Kinbaku-Bi {Beautiful Bondage}

I told myself it would not come to this…again.

I lean down and trace my tongue over the sweet skin along Roxas’ neck. His taste is intoxicating. I smile down at his pleading eyes and think to myself that I’ve never had an assistant become so willing of my…advances.

I can feel his slight resistant against the ropes encasing his chest and arms behind his back in an intricate Shibari pattern, wondering to myself if there will be bruises later. I discard my suit jacket next to his shirt and roll up my sleeves slowly.

I admire his slightly curled position atop my desk, his bare ass raised into the air with his black slacks pulled down around his thighs. His reddened face is pressed against my desk and I become entranced at the sight of his innocent reflection in the shine of the cherry wood.

Roxas really is beautiful and seems to be the only thing in my life to thrive beneath my touch besides my beloved orchids. Ever since I reprimanded him for his continuous typing mistakes a few weeks ago, he seems to be getting stronger, in more ways than one.

I maintain the control over that however.

This time, he actually mailed out an important letter to one of my clients, full of mistakes. That mistake is why he is so helplessly bound to my desk as we speak. I gaze down at his submissive stance and raise an eyebrow at his weeping erection begging for release against his lowered slacks. I never imagined anyone would be so aroused by all this…Well, except me.

“Roxas…Are you aware of the mistakes you made on that letter you mailed out?”

I hear him swallow hard and look up at me with pleading eyes. “I…don’t…know Axel, sir.”

SMACK!

He whimpers as my hand collides with his exposed flesh. “Roxas…that letter was very important….how dare you let it leave this office so flawed!”

SMACK!

His cheek squeaks slightly against the wood of the desk from the force of the spanking. His backside is turning red now to match his shamed expression. What I wouldn’t give to have him completely for my own!

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!

I continue to slap him mercilessly until I run myself out of breath, panting lightly in time with his soft groans. Music to my ears. I step back and stalk around the desk to meet his face, flushed, and his eyes, brimming slightly with tears.

I bend down to his level, inhaling the sweet scent of his skin and place a chaste kiss on his pouting lips. He tastes exquisite. I rise and begin to unbuckle my pants, intent on taking this a step further. This isn’t fully about reprimanding him anymore.

I examine him further as I remove my belt and work at my zipper. The expression on his face is full of want and need. I don’t care what he wants at this point and I give his backside a fresh bruise with the leather of my thick belt.

His mouth gapes open to cry out just enough for me to push my hard cock between his lips. I shudder at the overwhelming warmth and begin to thrust myself in and out of his soft mouth. He moans against my shaft invading his throat, sending pleasant shivers down my spine as I grab a fistful of blonde locks.

It’s never gone this far with any of my assistants before but Roxas is different. I feel like I could lose control with him…but I shake that thought off as he creates a tighter suction against my cock, causing me to break loose and cry out.

I feel his teeth graze over the surface of my shaft and I bite my lip in ecstasy as I watch his eyes squeeze shut from my forcefulness. His brow furrows in discomfort but I tilt my head to catch sight of his own needful erection escaping the confines of his slacks as he rocks back and forth beneath my thrusts. I think to myself how beautiful his cock is, having never seen it before today…it’s a shame it will go untouched. I wonder if he will masturbate later.

I do not last long as I know this is a place of business and the lobby has gone unattended for some time now. Not to mention the mind blowing ecstasy Roxas seems to be giving me despite his discomfort and awkward position. My eyes slide shut and I throw my head back, moaning loudly as I release myself deep into his throat, flooding his mouth with my cum.

I catch my breath as I feel him swallow against me and I watch my softening cock slide out from between his lips. Straightening myself, I gaze into his striking eyes and he blushes as he licks his mouth clean. I smile devilishly at the sight of him now.

“Have you learned your…lesson Roxas?”

He nods obediently and I begin to unravel the silken ropes encasing his upper body. Another smile spreads across my lips as I admire the creases in his skin from the tightness of my intricate design. They accent his previous scars quite nicely.

The rope tumbles from his body gracefully as he rises from my desk and pulls his pants over his reddened backside and neglected erection. He begins to button his shirt as his eyes search over me thoughtfully as if waiting for something to happen. I begin replacing my moved items to my desk from our session and take my seat, relaxing in my post orgasmic state.

“You are free to go Roxas…there are probably clients waiting…”

He nods slowly and grabs a few files to press against his obvious arousal, hiding it from the public. I eye him seductively as he walks out of my office, trying to maintain control over my desperate want for him.

I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into…but I don’t ever want it to stop…

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(That night…)

The stars glitter brilliantly across the sky, the moon casting a passion filled glow over Tokyo and a soft breeze caresses the earth in delicate strokes.

I lean back comfortably on my balcony, gazing out at the night, feeling the cool air over my bare chest and through my scarlet hair. I can’t stop thinking about Roxas. I don’t know what it is or what drives me to do the things that I do.

I close my eyes, images racing through my mind of his ocean blue eyes, his reddened and bruised lips against mine and the sound of his gasps deafening my senses. My brow furrows deeply as my imagination creates a whirlwind of dreams, seducing my body with every collision of flesh.

My hand makes eager contact with his bare skin as he throws his head back, crying out my name. His naked body quivers beneath me and I press myself to him, drenching him in passionate licks and kisses across his sweet skin. His taste is indescribable. I want it forever.

I turn him to face me as I lay him down across my desk, covered in orchid blooms and wrap his slender legs around my bare waist. His expression is needful and he begs me to take him.

My lips part as my mind poisons me with lustful fantasies and I sigh, my eyes remaining closed. I tilt my head back against the soft cushion of my chair, allowing my hands to wander over my chest and down to the rim of my silk pants. My cock is aching with need as my fingers grope over the drastic contrast of soft delicate fabric and hot hardened flesh.

“Axel!”

My names escapes his lips so perfectly. So natural. I finally make him mine, pushing myself deep inside his body. The color of his sweat beaded skin matches the bed of orchids pressed against his back on my desk. He cries out as I thrust into him over and over, gripping his legs in each hand, leaving pressed bruises.

“Roxas!”

My fingers lace around my aching erection, stroking in time with the image of Roxas’ body spread across cherry wood and orchids. I moan and roll my hips, squeezing my eyes closed, making the dream real.

His mouth drops open and he screams my name. I thrust into him with wild abandon, admiring the sight of his perfect skin spattered with the pearl white fluid of his orgasm. The cherry wood desk covered in orchids is perfectly accented with droplets of heaven. Sweat drips from the tip of my nose as I gaze down into his eyes, piercing through my very being.

“I love you master…”

The sound of his voice envelopes me in bliss as I throw my head back, crying out his name as I fill him with my very essence, pouring out of me with every beat of my heart.

“Roxas...” His name escapes my lips as I spill myself into my tightly gripped hand, shivering against the breeze to my bare flesh. I collapse back into my chair, panting softly and closing my eyes as the air cools my heated body.

The visions of his eyes and voice trickle out of my mind slowly and I sigh, gazing down at my spilt orgasm glistening upon black silk, wishing it was the silk of Roxas’ skin.

I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into…but I don’t ever want it to stop…

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(The Next Morning…)

I step into the bathroom of my office as I arrive the next morning to stare at myself in the mirror. I have not gotten any sleep and my sexual frustration has not lessened itself any since my self-satisfying. I turn away, attempting to ignore it all, and as I make my leave, I step on a discarded paper towel. Wrinkling my nose at the minor mess, I bend and remove it from my shoe. Upon further examination, I realize the paper towel is spattered with a pearl white substance. I raise an eyebrow and answer my own question from yesterday, “I wonder if he will masturbate later…”

I crumple the towel and find myself oddly annoyed and aroused at the same time. I toss into the trash and walk into my office, trying to keep thoughts of Roxas pleasuring himself in my office out of my mind. Suddenly, the door opens and Roxas enters with a fresh cup of hot coffee. I raise an eyebrow at him and rise from my seat.

“Roxas…what did you do after I released you yesterday?”

He seems taken aback by the question and looks away from me, adjusting his tie. He wore red to match his blushing cheeks.

“I…” He attempts to answer but is distracted as I walk over to my closet and remove a black metal yoke. I caress it softly, feeling the chill of the metal and the fur lined cuffs at each end and strapped to the middle.

“This…will keep you from touching yourself in my office.” I state calmly as I step behind him, clasping the collar around his slender neck. He doesn’t respond, obviously embarrassed that I caught him being careless.

I buckle the cuffs around his wrists so that they are held far out away from him, giving him the look of an angel spreading his wings. Simply amazing…

I watch him shrug and adjust to the feeling of being bound. He gazes at me uneasily and I smile at him as I make my way back to my desk, resisting any further urges to touch him for now.

“Now go get me the Xemnas files…”

He hesitates and continues to stare, questioning my request for him to go out into the office like that with his wide blue eyes. I raise my gaze to him, devouring his vulnerable stance.

“Well?” I glare at him annoyed and he jumps, walking awkwardly out the door, having to turn sideways to make his exit.

Leaning back in my chair, I smile to myself, satisfied at my decision and laugh slightly as I hear Sora’s voice out in the halls. “What the…?!”

Sora peeks into my office and I wave at him happily, flashing him a toothy grin. He raises an eyebrow and says nothing, leaving in a hurry.

Roxas re-enters shortly after Sora’s hasty exit with the files between his teeth. He approaches my desk and bends down to set them in front of me. I admire the teeth marks accented with saliva on the corner of the papers and trace my fingers over them slowly.

“Thank you Roxas…”

He smiles at me softly and bows in respect, the cuffs clinking slightly with his movements.

“Anything for you…sir…” He whispers and turns to leave.

My eyes widen at his remark and I swallow hard as he turns and pulls the door shut in an awkward reach for his elevated hand.

I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into…but I don’t ever want it to stop.

To Be Continued...