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"H-Hngh!" Dokja's moan echoed in the apartment. I recite the digits of pi in my head to keep it clear as I look at his tied down body at my feet. I feel a haze washing over me as I see drool slipping out of his mouth onto the carpet.
"Joo-Joonghyuk-ah...I need you...please!" He begs repeatedly, but of course I won't be giving him what he needs. He needs to learn a lesson.
What happened, you ask? Well, I'll tell you.
I just caught this one-I poke his solid dick which has a sounding rod in it with my foot-jerking off.
I don't even know where he found porn in the fucking apocalypse. But he did. And that brings us here.
Not only did he try to justify watching the whole thing, he said that it doesn't constitute as cheating.
Well, if you ask me, I would say looking at the bodies of a man and a woman giving into their carnal desires while your dick is chaffed from rubbing it is pretty much extra-marital. It would've been something else if it was gay porn, but it was straight. So now he craves the touch of a woman? Is that it?
I come home early today to surprise him, yet I find him in that state.
"Me? I thought you were content with porn, Dokja."
"U-Ugh, I was stupid, please!" He is writhing under my feet, desperate to feel my touch more. His blind fold is slipping off. The vibrator up his ass is at it's highest speed, and I have placed suction cups around his nipples.
"Mhm? Should've realized that sooner, love."
"U-Ungh, please!....I beg you, Joonghyuk-ah!..." He somehow manages to stand on his knees and places his still blindfolded head on my laps, looking up through the gap. I feel my heart skip a beat, but I don't let it show of course.
"You're willing to do anything?"
"Y-yes, aah~" He groans at the end when he straightens his back because he feels the vibrations hitting the right spot. I know this because this isn't our first time trying something like this.
Slowly, I lift my hand and wrap it loosely around the base of his neck. He's naked of course, and his thighs have the remnants of our last vanilla sex encounter. He moans when he feels my touch, His skin is hot.
"So, you want my cock?"
"Hngh, yes, please!"
"Suck on it, then." I grab him by his hair and shove him down onto my clothed dick.
"Go ahead, take the chain off."
"B-But my hands are tied..."
"So? Do you not have teeth?" I take off his blindfold to see his red eyes, tears washing down his face, his complexion rosy. If I hadn't know this was from pleasure I would've cried my guts out. He tires to lean in and kiss me, but I back off, with considerable self control.
"You're not getting to kiss me until you properly make up for you mistake, Kim Dokja." Normally, when we do sex, I don't call him anything other than 'baby', 'honey', 'love'. i can see the hurt in his eyes, but I can also see the dick leakage despite the sounding device.
"So? Take my pants off and suck it." I lean back, spreading my legs wide. He gulps and leans in, taking the chain in his mouth before pulling it down slowly, all while maintaining eye contact with me.
"Mm, this won't do." I again grab him by his hair. "How dare you fucking look me in the eyes when you know what you've done, you whore?" His face turns into a deep shade of purple.
"Nobody taught you to not make eye contact with your master." I feel my soul cringing out of my body when I utter the word master, but it can't be helped. I have to establish dominance here.
"S-Sorry ma-master." His eyes now become downcast. I let go of his head and he continues to bite down on the waistband of my boxers and pulls down, making my dick bounce in front of his eyes. I swear I see him start to drool, and before I point it out, he takes my tip in his mouth.
I can only hazily observe and groan at the motion of his tongue when he encircles the tip with his pink lips, licking it as if it was a delicacy and a lollipop at the same time. I feel my own face go red and I drop my head back.
"Yeah, just like that." I slowly start lightly thrusting into his mouth, making him cough a bit.
"Such a good boy, all for me. All. For. Me." He gives it a good lick top to bottom. I straighten my neck to look at him, only to see him make blazing eye contact with me, while his tongue is sticking out and licking the slit on top of my dick. My self control has now completely edged away.
I grab his head and force it down my dick, making tears escape his eyes once more. But I don't fucking care; he looked especially turned on when the woman gave the man head. I suppose this is a kink for him, after all. I earnestly start fucking his face, forcing it up and down. He moans right into it, sending vibrations up my body. I feel shivers down my spine.
As soon as I feel my release, I take it out of his mouth and give it a few strokes, so that I end up coming on his face. He continues to stick his tongue out, as if he just wants to taste what my semen could look like.
His entire face is covered in the white substance, he sticks his tongue out and laps up the bit on his lips, panting.
"You liked that?"
"Y-yes master."
"Let me treat you a bit then."
He looks up hopefully at me. He probably thinks I'll take the sounding deivce out.
The joke is on him.
I push him back on to the carpet and lift his leg up. I slowly take out the vigorously shaking vibrator, which has been coated in his juices. I give it a little lick and looks at him. He looks relieved, as if now I'll finally help him out. I smirk. As if out of pure instinct, my tongue goes to the rim of his hole and I start licking it.
The look on his face is priceless.
"H-Hngh, J-Joonghyuk-ah, don't...please!" I slap his butt with the back of my hand.
"Master for you."
"That-that's dirty!...Don't...ugh....lick at it!"
"I don't pay you to talk, now, do I?" I think I'll try out roleplaying more more in the bedroom. This is amazing.
"At least...let me...cum!...." His back arches but he can release nothing.
"No, Kim Dokja." I finally tear my mouth away from his ass, and insert to fingers. I let down his legs and rub his thighs-his most sensitive spot.
"You should've thought about the consequences before watching pornography in my house."
"P-Please! I need your...a-angh!" He feel pleasure through my fingers when I poke certain other spots. The only time he can feel it on his prostate is when I penetrate him, but that's not happening anytime soon.
"Need my what?" He can only moan in response when I insert another finger and continue to teasingly grope his thighs.
"You'll need to speak up for me to understand, love." At my morsel of affection, he seems to remember what he was saying. Good. I have him exactly where I need him to be.
"Y-Your dick, please! Put it...hngh...inside of me!"
"Not yet, my dear." I chuckle and take off the suction cups off his chest to gaze at the now red nipples. I pull at one of them.
"Hangh~~~" He arches his back in response. So they do become more sensitive.
"Hah!" I snicker and lean to take one in my mouth while still fingering his ass.. My other hand is inside of his mouth. He leans into my touch so desperately you'd think he's a man who has been touch starved for years.
I suck on his nipple till he's again writhing. if there's one thing I like about Dokja, only one thing which gets our sexual chemistry going, it is his sensitivity. This man flinches even at the slightest graze of my hand. And right now, because I haven't let him find his release yet, he's even more vulnerable.
"Do you want me to this out? Hm?" I give his dick a few lazy pumps. Tears, which were already flowing from his eyes, now come down uncontrollably.
"P-Please." He whispers for the last time, looking at me through his lashes. I lean up and kiss his cheek.
"You've done well." I slowly take out the device.
"Agh!" He releases uncontrollably onto my hand, onto his stomach, on the sheets. I think he even pees a little.
Oh. No, he didn't pee.
He squirted.
I look at the fine liquid gushing out of his dick and make eye contact with him after it stops. He looks thoroughly embarrassed, and that makes me smirk. I go ahead and kiss his neck. "Don't worry, it's not pee, you're fine."
"Fucking embarrassing." He mutters in response
"Don't worry, you're fine. It's normal. Hot, even."
"You think that's hot?"
"You could very well put a gun to my head and I'd ask you to stop seducing me." That makes him giggle.
"Bahah, you're silly."
We remain silent for a minute. Suddenly he leans in. "Can I kiss you now, master?"
"You may."
He places his lips on top of mine, molding them so that they fit mine like puzzle pieces. His hands are still tied, so it takes him a bit of time, but he stands on his knees and throws his arms around my neck, pulling me in impossibly closer. My hands go up to his waist and I make little circles on the side of it. He breaks the kiss and I can make out a string of drool connecting our mouths.
I place butterfly kisses along the side of his neck, my hand now resting on his hip.
"Can I put it in, Dokja?"
"I've been-hngh-asking you to do that since forever." He moans as he feels my dick rub against his hole.
"You had to get your punishment first though."
"I got it okay. So-" He straightens up a little, so that all I had to do was push him down onto my cock. "-fuck me already."
"Roger that." I smirk and grip his hips hard, pushing him onto my dick. He throws his head back, a string of incoherent profanities leaving his mouth as I thrust in him again and again. I bite down on his jaw and kiss his neck, marking him to be mine. I lick the little tears which had and are escaping his eyes, and make sure he feels nothing but ecstasy. I make him practically bounce on top of me, and feel the cold steel from his handcuffs on my back as he grips me tighter for support. His legs are in the air, and his eyes are rolled back.
"I-I'm gonna cum!" He groans into my ear, the sound sending shivers straight to my dick. How blessed am I to see him in this state.
"Me too."
"I-Inside, please!..." He whispers before arching his back as he finally found his release. "Hah!" I snicker before saying. "Your wish is my command, my love." With that and one final thrust, I release inside of him, and paint his insides white. As soon as I release, he falls unconscious in my arms, something which has happened before.
On the dining table, I drink my morning coffee. We'll be scouting some more people for training tomorrow. Should I take Dokja along, or will he be too tired.
"Hey, Yoo Joonghyuk?"
"What do you want?" I roll my eyes-Han Sooyoung.
"You were fucking Kim Dokja last night."
"That's what couples do."
"You should get your rooms soundproofed. I also wanted to fuck Sangah but couldn't because somebody was calling the other person master and engaging in BDSM." I feel her ominous energy ball up behind me. Oh well. What can I do? She should've just shut her ears down or something.
"Ahoy." Kim Dokja enters the kitchen. He's wearing a high neck and his black shirt and white coat. My ethereal soulmate. What good deeds must I have committed in my previous regression to be met with such a person?
"What'cha drinkin'"
"Coffee."
"Oi, Kim Dokja."
"Sup, Sooyoung?"
"Go build a soundproof room in the house or something for fucking. Ya'll are too loud. I was about to get laid last night but ya'll just-"
"Okay, okay, don't say that again!" Kim Dokja has turned into a deep shade of red. i smirk.
"Not like you to be so shy."
"Not like you to be so bratty."
I shrug. "Let's go get more recruits today."
"Roger that."