Forever Caged [Complete]

Chapter 14: Shadows


Reyvn didn't try to fight the shadows pulling at his body, and tried not to squirm so much under Rendell's knife. He made a small noise when the blade came near his neck, trying to sink away into the pillows to avoid it. He looked at the demon again, and gave the smallest of nods.

Rendell's canines flashed again, and he spread the dark aura around him till nothing could be seen but his glowing eyes and the occasional glint of a blade. "Was your last master ever this mean?"

Reyvn saw the darkness permeate every last bit of the room, but strangely didn't find himself terrified of it. It was something oddly familiar, like if he wanted to, he could control it. He didn't try, however, too scared of what Rendell might do. He nodded again, hoping the demon would see it. "Mm," was the only thing he could say.

The tentacle slid off Reyvn's mouth, and the tentacle with the ring's partner shredded off whatever scraps of clothing still clung to the boy's body. Still more forced a set of straps over his thighs and torso, and the snick, snick! of clasps could be heard. "How do they fit?" Rendell asked.

Reyvn didn't like the tight leather straps forced around his body, and squirmed a little to try and make them comfortable. Wasn't happening. "They're...really tight," he said quietly, and heard the unevenness of his own voice.

A loud thwap! could be heard, and a metal ring was forced around the base of Reyvn's cock, while another was slapped against his backside. The straps were tugged some more, fastening to the ones that held the rings in place. "How about now? Do they fit better?" Rendell turned Reyvn over while waiting for an answer, and checked to make sure the ring on the boy's rear lined up right.

"Ah!" Reyvn yelped when he felt the cold metal around his groin suddenly, and another pressing against his entrance. He felt his cheeks get hot as he was turned over, terribly exposed to Rendell now. The straps were already tight enough, and them being tugged on didn't quite help. He definitely did not like the thin strap sliding between his ass, or the ones under the curve of it. "They're a little tighter," he said hesitantly.

"Good," Rendell said. He tested the straps and found they dug into the boy's deliciously round butt nicely. The tips of the tendrils began exploring Reyvn's body hungrily, flicking this way and that, becoming wispy as smoke when they found something they liked, such as a sensitive spot on a toe or the area around Reyvn's navel. One tentacle tested the ring near Reyvn's ass while more tugged at the D-rings in various areas around the straps, trying to make movement a challenge.

Reyvn reflexively flinched or jerked away from the tendrils molesting his body, only to find more sliding over some other sensitive part. He felt the cool softness of the shadows slither over his lips, thighs, neck, stomach, lower back, and nearly everywhere else. He found himself making small noises and whimpers under the touches, his face growing hotter. His hips jerked forward when he felt one of the tendrils near his entrance, not wanting these strange shadows finding their way inside.

Rendell stood by and watched hungrily as Reyvn writhed on the bed. He made a tentacle slip underneath the silk sheets and press the fabric against his back, wondering how the boy would react to different sensations. The demon pulled his shirt off, and let the snakes loosen their grip a little.

Reyvn's back arched a little at the sudden gentle touch of the silk, a small gasp escaping him. He felt the collar around his neck tighten a bit as the straps connecting it to his torso were pulled taut, making his breath come lighter. He could feel himself start to get hard, and wished his body didn't react the way it did to things he knew he didn't want. For the moment, he was glad his front was pressed against the bed where Rendell wouldn't see.

Rendell took the ring off the shadow snake and slipped it onto his own finger. He ran the blades down the boy's side gently, barely leaving red lines if it were bright enough for normal eyes. He trailed them down around the curve of Reyvn's ass, and then slid his hand around the boy's front, pressing his muscular chest against the seemingly frail requiem. He loved the way helpless things struggled, and it made him hard to watch Reyvn like this.

Reyvn's body arched against Rendell's touches, small bumps rising on his skin near where the blades glided. He gasped, feeling the sudden warmth and hardness of Rendell press against him and the hand wrapping low on his stomach. He trembled under the larger man, and tried tugging again at the restraints around his wrists. They gave a little bit, but did not release. "Please, stop," he begged quietly, voice quivering.

Rendell's hand trailed down to Reyvn's hard cock and stroked gently, running the edge of the blade carefully up and down it. "Why should I? You seem to love it." He knew the boy was just reacting to being touched, but he wanted to watch him struggle. Thick vipers of darkness slid up the boy's legs, pulling them farther apart. One teased Reyvn's entrance, curious as the one before it. Rendell's other hand played with the straps on Reyvn's torso, making them tighten.

Reyvn whimpered, trying to shift himself out of Rendell's hand. His cock grew harder under the light stroking and cold metal, and he hated himself for it. He made small sounds of protest at the tendrils around his thighs, and tried forcing his legs back together to no avail. His hips jerked forward again, trying to keep the shadow from teasing him. Instead he found himself pressing into Rendell's hand, and whimpered again, though now found it harder to make the noises from the tightened pressure against his neck and chest. "N-no," he gasped.

Rendell's tongue trailed behind the requiem's ear, and he pressed the tips of the blades against the boy's cock gently. "Don't move, now," His low voice was husky, and he let a shadow-tendril slip into Reyvn's entrance. "You wouldn't want to get hurt, would you?"

Reyvn forced himself to still, though he couldn't help the little tremors that washed through him. He whined softly as he felt the tendril force its way in, the muscles in his back and thighs tensing. It was cold, and soft, and gentler than fingers, though somehow more violating as it wriggled inside him. His hips trembled, and he tried to force them still as not to get cut.

Rendell shivered in delight, letting out a soft moan. He trailed his sharp canines down the boy's neck, and released his grip on Reyvn's cock, and slid his hand upwards. His fingers came across little nicks where he had not been so neat with the blade, and could feel where the skin had become irritated. The tendril forced itself deeper with waving motions, making itself almost four times thicker, then thin as a finger in its want to explore Reyvn from the inside.

Reyvn flinched back from Rendell's hand and the blades on it, not wanting any new injuries or to feel whatever else the demon had planned. He felt the tendril inside him thicken rapidly, forcing his body to stretch, and his head tilted back as he let out a scream. It faded into a moan as the tentacle thinned again and slithered around, going deeper. He didn't like how deep it was starting to go, and his body moved in protest.

Another ribbon slipped up and replaced Rendell's hand, snaking around Reyvn's cock. Rendell let out a heavy moan, loving how the boy was moving in his arms. He wanted to take him now, his body was telling him to ravish his prey, but Rendell wanted to savor it. The tentacle in Reyvn's ass pressed and prodded, searching for the sensitive area in him, not thickening so much now that it had a defined purpose.

Reyvn squirmed, trying to free himself from all the things touching him, but he knew it was futile. He whimpered and gasped at the things the shadows did to him, feeling the one inside brushing against his sweet spot. His hips jerked back, pressing himself further onto the tendril, and a deep breathy moan escaped his lips.

"Liked that, did you?" Rendell purred. That moan almost sent him over the edge. The tendril stroked the sensitive spot inside Reyvn, wriggling gently while another teased the tip of Reyvn's cock. Rendell almost couldn't take any more.

Reyvn didn't answer, too caught up in the sensations. He writhed between the touches of the tentacles, making soft noises of pleasure. His breath came lighter and faster, the pressure on his throat making it hard to breathe, and he began to feel light-headed. He gasped, and tried to speak. "Master...I..." He stopped abruptly when both of the tentacles rubbed against sensitive spots at the same time, causing another moan to come from him.

Rendell could take no more. He made the tentacles force Reyvn on his knees in an abrupt motion, and he pulled himself out of his pants. His eyes began to glow red, and his voice was a deep, throaty growl. "Would it be hard to swallow with that collar?"

The tendrils were still violating Reyvn, so he didn't expect much of an answer. The demon grabbed a handful of Reyvn's pretty black hair and the shadow violating Reyvn's ass expanded suddenly.

Reyvn cried out, the sudden movement pulling at his body in ways that only hurt. He found himself level with Rendell's now exposed cock, and made a small sound of protest. He started to speak, voice breathy. "Yes," he said, his body still writhing against the tendrils. He felt fingers wrap around his hair, and wasn't expecting the rapid expansion again that forced a scream of pain from his mouth.

When Reyvn opened his mouth to scream, Rendell rammed his cock down the boy's throat. He forced Reyvn to swallow it till he could feel his nose pressing against him. "Do you want me to loosen that collar for you?" he mocked.

Reyvn made another sound of pain and protest as he felt the hard, thick organ forced down his throat. He controlled his gag reflex, trying not to choke while tears stung at his eyes. He would've whimpered if he could breathe around the large cock, but as it was all he could do was try to fight it, which he was sure would bring more pain, or put his tongue to use. He used his tongue, slowly sliding it side to side.

Rendell slowly slid back and forth in the boy's mouth, moaning softly as he felt Reyvn's tongue slide around. Once he got the right angle for himself, Rendell made his thrusts more and more forceful. He let the hand with the blades fall beside the boy's face as a warning.

Reyvn used his skilled tongue as best he could, flicking it on the underside of Rendell's cock as he slid in and out. He sucked and glided his tongue around when the thrusts got more forceful, this time prepared for it to go down his throat. He made soft noises, knowing what the vibrations would do. He saw the glint of metal next to his face, and closed his eyes and just concentrated on Rendell. He felt the tentacles on his lower body still at work, which caused tremors to run through him as he sucked.

Rendell couldn't stop his own moaning as precum started to flow copiously from him. He slid the blade down the boy's cheek, thoroughly enjoying the sensations Reyvn was producing. His hips and thighs tensed as he could feel the imminent explosion readying itself.

Reyvn whimpered softly when he felt the blades touch his cheek, hoping Rendell wouldn't lose all control and slice his face. He tasted the hot, somewhat sour precum flow into his mouth, and let it slowly dribble out rather than swallow. He could feel his master's body tense, and knew Rendell was close. He flicked and circled his tongue over the tip, before Rendell forced himself in again. He sucked harder, trying to finish the demon.

The tentacles working on Reyvn's lower body began to grow frantic in their motions as Rendell's hips started to jerk. He pressed the tip of the blades harder against Reyvn's face and growled, "Swallow." Rendell stilled for a moment, then forced himself hard into Reyvn's mouth as he erupted while the tentacles shuddered and jerked with him.

Reyvn whimpered and moaned around Rendell's cock as the tentacles forced his body to respond to their touches. He writhed, and fought to keep his head in place as he felt himself start to peak. He did as Rendell commanded, swallowing everything that flowed into his mouth and down his throat. He felt his throat tighten as he choked a little, his own body constricting when his master's movements got fiercer.

Rendell's hand slipped, and Reyvn ended up with two neat slices on his face. The demon almost doubled over, and pulled out of Reyvn's mouth, then bent down to kiss the top of his head. "You are very skilled. Koumori has trained you well."

Reyvn yelped, feeling the blades dig in and slide across his cheek. He swallowed what remained in his mouth, and slumped forward, breathing heavily. He would've fallen if the tentacles around his wrists weren't keeping him up. He gave a small nod at Rendell, unable to find his voice. The tendrils toying with him had slowed when Rendell pulled out, now just teasing his throbbing erection and insides.

Rendell had the tentacle in Reyvn still for a moment. He petted the boy's hair and slid his tongue across one of the cuts, shuddering. He had never tasted anything quite so exquisite before. His eyes were still smoldering with lust, and he whispered, "Is there something you want? You better speak up."

Reyvn winced, Rendell's tongue making the cuts sting. His body still trembled from the sensations, or lack thereof, rushing through him. His body glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, which made all the tiny still bleeding cuts everywhere else sting. He didn't want anymore, but knew he needed to please Rendell. He swallowed again, then found his voice. "Please, Master, take me."

Rendell kicked his pants off completely, and cast them somewhere in the dark. "Not tonight. You're going to take me."

Confusion was plain on Reyvn's face as he looked up at Rendell. "What?"

Rendell sighed in obvious exasperation. "That thing I was doing to your ass? You're going to do it to mine." He rummaged around the pillows, dispelling the darkness some to let Reyvn see better. He pulled out a leash, and hooked it up to Reyvn's collar, then pressed his back against Reyvn's chest. The tentacles let go of the boy completely, and Rendell looked over his shoulder at Reyvn. "If you don't know how, you better learn."

Reyvn flushed, not understanding the sudden role change. He grimaced and gasped when the tentacles slid away from him, leaving sudden pain behind. He leaned back a little, the man's bulk pressing against him making positioning awkward. He wasn't sure what the leash was for, but he didn't want to find out. He tried to remember what Koumori often did to him, taking his examples from that. He slid his fingers down his own cock, getting them slick with precum. He reached forward and found Rendell's entrance, hand shaking as he gently stroked and made the area wet. He was careful of his sharp nails, not wanting to nick the demon and get himself hurt. He swallowed and asked nervously, "Like this?"

Rendell purred and bent down, resting his weight on his hands to better expose himself. "Yesss, like that." He wouldn't have been nice enough to make the penetration easy, really, but it felt nice being toyed with. With mock concern, he looked at Reyvn and said, "Be gentle," before letting the sadistic grin creep across his face again.

Reyvn teased the demon's entrance, catching sight of his face. He knew Rendell must have some twisted plan behind this, and he heard the sarcasm in the man's voice. He slid his middle finger in, wiggling it a bit to tease Rendell before slipping in a second. If the demon didn't want gentleness, then perhaps he could afford to be just a little rough with his nails.

Rendell made a soft noise and pushed back on Reyvn's hand. "Mmmm, more," he sighed in pleasure. "Show me what your old master taught you. Show me what that crazy bat showed you," he demanded.

Reyvn paused, growing cold. Do what Koumori did? No way...He couldn't possibly. He'd spent the last three weeks focusing on forgetting the old bastard, and now this man wanted him to copy the veran. What would happen if he couldn't do what Rendell wanted? He shuddered, but didn't pull his hand away. He slid another finger in, letting the edges of his nails catch on the delicate skin as he slid them in and out. He leaned forward, gingerly placing one hand on his master's hip before pressing his small fangs to the soft flesh above it. He knew what the taste of blood would call up in him, and started to bite down. It was this or face something worse, he was sure.

Rendell almost mewled as his flesh was punctured and handled roughly. "Is that what he taught you? To nibble?" he started to egg Reyvn on. "Your old master must have been a wimp, and that means you're a bigger wuss for bending to it."

Oh, great, so the demon did want pain. Maybe he could let himself hurt Rendell without consequence. He bit down harder, his small fangs growing slightly longer as he did. The hand on Rendell's hip dug its nails in and slid down, leaving thin cuts behind. He felt blood flow into his mouth, and reveled in the taste. It was dark, and rich, and full of power that made his head swim. His vision changed, and suddenly the room seemed brighter, clearer in his eyes. He pulled his other hand out of Rendell, and proceeded to rake both down the back of his hips and thighs.

"Hahhh! Yessss!" Rendell hissed and stretched under the scathing, enjoying every bit of it. "You're angry, aren't you, little one?" He got back on his knees and reached behind him, pressing his back against Reyvn again, and he tilted his head to one side. "Does it feel good?"

The shadows in the room faltered, and started to recede. Reyvn reached up, lightly placing his hands on either side of Rendell's ribcage before slicing his claws down to the man's hips in one, quick motion. "Yes, it does," he said quietly, the nervousness in his voice gone. He licked some of the blood off his fingers as he gently wrapped one hand around Rendell's stomach. "You taste good."

The demon grinned and said, "Thanks." Rendell then dug his own claws into Reyvn's thighs, the blades sinking in deep. "Now don't waste the whole night carving me, fuck me."

Reyvn arched back, screaming. His breathing got heavier, and he started to lean forward again. He shuddered from the pain buried in his leg, then glared at the shadows slinking away. One tendril shot out from the darkness, and forced Rendell's bladed hand away. Another came from the opposite side and wrapped Rendell's other wrist, then both yanked him forward onto the bed.

"You wanted what Koumori showed me? You're going to get it." He raised himself partway off the bed before Rendell could retaliate, and sliced his claws all across the demon's back, making a latticework pattern of it. He settled back, and positioned himself before sliding into Rendell, fast and deep as he could go. He didn't allow the demon any adjusting time, and fucked him like he'd been commanding.

Rendell's moans echoed in the room. He vaguely wondered how the boy got control over his aura, but the thought was pushed out the moment his skin was sliced open. "Yes, yes! Hurt meeeee!" he growled.

Reyvn growled, his wings emerging again. The room became pitch black, save for the purple glow of his wings and the orange glow of his eyes. His wings ate the endless darkness, and he felt his body surge with power. He could feel his hands slicing Rendell apart as he continued to vigorously pump into him, moaning and growling in pleasure. He grabbed Rendell's hair close to the scalp, and yanked his head back before leaning over the larger man and sinking his sharp fangs into the hot, thick pulsing vein of his neck.

Rendell moaned, relishing the abuse. Oh he would make the boy pay later, but now, he would enjoy it. His cock was already throbbing hard, and all the pain was making his head swim. He let out a small yelp when Reyvn yanked his head back, then a growl when his neck was penetrated.

Reyvn gulped down the blood rushing out of Rendell's neck, and his thrusts became harder, although slower. He reached one hand around and gripped Rendell's cock, stroking as his own release was near.

Rendell's head lolled back and his eyes rolled upwards as his already-leaking cock started receiving attention. Hell, he might even cum again. He tried holding off, waiting for Reyvn first, but now, he would enjoy the sensory overload.

Reyvn's hold tightened on Rendell, and he could feel the man's body start to grow cold. Good. He had to break away from the demon's neck to breathe, and focused on finishing. He pulled back until he almost slid out, then rammed in one last time, emptying himself into Rendell. His hand pumped the man's cock vigorously, making sure he came too. His tongue lapped at the wounds on Rendell's back, wanting to consume as much of his blood as he could before it all ended.

Rendell's body shuddered as he was reamed from behind. A shaky "Ahh!" escaped him as he exploded again, getting Reyvn's hand slick and sticky. The demon was shivering and had to fight not to go limp altogether. "Damn..." he said to himself.

Reyvn sighed, and pulled away. His body shuddered from the sudden release of heat, and he let the tension leave him. The shadows around Rendell's wrists remained tightly in place, and Reyvn chuckled, all the softness his voice usually held gone to something darker.

Rendell slumped forward, still holding the sadistic grin on his face. "What, that's it? Did you get all tuckered out?" He tried to keep his voice from wavering, but he could feel himself getting cold. Perhaps he had lost too much blood.

"I'm lasting longer than you, apparently," Reyvn's deepened voice lilted in mockery. "Did you enjoy what you asked for?"

Rendell nodded. The tentacles slipped away from his wrists as he fought to get control of them back. He then turned around and backhanded Reyvn as hard as he could. "Fun, isn't it? Playing like master for a little while?"

Reyvn's eyes widened in shock when the shadows he'd stolen control of slid away from Rendell. He started to shift away from Rendell, but wasn't fast enough to avoid the blow. His head swam as his vision blanked out, and when it cleared he found himself face-first on the bed with pain exploding through one side of his face. He groaned softly, shaking his head. The edges of his wings glowed brighter and started to encircle Reyvn's upper body to act as a shield.

Rendell's aura slipped between the feathers and forced the boy in a spread-eagle position once again. "You didn't answer my question. Wasn't it fun being in control for a while?" He waited for a moment, and then asked, "You know you're going to pay for it all now, right?

Reyvn fell flat on the bed when his body was spread out, and he had to turn his head to one side so he could breathe. Orange eyes glared up at Rendell, still glowing through the darkness. "You're an easy bastard to control," he spat. He forced the tendrils to loosen their hold, and quickly slipped his hands out of the shadows and turned around. "Of course it was fun," he said with a smirk. "And understand that once you are finished with this body, next time I return you will not enjoy the pain." With that, the orange glow faded, and Reyvn's body fell limp as he went unconscious. If Rendell bothered with a closer look, he'd notice all of Reyvn's fresh cuts had healed without a trace.

Rendell was slightly taken aback and a little more than confused. "Well, I guess Koumori was right. You do get a little emotional. I'll have to ask for some potion samples later." He removed the straps from Reyvn and let him lay there. He went to his bathroom to examine his cuts, and assumed the boy took control of his aura by consuming his blood. Whether he was right or wrong on that, it didn't matter. It wouldn't happen again. Rendell's deep laugh reverberated off the walls, spooking the maid on the floor below. 

He washed up, and curled up next to the boy, drifting to sleep easily. He would hurt in the morning, but he could guarantee that the boy would hurt more.