Discipline and Submission
Title: Discipline and Submission
Author: mocharemel
Length: Oneshot; 2881 words
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu
Kink: BDSM... Toys and spanking and bondage and slight dirty talk. (:
A/N: I blame coolplastic19 and Wikipedia for this. Yes. >.< Cause the past few days I've been searching through Wiki which led me to finding certain sex toys which I think no one has ever written before. Yes. And this, for me, is bringing BDSM to a whole new level, which I have never read or written or even thought of before. Gah. So get ready for major kink, and be sure to remind yourself that in my mind, everything is SUPER explicit. Andd I dont know whether it's written that well or not. (:
I'm embarrassed and am not going to post this on HUG. Only comm that gets my kink love of this post will be DBKK. ((: I think, unless someone manages to convince me to post this up there. >.<
ALSOALSO, please read my latest chaptered fic, Licensed Companions and comment, comment? Pleaseee? Chapter two is already out. (: And you can go take a look at my character gallery as well... Profiles will not be out until all the main characters have appeared, yes. (:
Andd Sherrie (coolplastic19 ), I went onto Wiki to search for stuff cause you're such an awesome smut writer and you say smut is turning blase so I researched and tried to write something totally out of league. Daaaamn.
You should totally spank me and discipline me for disturbing all those pure minds out there. ((:
I still love you. <3
****
Anticipation was rolling over Junsu in waves, making him slightly jittery the whole morning. It was their day off, and Jaejoong had promised to bring him somewhere “very, very fun”. So now he was waiting to leave, Jaejoong getting ready inside the bedroom.
He was dressed in a pair of baggy pants and a thin cotton sleeveless top, Jaejoong had picked out the clothes for him. The older man had sidled up to him after breakfast, groping his crotch while whispering naughty things into his ear, words about how he would so enjoy what Jaejoong had in store for him. It had left Junsu aroused and excited, eagerly waiting for lunchtime, when they would set off.
Jaejoong had told the others that they were going out for lunch and an afternoon movie, but deep inside, Junsu knew that he had entirely different plans. His lover sauntered out of the bedroom, sporting a pair of tight leather pants and a matching waistcoat, hair nicely done as if they were really going out on a date. Junsu ran his gaze over the older man’s crotch area, finding a bulge already present. The sight alone made him harden as well.
“Let’s go,” Jaejoong beckoned, Junsu immediately standing up and following him. They bid the rest a quick goodbye, before leaving the apartment to someplace else.
****
They arrived in another part of Seoul, the place relatively quiet compared to where they were staying, right in the middle of town. Jaejoong smiled unnervingly as he pulled up in front of the building, a seemingly normal block of flats. Junsu tensed a little, worrying what his boyfriend had in store for him.
“Now, I rented this place for the day at a very high price,” the older man warned, turning off the engine, “So you’d better make use of everything and enjoy it.” He stepped out of the car, gesturing to Junsu to do so as well. They ambled into the building, approaching the Security counter to sign in.
The Security Officer on duty quirked an eyebrow at the pair, before questioning, “Who’s the dominant between you two?” Junsu flushed red; it was a touchy issue. Jaejoong smirked, answering, “Me.”
The middle-aged man nodded in acknowledgement, reaching behind him to pull certain items out of different cardboard boxes. “Alright,” he placed the items on the counter, looking straight at Junsu, “Strip.”
“What?!” the younger man shrieked, turning towards Jaejoong with wide eyes. His lover only shrugged, lips curled into a devious smile, “You heard him, whore.”
Junsu spun back to face the Security Officer, enquiring, “I’m sorry, but why?”
He chuckled, the sound making Junsu break into goosebumps. “You’re so innocent,” the Security Officer commented, “This is a BDSM mansion.”
Junsu stared at Jaejoong once more, in utter disbelief. Jaejoong rented an apartment in the BDSM mansion? “What the hell, Jaejoong?! You’re kinky, I know, but BDSM?!” he could not help but flare up.
“That’s no way to talk to your Master,” the middle-aged man reprimanded Junsu, reaching out to grab him by the collar of his tank top, “Now, are you going to strip or not?”
Junsu let his gaze slide to Jaejoong one last time, the older man only licking his lips. He grasped the hem of his sleeveless top, pulling it over his head in a fluid motion. Then he slid his thumbs into the waistband of his pants, slowly toeing them off. He was still nervous and concerned about the whole issue, but better to settle this in private with Jaejoong.
“Uh-uh,” the Officer shook his head, “Underwear too.” And Junsu blushed beet red, tugging his briefs off. The Officer nodded, obviously satisfied. He turned his gaze to Jaejoong, “Do you want to do it or shall I?”
Jaejoong smiled back at the man, reaching for the items laid on the counter, “I’ll do it.” And he swiftly fastened the thick leather collar around Junsu’s neck before the younger man could even react, hooking the leash to it.
“Alright,” the Officer grinned, handing Jaejoong a pen and placing an open book in front of him, “Just sign here and you can go in. I’ll keep your sub’s clothes here.”
“Thank you,” Jaejoong quickly scribbled his signature, before pulling harshly on the leash, leading Junsu to cry out in pain. “Come,” he ordered, walking towards the elevators at the far end of the lobby.
Junsu stared at the ground as they moved through the busy lobby, he keeping up with Jaejoong’s pace. There were some other couples around as well, all about in the same circumstances as Jaejoong and himself - the dominant fully clothed, but the submissive fully naked. Some were bound at the hands; others had objects in their asses or attached to their groins, making movement more difficult.
Jaejoong stepped into an elevator with Junsu in tow, jabbing at a button to the storey he had in mind. Junsu decided to question him in the privacy of the lift. “Jaejoong, why did you bring me here? It’s… Scary.”
The older man only laughed dangerously, answering, “You need to be disciplined, don’t you think, Junsu? And this is the best place for it.”
“It’s humiliating,” Junsu whispered, eyes dropping to his length. He was already almost fully hard, erection pressing so apparently against his belly for all to see. Jaejoong spun around, tugging on the leash, pulling Junsu flush to himself.
“But you like it, don’t you, Junsu?” his fingers dipped to Junsu’s arousal, stroking it lightly. The younger man keened low in his throat, Jaejoong’s skilled hand causing him to buck his hips, wanting more friction.
A ding rang in the elevator, signifying that they had already reached their destination. Jaejoong let go of Junsu, leading the other man out of the lift, down the hallways. Junsu followed, arriving in front of a large wooden door.
Jaejoong pushed it open, shoving Junsu inside, before joining him and locking the door. Junsu’s eyes widened as he took in the furniture of the room, shocked and somewhat even further aroused.
A leather sling about the size of a small bed was set in the centre of the room, attached to a frame that suspended it tightly from the ceiling. There were chains alongside the four corners of the frame as well, mechanisms to suspend individual limbs. A large chest-of-drawers sat on one side of the room, and Junsu was pretty sure it held all sorts of toys and other items. At the far end of the room was a table, just a table alone.
Jaejoong unhooked the leash, but left the collar still fastened around Junsu’s neck. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist, whispering directly into his ear, “Listen to me today, alright? I promise you’ll like it, Junsu-yah.”
Junsu shut his eyes tightly, before nodding. It was a hidden desire, but he actually enjoyed it when Jaejoong was being a bitch, naughty and teasing, demanding that he follow instructions and asserting control over him. Jaejoong took a step back, kneeling between Junsu’s legs to push his thighs further apart, spread-eagling him.
“I’m going to let you pick five drawers, Su,” Jaejoong stood in front of him, gesticulating towards the chest-of-drawers, “And the five drawers that you pick will be the five toys I will use on you now.”
Junsu tilted his head to the side as much as he could, movements restricted by the collar, “Now?”
Jaejoong grinned, “Of course. You think I would book this place for the whole afternoon, only to have sex with you once?”
The younger man shook his head. That was true. He stared at the many drawers, trying to pick five that would determine his current fate. “That one,” he pointed to one, “And that, that, that and that one.”
Jaejoong nodded, pulling the five drawers open, and retrieving the items inside from them. He laid them out on the floor before Junsu, allowing the younger man to take a look at his decisions. Junsu shivered in anticipation, knowing that they would bring him intense pleasure.
“Let’s start with this,” Jaejoong said, picking up an object and going over to Junsu. He kneeled between his lover’s spread legs, fastening a conical collar with chains hanging from it around Junsu’s scrotum, pulling it tight so pressure was applied on the younger man’s testicles.
Junsu moaned at the sensation, his balls getting restricted from movement as well. Jaejoong reached for three half kilogram weights, attaching them to the end of the chains, adding weight and pressure to Junsu’s crotch. Now any movement that Junsu made would be largely hampered, sudden fidgets totally out of the question.
Jaejoong stood upright, stepping away to take in the sight of Junsu. The younger man had a leather collar around his neck, a similar one around his scrotum, effectively slowing down his actions and providing a constant drag. Junsu tried to shift his legs, the toy weighing his testicles down causing a squeezing effect on them. He groaned loudly, squirming as much as his stance would allow.
“It’s called a parachute, slut,” Jaejoong smirked, leaning in to kiss Junsu on the lips. Their tongues fought with each other, Junsu attempting to assert control. Jaejoong swiftly stepped away, the younger man almost losing his balance and falling over.
“Get onto the sling,” the older man commanded, Junsu instantly following his instructions. He climbed onto the sling as best as he could, arms and legs hanging off the sides. The parachute swung beneath the leather sling, Junsu’s ass pushed further out.
Jaejoong strode over, lifting one of Junsu’s legs towards the ceiling. He used the chain suspended from it to fasten Junsu’s ankle there, repeating the action on the other leg. Currently, Junsu’s legs were hanging in the air, far away from each other, leaving his groin and ass displayed wonderfully to the older man.
“Mm, you look so beautiful like that,” Jaejoong sighed, rubbing a well-formed butt cheek before playfully swatting it, the gesture causing the parachute to swing around a little more, Junsu letting out a deep pant at the sensations. Truthfully, the position he was in was rather comfortable, legs not strained from being strapped so far away from his body.
The older man grabbed another three half kilogram weights, doubling the pressure already pulling on Junsu’s testicles. It completely immobilized the younger man, any slight movement now already causing him to cry out at the squeezing pain. Jaejoong circled Junsu, standing in front of the other man’s face.
“What do you want next, Su?” Jaejoong crouched over, so his face was level with Junsu’s, “The beads or the butt plug?” The younger man slid his eyes shut. It was a rather difficult decision to make.
Jaejoong stayed stooped, waiting for Junsu to answer. After a few minutes, he lost patience, slapping the other man. “Answer me! Butt plug or beads!” And he tugged on Junsu’s collar to emphasize his dominance, startling the younger man.
“P-plug!” Junsu screamed, Jaejoong’s sudden pulling causing him to snap his eyes wide open and the parachute to swing again, applying almost intense pain on his scrotum. Jaejoong smirked, before circling back to where Junsu’s ass was nicely laid out and spread, pushing two fingers in without any lube.
The younger man shrieked at the action, pain coursing through his body as Jaejoong insistently pumped him, stretching and kneading his insides. Fingers brushed past his prostate, leading Junsu to moan at the new sensation, pleasure quickly overtaking pain.
Jaejoong grasped the butt plug on the ground without his fingers leaving Junsu, swiftly flicking the switch to check if it was still working. It was, beautifully. He drew his digits out of the younger man, only to replace the loss with the butt plug, shoving it deep inside.
The bulbous tip of the plug hit Junsu’s prostate hard, he slightly yelling at the feeling. Jaejoong spanked him on the ass again, scolding, “You’re really noisy today, aren’t you?”
Junsu could not give a reply, instead moaning even louder than before as the butt plug was switched on, slight vibrations running up his spine. Jaejoong rounded him to stand before him again, offering his cock to Junsu. “Suck it.”
Willingly taking Jaejoong’s long length into his mouth, Junsu sucked, faintly glad that there was something keeping his wanton moans in. The older man leaned over him, flipping the switch once more. Suddenly, the plug started expanding inside Junsu, causing him to groan all over again.
It was stretching him so deliciously, filling him so well. There were still vibrations rushing up his body, adding to the pleasure of having the toy up his ass. Junsu let Jaejoong fuck his mouth, concentrating more on the inflation and vibrations of the butt plug inside him than his lover thrusting down his throat.
Jaejoong came, sensations of Junsu’s hot caverns as well as the vibrations caused by Junsu’s incessant moaning overwhelming him. He pulled out of the younger man’s mouth, forcing him to swallow all the come. Junsu did, not able to do much more than follow Jaejoong’s instructions.
He wanted to move, wanted to rub his arousal against the leather of the sling, but every slight movement was painful, the parachute constricting him like before. Jaejoong smirked as the younger man continuously writhed his upper body, trying his best to seek release, yet unable to do so without straining on his groin.
“Had enough of the plug, Junsu?” Jaejoong inquired, twisting the toy inside his lover. Junsu shouted, then shook his head fervently, not wanting to let go of that amazing sensation. Jaejoong clucked his tongue, reaching for another toy from the ground again.
“You want to come, right?” he smacked Junsu’s buttocks, before tugging lightly on the chains linked to the parachute. The younger man gasped harshly at the unexpected tightening around his testicles, causing discomfort. He nodded, canting his hips as much as he could into Jaejoong’s direction.
Jaejoong fisting Junsu’s length tightly, stroking a few times. When Junsu was just about to come, the older man slipped a cock ring onto the base of his arousal, denying him orgasm. “No,” he replied, swatting Junsu hard on the ass once more.
Junsu dropped his head as much as the collar would allow, sobbing lightly at the disrupted orgasm, “Please, Jaejoong!”
The older man leaned over Junsu, arms threading themselves under his as he rested his full body weight on top of the younger man. The frame supporting the sling creaked a little, Jaejoong moving his hips against Junsu’s butt. Junsu sighed from the feeling, knowing Jaejoong was slowly growing hard once again from the friction.
Once he was fully hard, Jaejoong got off Junsu, tugging the butt plug from inside him. And then he unhurriedly pushed a large bead into the younger man, before another, and another, until all eight were inside him. Junsu moaned as the beads slipped against his prostate, giving him a sensation of fullness he had never felt before.
Jaejoong reached under Junsu, switching on the vibrations of the cock ring to the highest setting. He was intent on teasing the younger man until Junsu finally submitted himself wholly to him. Soon, Junsu was moaning even more wantonly than before, sensations from both ends, as well as on his testicles, making him aroused and led orgasm to barrel towards him.
“Jae - Jaejoong…” he cried, as he experienced dry orgasm, length still impossibly hard. Jaejoong grasped his arousal tightly, fisting it as he released Junsu’s scrotum from the parachute. The chains and weights clanged noisily to the ground, Junsu sighed contentedly at his ability to move once more.
“Beg me for your release,” Jaejoong let go of Junsu’s length, grabbing his right ankle. Releasing it, Jaejoong flipped Junsu over onto his back, beads still up his passage and cock ring still vibrating around his erection. He forcefully tucked Junsu’s foot under himself, knee bent.
Junsu whimpered at the changed position, now in slight discomfort from it. Jaejoong’s hand returned to his cock, stroking hard, bringing him to orgasm… Yet he couldn’t, because of the cock ring.
“Only if you ask, then I’ll remove it,” Jaejoong fingered the vibrating toy, leaning down to kiss Junsu once more.
“Please, Jaejoong,” Junsu whispered, eyes sliding shut from the unbearable sensations.
“No.” Jaejoong reached a hand up to fondle Junsu’s collar, hinting to the other man what he should say.
“Please…” Junsu tilted his head into Jaejoong’s cradling hand, undulating his hips into the hand around his length, “Please, Master.”
And Jaejoong tugged the cock ring from Junsu, the younger man almost immediately coming. Opaque fluid ran down Jaejoong’s hand and over Junsu’s chest, covering him with sheen of sweat and come. Jaejoong released his other leg from the restraints, lifting his lover off the sling, only to collapse on the floor.
Jaejoong kissed Junsu deeply, tongues sliding over each other erotically and thrusting deep into the other’s depths. The younger man broke away, panting.
“You kinky bastard,” he accused, pecking Jaejoong once more on the lips.
“You still need to be disciplined.”
Junsu scowled. “You need to be disciplined yourself.”
Jaejoong grinned, quickly crawling onto all fours, “Discipline me, Master Junsu.”
Junsu reached for the parachute, tightening it around Jaejoong’s scrotum. “I will, my slave.”
****
Author: mocharemel
Length: Oneshot; 2881 words
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Junsu
Kink: BDSM... Toys and spanking and bondage and slight dirty talk. (:
A/N: I blame coolplastic19 and Wikipedia for this. Yes. >.< Cause the past few days I've been searching through Wiki which led me to finding certain sex toys which I think no one has ever written before. Yes. And this, for me, is bringing BDSM to a whole new level, which I have never read or written or even thought of before. Gah. So get ready for major kink, and be sure to remind yourself that in my mind, everything is SUPER explicit. Andd I dont know whether it's written that well or not. (:
I'm embarrassed and am not going to post this on HUG. Only comm that gets my kink love of this post will be DBKK. ((: I think, unless someone manages to convince me to post this up there. >.<
ALSOALSO, please read my latest chaptered fic, Licensed Companions and comment, comment? Pleaseee? Chapter two is already out. (: And you can go take a look at my character gallery as well... Profiles will not be out until all the main characters have appeared, yes. (:
Andd Sherrie (coolplastic19 ), I went onto Wiki to search for stuff cause you're such an awesome smut writer and you say smut is turning blase so I researched and tried to write something totally out of league. Daaaamn.
You should totally spank me and discipline me for disturbing all those pure minds out there. ((:
I still love you. <3
****
Anticipation was rolling over Junsu in waves, making him slightly jittery the whole morning. It was their day off, and Jaejoong had promised to bring him somewhere “very, very fun”. So now he was waiting to leave, Jaejoong getting ready inside the bedroom.
He was dressed in a pair of baggy pants and a thin cotton sleeveless top, Jaejoong had picked out the clothes for him. The older man had sidled up to him after breakfast, groping his crotch while whispering naughty things into his ear, words about how he would so enjoy what Jaejoong had in store for him. It had left Junsu aroused and excited, eagerly waiting for lunchtime, when they would set off.
Jaejoong had told the others that they were going out for lunch and an afternoon movie, but deep inside, Junsu knew that he had entirely different plans. His lover sauntered out of the bedroom, sporting a pair of tight leather pants and a matching waistcoat, hair nicely done as if they were really going out on a date. Junsu ran his gaze over the older man’s crotch area, finding a bulge already present. The sight alone made him harden as well.
“Let’s go,” Jaejoong beckoned, Junsu immediately standing up and following him. They bid the rest a quick goodbye, before leaving the apartment to someplace else.
****
They arrived in another part of Seoul, the place relatively quiet compared to where they were staying, right in the middle of town. Jaejoong smiled unnervingly as he pulled up in front of the building, a seemingly normal block of flats. Junsu tensed a little, worrying what his boyfriend had in store for him.
“Now, I rented this place for the day at a very high price,” the older man warned, turning off the engine, “So you’d better make use of everything and enjoy it.” He stepped out of the car, gesturing to Junsu to do so as well. They ambled into the building, approaching the Security counter to sign in.
The Security Officer on duty quirked an eyebrow at the pair, before questioning, “Who’s the dominant between you two?” Junsu flushed red; it was a touchy issue. Jaejoong smirked, answering, “Me.”
The middle-aged man nodded in acknowledgement, reaching behind him to pull certain items out of different cardboard boxes. “Alright,” he placed the items on the counter, looking straight at Junsu, “Strip.”
“What?!” the younger man shrieked, turning towards Jaejoong with wide eyes. His lover only shrugged, lips curled into a devious smile, “You heard him, whore.”
Junsu spun back to face the Security Officer, enquiring, “I’m sorry, but why?”
He chuckled, the sound making Junsu break into goosebumps. “You’re so innocent,” the Security Officer commented, “This is a BDSM mansion.”
Junsu stared at Jaejoong once more, in utter disbelief. Jaejoong rented an apartment in the BDSM mansion? “What the hell, Jaejoong?! You’re kinky, I know, but BDSM?!” he could not help but flare up.
“That’s no way to talk to your Master,” the middle-aged man reprimanded Junsu, reaching out to grab him by the collar of his tank top, “Now, are you going to strip or not?”
Junsu let his gaze slide to Jaejoong one last time, the older man only licking his lips. He grasped the hem of his sleeveless top, pulling it over his head in a fluid motion. Then he slid his thumbs into the waistband of his pants, slowly toeing them off. He was still nervous and concerned about the whole issue, but better to settle this in private with Jaejoong.
“Uh-uh,” the Officer shook his head, “Underwear too.” And Junsu blushed beet red, tugging his briefs off. The Officer nodded, obviously satisfied. He turned his gaze to Jaejoong, “Do you want to do it or shall I?”
Jaejoong smiled back at the man, reaching for the items laid on the counter, “I’ll do it.” And he swiftly fastened the thick leather collar around Junsu’s neck before the younger man could even react, hooking the leash to it.
“Alright,” the Officer grinned, handing Jaejoong a pen and placing an open book in front of him, “Just sign here and you can go in. I’ll keep your sub’s clothes here.”
“Thank you,” Jaejoong quickly scribbled his signature, before pulling harshly on the leash, leading Junsu to cry out in pain. “Come,” he ordered, walking towards the elevators at the far end of the lobby.
Junsu stared at the ground as they moved through the busy lobby, he keeping up with Jaejoong’s pace. There were some other couples around as well, all about in the same circumstances as Jaejoong and himself - the dominant fully clothed, but the submissive fully naked. Some were bound at the hands; others had objects in their asses or attached to their groins, making movement more difficult.
Jaejoong stepped into an elevator with Junsu in tow, jabbing at a button to the storey he had in mind. Junsu decided to question him in the privacy of the lift. “Jaejoong, why did you bring me here? It’s… Scary.”
The older man only laughed dangerously, answering, “You need to be disciplined, don’t you think, Junsu? And this is the best place for it.”
“It’s humiliating,” Junsu whispered, eyes dropping to his length. He was already almost fully hard, erection pressing so apparently against his belly for all to see. Jaejoong spun around, tugging on the leash, pulling Junsu flush to himself.
“But you like it, don’t you, Junsu?” his fingers dipped to Junsu’s arousal, stroking it lightly. The younger man keened low in his throat, Jaejoong’s skilled hand causing him to buck his hips, wanting more friction.
A ding rang in the elevator, signifying that they had already reached their destination. Jaejoong let go of Junsu, leading the other man out of the lift, down the hallways. Junsu followed, arriving in front of a large wooden door.
Jaejoong pushed it open, shoving Junsu inside, before joining him and locking the door. Junsu’s eyes widened as he took in the furniture of the room, shocked and somewhat even further aroused.
A leather sling about the size of a small bed was set in the centre of the room, attached to a frame that suspended it tightly from the ceiling. There were chains alongside the four corners of the frame as well, mechanisms to suspend individual limbs. A large chest-of-drawers sat on one side of the room, and Junsu was pretty sure it held all sorts of toys and other items. At the far end of the room was a table, just a table alone.
Jaejoong unhooked the leash, but left the collar still fastened around Junsu’s neck. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist, whispering directly into his ear, “Listen to me today, alright? I promise you’ll like it, Junsu-yah.”
Junsu shut his eyes tightly, before nodding. It was a hidden desire, but he actually enjoyed it when Jaejoong was being a bitch, naughty and teasing, demanding that he follow instructions and asserting control over him. Jaejoong took a step back, kneeling between Junsu’s legs to push his thighs further apart, spread-eagling him.
“I’m going to let you pick five drawers, Su,” Jaejoong stood in front of him, gesticulating towards the chest-of-drawers, “And the five drawers that you pick will be the five toys I will use on you now.”
Junsu tilted his head to the side as much as he could, movements restricted by the collar, “Now?”
Jaejoong grinned, “Of course. You think I would book this place for the whole afternoon, only to have sex with you once?”
The younger man shook his head. That was true. He stared at the many drawers, trying to pick five that would determine his current fate. “That one,” he pointed to one, “And that, that, that and that one.”
Jaejoong nodded, pulling the five drawers open, and retrieving the items inside from them. He laid them out on the floor before Junsu, allowing the younger man to take a look at his decisions. Junsu shivered in anticipation, knowing that they would bring him intense pleasure.
“Let’s start with this,” Jaejoong said, picking up an object and going over to Junsu. He kneeled between his lover’s spread legs, fastening a conical collar with chains hanging from it around Junsu’s scrotum, pulling it tight so pressure was applied on the younger man’s testicles.
Junsu moaned at the sensation, his balls getting restricted from movement as well. Jaejoong reached for three half kilogram weights, attaching them to the end of the chains, adding weight and pressure to Junsu’s crotch. Now any movement that Junsu made would be largely hampered, sudden fidgets totally out of the question.
Jaejoong stood upright, stepping away to take in the sight of Junsu. The younger man had a leather collar around his neck, a similar one around his scrotum, effectively slowing down his actions and providing a constant drag. Junsu tried to shift his legs, the toy weighing his testicles down causing a squeezing effect on them. He groaned loudly, squirming as much as his stance would allow.
“It’s called a parachute, slut,” Jaejoong smirked, leaning in to kiss Junsu on the lips. Their tongues fought with each other, Junsu attempting to assert control. Jaejoong swiftly stepped away, the younger man almost losing his balance and falling over.
“Get onto the sling,” the older man commanded, Junsu instantly following his instructions. He climbed onto the sling as best as he could, arms and legs hanging off the sides. The parachute swung beneath the leather sling, Junsu’s ass pushed further out.
Jaejoong strode over, lifting one of Junsu’s legs towards the ceiling. He used the chain suspended from it to fasten Junsu’s ankle there, repeating the action on the other leg. Currently, Junsu’s legs were hanging in the air, far away from each other, leaving his groin and ass displayed wonderfully to the older man.
“Mm, you look so beautiful like that,” Jaejoong sighed, rubbing a well-formed butt cheek before playfully swatting it, the gesture causing the parachute to swing around a little more, Junsu letting out a deep pant at the sensations. Truthfully, the position he was in was rather comfortable, legs not strained from being strapped so far away from his body.
The older man grabbed another three half kilogram weights, doubling the pressure already pulling on Junsu’s testicles. It completely immobilized the younger man, any slight movement now already causing him to cry out at the squeezing pain. Jaejoong circled Junsu, standing in front of the other man’s face.
“What do you want next, Su?” Jaejoong crouched over, so his face was level with Junsu’s, “The beads or the butt plug?” The younger man slid his eyes shut. It was a rather difficult decision to make.
Jaejoong stayed stooped, waiting for Junsu to answer. After a few minutes, he lost patience, slapping the other man. “Answer me! Butt plug or beads!” And he tugged on Junsu’s collar to emphasize his dominance, startling the younger man.
“P-plug!” Junsu screamed, Jaejoong’s sudden pulling causing him to snap his eyes wide open and the parachute to swing again, applying almost intense pain on his scrotum. Jaejoong smirked, before circling back to where Junsu’s ass was nicely laid out and spread, pushing two fingers in without any lube.
The younger man shrieked at the action, pain coursing through his body as Jaejoong insistently pumped him, stretching and kneading his insides. Fingers brushed past his prostate, leading Junsu to moan at the new sensation, pleasure quickly overtaking pain.
Jaejoong grasped the butt plug on the ground without his fingers leaving Junsu, swiftly flicking the switch to check if it was still working. It was, beautifully. He drew his digits out of the younger man, only to replace the loss with the butt plug, shoving it deep inside.
The bulbous tip of the plug hit Junsu’s prostate hard, he slightly yelling at the feeling. Jaejoong spanked him on the ass again, scolding, “You’re really noisy today, aren’t you?”
Junsu could not give a reply, instead moaning even louder than before as the butt plug was switched on, slight vibrations running up his spine. Jaejoong rounded him to stand before him again, offering his cock to Junsu. “Suck it.”
Willingly taking Jaejoong’s long length into his mouth, Junsu sucked, faintly glad that there was something keeping his wanton moans in. The older man leaned over him, flipping the switch once more. Suddenly, the plug started expanding inside Junsu, causing him to groan all over again.
It was stretching him so deliciously, filling him so well. There were still vibrations rushing up his body, adding to the pleasure of having the toy up his ass. Junsu let Jaejoong fuck his mouth, concentrating more on the inflation and vibrations of the butt plug inside him than his lover thrusting down his throat.
Jaejoong came, sensations of Junsu’s hot caverns as well as the vibrations caused by Junsu’s incessant moaning overwhelming him. He pulled out of the younger man’s mouth, forcing him to swallow all the come. Junsu did, not able to do much more than follow Jaejoong’s instructions.
He wanted to move, wanted to rub his arousal against the leather of the sling, but every slight movement was painful, the parachute constricting him like before. Jaejoong smirked as the younger man continuously writhed his upper body, trying his best to seek release, yet unable to do so without straining on his groin.
“Had enough of the plug, Junsu?” Jaejoong inquired, twisting the toy inside his lover. Junsu shouted, then shook his head fervently, not wanting to let go of that amazing sensation. Jaejoong clucked his tongue, reaching for another toy from the ground again.
“You want to come, right?” he smacked Junsu’s buttocks, before tugging lightly on the chains linked to the parachute. The younger man gasped harshly at the unexpected tightening around his testicles, causing discomfort. He nodded, canting his hips as much as he could into Jaejoong’s direction.
Jaejoong fisting Junsu’s length tightly, stroking a few times. When Junsu was just about to come, the older man slipped a cock ring onto the base of his arousal, denying him orgasm. “No,” he replied, swatting Junsu hard on the ass once more.
Junsu dropped his head as much as the collar would allow, sobbing lightly at the disrupted orgasm, “Please, Jaejoong!”
The older man leaned over Junsu, arms threading themselves under his as he rested his full body weight on top of the younger man. The frame supporting the sling creaked a little, Jaejoong moving his hips against Junsu’s butt. Junsu sighed from the feeling, knowing Jaejoong was slowly growing hard once again from the friction.
Once he was fully hard, Jaejoong got off Junsu, tugging the butt plug from inside him. And then he unhurriedly pushed a large bead into the younger man, before another, and another, until all eight were inside him. Junsu moaned as the beads slipped against his prostate, giving him a sensation of fullness he had never felt before.
Jaejoong reached under Junsu, switching on the vibrations of the cock ring to the highest setting. He was intent on teasing the younger man until Junsu finally submitted himself wholly to him. Soon, Junsu was moaning even more wantonly than before, sensations from both ends, as well as on his testicles, making him aroused and led orgasm to barrel towards him.
“Jae - Jaejoong…” he cried, as he experienced dry orgasm, length still impossibly hard. Jaejoong grasped his arousal tightly, fisting it as he released Junsu’s scrotum from the parachute. The chains and weights clanged noisily to the ground, Junsu sighed contentedly at his ability to move once more.
“Beg me for your release,” Jaejoong let go of Junsu’s length, grabbing his right ankle. Releasing it, Jaejoong flipped Junsu over onto his back, beads still up his passage and cock ring still vibrating around his erection. He forcefully tucked Junsu’s foot under himself, knee bent.
Junsu whimpered at the changed position, now in slight discomfort from it. Jaejoong’s hand returned to his cock, stroking hard, bringing him to orgasm… Yet he couldn’t, because of the cock ring.
“Only if you ask, then I’ll remove it,” Jaejoong fingered the vibrating toy, leaning down to kiss Junsu once more.
“Please, Jaejoong,” Junsu whispered, eyes sliding shut from the unbearable sensations.
“No.” Jaejoong reached a hand up to fondle Junsu’s collar, hinting to the other man what he should say.
“Please…” Junsu tilted his head into Jaejoong’s cradling hand, undulating his hips into the hand around his length, “Please, Master.”
And Jaejoong tugged the cock ring from Junsu, the younger man almost immediately coming. Opaque fluid ran down Jaejoong’s hand and over Junsu’s chest, covering him with sheen of sweat and come. Jaejoong released his other leg from the restraints, lifting his lover off the sling, only to collapse on the floor.
Jaejoong kissed Junsu deeply, tongues sliding over each other erotically and thrusting deep into the other’s depths. The younger man broke away, panting.
“You kinky bastard,” he accused, pecking Jaejoong once more on the lips.
“You still need to be disciplined.”
Junsu scowled. “You need to be disciplined yourself.”
Jaejoong grinned, quickly crawling onto all fours, “Discipline me, Master Junsu.”
Junsu reached for the parachute, tightening it around Jaejoong’s scrotum. “I will, my slave.”
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