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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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(Anonymous) 2011-02-14 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)Not so Free [1/2]
(Anonymous) 2011-02-15 08:14 am (UTC)(link)Desmond strained against the ropes holding him up. The elaborate knots crisscross across his body, keeping his arms tied behind him, anchored to his neck, and several leading ropes tied tight to the posts of the bed. He was standing on the ground facing away from the bed, unable to move much in any direction, a spreader bar keeping his legs wide open.
Desmond was flushed and already becoming hard. The position was humiliating and left him feeling vulnerable, anxious, and inexplicably aroused.
“Ah, getting comfortable?”
Desmond tried to turn his head, but the knots twisted around his neck, threatening to press into his throat. The voice was undeniably Shaun’s: his accent and sharp sarcasm did little to disguise his identity. Desmond’s irritated response made little headway against the ball gag in his mouth.
“Ah, ah, no need to get testy. I think you know why you’re here, in this situation.” Desmond flinched sharply as a warm hand descended down his back, periodically testing the rope, before reaching the firm buttocks, gently massaging and prying them apart. Desmond went completely still, shuddering at the feeling of someone touching him in such a sensitive area, especially since it had been months since his last sexual encounter.
Another hand touched him, this one moving to his front to grasp his cock. The hand was covered in some sort of lube, and immediately it began to pump. Desmond groaned, wishing he could move to look at Shaun, or even to watch the hand job he was currently receiving.
“Mm… I don’t know if you’ve realized, but I’ve been losing a lot of money these days. I’ve been buying your food, your clothing, your bloody hygiene products… and I feel I need a bit of compensation,” Shaun paused then to chuckle. Something rustled on the bed. There was the sound of something being popped, like a plastic lid, then shut closed once more. Desmond tried to focus away from the building pleasure to figure out what Shaun was doing, but he needn’t have bothered. Desmond bit down on the gag as a finger pressed between his buttocks, teasing his opening, slipping a digit in and out, in and out. He tried to rock away from the hand, but again the ropes held him still. “Now, I know you must be thinking that you’re just going to have to be buggered to settle the debt, but I’m afraid that’s not enough.”
The finger was in now, twisting and curling, stretching his opening up little by little. Desmond wriggled, noises of aggravation sneaking past the gag, but now he pushed his body into the finger. A second finger joined it, then a third before Shaun spoke once more.
“There you go… Almost ready for the main event then, are we?” The hands were moving faster now, pleasure from both in and outside of his body, causing Desmond’s head to swim with half-aware ecstasy. A moan escaped his mouth, recognizably a confused, questioning tone.
There was no warning when Shaun pulled his fingers out. Desmond yelped in surprise, but then Shaun’s thumb was pressed against the head of his cock, swirling around and teasing the opening, and something larger than Shaun’s fingers was entering him. It was long, covered in protrusions of some sort. Desmond’s entire body twitched as each bump passed over his prostrate. There was a click, and suddenly the object was vibrating. A creaking noise filled the air as Shaun got off the bed, leaving the vibrator secured deeply in Desmond, propped up against the bed.
Not so Free [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2011-02-15 08:15 am (UTC)(link)Desmond cried out as he felt the rubber-tipped clamps close on the tender tissue. Tears pricked at his eyes and a low-pitched whine left his throat. Shaun’s gaze darkened at the noise, eyes half-lidded, and this time he followed Desmond’s every motion as he affixed the second clamp. Desmond’s head lolled back and his chest heaved in a futile attempt to relieve the pressure on his abused nipples. Shaun stepped back, admiring his work.
“Well now, isn’t that quite the pretty picture… It’s refreshing seeing you taken down a bit, Desmond. Desmond, Desmond, Desmond,” Shaun repeated, chuckling a bit as he moved to the darkened back of the room and flipped on a light. Desmond froze.
There, pointed squarely at him, was a camera hooked up to Shaun’s computer. A program was running on the screen. Desmond could make out nothing except for the rather large visitor counter centered at the top of the screen…
“All these people are here to see you, Desmond. You’re the star of your very own show, and you’re paying off a debt to me as well. All of these people paid to be able to watch this,” Shaun explained, picking something off the back table and stalking back towards Desmond, a wicked smile on his face. Desmond saw the cock-ring briefly before feeling it slide down his cock, squeezing it firmly. Shaun leaned in close, teasingly stroking the ring as if to remind Desmond that release was a long time in coming.
“Let’s make sure to put on a good show, shall we?”
It was going to be a long night.
(... lol that was fun.)
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