Working Out a Kink

[jimmywithit]

Working Out a Kink
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; Chansoo, ChanKaisoo
Genre; Smut, AU
Warnings and Kinks; BDSM, knife play, whipping, humiliation, breath play, DP, spitroast, rimjob, exhibitionism, toys, face fucking
Summary; Chanyeol is sent to a place that will help him work out some of his ideas.
Word count; 4857
Notes; This was as fun to write as the warnings/kinks would suggest. Written on request, hope you enjoy.



Chanyeol felt miserable as he stood outside the building that matched the address on the gift certificate clutched in his hand. He knew his friend had meant well when he'd purchsed the gift for him, but honestly, Chanyeol thought he might get sick. He'd thought about this kind of place before, but he'd never actually considered it, not really.

He'd done his research before coming in, and knew the gift certificate would only cover about half the cost of a session. But money wasn't the issue; he could have afforded this place on his own. With the gift certificate though, not using it would be wasting it. And Chanyeol wasn't big on wasting things.

If the exterior of the building was this intimidating, he could only imagine the state he'd be in once he got inside. Somehow, though, he pushed past that feeling and walked in.

A surprisingly white hallway greeted him. Immediately after that, a kind looking man turned the corner and smiled at him with big, perfectly white teeth. The smile went a long way toward relaxing Chanyeol.

"Hi," he offered in a pleasant sounding voice. "Welcome to Mystic." Behind the man, a few girls in various states of undress had begun filing into the hallway.

Before the man could say anything else, Chanyeol shoved the gift certificate in his direction and practically shouted, "I like men." He felt a little panicked and frankly a bunch of nude women wasn't helping the situation.

"Woah, woah," the man said with a laugh as he took the gift certificate. "It's okay, take a breath for me, okay?" He gave the girls a small shrug and they left again, a few of them grumbling. "Now, we can get the guys out here. But first, are you going to be alright?"

"Yeah, I'm..." Chanyeol took the breath the man had suggested he take. "A friend said I should... come here. He's a client."

"And was your friend right?" the man asked with a little doubt in his voice. Then a series of young men came filing into the hallway the way the girls had. Chanyeol stared.

After long moments of looking over each man, Chanyeol finally responded, "Yes." He turned his eyes back to the man with the white teeth. "Yes, I think so."

His smile was wide and very comforting, and Chanyeol found himself beginning to smile in return. "Good. We'd love to have you. My name is Joonmyun." He held out a hand, and Chanyeol shook it. "If you'd like to take your time, just let me know when you've chosen someone, and then we can sit down and talk for a bit, okay?"

"I've chosen," Chanyeol replied immediately. "Only..." He hesitated, then pushed forward; he was already here and in the door, what did he have to lose by asking questions? "Could I have two?"

Joonmyun quirked a brow but his smile stayed in place. "Of course. Which two?"

Chanyeol turned back to the lineup. "Fourth one," he said decisively, "and sixth."

The two men stepped forward as the rest began to exit the hallway. The fourth one in the line stepped closer, looking up at Chanyeol. "I'm Kyungsoo." He held out a hand to shake, and Chanyeol took it, but he didn't stop looking at Kyungsoo's tight tee shirt and fitted jeans.

"Chanyeol," he replied without thinking, only realizing a moment later that he'd intended to give a fake name.

"Jongin," introduced the sixth member of the lineup, also extending his hand. Chanyeol was caught off guard by his deep voice. He took in his second choice's low-cut tank top and skintight black pants as he shook his hand.

"Now to work out... some details," Joonmyun continued tactfully. He gestured toward a nearby door. "Do you want your boys to join us, or...?"

Chanyeol considered them for a long moment, then nodded at Joonmyun. "Yeah, that would be good."

"Perfect." Joonmyun wore that immaculate smile all the way to the door, then let the three others in before himself.

Chanyeol found himself in a sort of small office-meet-conference room. There were chairs around a table in the center, and he sat in one, waiting as the others sat down as well. Honestly the whole idea of the place and the place itself made him nervous but the three men around him were doing a very good job of helping him keep calm. He figured they had a lot of experience with that.

"So, first, I'd just like to say a few things we don't allow here, so if they're the things you're looking for, we can figure that out right away." Joonmyun pulled out a folder and began flipping through a few pages. "None of our employees can be left with lasting marks or injuries. And there's a waiver to sign that excuses our employees and company of any responsibility in regard to injuries you may want inflicted on you. We always use condoms here, if you want oral or anal penetration. No bodily fluids are handled without proper protection for our employees. No scat or water sports. No biting, either to or from our employees." He lifted his eyes from the page he was reading off of and regarded Chanyeol with that same pleasant smile. "Is any of that a problem?"

"No, none of that is an issue," Chanyeol agreed readily. He looked over at Kyungsoo to his left, who smiled at him a little shyly. Smirking at the guy's obvious acting, his gaze returned to Joonmyun.

"Great." He turned to a new page and continued, "So, I take it you've never done this before." He lifted a pencil and tapped the tip against the page in his folder. "Just so you know, if this is all you want to do and you want to get up and leave right now, that's fine."

"No, no, I'm not leaving."

"Okay. And if you want to leave after we've talked for awhile, that's okay too. We'd love to have you back anytime."

"I'm staying," Chanyeol reiterated.

"Good." He jotted down a couple of words on his paper. "As soon as you go to your room with the boys, your session starts. Certain activities add to your overall price, but it's generally priced by the hour, and you can stay as long as you like, until closing time if you'd prefer."

"I'm sure I won't need that long," Chanyeol answered back, but he was glad to know he wouldn't be limited to one hour.

"Now, this is the waiver, all our clients need to sign it. It just says that you're likely to get some minor short-lived injuries, maybe a few bruises, and that you're not gonna sue us. Read it over, and sign." He slid a page and a pen to Chanyeol.

Chanyeol read it fairly carefully, happy to see it was written pretty plainly instead of being full of unidentifiable legal jargon. He signed the form and handed it back.

"So. Now. Tell us about Chanyeol."

Put on the spot like that, Chanyeol felt completely unsure of himself. "Well... ah." He cleared his throat.

Joonmyun just continued to smile pleasantly. "What is it you're really here for?" he prompted to get the ball rolling.

"I just... wanna be tied up." Chanyeol could feel himself blushing after he said it. He'd never said it aloud, and it sounded strange. Still, since he'd already started, and he was sure these guys had heard everything he wanted to say from plenty of prior clients, he kept going. "Tied up, gagged, blindfolded. Humiliated." He turned back to Kyungsoo. "By you. And... choked, I don't know if you guys do that."

"We do that," Kyungsoo answered instead of Joonmyun for once. He wasn't acting shy anymore. "What else do you want me to do to you?"

Chanyeol wiped his sweaty palms on his pants but didn't pull his eyes away. "Fucking. Spanking, and... whipping... I really don't know if you'd do anything like this, but... if you have a knife...?"

"Oh, you like it dangerous." Kyungsoo settled more comfortably into his chair. "Do you just want me to tease you with the knife, or do you want me to make it hurt a little?"

"Just tease," Chanyeol blurted out immediately.

"Anything else you want from me?"

"Um... Just as long as you... I mean, yeah, just, everything I've said."

"And what do you want me to do for you?" that unexpectedly deep voice asked off to Kyungsoo's right.

Chanyeol turned to Jongin. "I want you to watch. Or... mostly watch. You can participate some, too. But I want Kyungsoo in charge of you too."

Jongin nodded.

"Okay." Joonmyun's pleasant voice had Chanyeol turning his head again. His pencil was jotting down various notes, and Chanyeol figured it was a summary of everything he'd just said. "So that's it? If you have anything else to add, you can add it now, or if you remember during the session, you can tell your boys and they'll figure it out from there."

"That's it," Chanyeol confirmed.

"Well, then, you boys go ahead and get to your room." He stood, then waited for the other three to stand. "It was a pleasure, Chanyeol, and I hope you enjoy your stay." He took Chanyeol's hand again for a shake. Chanyeol thought it felt kind of awkward now that he'd said so much in front of Joonmyun.

Joonmyun left the room the way they'd entered, but Kyungsoo stood and led the other two through a door at the back of the room, then down a small hallway until he reached another door. Chanyeol followed Kyungsoo into the room beyond, and found himself a little surprised by the room's decor. It looked almost like a hotel room, except moderately more cozy and lived in. And there was a whole wall of toys and props that a person normally wouldn't find in a hotel.

Kyungsoo shut and locked the door. "Our safe word tonight is 'red'," he told the other occupants of the room without pretense.

Chanyeol nodded.

"Ready to start?" Kyungsoo asked as he took off his own shirt.

"Yes."

"You'll call me Master," Kyungsoo instructed, but it was without venom.

"Yes, Master," Chanyeol corrected himself quickly.

"Now, you," Kyungsoo turned to Jongin. "Strip for us."

"Yes, Master," Jongin replied obediently, then began tugging off his clothes. Chanyeol was impressed with how easily Jongin managed to free himself from such tight pants, and extremely arounsed to find that he was wearing nothing underneath. He allowed himself to appreciate Jongin's tan, toned body once he was completely nude.

"Go kneel in the corner facing us," Kyungsoo continued to instruct Jongin.

"Of course, Master." Jongin was quick to obey.

Kyungsoo grabbed a dual fist mitt from the wall of accessories and followed after Jongin. "You're not allowed to play with yourself. You can only get off when I allow. Let me know you understand."

"I understand, master," Jongin confirmed.

Kyungsoo turned his sights on Chanyeol. "Now your turn. Strip for us."

Chanyeol was only too happy to comply, already halfway out of his shirt by the time he answered, "Yes, Master." He hoped Kyungsoo wouldn't be hesitant to fulfill all of his requests, because he wasn't being very intimidating yet, but he knew these were professionals, so he figured he could wait for the real games to begin. He kicked his pants and boxers off ungracefully.

Kyungsoo made a noise somewhere between a hum and a coo as he moved closer to Chanyeol. He lightly stroked his upper arm and the top of his chest, looking him over. "So you want me to fuck you?" he asked in the kind of voice a person might use to talk to their dog.

Chanyeol nodded as Kyungsoo began walking around him. A hand met his ass sharply and he yelled in surprise.

"Let's try that again. You want me to fuck your hole tonight?" The soft voice was gone, and Chanyeol shivered at his harsh tone.

"Yes, Master, I want that."

"Well, you're going to have to earn it." He pinched at the skin he'd slapped, and Chanyeol let out a small sound. "If you can be a good boy I'll consider giving your cockhole the pounding it wants. Now, get on your knees for me."

"Yes, Master." Chanyeol dropped down, looking up at Kyungsoo and waiting.

"God, such an eager little slut, dropping to your knees any chance you get." He grabbed a fistful of Chanyeol's hair and tugged his head back sharply, making Chanyeol's eyes water. But Chanyeol didn't protest. "I bet you'd do anything if I said it would help you get your little hole fucked." When Chanyeol remained silent, Kyungsoo tugged his hair harder. "Wouldn't you?"

"I would do anything you say, Master."

Kyungsoo released his hair. "Good boy." He took a moment to glance behind himself at Jongin, and Chanyeol followed his gaze. Jongin seemed to be taking in the sight before him eagerly.

Seemingly satisfied, Kyungsoo returned his attention to Chanyeol. "Can you behave yourself and keep your hands from touching me or yourself, or do I have to restrain you like Jongin?"

"I can behave, Master," Chanyeol replied eagerly.

"Don't disappoint me." He removed his own clothes, then turned and placed one foot against the edge of the bed, bending to stick his ass in Chanyeol's face and supporting himself with his hands on the nearby table. "Now eat my ass so Jongin can see what kind of dirty things you're willing to do to earn this cock."

Chanyeol whimpered slightly but pressed his face forward to lick Kyungsoo's hole, his cheeks burning hot with shame. Kyungsoo reached back to spread his cheeks. Having only seen porn of this before, never having experienced it personally, Chanyeol was kind of unsure, but he did his best, running his tongue in fast, hard swipes against Kyungsoo. He seemed to be doing a good job, because Kyungsoo released a breathy moan and pressed back against his tongue. He tried shorter swipes, the tip of his tongue flicking against his hole rapidly, and that made Kyungsoo press back harder. He was pleased that he could do so well, and he began running the tip of his tongue in circles, which earned another breathy moan. He had wondered if Jongin or Kyungsoo would actually get off to anything they did, and if Kyungsoo's reactions were anything to go by, then at least he was enjoying their game. He let his tongue penetrate Kyungsoo, and Kyungsoo spread his cheeks further, forcing himself backward to spear himself on Chanyeol's tongue.

"You like eating this ass, don't you?"

Chanyeol pulled his mouth away to respond, "Yes, Master," before running his tongue hard against his hole again. Without thinking much of it, he brought a hand up to Kyungsoo's thigh to help steady himself.

Immediately, Kyungsoo pulled away and turned. "What did I tell you about touching me?"

Chanyeol was shocked, but managed out, "N-not to."

"Not to, what?" Kyungsoo demanded.

"Not to, Master," Chanyeol corrected, but it was already too late.

"Up." Kyungsoo flicked a finger upward.

Chanyeol got up as quickly as he could, his head hung in shame.

"Poor Jongin, he doesn't even get the show he was promised. But he can get a new show now. You need to be punished for what you did." He tilted his head toward the bed. "On the bed, and don't make me wait."

Chanyeol climbed onto the bed, kneeling on the soft surface.

Kyungsoo took his time selecting items off the toy wall, then headed to the bed. He hooked a set of black leather cuffs to the headboard. Guiding Chanyeol down onto his elbows, he secured the cuffs to Chanyeol's wrists. "That should help take care of your touching problem." He revealed something else he'd gotten as he eased a plastic ball into Chanyeol's mouth. A strap was secured around the back of his head. Chanyeol tested the ball gag lightly, shifting his jaw and finding that he didn't have much leeway at all.

Kyungsoo held the other object he'd retrieved in front of Chanyeol's face so he could see it. He shivered at the sight of the whip. "Now for your punishment," Kyungsoo informed him. He shifted off of the bed and stood beside it. "I wish you could see Jongin right now," he told Chanyeol, "and how hard he is, watching me punish you. You better make this good for him."

Chanyeol attempted to give his consent, but his words were unintelligible, and a line of drool passed the gag to leak down his chin. The first strike of the thick whip hit him, and he yelled out, causing more drool to drip down his chin. He pressed away from the whip.

"Now, now, be a good boy and take your punishment like you're supposed to," Kyungsoo instructed.

Chanyeol whimpered, but when the next blow hit he held more still, crying out again. He spread his legs some to find a more stable position, preparing himself for the next strike, which he endured better than the first two. His eyes watered from the pain, and he'd never been more hard.

Kyungsoo began landing blows in quick succession, but Chanyeol barely wavered, his legs shaking from the effort to hold still as instructed. When Kyungsoo was finally done, Chanyeol had pressed his face to the bed to hide his tears and drool. But Kyungsoo placed the whip aside, then lifted his head by his hair, looking at his messy face.

"Crying like a little baby," he mocked, and added more insult as he licked a stream of tears off his cheek, leaving his spit to dry on Chanyeol's face along with his tears and drool. "You took that punishment so well," he cooed. "Maybe I'll give you a treat for that. Would you like that?"

Chanyeol sniffed back his tears and nodded weakly.

Kyungsoo disappeared over to the toy wall again for a short while, and when he returned he was pulling on a rubber glove. "You haven't earned my cock yet but I know you want that hole filled up." He lubricated two gloved fingers. "Now, how big do you want it?" He held up a smaller toy. Chanyeol shook his head. When presented with a slightly larger toy, Chanyeol hesitated. "Oh." Kyungsoo's voice held realization and laughter. He held up a very large toy and said, "Your hungry little hole wants as much as I can give it, huh?"

Chanyeol's face burned, but he nodded his assent.

Kyungsoo laughed aloud. "Hear that, Jongin? This little slut wants to take everything I can give him. Isn't that just perfect?"

Jongin let out a small sound of approval. "Yes, Master, perfect."

Kyungsoo slid his fingers into Chanyeol and scissored them. "I think I can give you that much, if you promise to be a good boy. Promise?"

Chanyeol nodded eagerly, pressing back against his fingers. Kyungsoo didn't wait long to add a third finger, spreading them out and twisting his hand to stretch Chanyeol wide open. He fingered him quickly, widening him in preparation for the large toy. Chanyeol just pressed back harder and harder against his hand.

Kyungsoo freed his fingers and lubricated the toy toroughly. He ran the tip around Chanyeol's hole slowly, teasing him until Chanyeol let out a needy whimper and shifted his hips back in desire. "Patience," Kyungsoo chastised, but he pressed the tip of the toy in at the same time.

Chanyeol tensed up, having never taken anything quite so large before. He whined and closed his eyes tightly, trying to relax. Kyungsoo slowly plunged the object into him. "Oh, look how well you take all this, your hungry hole is just gobbling it up." He tilted it and twisted it around, making Chanyeol shudder and moan. Kyungsoo pulled it almost completely from his body, then forced it back in quickly. Chanyeol let out a few words around the ball gag, moaning lowly. "What is it?" Kyungsoo purred. "More?" He pulled the toy out and pressed it back in faster. Chanyeol shifted toward it eagerly. "I bet you wish I had an even bigger toy for you, you're just sucking this in." He fucked Chanyeol with the toy fast. Chanyeol's cock ached with need, and he thought if Kyungsoo kept this up he might end up coming hands-free. He'd never felt so full before, and he loved it.

Too soon, Kyungsoo's hand stilled. "Do you want to make Jongin feel good like you feel good?" he asked.

Chanyeol nodded eagerly.

Kyungsoo left the toy inside him as he reached out to undo his gag. "Come here, Jongin."

Jongin practically ran over. Chanyeol could see how hard he was, the tip of his cock glistening.

"Have you liked this show so far?" Kyungsoo asked Jongin, running a hand down his chest.

"Yes, Master." Jongin's hips pressed forward slightly as though to emphasize the point.

Kyungsoo grabbed a condom of the nearby table, tore it open, and rolled it onto Jongin. "Turn around for me."

Jongin obeyed, and Kyungsoo undid his hand restraints.

"Our good boy wants to make you feel good. Step to the head of the bed." As he did so, Kyungsoo said to Chanyeol, "Suck him off."

Still so full of the toy and with his mouth sore from the ballgag, Chanyeol wasn't sure he could accomplish it. "I don't..."

Kyungsoo reached into the drawer beneath the table and withdrew a small knife. "I don't recall giving you an option." He pressed the tip of the knife against Chanyeol's shoulder. "Now suck him off."

Chanyeol's eyes were wide in fear, his breathing shallow, and he immediately obeyed, shifting on his elbows until he was closer to Jongin. Kyungsoo gripped a fistful of his hair and dragged him even closer, the knife beginning to dig into his skin. He opened his mouth, and Jongin slid in, moaning. Kyungsoo led Chanyeol's head along, and trailed the knife up to his neck, pressing just hard enough to almost break skin. Chanyeol whined slightly, his eyes shutting tightly, and he didn't move, afraid he would get cut if he tried.

"Here, you hold this," Kyungsoo instructed Jongin, pulling the knife away finally, and as Kyungsoo's hand left Chanyeol's hair, Jongin's replaced it, tugging Chanyeol's mouth further onto his cock. Chanyeol didn't even bother to try to suck or lick, just letting Jongin fuck his face at will. And Jongin was far from gentle, driving himself against the back of Chanyeol's throat and moaning openly. At the same time, Kyungsoo reached back to continue sliding the toy into him. Chanyeol felt uncomfortably full and almost overwhelmed but he didn't fight, his legs spreading further and more drool managing to fall down his chin as he did his best to breathe through his nose.

Kyungsoo withdrew the toy, and Chanyeol whimpered around Jongin. "Enough," he instructed Jongin. Jongin looked put off, but obeyed nonetheless, pulling out of Chanyeol's mouth and releasing his hair. Kyungsoo picked up the final item he'd brought over from the toy wall off the end table, a choke collar, and slid it around Chanyeol's neck. "Do you think you've been good enough to earn my cock?" he asked.

"Yes, Master," Chanyeol managed out through swollen lips.

Kyungsoo seemed to consider him for a long moment, then climbed onto the bed to kneel between his legs. As he tore open another condom and rolled it onto himself, Kyungsoo told Jongin, "You can use his face again."

Jongin seemed only too happy to comply, guiding Chanyeol's mouth onto himself again as he replied, "Yes, Master."

When Kyungsoo slid into him, Chanyeol moaned around Jongin's cock. He wasn't as full as he'd been with the toy, but he felt used and filled anyway, two men grunting and moaning as they thrust into his body. Chanyeol had never needed to come so badly in his life.

Jongin's hips jerked forward rapidly, their rhythm growing more and more unsteady. Kyungsoo seemed to notice as well, and instructed, "If you're going to come, pull out and jerk off while you watch us."

Jongin didn't reply immediately, almost seeming lost in Chanyeol's mouth, but then he managed, "Y-yes, Master." He pulled away, and Chanyeol licked at his sore lips, now free to moan aloud, not muffled by plastic or flesh. Jongin pulled off his condom and gripped himself, stroking fast. His eyes were locked on the meeting of their bodies, and just as he moaned a little louder, shifting forward into his own hand, Kyungsoo pulled on the lead of Chanyeol's collar, causing his sounds of pleasure to be cut off into a gurgling choke. Chanyeol tried to drag in a breath, his heart racing and his mind entering a panic, and in the corner of his mind he registered the fact that Jongin was coming to the sight of him being fucked and choked.

Chanyeol didn't know where Jongin went once he'd finished getting himself off, and frankly he didn't care. He was just relieved when Kyungsoo relaxed his hold and he could take in huge lungfuls of air. He couldn't hold himself up on his arms anymore, his upper body sinking to the bed pathetically as he let Kyungsoo control his body completely.

Kyungsoo cut off his air again, tugging at the collar in short bursts as he drove harder into Chanyeol. "Please," Chanyeol sobbed out between a string of moans, "Master, I need-"

"What do you need?" Kyungsoo asked a little breathlessly.

"I need to come, Master," Chanyeol choked out as Kyungsoo tightened the collar just enough to press against the front of his neck slightly.

"You can come," he granted. Chanyeol pressed back against Kyungsoo eagerly, and as his moans began to grow in volume again, Kyungsoo cut off his air. He let out a quiet, strangled noise and gripped at the sheets, his body going tense as he came, his orgasm rocking his body forward hard. Almost immediately, Kyungsoo released the collar. Chanyeol panted heavily, trying not to grunt as Kyungsoo withdrew from him. He heard the snap of a condom and a sound of skin on skin, and then Kyungsoo was groaning behind him, having gotten himself off.

Jongin appeared at the top of the bed, undoing Chanyeol's restraints and removing his collar. He helped Chanyeol lay out on the bed, then climbed on to join him. A moment later, Kyungsoo laid out along his other side.

"Are you okay?" Jongin asked softly. "Anything need tending to?"

Chanyeol smiled at him and rubbed lightly at his neck. "Nothing lasting," he assured him.

"Good," Kyungsoo said with a smile of his own. "You were a lot of fun tonight."

Chanyeol couldn't help a small, shaky laugh. "Yeah, it was... it was better than I thought you guys would be. I mean, I was nervous. About coming here at all. You know, this kind of thing, it makes you feel... weird, out there, with everyone. With your everyday people." Chanyeol had no idea why he was talking, but Kyungsoo and Jongin didn't seem to mind, and after all Chanyeol was allowed to stay as long as he wanted if he was willing to pay for the time.

"No, if you're not into it, it's hard to get. But that's why we have places like this. People like me and Jonginnie." Kyungsoo smiled warmly at Jongin, and Chanyeol was a little surprised by the way he referred to him.

"You guys are friends, normally?" he asked.

"Since we met here almost... two years ago, was it?" Jongin was grinning. "Kyungsoo is one of my favorites to play with, he's so controlling and you just automatically feel like you need to do whatever he says."

"You guys get asked to play together a lot?"

Kyungsoo nodded. "It's actually kind of strange. I'd say we get asked as a pair more than any other two, possibly except for Minseok and Luhan. People like those two together too."

"Maybe we just give off chemistry," Jongin suggested with a small laugh.

"I definitely thought you'd look good together," Chanyeol confessed.

"Would you want the both of us again if you come for another visit?" Kyungsoo asked, stroking down Chanyeol's chest gently.

Chanyeol considered it for a moment. He wasn't really sure if he'd ever come back, though he didn't really see many other options for satiating his specific brand of desire. But if he did, having the people who knew what he wanted would make things easy. "Yeah. You guys were just what I was looking for."

Chanyeol didn't bother to keep track of time, though he would have been willing to bet when he thought about it later that he spent more time talking to Kyungsoo and Jongin than he'd spent playing with them. And by the time he left, he knew he'd be coming back to visit them.