S & M Stories II
S & M Stories II:
Secret Kinks
Sparked by a question, a not-so-innocent question, from Himawari-chan. Himawari-chan, after observing their behavior with keen interest, asked a question that led down a dangerous path for our two heroes. Chapter contains some adult situations not meant for readers under 18.
Watanuki was massaging his shoulders and back the next day, looking uncomfortable. “I told you that you were the sadist.” He hissed in Doumeki’s direction.
Himawari-chan smiled at both of them. “So Doumeki’s the sadist?”
Doumeki opened his bento and began to eat with gusto. “I’m not. Watanuki is.” He replied. “He just won’t admit it.”
“How am I the sadist?” Watanuki hissed out in frustration. “I’m not the one who suggested bondage!”
“Bondage?” Himawari-chan looked at Doumeki with keen interest. “That’s hardcore, Doumeki-san.”
Doumeki paused, mulling it over before lifting and lowering one shoulder. “But I’m the one tied up.”
“You are? Would that make you both a masochist and a submissive?” Himawari-chan stared at him with wide eyes.
Watanuki snorted. “Hardly. He likes to have his wrists bound to the…I mean, while he’s lying on the futon but the rest of him is free. He makes me work hard, and then when I’m near my limit, he goes into overdrive.”
Doumeki half-shrugged again, drinking some tea. “It’s not my fault you don’t have any stamina.” He replied evenly.
“Don’t have any-How dare you!” Watanuki glared heatedly at him. “I prove to you I have more stamina than you do!”
“I look forward to it. Tonight, then.” Doumeki nodded.
Himawari-chan allowed this little exchange before pressing on for more details. “So, you have a secret kink, Doumeki-san?”
He looked at her, reaching for his second bento box. Watanuki hissed but otherwise didn’t comment. Doumeki didn’t spare him a second glance. He’d made him an extra bento, he couldn’t complain if he ate it. “Do I?”
“Bondage. I never pegged you as the type.”
“I did.” Watanuki muttered. Doumeki turned a questioning eye to him. “Wha-what?”
Doumeki merely raised an eyebrow. Himawari-chan asked her question. “You knew Doumeki had a secret kink, Watanuki?”
Watanuki nodded, stuttering. “Well yeah. I mean, I just got this vibe from him. He seems like the seriously kinky type to me. Like he has a hidden kink for, well, I didn’t know what. He just seemed kinky. And by the time I found out what his kink was, it was too late.”
“Too late?” Himawari-chan asked. Watanuki blushed and tugged his long-sleeved shirt lower, but not quickly enough. She noticed the telltale signs of rope burns on his wrist. She smiled at him. “Looks like Watanuki enjoys being tied up, too.”
Doumeki, however, ignored this comment. He tilted his head, studying Watanuki before a slow smirk made its way across his lips. “So you were checking me out for my kinks all this time. Hentai.”
“I AM NOT A PERVERT!!”
Author's Note: Poor Watanuki. There's no escaping your perverted side now that I've unleashed it! And it's only going to get more perverted after this.