My Prize, My Price

Blues yanked Saito off of the bed, bringing the handcuffs along with them. He shoved the smaller boy against the wall under the hook, holding the other’s arms up above his head so he couldn’t struggle even if he wanted to. He fastened the cuffs quickly before stepping back to admire the boy’s helpless form. A tiny blush had crept onto a face already flushed from crying.

“What’s the matter?” Blues asked sarcastically, cupping Saito’s chin, “I thought this was what you wanted,” he added, using his other hand to fondle his pet’s groin.

“Why do you hate me?” Saito asked, his face a mask of pain and humiliation.

“You think that I hate you? Boy, do you have it all wrong,” Blues chuckled, slapping the boy’s cheek softly, “You really need to get some things straightened out!” he added, “How could anyone hate something as pure as you ‘were’?”

Saito looked up with a start when he heard the word ‘were’.

“What are you talking about?” he demanded half-heartedly.

“You gave yourself over to me so easily,” Blues cooed, running his hands over his pet’s chest.

“No!” Saito screamed, his tears flowing once again, “That’s not true!”

“You offered your body right into my hands,”

“You’re lying!” the boy cried, struggling against his bonds.

“You all but begged for it!” the elder said as he began licking at the boy’s face.

“Stop it!”

“Tell me the truth,” Blues whispered hoarsely into Saito’s ear.

“Just shut up!” the boy screamed, kicking his captor in the gut for all that he was worth.

Blues stumbled backwards, the wind knocked out of him. Once he’d regained his composure, he stormed over to the boy and slapped him hard across the face. Saito glared daggers at the silver-haired man as he turned back to look at him.

“Seems as though someone’s gotten spunky all of a sudden,” Blues chuckled, socking the boy right in the stomach, “How spunky are you now?” he demanded, grabbing his pet by the throat and banging the back of his head against the wall, “I thought you’d figured out how things worked around here,” he added, slapping the other hard.

Saito looked back at him, a small trail of blood forming down to his chin. There was a small moment of silence between the two of them before Saito decided to break it with a blood-filled loogy right into his captor’s face.

“So, that’s how you want to play it?” Fine then, we will!” Blues snarled, punching the boy in the chest as hard as he could, “You like that?!” he demanded, striking his pet again, “I bet you do,” he chuckled darkly before licking away the blood.

“Bastard!” Saito snapped, starting to struggle once more, “You mother fucking son of a bitch! Just wait ‘till I get back to Netto! You and your op are going to be in a world of hurt!” he screamed, kicking out again.

“Such a filthy mouth, but then again, I suppose that it’s only fitting for such a filthy creature,”

“I’m only filthy because you forced me to be!”

“You begged me for it, remember? Now, quit fighting me! You’re mine now, so get used to it!”

“I haven’t been marked yet!” Saito snarled, pulling against the handcuffs with everything he had left in him, “I’m still my own!”

“We’ll be fixing that very shortly,” Blues whispered hoarsely before licking his pet’s neck.

“You’re going to pay for this! I swear!” Saito growled, kicking out once again only to have his legs grabbed and pinned at the sides of his chest, “What the…?!?” he cried, trying in vain to move.

“Looks like we’ll be doing this sooner rather then later,” Blues chuckled darkly, “Oh, and don’t think that your op is going to be able to save you. Enzan-sama is teaching him his place as we speak,” he added, moving in closer.

“Please, no more,” Saito whispered, squirming slightly.

“Funny, just a moment ago you were putting up one of the better fights I’ve had coming from an opponent in a long time, my pet. I must say, it’s almost disappointing to have you acting like this,” Blues whispered back, rubbing the tip of his cock against the younger’s entrance, “Funny how you changed so quickly once you’d heard the news,” he added before seeing his captive’s reaction to the new treatment that was being forced upon him, “I see that you like that, good. It’s time that we finish this,” he cooed, sliding gently into the smaller males body, groaning softly as he went, “Still tight!” he hissed.

“That’s because you’re so big,” Saito whimpered, squirming as best he could in this position he was in, “Now, either move and get this over with or let me leave!” he added, panting.

“Have it your way,” Blues whispered softly, starting them off at a slow, teasing pace, “This what you had in mind?” he asked, letting go of a sound of frustration that he’d been holding in.

Saito let out a shaky moan of pleasure in response to the question. Blues had to bite down on his lip to keep from going any faster then he already was. He kept his eyes locked on the boy sandwiched between himself and the wall, reveling in the thoughts of what he was going to do to his toy once he was broken. Saito was to busy being lost in the pleasure he was receiving and trying to fight it.

Yes, there was a time when he wanted him to be his first, but it wasn’t supposed to be like this. It wasn’t supposed to be about control, it was supposed to be out of love between the two of them. They were supposed to be trying to please one another, not one trying to break the other. Tears were flowing for what might have been the final time for the boy, he just didn’t know it yet. He began moaning in the ecstasy he was trying fight.

Blues was unrelenting in his own quest. He was watched his pet carefully for any signs that he might be ready to cum. Then he began feeling his pet clenching down on him in waves. Smiling evilly, he halted his actions completely and watched the pleading faces that the youth was making. He started up again at a slightly faster pace this time.

He continued this cycle for several hours, until the younger one was squirming and begging for release. He withdrew himself from the other’s body and took a step back to admire his work thus far.

“You look so beautiful like this; so desperate, so easer; it’s almost a shame to finish you off,” he purred, running his fingers through Saito’s hair, “I could just sit and watch you like this forever.”

Saito just hung there squirming; looking for some form, any form of relief. His eyes were glazed over and a small trail of saliva had formed down to his chin.

“You want it don’t you?” Blues asked, slowly massaging his length and recoating it, “Can’t stand the thought of another minute without it, now can you? You want me to finish you off? Well, you’re going to have to beg for it,” he finished, tugging at Saito’s collar.

“Please,” Saito whispered, “I wanna cum. I’m begging you, please, I need it!”

“Are you willing to give yourself over to me completely? To let no one else touch you?”

“Yes! Just… please!” he cried, his body fighting away painful convulsions as he spoke.

“Finally,” Blues whispered, undoing the handcuffs and carrying the boy back over to the bed.

He wrapped the boy’s legs around his waist and slid into him. His movements were again painfully slow for the both of them. Saito groaned softly as his arms wrapped themselves around his master’s neck and his lips were lightly kissed. Blues began to pick up the pace, making Saito cry out for more. As their speed increased, Blues moved Saito’s legs so they were up around his shoulders. Saito started screaming even louder then ever before, his eyes wide and locked onto the ceiling. He could hear the grunts that were coming from his master over his own screams. The elder’s lips were slowly making their way up the other’s neck until they reached his lips and captured them in a possessive kiss. Saito’s thoughts were a jumble of everything that had happened that day as he approached his climax.

Blues listened with delight as his pet screamed, clapping down around him once again. He waited until the younger was starting to calm down before he allowed himself to cum inside Saito’s body. He watched as the younger one’s eyes went wide at the sensation of his master’s hot seed splashing around inside of him.

Saito felt his insides being coated with the hot, sticky liquid and gave out one final, choked cry before it finally happened. It was then that it all became too much for him to handle. The pain, the anguish, the humiliation; it all just piled together, becoming more then he could take, and finally, his mind just snapped. His eyes became like vacant pools of glass as he sank into himself, his body going limp. His mind had died but his body kept going.

When he was finished, Blues picked himself up and looked at his pet to find the eyes of a doll looking back at him. He grinned in satisfaction at his work and rolled over to get some sleep. Seconds later, he felt a small weight come to rest on his chest. He opened one eye and looked down at the source of the disturbance, finding his new toy resting there silently. Blues settled back, thinking very briefly about how he was going to help his op bait the other Hikari without brining those others along for the ride, and let sleep take him in this odd sort of peace that had fallen over the two of them.




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