Nightmarish Pleasure (Stained and firebird)

[StainedCrimson]

Plot: An isolated kingdom located on the borderlines of China and India is one day invaded and taken over. The new king stands out as it is due to his unusual red hair and eyes, along with his people who have orange-gold hair and eyes as well. It soon becomes apparent that their keepers are not human and the people's prince is the one who pays the biggest price when he manages to catch the new king's interest.

 

 

Name: Vidaer Modred

Race: Weretiger

Height: 6'3"

Hair: Red, goes to about to the shoulders

Eyes: Hazel/gold

 

Personality: He's just as rough and sadistic as he looks. He enjoys playing with people and will take those who interest him to see how long it takes before he can break them and make them addicted to his sadistic mannerisms. He also enjoys planning invasions and expanding his reputation amongst his own kind while keeping the pathetic humans in the dark about their existence.

 

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A pair of eyes that seem to almost flash gold in the night blink once before suddenly vanishing into the foliage of the dense forests surrounding a sleeping human city. Large silent shadows flow down into the city, some staying on the outskirts to make sure no one goes in, or out. The largest shadow flanked by five others slip into the largest building and come morning have a surprise for the people who are scared out of their homes by numerous loud yells and bloodcurdling screams that abruptly end from various spots within the city. The people, startled and panicked rush out of their homes where they are then unknowingly herded to the center of the town where their king is on display next to a large man who's watching the scene with a large smirk. Spreading his arms wide his voice booms over the crowd causing them to go still and listen. "Welcome! So sorry to wake you up at such an ungodly hour and in such a rude manner but I thought you all would want the news as soon as possible. You are no longer under this man's rule, but instead have a new king. I am Vidaed Modred and I am your new king as of this moment."

[firebird]

 

Name: Chezra Whyte

 

Age: 24

 

Height: 5'9"

 

Linage: Son of the late Indo-Australian (India and Australia back then was one land) princess and sired by the rightful King.

 

Personality: Appears to be caring and righteous at first but he is really a spoiled child. He is smart, cunning and relatively nice but would rather not concern himself with other peoples affairs, he would rather think of his own well-being.

A poet, a hard worker(when he wants to be) and a generally honest guy, he wasn't heartless enough to be cruel to the needy, the elderly and the sick but preferred to keep his habit of performing charitable acts to himself.

 

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Azure eyes took in the forestry in the passing scenery as the carriage slowly trotted along the final pathway leading into the inner depths of city. He had long passed the borders and would soon be home.

He twirled a lock of golden hair between his fingers sighing tiredly from his trip.

 

He was sent out as a representative for his homeland, Kan, in a meeting in China (what it was about--he still didn't know) seeing as they stood at its borders. Though, his presence had seemed unneeded in his opinion.

He sighed again thinking of just how tedious the entire ordeal was.

Well, at least father will be proud.

 

 

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He was startled from his nap as his carriage suddenly stopped, throwing him forward a bit.He picked himself up and huffed angrily.

How could that insolent driver allow something like this to happen!

He grabbed up the ends of his long robes -so as to walk freely- and made his way out of the carriage.

 

To his surprise, the entire city was up at that time of morning. People were gathered in the centre of Kan where apparently his carriage had stopped.

He realised now why the man had stopped. There was no way to get through all those people after all but nonetheless a little warning would have been helpful.

He spared the driver a momentary glare before turning his attention to the very centre of the crowd. He could see the top of a very red head which had him confused.

"Kanians do not have red hair", he mused silently, " he must be an outsider"

So without further ado he walked through the unconsciously parting crowd, ignoring their silent pleas for him to not alert the man of his presence.

 

As he grew closer to the stranger he could see his father beside the man which only served to make him angrier.

Who was this man who dared entered his kingdom and had the king at his side so casually?

He raised his head as if to look down on the stranger (which was physically impossible seeing as how tall the man was).

 

"You there,", he called "Who are you and what right have you to enter my lands so confidently?"

He took in his appearance with curiosity akin to a child's.

"Explain yourself".

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer turns to look at who could only be the one and only child of the king, a typical spoiled child to by the looks of it. Slowly a large toothy grin appears on his face as he very slowly and deliberately looks the other male over in what can only be in a way of one showing sexual interest in what they see. "Seems we have a straggler here. No need to ask who you are since your manners and clothing speak for you." He drawls lightly sauntering over to the edge of the platform to look down at the prince. "I am Vidaer. The new king and ruler of your country. Which makes you" He kneels down to roughly grab Chezra's chin and make him crane his neck to look up "mine. And I think I like the looks of you enough to keep you. For a time at least. You all get so boring and predictable once you break."

 

Laughing he stands up and goes over to the former king. "Which also means we have no more use for you old man. Can't have you around and risk a rise up after all." With a dark grin his hand goes up and under the king's chin, his hand changing so there's sharp claws instead of fingers, and rips the head right off. Holding up his bloody and dripping prize high he looks the crowd over. "Pay attention you lot. So long as you don't cross me or piss me off you'll be allowed to live your lives fairly normally. The few differences are that my people will be patrolling the borders at all times so if you try to run they'll kill you, whenever you leave to do trading or get supplies at least one or two of my people will accompany you to make sure you don't get hurt or attacked on the way as well as try anything stupid." Letting the head fall with a wet splat he smirks. "Follow my rules and you'll be just fine. And look! I'll even be generous, I'll only take him as my pet and concubine and I'll leave your sons and daughters alone." He waves a hand at Chezra.

[firebird]

With a look of utter shock and disgust he stepped back immediately after he was released. How dare he touch me! He glared at the back Vidaer as his blood boiled with anger.

 

"I belong to no one, you fiend" he said with an ocean of venom in his voice.

 

He watched him carefully as he went over to his -for once in his life- terrified father. Blue eyes widened comically as the man took the former king's head off in one clean swipe.

His heart stopped as an eerie silence settled over the area.

 

"F-Fath..er", he stuttered.

 

This man was definitely not an enemy to be tampered with. He reminded him of the monsters he'd read about in fairy tales but only difference is the monsters were never quite so ruthless.

It almost seemed funny calling those creatures monsters now. They were little, harmless, white bunnies as opposed to the fiend before him.

His rules were absolute, his punishment...severe and his conditions..absurd.

 

He choked on his spit at the mention of him becoming Vidaer's pet and concubine.

 

"You bloody bastard!", he yelled, "NEVER!"

He would have lunged at him hadn't his feet felt glued to ground and his body heavy with fear and shock.

 

"You may have taken over my kingdom and killed my father..." he choked on his words slightly at the thought of his dead father,"but you will NOT take me as your slave!"

 

He was already out of breath but he wasn't done yet.

"I will NEVER submit to you...so GO TO HELL!"

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer laughs and steps off the platform, landing oddly lightly for someone of his size. Stalking over to Chezra he grins, although his look is more like a predator about to make the killing blow to its prey. "Oh you'll do just nicely. It's no fun if they have no fight in them to begin with." He completely ignores the other male's bold claim. In the eyes of his people and these humans the prince is already his and that's exactly how it is. After doing a slow circle around the former prince, as if he's a horse at the market or something, he stops facing the male with a smirk. "Let's hope you can keep that spark in the bedroom and look as good as your face under those clothes." Vidaer pulls out simple leather collar and grabbing Chezra by the hair, yanks him forward.

 

"It's best if you accept your new position soon little princeling. Though, don't lose that fire too quick alright? Make it interesting for me." He grins while letting the other drop, while the male is off balance he quickly puts on the collar then lifts the prince up by it for all to see. It solidifies the fact that he's now a possession, one belonging to the new king at that. "Let's go pet. I still need to look over my new home." Grinning he he turns and once more lets the prince go and it's clear he expects him to follow. Even if he doesn't there are those in the crowd who'll make sure he does. Both those of Vidaer's kind and even Chezra's own people will turn on him to protect themselves.

[firebird]

The Prince's face reddened in embarrassment at the man's lewd sayings.

"Hmph,! he huffed indignantly.

"I'll give you more than 'a little fight' you overconfident lowlife. I'll force-feed you an all-out war!"

 

He winced slightly as his hair was grabbed and the collar was manhandled onto him.

He seethed in anger.

This man spoke of him with such nonchalance and of him becoming his slave. Clearly, he had hit his head.

There was no way on this earth would he submit and become some sort of...personal whore. As the prince he was expected to remain pure until marriage. Therefore he would not allow himself to be soiled so easily just for this man's sick pleasure.

The idea of it even tasted bad in his mouth.

He watched the tall man walk away and realised that in his arrogance he expected the fiery blond to follow.

 

He turned his head away and sneered distastefully. He wasn't going to follow him like a trained dog.

At least...that was his initial thought before he looked around and saw the displeased faces of his people.

They all seemed a bit..angry.

 

"What?" he said tired of their staring.

 

A small woman spoke up.

" Your Highness you must go with him...to spare our children"

He looked wide eyed at the woman.

"So expect me to lie like a whore and let him have his way with me! What insolence!"

 

This time it was a deep voice that spoke up. "We don't expect you to...you must. Look around you Chezra, you are no longer a Prince. You are a prisoner as much as we are-no more than we are. So I would advise you to go with him or we will force you to. I'm sorry your highness but its our children...or you."

 

He was appalled, surprised, angered, saddened among other things.

The man was right there was no where to run...but that didn't say a damn thing. He would not give up! It would not end this way.

 

He turned away from the stranger and followed after Vidaer making sure that he wasn't too close to him.

At least i'm returning to the castle where i may hide and not be found.

It was a cowardly thought he admitted but there was a significant difference between a brave, foolish man man and a wise coward.

For now, he'd choose to be the wise one.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer smirks while silently laughing to himself. He can hear the whole exchange and knows the other will try to fight him, but in the end he'll be violated over and over again until he becomes addicted to the pleasure only Vidaer can give him. He'll be sure to train his pet so that he can't even get aroused without being treated roughly and sadistically.

 

Once out of the crowded area of the common people, he raises his voice just enough so Chezra can hear him. "Now that we have a few moments to make things clear, this is what will be expected of you. You will wear the clothes I have made for you, you will sleep in my chambers with me and eat with me at meal times. Needless to say you will service me whenever and however I desire you to." Continuing to walk at a leisurely pace he glances around in a seemingly bored manner while taking in the sights of his new conquest, but is also noting various advantage points to guard and watch over his new cattle. "You will also always have a collar on marking you as my own personal pet. Failure to do so will not only result in punishment at my hand, but the likelihood that my people will think it means you're fair game for them. You will also be punished should you try to run, however, since I expect you to be with me at all times the chances of that happening are slim though you can always try." He laughs softly out loud.

 

Once in his new home Vidaer wanders down to what was once Chezra's father's room. It has already been completely redone with thick plush rugs, a bed so large it's almost obscene, potted ferns and exotic plants and vines scattered throughout the room along with numerous pillows. Overall the color and layout conveyed a similar feel to the man, wild and edgy, but the room held a sense of being polished or at least feigning it whereas the man did nothing of the sort.

 

Yanking the smaller man inside, he closes the door wit ha feral grin. "Now then... Let's take a look at what those bulky clothes of yours are hiding hmm?" Stalking towards the unsuspecting much like his animal counterpart, he goes in for the kill. Or in this case, the first step in breaking his new pet.

[firebird]

It was as if a hammer drove itself deeper into his pride with every rule that left Vidaer's lips.

 

He's joking, right? He HAS to be joking.

But sadly he was not and it further saddened the once-prince to hear how he would be living. It was lower than the life of the palace servants. After all, what fun could it be to be at someone's every beck and call?

Punishment...he reminded himself of the punishment so that he didn't try to rip his head off. Then again his new master didn't state that he couldn't try to maul him every once in a while as useless it may be. He lowered is head and bit his tongue holding back a retort.

 

There weren't enough words to describe how furious he was. And on top of that, the king thought that it would be fine sleep in the chambers of the man he'd just beheaded moments before, that man being his father. However he didn't have time to think too much on it as he was dragged into the room.

 

...Let's take a look at what those bulky clothes are hiding...

 

He swore that his heart had stopped beating in his chest making the sound of his heavy fearful, panting echo in his ears without the deep bass thump of his most vital organ to dull it. His feet unconsciously took him backwards trying to get out of his captor's reach. But he was being stalked like a rabbit caught in a lion's clutches. And that's precisely how he felt; useless and afraid.

 

The back of his legs came in contact with the bed causing him to fall backwards onto the sheets. Without taking a breath he hurriedly scooted backwards up to the head of the bed.

"I'm sure you don't want to d-do this Vidaer, i'm not as pretty underneath these long robes you know", he lied trying to change the red-head's mind. "There's a reason why I wear so m-much clothes you know...I'm hideous under here."

 

But he knew that he was not going to be very successful in doing so. He put his hand out trying to stop Vidaer from coming too close to him.

"Dammit I said don't TOUCH me!", he yelled furiously.

He was not going to just lie there and take it...he would fight until he lost all energy and was on the brink of passing out.

He would not willingly be the new king's slave.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer's eyes darken while his nostrils flare out slightly as he catches the smell of Chezra's fear. It only propels him forward and to stalk his little princeling pet more.

 

I'm sure you don't want to d-do this Vidaer' date=' i'm not as pretty underneath these long robes you know" ... "There's a reason why I wear so m-much clothes you know...I'm hideous under here." ... "Dammit I said don't TOUCH me!"[/quote']

 

At Chezra's weak arguments against him removing the other's clothes he smirks which only turns into a laugh when the smaller male yells at him. "You really should work on your negotiation skills pet. This has only made me more curious and eager to free you from those heavy garments." He grabs the hand Chezra had put out to try and hold him back and pulls it up towards his mouth where he nips at the tips of the fingers before giving a long slow lick up the palm to end with a suck on one of the digits. His tongue is slightly rougher than a normal humans though the inexperienced prince might not notice the difference in texture.

 

Distracting the smaller male with the display his other hand lashes out and rips the clothes in his way, his hand once more turning to claws to more easily rip and shred the clothes away. Pulling away from the finger that he'd been playing with in his mouth in favor of removing the remnants of the clothing so he can look his new pet over more fully. Smirking he trails a finger down Chezra's throat to his chest where he flicks a nipple as his gaze continues down. "You're even better than I had thought you'd be beneath those clothes."

 

"Still, I'll have to make sure that you've never known the touch of a man before." He muses more to himself as he flips the other onto his stomach and uses the remains of the sleeves to bind his arms behind his back while lifting his hips up into the air so he can spread the other's ass to reveal his puckered hole. "Hmm, looks clean enough..." Vidaer murmurs purposefully loud enough for Chezra to hear him. Leaning down, while an eye keeps a lock on what he can see of the other's face, his tongue flicks out to lick and rub against the new found treasure.

[firebird]

His eyes widened in shock at the display of Vidaer licking his hand as if it was food. Pale pink lips opened and closed constantly as if to make a remark about his strange action. But before the words could escape his lips, his clothes were ripped away from his body leaving him bare to the villain's eyes. He gulped when his hand was dropped and both of the other's hands were pulling at his shredded clothes.

 

He wanted to rebel against his so called master but he was frozen in fear and something that felt like intrigue. He would not be fooled. That man was no human. It was the second time in one day that he had seen him use brute strength to rip something apart one of which was his father's head from his body.

 

At the memory of the man before him beheading his father, his fighting spirit renewed. His normally shining blues sent him the most venomous look he could muster giving the clear sign that he was not pleased. He shivered in perhaps fear when a finger from the man's cruel hand trailed down his throat. He stilled for the duration of its passing until that same finger rested on his chest and flicked his nipple. The touch shot an electric feeling through his body. One that made his natural instincts anticipate something else. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. His body seemed to disobey him when he blushed because of Vidaer's compliment. He turned his head away so as to not see him watching him so closely. Those eyes roaming his body seemed to do more damage than his hand.

 

He gasped as he was flipped, bounded and spread for his master's viewing pleasure all in one breath. One could imagine how flustered he became at the red head's assumption that he may have been touched before. He was well and ready to tell him where he and his dirty mouth could go when he felt rough hands part his ass cheeks widely right before he felt a wet, slick warmth touch his hole. He gasped as the touches continued and he finally realised that the pervert was using his tongue to lick him there. He had heard tales of the homosexuals in his kingdom part taking in such activities among others (after all they were allowed to marry) but he did not think that he would be on the receiving end of such actions so soon.

 

The more licks he received the heavier his panting became. Unintentionally, his hole clenched every time Viaer's tongue moved away. He was confused. Whatever this man was doing to his body made him crave his attention more.

His ass pushed backwards, to push the king away he claimed but somehow he felt that the reaction happened for a whole other reason.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer chuckles when Chezra pushes back against him and feels the hole clenching. "Such a lewd body you have... It's almost hard to believe you've remained untouched. I'll have to make doubly certain it is so." Giving one last lick to the hole he pulls back a bit to lick a finger to coat it just enough to be able to push it in without too much trouble. Once it's coated he rubs the tip against the clenching puckered hole to tease and stimulate it more before finally pushing the finger in.

 

"Now then, let's see if this here has managed to remain pure. I can't be certain after all unless I do a thorough check." He comments with a large smirk while pushing the finger in relentlessly. To throw the other off though and make him confused as well as start to train him to be receptive to the harsh treatment, he starts to stroke and rub Chezra's cock to get it hard and erect. "We can't forget this part either now can we?"

 

He keeps a close eye on his new little pet and so far finds the various reactions and looks amusing as well as arousing. The fear and then the immediate defiance despite the momentary passive behavior when his hand had trailed over the other male's throat. And now there's the confused yet increasingly aroused look over taking the man's face. This causes an imperceptible shiver to go through him from excitement and arousal. He'd known from the smell and reactions Chezra gave him that the other was untouched by men or women despite his age. Grinning at his find he moves the finger inside the prince in mimicry of the action soon to come.

[firebird]

"Sh-shut up!" He didn't know where his voice had went but all he knew was that whatever was being done to him felt...good.

He tensed up and winced slightly at the introduction of something much harder near his ass. It was a horrid feeling, to feel something going in where things should have been coming out. And on top of that, his body seemed to refuse to accept the slim appendage. It hurt trying to push it in and he really didn't want to have anything inside him...there.

"T-take it out, you b-bastard"

 

He almost kicked back like a horse to slap that smirk off of his face. The other had only continued pressing his finger inside him relentlessly urging his hole to relax and widen. Against his will, his body cooperated and stretched his hole enough to accommodate the finger inside without hindrance. He gasped rather loudly and this one he knew for a fact was from pleasure. His master wasn't playing too fair was he. He was obviously trying to get him more worked up than he already was by touching his cock the way he was.

 

He paused in recognition. That's what that feeling was.

The same feeling he felt from Vidaer touching his cock was the same one from when the other was licking and touching his ass. He wanted to just slap himself. You traitorous awful, AWFUL body of mine! He dropped his head on the bed as harshly as he could. He felt his face light up like a red star. There was just no way that he...ah...that h-he, ooh....

Barely a thought could be completed as the finger inside of him started rubbing against his inside walls deliciously, forcing pleasure on his virgin body.

"N-no...S-sto-op i-it"

There was barely any resistance in his voice but he wouldn't lose so easily.

 

That was his last thought before he started moaning like a wanton whore.

[StainedCrimson]

Chezra laughs in a mocking manner while giving a lick and nip on the outer ring of the hole clenching around his finger. "Now, now... No need to be so shy. I've never seen a virgin react like such a well-trained whore before. Let's see how much you can take before you cum and how many times I can make you release before you pass out into a puddle of senseless goo from the overwhelming pleasure." He laughs against before using his tongue once again to slick up and stimulate the slowly stretching hole.

 

He continues to move the finger and once Chezra's hole stops fighting the finger and instead seems to be fighting to keep it in, he pushes in second finger which goes in easier due to the build of saliva. The hand on the prince's cock continues to stroke and squeeze the flesh before a finger rubs and presses roughly into the dripping slit. Pulling back slightly he stares down at Chezra moaning as his fingers go in and out of him, rubbing and stretching the virgin entrance which will soon have his cock slamming into it.

 

"Hahah, such a slutty and lewd body. If it wasn't for how tight you are I might not believe you were untouched by another man." He leans down so he's stretched out along the length of the small prince's back. "Tell me pet, is your greedy little hole hungry for something bigger and better to fill it than my fingers?" His words are blown out against Chezra's ear before Vidaer scrapes his teeth along his neck waiting for an answer.

[firebird]

He bit down on his lip harshly when that accursed tongue joined the finger and started to lick him. He shivered. Even the words that left the man's mouth made him needy. Needy of what?...he wasn't sure yet.

"Sh-shut up, yo-you pervert" he struggled out between gasps and moans "There is n-no way in...ah...uh, he-hell that i'll come from thi-this"

 

His breath was pushed out of his body as another finger was added in. He had almost bitten clear through his lips to prevent himself from showing how much he enjoyed the attention. "N-no. Don-don't touch m-me like th-that" His thighs quivered with how much he was restraining himself from slamming his ass back on those fingers.

 

His back arched at the thought of something bigger or was it because of how Vidaer whispered the naughty words against his ear? Something bigger he had said. His blue gemstone eyes widened. He couldn't mean that he'd put THAT inside of me? He wiggled slightly in what was his definition of trying to get away but he only felt the fingers touching him deeper, eliciting more lewd noises from his mouth.

 

"No, no. I do-don't want th-this" he muttered more to himself than to Vidaer. It seemed that at every turn his body was betraying him and there was almost nothing he could do about it. "Vi-Vidaer, l-let me go...I'll do wh-whatever you say...ju..just STOP TOUCHING ME!" His body was oversensitive and his mind was slowly leaving him. He had to do something before he lost himself. Because once he did there would be no turning back so begging to him was a better alternative. He could almost cry from how badly his pride was suffering from this. Surely, knife through the heart would have felt less painful. But if he was being as honest as his body was then he would yell to the heavens how much he wanted to be taken by the new king.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer laughs huskily against Chezra's ear. "Oh, you begging is absolutely wonderful. However, someday you'll be begging for just the opposite. You'll beg for my touch and for my cock any way you can get it. Here..." His fingers slam into the other and spread him wide. "As well as in your mouth." He growls out with a dark grin. "Then you'll be just as honest as this lewd and slutty body. Almost makes me wonder if just any man will do and if I should how'd you react to having numerous men paying attention to your body."

 

He removes his hand from Chezra's cock to free his own. He's not going to claim that ass just yet. No, he's going to make the proud prince beg him to take it. Still, teasing and preparing that greedy hole and degrading the prince in other ways is still very much on the table. Once his cock is free his hand goes back to roughly stroking and toying with the smaller male's cock and his fingers pull out instead to grab one of the toys he'd set aside earlier just for this. Too bad the prince didn't think to look for them or he'd have never gone near the bed. He picks up a dildo, about the same width as three of his fingers, covered in bumps and has straps to go around a cock and help keep it in. For now he just coats it with an oil that's a very light aphrodisiac before roughly pushing it into the freshly stretched hole.

 

Pushing it all the way in he then lays himself along Chezra's back, his cock cradled between the delicious globes of the prince's ass while Vidaer's remaining hand goes to a nipple to pinch and pull it while he also continues his work on his pet's cock. The only difference is that now he's grinding against the former prince so he can feel just how large and hot Vidaer's cock is, but the movement also moves the toy inside the virgin ass. The bumps rubbing and stimulating as the channel moves and squeezes around it.

[firebird]

His back arched as he voiced his pleasure moaning and gasping at how wonderful it felt to have those fingers ram inside of him so brutally. He felt himself progressively being widened by the other's fingers. He wanted to retort so badly and push he red head off of him but he couldn't , his mind was too set on trying to deny the pleasure he was feeling. His body was really in sensory overload, not even the degrading words were registered immediately all he knew was that whatever was falling from the other's lips made his hole tingle and his cock twitch in excitement.

 

"Ah!" he yelled out in more lust than surprise. Being penetrated by something bigger did feel quite good. And those bumps on the dildo seemed to rub him in all the right places yet that didn't say that he pleased at the forced pleasure. But before he could turn around to curse Vidaer to the deepest pits of hell, his body started feeling funny. But he dismissed it immediately as the other's cock found itself between his ass cheeks and long fingers found his nipples pinching them harshly. It felt so usual but yet so good. By now his body was in need of release but as he promised he would not cum from-

"You bastard! what did you do to me?!" he yelled as the build-up of the strange feeling came attacking him full force. His body felt so hot and his ass seemed to crave something bigger inside of it while his cock felt like it would fall off with how hard he was.

 

He tried to suck the dildo deeper inside because he felt that it was missing something inside of him but it wouldn't budge. He tried again and got the same result which only fueled his growing frustration.

"Dammit...if you're going to do this to me then DON'T TEASE me"

The amount of pleasure that he was getting from Vidaer's cock grinding between his ass cheeks and the toy rubbing him so sweetly inside was suddenly not enough for him anymore.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer laughs at Chezra's frustration while giving a rough tug to his hard and aching cock. "I'm not doing anything except introducing you to a world you've never known. It's clear that you're a natural masochist. You crave being teased and tormented while being dominated by another man." He grins while continuing to stroke the smaller males cock, pausing to press and rub a finger harshly into the leaking slit or pull the foreskin back. Seeing the former prince so aroused, frustrated and upset is a sight he finds extremely arousing.

 

Hearing the prince's demand he laughs again, baring his teeth in amusement. "What's this? Is your slutty hole suddenly dissatisfied with the toy in it? Or is it just upset that it's not moving enough?" He taunts in a tone clearly saying Chezra has to say just what it is he wants exactly, or else Vidaer is going to continue tormenting him. "Perhaps I should just stop and make you finish by yourself hm? And watch you and you fuck yourself with a toy to have your very first orgasm?"

[firebird]

He shuddered at the painful feeling Vidaer delivered onto his cock and the aphrodisiac only served to heighten the pleasure more. He wanted to spurt a million expletives at the red head but they all seemed to have gotten lost in his throat on their way to his mouth. He made sounds that almost sounded like purring with how stimulated his body felt. He was burning in every spot but his ass, cock and nipples were the worst. They felt almost sore to how sensitive they had become. He almost wanted to push Vidaer over and slide down his long, hard, thick dick or perhaps be the little slut he wanted and beg to be taken and dominated by him. The thought was certainly appealing.

He shook his head not believing that he had actually thought that about his captor. The former prince had finally gone mad. Perhaps not completely bonkers but crazy enough to want to impaled roughly over and over and over and over again on the hard shaft between his ass cheeks. A soft moan slipped past his lips as his imagination provided him with a picture to fit the thoughts.

He froze. No no no no no no...I DID NOT just think that! Surely it was the aphrodisiac at work.

 

The other's deep voice saying such lewd things to him had him panting as if he had just ran a marathon and as horny as a bitch in heat. "D...ie...y-you...bas-tard" The lust was evident in his voice, there was no hiding it. "As if-if i need y-"

He threw his head back and screamed as a wave of pleasure attacked his body. Whatever was in that aphrodisiac was making him lose his mind... and resolve or perhaps it was his inner whore wailing out in pleasurable pain?

He shook his head whimpering slightly. "N-no. I won-won't b-beg" he whispered to himself, "n...o"

 

His heart was trying to beat itself out of his chest...it was all too much. He really couldn't take much more.

He choked back a sob. "Please, d-do something. I ca-can't.P-put it i-inside....please"

 

He had finally lost himself.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer lets out another laugh as he pulls back. He hadn't planned on actually taking his new pet's virginity so soon, but with him begging so prettily for it... Well, he's not that heartless or unmoving. "Very well. I'll be sure to fully satisfy your slutty greedy hole and this lewd body you have. I'm sure you'll be begging for more soon though. Such a slutty body can't go for long once it's gotten a taste." With a quick rough movement he pulls the toy out and tosses it to the side. Once his pet is broken in a bit more he'll have him take the toy and his own cock at one time, but not on his first night.

 

Spreading Chezra's ass wide open, his thumbs spread the twitching and clenching hole smirking. "Perhaps I should show you how greedy and wanton your hole is. Have you spread your ass while facing a mirror so you can see how it's begging to be filled with my cock." With a low laugh he leans forward so the tip of his cock is pressed against the spread opening. "We'll do that another time. Have you watch in the mirror as we take turns stretching out your hole before I fuck you into oblivion." He taunts enjoying the affect his words and touches have on the smaller male.

 

Without warning Vidaer lunges forward slamming his cock into Chezra and doesn't stop until he's fully in. Giving the other no time to adjust he continues to ruthlessly slam into the smaller body, one hand moving to press and pin him down to the bed by the back of the neck. His other hand holds onto the prince's hip to help pull him back into the harsh thrusts.

[firebird]

If only that man would shut the hell up. But instead he kept on talking, making him feel like the dirtiest and most sluttiest of all...and it turned him on. At this point it was impossible for him to get any harder. And the hands on his ass spreading and playing with it did nothing to deter his sexual frustration.

 

Chezra screamed out in sheer pain as his master slammed his huge cock inside of him. It stung like and a bitch! He felt like the other was burning a hot trail with his shaft inside his hole. He could've barely breathed when he was in the open but now with his head buried in the sheets his and his panting increased he was deprived of almost all air but that obviously didn't stop the other from slamming into him like there was no tomorrow.

 

He turned his head slightly to get some air. Having successfully done so he tried to enjoy the feeling of his master inside as much as he did the toy. And surely enough, his ass started to progressively accept the king better. The feeling was euphoric. He touched everywhere inside of him without much effort causing his heart beat to race along with the speed of his thrusts.

 

Of course Vidaer was right, he was a masochist to the core but he didn't know that he would've enjoyed the pain and pleasure of being split wide open by a man. But then again he also didn't know that he was a closet slut. If the king didn't have his hand on his hips pulling him back into ruthless thrusts, he probably would have slammed himself back onto his cock anyway.

 

He continued to pant, moan and scream at the rough treatment. "Oooohh...ahhh....mmm-more"

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer lets out a breathless laugh at how Chezra's tune has changed. Yet he knows this will only so long as he's being fucked. While he's enjoying the sex, especially at how wonderfully the other is responding which is a surprise, he's also looking forward to the aftermath once the euphoria of orgasm has passed. Shifting so he's laying along the other male's back, both hands now on his hips to yank him back onto the cock plowing into him, Vidaer smirks as he breathes into the other's ear. "Come now, we don't want your cock to be neglected do we? I'll be nice this time and let you touch yourself so you can release."

 

He drags his teeth along Chezra's ear before biting it and tugging it before scrapping his teeth along the vulnerable flesh of the prince's neck. Oh how easy it would be to bite through the skin and sever that artery, bleed out all over the bed.

 

The predator side of Vidaer stirs but he's more interested in the fucking portion right now so all he does is bite down hard and suck on the abused flesh causing it to turn an angry red and some blood flow as his canines had pierced the skin slightly. With a low aroused rumble he licks and sucks at the beads of blood. His larger body blanketing the masochistic prince as he slams into him, very much the picture of a rough and wild animal mating or attacking its prey by catching it unaware.

[firebird]

The blonde's voice ascended in pitch as Vidaer lied along his back and continued pulling him onto his cock. There was no way there could be something better than this. How the hell did he abstain from something as good as sex? The new angle made the red head's cock slide in even deeper into his abused hole and it had him moaning even louder than before. His head was spinning and his senses left him a little more with every thrust, leaving only the sensation of touch and hearing. Touch, because it was hard to not become sensitive to all the all out pleasure assault on his body. Hearing, because his brain seemed have put all its remaining functions on straining to hear Vidaer's voice through the pleasure haze.

 

"Ah, Fuck!", he yelled as sharp teeth bit down on his neck. His voice trembled and quaked like an unstable building at the mercy of an earthquake. The feeling of the other man's teeth on such a sensitive place was too great. The new king began feasting on his neck, biting and sucking then licking the warm liquid he felt spilling onto his neck.

"Y-Y-you said...that I-I should mmmm..touch myself...ooh...ah... but i'm s-till tied up..."he paused to catch his breath ,"...ah, oh...un-untie m-me then."

He rolled his hips and clenched his ass muscles for good measure. If this man made him lose his mind so easily then he'd just have to make to make sure that the red head lost himself in his body.

It was fair enough wasn't it?

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer clicks his tongue while smirking. "You can't even find a way to release yourself without my help? So dependent already, what am I to do with you?" He teases while shifting a bit so he can get a hand between them to roughly remove the rest of the top binding Chezra's arms. That down his nails drag down the other's sides and then slides up his stomach over the hardened nipples to grip his shoulders. This new position has Vidaer laying flat against the prince's back and allows him to yank Chezra's entire body back into the thrusts.

 

He licks Chezra's ear before biting it. "How's that? Is that to your liking your highness?" He says in a mocking tone while resuming his harsh punishing pace which had slowed to allow him to take off the makeshift arm binding. Not waiting for a response he continues to abuse the prince's neck by biting and sucking harshly along the skin while his fingers bite into the other's pale skin.

[firebird]

Chezra screamed in abandon. He no longer cared if the entire kingdom heard his whorish cries; it all felt too good for anything else to matter. Given the opportunity to touch his neglected cock, his hand flew to said organ and started pumping immediately. He tried to support himself on the unoccupied hand but each time he tried a vicious thrust would have him collapsing back to the bed. His body felt so full with Vidaer so far inside and he loved every painfully, pleasurable moment of it.

 

Screams couldn't be formed by his abused voice box anymore. Instead soft mewls left his beaten up throat. He drooled lightly on one corner of bitten and swollen pink lips and his cheeks maintained a semi-permanent blush. Not to mention his eyes, bright azure had darkened to a lust-filled dark blue. If he saw himself he would've cried but then again he would have to be in his right mind to even care.

 

His eyes widened as he felt something drawn extremely tight in the pit of his stomach just about ready to snap.

He was coming. That much he knew from self-pleasure. He welcomed it with open arms.

 

As his body winded itself up more like a time bomb, he put his knuckles in his mouth trying to stop himself from crying out the other's name. The syllables had already planted themselves on his tongue but he would not say them. As mindless as he was at the moment, he still maintained instinct and something in the back of his mind told him that if he said that one word he would hate himself for it.

 

Ha, as if he won't hate himself enough already.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer licks his lips at the sight under him, having pulled back so that he's leaning over the other with one hand supporting him near Chezra's head. Seeing Chezra bite down on his knuckles to muffle something as he comes makes Vidaer want to rip it away but instead he stops and lets the prince attempt to save some face. Soon enough he'll call out Vidaer's name even when he's not coming in order to beg him for another taste or just to say it.

 

With that thought he leans back down to bite hard on the juncture of Chezra's neck and shoulder as he lets himself have his first release of the evening. Tasting blood in his mouth his thrusts become frenzied before finally spilling his cum into the warm and abused hole, coating it with thick fluid and continuing to thrust in to get it in as deeply as possible. Pulling out before fully done, Vidaer ruts along the crease of Chezra's ass to coax out even more cum to paint his back with it.

 

Pulling back, and releasing the other's shoulder causing strings of blood and saliva to connect them for a few brief moments before breaking, Videar looks down to take in the sight of what he's done to the once proud prince. Oh, he'll try to fight back once he comes back down from the euphoric feeling caused by sex, but both of them will know how much of that is just pretense and posturing.

 

He strokes his still half hard cock back to full mast with a smirk. "Don't think you're done just yet pet... I've got to check one more place to make sure that hasn't been tainted either." Roughly he grabs and handful of hair at the back of Chezra's head and moves him so his face is level with Vidaer's cock. The slick hard flesh rubs against both sides of the prince's face as if in greeting before sliding down to have the tip rub and press against his mouth. "Now then, open up and let's see if this is your first experience in tasting cock shall we?" He grins while his free hand goes to Chezra's jaw to force the mouth open as well as make sure he can't try to bite.