Fic: The Incubator: Ohana 7/8 (Danny/Steve, AR/AU, Slave!fic, NC17)
Title: The Incubator: Ohana
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Steve/Danny, Kono, Chin, Kamekona, OC's
Summary: Adjusting to life with a baby is strange but rewarding. Danny springs a large surprise on Steve that expands their 'Ohana' even further. But incidents occur that affect the household in a way no-body expects and Steve realises how precious and fragile his relationship is with his Owner and how much he has to lose.
Warnings: AU/AR!Future, M-preg, slash, slave!fic, mentions of miscarriages & adoption
A/N: A continutation of the 'Incubator- verse' which began with 'The Incubator'. I have a few stories written at various time stamps for this 'verse'. Just trying to get them all to connect up.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight
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The days drag endlessly, it's like every minute is an hour. It's painful and difficult, nobody talks to you except to give you an order and there's a heavy, depressing atmosphere within the household. Being at the centre of why that atmosphere exists makes it even harder to cope with. It's made even more difficult when I hear Grace or catch glimpses of her with Kim or Kame or worse, Danny. When I hear her crying I want to go to her. I hear her cries throughout the night and the clicking of Kim's door as she goes to tend to her. Sometimes she returns to her room within minutes and I know Danny is the one who sits with Grace as she settles back down from her broken rest.
I miss them both. The only times I've been seperate from Danny's bed is when I've been in the hospital. He barely acknowledges my presence now, even when he's in a room with me alone. It's like I don't exist, I'm cut off and bereft. This enforced seperation is killing me. I catch sight of Chin one afternoon, a fleeting moment as he arrives at the house as I'm going upstairs. Danny will have had to be careful who he involved but no doubt it's to see about Kono. I can't imagine the strain of worry and concern the matter will be causing for him. If she falls pregnant there'll be more difficult decisions to be made.
Danny makes his decision a little over a week later, or maybe he made it earlier but he doesn't tell us until he's organised a plan. If the days have dragged for me I can't imagine what Kono and Maui are suffering through, knowing their fate is to be sold to some other household, some other place. They are young and they'll adapt, you learn to do that as a slave, but Danny's household, it's something different. Owners like Danny are few and far between. Danny has us all brought to him in his study again, it's private and he doesn't want to cause any more anguish for the household than has already been caused.
"I've made a decision," he tells us. He looks tired, stressed and I wonder how much sleep he has been getting. How much stress this entire situation has caused him. "This hasn't been easy. You both put me in a very difficult position and if I could trust you would be able to let this go, to continue on together here without another situation like this occurring, I'd have let it go with just a hazing. But it's not that simple. I don't pretend to not understand what drove you too it, but that's why one of you has to go. Let me warn you that other owners will not be as understanding as I am in this and I want you to know that they'd most likely turn you both into the authorities themselves than run the risk of being accused of having prior knowledge of the relationship. This isn't just a rule set by an owner, it's the law and you broke it, knowingly.
However, I didn't want to just cast you out unwanted, because you are both wanted here. I've made some calls, made sure where you're going is safe. A good household, good owners, people I know so I can at least make enquiries about you every now and then."
He still hasn't said which one of them is leaving but I watch his focus shift to the person he's chosen and I know. It doesn't matter which one of them he chose, it was always going to be hard, but fuck it's just a terrible way for it to end.
"They're expecting their first child in two months," Danny sighs looking at Kono. "You'll have time to settle in, get to know them and what they expect of you. I'm sorry Kono, but you should have known better. You're the older of the two of you, though I know not by much. But you also initiated and pursued the relationship despite Maui's reservations and while he shouldn't have been so weak as to allow himself to be enticed, I have to hold you accountable for the situation, more so than him."
Kono struggles to contain herself as Danny speaks to her, sounding so disheartened for having come to the decision he has. But she can't hold it in and bursts into tears, her lithe body shaking as she's told she's been sold. I go to hold her but Danny gets there first, pulling her into his embrace and soothing her as she cries it out. Maui shifts beside me and he's just as distraught, I lay a hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
"It's okay Kono, it's okay," Danny tells her. I can see he's as upset as she is, barely holding back his own tears. He doesn't let her go as he talks to her and I want to hold him as much as her, and chase away the pain and anguish that they are both suffering. "They're a good family. They'll take care of you, that I promise you. And they don't know whats happened here. I've told them that I've no need for you any more but wanted you sold on to people I trusted would care for you. Believe me when I say, had this not happened, I'd never have considered selling you even after Grace had grown too old for you to remain. You would have always had a home here with us. At least this way I can hope you make as good an impression on your new owners as you did me, enough that they'll keep you a part of them for longer than merely a few years to help raise their child."
He pulls back and wipes the pads of his thumbs under her eyes, chasing away the tears and giving her a watery smile.
"You're going to be fine," he assures her.
Kono struggles to be brave and gives a mute nod. I've no doubt Danny has done everything in his power to assure himself he's sold her into a safe new ownership.
"When do I leave?" she asks him, voice shaky and barely a whisper.
"Today," Danny tells her, knowing to delay longer would make it even more painful. "You've time to say your goodbyes. Go splash some cold water on your face and freshen up, you want to give your owners a good first impression, like you did me."
"Can I say goodbye to Grace?" she asks.
Like me, both she and Maui have been forbidden from being around her.
Danny gives her a smile and nods gently. "Of course you can. Go freshen up and say goodbye to everyone else first. I'll come and see you with her while Lei gets the car ready."
Turning to myself and Maui she smiles weakly. She and Maui exchange a brief hug but they can't look at each other. I pull her in to a long embrace and I feel her hands gripping tightly round me like she doesn't want to let go before she reluctantly pulls back. I press a soft kiss to her forehead and say goodbye before she pulls away, fighting back a new wave of tears. Danny waits until she leaves the room before he gives attention to Maui and I.
"Maui I swear, this is your last chance," Danny says looking at him full on, eyes full of promise and meaning every word. "The next infraction and you are out, no questions, no excuses. I hope you've grasped the brevity of this situation and how lucky you are to be staying when I could have easily had you sent straight to the colonies. Don't make me regret making this decision, there are no more chances here. As of Kono's leaving you are no longer under lock down. Her being dismissed from his household because of something you both took part in is punishment enough and you're going to have to live with the fact that because of your foolish naievety she's no longer part of our family. I love you Maui, I need you to understand that, because fuck if you don't still carry some deep seated distrust against owners.
I don't know if that's what drove you to do this. I don't know if you feel somehow considered or thought of less than your fellow slaves here. Perhaps you feel I don't care enough for you or give you enough support. Well I do care Maui, I care for you all. If I don't show that enough then I'm sorry for it, because I don't want anyone in my home to feel they aren't loved and cared for. I know I'm hard on you at times, perhaps harder than the others, but it doesn't mean I don't care. You're important to this household as much as anyone else. So don't make me regret giving you a final chance, because fucking hell I can't keep having you throwing everything back in my face unwanted. It hurts too much."
Maui merely nods dejectedly, the weight of Danny's words slumping down on his shoulders. He knows he's got a long way to go to prove himself worthy of Danny's faith in him.
"Go on now, you can wait in your room until Kono has gone," Danny tells him.
"Yes Master," Maui whispers, skulking off to the door, head and shoulders bowed from both distress and relief.
It's my turn now and I force myself to look at him because he deserves that much, no matter how much it hurts to see him dissapointed in me. He leans back against his desk and takes me in, letting out a breath, saddened by what he's had to do to protect all of us. He holds out a hand to me and I draw nearer, let him pull me close. I miss this, the contact, the last week has created a divide between us and I don't know how long it's going to take to close that gap.
"I think I understand why you did it," he admits. "It was wrong of you, deceitful, but you wanted to believe it would be the end of it. I don't doubt Maui and Kono love this family as much as we all do and maybe they did try to end it. Part of me wants to believe that if I'd given them a second chance they'd have ended it also - but I wouldn't have been able to take that risk. And you took a risk baby, too big a risk. Not only that but you lied to me, you kept this secret and you encouraged them to be secretive also. I know you thought you were doing the right thing, but fuck baby, hiding something like this from me, I didn't think you were capable of hurting me like this."
"I didn't do it to hurt you Danny," I tell him, shaking my head. "I did the wrong thing and I'm sorry, I know I fucked up. I never meant for it to come to this."
"I know you didn't," Danny assures me. "Had I found out then or now the consequences would have been the same, only I wouldn't have the added discomfort of having to deal with you in all of this. I needed support in this Steve and you weren't there when I needed you. Instead as well as dealing with Kono and Maui I've had to decide how to deal with you also. You're on lockdown until tomorrow. Kono's leaving is going to be unsettling for everyone as it is without your punishment causing distress as well."
He looks at me with a pained expression and takes in a breath like he doesn't want to continue. I give his hand a small squeeze, knowing I deserve everything and more for what I've done.
"I can't let this slide without a hazing Steve," Danny shakes his head. It's rare he whips us, he doesn't rely on physical beatings to make us submit or assert his authority over us.
He lets the statement hang heavy between us. I can't say I'm surprised by my punishment or that I feel I don't deserve it. He lifts my hand and presses it to his chest gently.
"Steven, you know I love you don't you?" he asks me gently.
"Yes, I know," I nod sadly. Thats what makes this so fucking horrible, that throughout it all he still loves me and I blindly did this out of love. If he hated me perhaps it wouldn't hurt so fucking much. "I love you too Danny."
"Then we will get through this," Danny assures me. "But I swear Steve, I fucking swear you do anything like this again, like Maui, you won't get another chance. So don't break my heart baby, because I'll never forgive you for it."
I'm bitterly aware how close we've came to losing everything, not just the household and putting everyone and everything at risk. But us, the two of us and what we have. I nod, fighting back tears and silently promising I'll never hurt him again. A lump in my throat prevents me from speaking, I swallow hard and he straightens up, cups a hand round my face and pulls me down for a brief, fleeting kiss.
"Go on, tomorrow we'll begin making amends," Danny tells me. "Right now I need to go be with Kono."
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It's a long night, I toss and turn awaiting my punishment and Danny doesn't make me suffer to wait throughout the day. Kamekona comes to let me out of my room early enough and I'm put into the room where the punishment will occur. Some owners like to beat their slaves publicly, as a way of warning to the other slaves what fate lies for them if they do wrong. But Danny doesn't like to add to the humilitation, it's enough to know one of our fellow slaves has been hazed never mind have to witness it. I wait for Danny alone, eyeing the rack and the whip curled up on the table nearby before I turn my back to them and watch the door.
Danny comes in not too long after, looking grim, a frown lining his forehead at his task. He hates this as much as I do. He pauses as he closes the door and looks at me with sad eyes.
"Let's get this over with," he says gently.
I give a small nod of acceptance and pull off my shirt, ignoring the knot of fear gathering in my stomach. Setting my shirt aside I turn to the rack, stepping up to it and stretching my arms out to brace myself against it. I press my face to the cold wood and squeeze my eyes shut as I wait, listening as Danny takes up the whip, the tail unravelling out from the handle against the table before he takes his stance.
I've been whipped before, countless times by previous owners and in the pound. But never by Danny - he's strict but kind enough to give some leeway in our behaviour, hazing for him is always a last resort. I know I deserve it, but I'd prefer it if it was Kamekona or Lei meting out the punishment instead of him. This makes it all the more harder to bare.
I grit my teeth and fight down all sound when the first lash comes, the wood of the rack digging into my skin where I grip all the more tighter onto it. I tense and grunt as the whip comes down again, leaving a fiery burning sensation on my back. The pain is tolerable, but it's the why that forces tears to my eyes. The tail of the whip licks pain into my skin but I don't cry out, bearing each lash with the knowledge the consequences could have been unimaginably worse. I refuse to make him feel worse for doing this to me by letting him hear my suffering. Even with a whipping I'm getting off lightly compared to Kono or Maui. I deserve to be thrown in the pound or sent to the colonies.
It doesn't last long, I hear a small thud as Danny throws the whip disdainfully out of his hand back on the table. I'd not have blamed him if he'd given me a hundred lashes but he's only given me ten. His hand runs over my shoulder and gives me a small pull and he turns me to face him, takes me by the hand and leads me all the way from the punishment room to our bedroom without a word.
"Lie down," he tells me and I do without pause as he dissappears into the bathroom.
Moments later he's by me again, rubbing ointment into the whip tracks that litter my back. I start to cry, not because of the pain though my back feels like it's on fire even with the ointment. But because this is the man he is, so fucking caring of all of us, even when forced to make the difficult choices as our owner. He lies down by me, holding me gently and lets me cry it out.
I fall asleep exhausted physically and mentally by everything that has happened in the last few weeks. When I wake he's still beside me, fingers etching along the track marks on my back, like he could somehow magically make them dissappear. Seeing me awake, his hand drifts lower and his fingers tease at the waistband of my trousers.
"Get undressed baby," he bids me, rolling away and sitting up to pull off his shirt.
He tosses it off the bed before unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his own trousers to ease them off his hips and down his thighs. I remove my own and once naked he pulls me to him flush, the evidence of his arousal pressing into my thigh. It's been weeks since we made love and I fall into his kiss desperate for the connection. It's like we need to physically connect like this to mend the chasm that I've caused and I give myself, as I always have, willingly to him to use.
"Steven, lube," he mutters to me, before crushing his mouth to mine again.
Somehow I manage to scrabble for the cabinet by the bed, fingers wrapping round the tube as I try to keep up with the assault he's carrying out on my mouth. I press it blindly into his hand as his tongue tangles against mine, desperate and focused. His hands push and manouvere me until I straddle him and I realise he wants me in this position to prevent causing more distress to my tortured back. Slick fingers press into me, not giving me much chance to adjust as they probe and scissor. I lean over him, hands either side of his head, body bowed to his as he prepares me. It's rough and insistent and I moan my acceptance to it, feeling his free hand skimming over my back, resting at the bottom of my spine, below the whip marks.
Within minutes he's slicking his cock up quickly before urging me to lift a little, lining himself up. I lower myself down, feeding off the connection as he stretches and fills me.
"Up baby," He whispers harshly, pushing at me to sit up and take more of him. "Fuck, Steve, move, come on."
I take a deep breath as I sit back, groaning at the stretch, taking him deeper. I lift up a little to ease the pressure but his hands grip round my hips and push me down as he lifts his hips upwards. I moan again, it's intense, too much and not enough at the same time. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to breath through the process as he takes me like this. It's possessive and rough, like he's laying claim to me.
His fingers are like vices keeping me in place as he starts to move his hips, cock spearing up into me. I reach out to grasp the headboard, knuckles white from my grip as I just hold on, one of his hands letting go of my hip to wrap around my cock. It moves with the same speed as his thrusts and I can't stave off the build up of pleasure, as much as I will it to last.
"Danny," I manage to stutter out between breaths but it's what he wants of me, purposefully gripping me the way he knows will bring me to orgasm quickly.
He urges me on, whispers gritted out through his teeth as he drives my orgasm to the brink with a relentless pressure. He stills from his thrusting but his hand continues to jerk me off. "Come on Steven, fuck, come baby, come on, come for me."
I gasp, moan, swallow down on the choking groans that echo right from deep inside me. I can't resist or fight him, I can only do as he requests. My orgasm hits quick, I shudder and yell out as his grip milks out my seed, hitting his belly, dripping down his fingers. He continues until my cock quits spasming in his hand and lets go of me as I shudder and shake through the pleasure rippling through my body.
He waits a short time while I drag in heavy breaths, still gripping the head board, trying to force my brain back into gear.
"Steven," he says and I force my eyes open, looking down at him. His expression is dark and owning. "Touch yourself for me."
I groan and though I know I shouldn't, I know it's fruitless, I give a shake of my head. His fingers grip my hips tighter and his voice settles into a steely tone. He isn't asking.
"Do it," he grits out. "Now baby."
With reluctance I remove a hand from the headboard and reach down to grip my cock. I'm sensitive and I hiss at the feel and friction but I move my hand any way around my now half flaccid cock. I know what he wants from me, we've done this before. As I start to jerk myself off he begins to move again, meaningful, intentional thrusts deep up into me as he watches me.
"Danny," I beg, wanting to stop but wanting to continue also, knowing why he pushes me this far sometimes. "Please, I can't-."
"Tighter baby," Danny orders back to me, relentless in his pursuit of completely owning me in this way. It's like we need to reach into this deep dark place in order to reconnect. The getting there is hard but ultimately we'll be stronger because of it. "Fuck Steven, need to see you working for it. Show me baby, show me you want it."
I groan, feeling tears pricking the back of my eyes as I squeeze them shut, tightening my grip and making my up and down jerks more solid and intending. Slowly my cock is starting to grow hard again, despite that I've only just come. My balls are empty but he wants another orgasm from me any way, one that will empty me from my core. I need this, this journey into surrender and only he can lead me through it.
We're both breathing hard and for moments that's all that I can focus on. Danny's fingers claw into my skin and he shifts, enough to change angle a little. He knows my body as well as he knows his own, sex is never just about his own personal satisfaction and he's learned how to really fuel the pleasure within me. As he shifts he angles enough to hit that spot inside that sends new tendrils of pleasure through my spine. It's intense, less pleasureable than usual but equally overwhelming, I can't help but moan at the feel. My responses escape from me like I've no control over them, Danny controls them, like he controls all of me.
I'm eventuallly driven with force back to that edge, I can feel the pleasure pooling dark and craving in my gut, harnessed in my hips where Danny's fingers dig claiming into my skin. I can't get my breath, can't speak or move and it's like I'm broken open and shattered as I orgasm again, cock dry but still spasming as my body is flooded. I sob gasping and aching through it as he relentlessly fucks me and grip helpless on the headboard to hold myself up. Through the sounds forcing their way through my throat I can hear him, he's close, growling through the build up of pleasure, chasing it as he pulls me down, buries in deep as his cock spasms inside me. I can't move, can't think, only feel and hear and know I'm completely owned by this man, like he's wrapped me up in his essence.
I've come close to losing this, too close. If I ever lose Danny because of my own selfish and blind reasonings, I don't think I'd survive. He pulls me down beside him, wraps me up in his arms and we lay, exhausted and sated by one another.
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Steve/Danny, Kono, Chin, Kamekona, OC's
Summary: Adjusting to life with a baby is strange but rewarding. Danny springs a large surprise on Steve that expands their 'Ohana' even further. But incidents occur that affect the household in a way no-body expects and Steve realises how precious and fragile his relationship is with his Owner and how much he has to lose.
Warnings: AU/AR!Future, M-preg, slash, slave!fic, mentions of miscarriages & adoption
A/N: A continutation of the 'Incubator- verse' which began with 'The Incubator'. I have a few stories written at various time stamps for this 'verse'. Just trying to get them all to connect up.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight
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The days drag endlessly, it's like every minute is an hour. It's painful and difficult, nobody talks to you except to give you an order and there's a heavy, depressing atmosphere within the household. Being at the centre of why that atmosphere exists makes it even harder to cope with. It's made even more difficult when I hear Grace or catch glimpses of her with Kim or Kame or worse, Danny. When I hear her crying I want to go to her. I hear her cries throughout the night and the clicking of Kim's door as she goes to tend to her. Sometimes she returns to her room within minutes and I know Danny is the one who sits with Grace as she settles back down from her broken rest.
I miss them both. The only times I've been seperate from Danny's bed is when I've been in the hospital. He barely acknowledges my presence now, even when he's in a room with me alone. It's like I don't exist, I'm cut off and bereft. This enforced seperation is killing me. I catch sight of Chin one afternoon, a fleeting moment as he arrives at the house as I'm going upstairs. Danny will have had to be careful who he involved but no doubt it's to see about Kono. I can't imagine the strain of worry and concern the matter will be causing for him. If she falls pregnant there'll be more difficult decisions to be made.
Danny makes his decision a little over a week later, or maybe he made it earlier but he doesn't tell us until he's organised a plan. If the days have dragged for me I can't imagine what Kono and Maui are suffering through, knowing their fate is to be sold to some other household, some other place. They are young and they'll adapt, you learn to do that as a slave, but Danny's household, it's something different. Owners like Danny are few and far between. Danny has us all brought to him in his study again, it's private and he doesn't want to cause any more anguish for the household than has already been caused.
"I've made a decision," he tells us. He looks tired, stressed and I wonder how much sleep he has been getting. How much stress this entire situation has caused him. "This hasn't been easy. You both put me in a very difficult position and if I could trust you would be able to let this go, to continue on together here without another situation like this occurring, I'd have let it go with just a hazing. But it's not that simple. I don't pretend to not understand what drove you too it, but that's why one of you has to go. Let me warn you that other owners will not be as understanding as I am in this and I want you to know that they'd most likely turn you both into the authorities themselves than run the risk of being accused of having prior knowledge of the relationship. This isn't just a rule set by an owner, it's the law and you broke it, knowingly.
However, I didn't want to just cast you out unwanted, because you are both wanted here. I've made some calls, made sure where you're going is safe. A good household, good owners, people I know so I can at least make enquiries about you every now and then."
He still hasn't said which one of them is leaving but I watch his focus shift to the person he's chosen and I know. It doesn't matter which one of them he chose, it was always going to be hard, but fuck it's just a terrible way for it to end.
"They're expecting their first child in two months," Danny sighs looking at Kono. "You'll have time to settle in, get to know them and what they expect of you. I'm sorry Kono, but you should have known better. You're the older of the two of you, though I know not by much. But you also initiated and pursued the relationship despite Maui's reservations and while he shouldn't have been so weak as to allow himself to be enticed, I have to hold you accountable for the situation, more so than him."
Kono struggles to contain herself as Danny speaks to her, sounding so disheartened for having come to the decision he has. But she can't hold it in and bursts into tears, her lithe body shaking as she's told she's been sold. I go to hold her but Danny gets there first, pulling her into his embrace and soothing her as she cries it out. Maui shifts beside me and he's just as distraught, I lay a hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
"It's okay Kono, it's okay," Danny tells her. I can see he's as upset as she is, barely holding back his own tears. He doesn't let her go as he talks to her and I want to hold him as much as her, and chase away the pain and anguish that they are both suffering. "They're a good family. They'll take care of you, that I promise you. And they don't know whats happened here. I've told them that I've no need for you any more but wanted you sold on to people I trusted would care for you. Believe me when I say, had this not happened, I'd never have considered selling you even after Grace had grown too old for you to remain. You would have always had a home here with us. At least this way I can hope you make as good an impression on your new owners as you did me, enough that they'll keep you a part of them for longer than merely a few years to help raise their child."
He pulls back and wipes the pads of his thumbs under her eyes, chasing away the tears and giving her a watery smile.
"You're going to be fine," he assures her.
Kono struggles to be brave and gives a mute nod. I've no doubt Danny has done everything in his power to assure himself he's sold her into a safe new ownership.
"When do I leave?" she asks him, voice shaky and barely a whisper.
"Today," Danny tells her, knowing to delay longer would make it even more painful. "You've time to say your goodbyes. Go splash some cold water on your face and freshen up, you want to give your owners a good first impression, like you did me."
"Can I say goodbye to Grace?" she asks.
Like me, both she and Maui have been forbidden from being around her.
Danny gives her a smile and nods gently. "Of course you can. Go freshen up and say goodbye to everyone else first. I'll come and see you with her while Lei gets the car ready."
Turning to myself and Maui she smiles weakly. She and Maui exchange a brief hug but they can't look at each other. I pull her in to a long embrace and I feel her hands gripping tightly round me like she doesn't want to let go before she reluctantly pulls back. I press a soft kiss to her forehead and say goodbye before she pulls away, fighting back a new wave of tears. Danny waits until she leaves the room before he gives attention to Maui and I.
"Maui I swear, this is your last chance," Danny says looking at him full on, eyes full of promise and meaning every word. "The next infraction and you are out, no questions, no excuses. I hope you've grasped the brevity of this situation and how lucky you are to be staying when I could have easily had you sent straight to the colonies. Don't make me regret making this decision, there are no more chances here. As of Kono's leaving you are no longer under lock down. Her being dismissed from his household because of something you both took part in is punishment enough and you're going to have to live with the fact that because of your foolish naievety she's no longer part of our family. I love you Maui, I need you to understand that, because fuck if you don't still carry some deep seated distrust against owners.
I don't know if that's what drove you to do this. I don't know if you feel somehow considered or thought of less than your fellow slaves here. Perhaps you feel I don't care enough for you or give you enough support. Well I do care Maui, I care for you all. If I don't show that enough then I'm sorry for it, because I don't want anyone in my home to feel they aren't loved and cared for. I know I'm hard on you at times, perhaps harder than the others, but it doesn't mean I don't care. You're important to this household as much as anyone else. So don't make me regret giving you a final chance, because fucking hell I can't keep having you throwing everything back in my face unwanted. It hurts too much."
Maui merely nods dejectedly, the weight of Danny's words slumping down on his shoulders. He knows he's got a long way to go to prove himself worthy of Danny's faith in him.
"Go on now, you can wait in your room until Kono has gone," Danny tells him.
"Yes Master," Maui whispers, skulking off to the door, head and shoulders bowed from both distress and relief.
It's my turn now and I force myself to look at him because he deserves that much, no matter how much it hurts to see him dissapointed in me. He leans back against his desk and takes me in, letting out a breath, saddened by what he's had to do to protect all of us. He holds out a hand to me and I draw nearer, let him pull me close. I miss this, the contact, the last week has created a divide between us and I don't know how long it's going to take to close that gap.
"I think I understand why you did it," he admits. "It was wrong of you, deceitful, but you wanted to believe it would be the end of it. I don't doubt Maui and Kono love this family as much as we all do and maybe they did try to end it. Part of me wants to believe that if I'd given them a second chance they'd have ended it also - but I wouldn't have been able to take that risk. And you took a risk baby, too big a risk. Not only that but you lied to me, you kept this secret and you encouraged them to be secretive also. I know you thought you were doing the right thing, but fuck baby, hiding something like this from me, I didn't think you were capable of hurting me like this."
"I didn't do it to hurt you Danny," I tell him, shaking my head. "I did the wrong thing and I'm sorry, I know I fucked up. I never meant for it to come to this."
"I know you didn't," Danny assures me. "Had I found out then or now the consequences would have been the same, only I wouldn't have the added discomfort of having to deal with you in all of this. I needed support in this Steve and you weren't there when I needed you. Instead as well as dealing with Kono and Maui I've had to decide how to deal with you also. You're on lockdown until tomorrow. Kono's leaving is going to be unsettling for everyone as it is without your punishment causing distress as well."
He looks at me with a pained expression and takes in a breath like he doesn't want to continue. I give his hand a small squeeze, knowing I deserve everything and more for what I've done.
"I can't let this slide without a hazing Steve," Danny shakes his head. It's rare he whips us, he doesn't rely on physical beatings to make us submit or assert his authority over us.
He lets the statement hang heavy between us. I can't say I'm surprised by my punishment or that I feel I don't deserve it. He lifts my hand and presses it to his chest gently.
"Steven, you know I love you don't you?" he asks me gently.
"Yes, I know," I nod sadly. Thats what makes this so fucking horrible, that throughout it all he still loves me and I blindly did this out of love. If he hated me perhaps it wouldn't hurt so fucking much. "I love you too Danny."
"Then we will get through this," Danny assures me. "But I swear Steve, I fucking swear you do anything like this again, like Maui, you won't get another chance. So don't break my heart baby, because I'll never forgive you for it."
I'm bitterly aware how close we've came to losing everything, not just the household and putting everyone and everything at risk. But us, the two of us and what we have. I nod, fighting back tears and silently promising I'll never hurt him again. A lump in my throat prevents me from speaking, I swallow hard and he straightens up, cups a hand round my face and pulls me down for a brief, fleeting kiss.
"Go on, tomorrow we'll begin making amends," Danny tells me. "Right now I need to go be with Kono."
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It's a long night, I toss and turn awaiting my punishment and Danny doesn't make me suffer to wait throughout the day. Kamekona comes to let me out of my room early enough and I'm put into the room where the punishment will occur. Some owners like to beat their slaves publicly, as a way of warning to the other slaves what fate lies for them if they do wrong. But Danny doesn't like to add to the humilitation, it's enough to know one of our fellow slaves has been hazed never mind have to witness it. I wait for Danny alone, eyeing the rack and the whip curled up on the table nearby before I turn my back to them and watch the door.
Danny comes in not too long after, looking grim, a frown lining his forehead at his task. He hates this as much as I do. He pauses as he closes the door and looks at me with sad eyes.
"Let's get this over with," he says gently.
I give a small nod of acceptance and pull off my shirt, ignoring the knot of fear gathering in my stomach. Setting my shirt aside I turn to the rack, stepping up to it and stretching my arms out to brace myself against it. I press my face to the cold wood and squeeze my eyes shut as I wait, listening as Danny takes up the whip, the tail unravelling out from the handle against the table before he takes his stance.
I've been whipped before, countless times by previous owners and in the pound. But never by Danny - he's strict but kind enough to give some leeway in our behaviour, hazing for him is always a last resort. I know I deserve it, but I'd prefer it if it was Kamekona or Lei meting out the punishment instead of him. This makes it all the more harder to bare.
I grit my teeth and fight down all sound when the first lash comes, the wood of the rack digging into my skin where I grip all the more tighter onto it. I tense and grunt as the whip comes down again, leaving a fiery burning sensation on my back. The pain is tolerable, but it's the why that forces tears to my eyes. The tail of the whip licks pain into my skin but I don't cry out, bearing each lash with the knowledge the consequences could have been unimaginably worse. I refuse to make him feel worse for doing this to me by letting him hear my suffering. Even with a whipping I'm getting off lightly compared to Kono or Maui. I deserve to be thrown in the pound or sent to the colonies.
It doesn't last long, I hear a small thud as Danny throws the whip disdainfully out of his hand back on the table. I'd not have blamed him if he'd given me a hundred lashes but he's only given me ten. His hand runs over my shoulder and gives me a small pull and he turns me to face him, takes me by the hand and leads me all the way from the punishment room to our bedroom without a word.
"Lie down," he tells me and I do without pause as he dissappears into the bathroom.
Moments later he's by me again, rubbing ointment into the whip tracks that litter my back. I start to cry, not because of the pain though my back feels like it's on fire even with the ointment. But because this is the man he is, so fucking caring of all of us, even when forced to make the difficult choices as our owner. He lies down by me, holding me gently and lets me cry it out.
I fall asleep exhausted physically and mentally by everything that has happened in the last few weeks. When I wake he's still beside me, fingers etching along the track marks on my back, like he could somehow magically make them dissappear. Seeing me awake, his hand drifts lower and his fingers tease at the waistband of my trousers.
"Get undressed baby," he bids me, rolling away and sitting up to pull off his shirt.
He tosses it off the bed before unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his own trousers to ease them off his hips and down his thighs. I remove my own and once naked he pulls me to him flush, the evidence of his arousal pressing into my thigh. It's been weeks since we made love and I fall into his kiss desperate for the connection. It's like we need to physically connect like this to mend the chasm that I've caused and I give myself, as I always have, willingly to him to use.
"Steven, lube," he mutters to me, before crushing his mouth to mine again.
Somehow I manage to scrabble for the cabinet by the bed, fingers wrapping round the tube as I try to keep up with the assault he's carrying out on my mouth. I press it blindly into his hand as his tongue tangles against mine, desperate and focused. His hands push and manouvere me until I straddle him and I realise he wants me in this position to prevent causing more distress to my tortured back. Slick fingers press into me, not giving me much chance to adjust as they probe and scissor. I lean over him, hands either side of his head, body bowed to his as he prepares me. It's rough and insistent and I moan my acceptance to it, feeling his free hand skimming over my back, resting at the bottom of my spine, below the whip marks.
Within minutes he's slicking his cock up quickly before urging me to lift a little, lining himself up. I lower myself down, feeding off the connection as he stretches and fills me.
"Up baby," He whispers harshly, pushing at me to sit up and take more of him. "Fuck, Steve, move, come on."
I take a deep breath as I sit back, groaning at the stretch, taking him deeper. I lift up a little to ease the pressure but his hands grip round my hips and push me down as he lifts his hips upwards. I moan again, it's intense, too much and not enough at the same time. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to breath through the process as he takes me like this. It's possessive and rough, like he's laying claim to me.
His fingers are like vices keeping me in place as he starts to move his hips, cock spearing up into me. I reach out to grasp the headboard, knuckles white from my grip as I just hold on, one of his hands letting go of my hip to wrap around my cock. It moves with the same speed as his thrusts and I can't stave off the build up of pleasure, as much as I will it to last.
"Danny," I manage to stutter out between breaths but it's what he wants of me, purposefully gripping me the way he knows will bring me to orgasm quickly.
He urges me on, whispers gritted out through his teeth as he drives my orgasm to the brink with a relentless pressure. He stills from his thrusting but his hand continues to jerk me off. "Come on Steven, fuck, come baby, come on, come for me."
I gasp, moan, swallow down on the choking groans that echo right from deep inside me. I can't resist or fight him, I can only do as he requests. My orgasm hits quick, I shudder and yell out as his grip milks out my seed, hitting his belly, dripping down his fingers. He continues until my cock quits spasming in his hand and lets go of me as I shudder and shake through the pleasure rippling through my body.
He waits a short time while I drag in heavy breaths, still gripping the head board, trying to force my brain back into gear.
"Steven," he says and I force my eyes open, looking down at him. His expression is dark and owning. "Touch yourself for me."
I groan and though I know I shouldn't, I know it's fruitless, I give a shake of my head. His fingers grip my hips tighter and his voice settles into a steely tone. He isn't asking.
"Do it," he grits out. "Now baby."
With reluctance I remove a hand from the headboard and reach down to grip my cock. I'm sensitive and I hiss at the feel and friction but I move my hand any way around my now half flaccid cock. I know what he wants from me, we've done this before. As I start to jerk myself off he begins to move again, meaningful, intentional thrusts deep up into me as he watches me.
"Danny," I beg, wanting to stop but wanting to continue also, knowing why he pushes me this far sometimes. "Please, I can't-."
"Tighter baby," Danny orders back to me, relentless in his pursuit of completely owning me in this way. It's like we need to reach into this deep dark place in order to reconnect. The getting there is hard but ultimately we'll be stronger because of it. "Fuck Steven, need to see you working for it. Show me baby, show me you want it."
I groan, feeling tears pricking the back of my eyes as I squeeze them shut, tightening my grip and making my up and down jerks more solid and intending. Slowly my cock is starting to grow hard again, despite that I've only just come. My balls are empty but he wants another orgasm from me any way, one that will empty me from my core. I need this, this journey into surrender and only he can lead me through it.
We're both breathing hard and for moments that's all that I can focus on. Danny's fingers claw into my skin and he shifts, enough to change angle a little. He knows my body as well as he knows his own, sex is never just about his own personal satisfaction and he's learned how to really fuel the pleasure within me. As he shifts he angles enough to hit that spot inside that sends new tendrils of pleasure through my spine. It's intense, less pleasureable than usual but equally overwhelming, I can't help but moan at the feel. My responses escape from me like I've no control over them, Danny controls them, like he controls all of me.
I'm eventuallly driven with force back to that edge, I can feel the pleasure pooling dark and craving in my gut, harnessed in my hips where Danny's fingers dig claiming into my skin. I can't get my breath, can't speak or move and it's like I'm broken open and shattered as I orgasm again, cock dry but still spasming as my body is flooded. I sob gasping and aching through it as he relentlessly fucks me and grip helpless on the headboard to hold myself up. Through the sounds forcing their way through my throat I can hear him, he's close, growling through the build up of pleasure, chasing it as he pulls me down, buries in deep as his cock spasms inside me. I can't move, can't think, only feel and hear and know I'm completely owned by this man, like he's wrapped me up in his essence.
I've come close to losing this, too close. If I ever lose Danny because of my own selfish and blind reasonings, I don't think I'd survive. He pulls me down beside him, wraps me up in his arms and we lay, exhausted and sated by one another.