Our Master~ (Group RP)

[Sosuke0549]

This is a BDSM Master and slaves rp.

This Rp may include

Sex~

BDSM~

Cursing~

And

Violence~

Enjoy~

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[Sosuke0549]

 

 

 

Name: Jiro

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Position: Uke

Like(s): reading, And adding his master in anyway

 

Dislike(s): people disrespecting his master, being a burden. Being ignored. Heights and public humiliation, oceans/swimming

 

Personality: Jiro is very helpful to his master. Or try's to be... Tho he can be hot headed and short tempered. He gets easily jealous. And it's rather easy to make him cry. He's very sensitive physically and emotionally.

 

Past: His mother sold him for drugs when he was 7 and had worked in a sex club until he was 17 When his master bought him. He is completely devoted to him. And would do anything for his master. He loves him...But would never tell him. Knowing it would only anger his master.

 

Other: Jiro has bad vision so he wears glasses. He it terrified of heights and can't swim. So he hates boats, oceans, and pools. And just putting his head underwater freaks him out! As for heights- just climbing down the stairs is a challenge.

 

Jiro sat in the limo. His legs and arms crossed, pouting, sulking. Master had got another Slave and he was so mad! Mad and...hurt. Was he not a good enough slave? Was he not fulfilling his master's desires and wishes? He glared at the newcomer. Who sat across from him. He was cute...yes...But Jiro didn't like him. Master should focus on him and only him! Now he had to share Master's attention and touch.

 

He looked away. Leaning his forehead on the cold glass window. Trees and cars passing by. It was around 12:30 am. The sky was pitch black with slight twinkle's of stars in the sky. Not to mention a full moon. Jiro stared off into the night, pondering-

M..master... why did you have to win... will you throw me away soon. Have I done Something wrong? Is this punishment- ...have you figured out my feelings for you...

 

Grief struck his face.. If Master threw him away. He'd rather die then never see him again. He'd rather die a awful death then to not be touched by his Master. He'd do anything for him...He was completely devoted. And if the newcomer showed any sign of disrespect to his Soul perpous in life. He'd kick his ass! He fuck up that pretty little face of his!

[Keru-chan]

 

 

Name: Kirigaya Tomoe

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Hair Colour: Dark Brown

Eye Colour: Grey

Position: Uke

Like(s): Singing, water and playing the violin.

 

Dislike(s): Darkness, liers, small spaces and drunk people.

 

Personality: A self-dependant, stubborn and disobedient boy. That is exactly what Kirigaya Tomoe is. Having dealed with only hardships under the years he doesn't even dare to trust anyone and has a strong closed mind leaving his physical sensitivity as his only weakness together with a few other phobias. Tomoe always tries to not show his emotions but gets very easily flustered and hates to appear weak in front of others.

 

Past: Under Tomoe's short period of childhood he was often alone. His father was gambling away their money and spending it on alcohol while his mother was always working. He often got beaten at home and it only happened when his mother was away. At the age of six his mother took him away and they lived in a small apartment in the slums until the day when she passed away from a sickness on Tomoe's tenth birthday. Ever since then he have been alone.

 

Other: Tomoe is actually talented with playing the violin, having taken lessons when he was younger for money he himself had earned. For a long period of his life he used to play on the streets to earn enough money to pay the rents and for food. He is terrified of being in the dark and in small spaces after having been locked down in a small room in the basement by his father and has absolutely hates drunk people.

 

 

 

The memories flickered back and forth before his metal grey eyes. They were hazy, distant and at the same time alive. The familiar smell of smoke lingered in the air together with a strong sting of alcohol. Making him feel incredibly uneasy. Every single muscle and nerve that leapt under his pale skin was awake and the voices that continously broke the silence echoed in his head together with his own deep breaths. His hands, were placed behind his back. Tightly pressed together with a pair of handcuffs that chafed at his slightly fiery red wrists. He couldn't think straight and a pounding headache tortured him in the background. But what really frightened him was the sight of the men that all sat around the table. Ready to participate in the game that was about to start. Then you would surely wonder, why did he feel such a fear for something as simple as a game? Well, people says everything happens for a reason. And he had a very reasonable reason for harboring such a fear for the game. Because this game would decide which person his body would belong to. Just from this little game, someone would get the right to call themselves his owner. It was ridiculous, outrageous and inhuman. But it wasn't unexpected. Tomoe was very well aware of that such things as slave trading still existed. He had seen it with his own eyes. And he was doing it for the second time now. The only difference between those two memories was that he hadn't been the one to be the price in the first one. No, at that time he had been a simple observer and now he was ashamed that he hadn't done anything to stop it. Then suddenly everything became silent for a short period of seconds, then it came. Someone grabbed his handcuffs, lifted him up from the floor and held him still on his shaky legs.

 

The young boy blinked and returned to reality, finding himself sitting in a fancy limo. Well, the handcuffs were at least gone. A quiet unnoticable sigh slipped past his slightly parted lips and he softly grabbed his right wrist, hiding the red marks. But nothing could change the fact that he no longer was a free being. He who had just a few hours earlier, been on his way home from the grocery store had ended up here. The world was really a unfair place. But it didn't matter because in his eyes it had never been beautiful. Not even once. He would just have to simply survive. Because that was what he was doing, trying to survive in this ugly and unfair place. He had to be strong and stand up every time he falls. He had to continue to get up from the ground and not care about the pain. Because in this world, only the strong ones survives. Clenching his fists he raised his gaze from his hands for the first time and slightly glanced at the boy who sat straight across. And it wasn't a friendly face expression he got, instead it was a cold (almost threatning one) that the stranger replied him with. And the fact that he was almost completely surrounded by darkness didn't help. It did only strengthen the feeling of uncertainty.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

 

Name: Mibuji Alejandro

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Position: Seme

Likes: The sounds of begging, darkness, torturing, an occasional (good quality) cigarette, poker, reading a good book from time to time.

Dislikes: Whining, tears, weaklings, being in crowded places for too long.

Personality: Alejandro is a cold person - he won't hesitate for a moment if he has to kill someone to make something better for himself. He cares only about himself and the feeling 'love' is an unnecessarity for him. Just as sadness. He enjoys humiliating others, since he knows he has the power to rule over them - he's rich enough to think that way.

Past: He lived in a rich family until he reached 21 - then he was forced to marry a woman who died in an "accident". He told everyone that she'd fallen off a cliff - since Alejandro was always a good lier and an actor, it wasn't too hard for him to fake a few tears. From then, the only ones who lived with him were slaves... Though most of them disappeared as time passed.

Other: His favorite way of dealing with his slaves is learning what their fears are and then using them against them. Though he adores spanking as well - it's one of his few weaknesses.

 

 

Alejandro couldn't help the cold smirk on his face as he glanced at the mirror of the limo to watch the new slave he just won. He crossed his legs lazily before turning to the driver and snickering. "Hurry up, I can't wait to spend time with the boys~" He said somewhat cockily as the driver simply sped up - he couldn't have answered even if he wanted. The young master cut out his tongue when one time the man had said something wrong. The driver wasn't the only one... Alejandro had cut off various parts of his slaves and servants. It was the best way to make them obedient, he believed.

 

After some time, they reached a big, fancy-looking, yet still cold mansion. Alejandro hated warmth anyway... The purple-haired male waited until the door were opened for him, then gracefully slid out of the car and let out a cold smile as he looked at his mansion. He turned around and motioned for the driver to pull out his slaves as well. "Don't stay behind..." Was the man's only warning before he turned on his heel and began walking. Alejandro seemed graceful - like a silent killer, at some point.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro was quiet. Even after hearing his master's voice. He wanted to complain. Yell... show how pissed he was, but he knew it wasn't a good idea. If you got Master Mibuji angry, he wouldn't hesitant to take a body part from you. One of the reasons why he feared his master...and yet...he somehow fell in love with him. But he knew his master would never return such feelings. But he always hoped.

 

When the limo stopped- he gazed apon his home. If the walls could talk they'd tell one hell of a story. Jiro quickly got out- stopping for only a moment- to look back at Kirigaya.

"Hurry up...loser"

He hissed- and started running to catch up to his dear Master. The one He feared and loved. When reach his master- He hooked their arms together- clinging to him. Rubbing his cheek cutely, againest his arm.

"Master...d-does Kirigaya have to come too? Can it....can it not just be....You and I? "

He wanted his master to himself. And already hated Kirigaya. He had never wanted to so badly punch someone before. His strange light purple eyes staring up into his master's fierce dark blue ones. It was like staring into a fierce, crashing ocean.

"P...please Master..."

His voice slightly shaky.

[Keru-chan]

With a slight wince and an unpleasant shiver that leapt down his spine, the young boy swallowed the lump of nervousness in his throat and instead tried to forget and ignore what he had heard. 'Hurry up, I can't wait to spend time with the boys'. Completely unbelievable. Because the first things his thoughts trailed off to was things that weren't even worth to be mentioned. Or to be more accurate, he wouldn't even dare to mention the proposals that appeared inside his head. And with a discreet shake on his head, he suppressed the thoughts, the memories and everything else that seemed to want attention from his still not hundred percent clear mind.

 

After exactly one hour (he had actually counted to see how long it was from the city just in cause for his future plans) the limo suddenly stopped, waking him up from his nearly sleeping state and drowsily sweep his gaze around in the car. Where were the boy that had been sitting in front of him? And just after having created the question, he got the answer thrown in his face with an insult. Well, there he was. With a slight frown and a deep sigh Tomoe followed the other one's example and got out of the car to then momentarily stop to admire the mansion that rose up before him. Elegant. Beautiful and old style. The one that had won him was obviously rich.

 

Slowly walking, he took his time to examine the surroundings even though that the man had warned both of them for becoming after. It was understandale that the other one was so eager, after all this seemed to be his home. This house was however, completely unfamiliar to him. And that was the persons too. Besides, he wasn't the one to get ordered around and just obediently follow them. No, he believed in his own will and once upon as time the other boy had surely also had one. But by now it was just pure dust. He had seen it from the beginning that the boy had lost it. And he himself feared that he would lose his own in this house. Which is why he had counted how long it had taken for them to reach the house. As he had mentioned earlier in his thoughts. Just in case for future plans.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro scowled in something close to disgust when the other clinged onto his arm. Just after a few moments a loud 'slap' resonated through air as the older male had slapped his slave right across his cheek. "I didn't give you permission to touch me." He said coldly as he dusted off the arm that Jiro clung onto before. He hated when others touched him without him giving the permission first...

 

His cold blue eyes glanced back at his new slave and he tsk'ed. "Hurry up." The purple-haired male said coldly before turning around and walking towards the house with his steps keeping their gracefulness and firmness. The man let out a soft sigh as he reached the door and blinked lazily as a man opened them for him to come in. It wasn't that he was spolied from being rich - he merely loved the sight of people obeying him. He liked the power.

 

Once the tall male was inside, his cold gaze trailed over the hall and he sighed. Clearly he was expecting the slaves to follow him as he walked to the dining room, his lips pursed. Slaves weren't allowed to sit on chairs - both of them were to sit either on ground or, when they earned it, a pillow at their master's feet. The said male sat down on one chair, where from one side was placed a pillow for Jiru. Tomoe had yet to earn one for himself.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro Was stunned. The hard slap across his face stung, knocking off his glasses. He quickly cupped his soon to be red cheek. Wincing.

"I didn't give you permission to touch me."[/Quote]

Jiro's eyes watered. But no tears fell. He knew his master hated it When he cried.

"I..I'm sorry..."

He looked away- bending down to retrieve his nerdy square glasses. His head down as he continued to follow his master from behind. He was now quiet. Putting his glasses back on.

 

When they reached the dinning room Jiro immediately sat on his pillow on the floor at his master's feet. Slaves weren't allowed to sit on chairs so it was either sitting on the ground or (When you earned it) A pillow at Master's feet. And Jiro had earned it.

But he sat there dazed. Remembering his Master's scowl and disgust look. It hurt him. He curled up in a ball. His legs to his chest and chin to his knees. Holding himself. Sulking.

[Keru-chan]

A familiar sound cut through the air and he immediately stopped, noticed this feeling of nostalgia that filled him up from within. And unconsciously he had raised his arm to softly let his fingertips wander over his cheek. Expecting to feel pain and warmth. But it never came and he was drawn out of his thoughts by the man's voice. Loud, clear and annoyed. He slightly winced and speeded up some paces to reduce the distance. And even though he turned away his head he couldn't help but let his gaze rest on the stranger's blood red cheek. Wanting to pity the one that had just a few minutes earlier called him loser. But he didn't say anything, he only looked. And everything was as usual. He wanted to do something, but never did anything. Nothing really changed.

 

Reluctantly he followed the two other into the house making his way to the dining room while spinning around, trying to take in as much as possible before they would reach their destination. It was dark outside, and the only thing that broke the silence was the sound of a clock that told them all that it was twenty minutes past two. In the middle of the night he stood there, in a dining room waiting for the man or anyone at all to say something. And he didn't know what he should expect the man to say. Maybe something like ' You belong to me now' like they always did in the movies. But all those movies, they had happy endings. And something told him (his gut feeling) that this story wasn't going to be one filled with happiness. Stories with dark beginnings always had dark endings. He just had to collect his bravery and prepare himself for the upcoming fight. And for the new life that was waiting for him. But even so he felt somewhat frightened. With the picture of the red cheek in his mind and the fear of going back to something alike to his old life he stood there. On a safe distance from them both but still not too far away while trying to place his gaze anywhere else than on the man. Feeling that if he looked him in the eye, he would break him.

 

Tomoe remembered it all so clear. The pain that remained on his body and the sensitive bruises that his hand had left. But he had always hid them from his mother. Because he didn't want to bring her more trouble and bothersome things than she already had to deal with. He didn't want to be more of a burden to her than he already was. So he stayed quiet as the good child he was. Smiling and hiding the truth behind his metal grey eyes as he continued his life as everything was alright. And then on the nights he endured the pain only for her. Because he was a good child. He never screamed though and he never complained. He only received the hits and waited for it to be over.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro sighed in annoyance as he looked at the new slave with irritation clearly showing in his cold blue eyes. "Do I have to explain each and every detail? You sit on the ground at my feet." He said with something like boringness in his voice as he looked at the table and rested his head on his hand as he parted his lips the slightest bit. "Bring these two some food." He nearly spat out the words at a girl who was politely standing. She almost ran off once she heard the order - though she was limping quite bad. She used to be slow before... Alejandro merely cut off a few toes. From then she was never slow.

 

With a cold smirk gracing his face, Alenjandro looked down at the new slave. "Suck me off." He ordered plainly as he reached out to pat Jiro's head with his other hand. His blue eyes turned to his trusted slave as he smirked. "And you, come here. On my lap." The tall male said as his eyes didn't lose their cold even for one second. "You can feed me, aren't you happy?" Alejandro asked mockingly as he smirked coldly. "And later you'll get a punishment for what you did..."

 

Alejandro truly loved power - almost as much as he loved torturing. His long fingers slid over Jiru's black hair as he smiled coldly and brushed a few strands behind his ear. It wasn't that unusual for him to act this way - after all, it was so nice to see his slave's reaction when he turned from nice to evil in a few seconds.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro's eyes widened slightly.

"Suck me off."[/Quote]

It wasn't fair! Why was Master Alejandro letting him suck him off. He didn't want to share!

He suddenly felt a gentle pat on his head. He looked up meeting his Master's blue eyes, He was smirking.

 

"And you, come here. On my lap." [/Quote]

Jiro couldn't believe it. Excitement shined in his eyes. He early sat on Alejandro's lap. Facing him. His master's body fit perfectly in between his legs. But he had to be sitting on his knees if Tomoe was going to suck his master off. But his master didn't lose the coldness in his eyes.

 

"You can feed me, aren't you happy?"[/Quote]

Even tho his master was mocking him He didn't care. He was happy. He nodded.

 

"And later you'll get a punishment for what you did..."[/Quote]

Jiro's eyes fell. Was the hard slap across the face Not punishment enough?

"Y..yes Master."

And that's When Jiro felt his long fingers slid over his black hair as his master smiled coldly, brushed a few strands behind his ear. This gentle gesture made him tense up. Faintly blushing, as his eyes couldn't bare to meet Alejandro's. He loved these gentle moments with his master. They were the reason he fell deeply in love with him.

 

When the girl returned Jiro did as he was told. Feeting his master. He tried to ignore Tomoe. Even if he was here. His master wouldn't forget about him.. so he hoped. This was now a completion (in Jiro's eyes) to see who can keep Master Alejandro attention and affection. And Jiro refused to lose!

[Keru-chan]

The irritated glance in the man's eyes was enough for him to feel a slight worry. But even so Tomoe couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed by the other one's behaviour. It was like he owned the world. Well, he wouldn't have anything against it though. He himself didn't want this ugly and horrible world. It was trash. And trash belongs solely to trash and with that in his mind he suppressed the will to say the sarcastic sentence that had appeared in his mind. 'Sorry for not being a mind reader'. Instead he closed in on the other two and then sunk down on the floor in a sitting position. With a rather controlled face expression though. Even himself was surprised at how he had managed to lock his feelings in. But just as usual they didn't remain restrained for so long. No, they were released just shortly after he had accomplished it. And his first reaction was to widen his eyes in shock and slightly part his lips to then close his mouth and press his teeth together. Trying to withstand all the words that were flowing inside of him. 'Do it yourself idiot' 'Well you already have a dog there, why don't you let him do it? He seems eager' and then just a simple 'Fuck that. I'm not doing it'. The boy heaved down his eyelids, drew a deep breath and then once again revealed his metal grey eyes to replace his gaze on the man. Though a little lower down than he was comfortable with. Staring at the light curve of the pants following the man's sex. Calm. He had to be calm. But for every second that passed he just lost more and more of the courage he had built up. And his thoughts didn't help at all. Then slowly he stretched out his hand to the man. And noticed that it was lightly trembling.

 

'What the heck? Am I really going to do this?' He suddenly stopped, just at the button of the pants. Swallowing the lump in his throat. Then very hastily he withdrew his hand and stood up, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at them man.

"Fuck that. I'm not doing it" Even though his heart was nervously fluttering in his chest he sounded surprisingly determined. Then suddenly he felt how his courage once again faltered. "I mean why not letting him do it? He seems more than eager to do it" He said and pointed at the boy in the man's lap. He felt proud over himself, and at the same time he cursed his stupidness. Even though he was very well aware of the fact that this man was someone that didn't overlook, forgive or anything related to that he had still said it. Now it was just to stand by that choice and believe it was the right one.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro raised one eyebrow, still managing to do it ellegantly as he let out a sigh. "Jiro, off." He said quietly and, once the slave was back on the ground, the tall male stood up and harshly slammed Tomoe's head into the table. "You don't have the right to refuse, slave." He said coldly before pushing the boy onto the ground and comfortably putting his feet on the boy, pressing hard enough to cause serious pain. "Once I eat, you will be taken care of." His face failed to show any emotions - slaves were like dogs, after all. Just some work and they'd be obedient like little kittens.

 

The purple-haired male sighed as he closed his eyes and parted his lips again. "Jiru, you can continue..." He said quietly, still keeping the coldness. The tall male was just the slighest bit annoyed, yet... Somewhat excited. It'd been some time since he had a slave that dissobeyed. This might just prove to be some fun, but only if it didn't get too annoying.

 

With a sigh, the oldest male leaned back against his chair as he pressed his feet into the small body underneath him. "Don't think you'll get some special treatment because you're new." The man warned quietly as he put one hand on Jiru's head and smiled coldy as he lightly stroked his hair. "If you managed to behave like Jiru... I might as well think about the possibility of lessening your punishment."

[Sosuke0549]

"Fuck that. I'm not doing it" ... "I mean why not letting him do it? He seems more than eager to do it"[/Quote]

Jiro's jaw fell slightly in shock. How dare he! How dare he!!!His shock quickly turned to anger.

"Jiro. Off"[/Quote]

He quickly did as he was told. Standing and staring as Master harshly slammed Tomoe's head into the table.

"You don't have the right to refuse, slave."[/Quote]

Jiro remembered a time when he was like that. Disobent and rude. But he Quickly learned. And to his surprise, fell in love. He covered his mouth -hiding his small chuckles.

That's what you get! How dare you disrespect master. He watches as his master coldly pushes the boy on the ground and comfortably putting his feet on the boy, pressing hard enough to Probably cause serious pain.

"Once I eat, you will be taken care of." [/Quote]

Jiro stopped his laughing when his master called him. Jumping up, in surprise and slight fear.

Jiro, you can continue..."[/Quote]

"Yes master~ "

When the other Sat down he regrained his spot on his Master's lap. Feeding him. That cute blush returning to his face-when Alejandro petted him.

 

"Don't think you'll get some special treatment because you're new." ... "If you managed to behave like Jiro... I might as well think about the possibility of lessening your punishment."[/Quote]

Jiro suddenly frowned.

"T-that's not fair! "

Lessening a punishment. Master WAS giving him special treatment! He just contradicted himself!

"You never lessened my punishments. Why did you have to win that stupid card game! I don't want him here! "

He went off. His hot handedness shinning threw. He glared at his master slapping his gentle hand away from his head.

[Keru-chan]

The first reaction he got wasn't exactly the one he had expected. Only a raised eyebrow, still managed to hold his emotionalless barrier up before ordering the boy to move from his lap. Something that immediately brought forwards the natural instinct to flee. But he just stood there, frozen on the spot until it all happened so fast. A hand, buried in his dark brown hair and then a hard hit that made all the air be pressed out of his lungs. Leaving him breathless for a couple of seconds before he was thrown on the floor. Not being able to do anything against it because of the major shock from the pounding pain in his head and the roughness from the man. Separating his lips, he drew a short shaky breath. Trying to suppress the pain and the anger and instead remained on the floor feeling how a heavy weight was placed upon his body. Which strangely enough resembled a pair of feets. Then a light quiet chuckle left him, but it wasn't one filled with happiness or anything related to that feeling. No it was a rather dark one that left him. "Well I don't" He simply said, quiet under his breath just in case the man would get another outrageous thought to do something similar. Because for the moment, that was enough according to himself. And even though it hurt like hell, Tomoe was slightly pleased with the outcome. After all, being his footrest was in his opinion better than sucking him off. He still had some proudness left in there in his chest, and right now the man had gotten to meet it.

 

Then suddenly enough the other boy seemed to go wild instead of him and the man. Leaving the man's lap with some childish words about it not being fair. "Well kiddo, this world isn't fair and has never been. Get used to it already". His voice, letting out a slight coldness together with sarcasm he remained on the floor under the man's feet. Not moving a inch from the place where he lay. No, he simply closed his eyes and rested his head on his arms. Waiting for it to be over. Like he had done in the past. Receive, then wait. But in his thoughts he added a couple of more sentences that he didn't say out loud. 'Well I don't wanna be here either so we have at least one thing in common'.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

The only thing left on Alejandro's face was anger when his so trusted slave dared to slap his hand away. His blue eyes weren't cold anymore - they were furious as he stood up, this way tossing Jiro onto the ground. "Did you not learn yet how you must talk to me?" He asked coldy and, without any hesitation, delivered a harsh kick into the purple-eyed male's stomach. One after another, until he was satisfied. Then his cold face turned to Tomoe, at whom he scowled and picked up by his collar.

 

"You're just a slave." He reminded the young male as he slapped his cheek once with as much force as he could gather. Every servant in the room flinched from the sound. His blue eyes didn't lose their burning hatred as he narrowed them slightly and smirked coldly. "Though actually - more like a dog. Some training and you'll be very obedient..." Alejandro said with a light snicker as he continued to hold the boy by his collar before turning to Jiro.

 

"Follow me. Crawl." He said simply as he dragged the slave off, expecting for Jiro to follow as he was told to. Guess they were just too eager to get their punishment... Well, who was he to refuse?

[Sosuke0549]

"Well kiddo, this world isn't fair and has never been. Get used to it already".[/Quote]

Jiro glared at the new slave.

"What'd you say?! Don't call me kiddo! "

He suddenly felt his master get up. Causing him to fall on his ass.

"Did you not learn yet how you must talk to me?"[/Quote]

No. He knew full well. But his temper had gotten the better of him. Just when he was about to apologize his master harshly kicked him in the stomach, but he didn't stop there. He kept going. He grunted at ever hit. Trying to avoid his rain of terror. Whizzing When it was over. Struggling to breath, he curled up in a ball holding his stomach. Barring his forehead into the hard floor. His glasses falling off his face. A crack forming in the lens. He could hear his Master's voice. Telling off Tomoe, and he heard the sound of a very hard slap. But this time he wasn't laughing. And his stomach was hurting...He knew there'd be bruises in the morning. He jumped slightly- as his master's gaze fell apon him.

"Follow me. Crawl." [/Quote]

His voice chilling. But Jiro got on his hands and knees. Touching the ground. Searching.

M-my glasses... I can't see with out my glasses! My glasses!

Those glasses where special to him. It was not only his only par. But Master Alejandro gave him those glasses last year. On His 18th birthday. If he ruined them. He would be devastated!

 

When he found them. He quickly put them on shocked. His left lens had a huge crack in it...which would throw him off. His heart sank.

N...no! No! NO!

Tears welled up in his eyes. It was the only thing Master Alejandro ever gave him! And he broke it.

 

When he looked to his master. He had already left the dinning room...He had to hurry! Being the dog his master wanted him to be. He crawled after him. Fear in his eyes. Knowing what was coming...but still... He found himself crying.

"M-master- master wait! M-my glasses...my glasses," He cried.

"I broke my glasses. The glasses you gave me..I'm sorry. I'm sorry Master."

Crawling close behind him. He struggled to wipe his tears away. Knowing his master would only get more anger. But those glasses ment everything to him! And now it was hard to see...

[Keru-chan]

[Written on my phone >.

 

When it all ended, he woke up from his memories by someone roughly lifting him up from the floor. Holding his collar in a tight grip and then the only thing he could perceive was the burning pain and the sound that seemed to echo between the four walls. And a familiar picture appeared in his mind for a few seconds to then immediately disappear. Leaving him in the middle of a gasp for air. At first he hadn't a single clue about what had actually happened. Then it slowly came to him as his body was being dragged along the cold floor. With a quivering breath Tomoe raised his hand and gently caressed his cheek. Feeling how empty he suddenly felt. Like everything had fallen out of him, just at that moment when he had gotten hit. You're just a slave' the words seemed to burn themselves into his head and his hand slightly trembled. It hurt. It hurt so badly. But why didn't he do anything? Why didn't he resist? That was the questions he had inside of him but the truth was that at the moment he was too shocked to even dare to put up a challenge. Because suddenly he had returned to those days of never ending pain.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro let out a sigh as he dragged Tomoe off by his collar, completely not caring that it might've hurt for the slave. Honestly, he wouldn't even care if the boy died - sure, he'd lose his toy, but there were so many others he could get. Maybe ones that were already obedient... A small, cold chuckle left the tall male's lips as he glanced back at Jiro when he whined about his glasses, though it quickly turned into a scowl once he saw the tears.

 

"Stop crying." He almost hissed out as he tossed his new slave into a room onto the cold ground, then looked at Jiro. "Do well as you help me punish me and I'll get you new ones. Better ones." Alejandro said with a cold smile as he leaned down and harshly pulled on the black hair to make the other look at him. "But this doesn't mean you won't get your punishment." This cold, quiet whisper that left his thin, pale lips seemed to sound dangerous even like this - Alejandro wasn't one you could fool around with.

 

The blue-eyed male sighed to himself as he stood back up and stepped into the room, his smile softening the slightest bit when he saw all the torturing devices that were there - this was the room where he punished his slaves or servants. The bed was even made so that it could hold a person in place, there were various handcuffs and sex toys - most of them were whips, paddles, belts and everything else the master liked to use for spanking. He even had a special device made to hold people as he spanked them... Jiro, obviously, had already experienced that. And not only once, as far as he could remember.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro felt shivers run down his spine as his master told him to stop crying.

"Stop crying." .... "Do well as you help me punish me and I'll get you new ones. Better ones." [/Quote]

Jiro purked up. New glasses?! New glasses from his dear Master! He quickly whipped his tears away. Sniffling. Looking rather cute.

"T-thank you master. Thank you!"

His smiled faintly, looking as happy as can be- but it quickly disappears when he saw

Alejandro's ...cold smile on his gorgeous face, as he leaned down and harshly pulled on Jiro's hair to make the other look at him.The sudden pull surprised him and made him wince.

"But this doesn't mean you won't get your punishment." [/Quote]

Jiro tensed up staring in his master's eyes. He wished the other loved him. But he must hide it. Hide his feelings forever. When his love released him- He quickly followed after him into the room .

Still on all fours. Waiting to be greeting with roughness and pain. He glanced at Tomoe- seeing the red mark on his cheek from the slap (though his had mostly gone down by now) and the bruise around his neck from being pulled by the collar too hard.

 

He would not pity someone who disrespected his master. But he remembered the first time he ever saw this room. And how it scared the crap out of him. He bit his lip, not knowing what to say to the newbie. So he didn't say anything. His eyes fell to the ground as he waited to be punished for his wrongs. Reflecting on his actions And regretting them. He feared his love....for he knew his fears and weaknesses.

[Keru-chan]

His neck hurt, and his heart pounded so hard that he thought it was going to burst. But it didn't, and it all continued on. After half an minute he seemed to get a hold of reality and when he realized where this was going he prepared himself to break loose from the grip. But it was too late because suddenly, he was released. Being tossed aside, pretty roughly he heaved himself up from the cold floor with his hands and raised his gaze only to froze on the spot. The sight he saw, left him breathless on the floor. Strange things, such as whips, handcuffs and belts were hanging on the walls and in the middle of it all was a bed. Well, saying that he didn't became a little shaken up was to lie. But terrified? No. Not completely. But his body didn't seem to agree with him on that matter. His hands were trembling as he was crawling backwards and failing to remind himself of the other two he suddenly got stopped. Looking up, he realized that it was a pair of legs had stood in his way and after having rested his gaze on the man's face he winced and quickly got up from the floor backing away from them both. "S..Stay away from me!" And even though he tried to sound as manly as he could, it was only a shrill whimper that left his lips as he distanced himself from both of them. Questioning himself if it wasn't enough already. Why had he to be the one to go through all the shit? Why was it always him that had to live with only hardships? How much would he had to suffer before getting rid of this?

 

There had been times when he had been strong in those times of sadness. But that didn't mean that he had always been strong. Times of weakness had also existed. There had been times when he had hid himself in the closet and under his bed. Only waiting for his father to stop scream his name. Not being able to stand it anymore. And then there were those times when he just had walked straight to him. Not even bothering to think about anything. But here, in here he had nowhere to hide and he didn't want to offer himself to the predator. So what would he do? Just stand there? Well, that was at least what he did. Breathing in short sharp breaths trying to hide the fact that he feared the room and the unavoidable truth. He was a virgin, and the last place he wanted to lose it was in this room. And with those two near him.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro couldn't help but snicker at the way his new slave was acting like a "man". The purple-haired male breathed out quietly and tilted his head as he smiled coldly. "Why exactly do you even think I'd listen?" He asked quietly as he walked towards Tomoe and took his arm into his iron grip. "I don't mind using you as a toy for now, but that will get boring for me after some time." The tall male said with a small smirk as he dragged the other off to the bed and roughly pushed him down without giving him the chance to attempt getting away.

 

The man then turned to Jiro and sighed softly. "Cuff him to the bed, and make sure it's tight... But only his arms." Alejandro said simply as he tilted his head and smirked while looking around the room once more. Maybe a paddle this time? No, not the mood for that... Oh, that he could use. A newly purchased toy - he'd gotten it specially for Tomoe - well, more like for his new slave, whenever he got one. Only Jiro was starting to bore him a bit...

 

His blue eyes seemed to grow with excitement as he thought about what he could use - dildos, vibrators, he even had some spiked ones... Ah, definitely a cock ring.

[Sosuke0549]

Jiro stared at Tomoe. He looked scared, seeing his face reminded him of his past. He knew that fear and look very well.

"Cuff him to the bed, and make sure it's tight... But only his arms."[/Quote]

He heard his master. It was clear to him that Master Alejandro would being playing/punishing Tomoe first. And that pissed him off,but he did as he was hold. Hand cuffing the new-comer to the bed. Once he was done he found a spot on the floor and sat- curled up in a ball. He slightly felt sorry for the boy. And yet extremely jealous. He closed his eyes- waiting to hear the boys screams, moans, shrieks, and cry's. Master wasn't known for being gentle. But Jiro was terrified. Was master getting bored with him? Would he kill him if he didn't please him soon? He stayed in his little ball...looking sad. The new slave was a goner-

[Keru-chan]

The cold smile that the man's lips formed got unpleasant shivers to leap down his spine and the words that slipped out of the older wasn't anything that helped. Not at all. Then slowly, the other one got closer. And closer. Making him stumble backwards and then, unfortunately enough reach the wall. His arm was caught in a strong, merciless grip and as he himself tried to free himself from the man's hand he was dragged off in the direction of the bed. "Let me go!". Almost falling on his own feet they finally reached the bed and with a light surprised sound Tomoe was pushed down on the bed. Sinked down on the comfortable and soft surface and then, without even getting a chance to get up his hands were cuffed to the bed. Clenching his teeth he immediately began to try to break loose from the handcuffs. Which made the already existing red marks on his wrists even more visible.

 

It hurt. But he didn't stop. He was terrified. But didn't show it. And his heart, it was beating so incredibly fast that he could feel a sting of pain appear in his chest for every heartbeat. What were the man going to do to him? That was the only thought in his head for the moment. It glowed in the dark like a firefly. That face expression, it worried him. He weren't ready. Not at all. Parting his lips, he breathed in and exhaled out with his mouth. And the breaths were slightly shaky. Revealing that he was actually afraid. Crossing his legs tightly. "Don't you dare" He simply said, his voice quivering but his eyes showing a clear sign of seriousness. Raising his chin the boy looked at the older one. With a hard glance in his metal grey eyes.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Alejandro smirked coldly as he turned around to face the newly bought slave and chuckled. "Oh, you actually think you can stop me?" He asked quietly and shook his head with the cold smirk staying on his face. In one hand he was holding his new toy - a whip made out of five strings, with each one of them having a small metal piece at the tip. His blue eyes showed the same coldness with a hint of both anger and amusement at the same time. "Jiro... Hold his legs up, and make sure the skin is stretched out. You know what I want." The older male said as he looked over at the mentioned boy and sighed.

 

"Stop this childish play, Jiro. This itself is a part of your punishment." The tall male said coldly and quietly, like he usually talked as he breathed out and looked back at the slave he'd won today. "Why, could it be you're a virgin? I'm going to have a lot of fun, it seems." Alejandro said with a smirk to himself as he snickered and waited for the young boy with glasses to do what he was told to.