Bleed

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Hi everyone, just want to say that I'm very excited to finally put up a bit of action here. I should be able to put up a new chapter every week so bear with me! This was all written three years ago and my co-author and I have been going through and editing it. Hope you enjoy~~

MissyLeo xoxo

Chapter Two

A week passed, and for the first two days after having read the second note in his book bag, he'd discreetly been eyeing everyone that passed him in the halls, or that spoke to him often, or even came by his desk. He'd given up on trying to discover the anonymous threat, and had decided that with no other notes showing up in his things, that the person had given up or that he'd just been paranoid. It could have all been a prank.



His weekend was spent busying himself with the last few essays he had to write before vacation time, and all other little pieces of work he'd skipped out on that were due in the beginning of the week. He had invited some friends over on that Saturday, gotten drunk on Sunday and managed to make it to school in good shape on Monday, continuing with life as if nothing strange had happened at all.



The closer it got to spring break though, the stricter the teachers got, and he still had had no chance of skipping any of his classes. So Kaede sat through everything diligently and endured lame lectures and constant nagging from a few girls inviting him to parties and lake boats that he honestly didn't care to go to. Friday had arrived, and the school bell had just rung, releasing every student in the school to a full sixteen days of vacation. He couldn't feel more relieved.



Kaede was planning on going home alone that afternoon, because he figured he'd have to get his house cleaned up and ready for the parties he wanted to throw that weekend. He started calling up his best friend Audrey, who'd stayed behind to get a ride with his older brother, Jonah, who would also be buying their liquor. The second he heard the male's voice, a wide smile spread across his face and he spoke, "Hey Audrey! Did you still have that list I gave you the other day? I think I want to add some Bacardi Dragonberry Rum to it...make a note- yeah man. No problem at all! Give me a call back when you’re headed my way 'cause I want to make sure I'm not naked and still in the shower...heheh. I know, I wonder why?"



His conversation continued all the way back home, until he pulled up onto his driveway and ended the call, then he slipped his phone into his pocket. After he'd stepped out of his car he lit a cigarette and made his way in through his open garage and through the kitchen to grab himself a beer. He slumped down onto his couch and tipped the glass bottle up, letting the cold liquid soothe his dry throat. Kaede stared outside for a little while, and then decided to put out his half-used cig. He suddenly didn't feel like using up the rest of it, and he made his way up the stairs and into his bathroom to take a quick shower before he had to start organizing the house.

That night, after another call from Audrey, they'd decided to cancel and save it for later that week, because the male wasn't feeling good at all and Kaede had preferred that he stay home for the weekend and sleep it off. "I'll come by tomorrow if I wake up early enough, 'kay buddy?" And he hung up after the male's last response, laying back against the bed and sighing away his disappointment. Vacations were supposed to be fun...why was everything suddenly going wrong? Okay, Kaede...you’re just exaggerating...quit being overdramatic...

~

Yurien had followed the distracted Kaede to his home that day. He parked around the corner, but still in sight. He sat and stared at the building he’d entered for almost an hour before he shifted position. He couldn’t take it anymore, the wondering, and the watching…the waiting. He had to do something tonight. His body ached to feel Kaede, and he felt like he would burst if he couldn’t bring Kaede into his world.



He didn’t know what to do. A billion possibilities, most involving his collection of bondage gear, appeared in his head as ways to capture Kaede and take him back with him. Unfortunately he’d come directly from school and what he had available to him at the moment was severely limited. Yurien also fretted over the possibility that one of Kaede’s herd of friends might show up before he could do what he wanted. More time passed and it grew dark outside.



What did he really want for that matter? He knew that he desired to take Kaede back to his place and use him as he saw fit for the next two weeks that they were free from school. But what would he do then? He ran his hands through his hair and hit his head on the steering wheel in front of him in frustration.



When he looked up again, all the lights in the house were out except one in the front and on the upper floor. His breathing grew heavy and his heart beat pounded inside his ribs. His hands tightened on the wheel and then let it go completely. Yurien took the keys from the already parked car and slowly climbed out. He left the door open as he moved slowly towards the house. He wasn’t even thinking anymore, and he didn’t realize what he was doing. He was desperate and dangerous. His hand touched the door knob and saw that it wasn’t locked so he pushed steadily and stepped in, shutting the door quietly behind him.

~

He'd turned on some music, though softly this time since it was late and his mind was exhausted. He lay on his bed, sheets strewn everywhere and one arm behind his head as he closed his eyes and counted his own breaths. How boring...I swear Audrey, you and I are going to party like animals after this...maybe I should go down to Tristan’s and stay up all night there...nah. Too much of a hassle.



He shifted his weight on the bed after a little while and found it incredibly uncomfortably since he was beginning to grow restless. Sitting up in his bed, he leaned forward, elbows against knees, and Kaede just stared at himself in the mirror on the opposite wall behind his laptop and his computer desk. It was covered in photographs and magazine clippings along with pictures of exotic women and porn. His desk alone wasn't exactly as organized as it should be, with papers, notebooks, music sheets, pens and a pair of drumsticks littered over the wooden surface as well as a few of his homework papers,  a large textbook and a ceramic weed bowl. A soda can sat behind the laptop screen along with a half-eaten candy bar.



Sighing again, for the twelfth time that evening, he stood up and slid the double accordion closet doors open to begin the search for a loose t-shirt to wear, along with some pajama pants, and he crouched down to rummage through his plastic drawers, not aware of the muffled sound of footsteps making their way up his own staircase.

Yurien walked up to the door that was barely ajar. Light shined out at him and he saw a glimpse of Kaede squatting in front of his closet. He pushed the door open silently and tread into the bedroom. He stood behind Kaede, staring down at him, until his presence was sensed. Kaede jumped up and spun on him.



Yurien didn’t flinch and just continued to stare at Kaede. He still wore the same dark shirt and pants he’d worn to school. With his mop of medium length black hair and glasses, he looked very strange. His violet eyes were open wide and his pupils had shrunk to pinpoints. Slowly he glanced downward as he realized that he was gripping something so tightly in his hand that it hurt. His arm rose up and he was looking at a studded, leather collar pressing into his sensitive skin.



By the time he looked up again, Kaede had begun to attempt to sneak around him so he wasn’t trapped between Yurien and the closet. Yurien moved quickly then. He forced Kaede back against the wall, with one hand slamming against the wall to either side of his head when he moved in so fast. A bit of normalcy returned to his eyes as his focus in on Kaede’s frightened face. Yurien stared at him hard and an expression of disdain came to his features. His lips parted and he waited for a second before speaking.



“You’ve been a very naughty boy, indeed.” Yurien smiled when he saw recognition light in Kaede’s eyes, then he continued, “No… you’ve been a naughty dog. You’re a dog in need of training and I will be your Master. Now put on your collar and follow me.” Yurien pulled the hand holding the collar away from the wall and held it up in front of Kaede’s face. He gave him a look from behind it that showed he’d accept no complaints.

"Y-You’re the guy...with the notes? The quiet, band kid that always sits in the corner of class? Why? What would you want with me?" Then he glanced down at the collar for a split second and back up at Yurien…Yurien...that was his name. Some called him Yuri; the few that even knew his name. His brows furrowed as he suddenly gained a bit of confidence, realizing that this was just some weak band kid most likely being paid to put up this prank..."What the fuck are you doing in my house? Did someone put you up to this?" He questioned him, no...interrogated him as he pressed his back against the wall. Don't be an idiot, Kaede. Punch him, push him away...run.

Yurien's face showed that Kaede was stepping into dangerous territory, talking to him that way. Perhaps that was why he hadn’t fought back yet? Yurien’s head tilted over his shoulder and he looked the other male up and down again. He knew he could take him. It wouldn’t be long now before he fought back, and Kaede would lose. Yurien answered Kaede then, “A Dog shouldn’t bark at its Master. I’ve come to take my naughty dog home and teach it a lesson,” Yurien leaned in until their noses nearly touched and whispered, “And it will be a long and hard lesson.”



That was the catalyst, and Kaede shoved him back in a half panic. Yurien grabbed him by the shoulders and threw one leg back far to keep his balance. His then used his grip on Kaede’s shoulders to force the other back against the wall once more, only so hard this time that his head snapped back hard against it with a loud thud. Kaede then tried to kick Yurien between his legs, but he managed to twist his hips in time for the blow to be diverted. Yurien grew angry and he shifted the arm holding the collar until he was pressing his forearm to Kaede’s hot throat, choking him.



Kaede began to cough and choke and even tried to punch Yurien. The blow glanced off his cheekbone and only served to make Yurien even more determined. He dropped the collar now and wrapped both hands around Kaede’s throat. He squeezed, watching as Kaede slowly gave up the fight from lack of power to do so. His face changed colors and then slowly his arms fell to his sides. Yurien then quoted a line from his own note, “I will tie you up and I will make you bleed, and you will learn to behave…”



He let go of Kaede’s throat before he completely passed out. Kaede coughed and looked like his knees were able to buckle beneath him. Before he could recover though, Yurien socked him hard with a right hook to the jaw line. Kaede was knocked out instantly, and Yurien caught him before he fell. He lifted him into a cradled position in his arms and then walked out of the house with him.

~

The first thing he could hear was his own breath, coming out steadily and inhaling sharply as he lifted his head and groaned at the aching in his neck. It felt stiffened, accompanied by the few bruised areas left by the other male's hard grip earlier that night. At first, it felt as if he'd been drunk, and that this was just all part of the consequences of a hangover...but as the seconds passed quickly, he realized there was something oddly different. And that's when he decided to move, and nearly felt his heart stop when he felt that his hands were tied over his head and he was standing up rather than laying down anywhere, his feet managing to hold his weight up once more as they flattened on the cool floor.



There was a blindfold over his eyes and he tried tugging his hands downwards, but failed to do so and instead felt the crawling fear beginning to spread throughout his body, like an infection. His pulse began to quicken, and sounded like heavy drum beats, loud in his head, as his breaths quickened. The room was a bit cooler than he would have liked, and it was causing his skin to break out into goose flesh as his mind began to race through the thoughts of what he'd just experienced. Everything had come back to him in a matter of a minute and he could only picture Yurien's face staring down at him dangerously, like a predator that’d just caught his prey. Yurien...Yurien you bastard. Where am I? What is this? What do you want with me? What...do you want with me?

Yurien entered the room and could see that Kaede was awake and holding himself up. He shut the door loudly behind him so Kaede would know he was no longer alone. He felt a tingling thrill shoot through him when Kaede jumped. Yurien felt himself grow excited and smiled wickedly, wondering how far he could take it.



“I’ll bet your shoulders hurt quite a bit,” Yurien began, “I’m sorry about that. But, I’ve told you that you’ve been a naughty dog. I cannot help but think that pain and humiliation would be the best motivators for you to learn how to behave.”



Yurien walked up to Kaede. He’d removed the hanged man’s shirt when he’d been placed in that position. Yurien ran a latex covered hand down Kaede’s back and up his chest as he walked around to his front. He watched Kaede’s involuntary shudder and smirked. Yurien spoke then, “I’ve got plans for you. I’ve watched you for a long time. You don’t know me, nobody does, but I know all about you Kaede Bryan Hyuga. And I intend to put that knowledge to use.”



Yurien turned on the special object in his hand then, and a buzzing sound filled the quiet room. He was holding a vibrating probe with a long thin tip. He ran it down Kaede’s chest until he reached the top of his pants, and slipped it slowly down inside. He knew it had to be touching Kaede’s equipment in several places. He touched Kaede’s chest again and walked around to his back side once more, wrapping his arms around Kaede’s waist and leaning in close to whisper in his ear from behind. “I know how good that feels,” Yurien smiled to himself, “but how does it make you feel to know that I’m watching?”

"Stay the fuck off of me. Do me a favor and go hit yourself in the head a few times, and then get stoned so that you'll wake up tomorrow realizing you’re just a stupid, gay fuck." He was just barely trembling from the chill of the room that was licking his skin and making him feel even weaker than he should be. He knew he was treading on possibly thin ice, but what if he wasn't? What if he was acting exactly the way the male expected? He tilted his head to listen to the male's footsteps as he began to move around him again and his own fists clenched against each other. He wasn't going to let some dumbass band geek get the best of him.



When the vibrating toy touched his skin, he nearly growled in resentment. "Quit touching me with that thing!"

"What an ill-tempered animal you are. And my how you like to bark,” Yurien grabbed Kaede by the chin and spoke harshly, being affected by the words Kaede said to him. “I’m going to have to whip you into submission, I think… Let me guess - you think I’m just another band nerd. I’ll bet you didn’t even remember my name before I wrapped my hands around your throat. But I know everything about you, Kaede. I know about your girlfriends, the girls you made out with in dark corners at the school, the girls you made out with while you had other girlfriends, your interests, your hobbies, and even that one time when you were twelve and you kissed a boy and you never wanted anyone to know about. I, on the other hand, never hid anything from anyone - no one cared to know.”



Yurien pulled out a pair of hand shears and quickly sliced Kaede’s pants and underwear off of him, leaving him hanging and shivering. Yurien swiftly lubricated the end of the probe and then forced it into Kaede’s ass. A stream or curses followed and Yurien smiled while he once more held the man from behind. He could see Kaede’s erection growing despite his protests. He then used his partially lubricated latex gloved hand to begin stroking the impressive organ. When he heard a small involuntary moan escape Kaede’s lips, Yurien slipped two gloved fingers from his free hand into his mouth and forced him to suck on them.

When the vibrator slid into him, a soft cry escaped him and a few curses slipped out as his body tensed against the invasion, the hand that began to touch and stroke his cock making his mind flare up with anger and disgust at both himself and his molester. When the pair of fingers pushed their way into his mouth, he used the opportunity to bite down on him until he heard a sound of pain and the hand quickly retreated. He couldn't help but let out a silent moan from the tightening hand around his swelling length. Fuck...

Yurien felt himself growing harder with each stifled groan from the tied up man. Indeed, this was what he was missing when he began to grow bored with his hobby. He could tell after a few minutes of teasing that Kaede was coming close to his orgasm. That’s when he shut off the vibrator and pulled it out. He stopped touching Kaede and just let him hang there, while Yurien didn’t make a sound. When Kaede finally made a tiny sound of confusion, Yurien walked out of the room noisily, and slammed the door behind once more. He was determined to wear Kaede down slowly, and enjoy himself in the process.



Throwing a robe around his latex covered shoulders, Yurien picked up his car keys and left his apartment. His poor cello had been in the trunk all this time, and he’d forgotten to practice today. It was late already, but he knew he’d feel even better if he played for a bit. He pulled out the instrument and apologized to it aloud in a strange sort of affection and conceit. Taking it back to his apartment and pulling it out shortly after he got inside, Yurien sat down with the large instrument between his legs and got ready to play his favorite song. He hesitated, and he wondered why, feeling a slight tinge of embarrassment when he realized that although his apartment was sound proofed against the outside, the internal walls wouldn’t prevent Kaede from hearing the music. He quelled the butterflies in his belly at thought, and rolled his head around his shoulders to prepare.



He played the haunting and slow, yet difficult tune perfectly. When he reached the end after five minutes, he did what he liked to do most while practicing by blending the end of the tune into the beginning so it would continue. The sound filled the air heavily and weighed on his heart. Yurien nearly started crying by the end of the second play through. His vision swam with the moisture in his eyes, and he brought the song to a graceful close.



Slowly and carefully he moved the expensive, cherry-colored instrument to its stand in the corner. What am I doing? His conscious tried to warn him off before he walked back into the room containing his captive. The continuing erection and sense of overwhelming boredom that filled his life though would not allow him to stop his feet from carrying him back into that special room.

The male came back in and Kaede was once again startled. His erection had been denied its release prior to the male leaving, and now it just hung, throbbing as he heard Yurien walking into the room, with a slow stride coming from behind him. Kaede had fought to make his body obey, to make it so that he wouldn't feel the hint of pleasure at any of the male's actions. It was still a bit repulsive, to think of the man's hands touching his own bare body in such a crude, sexual manner, but some small part of him told him this was different. Shut up Kaede! Just stop thinking, stop thinking about him and start thinking about how to get out of this...



He'd struggled to pull off the blindfold, and tug at his hands, testing the strength of the bond over and over and he'd slowly come to realize there was no hope of escaping this any time soon. He'd have to wait until Yurien released him and fight him off. That was the best case scenario. But for the time being, he'd calmed down on his own with the gentle tune of the cello and was simply standing there, as impatient as he was, forced to wait for Yurien to do as he pleased. I'll get back at you for this...I swear it.



"How long are you going to keep me here? Until you’re satisfied?" He hissed.

“Oh how the blind dog yaps,” Yurien spoke flatly. He walked in another circle around the hanging man and thought about how to tease him this time. His voice lilted strangely as he spoke again, “And I just might keep you well passed that.”



He picked up his probe and a small ring with a vibrator built into it, along with one more implement that he tucked under his arm. He walked back to Kaede quickly, his bare feet slapping against the cold hard floor. He stood silently behind him for a few seconds then, trying to create tension. Finally he switched the probe vibrator on once more. He watched Kaede jerk and shift around and felt his erection throb in response. However, Kaede couldn’t move enough to prevent Yurien from inserting the probe once more. He froze as it penetrated his tight little hole, as though willing it to stop and Yurien nearly moaned himself. When Kaede gave his involuntary grunt as the probe’s tip reached its destination inside him, Yurien stopped and walked around to his front. He dropped to his knees in front of Kaede, while twirling the small ring around his index finger. He took Kaede’s stiffened cock into his hand and felt him try to jerk away. Yurien’s latex gloves, that had been replaced after he’d finished with his cello, created too much friction though - and Kaede pulled on himself painfully because of it. Yurien then placed the ring inside his own mouth as he leaned in close to Kaede.



Holding him in place, Kaede’s cock slid into Yurien’s waiting, wet mouth. He teased the head lightly and slicked the whole surface quickly. He drew his head back towards the tip, letting him nearly fall out of his mouth, but his lips held on. He positioned the stretchy latex ring in his mouth then, and slid it onto Kaede’s cock as he took him all the way into his mouth once more. He felt the large and engorged head slide into his throat with his full length. Kaede moaned loudly despite his own wishes and Yurien moaned back, slightly vibrating the knob in his throat. He’d trained his gag reflex for several years now, against this sort of thing, just for this moment and he flushed with pride and pleasure. Once the ring was in position at the base of the Kaede’s erection, Yurien opened his mouth with a loud smacking sound and pulled away. He then switched on the small vibrator attached to the ring. This produced a new kind of sound from Kaede and Yurien watched happily as his body flushed with pleasure and humiliation at once.



Yurien stood up and then forced a rough kiss on Kaede’s lips, careful to not use his tongue yet while he was in his biting phase. He hoped that Kaede could taste his own flavor despite that. When he took a step back, he pulled out the other tool he’d brought with him. It was a short whip with many strands hanging from it, called a cat-o-nine-tails by some. He waited until he could see Kaede start to give in to the pleasure, and then he struck - just enough force to shock and sting - right across Kaede’s chest. He walked around to his back side and struck again. He wondered how long it would take Kaede to get off with the pain and pleasure being forced on him at the same time.

Involuntarily, the pleasure going through his body made him moan, and he did so a few times, quietly, and shamed at himself for his weakness before he felt the whip strike him once...then again a few seconds later, making him whimper once and so he refused to make any further noises to please the male's amusement. His entire body tensed and his knees wished to give in, but he stayed strong and fought the pleasure of the smooth vibrations on both his cock and inside his ass, until he could no more. Another moan slipped out before he could stop it and his cock swelled until the ring around its base felt tightened.  After another few strikes that caused his body to feel confused as to what he should feel, he felt a climax rising and a shiver run down his spine as he parted his lips and came fiercely.



Another soft whimper and he closed his lips shut, feeling as though he'd somehow lost to this small battle. It made his heart sink and his fists tightened until his knuckles had gone white as he dropped his head forward. I won't beg...I won't give him what he wants. Why should I? He means nothing to me...His skin stung with the reddening marks left by the whip, and he could see them in his mind, the thin lines streaked across his chest and back.

Yurien licked his lips with anticipation when he could see Kaede was near to reaching his orgasm again. He didn’t stop hitting him with the whip, not hard really because he didn’t want to actually damage his skin, while he moved around to the side to watch Kaede’s profile at the height of his pleasure. His body stiffened and his back arched, while his hips thrust forward. A large white stream fired from the tip of Kaede’s gun, arcing through the air before falling gracefully to the floor. Yurien’s eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly with pleasure at the sight. He felt a flush rise to his cheeks while he felt a girlish swoon nearly come over him at the vision of Kaede in so much pleasure.



When the hanging man nearly collapsed with shame in front of him, he felt even more moved with emotion and desire. He stepped forward and pulled off Kaede’s blindfold, so when he adjusted to the bright light, his already down-turned head could see the puddle of his shame on the shiny black tile floor before him. Yurien then stepped in front of Kaede, standing over it with his feet to either side of the mess. Yurien placed his gloved hands on his hips and clucked his tongue aloud.



“Would you look at this mess? The dog has misbehaved once again,” Behind the sound of his voice echoing around in the room was the still continuous buzz of the two vibrators. Kaede glared up at him and Yurien nearly laughed at him. Yurien held his hands out to his sides and half shrugged. “What will I do with such a naughty dog?”



Yurien’s erection stood out prominently from his latex covered waist. The latex pants weren’t too tight, so it tented up around his extremely large member, rather than hug it to him. His skintight gloves ended just shy of his elbows and the shine accented his fingers as they wiggled in the air at that moment. He wore a skin tight latex shirt that buttoned up the front and was collared to look like a normal dress shirt. “Perhaps you should be spanked?” he asked with a grin.

His eyes had flinched when the blindfold was removed, and as the male spoke, his eyes had to adjust to the lighting and soon his squinting stopped and his eyes widened, glaring up at the male in front of him, memorizing every detail of his face so he would never forget what he looked like. Stormy eyes raged with hatred and he suddenly leaned in close, his hands jerking at the bonds over his head and wishing he could hit the dark-haired male until he bled. He hissed, brows furrowed deeply, "You think you can break me?! That you can continue to tease and fuck with me all you want?! I'm not going to be here forever, you'll have to release me at some point! And when you do? I'm going to come after you like a rabid dog and make you wish you'd never even met me!"



It may have been a little more than he intended, but the anger was flooding his veins with heat and he wanted to unleash it...He wanted to make the male pay for what he had done already...so far..

Yurien’s eyes closed and his head tilted sideways while his hands lowered to his sides. He sighed heavily, “No. I’m not trying to break you. I’m enjoying myself, and within a few days you will be too. You won’t want to leave, and like a good dog, you will beg for my kind touch. You will be loyal and you will come when I call. And don’t worry,” he hummed a little tune, sliding his hands down his own chest before they came to rest on his front hips to either side of his large bulge, and thrust his hips once lightly at the end of the tune, “you’ll have your rabies shot before the night is over.”



He laughed and walked off behind Kaede to mess with a few things on the table back there, and to put back his whip. He heard the telltale signs of Kaede turning around to follow him as he moved and he smiled to himself. The floor of black tile was accented by white walls hung with the implements of bondage. Extra hooks and rings were installed all over the room for attaching things or people to them. The twenty foot by twenty foot floor was barren except for more rings, and two pieces of furniture. On the wall that the door sat in the middle of, was a long table with Yurien’s “tools” laid out, and to the other side of the door was a single small bed. It looked like something one would see in a jail cell or a mental hospital. When Yurien had been given the apartment, he’d requested this room be made plain with just the black tile and the plain walls, claiming it was for his practice room and acoustics. In reality though, he preferred the muffled sounds of the living room and the feel of a rug below his feet. This was instead the room he came to when he wanted to cheer himself up and be alone with his toys.



Yurien set down his whip and messed around with a few things. Slowly he turned back to face Kaede with a large bottle of lubricant in one hand, a large flat paddle with holes in it in the other hand, and a grin on his face. Kaede opened his mouth and started to cuss him out. Yurien shot him a warning glance which cut him off immediately, “I’m not going to have to muzzle you am I? No? Good boy.” Yurien closed the distance with Kaede and then made him turn away from the door once more. “And how many licks will it take for you to learn your lesson, hmm? Simply say you’re sorry for your mess and all will be forgiven.” Yurien swung the paddle back and then cracked Kaede across both ass cheeks with it. It made a god-awful sound, but barely hurt. The point was to build up to a painful sting over time. Plus, it would make being fucked by Yurien more painful later, if he waited too long to give in.

Before the night is over? Oh dear God, he didn't mean-? He wanted to speak out again, but instead as he turned to glance back at what Yurien was busying himself with, he began to quickly scan his eyes over the room and its various 'decorations'. It was a plain room, and his brows began to furrow as he focused on the tools and bondage accessories hanging from the several places on the wall, and the hooks and rings that looked like they were meant for tying something or someone in place. His body shuddered, and he laid his wide, attentive eyes on Yurien's back, then skimmed down to his hands, seeing him reach for a small bottle in one hand and what looked like a paddle in the other.



"What the fuck is that for?! Going to start beating me now? You son of a bitch, I swear-!" But his rising temper was cut short when he caught a strictly dangerous glare locking on his own eyes, and he shut his mouth instantly, turning when he was ordered to and growling softly in complaint before he felt a very light smack on his ass. It wasn't as surprising as the whip had been earlier, because this time he'd seen it coming...but he knew that if it kept going, it would start to sting, and the sting would start to hurt more if the male intended on continuing his charade on smacking him. "Why would I do that?" He asked softly after he received a simple request. He wouldn't let his pride go that easily.

All that Kaede received was another slap in response, and the continuing sounds of the vibrators still working on him. When he still didn’t respond in the desired fashion, Yurien smacked him again. The slapping sound of the paddle continue to punctuate the silence, every two seconds, while Yurien watched an involuntary erection begin again on his captive thanks to the vibrating ring.



“Not only will all be forgiven when you speak that one word,” Yurien paused spanking for a moment to move around and face Kaede, then jerked his head towards the corner with the bed, “you’ll also receive your reward for being good. Instead of hanging here all night, you’ll get to sleep in the bed… after we’re done playing that is. Dogs need a good workout before bed after all, so they won‘t have the energy for mischief you see.” Yurien did laugh that time when Kaede’s eyes widened with realization of what he meant.



Yurien walked around to the back and reached back with the paddle once more. He hesitated for just a moment to see if Kaede would speak. If he didn’t, Yurien was prepared to keep swinging until he did.

"Maybe if you quit calling me a dog." And he received another set, making him finally wince from the stinging on his ass. His breathing had quickened already, but he tried to keep himself as unresponsive as possible. "You can do it all you want...I'm not going to say it...cause' you’re a perverted bastard." And a soft grunt of pain sounded afterwards as he was smacked a bit harder again.

Yurien laughed at Kaede and kept smacking while he talked. “I’m not the one disagreeing with what I am… ‘cept maybe the bastard part. I may not live with my parents, but I know who they are. Dogs on the other hand, well they rarely know. All they do is go from bitch to bitch, whoever is in heat. Not only that, but you and I both know that your cooperation is totally lacking dependence upon what I choose to call you. If I said your name, even if I said it in a way that was sexier than any woman had ever said it to you, and Kaede, one day I will… you still wouldn’t respond any quicker. Not today anyway… give it a few days, then you‘ll do anything for me to just say your name. But if you want, if you’re a good dog, that could be your reward for good behavior during breakfast tomorrow morning.”



Yurien continued to spank Kaede with ultimate patience. He was really enjoying himself and he couldn’t wait until he’d built things up sufficiently for his sexual release. He wondered how many days it would take to get Kaede eager to suck his cock. No matter, he’d wait as long as it took.

His pride and strength of will kept him enduring a few more hits, until he began to hiss at each strike, and even then, he focused all his concentration and energy on trying to keep himself strong enough to continue to refuse Yurien. His ass burned now with its fiery sting and after a few more minutes, he spoke again, though this time...he hesitated. "Stop! Just...please stop..." A sharp exhaled was followed by a quick inhale as the male's body shuddered and he closed his eyes shut, a faint blush coming to his cheeks as the blood in his veins grew hot with anxiety. "I'm...I'm sorry. There." Kaede flinched the second Yurien moved again.

Yurien walked around till Kaede could see his face and gave him a genuine smile. “Thank you,” he said in an almost too cheery voice. He pulled a pair of metal cuffs out of his pocket and attached them to Kaede’s wrists before untying the rope holding him in place. Yurien helped him to walk the short distance to the bed, attached the cuffs to a chain on the wall that was just long enough to allow him to stand up beside the bed. He helped Kaede to lie on his side on the bed, with his feet still hanging off, and then went back to the table to fetch something.



A minute later Yurien returned with a different bottle other than the lubricant. It held a green tinted gel within and he warned Kaede it would be cold, before he slathered it over his hands. After a second, he began to spread it gently over Kaede’s ass, going just beyond the reddened flesh all around. He tried not to push too hard on the tender skin, and then he pulled a blanket over the naked man so he could warm up. Without saying a word, he got up off the edge of the bed and went out through the door. He returned a minute later with a plate filled with energy restoring foods. Yurien set it down next to Kaede and then spoke softly, “Sleep well,” then he shut off the main light before walking out. A small lamp on the table on the other side of the door lit the closest side of the room very dimly.

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He'd been lying in bed for about two hours, refusing to touch the food, or even go to sleep and get some proper rest for what little was left of the night. When he finally couldn't deny his growling stomach any longer, he took a few bites out of the food, to satisfy it for the time being, and sat up in bed with anger crawling through his veins as he thought of everything that he'd just gone through. His ass was still somewhat stinging, but he didn't care. His thoughts were causing him to ignore every little ache as he glared at the darkness, then at last he took the thin ceramic plate and threw it against the floor, hearing it shatter and feeling as though a part of his anger had been quenched.



He stood up and took a deep breath into his lungs before he began to yell as loudly as he could, throwing out a few curses at Yurien and then trying his best to see if anyone other than them could hear him, in case the people in the next apartment could, they could come for help. He continued to make noise until his throat hurt and by then, he didn't doubt, he'd woken up Yurien, and the male would be on his way over to his room...

Yurien was awoken by the sound of the shattering plate. He hadn’t been sleeping very heavily though, sitting in a wingback chair just around the corner from the room. He leaned forward and sighed heavily. He’d expected something like this would happen and cursed himself for not using a paper plate instead. He stood up and went to the bathroom, letting Kaede shout himself out for a while. Yurien figured that Kaede didn’t realize the walls and floors were all sound-proofed heavily. When he passed through the kitchen again on his way to the room containing Kaede, he grabbed a dust pan and broom.



He stood outside the door for another minute until it seemed like Kaede was losing a bit of energy, then quietly opened the door. He looked at him pitifully as he entered as though put out by the inconvenience of having to clean after him. He started to move close enough to pick up larger pieces of the plate, when Kaede took a swing at him. After missing, Kaede started kicking out at him as well, since Kaede was out of arm range. Yurien stood, letting him try for a second, until he quickly slipped inside Kaede’s defenses and shoved him back onto the bed with a single hand in the middle of the chained man’s chest. “Stay,” he said it flatly and loudly, accepting no argument.



He bent down and began to clean the mess while talking partially to himself. “I should have expected such rebellion. Waste of good food though… would you try to drown yourself if I brought you a bowl of water too?” He sighed and took his glasses off as he finished. He turned to look at the man who’d nearly been shoved into the corner. “I suppose I’ll just have to stay in here with you all night, hmm?” He stood up and his bare chest lightly shone in the dim light. He wore only a loose and soft pair of pajama bottoms, and his bare feet stuck out the bottom. “And the whole apartment is soundproofed because of my music, so shouting will only get my attention and no one else’s. However, there’s only so much I can take before I’ll be forced to teach you another lesson.” He walked out the open door with the full dustpan. He intended to bring his chair and his cello into the room for the night.

He stood back up after the male had left the room temporarily and stared through the open door as he made a sharp sound by swinging his hands down with force, making the chain stiffen as his eyes glared back at Yurien. "Try me!" He challenged, wanting another chance to get a hit on the male. If his wrists hadn't been cuffed, he would have been able to strike him back better, but Kaede was at a disadvantage. Or so he believed. He slammed one of his fists on the wall just above the bed and leaned his side against it, slumping as he realized he couldn't affect him. The guy was just as calm and collected as he had been when he'd left earlier that night.



While he waited a few minutes for Yurien to either come back or just close the door and leave again, Kaede sat back down at the head of the bed and leaned forward, placing his face in his hands as he began to feel his exhaustion taking over and the anger dissipating. Now all that was left was the lack of motivation to do anything other than just sit there...and he couldn't even take that anymore.

Yurien walked back into the room carrying the same wingback chair he’d dozed off in earlier. He set it down about five feet from the bed, just a little over enough outside of Kaede’s range. He didn’t want his cello to get damaged by him either, so he made sure that it would be far enough before he went to retrieve the instrument and it’s stand. He came back shortly and set the stand behind the chair. He sat in the chair and held the cello across his lap for a bit while he stared over at Kaede. Without saying a word, Yurien position himself and his instrument quickly. He began to play a low and gentle tune that was an old Celtic lullaby. It wasn’t the traditional instrument for this piece, but it was one of Yurien’s favorites to play and hear.



His head bowed and his eyes closed, and Yurien was swept away with the sound. It sounded even more haunting when played in this large room. When he reached the end of the tune, he moved effortlessly into another song by a popular composer that was still down tempo and soothing. He continued to play without pause or a single sideways glance for twenty minutes. When he’d finished he stopped, sighed and leaned back in the chair, the instrument still between his legs. He finally looked directly to Kaede and stared with many emotions warring within his eyes.



Yurien broke the ringing silence by talking, slowly and quietly at first, “This wasn’t my plan. I had no plan really. I’d resigned myself to simply watching you from afar, and figured I’d graduate, go away, and never see you again,” Yurien stood up and placed the cello in its stand and then walked over to the bedside. He made himself vulnerable as he turned his back mostly to Kaede while he gently sat on the edge of the bed. He sat as far away as he could be, so as not to make Kaede feel threatened right then. “That was, until that day you bumped into me in the hallway. I couldn’t sit by and do nothing anymore… what I am doing though, I’m still not sure. But I know, one day you won’t hate me for it anymore.”

He furrowed his brows and lifted his head from his hands, glancing over at Yurien's profile view and saying quietly, "Are you fucking out of your mind?" He then averted his gaze to the wall across from him as he continued, "I don't, I don't exactly know how to put this in words but...I'm not just something you choose to have and keep to yourself...I'm a human being. I had a life! I still do...and this? I don't even know what this is...a cage? A prison? All this, is incredibly immoral. Inhumane. If you want something you don't just take it...you ask for it. So I'm sorry. But you'd have to do something incredible for me to stop hating you...Tcha. And that's not gonna happen." He sat up straight then, with both hands on his lap and then clenched his fists again.



Brows were furrowed, stormy eyes looking a bit grayer in the room lighting as he stared hard at the opposite wall. "Why me?" He suddenly asked, his voice sounding a bit hoarse from his previous yelling.

Yurien took his glasses off and looked over at Kaede. When they were this close, he had little trouble viewing him. His violet eyes caught the light and nearly glowed. He sighed and looked a little crestfallen. “I don’t know. Maybe it was love at first sight, ridiculous as it sounds, or maybe it was that I thought I saw something different in you from all the others. I don’t know. Maybe you were the only one who said ‘hi’ to me on my first day when I transferred in - I don’t even remember when it started,” he lied. He got up and set his glasses on his chair before returning, only sitting a little closer this time.



“Immoral?” Yurien sighed heavily, “Perhaps. But then morality is in the eye of the beholder. Some would say it’s immoral to sleep with a different girl each week, or to pollute your body with drugs and alcohol. God even, supposedly, says that it’s immoral for one man to love another.” Yurien turned and leaned in closer to Kaede while he kept speaking, “I’m being selfish; I’m pleasing myself before others in this life, and I’m okay with that. I can even deal with your hate too, but hope to gain your desire - and that’s enough,” Yurien was suddenly an inch from Kaede’s face before he knew it. Taking Kaede’s chin in his hand, Yurien kissed him with passion, forcing all of his sexual desire to be conveyed through those few seconds.

He let the male please himself simply by kissing him until he felt like he'd had enough. Then he pulled away and strongly debated on breaking this peaceful moment between them by socking him on the side of the head. But he lacked the energy, and so he just turned away and refused to meet the male's gaze. "How can I ever desire you? I don't like men in the first place. This is all already repulsive enough." His eyes studied the bed frame for a little while as he waited on a response from Yurien sitting so close beside him.

“Hmm, it’s too bad that you had to be so stubborn, or perhaps you could have felt more pleasure tonight,” Yurien ran a finger lightly over the sensitive surface of Kaede’s butt. “Perhaps… can you sit up without it hurting too much?” He could tell that Kaede didn’t want to answer him, but Yurien took his wrist in a powerful but not painful grip and guided him to move until he sat on the edge of the bed. Yurien moved to kneel in front of him, aware that even if he was still vulnerable, Kaede didn’t have enough slack on the chain to be able to use his hands against him.



Yurien reached between Kaede’s bare legs and took his flaccid cock into his hand. He admired its smooth and beautiful appearance and began trying to tease it into hardness. He felt Kaede recoil slightly and saw him make a face. Yurien leaned in closer and then said in a low and husky voice, “Close your eyes. Your body will learn to desire me when it knows that I can please you the most.” He then took Kaede’s still slightly soft shaft into his mouth and tried to bring him to a full erection.

"No...no no no...Don’t...I can't...” He began and then felt his cock swelling inside the heat of the male's mouth. He wanted to hit him again, but he couldn't. He lifted one knee up to attempt to gently push him off but Yurien pushed his knee down firmly and gave him a harder suck before returning to his pleasurable administrations. He kept a moan from escaping, and leaned his head back so as not to stare down at a man sucking his own dick, then he let his hands begin to grip fistfuls of the male's hair as he began to feel the sensation crawling up his body, filling him with a sense of need that he unwillingly moaned for. "Stop...You can't do this to me...Yurien...”

Yurien felt his own desire well up when he heard his name called. He put his hands on Kaede’s thighs and began to take him deeper into his throat, the long shaft easily reaching that far. He was careful to not rock Kaede’s body too much, so there wouldn’t be too much friction on his sensitive skin. He moaned again when he thought about hearing his name pass through Kaede’s lips and couldn’t take it anymore. He reached down between his own legs and pushed his loose waistband down until his own large member was free standing in the warming air. He wrapped his right arm around Kaede’s lower back, careful not to touch his sore skin lower, and concentrated on taking him into his mouth as deep as he would go with each movement of his head.



Yurien reached down once more when he was in position and used his skilled left hand to begin pleasing himself. His experience with both of his instruments was obvious in how efficiently his hands teased and tugged at his turgid member. He moaned heavily against the flesh that filled his mouth and throat and hoped that Kaede was as close as his already was.

His breathing had quickened, and he shut his eyes as he felt the climax streaking down to his hard cock, "Oh shit! Ngnn..!" He came for the second time that night and tugged hard on the male's hair in his hands as his body shuddered and he heard the other male get his release and moan just as lustfully, making his own body rush with a tingling sensation from the vibrations on his shaft and making him moan once again, softly though, once again feeling shamed for knowing that a male had made him come. "Ughh, Damn you…Yurien...”

Yurien felt the hot fluid fill his throat and swallowed heavily. He was so pleased with the sensation that he came as well, firing his load at the floor beneath the bed and moaning heavily against Kaede’s still shuddering cock. He felt a flush of pure pleasure pass through his body when Kaede said his name once more. They had both found their release, and although Kaede wasn’t happy with a guy sucking him off, he couldn’t deny that it felt good. He slowly released Kaede’s penis from his mouth and sat back on the ground before him with his cock that was extremely large even when soft and still hanging out of his pants.



He closed his eyes and threw an arm over his one upraised leg. He had still been touching himself, but that had been the best orgasm he’d ever had. He couldn’t wait until he was actually inside of Kaede. He would have been able to will himself hard again at that moment if he knew he was about to. He didn’t want to push it too much tonight though, since he’d spanked him so hard, and he actually felt a thread of progress beginning. He smiled to himself then laid back, feeling the cool tile over his bare back.

"I have to pee." Kaede said after about ten minutes had passed and he turned onto his side after having laid back down as well, facing the dark-haired male on the floor and giving him a raised brow. "Are you gonna let me?" He asked and sat up fully then, averting his gaze to the black tiles on the floor and just barely being able to see his own silhouette.

Yurien burst out laughing and sat up. “Sorry… ha… yeah, I suppose I’d seem even worse if I made you pee in a bucket or something after that!” Yurien stood up and adjusted his waist band. He walked over to the bed and reached up towards the hook on the wall. “You’ll have to promise me good behavior of course - or next time it just might be a bucket, okay?” At the slightly angry nod from Kaede, Yurien disconnected the chain from the wall. Before Kaede could move, he wrapped the chain twice more around Kaede’s wrists, and then ran a long line back towards his chest. He gave it enough length that he should be able to relieve himself with his own hands. He then wrapped it around his chest in a way that confusing to Kaede, but that held it securely attached to itself above Kaede’s elbows. Yurien then grabbed firm hold of the straight run down to his wrists and helped him to stand and led him to the bathroom.



Yurien let Kaede go into the bathroom alone, but stood outside with the door open. His mind drifted off for a minute until he realized that the steady stream falling into the water had stopped. Yurien offered some hand sanitizer to Kaede in place of washing his hands. When he was done and stared at Yurien with a “what now?” look, Yurien motioned him to follow and walked with him to his own bedroom. He held out a hand for him to stop in the doorway and then called back while he walked to the closet. “”Want some pajamas so you’re not as cold? They’ll be a little baggy on you of course, but that might be for the best since it might still hurt.” He began to rummage through a built in drawer distractedly, yet always with a mind to his captive.

His storm-blue eyes settled on the male's back as he took a few steps forward and leaned against the doorframe, feeling slightly embarrassed with both the way he was being restrained and the fact that he hadn't been able to wear anything since he'd gotten there. A slight flush came to his cheeks and he averted his gaze to scan over the rest of the room. It was definitely much more organized and clean than his own room was, the way the plain bed and its sheets had been made to look like new and the simplicity of the furniture and the minimalistic decorations just made Kaede further question who this guy really was. His brows furrowed and he realized that this was the only other room in the apartment.



"You live here by yourself?" Was the first question that came to mind as he tried to bite down his curiosity and keep it to a casual conversation. He'd didn't care to know much about Yurien's personal life, but it was rather strange to see a high school Senior owning his own apartment already. Those greyish eyes landed back on Yurien and he felt like he'd just entered an unsafe path in a deep forest...

Yurien stopped what he was doing for a second and looked down at the clothing he held in his hands. His black hair fell forward to cover his face. He spoke quietly, “It was best for everyone,” and he left it at that. His mood shifted and he looked back at Kaede with a smile. ”Alright. Let’s go back to your room, and then I’ll let you put these on.” He approached Kaede, gently took hold of his bonds and then led him back into the large room only a short distance away.



Once inside, Yurien locked the door behind him and then released Kaede from the chain. After he hooked it back onto the wall he released one cuff so Kaede could put the shirt on. He then traded which arm was attached to the wall, allowing him to finish with the shirt prior to cuffing both once more. He then bent over to hold out the pants, letting Kaede step into them. He gently pulled them all the way up to Kaede’s waist. Yurien then stepped back and sat down in his chair, “If it hurts too much later, you should be able to take those pants off on your own. I can even apply more balm if you need. Now then, let’s get some rest,” he yawned, “tomorrow’s going to be a long day.”

A heavy sigh followed the male's comment and Kaede laid himself back into bed, wincing as he shifted a bit on his back, and then lifted both hands, now loosened up once more, over his forehead to let his fingers dig into his hair as he stared up at the dark ceiling and wondered what he should even be thinking in a situation like this. He was tired, that much was true and he couldn't keep denying his rest just because he felt like he should be a nuisance to his captor. He wished he could've left Audrey a message on time...not that that would have been easy, but he could've had the phone on him at the time...he could've dialed...Audrey would have known something was wrong if he didn't answer his calls.



Someone would know he'd be gone by the end of tomorrow. He thought to himself. Someone would go looking for him, all he had to do was just do his best to endure this and find the man's weakness within the next 24 hours...hoping he'd get an opportunity to strike. He'll let down his guard, he has to...At some point...he has to, I know it.



Kaede closed his eyes and sighed once more, feeling a tension still lingering in his chest and weighing him down in the bed as he attempted to pass out quickly. But his mind kept dwelling on thoughts of his current predicament. Finally, his mind gave in and he turned his head to the side, lips parted just barely as his breathing became steady, and his dreams mercifully gave him a chance to escape his harsh reality.