Dark Diary

Chapter 9; Human Dolls

“Stockholm syndrome.” I declared as I sipped on my juice box, addressing Thorne as we sat together in the kitchen, “That’s what I’m hoping to instill in Nico. I think its working, he wasn’t just compliant, it was more than that, I think.”

“What are you going on about?” Thorne mumbled distractedly, a little too enthralled with the kitchen knives to his right, “What kind of syndrome is it?”

“Stockholm is when the captive develops feelings for his or her kidnapper.” I explained as I got up to throw away the now empty juice box, “In extreme cases they have no desire to leave.”

“Oh, now I see!” Thorne grinned and got up with me as I tossed the box into the garbage under the sink, “You want him to stay here willingly…That’ll certainly mess him up good and proper.”

“I certainly hope so.” I replied innocently.

“And what are you going to do tonight?” he asked me with a smirk, already aware of the answer I’d give him.

“Let’s just say I’m going to play with Nico a bit in the guest bedroom while you get ready to have a little fun of your own in my room.” I smiled knowingly.

“Does this mean I get to play with the other one?” he asked eagerly, “How far can I go?”

“That all depends on Nico…” I muttered, glancing aside with a grin.

Thorne was interested now. He left the knives alone and came over to the table, sitting down and leaning his elbows against the table.

“Tell me.” He said.

And so I told him.

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The next day, Thorne was busy setting up my black bedroom as I lay an unconscious Nico on the bed down the hall, cuffing him to the headboard even though I knew it wasn’t necessary. I had a feeling Nico was starting to enjoy being dominated…

Wearing only a pair of jeans and nothing else, I snapped my fingers as I tugged a bowl of hot water to the bedside where I sat with my bare toes. I was pouring lube into my hand when I felt myself being watched, so I peered over to my captive as he tested his restraints.

“What are you going to do?” he asked, much calmer than he’d been the previous time he’d woken up in this situation.

“We’re going to have some fun.” I declared pleasantly, “Do you have any toys at home Nico? You know the kind I mean.”

Nico blushed and shook his head, curling his toes in apprehension.

“Well you’re going to like this one.” I assured him as I put down the bottle of lube and used that free hand to fish out the toy that I’d left in the water. As I covered it in lube I held it up for Nico to see.

“This dildo’s completely made of glass,” I explained as I stroked it up and down, “Seven inches long and two inches wide, and it has bumps to make it feel ever better. Pretty big, isn’t it?” I stopped lubing up the dildo and started rubbing my slick fingers at Nico’s entrance, probing slowly and lubricating his insides, “You wanna know what’s so special about glass toys?” I asked as he whimpered when I added a third finger inside him, “It’s because you can warm them up or make them cold, and they’ll stay that way for a while…Do you want to feel how warm it is Nico?”

Nico didn’t reply, he just gasped and whimpered even more as I pulled my fingers out. I aimed the toy over his puckered entrance and thrust the entire thing inside of him at once, not even letting him get used to the feel of it first. He cried out in shock, arching his back at the sensation.

“I use this kind all the time, feels strange doesn’t it?” I cooed as I pulled it out almost all the way and shoved it back it, making Nico tense and gasp again, “So warm and hard and slick…you want to feel more?”

The redhead clutched the sheets with his bound hands and started moaning when I began thrusting the dildo in and out at a calculated pace, crying out whenever I hit that sweet spot inside of him. I was a little surprised when I heard quiet words escaping from his lips.

“F-faster, faster…” he breathed helplessly.

“Faster you say?” I asked, not even touching his weeping cock, “You want me to ram it into you faster, is that what you want Nico?” I asked again, watching his face blush even more.

“Y-Yes, yes…faster…harder…p-please…” he gasped, arching his hips.

I smiled and humored him, thrusting the glass toy in and out quickly and harshly. He moaned even louder and arched off the bed with a sudden spurt of ecstasy, coming all over the sheets and collapsing back into the bed, spent and gasping. I watched him eagerly, ignoring the hardness pressing against my own pants. I could deal with that later…

“It’s not over yet.” I told him as I pulled the glass dildo out and placed it back into the water, “We still have a game to play.”

As I spoke I unlocked his handcuffs, helping him sit up. He leaned his nude form against me, still reveling in the feeling of release. I allowed him to for a minute or so, then I urged him to stand and follow me. I brought him to the washroom and handed him a towel.

“Take a shower, and then put these on,” I handed him a pair of buckled leather pants, “After that come to my room.”

I said nothing else, leaving him be and opening the door to my bedroom. I smiled as I saw Andi, hands bound above his head in leather straps, standing against the wall, eyes open but merely staring off into space. He’d been stripped down to his boxers and was wearing foam earplugs in his ears, and Thorne was tying a blindfold over his eyes as I walked over and sat on my bed. The room was dark, the only source of light being the dozens and dozens of flickering candles on various surfaces throughout my bedroom.

“You sure he won’t hear anything?” I asked as Thorne stepped away and admired his work.

“Don’t worry.” He replied, “They’re not ordinary earplugs.”

I nodded, satisfied. Thorne fiddled with a large black rubber ring for a moment before shoving his hand down the unconscious boy’s pants and presumably sliding the ring up his cock up to the base. That’s what cock rings were for, after all.

“Is that one special too?” I asked in amusement.

“Oh yes.” Thorne assured me pleasantly, “It was reliable on its own, but I added a few failsafe charms to it. He won’t be able to cum at all as long as that’s on him.”

“Delightful.” I replied with a sly grin as Thorne pulled the boxers back up and took a few steps to the left, digging through my toy box.

“No, I disagree.” Thorne insisted, “*Delightful* is what your collection here is. What a lovely collection of toys!”

He pulled out a few more things and pocketed them in his cloak, clearly wanting to put on a good show and trying not to let me see what he was up to beforehand. I glanced down at my watch.

“Nico should be coming in any moment.” I informed him.

“I’ll be sure to give him a good view.” Thorne replied, licking his lips.

Just then, as if on cue, Nico tapped at my door.

“Come on in Nico.” I cooed as he opened the door wearing the leather pants I’d given him, “Why don’t you come and stand beside me, we’ve got such a nice treat here today…”

Nico walked in cautiously, sensing my devilish intentions and keeping his head downcast and he came to my side. Of course he noticed another person against the wall, and when he looked over he gasped and covered his mouth with his hands for a few seconds.

“Andi!” he choked out, his shoulders shaking. I thought he might burst into tears.

Instead his gaze shot back to me, looking pained and horrified and utterly betrayed.

“But you said…” he whispered through his terror, “You said…”

“I said,” I reiterated, “That as long as you didn’t run away, Andi would be safe. But you ran away, didn’t you Nico?”

Nico’s large grey eyes became impossibly wider as he realized that he was the one who’d brought this on. Or so he assumed. Little did he know I was just having a good time making him cry and hate himself.

“I…” he started.

“You betrayed me, and you knew the consequences, didn’t you?” I asked patiently, like a parent disciplining a child, “I let you back in, but that doesn’t mean you got off scot-free. You need to understand that there are dire consequences, Nico, when you don’t do as I request.”

Nico hung his head, glancing over to Andi’s unconscious and bound form.

“Now, you’re going to watch this with me, won’t you Nico?” I said kindly, gently taking his arm and beckoning him to my side, “He won’t be able to hear us or see us, don’t worry.”

I gave Thorne a nod of consent and the demon smiled darkly, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

Andi shifted and groaned as he woke up, pulling at his bound arms. It didn’t take him long to realize that they were tied up. He tugged harder, but the leather manacles held firm. I heard him swear under his breath as he froze completely, becoming painfully aware of his situation and trying not to panic. The fact that he couldn’t see must have been especially nerve-wracking. I smiled and glanced at Nico, who was standing beside me and looking torn between obeying my orders and rushing to free his friend. His loyalty to me seemed to win out though, since he remained rooted to the spot. He knew very well that things would only get worse if he did anything against my will.

Andi’s breathing was steady and controlled as he tried to formulate a plan in his mind, or figure out how he’d gotten there in the first place. I really didn’t know what he was thinking, but Thorne knew what I was thinking, and he walked in front of Andi and splayed his fingers over his tanned stomach.

Predictably, unable to hear Thorne’s footsteps as he’d gone over to him, Andi yelped and jumped as he felt a foreign hand on his body.

“Hey, who are you--?” He yelled out, but his voice faltered, “Who…!”

He’d just realized that he couldn’t hear his own voice. His breath hitched a bit as he felt Thorne’s hands slide up to his well-toned chest, teasing his tensing muscles.

“Don’t!” Andi shouted, trying to back away further into the wall, “Don’t touch me!”

His resolve was wavering, his sudden bout of deafness scaring him senseless. I could see him clenching his teeth and balling his fists in an attempt not to completely panic. He nearly whimpered pitiably when Thorne began suckling on his nipples, giving both of them equal attention from his mouth and fingers before licking up his collar.

“Quit it! Shit! You perverted…!” Again Andi cut himself off, but this time it was because he felt Thorne’s fingers poking through his boxers into his rear. At this point Andi seemed to lose it, his fear of rape overwhelming him.

“Oh God…Oh FUCK no!” Andi struggled uselessly against his bonds, squirming and trying to get out of Thorne’s grasp, kicking out blindly.

Thorne chuckled and stood up pulling something out of his pocket. One of my toys, no doubt. I smiled with approval as I watched.

“Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking—Mmphh—!” Andi’s mouth was suddenly silenced as Thorne strapped a gag ball around his head, shoving the plastic ball in his mouth and making him incapable of anything more than muffled cries of outrage.

“Much better...” Thorne declared as he pulled yet another toy out of his pocket along with a miniature bottle of lube. I recognized this one at once.

“I think a bullet vibrator might make you a little more cooperative, my feisty friend...” Thorne purred smoothly even though Andi couldn’t hear a word of it.

The demon lubed his fingers and pulled down the back of Andi’s boxers, leaving the brunette almost whimpering in horror. He slid his finger around Andi’s puckered entrance, reveling in the boy’s body shaking in fear. Slowly, he slid a finger inside. Andi tried to buck away, but Thorne used his other hand to press down on his abdomen and keep him trapped in place.

Thorne did as I had instructed him, treating Andi gently and stretching him properly instead of causing him pain. I wanted Andi to start questioning himself…he was straight for now, but I intended to change that…

After a few minutes of Andi’s pitiful growls of resentment, Thorne took the bullet vibrator, a rounded metallic cylinder about two inches long and an inch wide with a cord attached to it connected to a remote, lubed it with the stuff still on his fingers and pressed it into Andi’s rear, causing the boy to jump and literally whimper. The demon shoved it in until he heard a surprised sound from the youth he was molesting, signaling that he’d brushed up against Andi’s prostate.

He left the bullet inside and pulled his fingers out of Andi, crouching beside the boy and turning it on to the first setting. Andi whimpered loudly this time, his face flushing and his body tensing in surprise as pleasure started to rush through his body. Thorne clipped the remote to the hem of Andi’s pants and patiently turned the dial, increasing the vibrations against Andi’s sweet spot every few seconds. The brunette was trembling now, and his hard on was pressing hard against the front of his boxers.

I glanced over at Nico, and I was happy to find that he was flushed too, unable to NOT be turned on by the sight before him. He was clearly still concerned about Andi’s welfare, but he was biting his lip unconsciously and couldn’t take his eyes off of him.

“I have to admit, you’ve got good taste Nico.” I told him quietly, and he glanced at me suddenly, having forgotten I was there, “I mean the temptation…seeing that body every day after gym…you’ve got a stronger will than I do…”

Nico couldn’t reply, he was too busy staring, shame-faced, at Andi as the brunette arched against the wall despite himself.

Things were certainly getting interesting.

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End of Chapter 9!

BUAHAHA I cut it off there because I’m cruel and evil and I hate you.

Actually it was getting too long (this is longer than my usual chapters) so I had no choice. I hope this smexing can make up for the previous chapter’s ickyness (aka chapter 8). I really didn’t like that chapter AT ALL. It had no smexy bondage non-con fun in it. BO-RING!

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