Bonds:

~ Where in Kami’s name am I? ~

He swallowed tightly and tried to remember the last few events of the night.

~ I remember Shindo and I going out to some club he mentioned. ~ The name escaped his foggy mind at the moment. ~ And then...he tried to buy me some drinks...and I refused...but then...then what?? ~

Then, seemingly, nothing had happened after that. He wasn’t sure if he had given in to Shindo’s taunts about him not being able to hold his liqueur, but one thing was for sure...his arms were killing him right now.

He tried to ease the ache in them, only to gasp softly as the sounds of something heavy and metal-like filled the silence.

~ What the hell...? ~

He tried to move them again, but to his chagrin, he realized that the metal sounds were coming from him...and they sounded eerily like...

~ Chains?? ~

He tugged again and grimaced as the cool device rubbed harshly into his skin. His hands and arms seemed to be above his head, hence the dull ache in the limbs. Cursing softly beneath his breath, he opened up his eyes, only to realize that he couldn’t see a thing at all. He had been so worried about his predicament that he had failed to notice that little detail. He was blindfolded and chained and now feeling the cold draft against his skin, he knew that he was bare-chested as well.

Where were his clothes? Where was he? And why did his familiar khaki pants suddenly feel like they were molding his hips like a second skin? He tried to even his breathing, trying very hard not to succumb to the growing panic he was beginning to feel.

~ Shindooooooooo!! If you have anything to do with this, I swear I will...!!! But wait...what if it isn’t Shindo? What if I have been kidnapped and kept hostage?? What if Shindo has been kidnapped?? What if...?? ~

The sound of a door creaking open had him jerking his head up quickly. Not really caring what befell him; he opened up his mouth and called out desperately. “Who are you?! Where the hell am I?! What do you want from me?!”

But all he got in response was a light chuckle as the unseen guest walked up to him. From the sounds of the feet on the floor, Akira could tell that it was made out of stone and whoever it was, wore rather heavy shoes...almost like boots. He cringed back as he felt the person come closer to him. It was definitely not Shindo, for he/she smelled different. A small gasp escaped him as he felt something feather-like brush against his nipples. He jerked within the chains and bit back a low moan of pleasure as they continued to circle around the hardened nubs. And with a feeling of dismay, he could feel his cock rise to the occasion as it throbbed painfully against the tight cloth that covered his hips.

“Shin...Shindo...” He groaned weakly as he licked his lips. “Where is Shindo...?”

The person laughed. A light, tinkling sound that was filled with genuine amusement. Suddenly, a husky voice filled with lust drawled out lazily, as the feather teased the obvious bulge.

“Hmmm...the boy was right. You are a delicious-looking piece of meat. Pity, I don’t have you tonight, handsome.”

~ The boy?? Delicious-looking piece of meat?? Doesn’t have me tonight? WHERE AM I?! ~

That thought was quickly wiped away as the man or woman – he couldn’t tell – bit his sensitive buds… hard. A sharp cry of pain escaped his lips and he jerked and thrashed within his prison, cursing out loud at the assault. He or she laughed in mirth, before pulling away. Soon enough, the person moved to his back and Akira could only jerk away in mild disgust as hands reached to fondle his ass.

~ Kuso! If I get my hands on Shindo!! ~

“Kisama!!!” He bellowed as he was smacked hard. It was painful, but painful enough to make him groan with enjoyment as well. It was exactly the same way he had felt back in Ichikawa’s car with Shindo.

“I will go get your real partner tonight, honey. So, don’t move a muscle.”

“Don’t leave me...”

The door slammed shut and Akira was left in silence again. The panic steadily grew and he hated himself for feeling this way. He wanted to get out of here, but he was so aroused – and scared at the same time, that he couldn’t trust himself to move either way.

For how long he hung from his chains, he had no idea. The sweat was beginning to dampen his bangs and he lowered his head so as not to get them into his eyes. His arms were beginning to scream for mercy and his cock was...a whole different story altogether. If he didn’t release himself soon, he was bound to explode at a single touch from anything.

After what seemed like hours, the door finally opened up again and Akira was quick to cry out again. “Please get me down from here! Who are you people?!”

He froze as the familiar scent hit him like a ton of bricks. “Shin...Shindo?” He croaked out weakly. “Shindo...is that really you?!” Pleasure and relief coursed through his body and he rattled his chains as a smile came to his features. “Could you please untie me now? I don’t know who these guys are and what they are trying to do...but...”

“Shut up, Touya.”

The cold tone sent the color draining out of Akira’s face and he found himself swallowing tightly in growing fear. This was Shindo…but yet…not Shindo. The voice demanded respect and gave a sense of authority. Without a doubt, Akira knew that he was now at the complete and total mercy of his longtime rival.

The next words seemed to come within inches of his face, for a hand was placed beneath his chin, forcing his head up to stare into, what he imagined to be the blonde’s visage.

“As of right now, you will no longer address me as Shindo. You are now to refer to me as your master and of course…” A thumb reached to caress his parted lips and Akira found himself trying to capture the teasing digit within his mouth. But a light slap on his cheek sent him back in confusion and pain as he was jerked forward roughly. “You are now my slave, Touya. Remember these simple rules and this night might turn out to be more enjoyable than you bargained.”

Akira doubted that the night could get any worse, but he bit back his comments and nodded numbly, hoping that Shindo would at least release him from the restraints. He couldn’t feel his arms anymore.

“Shi…master…” He quickly corrected himself as he felt Shindo’s glare of disapproval. “Could I please…have my chains removed?” He whimpered softly, only to cry out as he felt the cool leather of a whip dance across his exposed back. He jerked within the chains and arched his neck, stifling back another cry as Shindo’s fingers captured his abused nipples to pinch them roughly.

“Did I give you permission to speak, slave?” Hikaru drawled out coldly.

Akira shook his head quickly, panting harshly as, despite the pain, his traitorous body continued to plead for release. His cock was so hard at this point, that he was sure it would rip a hole right through his pants.

“Goood…” Shindo crooned in satisfaction as he released the puckered nubs. He eyed the obvious bulge with a smirk and with the long black whip in his hands, began to wrap the loose end around it. He bit his lip to stop his groan of desire as he drank in the delectable sight of Akira writhing and moaning at his ministrations. “Kami…do you have any idea how hot you look right now, Touya?” He whispered thickly as he tightened the end of the rope around the stiffening flesh.

Akira hissed in a sharp breath and struggled hard not to cry out again at what Shindo was doing to him. He wanted to protest but yet beg for the blonde boy to never stop. His frazzled thoughts were broken again by the sound of something being ripped and as soon as he felt the cold air hit his bare buttocks and his hardened cock exposed, it was all he could do to control the small cry of surprise at the sudden turn of events.

“Shin…mas…master…”, he gasped weakly. “Please…I…chikuso!!”

The pain was excruciating as the leather whip fell on his ass again. Jerking within the chains in reaction to the thrashings, he bit his lower lip and was a bit dismayed to find a few tears streaming down his face.

“What’s this?” Shindo asked curtly as he lifted Akira’s face to stare into it with a frown of displeasure. “Don’t tell me you are crying? I haven’t even given you a cause to cry yet.”

Akira sniffled and tried to turn his face away from what he was sure was an intense look of disapproval. He didn’t know why he wanted to please Shindo so badly now. He was beginning to find himself getting used to this new slave-master relationship and all he could think of right now, was ways in which not to disappoint the blonde.

He whimpered helplessly as he felt Shindo’s fingers brush against his lips again. Like a man denied of thirst, his tongue darted out desperately, trying to capture the teasing digits within his mouth. But just as he was about to claim a small victory at almost capturing on a thumb, he found himself dropped to the floor like a ton of bricks.

“Aieee!! Be careful, Shindo!”

His outburst was soon followed by another lash on his reddened ass cheeks, sending Akira sucking in another harsh breath of pain. He would have to remember that Shindo was in control here and to keep his temper in check, if he hoped to be able to sit down ever again.

“On your knees slave…NOW!” came the harsh command that had the longhaired boy scrambling to move upright. Now kneeling on the floor, he realized that even though he had been released from his high perch, his hands were still bound behind his back with the thick chains that were now beginning to hurt his wrists.

Hikaru began a slow pace around the kneeling figure, every now and then trailing the loose ends of the whip all over the trembling Akira in teasing feather light brushes. He could clearly see that his rival was more than aroused and he unconsciously, licked his lips in eager anticipation. His own leather pants were beginning to get too tight for his liking. Well, there was only one thing to do to ease the ache.

Stopping before Akira, he sank his fingers into the dark locks and pushed the head back a bit roughly, exposing the graceful neck to his darkened gaze. “You like sucking me off, don’t you, slave?” He asked with a wicked smirk as he moved closer to the whimpering boy before him. “So, why don’t you be a good boy and do it now.”

Unzipping his pants, he pushed Akira’s head towards his stiffened cock never giving the option or the chance for his rival to think. With a small cry, Akira swallowed the entire length into his mouth, almost gagging as he was shoved roughly to accept the hot flesh. Thinking quickly, he pleaded for air and was granted a short time to breathe before being pushed back to take as much of Shindo’s thick organ again. Unable to stop the tears that sprang to his eyes, Akira’s sucked hard and fast, trying to adjust the fast paced rhythm that Shindo had insisted on having. He squeezed his eyes shut behind the blindfold, his mind seeing the cock he had taken several times before in the past. He knew the little things that would make Hikaru squirm with delight and finally managing to take the initiative, he began to swirl his tongue around the thick length in a way that had Hikaru gasping and releasing his hold on Akira’s hair with a small choked cry.

Moaning thickly, Shindo could feel his legs getting weak. When it came to this sort of thing, there was no doubt that the Meijin’s son was an expert. His cries became louder, his breathing becoming harsher and just as he felt the inevitable rush of heat to the pool of his stomach, he pushed Akira’s head away with a grunt, only to spread his thick seed upon the flushed visage of his hungry lover. Akira tried to capture as much of his lover’s seed as he could, his tongue licking his lips in satisfaction as he realized that he had succeeded in pleasing his master this time around.

Shindo groaned and sunk his fingers into Akira’s hair again, this time he leaned forward to claim the cum-tasting lips in a bruising kiss that had them both panting for air as they finally drew apart. Akira whimpered at the loss of the sensuous lips he could never get enough of and was just about to beg for Shindo to return, when he felt the chains removed from his wrists.

~ I am free! ~

Or not. For as soon as he began to flex his wrists to get the blood flowing into them again, he found himself being hoisted over Shindo’s shoulder. A rush of color filled his cheeks as he heard the soft chuckle from Hikaru.

“My precious, beautiful slave,” came the lazy drawl from Hikaru as he smacked Akira’s sensitive rear lightly before tossing him onto a bed that had been made with silken sheets. Hardly giving the other boy a chance to protest, Hikaru was quick to snap on a pair of handcuffs onto Akira’s wrists again and this time they were spread-eagled and attached to the bedposts. Akira struggled fruitlessly, his body trembling with anticipation as the now mind numbing ache in his swollen cock screamed for attention.

“Hmmm….looks like you are about ready to explode, my love. Perhaps I should help you with that, ne?”

“Yes…master…aaaaahh!!”

He arched off the sheets, his body taut with indescribable pleasure as he felt Shindo’s mouth engulf his thick length. From the base to his already cum-slicked tip, Akira could feel the talented tongue tease and suck with an expertise that he would never have dreamed of. It seemed like Shindo had learned even more tricks since the last time they had been together, for this was not the usual tentative actions of his lover in the past, this boy was…

“AAAAAAAHHHH!!!” He jerked in response to the invading finger within his tight opening, sobbing harshly as Hikaru soon found his sensitive sweet spot. He could feel his cock throb with impending orgasm and he thrashed like a wild wanton upon the sheets, wishing he were released from his prison to urge the blonde to continue faster.

~ I can’t hold it any more…can’t…hang on… ~

“Kami…I am coming, master…aaaaaaahhh….fuck!! Master?!”

The squeeze on his cock caused tears to spring to his eyes again. Shindo couldn’t really be doing this to him. This was pure torture. And as if to prove his point, the blonde moved upwards to whisper thickly against his ear.

“Not yet, my love.”

“But…”

Another hard squeeze, had Akira wincing and snapping his mouth shut in understanding. He tried to think of anything but the pain in his trapped organ. He tried not to think of how sinfully good Shindo’s fingers were as they mauled his prostate over and over again. He tried not to think of the way Shindo’s thick cock brushed against his foot. He tried hard not to think of the millions of ways he was going to get back at his lover once this was all over. And just when he thought that his mind was going to go insane with pleasure overload, Shindo withdrew his fingers causing a low whimper of loss to escape his lips.

Releasing Akira’s cock, Shindo smiled warmly at the picture of pure lust that his lover made below him. He had always dreamed of having the usually stoic boy in such a position – flushed and at his mercy and tonight had already proven to be more than he had bargained for.

“Mas…master?” Akira croaked out weakly, wondering why Shindo had stopped all of a sudden. And with his heart pounding in growing worry, hoping and praying that the blonde did not intend to not finish him off, he begged desperately. “You are not leaving me alone, are you? Please…master…?”

Hikaru groaned thickly and leaned down to whisper softly against Akira’s parted lips. “No, my love. I will never…ever…leave you…”

And placing his hands beneath the slim thighs, he lifted Akira’s legs and placed them upon his shoulder. Steadying himself on his hands, Shindo gently teased the prepared opening with his cock, smiling wider as he watched Akira’s sweat-slicked body heave with eagerness. He leaned closer to the moist swollen lips to ask huskily. “Ready, my love?”

“Always…”

Needing no more permission, he thrust himself deep into the silken inner walls, twin cries of pleasure and pain intermingling as bodies strained to achieve the highest peak of ecstasy. Like two dancers moving to music which only they could hear, they moved in a rhythm as old as time. Harshly spoken words of love and encouragement escaping and mingling within warm breaths as they gradually approached the point of no return.

Akira had never felt anything this explosive or mind blowing before. Each moment they had sex together, it seemed as if it got even better with time and tonight was no exception. This was something he had not expected from Shindo, but he wasn’t one to complain. Yes, the pain was excruciating at times, but since it was coming from the one he had come to love…it meant so much more to him.

“Mas…master…aaaaaah….can I…please…can I come now…?”

And with a harsh ‘Yes!’ rasped against his ear, Akira finally gave in to the intense heat that had rushed through his body right down to his throbbing flesh. Crying out loudly as his entire body stiffened with the force of his orgasm, he exploded against his lover’s torso, unaware of how loud he had begun to scream out Shindo’s name over and over again.

~ That was so…so…amazing. Shindo…I…I… ~

And with a final grunt of satisfaction, he fell back against the sheets and into blissful oblivion.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The first thing that came to his mind as he opened up his eyes weakly was that the blindfold was finally off…and so were the chains. Groaning thickly, he tried to move his body but found that he was aching all over and not just from the punishing strokes from his lover, either. He was bound to be bruised in the morning, but as of right now, he was feeling a bit too good to leave his position.

Where was Shindo anyway?

“Finally awake, slave?” came the familiar drawl that had Akira blushing furiously again as he lifted up his gaze to stare at the bare-chested but leather-clad blonde sitting at the edge of the bed with a cup of ice in his hands. The pants molded Hikaru’s hips like a second skin and Akira found himself already becoming aroused again.

~ Kami! You are going to be the death of me, Shindo. ~

But it still didn’t stop his face from burning at how good his lover looked or how much his masochist mind wanted to experience what had just transpired all over again.

“Anou…” He began meekly, only to gasp as he was pushed back on the bed and straddled by the smirking boy above him. “Shin…Shindo? What…?”

“Ready for round two?” He asked with a light chuckle as he brought out an ice cube, hovering the cold liquid above Akira’s chest. “I intend to enjoy you thoroughly tonight, Touya. Any objections?”

“Eh…I…”

“I thought so.” Shindo interrupted curtly as he began to trail the ice across Akira’s nipples with a light snicker. “And please try not to pass out on me again this time, okay?”

Akira flushed at the teasing and as he got ready to hurl out an insult at his sadistic lover, it was shamelessly replaced with a melody of whimpers and moans that grew louder as he closed his eyes in readiness to surrender his body to the one he loved.

~ OWARI ~