FILL: Slave me (2/?)
anonymous
June 29 2011, 09:35:41 UTC
The glossy black eyes of the den’s owner are bright with satisfaction as he gives the orders lazily.
“Stand up… Unzip these nasty tight jeans… pull them down slowly... And the underwear too… Isn’t he a gorgeous creature? A quite serviceable cock - and the arse is even better, so taut, so inviting… Turn your back to our guests and bend… yes, like that… spread your cheeks with both hands… Good boy. It’s a mystery how he keeps himself so tight despite the thorough use.”
The index finger runs around the twitching hole as a pointer.
“Amazing. Perhaps he knows some special exercises. Anyway, he looks presentable, doesn’t he? Bonus point - a dexterous tongue and no gag reflex. He’s in perfect health, I assure you, with no diseases common for his kind, and he recovers from small injuries nicely and stoically, though he may moan and howl sometimes when he gets too sore, but that’s more fun, I love to hear his voice when he’s saying nothing, just whining through the gritted teeth.”
All the time the young slave stays in the obscene awkward pose John can see the marks on his back, under the hiked up shirt. Angry red welts. Was it a whip? Or a riding crop? Something painful enough… Probably the other gamblers don’t notice these signs of abuse. They are flushed with lust, enjoying the view. Perhaps even those who think themselves straight.
John can imagine the den owner’s “friends” taking the handsome slave from behind in turn, one after another, with the same predatory excitement that fills the room now.
Squeezing these perfect buttocks, pushing their rigid cocks into the tight ring of flesh. Again and again.
Poor lad.
Finally the slave is ordered to straighten up and to put on his jeans again. “But don’t fasten the zipper - our guests would like to take a closer look at your private parts… well, not very private, in fact, but still seductive. Go round the room, pay attention to everyone.”
And the young man obeys.
Yes, almost all the gamblers use the opportunity to take a closer look. To touch. To push a finger between his constantly exposed buttocks just to test how tight he is. They are going to have their fun even if they don’t win. The room resembles a brothel with the only one man to satisfy all the clients. It’s almost a gang rape, though no cocks are involved.
John can’t stop staring, despite his will, though it’s all horribly wrong and disgusting. Maybe they think the slave enjoys it too, for he is clearly aroused, presenting himself so shamelessly, unbuttoning his shirt and letting pinch his nipples, the lush lips parted, the breathing shaky. The most persistent gambler even forces a short, hoarse groan out of him, examining and dilating his sensitive entry, commenting on the prize’s undoubted value with a lustful smile. A good boy.
But still… A few times John catches his glance briefly - it’s utterly vacant, as if he’s not here, as if he is diverting mentally from this humiliating ordeal, from the inevitable reactions of his own body.
John has no intention to join the abusers, but when the young man comes closer, he leans forward himself - as if to kiss John unexpectedly, allowing the others to contemplate his gracefully arched back at the same time. And a soft whisper suddenly tickles John’s ear: “He licks his lips when he’s bluffing. But think twice before playing with him. Could be dangerous.”
Re: FILL: Slave me (2/?)
anonymous
June 29 2011, 15:54:17 UTC
I don't know what it is about part XVII, but there are so many fills for the prompts I'm tracking, I feel like it's Christmas! So yeah, thanks for filling this, you have one very happy reader here.
I love the atmosphere, how seedy that place seems and I love 'Boy'. It shouldn't be this hot, but it already is. Also love that Sherlock spotted John and wants him to win, it's a little sad, but damn, picturing him whispering that flaw in his opponent directly into John's ear was also hot.
Re: FILL: Slave me (2/?)
anonymous
June 29 2011, 22:24:16 UTC
Omg. This is great. And the way Sherlock accurately sized up John's intentions is amazing. (Or was that some kind of double-agent mind game thing? Still amazing.)
Re: FILL: Slave me (2/?)
anonymous
June 30 2011, 01:05:43 UTC
I will fully admit that I was just gonna skim this and not read any more updates (I have ~issues~ with non/dub-con >>), especially with brainwashed Sherlock, but that last line? Yes. Sherlock's gonna find this way outta this scenario cuz he's mofo'ing Sherlock Holmes with trusty BAMF!John Watson by his side.
Re: FILL: Slave me (2/?)jtyler1005August 11 2011, 01:45:30 UTC
Yes, i'm going to be one of those fucking annoying people who fills up comment space on previous chapters. Don't care because OMFG this is mad brilliant. Sherlock leaning over and giving him the advice. Woot!
“Stand up… Unzip these nasty tight jeans… pull them down slowly... And the underwear too… Isn’t he a gorgeous creature? A quite serviceable cock - and the arse is even better, so taut, so inviting… Turn your back to our guests and bend… yes, like that… spread your cheeks with both hands… Good boy. It’s a mystery how he keeps himself so tight despite the thorough use.”
The index finger runs around the twitching hole as a pointer.
“Amazing. Perhaps he knows some special exercises. Anyway, he looks presentable, doesn’t he? Bonus point - a dexterous tongue and no gag reflex. He’s in perfect health, I assure you, with no diseases common for his kind, and he recovers from small injuries nicely and stoically, though he may moan and howl sometimes when he gets too sore, but that’s more fun, I love to hear his voice when he’s saying nothing, just whining through the gritted teeth.”
All the time the young slave stays in the obscene awkward pose John can see the marks on his back, under the hiked up shirt. Angry red welts. Was it a whip? Or a riding crop? Something painful enough… Probably the other gamblers don’t notice these signs of abuse. They are flushed with lust, enjoying the view. Perhaps even those who think themselves straight.
John can imagine the den owner’s “friends” taking the handsome slave from behind in turn, one after another, with the same predatory excitement that fills the room now.
Squeezing these perfect buttocks, pushing their rigid cocks into the tight ring of flesh. Again and again.
Poor lad.
Finally the slave is ordered to straighten up and to put on his jeans again. “But don’t fasten the zipper - our guests would like to take a closer look at your private parts… well, not very private, in fact, but still seductive. Go round the room, pay attention to everyone.”
And the young man obeys.
Yes, almost all the gamblers use the opportunity to take a closer look. To touch. To push a finger between his constantly exposed buttocks just to test how tight he is. They are going to have their fun even if they don’t win. The room resembles a brothel with the only one man to satisfy all the clients. It’s almost a gang rape, though no cocks are involved.
John can’t stop staring, despite his will, though it’s all horribly wrong and disgusting. Maybe they think the slave enjoys it too, for he is clearly aroused, presenting himself so shamelessly, unbuttoning his shirt and letting pinch his nipples, the lush lips parted, the breathing shaky. The most persistent gambler even forces a short, hoarse groan out of him, examining and dilating his sensitive entry, commenting on the prize’s undoubted value with a lustful smile. A good boy.
But still… A few times John catches his glance briefly - it’s utterly vacant, as if he’s not here, as if he is diverting mentally from this humiliating ordeal, from the inevitable reactions of his own body.
John has no intention to join the abusers, but when the young man comes closer, he leans forward himself - as if to kiss John unexpectedly, allowing the others to contemplate his gracefully arched back at the same time. And a soft whisper suddenly tickles John’s ear: “He licks his lips when he’s bluffing. But think twice before playing with him. Could be dangerous.”
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I love the atmosphere, how seedy that place seems and I love 'Boy'. It shouldn't be this hot, but it already is. Also love that Sherlock spotted John and wants him to win, it's a little sad, but damn, picturing him whispering that flaw in his opponent directly into John's ear was also hot.
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Can't wait for more of this!
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Continue please!
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