[C][M] The illusion of freedom

Silt's eyes slammed shut as his throat was pounded into.

Dario was trying to make him uncomfortable again, test his limits, make him cry out and cause pain.

He swallowed thickly around the man's arousal, making a violent huffing sound through his nose as he struggled not to cough.

He couldn't hold out long as the firm thrusts didn't waver, causing him to gag loudly, a stream a saliva dribbling down his chin as he forced himself to stay put.

Dario shivered in delight when the man finally gagged around him.

He loved that. Loved the struggle. Loved that he could get men to drool as they tried to get through their throats being fucked.

His hips continued to rock.

How much could he make the man struggle before he got to the point where he almost passed out?

Unlike some demons, Silt did require oxygen to survive, breathing was a requirement.

So in a situation like this where his ability to breathe was impaired he took deep, slow breaths through his nose.

His calm breathing was disrupted by another lot of violent gags. His throat constricted around the man's arousal as it hammered into him.

Silently he cursed himself for choosing such a large man with such a sadistic streak, he loved it and hated it at the same time.

Silt looked so good struggling like this, gagging around his cock, dribbling everywhere.

"I should make you do this every time I call on you. Make you get down on your knees and service me."

He'd enjoy the sight.

That was definitely something he would consider doing.

He pulled back from the man's arousal only slightly, allowing his teeth to drag up the sides of his shaft as he swallowed back some of the saliva that was filling his mouth.

Silt couldn't help but chuckle inwardly as the man spoke, every time he called huh? He was still undecided whether or not he would come to the man's beck and call as of yet.

He would decide soon enough whether this man was indeed worthy of calling Master.

The demon pushed forward again, gagging and choking around his arousal until it caused his eyes to water.

He'd call and ask for play dates even if Silt didn't want to.

He liked the Demon. He was fun and he could play rough with him. This was something Dario had been craving. Someone he could use his full force on.

"How cute," he purred softly, thumb stroking the skin beneath Silt's eye. His eyes were watering up.

That was a start.

Next he'd aim for making it so hard for him to breathe he almost passed out.

Silt's nose wrinkled, the tell tale sign that he was about to snarl, though he knew better than to let the noise escape his throat, Dario had already proved that he would be punished if he did so.

The demon stayed quiet except for the constant gagging and frantic breaths through his nose.

His already pale features went more so as the lack of oxygen began to take it's toll, he was beginning to feel light headed.

Dario could see the man's eyes begin to unfocus.

This was it.

Now he would keep a very close eye on him. He didn't want Silt passing out. They didn't have the time.

Unfortunately, he only had the time for a little more play before he had to kick Silt out and get cleaning.

Hayden would be arriving in a while and he didn't want to risk the boy seeing any evidence of what was happening.

His breathing became more frantic as the realization that he couldn't breathe set in.

His eyes hazed and unfocused as his head became heavily, lulling to the side lazily as he struggled to keep his eyes open.

Silt tried to move his head away, squirm free of the intrusion down his throat but Dario was too long and he could only move so far.

Dario's eyes stared down at Silt as he waited for the telltale sign that he was about to pass out.

He wouldn't stop a moment before.

His hips continued rocking, thrusting into the Demon's throat roughly.

Dario was not going to be gentle with the Demon.

Silt tried to groan and pull away but he could feel himself growing limp.

His breathing became heavier through his nose before dropping off and slowing again as his eyes rolled back and his head fell forward against Dario's pelvis.

He was teetering on the edge of consciousness as his eyes tried to refocus, sliding shut before opening for a moment then sliding shut again over and over.

His body was sore and tired, perhaps it was best just to let himself sleep.

That was it.

He pulled out of the Demon's mouth and dropped to his knees, hands framing the Demon's face gently.

"Back to me. Breathe," he ordered gently.

Dario didn't much like aftercare in the middle of a scene, but with breathplay you could never be too careful. He wasn't going to let Silt recover from this on his own.

"Look at me and breathe."

It took him a long moment after the intrusion was pulled from his mouth to finally take a deep inhale of air, his body tensing as he tried to recall what had just happened.

He coughed hoarsely between frantic gulps which slowly calmed to heavy panting as Dario held his face and spoke to him.

Silt blink rapidly for a moment as his watery eyes looked up at the man like instructed.

It was hard to follow orders when he was hazed like this.

"That's it, good boy," he crooned softly, stroking the Demon's damp hair out of his face gently.

"Breathe. Nice and slowly."

His thumbs stroked the Demon's cheeks gently.

"In out, in out. That's it. Good boy," he praised.

His gaze became more focus as he stared up at Dario, listening to the man as best he could.

He tried to slow his breathing, inhaling and exhaling along with the man, his breath coming in deep, slow pants as his lung relaxed.

Silt nuzzled against the hands on his cheeks as they stroked him, his body calming down as his muscles relaxed, pulling himself up from his slumped position until he was sitting up on his knees again.

"There we go."

Dario grinned at the Demon when he pushed himself back up onto his knees.

"You held out really well. I'm impressed."

The human gave a soft, husky chuckle.

"You look so good struggling to breathe around my cock." He really did enjoy seeing the man's eyes flutter and his head lull.

It was something they'd be doing again.

"There we go."

Dario grinned at the Demon when he pushed himself back up onto his knees.

"You held out really well. I'm impressed."

The human gave a soft, husky chuckle.

"You look so good struggling to breathe around my cock." He really did enjoy seeing the man's eyes flutter and his head lull.

It was something they'd be doing again.

"Could of warned me..."

He muttered hoarsely between pants, his voice cracking from having his throat fucked so roughly.

"...that you wanted to do breath play, scared the shit out of me."

Silt hadn't been expecting that, for a moment he really did think he was going to choke to death on Dario's monster cock.

He swallowed down the saliva in pooling in his mouth with a wince, yep that hurt.

"Where's the fun in that?" he chuckled softly.

Silt was speaking, granted he sounded a little hoarse. That was a good sign.

"Next time I'll warn you, though."

He didn't want Silt panicking every time he shoved his cock down his throat for fear of breath play.

"You enjoyed it, though. Still rock hard."

"Of course I enjoyed it."

He muttered, as if Dario was stating some blindingly obvious truths.

"I'm the biggest pain slut around, every little whore wants a monster cock shoved down their throat."

He replied with a crooked grin as he stared up at the human, he had enjoyed the experience, even if he had panicked a little bit.

At least he knew for next time that Dario was into breath play.

"Monster cock?"

Dario had never heard someone he actually knew refer to his dick as a monster cock. It just seemed strange.

"Are you up for some more play?"

Dario wanted to fuck the man again, but if Silt wanted to call it quits after that last fiasco, Dario wouldn't push him.

Silt smirked and nodded.
"You should need a weapons license for that thing, it's deadly."
He replied with a chuckle as he looked up at the man cheekily.

"Do you even need to ask? Takes more than a little suffocation to stop me."

The demon knelt up straight and rolled his shoulders as best he could in his bindings, he was ready for another round, after all, he was still yet to come at all.

Dario laughed.

Weapons licence. That was a new one.

The human smirked. "Spread 'em." He slapped the man's thighs firmly.

Dario lifted his hand, holding it out under Silt's chin. "Spit." He'd learned last night that he wasn't going to be going in dry. But he wanted it to be at least a little rough for Silt.

Silt could already feel himself falling for one of the weaknesses of being a sub, hearing the man laugh made him realise that he wanted to make Dario happy, he was slipping into servitude already.

His legs parted obediently as they were slapped, making himself comfortable as he knelt.

He glanced down at Dario's hand before he spit the saliva pooling in his mouth, he was glad of it too, at least he didn't have to try and swallow that lot with his throat still hurting.

The human pulled his wet hand away from Silt's chin and used it to slick his arousal before gripping Silt's thighs.

He lifted him the same as he had the night before and slowly lowered him down completely onto him.

Dario gave a soft moan.

The Demon felt so good around him.