Proper Punishment 1/?
anonymous
March 26 2011, 21:16:21 UTC
Orihara Izaya had a reputation of being dangerous.
Most people didn't mess with him out of fear. Many people whispered of his name and the whispers traveled... he was known around Tokyo and many people knew better.
But there was always a few that hated him more than they feared him. The monster- Heiwajima Shizuo, for example. But Shizuo was an exception.
It was the fools who heard of his rumors and looked at him as if he wasn't a threat. Those fools were the ones who tried to stab him in the middle of the night, they were the idiots that put a bag over his head and held him captive.
Granted, each of those times he had been vulnerable, but even so- Orihara Izaya always gets the last laugh in the end. And this time would be no different.
Cool metal was digging into his hips, a leather strap around his middle. His back ached as his front was bent over, laying on cool metal that cupped him and a leather strap that bound him.
The room was dark- too dark for him to see anything. But he could feel so much.
Way too much.
He could feel the ball gag in his mouth. The taste of the rubbery material wasn't all that foreign, but the thought of not knowing who is doing this made the familiar taste seem vile.
His hands were bound together and he had some type of mit on. His hair was held back by some type of headband... but worst of all, there was something in his ass.
He arched his back, trying to shake his ass- work whatever it was out, but it didn't move. Instead he shivered as his inner muscles spasm against the thing in his bottom- causing him to roll his hips again.
He bit his lips to keep from moaning. He perked up when he heard footsteps. Curiosity ate at him. Who would come here? Would it be a captor or a savior?
The door creaked open before slamming shut once more. The room flooded in light and Izaya winced, clenching his eyes shut at the harsh light before reopening them.
His gaze fell on to the mirror that sat in front of him. It wasn't large enough to show who the man was-- only thing visible were his legs; but the sight of himself made Izaya tremble.
The mits, were paw shaped- large black paws. There was a thick metallic bar connected to the mittens that went underneath his body, probably connecting to whatever held his legs apart.
The thing holding his hair back was a dog-eared headband, the black ears flopped against his head. He whined pathetically as he could just imagine what was sticking out of his ass.
A deep laugh filled the room. “Aren't you a sight, Informant-san.”
Izaya shivered. He knew that voice... but he wasn't too sure where he had heard it from. A cold hand was suddenly on the hot skin of his back, making him hiss out.
The man laughed again. “Hissing? You're supposed to be a dog, Informant-san, not a cat.”
Izaya growled, which only caused the man to let out a pleased snicker.
“That's better. I bet you are wondering who I am and why you are here.”
Izaya remained silent- his hissing and growling had accumulated drool in his mouth and it was beginning to seep out of the ball in his mouth, rolling down his chin.
The man grabbed hold of the coarse hair of the faux tail buttplug and began moving it- relishing in Izaya's whimpers. “I am not a bad guy, if that is what you were wondering. This is merely punishment instructed by your employer.”
Izaya shifted his hips as much as he was allowed to against the metal and leather bonds. The man laughed again. “You know, Shiki-no-danna isn't happy with you selling useful information outside of the Awakusu-kai. That was a very dumb move on your part, don't you agree?”
Ah, so this was punishment. Izaya sneered, his confidence flaring now. He knew Shiki wouldn't kill him. He was far too valuable. This was merely a lesson, nothing more.
“You don't seem as tense now Informant-san. Are you sure you should be so relaxed?”
Izaya snickered, the sound vibrated against the rubber ball as his eyes danced with glee. The man chuckled as he watched a drop of spittle fall from the informant's chin.
“You're drooling an awful lot, Informant-san... just like the good bitch you are.”
This isn't going to be terribly long, but I sooo want someone else to fill this as well. :3
Proper Punishment 2/?
anonymous
March 26 2011, 22:17:54 UTC
Izaya winced as he man drove the buttplug into his ass harder. He grimaced as his stomach clenched in disgust at the feeling. He felt the man pushing it up, pressing it against the roof of his opening.
The sound of a zipper made Izaya shuddered. “I suppose Shiki-no-dana is giving me too much free reign. But he told me I could punish you in any way I see fit.”
The man leaned against Izaya. Izaya glared into the mirror, he now saw the hard chin of the other man but nothing more in that useless mirror. “And I'd say this is quite fitting, don't you? We punish dogs when they are bad, after all.”
Izaya bit into the ball at the feel of a slick head pressing against his already full ass.
He squirmed against all the restraints- the bar against his ankles kept his legs spread; the leather strap around his hips kept him in that bench firm, not allowing him to get up.
He was bent over shamelessly and the spreader bar didn't allow him to shield himself.
His eyes widened and a muffled scream filled the room as that arousal began sinking into his hole, pressing against the plug already within him. The moan groaned as he shifted his hips, holding onto Izaya's own.
He grinned down at the man, raising a brow. “Enjoying yourself, Informant-san?”
Izaya let out a pained gurgle, his body shivering in pain and disgust.
“Good, I wouldn't want you to not enjoy this, after all.”
Izaya choked back on bile as the man began moving in and out of him. Izaya's entire being was filled with pain as the cock hit against his insides, making the toy stretch him out- it bobbed up and down against the forces of the thrusts.
“Aw, you're tail is wagging. Does the bitch like getting fucked, does she?”
His brow ticked at listening to the disgusting man laugh. He growled against the ball in his mouth, more spit of his own falling out.
“Don't worry Informant-san, we aren't even close to finishing. Not even close~”
Izaya cried out as the man reached over to paw at his arousal. He was already ashamed at knowing this had caused him to burn with arousal, but having the man touch it made it all the more clear.
“Ah, you're already covered in pre-cum. Such a good slutty bitch.”
Izaya grunted, his fists curling from within the paw mittens.
The man pumped in and out of Izaya mechanically now- driven to cum inside of the other man. He panted and wheezed as he thrust and thrust- until he finally spilled within Izaya.
Izaya grimaced at the feeling of the fluid splashing inside of him, running down his thighs like candlewax. He grunted around the ball as the man pulled out. He wiggled in his restraints- wanting out of them.
The man laughed. “Dream on, Informant-san. You aren't getting away so easily.”
Izaya stiffened when he heard a whirring noise. It only took a small moment to figure out that the sound was coming from something strapped around his neck. He cried into the ball as a jolt of electricity ran through him.
His back arched and he whimpered out a moan. The man chuckled. “I wasn't going to use this, but you're so much fun to mess with.”
His cock bobbed, shamefully still erect from the play earlier. The man took hold of the toy in Izaya's ass, lazily pushing it in and out as he watched Izaya's back arch and that ass respond to the toy- thrusting back and forth.
“You really do make a great bitch, Informant-san.”
Izaya glared off to nothingness while the man prattled on.
“You see, I've noticed some things about you. I mean, I was always standing right behind Shiki-no-danna whenever you would prance in, how could I not notice you?”
He pressed the toy in harder, relishing the way Izaya mewled. “You always seemed to like to be in control and seemed to be domineering... dangerous even. Heh, I knew you were probably the type to want to be in control during sex too.”
He reached over once more, palming Izaya's drooling cock. Izaya growled, trying to shake away that hand. It gripped more firmly.
“And I knew then and there that it would be so exquisite to bring you to your knees... make you into a cum-loving, bottom bitch. I knew with your body, you would be perfect for getting fucked. It was just your attitude I'd have to break.”
Proper Punishment 3/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 00:00:36 UTC
The man licked Izaya's back- Izaya only got a quick glimpse of his black hair before he lifted up to soon to be seen completely in the mirror. “Nothing a little bondage and restraint couldn't handle, ne?”
Izaya whined as those cruel fingers brushed the head of his arousal- peeling back the foreskin, massaging it down as his thumb flicked over the reddening head. The man purred.
“It's good to see you are enjoying your punishment, Informant-san. I'd hate to see you not even enjoy it in the slightest.”
That hand dropped away from his cock, causing Izaya to sob slightly. The man purred.
“But this is a punishment, so I think I'll stop pleasuring you. You need to be punished, not pleased.”
A knock on the door made the man smirk, he pulled away from Izaya and moved toward the door. Izaya saw another pair of legs and shivered as he heard them murmur to each other and then the sound of claws hitting the hard floor made Izaya shudder.
The sight of a dog in the mirror made him tremble in fear. He wasn't one who hated nor loved animals. Animals weren't humans after all, what was there to love? They were just there... but being tied up and seeing a dog that could be sicked to attack him made him shudder.
His captor took the leash and the other man was gone. Izaya watched through the mirror as the dog walked in, it whined and sat down, its golden tail wagging.
“You know, this dog was about to be coupled with a friend's bitch, but then they changed their mind. It's a shame that this little fellow got a whiff of the heat infested thing.”
Izaya struggled against his bonds. No fucking way... there was no way he'd let a dog fuck him. Humans he could tolerate- he loved them after all; but a dog?
“But look what we have here, a bitch in heat, just waiting for you boy.”
Izaya cried out against his bonds, wiggling around once more. He shivered as he felt left over ooze out of his opening. His eyes widened as he watched the dog approach him as well as those legs. The man snickered and was helping position the dog above Izaya.
Izaya choked on his own spit as he felt a foreign thing enter his opening with the plug yet again. He heard a whimper above him. He shivered as the taste of bile was back in his throat, wanting to spill but was blocked from doing so through the ball in his mouth.
The dog let out a pant that caressed the back of his neck and then it started to move.
Izaya's mind went blank at the sickening feeling. Never, in his lifetime, had he imagined himself being fucked by a dog. But it was happening... and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
Worst of all, he felt his cock twitch as the furred legs brushed on each side of his legs. He grunted out a pitiful moan- wishing the man would stop this torture.
He got nothing in response but the dog's panting and the constant thrusts of the dogs hips. In and out, in and out, in and out... rapidly and constant. It made him feel sick to his stomach.
The dog whined, its hips pummeling against Izaya in quick, rapid movements before the dog snarled.
Izaya wasn't sure how long the dog had been humping his ass- he had felt himself leave his own body... his conscience floating above him watching the scene play out before him. The dog let out another snarl and its hips stilled.
All at once, Izaya's conscience came flying back into his body and his eyes widened. Something was wrong... this wasn't right. Well, being fucked by a dog wasn't right... but what was happening inside of his body was even worse.
The dog's cock was swelling... the top part of it growing bigger. What was going on? Izaya struggled against his bonds, his red-brown eyes wide as the knot on the animal's penis enlarged- swelling large enough to latch onto his inner walls, locking them in place.
The dog whimpered and began pummeling its hips against Izaya once more- the swelled knot on its cock made the experience even more unbearable. Izaya cried out into that ball.
The man laughed as he watched the dog fuck Izaya. “If I didn't know any better, I think the dog is trying to impregnate you, you little bitch.”
Izaya shook his head, eyes clenching shut as he allowed his hips to move with the constant thrusts of the dog. He could feel himself want to wretch... this was so wrong.
Proper Punishment 4/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 05:13:35 UTC
The knot inside of him grew a little more with each thrust, causing Izaya to moan, lowering his head as he shivered. It finally stopped growing... his ass felt so full... too full. The dog panted against him and growled- its hips hammering against him.
The man snickered. “Well look at this! Orihara Izaya is enjoying being fucked by a dog!”
Izaya's brows knit together and he grunted, eyes clenched shut as he ignored the man. He had to get this over with...
The man smirked. “You do realize that once a dog knots, he is going to go on for about twenty-five minutes... he is trying to impregnate you, after all.”
Izaya whines against the gag in his mouth, sounding rather dog-like himself. His mind spun and the need to vomit pressed at him. The burning sensation spreading in his back side- pounding at him made him groan.
He hated this sick man that thought having an animal fuck him would be funny.
He hated the dog for pounding into him the way it was going... but more importantly, Izaya hated himself right now.
Hated that he had gotten into this mess in the first place. Hated that he was being so submissive.
Above all things, he hated the fact he was enjoying all of this.
Shame pooled in his stomach and settled there as he moved his hips against the dogs thrusts. He felt the dog's hips grow stronger- faster. He cried out as the apple-sized knot rubbed his insides and made him feel too full.
“Looks like I need to give you something as a distraction, eh, Informant-san?
The man finally revealed himself. He wasn't really anyone important- someone employed by the Awakusu-kai... a lower bodyguard that would help out the main ones time to time.
The man leaned forward and unhooked the gag from Izaya's head, letting it drop to the ground unceremoniously. Izaya cough, spit dribbling out as he finally was free from the gag. He moved his jaw and then glared at the man.
He opened his mouth to say something, but instead found it being filled with his tormentor's arousal.
“There. Now distract yourself bitch.”
Izaya let out an angry growl as he worked his jaw- his hips shuddering as the dog pummeled into him harder, panting against his humid flesh.
The man laughed. “Ah, yes... such a good bitch.”
Izaya gurgled around the cock in his mouth, shuddering as the dog's tempo sped up. He sucked harder on the cock in his mouth as a distraction.
The dog stiffened up and Izaya let go of the cock as he cried out as that swollen head pumped out release after release.
Izaya arched his back as much as the leather restraints would allow him, gasping at the hot sensation of the dog's release spurting within him. The dog pumped its hips- panting as it rocked back and forth; milking its penis of its fluids.
After the rush of liquid stopped, the dog slid out of Izaya and lowered itself to the floor. It leaned down to clean itself while Izaya whimpered as some of the fluids ran out of his hole.
The man began unbuckling Izaya, grabbing hold of him by the wrists. He unhooked the bar that connected the bound wrists and the ankles, tossing it aside before tossing Izaya to the floor.
Izaya cried out and stretched on the floor, his hips moving about as the dog's release still swam in his system.
The door opened and the smell of tobacco filled the room. Izaya didn't look up from the floor, drool running out of his mouth and his hips twitching.
He heard that familiar voice. “Did you teach him a lesson?”
“I don't think you'll have to worry about your puppy running wild anymore, Shiki-no-danna.”
“Hm. Leave, and take the mutt with you.”
“Right. Come on boy.”
Izaya watched as the dog walked off, following the bodyguard before his eyes looked up pitifully at Shiki. Shiki puffed on a cigarette before blowing smoke into the air.
“Look at you, Orihara-san. You're a mess.”
Izaya licked his lips, not too sure if he could trust his vocal cords... but of course they never failed him. “It's your subordinates fault that I'm so messy right now, Shiki-san~”
“Still cheeky as ever. Maybe he didn't punish you get enough.”
“Mm... maybe he didn't. Are you going to... punish me, Shiki-no-danna?”
Proper Punishment 5/?
anonymous
March 27 2011, 07:25:16 UTC
Shiki sucked in a breath, his steely dark eyes wandering over Izaya's form before he kicked Izaya over to lay on his back. The younger man yelped- a rather dog-like sound; his dog eared headband flopped and those mits looked as if he was in a begging position.
Shiki dropped his cigarette, smashing it with the toe of his shoe before leering over Izaya.
“Did you enjoy your punishment, Orihara-san?”
Izaya laughed. “The dog fucked better than he did.”
Shiki sighed. “More importantly, do you understand now not to overrule Awakusu-kai?”
There was a pause that Shiki didn't like. Izaya's eyes looked up at the man with a curious, if not sinister look. “Maybe if Shiki-no-danna has the dick who did this to me have his own punishment, I will.”
“Hm... done. We will punish him for bringing bestiality into all of this.”
Izaya snorted. “Not for raping me?”
“Animal cruelty is one thing, you, Orihara-san, had needed to be punished. A raping was quite fitting- seeing as you raped us of our money for that bit of information you had sold to another company.”
Izaya laughed. Shiki leaned down, grabbing hold of the paws. “If you were anyone else, we would have disposed of you for such disloyalty.”
“Oooh, Is Shiki-san saying I am a favorite?”
Shiki rolled his eyes at Izaya's behavior. “You better watch your step, Orihara-san. I could easily arrange your demise.”
Izaya fell silent, his eyes full of impish glee. “Fine. I will, but could you get me out of these cuffs first, Shiki-no-danna?”
Shiki pulled out another cigarette, closing his eyes for a moment as he flicked his lighter. “Beg and I'll think about it.”
Izaya frowned. “Very funny.”
“I'm not kidding. The cum on your belly speaks volumes of how well that punishment went. I don't think you've completely learned your lesson yet.”
Izaya frowned as he tried to scramble to his knees. The spreader bar between his ankles made it nearly impossible, but he managed. He sat on his knees, both spread wide before Shiki. He looked up at Shiki before bowing his head. “Please Shiki-no-danna, release me from these bounds.”
“That's not what I meant. I want you to beg.”
“But-”
“You're a bitch right now, right? Show me the tricks you learned and beg, bitch.”
Izaya grimaced, his eyes searching Shiki's before holding up his hands in a pitiful rendition of a dog beg.
Shiki blew out some smoke. “Not bad. Can you speak, bitch?”
Izaya gritted his teeth. “This is completely unnecessary-”
“I said speak, bitch.”
Izaya growled, clenching his fists. How humiliating! He opened his mouth a bark floated out of his mouth. His cheeks were more than likely dusted with pink. He glared up at Shiki, who held his cigarette against his mouth.
“Again.” Bark. “Again.” Bark.
“Hm... not bad. Now, I don't fuck used bitches unless I know they are clean. So take this, and clean yourself.”
“I need my hands for that Shiki-san~”
“Hm... you do, don't you? That's too bad.”
Izaya gaped as Shiki bent down, still holding the clear enema in his hand. He easily slid the opening into Izaya's hole.
Shiki didn't speak a word as he worked on Izaya, using the enema on him. Izaya whined as he felt the dog's fluids leave him.
“I see he was smart and performed an enema on you earlier.”
He squeezed again, shooting more liquid up into him an draining more of the fluids out of him. “A-Ah.”
The pressure had stimulated his prostate, causing his arousal to spring forth once more. Shiki performed it again, watching as the fluids that came out of Izaya were clean.
“I believe you are ready now.”
Izaya panted as he watched Shiki toss the used enema in the trash before unbuckling his pants. Izaya watched Shiki let his pants drop.
“Suck me and I'll think about taking your restraints off.”
“I never knew Shiki-san was so perverted.”
“This has nothing to do with perversion, Orihara-san... it's about your obedience. Now suck.”
Proper Punishment 6/6
anonymous
March 27 2011, 07:32:43 UTC
Izaya allowed Shiki to push his head to his crotch, easily opening his mouth for Shiki. He shivered as he widened his mouth for his cock to enter. Sucking off Shiki was different than sucking off that other man.
But of course it would be... Shiki was Shiki; trash was trash. He ran his tongue along the underside of Shiki's cock, enjoying the taste of it. He rubbed the head with the tip of his tongue before engulfing the cock once more- sucking on it gently.
Shiki didn't moan, he simply threaded his fingers through Izaya's hair, tugging gently before rubbing it softly. “Good boy.”
Izaya frowned around the cock. The dog euphemisms were getting a little aggravating. He felt Shiki reach down and yank off the binding around his cock he didn't know he had on. His cock tingled and burned with need. “That's a start, isn't it? Be a good boy and I'll take off more.”
Izaya lowered his head, licking at Shiki's testes- earning a soft groan before he was pulled back up to that cock. He lapped at it before taking it back into his mouth, sucking as best as he could. Shiki groaned, tipping his head back. It would be an understatement to say that Izaya was good at sucking cock. He was amazing at it. A real pro.
It made Shiki wonder just who had Izaya been with to cause him to be this good? But more importantly.... was this a part of his information gathering? Shiki knew Izaya was a great informant- one of the best; but it still lingered in the back of his mind... could Izaya be giving himself away in exchange for information?
Izaya gasped when Shiki's cock was taken out of his mouth and soon the spreader bar was taken off. He quickly put his legs together in relief, but Shiki pushed him down, pressing on his back.
“Now that the enema has taken care of your ass, I suppose I could punish you myself.”
“Shiki-saaah!!”
Izaya braced himself as Shiki jammed two fingers into his opening, pushing around the abused flesh before adding in another finger. Izaya panted before Shiki removed those fingers, confusing Izaya.
Shiki pulled out a condom.
“Seeing as you're a filthy bitch, I don't think I'll take my chances.”
Izaya would never admit it, but that comment had hurt. He gritted his teeth as Shiki pushed his now condom covered cock into Izaya's stretched hole. Izaya cried out as he came all over his belly.
Shiki smirked. “Couldn't hold it in anymore, huh?”
Izaya mewled, his hips rocking as Shiki began pushing into him.
His ass ached, but he couldn't help but feel the pleasure buzzing into him as Shiki pushed in and out of him. The disgusting was one thing, the dog was a whole other ballpark... but Shiki... ah, Shiki was something else indeed!
He moaned as Shiki reached between them, grabbing hold of his half hard cock. That calloused hand rubbed up and down. Izaya arched into that hand, groaning at the feel of it against his neglected cock. He came once again, making him cry out in pleasure.
Izaya's world was spinning... spinning around and around. The thoughts of the sick bastard, the dog, and now Shiki-san all soiling him churned in his mind and soon- before Izaya realized it, Shiki came within him and pulled out harshly.
He threw Izaya against the floor, watching the informant fall. He pulled out a new cigarette and sighed.
“Betray Awakusu-kai again, and your punishment will be much worse.”
Izaya groaned as he moved about.
Damn it...
His arms were still in the mit restraints!
He gave a small cry. This was unfair!
Would this humiliation ever end?
I want to thank anyone and everyone who reads this trashy piece of fiction. You can thank the following people for this- 1) The OP, without them, this never would have seen the light of day 2) Lora Leigh. Without this trashy romance novelist, I would have no idea where to start. And lastly 3) TTAB author. For she is the one who got me into accepting this kind of kink and without her, I would have never written it. ♥
Re: Proper Punishment 6/6
anonymous
March 27 2011, 07:58:48 UTC
My love for you can't be quantified anymore <3
And I'll shamelessly admit I loved it so much that I would totally enjoy a sequel, if it's not too much to ask and you have time and please? I'll do anything you want!
Most people didn't mess with him out of fear. Many people whispered of his name and the whispers traveled... he was known around Tokyo and many people knew better.
But there was always a few that hated him more than they feared him. The monster- Heiwajima Shizuo, for example. But Shizuo was an exception.
It was the fools who heard of his rumors and looked at him as if he wasn't a threat. Those fools were the ones who tried to stab him in the middle of the night, they were the idiots that put a bag over his head and held him captive.
Granted, each of those times he had been vulnerable, but even so- Orihara Izaya always gets the last laugh in the end. And this time would be no different.
Cool metal was digging into his hips, a leather strap around his middle. His back ached as his front was bent over, laying on cool metal that cupped him and a leather strap that bound him.
The room was dark- too dark for him to see anything. But he could feel so much.
Way too much.
He could feel the ball gag in his mouth. The taste of the rubbery material wasn't all that foreign, but the thought of not knowing who is doing this made the familiar taste seem vile.
His hands were bound together and he had some type of mit on. His hair was held back by some type of headband... but worst of all, there was something in his ass.
He arched his back, trying to shake his ass- work whatever it was out, but it didn't move. Instead he shivered as his inner muscles spasm against the thing in his bottom- causing him to roll his hips again.
He bit his lips to keep from moaning. He perked up when he heard footsteps. Curiosity ate at him. Who would come here? Would it be a captor or a savior?
The door creaked open before slamming shut once more. The room flooded in light and Izaya winced, clenching his eyes shut at the harsh light before reopening them.
His gaze fell on to the mirror that sat in front of him. It wasn't large enough to show who the man was-- only thing visible were his legs; but the sight of himself made Izaya tremble.
The mits, were paw shaped- large black paws. There was a thick metallic bar connected to the mittens that went underneath his body, probably connecting to whatever held his legs apart.
The thing holding his hair back was a dog-eared headband, the black ears flopped against his head. He whined pathetically as he could just imagine what was sticking out of his ass.
A deep laugh filled the room. “Aren't you a sight, Informant-san.”
Izaya shivered. He knew that voice... but he wasn't too sure where he had heard it from. A cold hand was suddenly on the hot skin of his back, making him hiss out.
The man laughed again. “Hissing? You're supposed to be a dog, Informant-san, not a cat.”
Izaya growled, which only caused the man to let out a pleased snicker.
“That's better. I bet you are wondering who I am and why you are here.”
Izaya remained silent- his hissing and growling had accumulated drool in his mouth and it was beginning to seep out of the ball in his mouth, rolling down his chin.
The man grabbed hold of the coarse hair of the faux tail buttplug and began moving it- relishing in Izaya's whimpers. “I am not a bad guy, if that is what you were wondering. This is merely punishment instructed by your employer.”
Izaya shifted his hips as much as he was allowed to against the metal and leather bonds. The man laughed again. “You know, Shiki-no-danna isn't happy with you selling useful information outside of the Awakusu-kai. That was a very dumb move on your part, don't you agree?”
Ah, so this was punishment. Izaya sneered, his confidence flaring now. He knew Shiki wouldn't kill him. He was far too valuable. This was merely a lesson, nothing more.
“You don't seem as tense now Informant-san. Are you sure you should be so relaxed?”
Izaya snickered, the sound vibrated against the rubber ball as his eyes danced with glee. The man chuckled as he watched a drop of spittle fall from the informant's chin.
“You're drooling an awful lot, Informant-san... just like the good bitch you are.”
This isn't going to be terribly long, but I sooo want someone else to fill this as well. :3
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The sound of a zipper made Izaya shuddered. “I suppose Shiki-no-dana is giving me too much free reign. But he told me I could punish you in any way I see fit.”
The man leaned against Izaya. Izaya glared into the mirror, he now saw the hard chin of the other man but nothing more in that useless mirror. “And I'd say this is quite fitting, don't you? We punish dogs when they are bad, after all.”
Izaya bit into the ball at the feel of a slick head pressing against his already full ass.
He squirmed against all the restraints- the bar against his ankles kept his legs spread; the leather strap around his hips kept him in that bench firm, not allowing him to get up.
He was bent over shamelessly and the spreader bar didn't allow him to shield himself.
His eyes widened and a muffled scream filled the room as that arousal began sinking into his hole, pressing against the plug already within him. The moan groaned as he shifted his hips, holding onto Izaya's own.
He grinned down at the man, raising a brow. “Enjoying yourself, Informant-san?”
Izaya let out a pained gurgle, his body shivering in pain and disgust.
“Good, I wouldn't want you to not enjoy this, after all.”
Izaya choked back on bile as the man began moving in and out of him. Izaya's entire being was filled with pain as the cock hit against his insides, making the toy stretch him out- it bobbed up and down against the forces of the thrusts.
“Aw, you're tail is wagging. Does the bitch like getting fucked, does she?”
His brow ticked at listening to the disgusting man laugh. He growled against the ball in his mouth, more spit of his own falling out.
“Don't worry Informant-san, we aren't even close to finishing. Not even close~”
Izaya cried out as the man reached over to paw at his arousal. He was already ashamed at knowing this had caused him to burn with arousal, but having the man touch it made it all the more clear.
“Ah, you're already covered in pre-cum. Such a good slutty bitch.”
Izaya grunted, his fists curling from within the paw mittens.
The man pumped in and out of Izaya mechanically now- driven to cum inside of the other man. He panted and wheezed as he thrust and thrust- until he finally spilled within Izaya.
Izaya grimaced at the feeling of the fluid splashing inside of him, running down his thighs like candlewax. He grunted around the ball as the man pulled out. He wiggled in his restraints- wanting out of them.
The man laughed. “Dream on, Informant-san. You aren't getting away so easily.”
Izaya stiffened when he heard a whirring noise. It only took a small moment to figure out that the sound was coming from something strapped around his neck. He cried into the ball as a jolt of electricity ran through him.
His back arched and he whimpered out a moan. The man chuckled. “I wasn't going to use this, but you're so much fun to mess with.”
His cock bobbed, shamefully still erect from the play earlier. The man took hold of the toy in Izaya's ass, lazily pushing it in and out as he watched Izaya's back arch and that ass respond to the toy- thrusting back and forth.
“You really do make a great bitch, Informant-san.”
Izaya glared off to nothingness while the man prattled on.
“You see, I've noticed some things about you. I mean, I was always standing right behind Shiki-no-danna whenever you would prance in, how could I not notice you?”
He pressed the toy in harder, relishing the way Izaya mewled. “You always seemed to like to be in control and seemed to be domineering... dangerous even. Heh, I knew you were probably the type to want to be in control during sex too.”
He reached over once more, palming Izaya's drooling cock. Izaya growled, trying to shake away that hand. It gripped more firmly.
“And I knew then and there that it would be so exquisite to bring you to your knees... make you into a cum-loving, bottom bitch. I knew with your body, you would be perfect for getting fucked. It was just your attitude I'd have to break.”
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The man licked Izaya's back- Izaya only got a quick glimpse of his black hair before he lifted up to soon to be seen completely in the mirror. “Nothing a little bondage and restraint couldn't handle, ne?”
Izaya whined as those cruel fingers brushed the head of his arousal- peeling back the foreskin, massaging it down as his thumb flicked over the reddening head. The man purred.
“It's good to see you are enjoying your punishment, Informant-san. I'd hate to see you not even enjoy it in the slightest.”
That hand dropped away from his cock, causing Izaya to sob slightly. The man purred.
“But this is a punishment, so I think I'll stop pleasuring you. You need to be punished, not pleased.”
A knock on the door made the man smirk, he pulled away from Izaya and moved toward the door. Izaya saw another pair of legs and shivered as he heard them murmur to each other and then the sound of claws hitting the hard floor made Izaya shudder.
The sight of a dog in the mirror made him tremble in fear. He wasn't one who hated nor loved animals. Animals weren't humans after all, what was there to love? They were just there... but being tied up and seeing a dog that could be sicked to attack him made him shudder.
His captor took the leash and the other man was gone. Izaya watched through the mirror as the dog walked in, it whined and sat down, its golden tail wagging.
“You know, this dog was about to be coupled with a friend's bitch, but then they changed their mind. It's a shame that this little fellow got a whiff of the heat infested thing.”
Izaya struggled against his bonds. No fucking way... there was no way he'd let a dog fuck him. Humans he could tolerate- he loved them after all; but a dog?
“But look what we have here, a bitch in heat, just waiting for you boy.”
Izaya cried out against his bonds, wiggling around once more. He shivered as he felt left over ooze out of his opening. His eyes widened as he watched the dog approach him as well as those legs. The man snickered and was helping position the dog above Izaya.
Izaya choked on his own spit as he felt a foreign thing enter his opening with the plug yet again. He heard a whimper above him. He shivered as the taste of bile was back in his throat, wanting to spill but was blocked from doing so through the ball in his mouth.
The dog let out a pant that caressed the back of his neck and then it started to move.
Izaya's mind went blank at the sickening feeling. Never, in his lifetime, had he imagined himself being fucked by a dog. But it was happening... and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
Worst of all, he felt his cock twitch as the furred legs brushed on each side of his legs. He grunted out a pitiful moan- wishing the man would stop this torture.
He got nothing in response but the dog's panting and the constant thrusts of the dogs hips. In and out, in and out, in and out... rapidly and constant. It made him feel sick to his stomach.
The dog whined, its hips pummeling against Izaya in quick, rapid movements before the dog snarled.
Izaya wasn't sure how long the dog had been humping his ass- he had felt himself leave his own body... his conscience floating above him watching the scene play out before him. The dog let out another snarl and its hips stilled.
All at once, Izaya's conscience came flying back into his body and his eyes widened. Something was wrong... this wasn't right. Well, being fucked by a dog wasn't right... but what was happening inside of his body was even worse.
The dog's cock was swelling... the top part of it growing bigger. What was going on? Izaya struggled against his bonds, his red-brown eyes wide as the knot on the animal's penis enlarged- swelling large enough to latch onto his inner walls, locking them in place.
The dog whimpered and began pummeling its hips against Izaya once more- the swelled knot on its cock made the experience even more unbearable. Izaya cried out into that ball.
The man laughed as he watched the dog fuck Izaya. “If I didn't know any better, I think the dog is trying to impregnate you, you little bitch.”
Izaya shook his head, eyes clenching shut as he allowed his hips to move with the constant thrusts of the dog. He could feel himself want to wretch... this was so wrong.
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The man snickered. “Well look at this! Orihara Izaya is enjoying being fucked by a dog!”
Izaya's brows knit together and he grunted, eyes clenched shut as he ignored the man. He had to get this over with...
The man smirked. “You do realize that once a dog knots, he is going to go on for about twenty-five minutes... he is trying to impregnate you, after all.”
Izaya whines against the gag in his mouth, sounding rather dog-like himself. His mind spun and the need to vomit pressed at him. The burning sensation spreading in his back side- pounding at him made him groan.
He hated this sick man that thought having an animal fuck him would be funny.
He hated the dog for pounding into him the way it was going... but more importantly, Izaya hated himself right now.
Hated that he had gotten into this mess in the first place. Hated that he was being so submissive.
Above all things, he hated the fact he was enjoying all of this.
Shame pooled in his stomach and settled there as he moved his hips against the dogs thrusts. He felt the dog's hips grow stronger- faster. He cried out as the apple-sized knot rubbed his insides and made him feel too full.
“Looks like I need to give you something as a distraction, eh, Informant-san?
The man finally revealed himself. He wasn't really anyone important- someone employed by the Awakusu-kai... a lower bodyguard that would help out the main ones time to time.
The man leaned forward and unhooked the gag from Izaya's head, letting it drop to the ground unceremoniously. Izaya cough, spit dribbling out as he finally was free from the gag. He moved his jaw and then glared at the man.
He opened his mouth to say something, but instead found it being filled with his tormentor's arousal.
“There. Now distract yourself bitch.”
Izaya let out an angry growl as he worked his jaw- his hips shuddering as the dog pummeled into him harder, panting against his humid flesh.
The man laughed. “Ah, yes... such a good bitch.”
Izaya gurgled around the cock in his mouth, shuddering as the dog's tempo sped up. He sucked harder on the cock in his mouth as a distraction.
The dog stiffened up and Izaya let go of the cock as he cried out as that swollen head pumped out release after release.
Izaya arched his back as much as the leather restraints would allow him, gasping at the hot sensation of the dog's release spurting within him. The dog pumped its hips- panting as it rocked back and forth; milking its penis of its fluids.
After the rush of liquid stopped, the dog slid out of Izaya and lowered itself to the floor. It leaned down to clean itself while Izaya whimpered as some of the fluids ran out of his hole.
The man began unbuckling Izaya, grabbing hold of him by the wrists. He unhooked the bar that connected the bound wrists and the ankles, tossing it aside before tossing Izaya to the floor.
Izaya cried out and stretched on the floor, his hips moving about as the dog's release still swam in his system.
The door opened and the smell of tobacco filled the room. Izaya didn't look up from the floor, drool running out of his mouth and his hips twitching.
He heard that familiar voice. “Did you teach him a lesson?”
“I don't think you'll have to worry about your puppy running wild anymore, Shiki-no-danna.”
“Hm. Leave, and take the mutt with you.”
“Right. Come on boy.”
Izaya watched as the dog walked off, following the bodyguard before his eyes looked up pitifully at Shiki. Shiki puffed on a cigarette before blowing smoke into the air.
“Look at you, Orihara-san. You're a mess.”
Izaya licked his lips, not too sure if he could trust his vocal cords... but of course they never failed him. “It's your subordinates fault that I'm so messy right now, Shiki-san~”
“Still cheeky as ever. Maybe he didn't punish you get enough.”
“Mm... maybe he didn't. Are you going to... punish me, Shiki-no-danna?”
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can't wait for more!
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Shiki dropped his cigarette, smashing it with the toe of his shoe before leering over Izaya.
“Did you enjoy your punishment, Orihara-san?”
Izaya laughed. “The dog fucked better than he did.”
Shiki sighed. “More importantly, do you understand now not to overrule Awakusu-kai?”
There was a pause that Shiki didn't like. Izaya's eyes looked up at the man with a curious, if not sinister look. “Maybe if Shiki-no-danna has the dick who did this to me have his own punishment, I will.”
“Hm... done. We will punish him for bringing bestiality into all of this.”
Izaya snorted. “Not for raping me?”
“Animal cruelty is one thing, you, Orihara-san, had needed to be punished. A raping was quite fitting- seeing as you raped us of our money for that bit of information you had sold to another company.”
Izaya laughed. Shiki leaned down, grabbing hold of the paws. “If you were anyone else, we would have disposed of you for such disloyalty.”
“Oooh, Is Shiki-san saying I am a favorite?”
Shiki rolled his eyes at Izaya's behavior. “You better watch your step, Orihara-san. I could easily arrange your demise.”
Izaya fell silent, his eyes full of impish glee. “Fine. I will, but could you get me out of these cuffs first, Shiki-no-danna?”
Shiki pulled out another cigarette, closing his eyes for a moment as he flicked his lighter. “Beg and I'll think about it.”
Izaya frowned. “Very funny.”
“I'm not kidding. The cum on your belly speaks volumes of how well that punishment went. I don't think you've completely learned your lesson yet.”
Izaya frowned as he tried to scramble to his knees. The spreader bar between his ankles made it nearly impossible, but he managed. He sat on his knees, both spread wide before Shiki. He looked up at Shiki before bowing his head. “Please Shiki-no-danna, release me from these bounds.”
“That's not what I meant. I want you to beg.”
“But-”
“You're a bitch right now, right? Show me the tricks you learned and beg, bitch.”
Izaya grimaced, his eyes searching Shiki's before holding up his hands in a pitiful rendition of a dog beg.
Shiki blew out some smoke. “Not bad. Can you speak, bitch?”
Izaya gritted his teeth. “This is completely unnecessary-”
“I said speak, bitch.”
Izaya growled, clenching his fists. How humiliating! He opened his mouth a bark floated out of his mouth. His cheeks were more than likely dusted with pink. He glared up at Shiki, who held his cigarette against his mouth.
“Again.”
Bark.
“Again.”
Bark.
“Hm... not bad. Now, I don't fuck used bitches unless I know they are clean. So take this, and clean yourself.”
“I need my hands for that Shiki-san~”
“Hm... you do, don't you? That's too bad.”
Izaya gaped as Shiki bent down, still holding the clear enema in his hand. He easily slid the opening into Izaya's hole.
Shiki didn't speak a word as he worked on Izaya, using the enema on him. Izaya whined as he felt the dog's fluids leave him.
“I see he was smart and performed an enema on you earlier.”
He squeezed again, shooting more liquid up into him an draining more of the fluids out of him. “A-Ah.”
The pressure had stimulated his prostate, causing his arousal to spring forth once more. Shiki performed it again, watching as the fluids that came out of Izaya were clean.
“I believe you are ready now.”
Izaya panted as he watched Shiki toss the used enema in the trash before unbuckling his pants. Izaya watched Shiki let his pants drop.
“Suck me and I'll think about taking your restraints off.”
“I never knew Shiki-san was so perverted.”
“This has nothing to do with perversion, Orihara-san... it's about your obedience. Now suck.”
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But of course it would be... Shiki was Shiki; trash was trash. He ran his tongue along the underside of Shiki's cock, enjoying the taste of it. He rubbed the head with the tip of his tongue before engulfing the cock once more- sucking on it gently.
Shiki didn't moan, he simply threaded his fingers through Izaya's hair, tugging gently before rubbing it softly. “Good boy.”
Izaya frowned around the cock. The dog euphemisms were getting a little aggravating. He felt Shiki reach down and yank off the binding around his cock he didn't know he had on. His cock tingled and burned with need. “That's a start, isn't it? Be a good boy and I'll take off more.”
Izaya lowered his head, licking at Shiki's testes- earning a soft groan before he was pulled back up to that cock. He lapped at it before taking it back into his mouth, sucking as best as he could. Shiki groaned, tipping his head back. It would be an understatement to say that Izaya was good at sucking cock. He was amazing at it. A real pro.
It made Shiki wonder just who had Izaya been with to cause him to be this good? But more importantly.... was this a part of his information gathering? Shiki knew Izaya was a great informant- one of the best; but it still lingered in the back of his mind... could Izaya be giving himself away in exchange for information?
Izaya gasped when Shiki's cock was taken out of his mouth and soon the spreader bar was taken off. He quickly put his legs together in relief, but Shiki pushed him down, pressing on his back.
“Now that the enema has taken care of your ass, I suppose I could punish you myself.”
“Shiki-saaah!!”
Izaya braced himself as Shiki jammed two fingers into his opening, pushing around the abused flesh before adding in another finger. Izaya panted before Shiki removed those fingers, confusing Izaya.
Shiki pulled out a condom.
“Seeing as you're a filthy bitch, I don't think I'll take my chances.”
Izaya would never admit it, but that comment had hurt. He gritted his teeth as Shiki pushed his now condom covered cock into Izaya's stretched hole. Izaya cried out as he came all over his belly.
Shiki smirked. “Couldn't hold it in anymore, huh?”
Izaya mewled, his hips rocking as Shiki began pushing into him.
His ass ached, but he couldn't help but feel the pleasure buzzing into him as Shiki pushed in and out of him. The disgusting was one thing, the dog was a whole other ballpark... but Shiki... ah, Shiki was something else indeed!
He moaned as Shiki reached between them, grabbing hold of his half hard cock. That calloused hand rubbed up and down. Izaya arched into that hand, groaning at the feel of it against his neglected cock. He came once again, making him cry out in pleasure.
Izaya's world was spinning... spinning around and around. The thoughts of the sick bastard, the dog, and now Shiki-san all soiling him churned in his mind and soon- before Izaya realized it, Shiki came within him and pulled out harshly.
He threw Izaya against the floor, watching the informant fall. He pulled out a new cigarette and sighed.
“Betray Awakusu-kai again, and your punishment will be much worse.”
Izaya groaned as he moved about.
Damn it...
His arms were still in the mit restraints!
He gave a small cry. This was unfair!
Would this humiliation ever end?
I want to thank anyone and everyone who reads this trashy piece of fiction. You can thank the following people for this- 1) The OP, without them, this never would have seen the light of day 2) Lora Leigh. Without this trashy romance novelist, I would have no idea where to start. And lastly 3) TTAB author. For she is the one who got me into accepting this kind of kink and without her, I would have never written it. ♥
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my god shikizaya aaaaaaaaaaaaah i missed it! SO FREAKING HOT!!!!!!!!
but now i'm alone doh! hopefully i can make it to the finish line soon... but this captivity fic might take awhile orz.
either way, thank you for this hot fill!
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And I'll shamelessly admit I loved it so much that I would totally enjoy a sequel, if it's not too much to ask and you have time and please? I'll do anything you want!
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You're very much welcome! I had a lot of fun writing it, so thanks for requesting it x3
hearts to you OP!
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