The Skinning

As I followed Isshin over to a sling that was set up in the center of the room, I let my eyes drift over Isshin’s captive audience. I didn’t recognize many men’s faces (and I only recognized one of the women), but the ones that I did recognize made me squirm and blush because of the memories attached to those faces (memories of being spread by fingers and toys and tongues, of being fucked by all manner of incongruous household objects including brooms and cans of hair spray, and of course... memories of the hundreds of blowjobs that I had given to those men over the years).

The first client that I had ever serviced in my career, a man that I knew only by the alias Ai-san, was kneeling at a table and staring at me with a familiar hunger that made my cock twitch. His dark eyes were focused on my naked body and as I watched, his tongue slid out to wet his lips.

Ai-san had gifted me with my first orgasm at the age of twelve (although he didn’t know how old I was at the time). He might not have been the reason that I whored myself out, but it was the memory of my pleasurable experience with him that made me continue.

A helpless little moan slid out before I realized it. “Ai-san,” I moaned, the loud sound rising up high enough for Isshin to hear me. He glanced back at me and gave me a quick grin that bared his teeth, before he pulled me into a rough kiss that made me whimper and rub myself against his muscular body.

“I know all about you and Aizen,” he whispered against my lips, “Why do you think I invited him? I wanted him to see how he wasted the time he had with you, choosing to fuck your mouth over your ass, what a fool...”

I wanted to blush. I felt my cheeks actually heat up but I willed them to cool down. But Isshin saw the faint tinges of blood in my cheeks and he kissed me again.

“You’re such a sweet boy,” Isshin murmured, pulling away from my lips and giving my ass an almost affectionate squeeze. “I’m going to enjoy watching you bleed for me...”

He lifted me up into his strong arms and helped me into the sling, spreading my legs wide and locking my wrist and ankles to the sling’s chains with padded restraints after pushing my back down into the sling’s canvas.

Isshin turned to his audience and gestured to my prone form. “Isn’t he simply the most beautiful boy that you’ve ever seen?” he brayed proudly, inviting his guests to devour me with their hungry eyes. “Those of you that have sampled his body know how tight he is and how fast he heals. It will be so fun to try and break him don’t you think?”

The crowd murmured its assent and Isshin quickly returned the full focus of his attention to me. He was all set to push his cock inside of me when I stopped him with a short cry.

“Please remember the condom Isshin-sama,” I begged softly, “You promised that you’d use one the first time!” Isshin’s lip curled in a snarl but he motioned for Masa, his assistant, to hand him a condom. Even though he was upset at my request, he slid the condom over his straining flesh with nary a complaint.

“You’d better be worth this,” he snarled down at me. I smiled coyly at him and licked my lips, knowing from experience what made men lose control.

He pressed the head of his fat cock into my asshole, pushing in with a relentless and hungry shove of his hips and forcing me to open up for him. I whined and tried to relax for Isshin’s cock as the muscles in my back and thighs burned.

Once Isshin was fully inside of me, he nipped at the tip of my nose. “Such a tight little whore,” he murmured as he pulled out of me just enough to make me beg him to fuck me before shoving his cock back inside of me. “I wouldn’t expect your ass to be so tight after taking the amount of dicks that you have.”

All I could do was moan and clench my fists against the cuffs as Isshin’s cock rubbed over my prostate. “Isshin-sama,” I gasped out, “Fuck me harder. Don’t you want to hurt me?”

Isshin smirked and wrapped his hand around the head of my cock. “So you want it to hurt eh?”

I nodded.

The fingers that were closed around my cockhead tightened to an almost unbearable degree and I cried out as white lights flashed before my eyes and my eyes rolled back into my head.

Just when I thought that I was about to climax, Isshin slapped me with the hand that had been wrapped around my cock.

“You’re a bad, bad boy,” he cooed wickedly, smiling at what must have been a confused look on my face, “I didn’t give you permission to come yet.” My cheeks heated up and I knew that I was blushing. I might have been a prized whore to many men, but it was common knowledge in the underworld that I had no stamina whatsoever.

“Please don’t be mad at me,” I begged softly, squirming as Isshin continued to fuck me even as he stared down at me with an undecipherable look in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, but you make me feel so good ...”

“I’m glad you think so slut,” he purred, “but that’s not a good enough excuse.” Isshin’s smile widened and he slapped my thigh hard enough to bruise my pale skin almost instantly.

I moaned again as the sharp hit jolted my hips and made me rock down further onto Isshin’s meaty cock, pressing the hot column of flesh even harder against my prostate.

“Oh please Isshin-sama,” I growled out as I strained to escape the tight grip that Isshin held my hips in, “Fuck me like you mean it! Aren’t you supposed to be breaking me?”

Isshin smirked down at me and then plunged inside of me with so much force that I screamed and clawed at the restraints. Everything hurt, all of my muscles were taut with tension and my ass throbbed as Isshin’s brutal penetration tore my muscles just enough to make the condom turn pink with my blood.

But my cock throbbed against my stomach, still as hard as ever despite the pain that I was in.

“Do you want to cum?” Isshin growled, pinching the tip of my cock harder than he had before and smiling when I sobbed his name “Do you want me to let you cum?”

I nodded frantically as I felt my balls drawing up closer to my body. “I’ll do anything you want!”

Isshin stilled the rough moments of his hips with obvious effort and turned so that he could address his guests, speaking to the aroused members of the crowd in a low tone.

“Should I let him cum?”

The audience’s answer was a resounding ‘Yes!’ and I managed a weak smile for them before Isshin’s hand closed around my cock, squeezing my flesh tighter and tighter until a wailing cry slipped through my lips and I climaxed hard enough to cause myself to pass out.