Join me in Death
ok vodka2tharescue here you go with you're dominatrix that I have promised to you so long ago. If you don't like it. I'll give up trying.
links to other chapters:
chapters 1- 50: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1218904.html
chapter 51: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1223719.html
chapter 52: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1228469.html
chapter 53: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1229436.html
chapter 54: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1253886.html
Chapter 55
Bam arrived in the hotel very quickly. Well at least it seemed to him like that. But all the way there he kept wondering why did Ville send him alone to the hotel and why he stay in the town? He knew he has no reason to be jealous and he thought that Ville probably wants to surprise him with something but with what? Bam never said he wants or needs anything. Besides, couldn’t he leave shopping for tomorrow? He was very impatient and he kept glancing at the clock but as it always is in times like this minutes seemed like ages.
First he paced up and down the living room, few times he even went to the doors and looked down the hall expecting to see Ville but he didn’t appear. Some ten minutes later he plopped himself down on the couch and turned TV on. He wasn’t interested in anything but Ville to show up so out of pure boredom he went switching channels on and on.
After what seemed like an eternity the door finally opened and Ville showed up. Bam got off the bed and started to walk to him and he frowned a little when he realized Ville had nothing in his hands.
“Where were…” Bam was cut off with Ville’s lips hardly pressed on his. Ville took him around his waist and held him tight pushing his lips apart demanding an entrance. Bam opened his lips and Ville slid his tongue deep inside kissing him very passionately and pushing Bam to walk backwards. Bam was trying to pull back from kiss but Ville didn’t let him go. Every time Bam would try to break the kiss Ville would only tighten his grip and deepen his kiss.
Ville forced Bam to walk backwards towards the bathroom. He kept his eyes opened to make sure they don’t hit the wall or miss the door. Bam finally gave up trying to free himself when they reached the door. Ville opened them and made Bam take a few more steps back then he stopped them.
Bam felt Ville loosening his grip around his waist and his hands took him for his shirt and pushed it up. He lifted his arms up and Ville finally broke the kiss pulling Bam’s shirt off as Bam was trying to catch his breath.
Ville gazed at Bam with his lust-darken green eyes, grinning a little playfully. Bam stared at him a bit red in cheeks, lips lightly swollen and partly ajar as Ville’s fingers found Bam’s pants.
“Ville…”
“Shut up,” Ville cut him off unzipping his pants. “You are going to do exactly what I say. Without any questions,” he said in a voice that was actually more like ordering Bam what to do as he pushed Bam’s pants together with his boxers down eyes fixed on Bam’s. “Understood?”
“Yeah” Bam nodded and Ville grinned. “But will you...”
“Shut up,” Ville slapped his butt and cut him off.
“Ville!” Bam protested but only to receive another slap just a bit harder this time.
“I think I said no questions,” Ville said slowly emphasizing every word looking Bam straight in the eyes and slowly leaning closer to him. “Right?”
Bam quickly nodded realizing he’d better keep his mouth shut judging by the look that Ville was giving him.
“Good,” Ville said moving his lips to Bam’s ear, grinning on light shivering of Bam’s skin. “I wouldn’t like to be more rough with you than necessary,” he almost whispered.
Bam closed his eyes, swallowing hard on Ville’s words. Ville’s warm breath touching his skin caused his cock to jump and he knew Ville smirked noticing his reaction.
“Now,” Ville said pulling away from Bam. “You’re going to take a nice cold shower,” he said slowly walking around Bam stopping behind his back. He leaned to Bam’s ear again, “And no jacking off in the shower.”
Bam nodded feeling goose bumps covering his skin.
“Good boy,” Ville whispered placing his hand gently on Bam’s ass and squeezed Bam’s cheek a bit.
Bam whimpered on Ville’s action and Ville grinned.
“Now,” Ville let go of Bam’s ass and bit his lower lip.
“Go,” Bam yelped when Ville slapped him again and his eyes fluttered open. He didn’t wait for Ville to say or do anything else and he stepped into the shower and turned the faucets on. He looked at Ville who stood in the middle of the bathroom fully clothed and without any intention to join Bam.
“I’ll be right back,” Ville said smirking and left Bam alone.
Bam was confused. It was obvious that Ville was playing some game with him and he was rather enjoying torturing Bam but Bam wondered what is Ville planning to do next. Though the water was a bit colder it didn’t help Bam to cool off at all especially because Ville had tickled his imagination with his behaviour. And those slaps, God… he liked them… a lot. Actually he liked Ville being dominate. He liked him like that very much. What he liked most was that look in Ville’s eyes. His eyes would turn dark, very dark and he doesn’t have to say anything, but anything at all to make Bam do whatever he’s asked for. His lips would move so sensually which would always cause Bam to imagine them wrapped around his length. And his voice… his voice would turn deeper and he’d speak slow making little pauses between each word speaking so seductively that it would make Bam wish to pin him down to the ground and ride him off as fast as possible.
All that thinking and wondering about what is going to happen next only made Bam’s situation worse than it was when Ville had left him. Water had no effect on calming his body or his thoughts and he was very tempted to take his hard cock in his hand and release himself of the tension. He looked towards the door, which Ville left open, and he slowly moved his hand towards his crotch peering into hall. He didn’t want Ville to caught him disobeying his orders. He wouldn’t mind being punish with some rough sex in fact if he’d know that would make Ville being more naughty he’d jerk himself off right away but he was afraid Ville’s punishment might be sex restriction and that’s something Bam wouldn’t want to happen. Ever. Especially not now.
He kept his eyes fixed on the hall and since he couldn’t hear or see Ville he wrapped his hand around his shaft and started to slowly stroke it. He let out a low moan then he bit his lip so to prevent himself from making more sounds speeding up the movement of his hand. It felt good and now he just wanted to finish himself off as soon as possible. He got caught in the moment and averted his eyes from the door, actually he closed his eyes and backed his head clenching his teeth thinking only of making just a few more strokes and he’ll be completely relaxed. His balls stiffened as he leaned on the tiles stroking himself faster and faster… so close… so close… almost there…
“Bam!” Ville’s shout snapped him out of his haze and he swiftly turned his head and met Ville’s dark eyes.
“I think I said no jacking off in the shower, huh?” Ville slapped Bam’s hand glaring at Bam who was red as cherry breathing heavily. “Now I’ll have to punish you.”
Bam didn’t dare to move. His whole body was shivering, his cock was aching he was just a stroke or two away from reaching his orgasm and he got caught and judging by the look in Ville’s eyes he won’t get rid off the terrible and unbearable frustration soon.
“Get out,” Ville ordered and Bam obeyed as Ville turned off the water. He knew Bam won’t resist touching himself in the shower and that was exactly what Ville wanted him to do and pertly that was the reason why he had left him alone in the bathroom.
“Ville, pl-“
“Shut up!” Ville slapped Bam’s ass with towel and he chuckled when Bam yelped. “You were very, very bad boy Bam,” Ville said wrapping towel around Bam’s waist gazing at Bam who shuddered when Ville’s fingers lightly touched his wet skin. “And bad boys must be punished,” Ville went on tying black scarf over Bam’s eyes. Then he walked over to the door and turned to face Bam. “Come here,” he said smirking.
Bam couldn’t see a single thing. He wasn’t even sure what was he facing in the bathroom. He turned in the direction of Ville’s voice and started to make very insecure steps reaching out his hands. “Ville?” he said in a bit shaky voice.
“Here,” Ville said biting his lower lip and walking backwards. Bam looked very funny only in towel and with scarf over his eyes. Walking so insecurely and a bit afraid partly of the punishment that was awaiting him and partly cause he couldn’t see anything.
“C’mon, you dirty little boy,” Bam slowly turned right feeling his frustration growing slowly with every step he’d take.
“If you weren’t such so bad you wouldn’t have that scarf over your eyes,” Ville kept walking backwards. He grinned on his little lie. Scarf was part of his plan anyway but now he used it as an excuse.
“C’mon,” Bam now turned a bit left. Now he knew Ville is leading him in their room, which meant he’s just a few steps away from paying for his disobedience.
“Stop,” Ville grinned when Bam froze the very moment he opened his mouth. “Turn around.”
Bam let his hands down and turned his back to the direction Ville’s voice was coming from.
“Good boy,” Ville said walking over to Bam who grinned a bit.
“Still,” Bam could feel Ville’s hot breath on his face. He could sense Ville’s lips so goddamn close to his almost touching him. He could feel the warmth of Ville’s body so close to his and he shuddered.
“It doesn’t mean you’re forgiven for disobeying my order,” Ville said pushing Bam in his chest and he fell on the bed bouncing a little.
“Move,” Bam heard Ville commanding and Bam hoped he’s not doing anything wrong by pushing himself up more on the bed. “Enough,” and Bam stopped.
“Now, what should I do to you Bam?” Bam heard Ville moving around the room, and he heard some sound like Ville was opening some bag.
“I don’t know,” Bam said insecurely. He knew what Ville should do to him. He should stop being such unbearable tease, rip off the towel of Bam and his clothes and fuck him senselessly. But he also knew he’s not supposed to say that.
“What do you think you have deserved Bam?” he felt Ville taking him for his left hand and lifting it above his head. “What does a little slut like you deserve huh?” he felt something cold placed around his wrist and then he heard a clicking as cold metal captured his hand. Handcuffs? How the hell had he found handcuffs? Bam wondered hearing Ville walking around the bed.
“Cat ate your tongue bitch?” Ville said a little bit harsh and Bam stirred a little as he locked another handcuff around Bam’s right wrist then tied him for the headboard.
“Speak up bitch,” Bam felt Ville’s hand slapping his cheek and it wasn’t anything that Bam had expected.
“Please, don’t hurt me Ville,” Bam blabbed out in fear and he received another slap from Ville but a bit harder one this time.
“Little sluts like you aren’t allowed to call me by my name,” Ville leaned over Bam’s face. “For you, I’m master, bitch.,” Ville could sense fear rising in Bam’s mind which was obvious by the way his whole body was trebling. “ Understood?” he raised his voice.
“Y-Yes,” Bam stuttered and received another hit over his face.
“Yes, master.”
“Yyyess, m-master,” Bam was now officially scared and he didn’t register when had Ville moved to the bottom of the bed and all he knew right now was that his right ankle was tied and Ville was doing the same thing to his left leg.
“See how you can be a good bitch?” Bam felt his left leg being tugged a bit hard and he heard some sound for a brief second but it disappeared too quickly for Bam to distinguish it.
“Y-yes master,” Bam stutter again. It was strange how his mind was in a state of fear while his body reacted like it liked everything that was going on.
“Now,” Ville got on the bed and kneeled between Bam’s legs. “Let’s see…” he paused a little.
Bam felt something cold, but he was sure it’s not metal or anything like that. It trailed slowly from the waist where the towel was wrapped around his hips up towards his chest. “Have you been a good boy?” Bam felt the thing forced down in his skin a bit.
“Y-Yes,” he stuttered.
“Wrong answer,” Ville sharply said.
“Ouch,” Bam winced and jerk in pain when he felt something hit him on his right side, right above his hip. His skin burned a bit.
“Try again slut,” Ville said in cold voice.
“I was bad,” Bam felt the same thing lurking around the spot on his belly where he was sure his skin was turning shade of red.
“I was bad what?” and another swift movement through the air, Bam winced again and again his skin burned. Just this time it was on his left side.
Bam’s mind raced. What was Ville hitting him with? A whip? Really? And why the fuck his cock keeps jumping whenever Ville hits him when his mind isn’t really come to terms with it?
“I was bad Ville,” He blurted out and instantly another whip burned his skin.
“What have I told you how you can call me?” a cold voice and that whip again. Bam was dancing on the edge, his body shivering and his cock throbbing. He was desperate to get Ville touch him.
“Sorry. Master,” Bam breathed out as Ville kept drawing random patterns with his little whip over Bam’s torso, making Bam whimper in front of Ville’s eyes.
There was something in Bam’s voice when he was scared, that little almost unnoticeable trembling of his voice that would make Ville want to hear it over and over again. It was addictive for him as well as the feeling of being in control of his lover. Knowing how just mere words he’d say would make Bam’s cock jump under the towel and not only Bam’s. Ville was almost in the same situation as Bam.
Bam didn’t know what was worse real actual whips, Ville’s dirty mouth and cold, commanding tone or the top of that whip, sliding over his belly, up to his chest, brushing over his sensitive nipples that were so hard that it was hurting. Everything that was going on was just causing Bam’s body to shudder more and more until it got out of control. He needed to be touched. Badly. He didn’t even realize when have his yelps and whimpers turned into moans. He just found himself twitching and letting out little moans.
“You like that don’t you, you dirty little slut?” Ville asked crawling his whip up Bam’s tight as Bam’s moans were turning louder.
“Yess,” Bam gasped arching.
“Yes what?” Ville whipped Bam’s inner tight and received a first proper loud moan from Bam.
“Yes, master,” Bam was desperate, he knew there’s no use in trying to move his hands or legs but he kept moving them, tugging them which would only hurt him and that pain was driving him crazy.
“You are very bad boy,” Ville said pushing the whip over Bam’s tight and up to Bam’s hips where towel was holding on Bam’s body. “You know what I do to dirty, bad boys like you?”
“No, master,” Bam moaned bucking his hips very frustrated with whip drifting so close to his cock but never touching it.
“I fuck them hard,” Ville tugged open the towel and Bam threw his head backwards arching a bit. “I make them scream,” Ville pushed off towel completely of Bam. Bam’s cock was in full erection pulsing hard and just a look on it was making Ville wish to take him in his mouth and suck Bam off at once but he controlled himself, though he wasn’t sure how much longer he’ll remain like that.
“Yes, master,” Bam begged twitching violently. “Fuck me, master. Please make me scream,” he moaned loud as Ville played with his whip around Bam’s intense balls and over his hole.
“I’ll make you bleed slut,” Ville said slowly unzipping his pants sliding top of the whip in the crease of Bam’s ass.
“Yes, master,” Bam arched whimpering, rolling his eyes in the back of his head. This torture was too much for him he couldn’t stand it any more. He was lost in his loud moans. “Please master, fuck me, make me bleed, make me scream. I’m dirty master, punish me.”
Ville’s mind was dizzying. Bam was wild twitching and shaking, begging like never before, moaning and gasping, completely naked, tied up, helpless and desperate. He swung his hand and whipped Bam’s inner tight, “I’ll punish you bitch,” he said pushing his pants down.
“Yes master, punish me,” Bam was now beyond any control arching, bucking his hips and Ville kept whipping his tights but it was only pushing Bam farther over the edge. “Please master, I am bad, little bitch.”
“Teach me my lesson master,” Ville was rolling his eyes in the back of his head his mind dizzying for the image beneath him. “I am dirty master, please fuck me, suck me, make me bleed,” Bam didn’t even know what he was saying, no he was shouting crying out loud as Ville finally managed to push his pants and his boxers down and get rid of it.
“Make me scream master,” Bam said feeling Ville’s grip on his hips. “Yes, master, fuck me, fuck me hard,” he felt tip of Ville’s cock brushing over his hole. It will hurt, he knew it will, he wasn’t prepared but fuck that. He NEEDED Ville’s cock deep inside. He wanted it shoved so deep that he could feel it in his throat.
“You dirty bitch,” Ville said coldly pushing his cock in Bam. Electricity shot through his body hard when Bam winced in pain throwing his had back hard on the pillow gasping.
“Yesss,” Bam moaned in pain. It hurt bad but he couldn’t help but bit his lip in pleasure he got from that pain.
“Fuck you’re so tight bitch,” Ville said pushing his whole length inside. His face contorting in pain as Bam arched under him.
“Oh, yea, master, fuck me, fuck me hard,” Bam moaned as Ville was pulling himself out. “Fuck me… master… Punish me.”
“I want to hear you scream bitch,” Ville slammed back in Bam and they both moaned when he hit Bam’s spot.
“Yesss!” Bam pushed himself down to Ville as much as he could.
“I want to hear you beg slut,” he said pulling out again then he slammed back hard hitting that spot again. Fuck, it felt so good. He slammed it again throwing his head back Bam’s moans getting louder and louder. “You are so dirty,” he slammed again Bam shuddering in his hands.
“I am dirty, master,” Bam moaned arching, Ville’s grip tightening on his hips so hard he knew there’ll be some bruises.
“You’re bad,” Ville said speeding up the pace of his thrust. “You’re bad, fuck,” he rolled his eyes in back of his head hitting that spot deep inside of Bam.
“Yes, master,” Bam moaned shuddering, sensation running through his body so hard, so fast it never felt so good like this before. “Fuck, me hard, fuck me fast.”
“Fuck, you little bitch,” Ville rocked his hips faster and faster gripping Bam harder for his hips. He was already panting sweating hard, that soft spot in Bam driving him crazy that he wanted to crush it.
“Oh, yes, faster,” Bam moaned breathing heavily, feeling his so close to reaching his climax. “Fuck me…”
“Shit… bitch…” Ville bit his lip. “I’m gonna… come…” saying this he bowed his head and grabbed Bam’s cock in his hand.
“Oh, yeah…” Bam groaned throwing his head back, arching and thrusting his dick more in Ville’s hand that was moving so fucking fast as Ville’s hips.
“Come for me bitch,” Ville moaned feeling Bam’s precome leaking on his hand. His muscles tensing up as he slammed hard deep inside Bam.
“Fuuuck… Villeee!” Bam screamed shooting out his seed over Ville’s hand.
Ville let go of Bam’s cock and gripped him hard for his hips digging his nails in Bam’s flesh. His body cramped, “Aaah…” he hit the spot again, “Fuuuuuuck….” filling Bam completely with his come.
Panting, he collapsed exhausted on Bam’s sweat body, their hearts beating hard as they were riding out the best orgasm of their life.
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Ok this was my first attempt to write dominatrix so don't kill me if I had fucked it up completely. Just tell me to fuck off and stick to regular smut.
links to other chapters:
chapters 1- 50: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1218904.html
chapter 51: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1223719.html
chapter 52: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1228469.html
chapter 53: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1229436.html
chapter 54: http://www.livejournal.com/community/__vam/1253886.html
Chapter 55
Bam arrived in the hotel very quickly. Well at least it seemed to him like that. But all the way there he kept wondering why did Ville send him alone to the hotel and why he stay in the town? He knew he has no reason to be jealous and he thought that Ville probably wants to surprise him with something but with what? Bam never said he wants or needs anything. Besides, couldn’t he leave shopping for tomorrow? He was very impatient and he kept glancing at the clock but as it always is in times like this minutes seemed like ages.
First he paced up and down the living room, few times he even went to the doors and looked down the hall expecting to see Ville but he didn’t appear. Some ten minutes later he plopped himself down on the couch and turned TV on. He wasn’t interested in anything but Ville to show up so out of pure boredom he went switching channels on and on.
After what seemed like an eternity the door finally opened and Ville showed up. Bam got off the bed and started to walk to him and he frowned a little when he realized Ville had nothing in his hands.
“Where were…” Bam was cut off with Ville’s lips hardly pressed on his. Ville took him around his waist and held him tight pushing his lips apart demanding an entrance. Bam opened his lips and Ville slid his tongue deep inside kissing him very passionately and pushing Bam to walk backwards. Bam was trying to pull back from kiss but Ville didn’t let him go. Every time Bam would try to break the kiss Ville would only tighten his grip and deepen his kiss.
Ville forced Bam to walk backwards towards the bathroom. He kept his eyes opened to make sure they don’t hit the wall or miss the door. Bam finally gave up trying to free himself when they reached the door. Ville opened them and made Bam take a few more steps back then he stopped them.
Bam felt Ville loosening his grip around his waist and his hands took him for his shirt and pushed it up. He lifted his arms up and Ville finally broke the kiss pulling Bam’s shirt off as Bam was trying to catch his breath.
Ville gazed at Bam with his lust-darken green eyes, grinning a little playfully. Bam stared at him a bit red in cheeks, lips lightly swollen and partly ajar as Ville’s fingers found Bam’s pants.
“Ville…”
“Shut up,” Ville cut him off unzipping his pants. “You are going to do exactly what I say. Without any questions,” he said in a voice that was actually more like ordering Bam what to do as he pushed Bam’s pants together with his boxers down eyes fixed on Bam’s. “Understood?”
“Yeah” Bam nodded and Ville grinned. “But will you...”
“Shut up,” Ville slapped his butt and cut him off.
“Ville!” Bam protested but only to receive another slap just a bit harder this time.
“I think I said no questions,” Ville said slowly emphasizing every word looking Bam straight in the eyes and slowly leaning closer to him. “Right?”
Bam quickly nodded realizing he’d better keep his mouth shut judging by the look that Ville was giving him.
“Good,” Ville said moving his lips to Bam’s ear, grinning on light shivering of Bam’s skin. “I wouldn’t like to be more rough with you than necessary,” he almost whispered.
Bam closed his eyes, swallowing hard on Ville’s words. Ville’s warm breath touching his skin caused his cock to jump and he knew Ville smirked noticing his reaction.
“Now,” Ville said pulling away from Bam. “You’re going to take a nice cold shower,” he said slowly walking around Bam stopping behind his back. He leaned to Bam’s ear again, “And no jacking off in the shower.”
Bam nodded feeling goose bumps covering his skin.
“Good boy,” Ville whispered placing his hand gently on Bam’s ass and squeezed Bam’s cheek a bit.
Bam whimpered on Ville’s action and Ville grinned.
“Now,” Ville let go of Bam’s ass and bit his lower lip.
“Go,” Bam yelped when Ville slapped him again and his eyes fluttered open. He didn’t wait for Ville to say or do anything else and he stepped into the shower and turned the faucets on. He looked at Ville who stood in the middle of the bathroom fully clothed and without any intention to join Bam.
“I’ll be right back,” Ville said smirking and left Bam alone.
Bam was confused. It was obvious that Ville was playing some game with him and he was rather enjoying torturing Bam but Bam wondered what is Ville planning to do next. Though the water was a bit colder it didn’t help Bam to cool off at all especially because Ville had tickled his imagination with his behaviour. And those slaps, God… he liked them… a lot. Actually he liked Ville being dominate. He liked him like that very much. What he liked most was that look in Ville’s eyes. His eyes would turn dark, very dark and he doesn’t have to say anything, but anything at all to make Bam do whatever he’s asked for. His lips would move so sensually which would always cause Bam to imagine them wrapped around his length. And his voice… his voice would turn deeper and he’d speak slow making little pauses between each word speaking so seductively that it would make Bam wish to pin him down to the ground and ride him off as fast as possible.
All that thinking and wondering about what is going to happen next only made Bam’s situation worse than it was when Ville had left him. Water had no effect on calming his body or his thoughts and he was very tempted to take his hard cock in his hand and release himself of the tension. He looked towards the door, which Ville left open, and he slowly moved his hand towards his crotch peering into hall. He didn’t want Ville to caught him disobeying his orders. He wouldn’t mind being punish with some rough sex in fact if he’d know that would make Ville being more naughty he’d jerk himself off right away but he was afraid Ville’s punishment might be sex restriction and that’s something Bam wouldn’t want to happen. Ever. Especially not now.
He kept his eyes fixed on the hall and since he couldn’t hear or see Ville he wrapped his hand around his shaft and started to slowly stroke it. He let out a low moan then he bit his lip so to prevent himself from making more sounds speeding up the movement of his hand. It felt good and now he just wanted to finish himself off as soon as possible. He got caught in the moment and averted his eyes from the door, actually he closed his eyes and backed his head clenching his teeth thinking only of making just a few more strokes and he’ll be completely relaxed. His balls stiffened as he leaned on the tiles stroking himself faster and faster… so close… so close… almost there…
“Bam!” Ville’s shout snapped him out of his haze and he swiftly turned his head and met Ville’s dark eyes.
“I think I said no jacking off in the shower, huh?” Ville slapped Bam’s hand glaring at Bam who was red as cherry breathing heavily. “Now I’ll have to punish you.”
Bam didn’t dare to move. His whole body was shivering, his cock was aching he was just a stroke or two away from reaching his orgasm and he got caught and judging by the look in Ville’s eyes he won’t get rid off the terrible and unbearable frustration soon.
“Get out,” Ville ordered and Bam obeyed as Ville turned off the water. He knew Bam won’t resist touching himself in the shower and that was exactly what Ville wanted him to do and pertly that was the reason why he had left him alone in the bathroom.
“Ville, pl-“
“Shut up!” Ville slapped Bam’s ass with towel and he chuckled when Bam yelped. “You were very, very bad boy Bam,” Ville said wrapping towel around Bam’s waist gazing at Bam who shuddered when Ville’s fingers lightly touched his wet skin. “And bad boys must be punished,” Ville went on tying black scarf over Bam’s eyes. Then he walked over to the door and turned to face Bam. “Come here,” he said smirking.
Bam couldn’t see a single thing. He wasn’t even sure what was he facing in the bathroom. He turned in the direction of Ville’s voice and started to make very insecure steps reaching out his hands. “Ville?” he said in a bit shaky voice.
“Here,” Ville said biting his lower lip and walking backwards. Bam looked very funny only in towel and with scarf over his eyes. Walking so insecurely and a bit afraid partly of the punishment that was awaiting him and partly cause he couldn’t see anything.
“C’mon, you dirty little boy,” Bam slowly turned right feeling his frustration growing slowly with every step he’d take.
“If you weren’t such so bad you wouldn’t have that scarf over your eyes,” Ville kept walking backwards. He grinned on his little lie. Scarf was part of his plan anyway but now he used it as an excuse.
“C’mon,” Bam now turned a bit left. Now he knew Ville is leading him in their room, which meant he’s just a few steps away from paying for his disobedience.
“Stop,” Ville grinned when Bam froze the very moment he opened his mouth. “Turn around.”
Bam let his hands down and turned his back to the direction Ville’s voice was coming from.
“Good boy,” Ville said walking over to Bam who grinned a bit.
“Still,” Bam could feel Ville’s hot breath on his face. He could sense Ville’s lips so goddamn close to his almost touching him. He could feel the warmth of Ville’s body so close to his and he shuddered.
“It doesn’t mean you’re forgiven for disobeying my order,” Ville said pushing Bam in his chest and he fell on the bed bouncing a little.
“Move,” Bam heard Ville commanding and Bam hoped he’s not doing anything wrong by pushing himself up more on the bed. “Enough,” and Bam stopped.
“Now, what should I do to you Bam?” Bam heard Ville moving around the room, and he heard some sound like Ville was opening some bag.
“I don’t know,” Bam said insecurely. He knew what Ville should do to him. He should stop being such unbearable tease, rip off the towel of Bam and his clothes and fuck him senselessly. But he also knew he’s not supposed to say that.
“What do you think you have deserved Bam?” he felt Ville taking him for his left hand and lifting it above his head. “What does a little slut like you deserve huh?” he felt something cold placed around his wrist and then he heard a clicking as cold metal captured his hand. Handcuffs? How the hell had he found handcuffs? Bam wondered hearing Ville walking around the bed.
“Cat ate your tongue bitch?” Ville said a little bit harsh and Bam stirred a little as he locked another handcuff around Bam’s right wrist then tied him for the headboard.
“Speak up bitch,” Bam felt Ville’s hand slapping his cheek and it wasn’t anything that Bam had expected.
“Please, don’t hurt me Ville,” Bam blabbed out in fear and he received another slap from Ville but a bit harder one this time.
“Little sluts like you aren’t allowed to call me by my name,” Ville leaned over Bam’s face. “For you, I’m master, bitch.,” Ville could sense fear rising in Bam’s mind which was obvious by the way his whole body was trebling. “ Understood?” he raised his voice.
“Y-Yes,” Bam stuttered and received another hit over his face.
“Yes, master.”
“Yyyess, m-master,” Bam was now officially scared and he didn’t register when had Ville moved to the bottom of the bed and all he knew right now was that his right ankle was tied and Ville was doing the same thing to his left leg.
“See how you can be a good bitch?” Bam felt his left leg being tugged a bit hard and he heard some sound for a brief second but it disappeared too quickly for Bam to distinguish it.
“Y-yes master,” Bam stutter again. It was strange how his mind was in a state of fear while his body reacted like it liked everything that was going on.
“Now,” Ville got on the bed and kneeled between Bam’s legs. “Let’s see…” he paused a little.
Bam felt something cold, but he was sure it’s not metal or anything like that. It trailed slowly from the waist where the towel was wrapped around his hips up towards his chest. “Have you been a good boy?” Bam felt the thing forced down in his skin a bit.
“Y-Yes,” he stuttered.
“Wrong answer,” Ville sharply said.
“Ouch,” Bam winced and jerk in pain when he felt something hit him on his right side, right above his hip. His skin burned a bit.
“Try again slut,” Ville said in cold voice.
“I was bad,” Bam felt the same thing lurking around the spot on his belly where he was sure his skin was turning shade of red.
“I was bad what?” and another swift movement through the air, Bam winced again and again his skin burned. Just this time it was on his left side.
Bam’s mind raced. What was Ville hitting him with? A whip? Really? And why the fuck his cock keeps jumping whenever Ville hits him when his mind isn’t really come to terms with it?
“I was bad Ville,” He blurted out and instantly another whip burned his skin.
“What have I told you how you can call me?” a cold voice and that whip again. Bam was dancing on the edge, his body shivering and his cock throbbing. He was desperate to get Ville touch him.
“Sorry. Master,” Bam breathed out as Ville kept drawing random patterns with his little whip over Bam’s torso, making Bam whimper in front of Ville’s eyes.
There was something in Bam’s voice when he was scared, that little almost unnoticeable trembling of his voice that would make Ville want to hear it over and over again. It was addictive for him as well as the feeling of being in control of his lover. Knowing how just mere words he’d say would make Bam’s cock jump under the towel and not only Bam’s. Ville was almost in the same situation as Bam.
Bam didn’t know what was worse real actual whips, Ville’s dirty mouth and cold, commanding tone or the top of that whip, sliding over his belly, up to his chest, brushing over his sensitive nipples that were so hard that it was hurting. Everything that was going on was just causing Bam’s body to shudder more and more until it got out of control. He needed to be touched. Badly. He didn’t even realize when have his yelps and whimpers turned into moans. He just found himself twitching and letting out little moans.
“You like that don’t you, you dirty little slut?” Ville asked crawling his whip up Bam’s tight as Bam’s moans were turning louder.
“Yess,” Bam gasped arching.
“Yes what?” Ville whipped Bam’s inner tight and received a first proper loud moan from Bam.
“Yes, master,” Bam was desperate, he knew there’s no use in trying to move his hands or legs but he kept moving them, tugging them which would only hurt him and that pain was driving him crazy.
“You are very bad boy,” Ville said pushing the whip over Bam’s tight and up to Bam’s hips where towel was holding on Bam’s body. “You know what I do to dirty, bad boys like you?”
“No, master,” Bam moaned bucking his hips very frustrated with whip drifting so close to his cock but never touching it.
“I fuck them hard,” Ville tugged open the towel and Bam threw his head backwards arching a bit. “I make them scream,” Ville pushed off towel completely of Bam. Bam’s cock was in full erection pulsing hard and just a look on it was making Ville wish to take him in his mouth and suck Bam off at once but he controlled himself, though he wasn’t sure how much longer he’ll remain like that.
“Yes, master,” Bam begged twitching violently. “Fuck me, master. Please make me scream,” he moaned loud as Ville played with his whip around Bam’s intense balls and over his hole.
“I’ll make you bleed slut,” Ville said slowly unzipping his pants sliding top of the whip in the crease of Bam’s ass.
“Yes, master,” Bam arched whimpering, rolling his eyes in the back of his head. This torture was too much for him he couldn’t stand it any more. He was lost in his loud moans. “Please master, fuck me, make me bleed, make me scream. I’m dirty master, punish me.”
Ville’s mind was dizzying. Bam was wild twitching and shaking, begging like never before, moaning and gasping, completely naked, tied up, helpless and desperate. He swung his hand and whipped Bam’s inner tight, “I’ll punish you bitch,” he said pushing his pants down.
“Yes master, punish me,” Bam was now beyond any control arching, bucking his hips and Ville kept whipping his tights but it was only pushing Bam farther over the edge. “Please master, I am bad, little bitch.”
“Teach me my lesson master,” Ville was rolling his eyes in the back of his head his mind dizzying for the image beneath him. “I am dirty master, please fuck me, suck me, make me bleed,” Bam didn’t even know what he was saying, no he was shouting crying out loud as Ville finally managed to push his pants and his boxers down and get rid of it.
“Make me scream master,” Bam said feeling Ville’s grip on his hips. “Yes, master, fuck me, fuck me hard,” he felt tip of Ville’s cock brushing over his hole. It will hurt, he knew it will, he wasn’t prepared but fuck that. He NEEDED Ville’s cock deep inside. He wanted it shoved so deep that he could feel it in his throat.
“You dirty bitch,” Ville said coldly pushing his cock in Bam. Electricity shot through his body hard when Bam winced in pain throwing his had back hard on the pillow gasping.
“Yesss,” Bam moaned in pain. It hurt bad but he couldn’t help but bit his lip in pleasure he got from that pain.
“Fuck you’re so tight bitch,” Ville said pushing his whole length inside. His face contorting in pain as Bam arched under him.
“Oh, yea, master, fuck me, fuck me hard,” Bam moaned as Ville was pulling himself out. “Fuck me… master… Punish me.”
“I want to hear you scream bitch,” Ville slammed back in Bam and they both moaned when he hit Bam’s spot.
“Yesss!” Bam pushed himself down to Ville as much as he could.
“I want to hear you beg slut,” he said pulling out again then he slammed back hard hitting that spot again. Fuck, it felt so good. He slammed it again throwing his head back Bam’s moans getting louder and louder. “You are so dirty,” he slammed again Bam shuddering in his hands.
“I am dirty, master,” Bam moaned arching, Ville’s grip tightening on his hips so hard he knew there’ll be some bruises.
“You’re bad,” Ville said speeding up the pace of his thrust. “You’re bad, fuck,” he rolled his eyes in back of his head hitting that spot deep inside of Bam.
“Yes, master,” Bam moaned shuddering, sensation running through his body so hard, so fast it never felt so good like this before. “Fuck, me hard, fuck me fast.”
“Fuck, you little bitch,” Ville rocked his hips faster and faster gripping Bam harder for his hips. He was already panting sweating hard, that soft spot in Bam driving him crazy that he wanted to crush it.
“Oh, yes, faster,” Bam moaned breathing heavily, feeling his so close to reaching his climax. “Fuck me…”
“Shit… bitch…” Ville bit his lip. “I’m gonna… come…” saying this he bowed his head and grabbed Bam’s cock in his hand.
“Oh, yeah…” Bam groaned throwing his head back, arching and thrusting his dick more in Ville’s hand that was moving so fucking fast as Ville’s hips.
“Come for me bitch,” Ville moaned feeling Bam’s precome leaking on his hand. His muscles tensing up as he slammed hard deep inside Bam.
“Fuuuck… Villeee!” Bam screamed shooting out his seed over Ville’s hand.
Ville let go of Bam’s cock and gripped him hard for his hips digging his nails in Bam’s flesh. His body cramped, “Aaah…” he hit the spot again, “Fuuuuuuck….” filling Bam completely with his come.
Panting, he collapsed exhausted on Bam’s sweat body, their hearts beating hard as they were riding out the best orgasm of their life.
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Ok this was my first attempt to write dominatrix so don't kill me if I had fucked it up completely. Just tell me to fuck off and stick to regular smut.