder on him, shuddering as it felt good to him. In the end, he would give him something, allowing him to reach the goal... eventually. An impossible goal to reach.

Licking his lips, his tongue swiped over his master's cock, sending tingles down the shaft. Parting his lips, he ran his tongue over his cock, from base to tip, lapping up any pre that escaped. He was beginning to enjoy the flavor, his master's flavor. "An allowance, huh?" He mused, wrapping his lips around the tip, giving it a nice suck. His tongue lapped over the slit, catching anm ore pre that gathered there. "Seeing as I'm marked... Would I be allowed to go out?" It was far too soon to be asking such questions. The other had no trust in him, so the obvious answer would be no. Still, he was curious. Having never been owned before, he was new to this sort of thing. "Under supervision, of course," he decided to add. If he was by Ishida's side, would it be fine then? He went back down on his cock, slowly bobbing his head, taking a little of him inside his mouth before he came back up. His hand lazily stroked whatever wasn't in his mouth.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee seemed to be savoring and locking his master pole, making him shudder faintly, though yet again Lee would pause to ask questions. God this slave and questions. Ishida's bet carrying hand braced against the back of Lee's head deciding to silence him by forcing his mouth further down his shaft and taking control of the dolls mouth, pumping his head roughly already. "And why would I let you now Tea Boy! Hm?" He growled out hungrily. "You haven't earned shit!" He pointed out as he pressed on his sack again. His other occupied hand dragging the knife, the flat of the blade along his shoulder blades. "You're a dog that hasn't even begun to roll over and beg yet!"

 

[Kasumi]

Suddenly, his head was shoved down, forcing him to take all of the other down his throat. He groaned loudly, muffled by cock, at the action, his hand leaving his cock and holding onto his owner's hips from the surprise. He was touching without permission, though he couldn't exactly ask for permission - something that hadn't even crossed his mind - since his mouth was busy. Ah, he hadn't heard that in a while. Did the other even know his name? He couldn't recall.

Right, right. He hadn't earned anything yet. He was still quite new to everything, so naturally, he would have questions. He would... ugh, have to be trained. He wasn't a fucking animal.

He winced, from a combination of the pain-laced pleasure to being referred to as a dog - groaning around his cock. His head bobbed, Lee trying to relax his throat to take more of his master. He was tense, the blade running along his skin, thankfully the other using the dull side. Well, at least it wasn't his gun.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee felt so tense, Ishida would ever so easily shift the knife, cutting the pain addict ever so shallowly on the back, his arms, teasing him with the simple promise of grander pain while he loosened him. A Dog, something not even human, though Ishida used plenty of words to describe his pet. Doll, Slut, Pet, Bitch,. All things to be handled without remorse. He was going to suffer, if he acted up He would face only more suffering. To be trained, to obey would at least grant him walks. whatever that would look like to the domineering gangster. The Tip of the meat spear forced its way against the back of Lees's throat while he wondered if Ishida even remembered his actual name, the thick thing unfortunately took no prisoners, even if his throat was tense, Ishida would only push more pressure on Lee's face, practically standing over him to fuck his way down the tight tunnel. Stretching it out to fit, even as it would strain the belt around his neck.

 

[Kasumi]

Lee would jolt gently as the sharp side of the knife pierced his skin, and small droplets of blood began forming at the wound. Little jolts of pleasure would hit him, the pet moaning around his owner's cock. He began to relax, something Lee didn't make a connection with. It seemed the other was starting to learn him, what made him tick, and what caused him to relax. If he got off on pleasure it made sense for the other to give him some in return, followed by a bit of torture as he cut him up. Lee was, well, oblivious to that point. He would make the connection, at some point.

He would bark over the name-calling and anything he found unjust - but something in him enjoyed it. Abuse mixed with affection. Before he could fully relax his throat, the other was shoving forward, forcing himself which made Lee cough around him. He tried to pull away, looking to get some air, yet he doubted the other would give that to him which in turn caused that familiar panic within him. The belt around his throat was certainly no help, either. His mind twisted the burn in his lungs, turning it to pleasure, eventually allowing him to fully take his master. He was trying, the other would have to give him that.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Ishida's natural knack for inflicting pain, and his hungers only made his thrusts move intensive on the poor slaves face rutting against him even as he dreamed of escape. His grip was too hard to wriggle from, grasping Lee by his hair in both hands now. His merciless cock drummed down his throat, every pull back allowing him a faint gasp for breath before Ishis would smother it away.

 

[Kasumi]

A sadistic and a masochist - what a perfect match. How did it end up this way? So, so perfectly. Lee would soon realize this, he was exactly where he was supposed to be. All his life he wondered and sought out his purpose in life. Perhaps it was right underneath Ishida’s feet - his master.

Despite trying to pull back to breathe, the grip on his head was too strong. That alone excited him, in that sick and twisted way that got him hard and wanting to be fucked mercilessly. By his owner alone - no one else was allowed to touch him. That possessiveness was getting to him again, how much the other wanted him - to hurt him and make him suffer by his hands and his alone.

Lee’s eyes slid close, just allowing himself to be used like the sex doll he was. A puppet for his master to control and do as he pleased with. With every pull back he got a little bit of air, Lee savoring the feeling, it returning to that sweet burn in his lungs. He gently held onto Ishida’s hips, finding the other didn’t punish him for it. As he yearned for air, his lungs begging for it, his grip tightened some, relaxing soon after as he got some air. If he felt himself slipping, if Ishida didn’t realize he was going to far, he would attempt to squeeze harder.

It felt incredible - being used so horribly. His throat relaxed as much as it could around his cock and the belt around his neck. The feeling of the leather a nice one, a sort of comfort that he wanted. Strangely, he felt secure with it. Right in that moment, he was lost in the pleasure.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As Lee was consumed from the inside out, realizing a cozy, comfort in simply accepting his fate, that his purpose was to be a living sex doll and nothing more, the throb of his master was intense. His strokes rough. The knifes kisses so sweet, and Ishida grip so tight. Ishida was the blood thirsty beast that desires constant sacrifices, Lee surely would be doing everyone a favor if he were the one to surrender himself to it. To become Ishida's completely, and worship him, it would protect others from his eye, his appetite for owning pets. Lee felt the master hilt himself against his mouth, using Lee's lips to seal to his base, starting to feed the helpless slave his seed.