The Skinning
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Horror/Thriller › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Horror/Thriller › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
5,095
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Part Two
The Skinning Part Two
After the last of those pretty, young streetwalkers had been unchained and his body washed off with an obviously unmerciful spray of water from a hose, Isshin turned his head and smiled wickedly at me.
He walked over to where I lay on the mattress, his strides slow and easy as he stalked over to my reclining form.
Power seemed to ooze from every single one of his pores.
I found myself trembling at the thought of what I had agreed to let the older man do to me for the sake of money.
Isshin leaned over my body and pressed a rough kiss to my open mouth, closing his hands around my shoulders as he pulled me up off of the bed, pressing his broad chest to my bare back.
“Wh-what are you going to do to me?” I whispered once Isshin released my mouth.
He busied himself with pushing my sweat pants down over the side of my hips and ignored my question in favor of touching more of my skin. His fingers skittered over the skin underneath my navel and when I sucked in my belly to get away from the gentle and teasing caress, he dug his nails into my flesh and held them there until I whined and made a pleading noise in my throat.
He smiled against my hair and then laughed as I repeated my question.
“Please Isshin-sama,” I pleaded, hearing my voice rise as high as my weak vocal cords would allow and hating the way that it cracked mid-syllable, “Tell me what you’re going to do to me. I have to know.”
“I’m going to fuck you,” he announced, raising his deep voice up loud enough for all of his party guests to hear, “and then I’m going to skin you. If you beg with that pretty mouth of yours, I might even fuck you as I peel the flesh from your back.”
His hands with their strong fingers tore the elastic waist of my sweatpants out of shape, allowing it to slide to the ground, baring the lower half of my body to the room and its occupants.
His fingers closed around my barely interested erection, squeezing it roughly and tugging at it until it started to stiffen and swell with blood in the palm of his hand.
He tightened his grip in small increments, teasing me with the promise of pain and pleasure at his hands.
“Do you like the sound of that whore?” Isshin asked softly, his voice feeding a rush of warm air over my shoulder. “Do you want me to bleed you?”
I nodded quickly and let my head roll back against the larger man’s broad shoulder. “Oh yes Isshin-sama,” I breathed eagerly, rocking my hips into the warm fingers that were caressing my dripping cock head. “Make me bleed please...that’s why you bought me!”
Isshin’s satisfaction was obvious and he petted me once before he pulled away from me. “Good boy...” he murmured, curling his fingers around the base of my ponytail and tugging it sharply to get me to follow him.
To be continued in part three
After the last of those pretty, young streetwalkers had been unchained and his body washed off with an obviously unmerciful spray of water from a hose, Isshin turned his head and smiled wickedly at me.
He walked over to where I lay on the mattress, his strides slow and easy as he stalked over to my reclining form.
Power seemed to ooze from every single one of his pores.
I found myself trembling at the thought of what I had agreed to let the older man do to me for the sake of money.
Isshin leaned over my body and pressed a rough kiss to my open mouth, closing his hands around my shoulders as he pulled me up off of the bed, pressing his broad chest to my bare back.
“Wh-what are you going to do to me?” I whispered once Isshin released my mouth.
He busied himself with pushing my sweat pants down over the side of my hips and ignored my question in favor of touching more of my skin. His fingers skittered over the skin underneath my navel and when I sucked in my belly to get away from the gentle and teasing caress, he dug his nails into my flesh and held them there until I whined and made a pleading noise in my throat.
He smiled against my hair and then laughed as I repeated my question.
“Please Isshin-sama,” I pleaded, hearing my voice rise as high as my weak vocal cords would allow and hating the way that it cracked mid-syllable, “Tell me what you’re going to do to me. I have to know.”
“I’m going to fuck you,” he announced, raising his deep voice up loud enough for all of his party guests to hear, “and then I’m going to skin you. If you beg with that pretty mouth of yours, I might even fuck you as I peel the flesh from your back.”
His hands with their strong fingers tore the elastic waist of my sweatpants out of shape, allowing it to slide to the ground, baring the lower half of my body to the room and its occupants.
His fingers closed around my barely interested erection, squeezing it roughly and tugging at it until it started to stiffen and swell with blood in the palm of his hand.
He tightened his grip in small increments, teasing me with the promise of pain and pleasure at his hands.
“Do you like the sound of that whore?” Isshin asked softly, his voice feeding a rush of warm air over my shoulder. “Do you want me to bleed you?”
I nodded quickly and let my head roll back against the larger man’s broad shoulder. “Oh yes Isshin-sama,” I breathed eagerly, rocking my hips into the warm fingers that were caressing my dripping cock head. “Make me bleed please...that’s why you bought me!”
Isshin’s satisfaction was obvious and he petted me once before he pulled away from me. “Good boy...” he murmured, curling his fingers around the base of my ponytail and tugging it sharply to get me to follow him.
To be continued in part three