Karma's Curse (Coffee-Tastic and Noise Prince) (18+)

[Noise Prince]

 

Baby, I'll be your dog when you spoil me with multiple replies in a day :In love:

 

 

Kazu's rod was quite prominent under his clothes, though he convinced himself it was only noticeable if you were looking for it, or stared right at his crotch. He tried to adjust his newly donned clothing to make it a little more bearable to have an unattended erection trapped under it, but there wasn't much he could do to alleviate it. It would be an endurance run to the witch's house. But at least he wasn't naked, he had his clothes back on now. He rubbed his arms, to warm himself back up under the safety of his underwear, pants, and shirt, before Karma took his hand. Ito glared at Karma for such a demeaning gesture, and at the joyous teasing about his painfully lonely dick, the one he raised for the intent to abandon. biting his tongue to keep back any smart replies that might cost him his clothes again. He bit back his tongue to avoid replying with something smart that might make him lose his clothes again. But when he was told that he'd be losing them anyway, when they got to his house, he couldn't hold himself back.

 

"So you'll be naked as well?" He spat back at the insinuation that he was a dog undeserving of clothes, implying Karma was one, too, as the man pulled him out of the alley. Karma was a freak, Kazunari was having a hard time understanding him. He was punishing him for having what he thought was an undesirable attitude, that was made clear, but his means was… disturbing. He wasn't sure what the nature of it really was, how far he was going to go with it, and for how long he intended for it to last.

 

He hadn't noticed before, he hadn't had the opportunity, but Karma was actually a good deal shorter than him! He knew size didn't equate with power and strength came in small packages, sure, but that was a mental understanding. His gut reaction was a mortification that his tormentor was shorter, and could still strip him bare, literally, just by telling him to, that the one person who could tell him to beg for the pleasure of being punished, and he would, and he wasn't even taller than him. It wasn't something Karma was doing, of course, but it made Kazu resent him all the more.

 

"Psh- a collar…" He scoffed at the idea, thinking it was absurdly abstract, putting a collar on a human, before he reminded himself this was Karma. For all he knew, he really was only regarding him like a dog. Hell, he was a witch, maybe he was even planning on turning him into a dog! Kazu unintentionally clenched Karma's hand. He really could just do about anything to him. What was a human when humanity was subjective? It was a cold reminder not to underestimate Karma, and not to lose himself in his persona, and keep himself in check to avoid further wrath.

 

"W-woof…?" He muttered, turning his face away. His cock was rubbing against his clothes as he walked.

[Coffee-Tastic]

( ;3 then say woof~)

 

Karma rolled his eyes at Kazunari's attempt to snap at him. Will he be naked as well, he asks. No. Kazu wasn't going to be given the gift of seeing him naked. And even if he was planning on being naked at any point, the difference between him and the dog was that Karma had a choice because HE was the master in this new, strange relationship that formed out of Kazu being a complete asshole and Karma being someone who liked to give people what they deserve. The blond would just have to see for himself how things were going to go once they got back. For all he knew, Karma could actually turn him into a dog. It was possible, but just like what happened when the Raven appeared to be someone else, the longer he let a spell go on for, the greater toll his body went through. Headaches and nosebleeds, they only would occur from complicated spells like transformations and other things. Giving someone a curse this strong and long lasting, it wasn't necessarily using a spell. It was more conceived from using a certain amount of magic to create the dark cloud above Kazu called a curse.

 

"That wasn't a very enthusiastic woof, Kazunari," he sighed, looking at the other man with a disappointed frown, "Could you at least pretend to be excited you have someone taking your stray-ass home to a warm... And that under my roof, the only bad things that will happen are from me instead of an invisible force that can actually kill you..." Smirking, he let go of Kazunari's squeezing hand reached down to rub his hand on the boner the man was sporting under his pants, "So bark louder for me, doggy, let the whole neighborhood know I just got a new pet! Don't by shyyy..."

 

It might be seen that he was actually thinking of Kazunari as a dog at this point, with the collar, forcing him to be naked and telling him to say woof, but it was just going to be a long term role he would give the blond. If he really thought of him as a dog, he'd probably be giving him more pity because he loved animals, and pity wasn't something he was planning on giving to Kazu even if the world depended on it. Actually, the world depended on Karma to fix this man and make him a normal, functioning human being like everyone else... "Woof. For. Me." He gripped his crotch and leaned closer, "You sorry, sorry dog..."

[Noise Prince]

(*sees yet another reply* Woof woof!!!)

 

Kazu was fluctuating a good deal from what he seemed to understand when he was naked in the alley. On his feet, and clothed, he was a completely different man than who was on his knees, naked. He had always been the type to take a mile when given an inch, so this small leniency from Karma was enough to give Kazu the confidence, or rather smugness, to talk back even in this amount, even when he knew it wouldn't be good for him. Fortunately, Karma didn't really react to it. It was ultimately a good thing, but Ito realized he wanted a reaction. Without the acknowledgement, even the amount of spite he could muster was effectively useless as a weapon, or as a means of defense. Karma knew that. He was the one in power, he had control.

 

But Kazunari returned his frown when Karma expressed disappointment. What did he expect, for him to really eagerly respond barking and panting, like a grateful stray? Even if that's what he wanted from him, he couldn't expect a human being forced in this situation to put on that kind of act. But the look on his face indicated that yes, that's exactly what he expected. His hand slid away from the blond's, and found it's way against his erection, lightly rubbing it, electricity surged through him, and Kazunari could have whimpered, but refrained from giving Karma the satisfaction, and fought the urge to pull away and cower from his cruel, soft touch.

 

"A-alright I-" He was about to verbally protest, at the very least, when Karma continued, and he had the sense at least not to talk over him. His face heated over again, turning red in the humiliation of a man like Karma openly fondling him in the streets, demanding he bark.

 

Karma was incredibly straight forward from the start, about what he thought about him, about his intentions, about what he wanted him to do, nothing was cryptic, nothing he made Kazu figure out before having him do it. The biggest mystery, was just how far his cruelty could go. How much he'd make him suffer, how much he'd punish him just to make him do something that could be arguably worse. He gripped his sorry member, and demanded again he do what he wanted, and this time Kazu couldn't measure his pride to his demand, like before, in the alley. More out of frustration than anything, Kazunari leaned his head back, and let out a bark, louder than he expected, and that cracked at the end. If that didn't satisfy Karma, then he better just leave Ito in the street, because that's all he'd be able to bring himself to do. It was as if that bark emptied him. And even if Kazu was exaggerating his own humiliation, it was likely some residence nearby heard his awkward, animalistic cry.

 

He never wanted to be in Karma's house so badly. Or for someone to stop touching his dick so badly.

[Coffee-Tastic]

(Fufufufu

 

His colored eyes not once looked away from the golden retriever, watching to take in every bit of his embarrassed reactions. Hearing the loud bark, his frown turned into a smile, glad he wouldn't have to repeat himself. The word he got was nice and loud, it also correctly shaped how fucking shameful his dog felt in that last tune of a crack in his voice. He was expecting some hesitance at first, but it must not have happened since Karma was grabbing his manhood blatantly in the street. Chuckling, the witch let go of his crotch and patted his head with a cute, innocent grin, "Ah, good boy!" Taking his hand again, he walked on ahead merrily, "Now let's get going to your new home. I hope you like it!" His happy expression were all to spite the man, who was having a really bad day. Bad day for Kazu. Happy day for Karma, serving righteous, and now, perverted justice one sad human being at a time.

 

Hopefully his dog will show more manners all on his own soon enough. It was also possible that he'd have to disciple him more in order for him to start doing things correctly without being told. No matter. They had until the end of time for Kazu to get it right, though Karma was starting to really enjoy putting the blond in situations like these. His face, the tears in his eyes and the regret of every decision made, it might get easy for Karma to go overboard just to see more... But remember. Karma wasn't a sadist. Not that he'd ever admit that is. He was being quite sadistic with how he was treating him and it definitely wasn't going to get any better once his punishments would be in a more secure, private place like his home.

 

The rest of the walk, the witch didn't say much more at all, rather, he was humming a little song, delighted to be coming home with something more sweet than the sugar in his hand... Karma had a small two story house on a quiet, little block. The street lamps were a milky white and all the other houses were nicely maintained visually from the outside, Karma's being nothing less of that. He opened up the front gate for them and led them to his door, "Now, Kazunari," he said, glancing at the man with his expression more neutral, "This is a witch's house... It's not a normal place, okay? I don't want you touching anything that you shouldn't. Weird looking Flasks, bottles, boxes, please don't open them. And don't break them especially. If you happened to crack open the wrong thing, there might not be any helping what happens to you because of it." Though that was true for the most part, his warning was only to make sure he didn't go throu his things if for some reason he wasn't around. Nothing here would kill him, but... Not everything was meant to be used or activated without reason.

 

Pushing open his door gently, he let go of the dog's hand and pointed to the corner, "take off your shoes please," he gave a sudden dark chuckle with his voice dropping out of Karma's normal range of tone, "And don't think I forgot. Take off all of your clothes too, heh heh......" And then it went back to normal, "Alright, time to finish the cake! You can leave your clothes in the closet right here and then come to me in the kitchen. No touching your dick, okay, boy?" Ruffling his hair roughly, the witch, kicked off his shoes and proceeded in his neat, warm colored home, giving Kazunari at least a moment to pack away his pride by himself.

[Noise Prince]

(woof

 

It made Kazu sick to hist stomach to see how pleased his bark made Karma. He hated this bastard! He was desperate to make him happy, to satisfy his sick sadism, but at the same time he heated to give him what he wanted. All Karma wanted was his complete humiliation, his suffering, and it was a terrible trade off. If he gave Karma what he wanted, it lessened his suffering, but he still had to suffer for it, and if he refused Karma, Karma increased his suffering and still got what he wanted. There was no way Kazu could win, but he was still forced to play his game. Karma released him, and Kazu let out an almost exaggerated sigh of relief. He didn't look up, or react when he mocked him, and patted his head. He took his had again, this time the blond's hand was limp in his, in the smallest protest, as he was led out of the street and towards the witch's home.

 

The walk there was quiet, and it gave Kazunari plenty of time to think, and to dwell on things. Not his own actions that led him to this point, not his own attitude, and not even on his reactions to Karma's torment. No, what he thought of was what Karma would be like in his home. What would the home be like? What if he had a dungeon? What if he kept Kazunari locked up and beat him with whips and chains, as the cliche goes? Then again, from how he reacted when he first introduced himself with a name like Karma, threatening death if he made a snide comment, Kazu figured he was a man who hated such cliches. Earlier he thought he might be kept as a naked maid, but Karma was also interested in toying with him to the point of arousal, then taking glee in leaving him unattended and not allowed to relieve himself. Shit, what if this was something he did constantly, on a daily basis? Was it possible to die from that?! Or what if he really was his dog? He'd collar him, keep him naked and on the floor, fetching his slippers with his mouth. There really was no telling with a fucked up bastard like Karma.

 

They approached a really nice neighborhood, a really attractive line of houses. It was hard to believe that not only did Karma live in a house, but that a horrible witch lived in such a lovely place. Kazu could only dream of living in an area so pleasant. Of course now, it was his nightmare. Karma took him to the front door, then stopped, looking at him with something other than sadism twinkling in his eyes.

 

"I-I won't touch anything." Kazu couldn't tell if it was a threat or a genuine warning born of concern. He couldn't imagine that Karma would actually be worried about any unintentional harm coming to his new dog, but why else warn him? Either way, he wasn't about to touch suspicious things in this creep's house. But he was curious to see them. He followed Karma indoors, looking at the corner he pointed in. He winced when he mockingly reminded him that he had to remove all his clothes again, as well. But at least his home was warm. Ito winced, pulling away when Karma ruffled his hair like that. He waited until Karma left him, before kicking off his own shoes into the corner bitterly. He stripped himself down, and threw the clothes into the closet on the floor, thinking it'd be easier to get to later than if he hung them. Karma probably didn't want them hanging up with his, anyway. He took off his socks, too, just because being naked with socks on was worse than without socks. His cock had soften to a half-hearted stance, and wasn't as miserable as before. But after Karma cackled that warning not to touch it, it made him all the more upset that he was in any state of arousal at all. He really hated this witch.

 

The blond made his way to the kitchen, which smelled sweet and warm. Like a real home. Karma didn't look the sadistic monster at all when he was baking a cake. He wondered what he wanted him in the kitchen for, if he had him naked, and Karma was making a cake. It was a little unsanitary to have him help bake, wasn't it? Of course, he was a witch, germs probably weren't an issue for him.

[Coffee-Tastic]

His eyes closed merrily, Karma had opened up the bag of sugar and took his measuring cup out from the side, "Sugar, vanilla, all purpose flour..." he chuckled, feeling like a bakery chef from how fluidly he knew how to make cakes at this point. There was so much variety to what he could make with his hands and though his friends would be expecting him to make some kind of masterpiece from him and they would! They'd be getting he best vanilla cake they ever had. The thing is, vanilla cake bought from mix was so basic. Handmade cake was always so, so much better.

 

Karma just happened to pick up cooking when he was in secondary. It was required of him to join a club and out of them all, cooking is what he chose over any sports and academic clubs. Other male freshmen usually looked over cooking since it was "a woman's task" and went for basketball or chess... Cooking seemed like a good skill to have. He didn't understand why the others thought they wouldn't even give it a try. And in the end, guys were jealous of him because he scored into a club that was full of cute girls. And with Karma being in there, the capacity for members was reached so none of those guys who missed out could get in anymore. He felt lucky. One of the girls from that club happened to be the girl who took his virginity too! So on top of being surrounded by girls, he learned how to cook and bake! There was no downside to that club at all and it was always fun to hear interesting gossip that he normally wouldn't have heard if he wasn't in the club.

 

Opening his eyes hearing Kazunari come to the kitchen, he gave him a glance and pointed to the floor beside him, "Dogs sit next to their master. So come sit down and wait for me to finish mixing. And shut your mouth as well, I'm focusing." The order wasn't that harsh. It was just to sit down beside him and Karma didn't even reassert himself to make sure if he did it or not. Kazu was going to sit, he wasn't that stupid not to obey him... It obviously wasn't the worst thing he could do yet. Taking his hand mixer, he started to mix up the powders and the vanilla he put in the bowl, practically ignoring Kazunari for the time being.

 

He got himself a few eggs to crack open for the yolks, fresh cream and even brought over an orange. Inserting the cream and egg jolks, he only opened up the orange to squeeze a little of the juice with the mix. With no words coming out his mouth, he seemed quite content and that was his point. Because now that he had to mix for a few minutes, he could get his dog to do something he probably didn't expect in the silence.

 

"Alright," He turned his back to the counter, keeping the bowl in his arms, stirring, then glared down at Kazu with a smirk, "Now do me a favor. Get me to cum for me please. My hands are busy at the moment, but you'll do it for me unless you want to literally become a dog."

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari joined the tennis team for a while in high school. He played soccer in junior high, which he was really good at and preferred, but the problem was being on a team. In tennis that was minimalized, and he didn't have to worry about the coach getting on his ass about show boating or not getting engaged with the team, since he was the only player on the court. He became quite good quickly, he had always been pretty good with sports, so when he was put into team matches, he could easily blame his other partner for not working as hard or playing as well, and have it be believed, rather than his shortcomings be blamed. He also joined a reading club, since there were only two other very inactive members, so often times he was alone in the clubroom.

 

His father really wanted him to join clubs that were more traditionally masculine, like judo or kendo, but choosing tennis was a small way to rebel against his father's idea of what he should do with his own masculinity. He liked having a net separating him and his opponent, too. He wished he had that sort of barrier now with Karma. His kitchen was large, and nice. The room smelled sweet. Kazunari only learned to cook when he left home so suddenly, as his mother did all the cooking prior, so he could only make rather simple meals at first. Plus he never had a lot of money for better ingredients, so he never improved much on that, either. Whenever he lived with a boyfriend, though, it was different and he got to eat a lot of better foods than he usually could on his own. He wondered what the arrangement with Karma would be.

 

...Aside from the obvious master-and-dog arrangement Karma had decided on.

 

Kazunari grimaced a little at the order, and shuffled over to Karma, and sat at his feet, his back to the cabinets. This wasn't so terrible, just sitting here in comparison to what a dog would do? It was the best Karma could do while actually doing something productive, Kazu figured. So Kazunari pondered on what Karma's plans might actually be for him here.

 

Clearly he was supposed to live here so Karma could continue his fucked up concept of a punishment, but Karma implied that he'd be living here rent free, or at least for a while. What about food? Kazunari figured he wouldn't be cooking for him, and if he intended to make Kazunari cook, he'd be disappointed in what he could make. Would they be buying their own food and cooking separate meals? That was a lot of dishes, something Kazunari assumed would be something he'd have to clean. Karma continued baking, and Kazu stole a quick glance up at him, and it sent shivers up his spine. It was really freaky to see that sadistic witch so genuinely content and happy, not from torture, but from something as simple as baking a cake. Maybe it was torture-related.

 

He jumped a little when Karma talked to him, very lost in his own thoughts. He glanced up, and saw a very familiar expression on his face now, and his stomach grew tense with dread. Kazunari scowled at him, then tentatively lowered his stare to his crotch. He remembered that he'd gotten half-massed from messing with him in the alley, though he didn't remember making note of it. The same thing was about to happen to him if he did it. And he really didn't want to have to deal with a hard cock he could touch again. But being turned into a dog was far, far worse. He muttered something under his breath, and rolled onto his knees, in front of Karma.

 

"If I can find your tiny fucking-" He grumbled, as he started to undo his pants, and pulled out Karma's witch dick. He stroked it half-heartedly in his hand for a bit, but he knew what Karma was expecting, so after a few motions, he moved his head towards it, and took the tip of him into his mouth, lightly sucking on just the skin of the head, his hand moving up and down the shaft. He winced while taking it further in his mouth at the realization that he might come in his throat. He hadn't ever let any partner before now do that.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Karma's eyes thinned as he was mocked so childishly, frowning, "Watch yourself, dog." Kazu can just shut his mouth because just because he was shorter didn't mean his dick was small, it was pretty much the same size as the blond's but it was instinctively more attractive than his because one he shaves, and two, Karma's dick was just purely more pleasing to look at. Or, that was what he was thinking. He could get quite full of himself when comparing himself to people he didn't like, just as anyone else would except others would comment about their looks, Karma commented about their dicks only because Kazu wouldn't keep his trap shut for two seconds without saying something stupid. It was a miraculous, tragic talent that the witch was going to kick out of the dog whether he liked it or not. At least now the blond's trap actually was getting busy with something more pleasurable than letting out his annoying voice.

 

Mixing up the ingredients, he looked down at what he was doing , making sure everything was being blended nicely... Having his cock sucked off and touched felt good, but he was just doing a very good job at keeping the pleasure to himself for now. A warm mouth felt good no matter who it was, some were just better at using it that others. As his length slowly reached it's full size, Karma's face naturally reddened from the sensations and moved the mixing bowl to the side of his arm so he could get a better view on the blond sucking him off. Karma still simply loved seeing the disdain on Kazunari's face from doing something he didn't want to be doing. Sucking off the witch that made his life suck more ass that he already did on a normal base, probably, must suck. "Mmm..." Purring, he stirred and grew a grin on his face, "You could look like you're joying it more, Kazunari. Tsk tsk."

 

Lifting his foot up and pressing it on Kazu's cock, he stroked up and down using his toes to tease and touch his dick halfheartedly as well. It wasn't exactly easy to do his best with his foot, especially when it was covered in a sock. Well he hoped the dog liked a little extra warmth to that throbbing cock of his. "Need some more encouragement?" Karma's eyebrow raised as he also let the bowl to the side since he was feeling exceptionally dastardly now that his dick was a lot harder. Grabbing the man's yellow hair tightly, he yanked his head closer to him, biting his bottom lip with a lust groan, "Fufu~ Oh how much better! What a good boy, Kazunari..." Rough? Yeah well... His easy excuse to do whatever he wanted was and would always be that Kazu deserved it. Kazunari's sins have been running up since he was old enough to think for himself.

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari didn't react much, hiding a bit of a smile he would have otherwise openly displayed, when Karma clearly showed he was bothered by his little comment. Of course, Karma's dick wasn't all that small when he released it from his pants. In fact, flaccid, it was larger than Kazunari's, though Kazu's was a grower, as Karma had learned, and grew as he got harder. He hoped, for the small bit of dignity he could get, that Karma wasn't a grower as well.

 

The blond was actually very good at sucking dick, and he enjoyed it. He loved being over a partner's body on a bed, and lowering himself and taking their cock in his mouth, toying with the hardening flesh with his tongue, causing the person under him to twitch and writhe helplessly under the pleasure, it was so fucking hot. He was trying to hold back now, though. Karma didn't deserve a half-decent blow job, let alone one Kazu could give him. He wanted to make it slow and boring so Karma would eventually just get bored of it. But it was hard to fight old habits. Karma's dick hardened against his tongue and lips the more he moved both over his shaft, and head. He licked the slit, moving the tip of his tongue over it slowly, while it was still in his mouth. Kazunari slowly took in half his length, and slowly slid out. He would occasionally catch himself and make himself do the actions slowly so they'd be less enjoyable, or stop altogether and resort to boring and tedious motions. He really hated Karma, he was getting impatient waiting for him to get bored and take his cock out of his mouth. But for the most part, Kazunari was slipping, and despite the sullen expression on his face, was working over his dick with a considerable amount of effort. He only looked up to give a defiant glare to the witch for even suggesting he pretend to like this.

 

It was hard not to suck him off decently, though, when the act of sucking someone off, even someone as awful as Karma, was arousing him as well. Whether Karma noticed this or was just an ass, Kazu choked on his cock when he felt his warm foot against his half-hardened dick. His own cock was a more devoted slave to Karma than Kazu himself was, immediately reacting to the touch, in a way that made Kazu ache, knowing Karma only intended to use it to cause him more pain and discomfort.

 

He slowed a bit when Karma put his bowl down, thinking he was done with him and would push his naked dog away and maybe let him retreat to the bathroom to take care of himself. Instead, he felt the witch's hand grip the back of his hair, and force his head forward. His hard, thick cock slid into his throat, Kazu gagged. He sputtered a bit, saliva covering his cock, and his chin. He hands few from his shaft to the cabinets behind Karma, to brace himself for Karma's next move. And from this position, it seemed likely Karma's next move was face fucking his captive blond.

[Coffee-Tastic]

It was pretty funny how the dog just braced himself for more to come as if he was about to get punched or something... Face fucked? Well yeah that can count as something he was going to hurt him with. And yes making Kazu's throat go raw from being fucked counted as that too. Karma thrust himself in the other's mouth brutally, passing his gag reflex and feeling the blond's wet, tight throat. Gosh when was the last time he's even able to be so rough with a partner? He wouldn't be rough with someone he cared about and didn't like it when those partners were rough with him. Karma had a surprisingly delicate body, so he was more suited for hurting others... Not that he did that often. He really wasn't ever too harsh with more deserving people like his sex friends and booty calls.

 

Well then it was actually was unfortunate that Kazu would be the first real person to see these sides of Karma, the one that really enjoyed fucking the hell out his throat while he was naked on the kitchen floor, being his dog. "Ahhh~ mm..." He moaned, biting his bottom lip as he looked down at the blond, who was chocking while he rammed his cock in his mouth repeatedly. It felt so good to be so mean, he liked doing things slow and loving a lot too, but right now he very much liked it his way. He wasn't sure about Kazu, but for him, he ground his foot on Kazunari's dick more generously, "Kazu's mouth feels so good... I hope you feel the same about my foot, dog, because this is all you're going to get. And you're not coming until I do either..." Kazu was of course given no chance to say anything since his mouth was... still full. Sighing heavily with lust in his voice, he closed his eyes, panting and moaning more loosely.

 

It was soon starting to seem that he was loosing his own self because of the pleasure he gave himself, gaining his own blush that complimented his attractive smirk. Now he'd love to continue on more, but he had a cake to finish. And he would just give Kazunari his cum through his throat, but that would just be too generous for him right now... So when he felt like it was all he could take, Karma pulled away the dog's head, his cock freeing out of his mouth. The witch opened his eyes again, his lust gaze twinkling with darkness once more as he grabbed his length, stroking it a few times when his mess released over Kazu's face, "Theeeres for the doggy... Haha... Hah..." He breathed heavily from his orgasm, Karma completely satisfied with his white work on the dog's features, "I like this look for you, haha!"

[Noise Prince]

 

*high pitch squealing*

 

 

Kazunari had but a second to brace for Karma to push his dick down his throat again, forcing it hard and fast deep into him. He felt his throat tighten around his dick, struggling with the mass of it. His eyes watered against his will, as if his tear ducts thought this was the last day he'd ever cry and they wanted to take advantage of it. Fortunately they stayed on his waterline. Kazu wasn't unfamiliar of rough sex, though he was never on the receiving end of it, this was entirely different. When he usually sucked cock, he got the satisfaction of feeling like he had control of the person, they were squirming and moaning because of his mouth. But now, that was gone. There was nothing but his mouth and throat being used.

 

His fists tightened against the cabinets behind him, his eyes closed just as tightly. It hurt. His cock thrusting in and out, reaching deep into his throat, feeling him constrict around it before he pulled out again. Breathing was difficult, but listening to Karma's pleasured moaning made it all the more unbearable. The sick fuck. His groaning was so grating, it was almost worse than the actual face-fucking. It'd be more easy to endure if he had earplugs or something. He wanted to just pull away and hide from him, but it also felt so surreal now, that such a thing could be happening to him. In this scenario, too. A witch cursed him?! And is turning him into a dog?! Who could accept such a thing?

 

He growled the best he could, his throat vibrating over the witch's cock, in response. His fucking foot. Jesus. It didn't even feel that good, it was just his foot in a sock, pressing and rubbing on him. But he was so fucking desperate right now it was almost painful for even that amount of playing with. Breathing was still hard, he hoped Karma would just finish and cum down his throat soon enough. He just wanted to be left alone now. He wanted to breath, he wanted Karma's fingers out of his hair, he would kill for a bath. But Karma continued for quite a while longer, each minute growing longer to Kazu.

 

Karma didn't come. Not in his throat. Kazu's head was yanked away, and Karma's cock was pulled out of his throat and mouth, and Kazu gasped for air greedily, gasping. He glared up at Karma, unsure of why he pulled him off, what he was going to do next. The witch started to stroke himself, lubricated with Kazunari's spit, and the blond grimaced.

 

"C-come on… don't…"

 

One time, with an earlier partner of his, Kazunari was sucking them off, and suddenly they cried out like they were in pain. Concerned, he lifted his head to check on them, and they released on his face without warning. Kazunari was about to laugh about it, reaching for the tissues nearby, when his partner looked like he was about to cry. He profusely apologized. Kazunari was a lot of things, but good-natured or well humored were not descriptors usually used for him, and his boyfriend genuinely thought Kazu was going to be angry at him. Kazu acted irritated with him, and wiped his face. They never laughed about it, and from then on Kazunari knew he wouldn't be able to laugh with him again. The relationship didn't last long, but Kazunari didn't learn his lesson. He had to sacrifice a good deal with his partners for the sake of this life-long crafted persona.

 

This was the second time his face would be covered in cum. He flinched when Karma released, and that hot white fluid landed over his face. Now, he laughed a little, oddly enough. He couldn't before, but when he had nothing to prove to Karma, it was like he needed to make up for last time, so he chuckled a little.

 

"Don't get used to it," Kazu told him, once his short-lived laughter died, and he looked up at him. "Next time, I'll bite on your dick so you can't take it out to come on my face."

[Coffee-Tastic]

Never being so rough with someone without need of mercy, his heart was still racing fast from the high, the excitement being like feeding an alligator human meat~ they grow a taste for it. And he could say he felt like this tasted very good. But no. Still not a sadist...! But maybe a selective sadist would be a proper term. He'd never want to do something like this with someone he saw as a good person. He didn't ever look down at anyone around him, even if he had a partner between his legs the same way Kazunari was, Karma would not grab his partner's hair or show any kind of evil behavior. With people like Kazu, they deserved every bit of a bad time. And you best believe that it'll only get worse now with the witch liking the taste of roughness and domination. "Wow, I had no idea you liked having my dick in your mouth so much, Kazunari," Karma took a final deep breath, grabbing his mixing bowl. He still had yet to take his foot off of the hard member the blond was still sporting. "I feel sick just saying it, but I know you're not stupid enough to prevent me from having my way. You know where you stand in my house... rather, you know you sit in my house. If you really do think doing something funny like that will result in no consequences, I should just kill you, right?" His eyes widened with his smile becoming an eerie straight line, his voice dropping dark and deep again, his head leaning down towards his dog, "Because that just means you're not trainable. A dog that can't be trained is better of dead, don't you think, Kazunari."

 

He could pull off looking absolutely insane very well to say in the least. Only the people he knew could see him acting like this and laugh while clapping. It wasn't in his nature to ever want to kill anyone, not at all.

 

He was friendly! "Maybe I need to get you fixed, Kazunari, so you don't act so bad. Castration might work well for a guy who thinks he's got the biggest balls in town." He pressed his foot hard on the other's cock, grinding his foot on it with a sharp roughness.

 

He was kind! "Wanna think about that or would you like to apologize sincerely to your fucking master for saying something out of line like that?" He hissed with a growing smirk, you can swear that his teeth even looked a bit jagged if you stared at his grin for too long.

 

If anything, this 'training' might be more for entertainment for Karma. He can say whatever he wanted to, he could do anything to Kazunari and he would never feel bad about it for a second. Guilt was not a friend of Karma's, he hated feeling it. He always did his best to avoid having that feeling, but he was human, things happen, so usually it doesn't take long for him to apologize to the person and try to make up for it. He couldn't be mean for the life of him when it came to people. Dogs and pigs didn't classify as people though, it was all good.

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari clenched his teeth, though sighed through them a bit when the cruel witch released his hair and he was able to pull away from him, lower his face to Karma could no longer have a good look at his face covered in cum. He sat back on his heels, though that didn't move him from Karma's determined foot. He hoped he'd just be done with it already, but of course the witch wasn't about to let such a comment slide with no repercussions. It was more difficult holding back his tongue, though, than it was to endure all of this. He'd just have to deal with the consequences until he could handle those urges. He knew he'd regret saying it as the words formed on his lips and rolled off his tongue. He was glad he had angled his face away from Karma, because he didn't want him to get any satisfaction from the visible wince he felt his face pull into. He really was just some dog he found on the street.

 

He flinched, lowering himself more when Karma bent over him, and hissed a threat to kill him. He was a dog off the street, brought to his home on a whim, after all. If he proved too much trouble in one night, why not just kill him? Why put him back on the street, with a curse like his? Karma's foot pushed into him rather severely, and suddenly, Kazu gasped meekly, his shoulders tensing. Shit. He did not think Karma was above castrating him. It didn't matter that the witch couldn't see his face now, he felt his body trembling, just like in the alley.

 

His fists clenched, and again the words on his mind didn't hesitate to blurt out, though this time it was a different tune.

 

"I'm sorry!" He gasped. "I'm sorry, I won't say anything like that again!" He whimpered. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

[Coffee-Tastic]

His sick smile widened, "Whimper an apology all you want, that isn't..." He paused, fixing up his pants. He didn't care all to much for the fact that his flacid self was still a bit wet with saliva. He was going to be showering and changing while the cake was in the oven. Yeah, it was very entertaining to see a big shot wannabe speak in such a weak way. Karma didn't have an ego to feed, what was being fed was his inner lust for justice when it came to the impure in this world. Kazu must realize eventually how he just deserved everything that was going to happen. If Karma wasn't moved by change in the man, he'd just continue on living with the burden of a curse. The witch's faith in humanity was different when around certain people. He could see potential, he could see hope, he could see all that is good in one's soul, it made him very happy to be around these kinds of feelings. It wasn't because he was a bitch that he was able to tell these things, it was in Karma and Karma alone. As he loves to be around positivism, his mood would change when around the latter. Those people ill of heart, sickos and selfish people, he just couldn't stand them and he never had hope in them that they could change to come degree. A young teenager had time to change. Kazu was not that. He was a grown man who passed his chance to see change easily, he only wondered if in this situation with him, the blond's sanity would break first before his bad behavior.

 

"That isn't as good of an apology as I know it can be, Kazunari."

 

His foot pulled back and shoved against Kazu's gut this time, his force hard to the point of pushing the dog down on his back completely. And with him on the ground, he stepped on his chest, putting his weight on him, "Apologies are tasty but what good dessert can exist without a cherry on top?" An eyebrow of his raised, "Tell your master how much you like having his cock fucking your throat. Throw me some compliments too, Kazunari. Come on. You have to make up for being naughty."

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari wasn't very assured when the monster's sadism stretched his smile further. Was he pleased with the apology, or with his own thoughts of what he planned to do with him. He didn't seem particularly satisfied with the answer he gave, packing away his dick back into his pants, and the dog on the floor was reminded of how naked he was before his tormentor. His still erect dick was open to the world, it felt like. This was significantly better than being left all alone, naked and vulnerable, in the alley, he was in a warm house where no passerby would see or attack him. But he still felt just as exposed, just as vulnerable, just as revealed. Underneath everything he had built up in himself since he was a child, was this naked worthless dog begging not to be hurt. Begging not to be hurt by someone who intended to hurt him, and would hurt him a lot, and would take pleasure in hurting him. This was his rawest fear realized, and he deserved it.

 

He was Karma's bitch now, sucking cock on his knees, then begging forgiveness for the crime of voicing disdain for the act. He'd be made to do a lot more, and apologize for lighter offenses, during his time here, he was sure. He grunted, the witch kicked him down, forcing him to fall against the hard tile against his back, and placed his foot against his chest. Kazu groaned again when he pressed his weight down on him. Karma should be able to feel how hard his heart was beating in his chest under his foot, and see the fiery embarrassment behind his cheeks.

 

"I-I…" He had trouble getting a breath, though it wasn't necessarily because of Karma's weight on his chest. "I loved your big cock in my throat. I loved how y-you took my head a-and just fucked my face like that. Thank you f-for such a privilege…" It was hard to not sound sarcastic, as he would naturally lean into, while trying to flatter the witch enough to avoid being castrated, or any other further torment. Though ultimately, punishment was unavoidable. It was why he was here, after all.

[Coffee-Tastic]

His colored eyes looked pleased as the dog spoke up, barking up a better tree. A lovely color spread across Kaunari's on face made this make-up a lot more meaningful. And with a bloated ego, he let out a peaceful sigh, lifting pressure off of his chest, "That's a whole lot better now mutt," the pressure returned again however with Karma leaning down to Kazu's head. He gave a gentle pat to his head that contradicted the hard pressure to his chest, "You're going to start learning a lot of things with me starting today. Lesson one: watch your fucking mouth next time." He gave a stroke of his hair, actually finding it a bit soft, before getting up, taking his foot off him as well. Going back to his whistling he turned his back on his naked pet. He was neglecting the man's erection on purpose. He'd make sure that part of him was dealt with once he put the cake batter in the oven. The dog needed to be trained and his cock as well. Yes that was a thing. Karma will make it a thing even if he's never really done any of this before.

 

"Now~ let me just mix this a bit more, put it in the oven... I'll decide if you even deserve to cum. In the mean time you should stroke it up enough for it to stay nice and hard while I'm busy,but don't go too fast or I'll stick something weird up your dickhole so you won't be able to finish regardless. I'll be able to hear you and you won't like me doing that," He yawned, clearly not showing much more interest in him now that he apologized, taking the bowl again, moving his backside from side to side, looking quite joyous and happy, but then added, looking behind him at Kazu with a false grin, "Me neither actually, but as long as you aren't happy and you learn your lesson, that's all that matters to me, fufufu~" Giving his back again, the black haired witch swayed from side to side again.

 

When all was done with the cake, it being in the preheated oven at just around 345 degrees, Karma turned himself around finally with a little sigh, removing his floral oven mitts off his dainty hands, "How are you holding up Kazunari-chan?" The cake would be in the oven for 20-25 minutes and that was enough time to do some more messing around with his stupid pet.

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari held back enough disdain to receive approval from Karma for saying such a thing. Of course the witch couldn't expect him to sound very genuine, but it seemed it was enough for both of them for him to just lay off with sarcasm. Karma's trademarked cruelty seemed to trickle away, and he lifted his foot from his chest, and Kazu took in a deep breath, sighing just before the foot came crashing back on his chest. The dog on the floor grunted, his eyes closing, and head rolling to the side. He expected for his hair to be grabbed, when his eyes opened again and saw the witch reaching down for him. Oddly enough, the touch was gentle. Kazunari would have actually found it comforting, even coming from Karma, if it weren't for his foot still on his chest.

 

When Karma removed his foot after making clear the obvious lesson he was to take from this, Kazunari inhaled again, and this time coughed letting it out, and had to roll over and support himself on his arm to stop. His throat ached, he realized. He took a few, slow breaths. Karma didn't seem interested in him much at all now, which might not seem like much when it was a few seconds, but to Kazu, he couldn't help but get a little hopeful. He wanted to enact some kind of vengeance for him being scum, right? So maybe he lost interest when Kazu acted favorably. He could definitely minimize the damage Karma wanted to do to him if that was the case.

 

Kazu was thinking he was free for the night! That he'd be able to hole away until morning, and take care of his own physical problem. Of course, Karma wasn't that merciful. The witch wanted him to take care of it alright, but not by any means that would benefit Kazunari. He was almost in shock. In his careless hope, he had really thought that Karma would leave him alone. As Karma stirred, Kazunari stroked his cock slowly. He was curled up similarly to how he was in the alley now, desperately wanting to move his hand fast, to lose himself in it, to forget about the colorful-eyed man taking such pleasure in this. But he couldn't, he didn't dare. He had no idea what sort of 'weird' thing Karma had, but considering he's a witch, it could be anything, and he wasn't about to risk anything for that. So he focused on keeping his pace slow, but enough for his desperate cock to stay hard and erect.

 

The blond didn't look up when he was spoken to. Karma knew exactly how he was doing, he made sure of that. So he figured a response wasn't exactly needed in this case, so he remained silent, hunched over on the floor.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"You're doing well that I see," he responded to Kazu's silence with a smile. Seeing the blond's cock stiff, throbbing and in serious need of TLC, Karma was satisfied with the blond's self torturing. He had done a good job at following his order... though he only did it because he was threatened. Hopefully one day he won't have to be threatened to be able to do as he was told. "You've remained hard for such a long time, your poor cock must be so frustrated, huh? Well..." The witch wished to take a bath while the cake was being made, but... he really did want to make the blond suffer a lot. Licking his lips, he came towards the floor again, sitting right in front of Kazunari. Karma gave his head a single pat, and leaned towards him, muttering slowly, "You did good for me. Maybe you'd like your reward...?"

 

He shooed off the hand Kazu was using to strain himself with and grabbed it instead, squeezing the swelled muscle slightly under his grip, "I'll let you cum if you make nice noises for me," he still spoke slowly, but the additive now was his thumb rubbing up and down his shaft, lifting up Kazunari's chin to see him better, "Embarrassing noises... Sexy noises... all for me. But, I mean, if not, you can just continue my order, you know." Karma could even feel himself getting excited again just from grabbing the blond's dick. Maybe it was his own sexual deprivation that attributes to how quickly he could snap off... he didn't feel deprived though... Besides the fact he was doing these things for the purpose of justice, Karma was attracted to the other's physical tributes and only that. Seeing him hunch over in embarrassment, touching himself with no intention of getting off completely without permission was very hot. He liked how his dick looked. His face. His blush. His nice chest. That was all good. He liked it lots.

 

"Tell me what you want to happen. Master Karma, leave me to suffer or Master Karma, please get me to cum lots."

[Noise Prince]

Kazunari scoffed lightly, in a desperate way with little control, an expelled gasp of air, at the teasing. He was so tired, he was aching so badly. His whole body might as well have been his cock, still, throbbing, painful, and in need of a break. His palm felt weird from stroking the same amount of skin over and over, his cock almost numb from the repetitive nature of stimulation. Yet he remained hard, frigidly so. It was painful to nurse such an erection after so long. And Karma took such delight in it. As terrible as this monotony of stroking himself merely to keep himself hard was, he feared what the witch intended to do to him was worse. Though perhaps anything was better than going numb like this.

 

Kazunari tried not to flinch when Karma sat in front of him, though his shoulders did jerk a little, in attempt to recoil from the monster. Karma reached and patted his head, his hair being the only thing that moved at his touch. But at the mention of a reward, he couldn't help but look up at him, puzzlement and awe thinly spread on his face. Being hopeful earlier only proved to crush him further, but what else could he mean by a reward? He was going to let him come, right? But he tried not to think of that, he tried to think of alternatives, that he was trying to get his hopes up just to punish him further, that he'd stick whatever weird things into his dick just for the hell of it. It was hard to try to hope for the worst when suddenly you're removing your hand for a witch to take hold of your cock. A small grunt was contained in the dog's throat as he squeezed. Suddenly, a new hand just made everything feel fresh and the need grew stronger. 14

 

Noises… that's all it would take to get the reward. Just let himself make some noises as he stroked him and he'd come. That should be such an easy choice, anyone could see that was an easy choice. It was so easy, his lip was quivering, he could barely stiffen it in time when Karma lifted his face up. Such an easy choice, then. More of his own slow, torturous, numbing stroking, for however long pleased the sadistic master of the house, or give him yet another piece of his dwindling dignity for a single orgasm. Easy easy easy choice.

 

The words formed on his lips automatically. His voice cracked, he looked Karma straight in his eye.

 

"Master Karma, please get me to come lots." The blond echoed.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Being looked directly in the eyes while Kazu gave Karma his answer, the witch felt himself have a shiver. To be called something to high like master while having his exact words played out with his full attention really made his pants tight. His hand moved up and down his cock slow at first, but he didn't intend for the pace to stay like that at all, nodding to Kazu, "That's how you get good things, dog. Following my orders, being good and making me happy. It's easy, isn't it? Because now you finally have what you want." The motion of his hand was getting a slight speed to it, and he lowered his other hand down as well, kneading the blond's sac like a cat with his favorite soft, velvety blanket as he leaned closer to his face in order to have a completely full view of the golden retriever's sexy face and chocolate brown eyes, "Need I say more...? I don't think so. You know what to do now, Kazunari-chan."

 

"Mmm..." Only a few short seconds of his current motion lasted further before taking it up three notches. There was no more teasing actions in his strokes, just regular haste up and up and down hand movements for Kazu that were meant to bring him to his orgasm, just as he said he would give to the taller man. Anyways, he couldn't drag this out for a long time because he wanted to be able to take a nice bath and get out in when the cake was done as well, but upon listening to what was coming out of Kazunari's deprived lips. He heard some of this back in the ally when he had Kazu's cheery in his mouth, but this wasn't even the same situation. The blond has remained hard for such a long time, his body desperate and impatient for release~ that's what made it so good. The dog held through and this was his reward... And partially his own of course. The sounds of his voice breaking with relieving pleasure and the wetness of his precum coaxed cock, having the hard thing in his hands, seeing his face, all of it brought his own excitement as well. He'd deal with it in the tranquility of the bath where he could have his own private time.

[Noise Prince]

Karma was a beautiful man, Kazunari would be attracted to him if he had anything akin to a soul behind those strange eyes. In fact, he was a bit attracted to him at the cafe, and when he got a good look at his eyes, he was so stricken he couldn't help but comment on it. But as usual, it got a reaction from not only Karma, but from other patrons who had overheard and were amused, and he couldn't help but push it further. It wasn't fair that this witch was only focusing on him when he could be cursing the people who silently egged him on. But he made his choice, Kazunari was his target, his project. And now, looking into his eyes, he felt nothing but helpless as his hands coiled over his more than grateful cock, swollen with a greedy passion. One hand actually had found its way towards his sac, toying with it softly, like a soft pad with a gentleness he hadn't shown him before. As habit, Ito hadn't let out a peep yet, too surprised to remember his promise. He was used to keeping his moans in the deep part of his throat where an occasional grunt might escape, but never the moans Karma was demanding from him now.

 

He had to take a moment to concentrate on undoing the reflex to suppress his sounds during sex. All he had to do was relax his throat, keep his mouth open, and he'd give Karma exactly what he wanted. Follow his orders and make him happy. Like he said. That's how to get good things. Be an obedient dog. Speak.

 

The moan that came out got stuck in his throat for a moment, cutting off halfway. It didn't even sound like him! Never had Kazu made such a noise! It was so lewd and desperate. He couldn't believe he sounded like that! Someone was hearing him make such noises! But once he had relaxed his throat muscles and his mouth was open shamelessly to let the sounds out, he couldn't keep such humiliating moans in any longer, and Karma got them all.

 

Karma was using his hands, his hands only. He was moving faster over him, precum pouring out needily like a flood over a drought. Just his hands and he was reduced to this. His beaten body shaking with his heavy breathing, his moans growing loud and fading softly, his ribcage expanding with breathing needed to fuel such humiliating and embarrassing sounds Karma wanted from him. The worst was Kazu was caring less and less what he sounded like. He was getting closer and closer to finally being able to orgasm. After this night, this week, even at the hands of the person responsible for this, who would no doubt torture and punish him to his own delight, he welcomed such a release. He would give him anything for this now. He had no pride left to resist this night. In this moment, he completely belonged to Karma's will, as long as he would give him this.