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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 17:42:51 GMT -5
((Gamma and Jiri Only!))
Jiri loved the cool feel of the plastic that lined the St. Andrew’s cross as he pressed his naked belly against it. Loved the way his arms were stretched just so in the tight shackled and his legs spread enough to see the bulge of his genitals in his leather underwear. He loved looking out over the crowded room through nothing but his wire, spike mask and watching them watching him. And my, how they loved to watch at this particular club. And Stars, how his cock grew hard just watching them get off on his pain, his pleasure.
The first hard whip of the cat-o-nine tails took him by surprise - he loved when that happened. His body didn’t have time to tense up and so the pain was that much more pleasurable. Well, it was all pleasure really, the pain, the numbness that came after several strokes, the firm hands that grabbed his leather covered ass and squeezed before slapping it hard and deliciously.
And if there was one thing in this world or any other Jiri Jukar enjoyed, was pleasure. Apparently, as he stared out across the room at the other Dominant and submissives, many in debacles of their own, The Hellfire Club (an exclusive BDSm club that catered to those only seriously into the lifestyle, no spectators,) he wasn’t the only one.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 17:50:19 GMT -5
Gamma watched the little male in front of him writhe. The boy had a body to kill for, and his bosy spread eagled before him made him grin. He waited for the boy to relax just the tiniest bit before he brought the whip down hard and fast across the hot little ass, watching it turn the prettiest shade of pink. No. It needed to be much brighter, Gamma tought as he brought the whip down again.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 17:52:12 GMT -5
Jiri gasped, his cock hard as a rock as, to the surprised gasps of many of the patrons in the room, he pushed his ass out for more. He wanted it, needed it. Oh how he wished the man would take the lash to his back while he was doing such a splendid job on his ass.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 17:56:29 GMT -5
Gamma looked at the boy, cock hardening more at his response as he cocked a wicked grin. He trailed the whip down the cleft of the boy's ass before he smacked it across his legs, lightening quick.
The boy groaned and he smirked, lashing his back and ass hard and quick, at times the boy couldn't predict. Fuck, the kid was a turn.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 17:58:36 GMT -5
Jiri moaned, dripping precum. When the lashes eventually died down and the room quieted save for the moans of other subs, he said softly, "More, Sir. Please, more."
Several Dominants groaned in surprise and pleasure. Jiri didn't care, he just want more.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 18:00:46 GMT -5
Gamma grabbed the back by the back of his mask. "Did I give you permission to speak?" he growled dangerously, bitting down on the male's earlobe, trailing the whip down one pale shoulder.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 18:01:27 GMT -5
Jiri shuddered in pleasure and shook his head, "No, Sir!" Please, he thought, as he felt the whip on his shoulder.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 18:05:53 GMT -5
"Hm." Gamma replied before pushing the boy forwards so he was bent over. "I think you need a bit of punisment." he said, slid the whip down the male's back, down the cleft of his ass, across his balls...the touch was almost gentle. Until Gamma brought the whip down hard across the boy's shoulders.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 18:09:21 GMT -5
Jiri moaned like a bitch in heat.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 18:11:54 GMT -5
Gamma slid his hand over the male's nice red back, smacking his ass with his hand. "Pretty color you've got on you." He said, teasing the boy's exposed hole with the handle of the whip.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 18:14:08 GMT -5
Sex wasn't allowed in such situations, a sub had to agreee to go with the Dom in the back rooms or take him home, so Jiri had no problem clenching his ass around the whip and wiggling backwards.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 18:22:10 GMT -5
Gamma smirked at the boy before pulling away from him completely, watching him writhe. He picked up a flat wooden paddle and smirked, before returning silently, bringing the paddle across the boy's hot little ass.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 18:24:52 GMT -5
Jiri's body jolted forward with the impact, his cheek resting as best it could with his mask against the side of the x-cross. His face was red with bruises and desire, he wanted to come so bad...
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 8, 2011 18:32:05 GMT -5
Another smack. And another. And another. And another. Gamma drew away and there was a humming sound before a vibrating dildo was slid down the male's crack.
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Post by ode on Mar 8, 2011 18:38:18 GMT -5
Jiri stiffened. Sex was NOT allowed. And he may be a pain whore but he was not going to be fucked in front of the world. "Restless," he murmured, the safe word and was immediately assisted down from the x-cross by the attendants. He was sore but could walk. Pulling away from the attendants, he bowed his head to the masked master. "Let me know if you want to continue this in private, Sir," he said, dipping his head and moving down the stairs to the bar.
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