Tiger and Bunny Anon Meme Part 1
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Ivan felt like a cat that was about to be thrown over a bridge; bagged, paws tied, unable to see a thing.
Well, that was the mental image, at least. That was what he assumed he had to look like because currently, his hands were tied behind his back and he was laying on his stomach, unable to move an inch. His ankles were strapped to the corners of the... bed? Table? It felt harder and colder than a bed and wasn’t very comfortable, so it had to be one of those contraptions that people used for intense bdsm or for... surgery.
Didn’t they put people on their stomach to remove their kidneys? Or was that the thing where they put someone in an ice bath?
Ivan woke up thinking that he knew where he was but that was quickly being replaced by the worry that he wasn’t actually being held under the appreciative, dominating gaze of his new friend-in-bondage.
Words failed him entirely. It didn’t help that there was a gag in his mouth, but really, words failed him for what was going on. For starters, this all began with that offline meet. It was shocking enough to learn who stophavingfun was, but even more surprising to know that he, a state judge was into hardcore bondage. Ivan never thought he’d personally be into anything like that, but when Yuri asked, he was just like, yeah, sure, whatever.
That wasn’t a “yes”, but it apparently wasn’t enough of a “no” to keep him from getting tied to a table.
So was he going to fuck him? What exactly was he waiting for? Ivan was definitely naked and his cock was pressed rather uncomfortably between his legs against the cold metal table. He was exposed enough that he feared for the safety of his delicate parts, but he was also starting to worry about breathing. Calm just a few minutes ago, his heart was starting to beat harder despite himself and the gag in his mouth was making it difficult to breathe.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t hear anyone. There was warmth along his back, probably from some kind of overhead light, which wasn’t helping the image in his mind of an operation room. The warm light combined with the cool metal beneath him was making him break out in a cold sweat and if he wasn’t careful, he worried what would happen if he got sick.
He really wasn’t cut out for this kind of thing. Neither was Yuri, by the looks of it. If he was so into it that he had a room dedicated to it, then he really had to learn more about what it meant to be a good master. Not that Ivan had ever experienced anything of the nature before... But seeing enough porn told him that this was something that had to be enjoyed consensually, even if some people liked to add the illusion of non-consent.
The alternative here was that he was being held by someone who wanted to cut out his kidneys and sell them for big cash. Swell.
He really had no idea of how long he would be laying there unless he could hear some movement.
Footsteps...?
No, he was hearing things... and/or going crazy.
His shoulders really ached.
“Have you missed me?” a familiar voice asked, right next to his ear.
Ivan jerked and the accompanying sounds he made were muffled by the gag. Thankfully, it was removed and he was able to suck in a few good mouthfuls of air. His heart was not prepared for that. Had he heard footsteps before? That really wasn’t funny to just show up right next to a person, especially when they couldn’t see, but his captor was laughing mercilessly nonetheless. By the sound of it, Yuri was having himself a lot of fun. “Don’t use the Lunatic voice. Seriously, you just scared the shit out of me. I’ll probably have nightmares forever now.”
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