[M] How Could Anything Go Wrong?

A day, an entire day, Aleksandr spent twenty four hours strung up by his hands with a toy in his ass and a ring around his member.

Being stimulated like that for so long was never pleasant, if you didn't come you had to deal with the extreme arousal, if you did come you had to deal with the constant stimulation afterwards.

A soft click sounded as he unlocked the door, Lycus entered slowly and locked it again, placing the key in his coat pocket before walking over to the Lycan.

"Hello again Aleksandr, did you miss me?"
He asked with a chuckle as he circled around the man.

Alek had taken his chances with coming and dealing with the stimulation afterwards. Holding in a release for twenty four hours wasn't something he had wanted.

He had held himself for a few hours, expecting Lycus to be back shortly.

But after the first ten hours had come and gone, he knew Lycus wouldn't be coming back any time soon.

Alek had slumped against the rope and was now being held up by his arms in a very uncomfortable position, his legs not supporting him.

His silver eyes flickered up when the door opened and closed.

"Yes, Sir," he muttered softly.

"Tired Aleksandr?
Just how many times did you come in my absence?"

He asked, his hand running over the dried up release that coated his arousal and pelvis.

The Elf smiled in amusement, seeing the Lycan slumped like that was oddly satisfying, perhaps now he would behave himself.

His hand wrapped around the man's member, giving it a firm pump.

A few times.

Two. Three.Ten. He hadn't bothered counting. "I don't know, Sir," he replied honestly. Honesty was a lot better than making up a number that could possibly be way out.

The Lycan groaned softly, hips pressing forwards against the hand pumping him.

He bit his lips, eyes sliding shut.

"You don't know, now that is a shame, you've come so many times yet you've failed to satisfy me at all."

He muttered, as he looked over the man, it seemed unfair that a Master goes undated while a Slave gets doted on.

"It is time to show me your worth."

Lycus replied, untying the Lycan's hands as stepping back, getting a leash and attaching it to the collar, tugging on it sharply.

"This way."

He instructed, pulling him towards one of the benches and sitting upon it, unzipping his pants, spreading his legs and pulling the leash, guiding him to kneel between his legs.

He groaned softly as his arms were untied. He hadn't been keeping himself up so he had fallen right onto his bare backside, the toy inside him pushing in further with the collision.

Alek pushed himself to his feet obediently when the leash was attached to his collar and tugged.

He bit his lips as both toys continued to vibrate.

The Lycan dropped down obediently between Lycus' legs, writhing a little as the toy moved inside of him.

His silver eyes gazed up at the Elf.

"Get on with it."

He said sternly, pushing his exposed pelvis towards him, it was obvious what he wanted.

"Are you that much of a failure as a Slave that you don't even know how to pleasure your Master?"

The Elf was clearly getting frustrated, Aleksandr's performance thus far was appalling and he was quickly regretting taking the deal.

Alek gave a soft amused hum.

He wasn't a trained Slave and he had done all he could to do anything but what Lycus had wanted him to do in the past.

He was still trying to get his head around being a good obedient Slave.

Better not disappoint Lycus any more now.

Alek leaned forwards, tongue laving over his member and balls, pausing to suckle at his hot skin occasionally before taking him into his mouth. He hummed slowly as he took Lycus deeper into his mouth, relaxing easily enough to deep throat him without much concern for gagging.

His hands rested on the man's clothed thighs as he bobbed his head slowly.

Lycus felt oddly bitter, the events of the day before weighed on him and he had been trying to figure out what he had wanted when admitting to Aleksandr that he wanted him.

What more could he expect from him in all honesty, the two of them were not Lover's, simply two men with a sick obsession and a need to dominate and claim the other.

His bad mood was evident, provoked more by the man's earlier misbehaviour. Despite all of this he still gave a low moan as the Lycan's hot, damp tongue lapped over him and his mouth encased him.

The Lycan's fingers massaged Lycus' thighs gently in small circles as he continued to bob his head.

He wanted to please the man now.

Lycus was in a bad mood and it was very obvious. He wanted to please the man as much as he could; perhaps draw him from his bad mood somewhat.

His hand slid further up the man's thigh, fingers stroking and massaging his balls gently as his teeth scraped over the Elf's shaft gently.

His eyes gave a few swift blinks, he had sated himself last night after leaving but this felt so much more satisfying and he could not help but give another moan as his body relaxed.

Lycus' hand stroked through Aleksandr's hair as he coaxed him to move slightly faster and harder, he wanted to be truly contented.

The Elf moved, laying back on the bench as the Lycan worked towards meeting his needs.

Alek moved faster obediently when he was coaxed.

He had spent the last twenty four hours being forced to come over and over. He knew that the punishment for not being a good obedient Slave would be on par, if not worse than that punishment.

He just needed to work extra carefully to make sure he didn't do anything out of his rights of being the man's Slave for the Session.

His eyes slid shut and he gave a low purr as his nose brushed against the Elf's pelvis. He had struggled to get to that point yesterday. Now he could do it with relative ease.

The Lycan's teeth scraped over his Master's shaft slowly as he pulled back almost completely, deepthroating the man once again with one swift movement. He'd get the man to come. He had to.

The Elf's head tilted back as he gave a low moan, biting his lip as Aleksandr's nose brushed against him pelvis.

He really was trying his best in order to satisfy him, that much was obvious by the amount of effort he was putting into this.

Lycus propped himself up on his elbows and leaned forward, his hand fisting in the Lycan's hair, gripping onto it firmly.

It wouldn't take much longer, he could feel his arousal spreading through him, heat and pressure building up as the man stimulated him so dutifully.

Alek pulled away enough that Lycus' arousal wasn't in his mouth any more.

He nuzzled against his lover's arousal, peppering gentle kissing along his length and over his skin of his stomach and thigh.

"Please, Master, I want your come," he murmured softly, lapping gently at the Elf's slit before taking him in his mouth again, sucking gently. Master. only now, when he was trying to be a good Slave, would he call Lycus his Master.

His teeth scraped over him gently.

Lycus opened his mouth to complain about Aleksandr pulling away from him but his words were silenced before he had a chance to speak.

The Lycan had called him Master, it had been so long since he had said that willingly, rarely it had been said with passion or yearning in his voice.

A strong shiver ran through him at the man's words, Aleksandr wanted him to release, to be sated by him.

He lay back and moaned, his body tensing slightly as pressure built up within him, it wouldn't take much for him to fulfill his requests, he was so close...so very close.

Alek ignored the smear of spit on his cheek. Nuzzling against the man's arousal had transferred quite a large amount of spit and god knows what else onto his face.

He sucked and bobbed his head.

He needed Lycus to come. He wanted the man to be proud of what he could do when he was truly trying to be a good Slave.

But to do that he needed to prove that he could be good.

The Lycan's eyes slid shut as he continued to bob his head. Please, come.

The Elf's hands gripped tightly onto the leather of the bench that he was currently sprawled out on, the Lycan was doing everything right, hearing him call him by that title had him all hot and bothered.

Plus each and every movement he made added fuel to the fire which began blazing through him.

Lycus let out a low moan, his hips jerking up needily as he came. He continued to move his hips for a moment as he rode out his orgasm then slumped back against the bench and panted softly.

When the Elf came, Alek swallowed what he could, the rest dribbling down his chin.

He wiped it away, licking it up off his hand before turning his attention to his Master's arousal, lapping at it gently.

Alek leaned against Lycus's leg as his tongue continued to lap at him languidly.

Silver eyes gazed up at the Elf, waiting for him to sit up and give him another order.

Good Slave, he reminded himself mentally. He'd try his damnedest to be the best Slave he could be for the rest of the Session.

As he lay ther panting he could feel the Lycan cleaning him with his tongue and leaning against his leg, if he didn't know Aleksandr better he could've easily mistaken him for quite a well trained, full time Slave.

The Elf pushed himself up and looked down at him, griping the leash he pulled on it hard, forcing him up closer.

When the man was in reach he claimed his lips, kissing him passionately.
"You did very well."
He praised in against the man's lips.

Alek grunted in discomfort when Lycus pulled him upward using his leash.

He had to fight back the growl and the want to thrash and resist. He had never liked being dragged around unwillingly like this when he knew there'd be no pain in it for him.

To distract himself, he returned the kiss eagerly, pressing forwards into it as much as he could. He purred lowly, tongue swiping over Lycus' lip slowly.

"I'm glad I pleased you, Master."

Perhaps now he would get a treat for pleasing him? Like having the toys removed from him. Or being bought to orgasm again. Perhaps a little rough treatment. He could only hope.

He purred softly as he pulled away from the kiss, smirking down at the Lycan.

"Perhaps now that you're behaving yourself we can pick up from where we left off yesterday."

He was yet to take the man completely, and he would do so, this time would be far more successful.

"On your feet."

He instructed as he stood up and walked around the man, once he had done so he bent down and gently pulled the vibrator from his backside and the ring from around his member.

"Follow me."

Lycus gripped the leash and walked over to some of the bondage equipment, eying what he wanted to use next.

Alek stood obediently.

He folded his hands behind his back and shuffled a little so his feet were shoulder-width apart, staring ahead as he waited for the next order.

He knew what was expected of a Slave. He just had to start applying those expectations to himself.

He bit his lip, groaning softly as they toys were removed. He was left with an empty feeling. The toy had been inside him for an entire day. He felt empty without it.

The Lycan padded after his Master silently as he guided him towards some of the equipment.

He led the Lycan over to a bondage swing, after being strung up for all that time he would allow the man a while to lay back and be treated after behaving so well.

"Sit here."

Lycus instructed, petting the wide leather strap. It would be fun having Aleksandr on this angle, with his legs strapped in and spread wide so he would be exposing his body completely.

Whilst Alek made himself comfortable the Elf abandoned the rest of his clothing, letting it fall carelessly to the floor.

The Lycan moved to take a seat on the swing immediately.

The cool leather bit into his heated skin harshly but his eyes slid shut as he pushed it from his mind. After a few moments the harsh cool started to feel nice against his hot skin.

His eyes flickered open when he heard the whoosh of clothes in the air.

His gaze followed the drop of each piece of clothing before trailing over Lycus bare body slowly.

He took a step forward and placed Aleksandr's feet through the loops, spreading his legs apart as he hung in the air.

"I like toys, but I find that I miss the personal touch, the feeling of skin against skin."

His hands smoothed over the Lycan's thighs softly, his palms caressing against the tanned and tender flesh.

"It's so much more....intimate.."

He muttered as he leaned down, his tongue lapping at Alek's throat before trailing down his chest and swirling over a nipple before he bit onto it sharply.