[C][M] The Return

The Vampire purred darkly when his boy gagged.

He loved that sound. The sound of someone struggling to accept him. It made this fun. Hearing Ray gag more often would send shivers down his spine.

Just to hear it once more, hips hips rocked upwards firmly.

He'd behave after this. He just wanted to hear him one more time.

His fingers continued to stroke through the boy's hair.

Rayner gagged loudly as Cy forced himself down his throat.

He pulled back, coughing softly as he looked up at the man before lowering his head back down, taking in as much of him as he could, bobbing his head slowly.

He stroked his hands down his thighs, he brought them down to his balls, rubbing and kneading them slowly as he bobbed his head, laving his tongue along his shaft and swallowing against him.

He purred another loud moan when he gagged.

He'd never be able to get enough of that noise.

Cy's fingers curled and combed through his boy's hair. He loved the feel of the soft strands brushing over his fingers.

The Vampire shivered softly when the boy's fingers began kneading his balls.

"More," he ordered in a soft growl.

He wanted more. He wanted to come.

His hands worked more diligently at the order, rubbing and stroking his balls between his fingers, kneading the smooth, shaved skin.

His head bobbed faster, his lips forming a seal around his member as he sucked hard, allowing his teeth to drag against his shaft as he moved.

His tongue laved over the man's head generously on each backward stroke, baring down on his seam.

This was good for the boy's first time, but it still wasn't perfect.

Cy had been given many blowjobs in his time and he knew what made a good blowjob. Ray's technique could definitely used some work.

His hand fisted tightly in his hair again.

Despite his technique not being the best, he was still doing well enough to build him up slowly.

Another soft moan sounded from the Vampire.

He didn't think he would enjoy something like this, having another man's member pushed down your throat didn't sound like a pleasant experience.

Despite that he was liking this, he could feel the man's arousal twitch and throb softly if he did something the man enjoyed, plus being able to handle him like this, being able to put his energy into pleasuring the man helped keep him stable.

The Vampire's moan made him shiver softly, he wanted to cause more moans.

He took a deep breath through his nose before pushing his head down, forcing it to go past where he felt comfortable, gagging until he had Cy's entire length down his throat.

He shivered, his thighs twitching as he tried not to press them together.

That gag.

The boy seemed to know, now, that he enjoyed hearing the gags. That or he thought that taking him in deep would feel good. Both were true, but it was the gag that truly made him shiver and writhe.

"That's enough." His voice was low; a deep, husky whisper full of lust.

"Up on the bed. We're playing my game now."

Coming could come later. Right now he wanted to play rough with his boy.

Reluctantly he pulled back, coughing softly as the man fell from his mouth.

Rayner licked his lips softly but didn't argue as he crawled up onto the bed, he knew he would be sore by tomorrow, that much was evident by the fact that the whip was present.

He could only imagine the years of experience Cy had wielding such a thing. 

He knew his skin would be covered in small bumps at this point, hearing Cy speak in that tone always sent a chill down his body.

Cy stood and turned to gaze down at the boy laid out on the bed.

He shoved him over so he was laying on his stomach then pushed his knees under him to support him.

The Vampire took a moment to tie his wrists to the bed then stepped back, picking up the whip with a soft purr.

"You have to practise that, honey. I have a dildo you can practise on when I'm not around." Or maybe when he was around. He wanted to see the boy struggle to learn how to take as much as he could without gagging.

He dangled the whip above the boy's raised backside, stroking the tips of each strand over his pale skin gently.

"You're going to be so sore you'll be sleeping on your stomach for a week," he purred. He'd leave lots of lovely marks on his skin tonight. He felt like playing rough.

Without warning the gentle tickling strokes were replaced with a harsh snap of the whip.

He didn't really like that idea, if he was going to put forward that kind of effort he wanted to be sucking on Cy for real, not some plastic toy.

He knew he needed experience but he would rather experience through the practice of doing it.

Rayner shivered softly as a the leather tickled against his backside, making his toes curl slightly from their position under his backside.

The Fledgling cried out loudly as the leather cracked against his skin, he hadn't been expecting that ferocity so soon.

Cy was too selfish to let Ray practise on him. Cy liked nothing but the best and Ray was...not the best at the moment. With practise, he'd get better, but until then, Cy didn't want to have to deal with sloppy, not very great blowjobs.

The Vampire's lips curled into a dark smirk when the boy cried out loudly.

The strands fell away from his skin as he pulled the whip back.

The pale skin was covered in little red lines and circular marks where the knots at the end of the strands had hit him.

The marks looked so pretty on his skin. He wanted to see more.

The strands returned, tickling his skin once more with gentle stroked.

Cy was too selfish to let Ray practise on him. Cy liked nothing but the best and Ray was...not the best at the moment. With practise, he'd get better, but until then, Cy didn't want to have to deal with sloppy, not very great blowjobs.

The Vampire's lips curled into a dark smirk when the boy cried out loudly.

The strands fell away from his skin as he pulled the whip back.

The pale skin was covered in little red lines and circular marks where the knots at the end of the strands had hit him.

The marks looked so pretty on his skin. He wanted to see more.

The strands returned, tickling his skin once more with gentle stroked.

His hands gripped the bed beneath him, grasping onto the stained sheets.

That had been quite painful, the shock of suddenly getting hit hadn't helped either.

Now that the whip returned to it's gentle stoking he didn't trust it, he knew sooner or later he would be struck again.

These strikes made the man happy, his screams made Cy purr so he would endure this torment for as long as he needed to.

Cy chuckled softly. He could read in the boy's body language that he didn't trust the gentle movements of the whip any more.

He loved that. Seeing someone so uptight around his toys.

The gentle flick of his wrist slowly got firmer, slapping the leather against his skin gently. Not enough to hurt him. Not even enough to make the skin flush pink.

Not yet, at least.

"Enjoying yourself, honey?"

Cy chuckled softly. He could read in the boy's body language that he didn't trust the gentle movements of the whip any more.

He loved that. Seeing someone so uptight around his toys.

The gentle flick of his wrist slowly got firmer, slapping the leather against his skin gently. Not enough to hurt him. Not even enough to make the skin flush pink.

Not yet, at least.

"Enjoying yourself, honey?"

"More than you are, I suspect."

He muttered softly as he looked up at the man over his shoulder, a small smile gracing his lip.

As a human he had tried to mask his masochism, especially when Cy had taken him hostage.

Now was an entirely different story, Cy obviously like to inflict pain, granted it was more pain than Ray had been through before, still, he already had the fetish, all he had to do was build upon it.

His shocked expression at the boy's retort curled into a dark smirk. His twisted mind got the implications of that little smile and the words immediately.

Masochist.

That word couldn't have sounded any better in his mind if he tried right now.

Ray was a masochist. His honey was someone that enjoyed pain. "I think Christmas came early," he purred softly.

The leather ticked against his skin for a few more moments.

Crack

Blood tricked down the boy's skin.

Rayner screamed out as his backside was torn open by the leather, his body trembling as he felt the blood drip down his skin.

That hurt, it had hurt a hell of a lot but as the intense pain died down the sting set in, his skin felt hot, abused, raw, that state made him moan deeply, the aftermath of pain always got him aroused.

"If you keep that up I'm going to come early."

He replied in a whimpered moan as his hands bundled in the blankets.

He couldn't help but want more, seeing Cy behind him like that, clad in leather, his arousal hard and standing up against the corset that drew in his small waist, and that whip, the pale leather matching Cy's skin, he looked so powerful wielding it.

What made Rayner chew on his lip in anticipation, his fangs showing, was the fact that his blood now tainted the tips of the whip.

Cy smirked.

"Do you think I care about that?" This Session was all about playing rough and finally having a proper Session. He didn't care how much or little the boy came.

The whip came down on his skin again.

He was going to satisfy himself. Right now he didn't care about satisfying Ray.

This Session was all about his need to play rough.

Rayner cried out again as the whip came down on his already broken skin.

His legs pressed together tightly as he writhed in need, tugging sharping on the bindings on his hand, he wanted to touch himself, he wanted to jerk himself off until he came violently from this rough treatment.

His body felt hot, he could feel the deep stinging of his skin, that wouldn't be leaving any time soon, after tonight he would be covered in bruises.

The Vampire purred as Ray writhed.

He loved that sight. He wanted to see more of it.

And more of it he would see. The whip came down again and again.

Crack.
Crack.
Crack.
Crack.

Cy was breathing a little heavier now. The corset made breathing a little more difficult and he was putting quiet a bit of effort into each strike. He wanted to see the boy's back stained with blood.

Rayner screamed and cried out louder each time he was stuck, he could feel his skin tearing apart, ripping under the harsh strikes of the whip.

His body lay there trembling in his bindings, gripping them tightly as he jolted with each strike.

He could feel his arousal throb, moisture dripping from his tip and sliding down his thighs, he was so close, so very close, amongst all this pain he only needed the slightest bit of pleasure to send him hurtling over the edge.

Cy planted a knee on the bed, leaning over his bound body with a little purr.

He leaned over further, tongue laving over the boy's entrance, bloodied by the weeping wounds dripping down over his sides and back.

He could taste the boy's blood on his tongue as he lapped at him.

Cy reached out, fingers curling around the plug with a smirk.

He'd tease the boy even more as he bought him pain.

Cy was pleased with the advance in sex toys over the years. He smirked as he pushed the plug into the boy, stretching him a little more than his last plug. He flicked in the vibrations and smirked. It was so much easier finding vibrating toys nowadays.

The Vampire pulled back off the bed again.

Crack.
Crack.

The trembling in the boy's body only intensified as vibrations flowed through him.

This was so much different to anything he had ever felt before, it was amazing, he could feel the vibration spread through his backside and jolt right through his arousal.

One more crack was all he needed before he cried out in pained ecstasy, screaming out Cy's name as his body surrendered.

His body throbbed around the plug stretching his ass as he came, spilling out over his own thighs and stomach.

Cy smirked as the boy screamed out his name.

Music to his ears.

He didn't stop the snapping of the whip. The leather came down on the boy's bloodied back in a steady rhythm.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

He was nowhere near ready to let up right now.

He hadn't been this rough with anyone in weeks. He needed this.

He needed to be brutally cruel. Make someone bleed, scream and cry.