Kink Bingo_Masters/slaves/Doms/subs Part 1
Title: Control
Chapter: 1/3 [Oneshot]
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tora x Yuki [ex-Lolita23q], Yuki x OMC, mild Tora x OFC [yup, warming up my spot in fanfic hell]
Genre: PWP
Warnings: male x male, non explicit male x female, BDSM, D/s relationships, humiliation, bondage, flogging, toy-play, exhibitionism, voyeurism, public sex, mentions of polyamory, foul language, adult themes.
Summary: Tora decides to treat his favourite pet to some good old fun in a private play party. Little does Yuki know that he's about to get a good deep look into Tora's past.
Commentary: Okay, so this piece is monstrous (12500 words give or take, yikes), and very very kinky, I had to chop it up in three pieces. It took forever to edit and I now have a solid headache XD So I brought out the threesome-verse!Tora for my "Masters/slaves/Doms/subs" Kink Bingo square, and of course it seemed like the optimal choice considering my threesome verse is the kinkiest of them all. I'm also bringing back my darling Yuki as his obedient slave-boy in this (Yuki is the hotter than hell ex-guitarist of the disbanding-this-month band Lolita23q, and he's like Saga's gothy twin brother. Gorgeous.) since he made such a hit when I introduced him in my threesome verse via my valentine's day offering this year. You can go ahead and read it here if you missed it out. Its also very kinky XD So this was…interesting to write. Interesting because I have quite the heavy background in BDSM and I will say right away that I have been to parties like the one described. It was quite something to try to put all of that in coherent words. I hope you guys will enjoy it, and that it will give some insight on what I personally think BDSM and D/s relationships are all about. Also, you might have noticed that there is an ofc in there again, so I will say this: YOLO. Although I will point out that the het scenes aren't particularly explicit, its pretty much just kissing, but I'm warning y'all anyway ;) Without further ado, please enjoy this piece of kinky fun…
***
Yuki had felt a thrill of excitement at seeing Tora's number appear on his phone's screen.
That kind of excited, fluttery feeling one has before jumping off the deep end of a pool. Only Tora could do this to him. It had been a good month since their last encounter, and then it had been more about Tora comforting him over the fact that his band was disbanding. Tora had been sweet and understanding, giving him blissful release and then the safety of his arms, of his tender words. He could be a harsh master, and Yuki loved him for it, for guessing his every twisted desires and executing them perfectly, but he could also be a tender, caring lover, a confident, and a friend. But today, he was in the mood for some sharper pleasures, and he'd been hoping and aching for his handsome master to make use of him. The call had been brief, his master enquiring if he was free that night and the next day, and upon hearing that yes he was free, and yes, he would very much like to see him, Tora had chuckled and left him with words that had made his stomach coil and burn in delicious knots.
I have some surprises for you my pet. Surprises I am sure you will love very much.
His night was looking very promising indeed.
***
He'd showered, done his makeup and styled his hair as his master had required, curious at the request but obeying unquestioning.
Tora arrived to Yuki's apartment at ten sharp, like he said he would, letting himself in using his spare key, carrying a black garment bag draped over his arm, a small box balanced on top.
And he was looking gorgeous.
Tora was always gorgeous, wether in stage clothes entertaining the crowd, in a fashionably styled photoshoot, or peacefully asleep in bed beside him, naked and wild haired and sated. But Yuki definitely had a thing for him in an impeccably tailored suit. Which he was currently wearing. A slim fitted black suit, neatly tucked in black button down with the top tastefully undone, baring a smooth expanse of pale throat and chest, polished leather shoes, subtle makeup and elegantly tousled hair.
A sight for sore eyes. And from the look of it, and the request for his makeup and hair to be done, they were expected somewhere. Somewhere classy.
Tora walked in with a soft smile, letting the door shut behind him and made his way over to the living room where Yuki was sitting down with his guitar, draping the bag and the box on an armchair before taking a seat beside him, leaning over to kiss his temple playfully. Not yet in master mode yet then, otherwise he would've already been punished at his lack of respect when he'd arrived. He gauged his lover well, that smile had been too sweet.
"Hey baby," he whispered, letting Tora's fingers tilt his head back for a real kiss, slow and soft on his lips.
It lasted a few minutes, quiet and soft kisses, caressing hands, their own way of getting reacquainted with each other after a month apart, until they parted with matching sighs.
"Hmm…I missed your lips babe…" Tora purred against his mouth, "I've been so busy…"
"Its okay, you're a busy man, I know that." he replied, just as softly, carefully moving stray strands of raven hair from grey-amber eyes he'd missed getting lost in, "How are your boys?"
Tora smiled then, unfolding from the couch, offering Yuki a hand up, rather gallantly.
"Pretty good, we are all tired because of tour prep but its been good. We had Saga's birthday not too long ago…"
"Was it fun? You told me you and Shou had pretty grand plans."
Tora chuckled at that, guiding Yuki to the bedroom, picking up the garment bag with his free hand.
"It was amazing. We bought him a puppy, this adorable shiba inu baby girl called Mika. She's the cutest spoiled princess ever, Chickin is jealous…Oh and we had a six-people orgy with three of our sempai, and we all had our way with him…"
Yuki actually gasped and stumbled slightly at the revelation, shocked, and definitely envious of the slender bassist that looked so much like him, making Tora chuckle louder.
"Saga is a lucky man. You guys…you guys are so kinky, imagine if your fans knew."
"They would be pretty shocked for sure."
The idea seemed to amuse Tora very much.
They entered Yuki's bedroom, a nice wide space done in subtle shades of creamy white and dove-grey, an interesting contrast to the intricate system of rings and chains and pulleys hooked to the ceiling. He liked bondage, a lot, and had installed a permanent system in the privacy of his own bedroom for his personal play. Even Tora had been impressed at the intricacy and the quality of his equipment, and then promptly had made use of it in deliciously expert ways. They really were a good match, and after six months of one on one dates, and the occasional foursome with Tora's two equally delicious boyfriends, their chemistry was stronger than ever.
"I brought you a little something to wear tonight, we have a fancy little private soirée to attend to."
That was interesting indeed.
"What kind of soirée?" Yuki asked, shrugging out of his tee, mindful not to disturb the artfully curled disarray of his long black hair.
Tora smirked as he carefully laid the garment bag on the wide expanse of the white bed, unzipping it.
"That's bit of a surprise…a very, very good friend of mind is hosting it, and she gracefully extended the invitation to the both of us. I'm sure you will like it my dear."
There had been an interesting emphasis put on the way he talked about the friend in question, something that hinted at more that mere friendship, but Yuki knew not to prod. He would find out in time. He shrugged off the sweatpants as well, standing there in his tight, black boxer-briefs, the really short ones that showed off his ass and he very well knew Tora liked, smirking at his lover's sideways predatory glance. And then chuckling when Tora turned to him and pulled him close, tight to his strong chest with both hands splayed on the firm curve of his ass, giving it a healthy squeeze as he leaned over to touch his earlobe with his mouth.
"You little minx…Giving me a show like that. You're playing with fire." Tora purred in his ear, predatory, sending Yuki's insides boiling with want.
It really had been a while. And he craved, ached for this tall, dark and handsome man to reduce him to a pleading, whimpering mess.
"You know I love being burned." he replied, breathless when Tora's teeth closed on the lobe of his ear, tugging at the silver earrings piercing his flesh.
"Hmm…You mouthy little brat. As much I would love taming your insolence right now, we have places to be. And we wouldn't want to mess that gorgeous hair and makeup, don't we? Not yet…Let's get you dressed."
Tora gave him another squeeze before pulling away, reaching into the bag and pulling out an exquisite pair of skinny fitted, lush black leather trousers, handing them to him with a pleased smile. The leather was buttery and smooth, thin yet strong, gorgeous quality, and molded his legs like a second skin as he pulled them on slowly, luxuriating in the caress of leather against his skin. Those screamed expensive and custom made. He remembered when Tora had measured him the month before, for what he thought was some bondage gear.
"Those are…gorgeous. Wow. I thought you were measuring me for custom restraints last time…"
Tora smirked, admiring the way the leather fit him like a second skin, looking extremely pleased.
"I was. I just took the liberty to have a few other things made for my favourite pet. Things you will like I hope, since we aren't done."
Tora reached in the bag again and pulled out a filmy, delicate, translucent black silk shirt. It was a simple design, a plain button down, but the fastenings were exquisite silver, finely crafted, and of course, it fit the perfect amount of loose on his delicate frame, falling in smooth, calculated drapes, teasingly see-through in the dim light. Exquisite. He admired his reflection in the full-length mirror and had to admit that the simple outfit was gorgeous, and that it fit his dark, tenebrous style perfectly. His lover's excellent taste at work of course. Tora came to stand beside him looking more than pleased, sliding an arm around his waist.
"Do you like?"
"Oh yes…yes its perfect. I look like a young vampire prince."
Tora chuckled at that, leaning down to kiss his temple.
"Of course. My young prince…a fitting mate to an elder like me don't you think?" he teased, pulling him by the waist back out of the room, "But we aren't done yet, there's another present for you."
That large black velvet box still lay on the armchair. Tora picked it up and brought it over to the entrance hall, putting it down on the side table before picking out a pair of boots for Yuki to wear, looking on as he slid into them and fastened the buckles. The contents of the box were making him rather curious. Tora brought him close again when he was done with the boots, one arm around his waist, the other tilting his head up for a sweet kiss. This was the part of the date that they went through every time they saw each other, no matter that they had been together half a year. Sometimes it was done over the phone before Tora showed up, but tonight they would be doing it face to face, the ritual heavy with meaning as it was the first time Tora was taking him to a private event. They'd been to clubs that catered to their sharp tastes, in the company of other dominants and submissives, but this was a first.
"Will it please you to be mine tonight, to submit to me?"
"Yes."
"Are there things that you would like to avoid doing specifically for this time?"
Yuki gave it some thought. It had been a long time since their last encounter in their dominant and submissive roles, but there was nothing that he could think of that he would be uncomfortable doing that night specifically, so he nodded negatively.
"The usual agreement still stands. My safe-word hasn't changed either."
Tora smiled then, softly, caressing Yuki's jaw tenderly.
"Good. Now open your present."
Tora turned him towards the box, gesturing for him to open it. He let his fingers trail on the black velvet, a touch hesitant before prying the lid open softly.
His breath caught in his throat when he saw the contents of the box, heart racing.
In the box was a collar.
A thick, black leather collar, with shiny silver hardware, encrusted with rows upon rows of tiny black crystals, shining with a dark fire as he cautiously lifted it out of its velvet enclosure. He'd seen the same in a specialized bondage shop they had checked out together, with clear crystals, and hadn't dared express his desire for it, especially not after seeing the price tag. But this was even better, black crystals to match his pale complexion and dark eyes. Once again, this screamed pricey custom made.
"Its sturdy tack leather, and I had it lined with soft deerskin. Do you like it?"
He moistened his lips nervously, so eager to put it on yet feeling like he was just being spoiled to hell.
"I…I love it. But, but you're spoiling me way too much! I don't deserve all this…"
Tora nodded, chuckling, gently picking up the heavy collar from his hands.
"It pleases me to spoil you, and it pleases me even more to see you adorned with things I had made just for you. Turn around."
Yuki obeyed, lifting the curled mass of his hair out of the way as Tora fitted him with the heavy collar, nearly moaning when the weight of it settled around his throat. It felt so good to be owned, especially via such elegant means. The heavy collar was a perfect fit, nice and thick, spanning a wide band of his throat in gorgeous, glittery black. He let his hair fall back, turned to his lover, and Tora hummed in appreciation at the sight of the heavy mark of his ownership around his slender neck.
"Gorgeous. The jet crystal matches your eyes perfectly…" he murmured appreciatively, pulling out the matching leash from the bottom of the box, a large curb-linked chain with a jewelled clasp, fitting it to the ring in the back of the collar.
Yuki dropped to his knees then. The leash meant he was relinquishing all control, and he welcomed his instinct to submit with a relieved sigh. He needed this, needed to let go of all control and let Tora take the reigns, literally. He looked up to his lover, master, with heavy lidded eyes, gaze meeting a flare of amber as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth against Tora's free hand, sucking at his knuckles, the gesture exciting him enough to have his cock throbbing between his thighs.
"Thank you master, for spoiling me so much…" he murmured, meekly, nuzzling at his wrist, letting out a little contrived sound of pleasure when Tora's hand settled in his hair, tugging gently.
"What a good boy you are…Save your strength my pet, you can thank me later. Come."
He gave a little tug on the chain leash, Yuki unfolding from the floor, graceful despite the erection that had started weighing between his thighs.
"The car is waiting."
***
It was a relatively short drive from his apartment to their destination, the chauffeured sedan weaving through the night-time traffic.
He had been a little surprised at the nondescript car and the chauffeur to be honest, Tora usually drove his own car if they were going anywhere. He didn't mind the luxury as he crawled in the back on the cushy leather, quickly finding himself leaning comfortably against Tora's side, his master's palm caressing his slender thigh, warmth seeping through the thin leather. He didn't ask questions, only relished in the heavy feeling of the collar around his throat, Tora's hand caressing him, with that inherent possessiveness that came with holding the end of the leash.
They entered a high-rise building's underground parking lot, the car stopping right in front of what looked like a private elevator. Yuki was instantly reminded of Tora's own luxurious apartment building, the apartment he shared with Shou and Saga. He'd been impressed at the sheer luxury of it, and when he'd asked Tora how the hell they had even afforded that nice of a place, Tora had snorted and muttered something about ten years of savings and maybe selling their souls to the devil. This building was clearly similar, and true enough, after they had extricated themselves from the car's backseat, Tora pulled a keycard from his jacket pocket and keyed them both in the mirrored, luxurious confines of the elevator. And they went up, and up. Probably to a penthouse apartment.
"You remember the rules when in the company of other dominants?"
It was a customary question, one Tora always asked as a test of obedience.
"I am not permitted to look at them in the eye, I will only obey my master's commands and will only speak if my master demands it."
Tora caressed his cheek approvingly, soft fingers, and Yuki wanted to turn his head and kiss that palm, suck on those fingers but refrained.
"Good boy…At any time tonight, if you wish for us to stop whatever we are doing, if you feel any discomfort, use your safeword and we will leave immediately, no questions asked, okay?"
"Yes master, I will not hesitate."
Tora smirked then, a little quirk of his lips.
"If you behave, when we get back home, I will use the ropes. Would you like that?"
The ropes. Yuki's favourite way to get bound, all intricate, clever knots, the textured rope digging in tender flesh. Tora always knew just how to create the perfect constraining prisons for him, incredibly creative with it. They seldom had the occasion, it was a time consuming endeavour and for it to be worthwhile they needed a whole night. And a whole night they had. He held back a needy gasp.
"Yes master, I would love it very much."
"That's my boy…Oh, were here."
The elevator lurched to a halt and the doors opened on a dimly lit entrance hall where a very handsome man in a dark suit stood beside thick velvet drapes that muffled sounds and light. A tall man with broad shoulders, a muscular build, there was no mistaking the serious pose, he was clearly there for security purposes. Tora gave a little tug on the leash and they moved forward as he pulled out an invitation card, the man at the door clearly recognizing him, acknowledging him with a bow and a welcoming smile. The invitation was thick black cardstock engraved with gold, expensive and elegant, and he presented it to the security man, who barely even studied it for half a second before folding in a graceful bow. Low enough for Yuki to see that the man was also wearing a collar underneath his shirt.
Another submissive. This was getting very interesting.
"My mistress awaits you sir, please, be welcome." the man uttered, polite and meek, despite the fact that he looked like he could easily give any thug a good beating, parting the curtain to let them both in.
"Its good to see you Takeo." Tora replied, low voice smooth as silk.
He acknowledged him with a familiar pat on the shoulder and moved past the opening, softly tugging Yuki behind him. A dominant did not bow to a submissive, etiquette suspended for the night. The man could have been the wealthy CEO of a company, it didn't matter when one relinquished all control in favour of the intricate game of dominance and submission. They slipped past the curtain into an apartment. A very luxurious, huge, flatteringly lit room where pleasant chamber music was being played by a string quartet in an alcove, cream walls and leather furniture, mirrors galore, and very elegant people milling about, drinking champagne and chatting in subdued voices. Not that he was surprised, but there were quite a few leashed pretty young things as well.
A beautiful, tall woman stood in the middle of the room, chatting animately with one of the guests, wearing a long column of black velvet that molded her every curve like a second skin, her dark hair pulled up in an artfully curled updo. An older woman he gauged, from the faint laugh-lines at the corner of her hazel eyes, a woman with all the graceful elegance of a queen, commanding respect, but the perfect figure and posture of a much younger girl. Her eyes glittered with pleasure when they landed on them, her glossed mouth twisting in a girlish smile as she interrupted her discussion with a lifted hand, making her way over to them with graceful yet eager steps.
"Tora! You came…"
Her voice was a smooth contralto, silky soft and breathy, but with an easily discernible hint of command beyond. That voice could purr and entice just as well as it could deliver orders, and Yuki felt a hint of excitement at hearing it. This woman was clearly the mistress the doorman had talked about, there was no mistaking it, she breathed authority around her with the sheer power of her charisma. It was strong enough to compel him to smoothly drop to his knees in a submissive pose, a pace behind, Tora's hand in his hair for half a second confirming that he had read her well. She stepped close, close enough for him to catch a waft of her heady perfume, giggling girlishly when Tora's arms wrapped around her waist and he hugged her tight, playfully kissing her neck.
That was a bit of a shocker.
Their behaviour screamed intimacy. Not a simple, casual relationship, something deeper, darker, more intense. It was in the way her body curved perfectly against his, the familiarity of his touch, hands cupping the swell of her hips as he murmured something in her ear, too low for him to catch. In the way she cupped his face with her hand, their oddly matching eyes meeting in a lengthy gaze.
"Its been a while Kaede." Tora purred, chuckling when her hands slid down his neck to rest on his chest, very intimately.
"It has. A bit more than half a year…far too long." she traced the angle of his jaw with slender, ring-adorned fingers, "Gods you're beautiful, you get even more beautiful with each passing year…I've missed you sweet tiger. You always were my favourite…"
"Oh am I now?" he teased, squeezing her hip playfully, "I will return the compliment, you're as gorgeous as ever. I missed you too. I'm glad I came."
This was baffling. This was completely new. He'd seen Tora interact with other men plenty. With himself, with his two lovers, but to see this intimate display between him and a woman, a woman he clearly had some history with no less was puzzling to say the least. He wasn't quite sure how to react, and had a hard time schooling his features to smooth calm when a hand settled underneath his chin, tilting his head up. A very feminine, warm hand, her grasp firm, commanding. He fought his instinct to look up, a tremor shaking his spine.
"And what is this?" she asked, distinctly amused yet curious.
Tora chuckled softly.
"This is Yuki, he's been with me six months. He's very, very obedient."
Yuki could feel the pride in Tora's voice, and it certainly gave him the incentive to be on his best behaviour. If his master said he was obedient, it certainly would please him to uphold the high standard. Tora's approval was a thing to be cherished, and he held his master's good reputation in very high priority. It was one of the joys of being submissive: the showboating, the admiration. He didn't let it get to his head, a good submissive was a humble one, but it greatly pleased him to be admired as a prized possession, to hear Tora praised for his exquisite taste and skill at training him. The envy of the others was always a guilty pleasure.
"So beautiful…that one was worth collaring on looks alone my dear. What a gorgeous pet. A cool toned twin to the pretty fawn one you brought last time, your partner."
So she knew Saga. Somehow that reassured him, knowing that the others knew of this. Tora wasn't the type to hide anything from his lovers, but he hadn't been sure if he was being let into privy information.
"Saga. Yes, they are a lovely match, in many ways. Yuki is different however, the submission is very deeply ingrained in him. Unlike my Saga, who's a tad too belligerent for this kind of play…Yuki is perfect."
"I will have to meet your other partner you know? You've been telling me about him."
"Oh you will enjoy Shou very much. He's very, very sadistic, less about obedience and more about punishment. He's glorious, you will adore him. I'll bring him next time."
"I do hope you will bring all three of them, it would be a sight to behold to have the matching set here…" she tilted his head a little more, "Look at me." she ordered with a voice so self-assured and dominating he almost gave in, fighting the urge to submit to her with all his being, remembering it was Tora who held the end of the leash.
"Oh…" she cooed, sounding very pleased, "he is obedient. He will only listen to his master, very very nice…"
Tora's hand tugged at his hair softly, obviously satisfied with his behaviour.
"I told you so. Yuki, look at her."
He lifted his eyes cautiously, meeting a pair of expertly made up hazel eyes, gold where Tora's were grey, filled with a cold, calculating cruelty, but with that veil of warm compassion that came with being master over other human beings for pleasure. It was as much about dominance than it was about love, that was one thing he had learned in his relationship with Tora. It was impossible to earn respect and complete, trusting submission without engaging on a deeper emotional level, and it gave so much intensity to their relationship, made it so fulfilling. With cruelty came compassion, always. And this beautiful woman was filled with both. She smiled at him, softly caressing his cheek.
"Gorgeous. His eyes are like onyx crystals…that's a lovely collar by the way. It fits him like a glove. Is that a gift from your master?"
Tora gave a small nod, allowing him to speak for himself.
"Yes mistress. My master has spoiled me tonight, far more than I deserve."
She chuckled, patting his cheek as she straightened up.
"Are you doubting your master's judgement?"
Yuki almost cursed, knowing he'd been tricked. He bent his head as low as he could in what he hoped was a suitably contrite pose.
"My master does with me as he pleases mistress. My only purpose is to please him mistress."
It was the truth after all. He wanted nothing more than for his master to be pleased with him.
"Very good…He's exquisite Tora, beautiful work…The main event will be taking place upstairs in an hour or so, in the meantime, I must entertain some unfortunately less interesting guests…" she came close to Tora again, fingers sliding up his chest as she kissed his mouth sweetly, a teasing peck that made him smile against her lips, eyes glowing, "make yourself at home my dear…I will see you again shortly."
And with that she detached herself, back to the other guests milling about. That had been interesting, and if Yuki had been clueless before, he simply had no idea what to expect now.
***
Part 2