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It had been hard for Trent to keep his mind off you while he was on tour. He had hit you up on FetLife, under a fake name of course and you soon understood why when you met him. Nine Inch Nails was not an unfamiliar band to you however you did not become a fan of them until after meeting the singer. The two of you hit it off and got along quite well, with him being a submissive and you being a dominant. Trent could only visit you whenever he wasn’t on tour so the frequent visits turned to no visits when he was touring.
It was almost the end of the tour when Trent found himself in the same area as you and after the show he went back to the hotel and showered before sneaking out. Being away from you for such a long time had made Trent extremely desperate and touch starved. The only relationship the two of you had was a dom / sub dynamic and nothing more, it would be quite the headline if it got out that Trent Reznor the singer of Nine Inch Nails was in a secret relationship with a dominatrix.
Having finished your own shower you put only on your silk robe before sitting down on your bed with a book to read. When you have read quite a few chapters there is a knock at your door and you ignore it. The person knocks again and you ignore it. When the third knock came you placed your bookmark in the book and put it down on your bed before getting up, adjusting your robe and making your way to the door. Another knock came and you looked through the peephole and lo and behold, Trent Reznor was at your door, hugging himself as he looked around frantically. Quickly, you open the door and Trent looks extremely relieved to see you.
“Hey Trent, I wasn’t expecting y…” You start but you are cut off by Trent. “I need you Mistress” Trent all but whines and you instantly step back so he could enter your home. “Have you showered?” You ask him as he kicks off his shoes and you close the door. “Of course Mistress” Trent says as you step closer to him, put a hand in his hair and lean in to smell it. Coconut. “Are you on something?” You ask as you let go of his hair and Trent instantly drops to the floor at your feet. “I’ve been clean for two days, just for you, you are the perfect drug Mistress” Trent says with a whine as he grabs a hold of your legs and starts kissing them. “Come, let’s get ready” You say, turning and walking towards your bedroom. Trent follows you like a dog, crawling on all fours.
Pulling out a box of Trent’s things you place it on the floor and Trent starts removing his clothes as instructed. “I thought you were on tour?” You ask him as you have a seat on the edge of your bed. “I am on tour, I just happened to be in your area and snuck out of the hotel to come see you Mistress” Trent says beaming as he carefully folds his clothes, leaving no article of clothing on him. He was only wearing the cock cage he had specifically asked for when you had just started meeting him. “For how long have you been locked up?” You ask him as he starts slipping on long black latex gloves. “Since the last time I saw you Mistress” Trent says with a smile and a glaze over his eyes. “You’re such a good boy, you know that right?” You say with a slight smirk as Trent crawls closer to you and starts kissing your feet again. “I try to be Mistress” Trent replies in between kisses.
Trent moans as he kisses your feet, you hadn’t even started yet and he was already a complete mess. “I can tell you are in a worshipping kind of mood, aren’t you darling?” You say as you stand up from the bed to remove your robe. “Ah, please, Mistress” Trent says, gasping as he looks up at your naked figure. “I like the way you beg, pet, but you’re going to have to be more specific” You say smirking as you crawl onto your bed before laying down against the headboard. “What is it exactly that you want?” You ask Trent as he stands up from the floor and grabs his arm awkwardly while looking up at you flustered. “I want to worship you Mistress” Trent says breathily, squeezing his arm. “You think you’re good enough to worship me?” You ask him and Trent shudders. “Yes, I’ve been a very good pet, Mistress” Trent says determinedly. “How good?” You ask him, smirking. “Very good, I’ve been clean for two days, please Mistress, please let me worship your beautiful body” Trent says almost sobbing and you laugh. “Get over here pet” You say and Trent lights up again.
Trent doesn’t waste any time crawling onto your bed and over to you. He starts by going in for your neck, trailing soft kisses down it, making sure to do that on both sides. Then he moves down to your breasts, cupping them ever so gently as he sucks softly on a nipple. It is taking all of your willpower not to hold onto him as he does this, to stroke him all over and praise him for his efforts so you let yourself moan instead. You could be affectionate during the aftercare. While you were having this debate with yourself he had moved down to kiss your inner thighs. Your breathing quickened as he reached your core and started licking you there, starting with long even strokes from slit to clit before focusing on fucking your hole with his tongue.
The singer moaned into you as you fisted your hand in his hair and he took that as his queue to move up to your clit. Flicking it with his tongue had you almost, almost grinding up into him. The last time you had sex was the last time you had seen him so you were just as desperate as him even though you had masturbated whereas he could not. “Finger me” You command him and he moans again. You kept a firm grip in his hair as he slipped two fingers into your sopping pussy.
Familiar with your anatomy, Trent finds your g-spot instantly and starts tapping on it in tune with his licking. It had been a while since you had such good head and this time you do grind up into his face as he works your body. “Mmmm, pet” You moan out as you feel yourself getting closer to climax. Though a few moments later you have to stop him. “Stop!” You shout, just as you were about to cum and Trent goes still. “I want to ride your face” You say breathily and Trent removes his fingers and sits up. “Mmmmh, I could look at you like that all day darling” You say softly as you watch your pet panting, his own spit and your slick running down his chin.
“Down you go” You say as you crawl towards him before pushing him down onto the bed, keeping your hand on his heaving chest. Trent loved being manhandled and even though you hadn’t done much to him he was having the time of his life. “Now, let's make a deal, you can breathe after I’ve cum, okay?” You say as you move to straddle his face and he nods eagerly as much as his position allowed him to. Trent was one of the most beautiful people you had come across in your lifetime, his black hair spread out on your bed, his pale face and his beautiful eyes.
The sight of him alone was enough to get you dripping but you waste no time having a seat on his face and grabbing the headboard of your bed. Trent respectfully sticks out his tongue and you start grinding on his face. You were just a few licks away from orgasm so this wasn’t going to take you long. The feeling of Trent’s tongue on your clit was delicious and it didn’t take you too long to get close again. The two of you were breathing heavily and when you grabbed a fistful of his hair Trent knew you were close. You quicken your grinding and gyrating and suddenly you fall forward as you climax hard against his face. You hardly hear the muffled sounds Trent makes in surprise when you cum as you suffocate him with your nethers.
When your orgasm has subsided you finally get off Trent’s face and he starts gulping in big breaths of air. “You’re so fucking good at giving head, I should rent you out to all of my girlfriends” You say while your legs shake as you have a seat on your bed and look over your pet. “Thank you Mistress” Trent says, his chest heaving. “If you keep being this good, I might even let you cum” You say jokingly and Trent chuckles. After recovering from your intense orgasm you get off the bed and fish out some handcuffs. “Alright baby, time for the cuffs” You say with a smirk and Trent sits up on the bed.
One of Trent’s favorites was suspension. He loved being cuffed to the ceiling while you worked on him. “Can I be blindfolded Mistress?” Trent asks politely as he stands up from the bed and joins you at your side, wiping his mouth as he goes. “Of course you can” You tell him as you cuff his hands together before reaching for the blindfold. Trent waits patiently as you secure the blindfold on his head. You wait a moment to take in the sight in front of you. His pale body looked so delicious and before you could do anything you grab him by the cuffs.
“Come darling” You say as you tug him with you into another room. Trent follows you obediently, trusting you to guide him. When in the room you bring him underneath a metal pipe before grabbing a step ladder. Then you make him raise his arms and tell him to keep them steady as you fasten them to the chain hanging from the pipe. You take a few steps back just to admire the sight with the cuffs already cutting into Trent’s wrist and him leaking in arousal. “You’re leaking on my floor pet” You say smirking and Trent gasps as he leans against his arm, breathing hard against it.
Many other things could be used for tying him up like this but Trent loved the raw feelings of the handcuffs on his wrists. “I’m sorry Mistress, I can’t control it” Trent says gasping and rubbing his legs together as more precum leaks from his cock. “I know you can’t, I guess I’ll just have to make you clean my floor when we’re done” You say, suddenly only inches away from him, startling him and making him lean against the cuffs eliciting a moan from him. “You’re going to have to use your tongue to clean it” You say as you slide a hand over his chest, ghosting over his sensitive nipples making him gasp.
Trent starts making more sounds as you slide your hands up and down his body, slowly mapping out his anatomy, avoiding his nipples on purpose. It almost sounds like he is trying to say something when you slide your hand down to his ass and cup his cheek. He mumbles something before biting his arm and rubbing his legs together. After teasing him like this for some time you decide to finally touch his nipples.
Trent starts gasping as his legs start shaking and you allow him to lean against you as he leans against the cuffs. “Hah… mmmMistress” Trent says, gasping, struggling to both stand and to talk. “Mmmh, yes pet?” You ask him, pinching a nipple in order to tease him, letting him know you could shut him up whenever you wanted to. You let him moan and gasp a little before letting his nipple go and place your hands on your hips.
“Mistress, could you perhaps… ahhh” Trent starts but you cut him off by blowing cold air on his exposed chest, his nipples hardening and more precum plummeting to the floor. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop, what is your request?” You ask him, smiling to yourself as Trent breathes out a laugh. “Can you use your mouth on my nipples, please Mistress” Trent says blissfully and you smile a smile that he cannot see. “I’m not sure, why should I?” You ask him, trailing your fingers up and down his chest, making him jump at the unexpected touch. “I’ve been a very good boy, Mistress” Trent says with a smile, his hair covering his face as his head drops. “I made you cum earlier” He continues and you smirk, rubbing circles around his nipples. “I’ve been clean for two days just so I could come and play with you” Trent says, rubbing his legs together. “I never do drugs when I’m with you, you seem to be the perfect drug for me” He says and you narrow your eyes before leaning in to lick a nipple.
Trent forgot whatever he was going to say next when he felt your tongue on his nipples. “Ah!” He moans, his cock leaking steadily, a thin stream of precum forming a puddle on the floor. His latex gloves squeak as he strains against the handcuffs and you wondered if they would rip from the impact as you swirl your tongue around a nipple. You decide to grab the key you kept around your neck as you stop licking him.
“Wait, no, please don’t stop Mistress” Trent says with a gasp, trying to seek more friction by pressing towards your direction but his confinement would not let him. “Please” Trent said again, this time with a sob and you could hear him start to cry. “Hey, baby, I’m only unlocking your cage” You say quickly as you cup his cheek and remove his blindfold. Trent looks at you alarmed and you hold the key up in front of him before unlocking his cage. “We can stop now if you want” You say as you put his cage and the key on the step ladder before cupping his face and wiping his tears away.
“I’m alright Mistress, I can keep going” Trent says, with a sniffle. “I know you can keep going but are you sure you want to?” You ask him, worried that things may have somehow been too much for him. “I’m sorry Mistress, I want to keep going” Trent says with a soft smile and you lean up to kiss him. The kiss was short because all Trent could do was moan as you wrapped your hand around his hardening cock, using his own precum as lube.
“Fuuuck…” Trent moans before gasping loudly as you start sucking on his nipple. It only took a few pups of his cock before he started spilling his semen all over your floor with his orgasm. Trent almost screamed as you milked him, his legs threatening to give and his gloves squeaking against the restraints. When he was done you were quick to grab a small towel to throw onto the floor before unlocking his handcuffs.
“I love you Y/N” Was the first thing Trent said to you after you had freed him and he hugged you so tightly you thought he would crush you. “Trent, baby, lets get cleaned up, I don’t think your head is clear right now” You say and he immediately loosens his grip and lets you go. “My head hasn’t been this clear in days” Trent says looking at you with slight concern.
“Someone told me to jerk off before going to meet an ex” Trent starts and you look at him, extremely confused. “Because then I’d know if the feelings were real, if I’d still want to go meet them they’d be real” Trent says with a smile. “Am I the ex?” You ask him, clearly not understanding where the fuck he was going with this. “No! Of course not! I was about to say that I’ve gotten off but my feelings for you remain the same, I love you” Trent says, his face beaming with happiness.
“Trent, I… I don’t know what to say” You tell him as you clutch the handcuffs. “Maybe you’re the one who isn’t thinking clearly” Trent says with a smile before bending down and cleaning up his cum with the towel before leaving the room to discard it into a laundry basket. He was right. Your head was cloudy and you were unsure of your feelings. You were not sure what you wanted. You enjoyed his company but love was something you did not have good experiences with. The people you love are prone to leaving, so if there is no love you cannot get hurt.
You meet Trent in the bathroom who was turning on your shower. “Baby, I need to think about this a bit more” You say as you grab a hair clip and Trent instinctually turns around for you so you can put the hair clip into his hair. Once the hair clip is secured he turns around to kiss you. “You are perfect, you know” Trent says softly as he pulls away and starts to remove his gloves. “Sorry for scaring you earlier, I haven’t been this desperate for an orgasm in ages” Trent said with a chuckle as you tied your own hair up.
“I was worried back there” You say as you turn to face him and notice how bruised his wrists were. “Oh my god Trent” You say as your heart dropped, grabbing one of his hands to examine his wrists. You have used some pain inflicting toys on him before but that was all on purpose, this was not. “Oh this, this isn’t too bad, this has happened before and I’ve had injuries worse than this” Trent says as you let go of his hand and he pulls you into the shower with him.
After washing each others’ bodies thoroughly, the two of you dry yourselves off. “I love spending time with you, I hope you know that” You say as you discard your towel before getting out a roll of bandage. “I know, if you wouldn’t you probably wouldn’t have let me in earlier” Trent says with a smile as he removes the hair clip and shakes his head, his luscious locks falling into his face.
Trent follows you into your bedroom where he makes himself comfortable in your bed and you join him as you put the book you were reading earlier away. “Let me see your hands” You say as you have a seat beside him. Trent rolls his eyes as he does not want you to worry and you wrap a bandage around each of his wrists before fastening them. “There you go” You say softly and Trent’s first instinct is to place a hand on your breast. “Thank you… Mistress” Trent says, smiling a devious smile as he starts massaging it softly and making it jiggle a few times before retreating his hand.
“I’m sorry for not being able to give you a straight answer baby, I do definitely love you and I enjoy spending time with you but I’ve been hurt too many times before” You start as you turn off the light to lay down, with Trent joining you under the covers. “I’m not a complicated man, I just wanted you to know that I care for you deeply, our relationship doesn’t have to change” Trent says snuggling into your breasts and you run your hands through his hair. “In that case, I love you too Trent” You say scratching his scalp a bit. Then he starts motorboating your breasts.