Oh my, oh my,
Mini-kun!'s perverted mind!
But seriously, BDSM is so intriguing... And Luka is no doubt the most likely one to be an S. I like her being all... dominant. Her cutesy innocent self is hot too, but... yeah. I'm just a boy! ;~;
Rated for bondage and sex. And a lot of it.
Disclaimer: Please excuse me, I didn't know I owned Vocaloid. Because I clearly don't.
BDSM
Knots
"Come on," she purred, gloved fingernails dragging across his cheek in such a way that didn't make him bleed nor keep his skin pale. Her left hand tugged on the final knot and made him groan in pain, although she didn't dare letting go for one second. His purple hair meshed with the black ropes, and the barely lit room made it look like poison dripping off steel.
Megurine Luka loved it, oh so very much.
His legs were parted, dangling in the air from the many ropes and knots keeping him upright, arms tied behind him and eyes kept shut by a black blindfold. She couldn't get too close – the eyes were windows of innocence; once she saw a flicker of fear and distress she knew she would stop.
"Do it again," he heaved, indicating he didn't want to go by Luka's rules. She squinted her eyes at how demanding he sounded and dragged a small candle off the little table that held all her toys, slowly letting the wax drip onto his skin, burning it. The man howled and moaned and thrashed around, making it utterly difficult to keep him in her control any longer.
Luka smirked, and let him fall to the floor in a messy heap, her heels clicking against the wooded floor, shining in the near darkness. Her hands caressed her whip with a soft look in her eyes, and turned around, forcing the man on his knees despite how much the candle wax had burned. "Lean down, like you're getting fucked in the ass," she ordered, pushing his head to the ground forcefully. He uttered not a single sound, instead following what she was telling him.
Without warning, she swung her arm in a large arc, feeling pleasure at the sound of the leather hitting his skin. He didn't scream, but cry in pleasure at the feeling, losing all shame in exchange for a good time. Luka licked her lips and did it again and again, yelling out all sorts of curses at him before kicking him to the ground.
"Up."
Like a dog, she thought. His head was pressing against her stomach, crossing the line of how much she wanted to be touched. With little more than a flick of her whip, he was on his back with handcuffs strapped around his wrists, the candle in Luka's left hand illuminating the smallest of dents on his body, making her lick her lips in anticipation.
Her boots slid up his abdomen, shaking abs literally shining with sweat and his manhood upright, making him the perfect target for her last performance. "Lift your hips, you sick fuck," she laughed, wrapping a rope around his waist, tying it with the leftovers still hanging. Once they were finally connected she let him go and watched as the ropes nearly crushed his identity, her whip going and candle wax and the scent of strawberry crème making him go mad.
"You're coming already?" she yelled, striking his back and wincing at how hard she must have hit him. He shuddered in delight, and Luka pulled his hair, tilting his head back to growl in his ear, "I bet you're one of those freaks who sits in his room all day, beating it off to anime porn, huh? Fucking sick."
Her nails dragged down his spine, and he screamed out a second time, not holding back – Luka almost wanted to hit him once more for making such a mess, but knew the more he hung up in the air like that, the more he'd begin to actually hurt. Then court would have to come in.
Luka softly let him down once he was finished, his breathing ragged and blindfold soaked to the brim. "Hope you enjoyed it," she purred, sliding her hand down his chest before she walked out of the room, letting him change into his clothes.
The scent of honey caught her nose, and she smiled, carefully taking her clothing off in the new presence. "What did you think?" she laughed, grabbing a towel. There was a shower in the corner of the room, having stayed there from remodeling an old restaurant into a shop for S&M business.
Haku dropped her cigarette into the ashtray, puffing out a wad of smoke before giving off a soft, lucid laugh. "You didn't cuss enough, but I did wince once that whip came out," she winked, taking a few seconds to respond to a text. Luka turned the water on and sighed at the hot feeling hitting her skin – although she assumed the role of a dominatrix at work, she was secretly one who loved pain; leaving her shower on the hottest it could get was an extremely good feeling. She was no masochist, as she preferred to dominate and cause pain, but she could see why some people were.
"I should get ready for my appointment," Haku sighed loudly, taking off her heels and heading to the thin locker that held her clothing. Luka peeked for a second to skim over the nearly naked Haku, whistling before meeting with her glove, taking it in with her for a soak.
When she came out, Haku was using the room to the fullest, screaming all sorts of obscenities while the female she was handling cried out in painful moans, thumps and smashes making Luka rub her shoulders. "Not that violent," she chuckled, picking up her bag. She had one more appointment for the day, although the previous man she had already paid for five trips to the grocery store.
"Good day?" Teto asked on her way to cleaning one of their rooms, pushing a cart of cleaning supplies down the hall without even bothering on continuing her conversation. Luka simply nodded at her back and skipped to the lounge, the news playing on their flat screen while Miki was busy wiping down the place, one of her costumes still on despite not having a customer.
Luka opened the glass door and dropped her purse into one of the seats, "What are you doing, Miki?" She saw the redhead jump at her question, and finish wiping down one of their glass coffee tables before dumping various magazines onto them, looking more like she was being timed than actually working.
"You didn't hear? Boss's daughter is coming in today!" she yelled in panic, throwing Luka her supplies, opening the door to let in the strange noises coming from one of the rooms. "I gotta get changed!"
Looking around at the spotless, suddenly calming, room, Luka dropped the supplies in a bucket and kicked it to the side, sighing in content once her butt finally hit a chair and not another person.
Miku stared outside the bus window, watching as trees and mountains changed into a tunnel, lights causing her to become queasy. She shuddered at how cold it was, despite it barely being four in the afternoon and hardly a cloud was in the sky. "I can't wait," she breathed, looking down at the business card she held in her hand.
Her father owned a new business specializing in what people called S&M play, with mainly women working for him, an exception being one man. Miku had to look up what the business was about, and quickly felt weird about knowing what her dad made money from, but soon found it oddly fascinating.
She would soon meet the women that sexually hurt people on a daily, made money, and did it all over again the next day. "I wonder what it's like," she idly mumbled, thumping her head against the glass. An image of some random woman striking her with a whip while she was being tied up made her shudder in fear, suddenly not finding the act very great.
After a few minutes of jitters, the bus stopped right in front of the small plaza, the large, stretched out building holding many small businesses, although only one caught her eye. One with a black heel and the words Glitter Glass written across the sign. Her smile faded into a scowl now that she had a good look at it.
The busy street suddenly went silent as Miku's sneakers hit the pavement, one small step after another until she was standing in front of the tinted glass doors, a look of surprise on her face at how neat and calm it was. She was sure a BDSM business with such a cheesy name would be more like some sex shop.
A brown-haired woman approached her, holding out her hand, "Welcome! I take it you're here for an appointment? With Luka?" She winked for a second, but frowned when Miku looked around in confusion, not bothering with answering her question.
The woman led her to the main desk, the sound of a fountain coming from the side. Sure enough, there was one attached to the wall, making the room inside look more like an abstract painting than it did a room. "Okay, so... are you here to book an appointment, or.. what?" the woman asked, getting her attention.
Miku looked down at her feet and fiddled with the hem of her sweatshirt, swallowing her nervousness down. "Well... I'm here to visit my dad...?" she stated, sounding more confused the moment the woman's face fell.
"O-oh! Oh!" she yelled, cursing under her breath. Suddenly she relaxed and jumped out of receptionist mode, taking Miku down the hall opposite of the wall fountain, where she found herself standing in a nearly blinding room with news on the flat screen, a redhead casually sitting with headphones on her ears.
"I'm Meiko," the receptionist greeted, glaring at Miki for a split second. Miku took a seat next to the door, feeling more on edge than she was welcome. Meiko handed her the remote, "She's not watching, so change it to what you want. I'll be right back with Boss."
Miku almost laughed at the way she said it, almost as if her dad being a boss was some joke, but nodded anyway, letting Meiko leave the room in a hurry.
It didn't take long for another interruption, this time a tall, grey-haired woman walking in with a growl, kicking her shoes off to the other side of the room. "Fuck men!" she yelled, crossing her arms. Miki looked at the shoes that hit the wall and at Haku, who had become taken with angrily watching the animal documentary.
"You're in a bad moo – Oh my God!" she yelled, finally connecting eyes with Miku, who was huddled in her seat in fear at how rough and angry Haku was. The tall woman's red eyes touched hers as well, and Miku flinched a little, waving at them. "You're so cute!" Miki squealed, jumping on the tealette and dragging her to her feet in a hug.
Miku felt so confused with everything, especially since all she planned on doing was visiting her dad and then going home. With the way older women were surrounding her all of a sudden, she felt very similar to a harem protagonist in an anime. "U-Um...?" she questioned, her voice going ignored in favor of both women complimenting everything about her.
"I'm Furukawa Miki, just to let you know!" the redhead winked, stepped back to smile at her before poking Haku's cheek, "And this is Yowane Haku – don't mind her, she's angry almost all the time."
"I am not," Haku hissed, crossing her legs.
The door opened again and Meiko stepped in with their boss, his smile making Miku grin, escaping Miki's death grip to hug him. Hatsune Mikuo was a pretty large man, height wise, so when he hugged her back, it looked like Miku suddenly disappeared. "I'm glad you made it!" he yelled, ruffling her hair. Miku nodded and looked like a child given her wanted present. "How was the trip?"
Miku frowned, closing her eyes to show how bored she was. "It was long," she answered shortly, hoping that answer would suffice. "This place is cool though!"
Mikuo laughed again, patting her head while taking her out of the lounge, giving Miki a knowing stare when she tried following them. "Is it? Do you want to take a small tour?" he asked, taking her small backpack she brought with her. Their plan went like this: Miku would stay with her father while her mother was out on business for a week, and then go home.
Of course, since her parents were divorced, it wasn't exactly easy to explain why Miku had to sleep at her dad's workplace instead of his house. Her mother was outraged, but could do nothing at the last minute. But Miku would be lying if she said she hated the idea. Not many people had their parents own an establishment like this.
He introduced her to the rest of the available employees, one of them being close to Miku's age, Kasane Teto, while the rest were older. Some were busy with work, and Mikuo made sure to avoid the occupied rooms while showing them off to Miku. The walls were mainly plain, although some had colored fuzz covering them, others had things like collars hanging down from the ceiling, and others had surprising appliances like a pillory.
And at the end of the hall, where the sunlight was shining through a large window, was her room. Mikuo opened the door and allowed his daughter in first, making sure everything like the light and bathroom sink worked before watching her sit on the bed, gawking at how soft the mattress was.
"You like it?" he asked, opening up the blinds, revealing most of the busy freeway, loud noise coming in when he opened it a little, frowning. "Sorry about the noise..." he muttered, sighing.
Miku shook her head and smiled against her pillow, "No way. This is awesome. Thanks a lot, dad." She jumped off the bed and flew into his arms, giggling when he sputtered in embarrassment, knowing his employees were watching; their rumors always suggested he was a heavyhearted flirt, but that was now down the toilet.
Gently stroking her teal locks, Mikuo nodded. "No problem, kiddo."
After letting Miku see most of the building, Mikuo decided to take her out for dinner, giving Meiko permission to be the boss while they were out. Of course, instead of doing her job, she simply turned off the open sign, locked the doors and wandered to the now full lounge, throwing Haku a can of beer.
Her shift was officially over, but being friends with Luka (carpooling with her), she wanted to wait until she was done with her overly long appointment. Meiko laughed at her face and dropped herself into the grey-haired woman's lap. Haku instantly pressing her can against her neck in annoyance.
"Luka's probably enjoying her time now," she sighed, looking at the neon clock. Meiko hummed and they both took a swig of beer at the same time, wondering how that was going. "The guy that came in was pretty hot, I admit... I'm actually jealous of her."
Scoffing, Teto, who was on the floor with a magazine in hand with Kagamine Len all over it, waved her hand at her comment. "No way, he was average at best."
"Talking crap about my customers huh?" Luka teased, walking in all the way with a glowing face. The two drinking alcohol held in their comments about her activities and simply let Luka mingle with the rest of the girls. She kept a brief conversation with Kaito, their sole male employee before inserting money into the vending machine.
He mentioned the boss' daughter, catching her attention and her eyes went straight to the packing Miki, who was ready to go home. "She was cute... I guess..." he said, standing to leave once the clock hit five. Many others followed him, allowing Luka a seat.
"So, the daughter of our boss, huh? And she's what, twelve?" she asked with a shake of her head, missing how Teto giggled and ran out when her watched beeped, bidding them a loud goodbye.
Haku hummed into her empty can, shaking it. "Nope. More like seventeen. Still... why'd he bring her here? I mean, this is absolutely a twenty-plus establishment," she seethed, seemingly beginning to hate the newcomer. Luka rolled her eyes, unable to grasp the connection. It wasn't like this girl was one of their customers. To her it mattered very little.
"Whatever. We're probably going to see her fuck all the time she's here," she commented, crossing her legs with a switch of the TV remote. Meiko jumped from Haku's lap and threw away her can, stretching with a loud yawn.
"Well I'm ready to hit the hay, so... I'll be seeing you guys!" she hollered abruptly, grabbing her purse and mentioning something about carpooling with Haku, seeing as she dragged the taller woman out with her, leaving Luka, Miki and some other girls who were chatting among themselves.
Luka and Miki exchanged a few glances, the younger of the two shuddering in her seat. "So," Luka started, smirking with a teasing glint in her eyes, "You were all over this girl, huh?"
"I was not!" Miki screamed in defiance, slamming her phone down. Her temper was the perfect fit for how rough she got when she was with a customer – Luka wanted to learn a bit from her, and Haku as well. "I just mentioned she was cute – like a puppy, not as in I want to take her to bed with me, okay?"
Nodding with a dragged out "okay" Luka went back to minding her own business, and turned when the front bells rang, Mikuo walking in. She hardly, if ever, saw their boss, despite him being very close with his employees; the most she heard of him was that he was some player with an attitude fit for a thug. But seeing him look so happy made her smile; not all bosses were assholes, as many people made them out to be deviants. Herself included.
Then, she saw her. A short, petite teal-haired girl with a stylish outfit fit for a teenager. She spoke very animatedly, although the closed door to their soundproof lounge made it hard to hear what they were talking about. Luka could feel something in her stomach twisting like one of her bondage ropes, making itself comfortable in that spot.
Mikuo then patted her on the head and walked away, leaving her to her own devices. Luka watched as she looked around the reception area for Meiko, but found nobody. When she went down the hall, her eyes drifted down to her waist and hips, then to her bottom, her skinny jeans not helping with hiding what she had down there. Luka gulped and turned around before she started breathing too hard, rolling her eyes to make it look like she was uninterested.
"Whatever. She is cute though, I'll give you that," she said, hoping the little blush on her face went unnoticed. Miki chuckled evilly, reaching to touch her shoulder as she walked out, the look on her face immediately telling Luka what she didn't want to know.
You're such a pervert.
AN
Haa? Haa? Not yet?
I know. Not enough bondage/sexy stuff to really get those lungs pumping. But I started becoming bored with Luka doing it to some guy/Gakupo if you didn't get the hint; because I'm biased and want NegiToro to happen in my story quickly. But I didn't want this to be like Don't Get Caught, where nothing but sex happens, so it'll be a while before Miku gets a taste of dominant Luka. So sad.
Oh yeah, a pillory is a wooden board with holes you stick your head and arms through. Used for humiliation in public so people could throw a bunch of crap at you.