AN: So I loved everyone's pornstar names for Asami. I laughed so much at all the suggestions, they were fantastic. In the end, I realised that I was over thinking it and went super simple. Asami interesting like that though, he would pick a name that meant something to him and not care about what anyone else thought just as likely as he would pick something absolutely ridiculous just because he thought it would be amusing. So I ran with the dragon theme and kept Ryuu because everyone would just assume it's a scene name that matches the dragon theme and not his actual name. And he would totally get off on his little subs crying out his name unknowingly. I've never written anything lie this before so hopefully it's okay :x

Warnings for BDSM, kink and sex.

Also, for those still chasing other updates, it's going to be at least a week before the next chapter of Choose Me or Shattered but there will be more Bachelor AU tomorrow ^^

Akihito had been filled with nervous energy for the entire day at work. He had been checking his phone for messages at lunch time and had seen the new unread message sitting in his inbox. The sender?

The Golden Eyed Dragon.

He was a mess of nerves and desperate to read the response yet still reluctant.

What if all his hopes were dashed?

Akihito had never known he was gay until fairly recently, he always just assumed that he liked girls and it was just a matter of finding the right one. That's what everyone always said, right? That was until he got set up by his exasperated friends and taken home from a club by a very enthusiastic young woman. Who he just couldn't get it up for. Dear lord did he try but it just wasn't happening. That was singularly the most embarrassing night of his life, the poor drunken girl thought it was her fault and cried rivers until he had blurted out that maybe he was gay. She wasn't thrilled by that either and he ended up kicked out on his ass at 3am.

He doubted the assessment of possible gayness when he felt no attraction to anyone at the club the next time his commiserating friends dragged him out and instead contemplated that maybe he was just asexual.

But that just didn't sit right either.

In a final desperate bid to get some answers, Akihito turned to the Internet. More precisely, he turned to internet porn sites. Surely there was someone on the internet that he would be attracted to. They had categories upon categories catering to different kinks and fetishes. All he had to do was scroll through endless pages and see if anything or anyone caught his attention.

The first major clue he got was that in straight porn he tended to watch the guy not the girl. This quickly proved problematic because some of them really didn't need to be in front of a camera like that. More than one video had him shuddering and backing out quickly. Maybe they paid money to be in the videos because he was damn sure that no one would want to pay them for the dubious privilege.

So off to the gay section he went.

This proved to be a far more successful endeavour.

It only took a few sample videos before he stumbled across the second major piece of the puzzle that was the key to what he was looking for. It was a video with a cute little twink getting completely reamed by a far larger man. Oh, Akihito wanted to be that cute little twink crying out in pleasure. He watched fascinated as the young man was completely dominated and as a hand struck the fleshy backside, painting it pink with the force, he realised there was more to it. It wasn't just about the size difference, it was about the power difference as well.

It took him a week to pluck up the courage to delve into the next place he knew he needed to look for his answers. He kept trying to tell himself he was being silly, the internet was a dubious place as it was and porn sites were not the right places for him to try and work his dilemma out. But he had made more progress in hours online than he had made in years on his own trying to deal with real people. He needed to do this. He needed to know just what he was missing about himself.

So it was with a great deal of trepidation that he ventured into the fetish section on his now preferred porn site.

And everything clicked into place.

Somethings were definitely not for him, like kinky things with feet for example, but oh, leather, chains, whips and domination just flat fucking did it for him. He watched in wide eyed rapture as the subs moaned in ecstasy even while they cried rivulets of tears. He shuddered in pleasure as deep voices whispered sadistic commands and he came crying out into his fist in the fantasy of it all.

This was how stumbled across a particular website; The Lair of the Golden Eyed Dragon.

A few weeks after his BDSM discovery, he had been browsing around and stumbled across a short, sneak peak type of video. He recognised the tactic as a way to advertise a particular website, a short video to tickle the tastebuds with promise but still enough for people to know what they were all about.

The master in this particular video held Akihito's attention right from the first second. Tall, broad and strikingly handsome. He wore a business shirt unbuttoned to fall open, showing tantalising peeks of cut abs. The sleeves were rolled up to show his rippling arm muscles as he flicked a toy against reddening skin and he seemed to take genuine delight in the tears rolling down the pretty little twinks face.

Curious and turned on beyond belief, Akihito clicked the link to the website. He quickly devoured the free snippets of video but it just wasn't enough. The full videos were only available to members who paid a monthly subscription but the fee was minimal and he had just been paid.

It was money well spent.

Akihito stayed up most of the night watching in pure fascination as Master Ryuu, Master Dragon indeed, never had he seen a more fitting theme for someone, tore different subs to pieces with slow, careful deliberateness. He moved with all the grace of a predator, no spare movements, just everything exactly as he intended. He seemed to know exactly how to wield each and every implement in his dungeon in such a way as to pull the exact reaction he wanted from his partners. It was clear that the intimidating man genuinely got off on just wrecking each and every one of his selection of pretty little twinks and there was something about that that also really got Akihito going.

But his favourite part of all was the livestream cam shows. Late every Wednesday night, Akihito would log onto the Lair of the Golden Eyed Dragon website and eagerly await the little green light to flick on and indicate that the show would be starting soon. Master Ryuu always started it early so that the notifications would go out and give people time to log in before he started the show. If you missed the show you watch it back later but only the actual scene would be available and Akihito's two favourite parts would be cut. Because as much as he enjoyed watching the scene unfold, there was something about the anticipation of watching him carefully select what toys they would play with for the evening that just turned him on even more. But his absolute favourite part was right at the end. The poor, exhausted little sub would still be all floaty and out of it and Master Ryuu would switch off the main camera and change over to a tablet. He would carefully pick up his partner, all sweet words and praise, even for those he had just spent an hour degrading with filth, and carry them into the bath. It was the only time the Master himself actually got naked and Akihito loved getting an eye full of his extremely cut figure. Once there, he would settle the little spacey sub onto his lap and carefully clean them off as they came back to themselves while answering any questions that the viewers might have. The man was full of knowledge with no shame and endless patience. Akihito quickly noticed that there would always be someone new asking the same question as someone else had the week prior but he never looked down on it and answered again and again, as many times as he was asked.

He listened eagerly and soaked up the knowledge but always found himself transfixed on the careful, almost tender administrations of Master Ryuu caring for his subs. It struck a cord deep inside of him but he couldn't work out why or what it was until that one fateful evening.

It was livestream Wednesday once again and Akihito had long since finished work, eaten then cleaned up in preparation for this evenings show. Master Ryuu had a new sub that Akihito had never seen before for the evening. The young man looked nervous and Master Ryuu explained that they had played together before but never on camera as he was a little camera shy. As such there would be no requests taken that night and his preferences ran a little different to Master Ryuu's other subs. Degradation and humiliation was out and Akihito was still trying to mentally work out what would change when they started.

Akihito practically came in his pants within the first ten minutes.

The final piece of the puzzle slotted into place. There was no slaps to the face, no filthy insults or name calling. Instead there was just this litany of praise and soft, gentle caresses in between the sharp sting of the toys.

Good boy. Such a good boy for me. So perfect. Take it, can you take it for me? That's it, good boy. Do this for me and I promise I'll make you feel. So. Damn. Good.

That was what Akihito wanted. He wanted the pain, the pleasure. He wanted to be torn to pieces and put back together again but he wasn't a slut or a whore. No, he was a good boy.

When the scene ended and Akihito slowly removed himself from the fantasy, he was left with mixed feelings. He had always prided himself on being independent and strong willed. What did this desire to be good, to be praised mean? Did it reflect on him as a person? The worry quickly ate away at him and for the very first time he asked a question into the chat while Master Ryuu cared for his little sub. His answer was something that would always stay with Akihito.

"Liking such things doesn't have to define you. For most people, even those heavily involved in the scene, it's just a facet of who they are. Many little things make up a person so much so that one single part doesn't define you. Of course, if you want it to, that's fine as well. The BDSM scene is more about acceptance than anything else. You can be anyone you want, just because you want to or perhaps because it's something you need. Don't stress about what others think."

After that, Akihito spent a few hours researching everything he could into the BDSM scene. He already knew more than he thought and soon decided it was time to experience it himself. But he didn't want to go to a club or try find someone else online.

No, he wanted the Golden Eyed Dragon for his first.

First not only in relation to BDSM but for sex in general.

The only problem was that Akihito wasn't sure if Master Ryuu would take on someone so very inexperienced. What happened if he tried to hit him or tie him up and he freaked out on camera and it wasn't actually for him. But oh, he ached for it. And there was some small part of him that knew that maybe, just maybe, it was more of a need than a want.

So after much dithering and many aborted attempts, Akihito finally submitted his request video to Master Ryuu. It was a requirement, according to the website, that if you wanted to be considered to be allowed into his dungeon that a video was sent through of you talking about what you wanted and why. He had been fairly confident that appearance wise he was a perfect fit, the man seemed to have a preference for cute little twinks although had commented one Wednesday after the scene that he did occasionally play with other types off camera.

The thing Akihito was most worried about was his damn virgin status.

But still, it was only two days later and he had received a reply from his dream master. The email had been sitting unread all day and he had to take a deep breath before he finally loaded it up.

It took a long time for Akihito to take in the contents. When it finally registered that the list of conditions and BDSM checklist of preferences and hard limits meant that the man was interested, he actually whooped aloud. The checklist was long and detailed but he took his time to fill it out carefully before replying and sending it off. The man was apparently located here in Tokyo and a doctors clean bill of health was the last thing he needed before they could set a date.

Master Ryuu gave him the details to a specific doctor in Tokyo and advised him the tests would all be covered if he told him when he booked in for. Sure enough, once at the clinic he was told the payment was all taken care of and all he had to do was sit and wait for the test he knew would come back clean. A week later he received a letter in the mail that had his own test results labeled just under 'Aki' but a second sheet was included showing results for 'Ryuu'. Both had passed all tests for sexual diseases, both completely clean. He hadn't expected to get the other mans results but was pleased that he had, it showed a level of respect that Akihito appreciated.

Now all he had to do was wait.

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It was the week before Akihito was going to meet Master Ryuu in person and he found he spent most of the livestreamed cam show watching the man in question rather than the little sub. Just thinking about how soon those intense golden eyes of the so-called dragon would be focused on him alone sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. His nerves were already starting to show but at the same time he wanted it so bad.

He watched as they switched across to the tablet and half the viewers signed off but as usual, he was keen to stay and watch the aftercare. They ran over fairly typical questions then someone asked about next week. Akihito sat up straight in his chair and felt his heart start to beat a little faster as a dark smirk was directed at the camera.

"Next week I have a very special little treat. It's not very often I get to play with a virgin in every sense of the word."

The chat just erupted at that. He couldn't keep up with what was being said although it was mostly just filthy suggestions about what would happen. There was a few who voiced concern over where or not he would be able to handle it but Master Ryuu just laughed them off.

"I wouldn't worry about that, I would be extremely surprised if he was anything less than a natural submissive. Although I will request the chat to lay off the degrading names, he's watching right now and that's a hard limit."

Akihito flushed bright red as the chat was immediately filled with terms of praise and suggestion. He squirmed in his seat as heat pooled in his belly at the comments.

He's going to be so good for us.

Baby boy going to learn how to take that massive cock?

I'm looking forward to watching him cry some pretty little tears.

Oh he wanted that so much. He let the praise wash over him and stored it away for later.

Soon, soon that would be him.

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The day of reckoning had arrived and Akihito was a mess of nerves. He couldn't do anything all day. He had managed to call in a few favours to get today and the next few days off work. He figured he would need the recovery time.

But now here he was, standing outside a high rise in Shinjuku of all places, with a small overnight bag and his printed copy of their BDSM contract that Master Ryuu had drawn up. He was almost surprised when the receptionist waved him in on giving his name. Having a dungeon in a sky rise seemed a little contradictory but what did he know really? The perks of being in such a fancy building would surely at least mean that there was good soundproofing. The higher the elevator rose, the more jittery with the nerves he became. He wanted so badly to make a good impression but he was so scared that Master Ryuu would decide he'd made a mistake and send him away.

His heart leapt into his throat when the chime sounded to announce his arrival on the requested floor and Akihito nearly tripped on his feet on the way out. There was a short corridor that led to a single door just like he had been told and he knocked immediately before his nerves could talk him out of it. The distraction of his internal freak out stopped him from hearing the approaching footsteps until just before the door was pulled open to reveal the dragon in the flesh.

Hot damn.

If Akihito thought the man looked good on camera, he was positively drool worthy in real life. Slicked back hair with just a few strands hanging loose roguishly, intense golden eyes and chiseled features. He was already wearing exactly what he did on camera, white shirt with no tie and the sleeves rolled up, fitting black slacks with a black leather belt and shiny leather shoes. An outfit that could be found on many a salaryman yet somehow this man seemed to wear it in such a way as to seem powerful and put together. Akihito blushed when he realised that he had been wordlessly staring but the other man had just been observing him in return.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Aki."

"Ah, yes, you too…"

He suddenly realised he had absolutely no idea how to address the man properly and wanted to hide away. Thankfully he just seemed amused as he let him inside. The door clocked shut with a very final sounding click and Akihito gulped as he found the man standing a little too close. A hand nudged his chin up and their eyes locked.

"Are you scared?"

"No." Akihito replied stubbornly before elaborating at the eyebrow raised in clear disbelief. "If anything I'm nervous." The man still didn't look away, apparently aware that that wasn't the whole truth. Akihito sighed. "Fine. I'm scared you'll change your mind and send me away."

"There, that wasn't so hard, was it? Let me make this clear right now, I expect complete and total honesty from you from now on. If you can't do that then I will send you away right now."

"I can do that." Akihito replied hastily with wide eyes.

"Good." The hand finally dropped away and the man stepped back to start moving further into the building. "As for your question, as long as you don't break our contract or my trust then I have no intention of sending you away. It's not everyday that I get to mould a natural submissive to my preference."

"But I've never… How do you know I'll be a natural?"

"I've known many different submissives throughout my time in this lifestyle and all of those that I would consider 'naturals', those who find submission a need, a requirement, speak a similar way about their reasons and feelings about submitting. You spoke the same way in your request video. There is a reason I request a video submission, you can see all the body language behind the words. Some people want money, some attention. You however, you are looking for something more, something deeper. Am I wrong?"

Akihito was silent for a few moments before replying quietly; "No, you're not not wrong."

He was led into a room that had a table and chairs, couch, filling cabinet and a small kitchenette with a fridge freezer. Akihito handed over the printed copy of the contract upon being asked for it and the man proceeded to drill him on the contents. It wasn't until Akihito had almost paraphrased the entire thing that he seemed satisfied that he had actually read it.

"Why did you ask me to print it off?" The question had been eating at him for weeks.

"So that you would know that nothing has been changed. If I had sent it to you to read it over then I provided the copy, there would have been ample opportunity for me to change it and you would have had to read it again. I need you to trust me completely."

Akihito nodded and let himself be led to a large bathroom. It was at least twice the size of his own and he was struck with the sheer differences in lifestyle. This wasn't even the mans home, this was his dungeon yet it was kitted out with more elegance than Akihito could ever dream of on his earnings. He was also still feeling a little awkward and overawed by the man himself.

He was left to clean up, inside and out, and had to stand on the spot for a few minutes to calm his rapidly beating heart. All the supplies required had been provided and he was infinitely glad that he was left to his own devices for this. He had been told to take his time but he found that the nervous jitters were eating away at him and Akihito was too distracted to enjoy the superior water pressure and fancy soaps of his shower. He quickly towelled dry and slipped into the soft robe provided. His heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. This was it. He didn't know what to expect but he knew he would never be the same after this.

Akihito walked on trembling legs out from the bathroom and a deep voice directed him further into the building. He had spent countless hours watching from the comfort of his own home and it was bizarre seeing the room from behind. The room was just as massive as it appeared on camera, completely open plan and littered with various contraptions. The dragon himself was sitting at a desk with a computer at the other end of the room that was the only thing he had never seen on camera. It must be how he streams the video and where he sets everything up from.

Master Ryuu looked up as he approached and shot him a dark smirk.

"You look like a little rabbit that is knowingly walking into the wolfs lair."

"That's actually a pretty accurate description of how I feel." Akihito mumbled in reply.

The man chuckled and stood. He towered over Akihito and it left him feeling an odd thrill run up his spine.

"You just need to relax, I'll take real good care of you. Now, let's get the camera on and you all set up."

Akihito blinked in surprise, normally it was the other way around, the camera would get turned on and you wouldn't see the sub until all the toys had been selected and set up. The question must have shown on his face as the man clarified as he guided Akihito over to the camera.

"You said you liked watching me set up, you like the build up of anticipation, so I thought I'd oblige you. Seeing as today is all about you and getting what you need."

"Oh."

They stopped by the camera and the man flicked a few buttons. In normal circumstances, Akihito would have loved to check out the specs of the camera and how it was set up but his nerves were preventing him from thinking of anything but the upcoming event. He jolted as large hands gently pried the robe off him and he was left standing naked and feeling very vulnerable. He shivered as the air caressed his skin, even though it was decidedly warm in there. Looking up, he found Master Ryuu giving him an approving once over.

Then he was being guided by a warm hand on his back to stand under a large frame and turned to face the camera. Akihito chewed his lip as he waited on the spot for the man to return from where he had gone to the other side of the room and looked at he camera with wide eyes as he realised it was on and people would be starting the tune in. He closed his eyes and took a deep shuddering breath. Somehow that thought was more thrilling than scary. A hand running through his hair brought him back to the situation at hand. The older man looked as though he had been about to say something but whatever he saw in Akihito's face made him change his mind and he merely grinned instead. It was wide and predatory and made his breath hitch in his chest.

Black leather was then carefully fitted about his frame. Chest harness, cuffs for his wrists and ankles, a matching collar about his neck. He groaned softly at the pressure of a cock ring being slipped securely into place and was surprised to realise that he was half hard already. Nervous energy thrummed through his veins but it was laced with a healthy dose of arousal as well. His hands were moved so that they were clasped above his head then hooked up to large chains. The older man stepped back to observe his handy work then with a satisfied nod, left him there and moved to the large wall filled with toys and implements of pain and pleasure.

Akihito watched with wide eyes and chest heaving in anticipation as he watched the man pick out various items with the same careful deliberateness as he had seen many times. His nerves felt alight already, the barest shift of the air against his exposed skin could be felt and sent shudders down his spine.

Heavy footsteps on the tiles sounded the mans approach and Akihito looked up to see him striding forward with a flogger in hand. It had a black leather handle with lots of thin leather strips dangling from it. Somehow the man presence seemed to intensify, the more relaxed feeling from before fled and in its place was a feeling of dominance and total control. When he spoke, the mans voice was deep and slightly husky.

"For those of you joining us tonight, I have a very special little treat. A virgin in every sense of the word. Never slept with a man or woman or known the taste of a lash. As such, there will be no requests tonight. Instead, for tonight I will be focusing purely on exactly what this one requires to be completely broken down, just like he needs."

He moved behind Akihito, out of his sight, and he shuddered as he felt the cool softness of the leather sliding across his lower back. The man just trailed the ends of the flogger across his skin and Akihito wondered if it was possible to faint from sheer overwhelming anticipation.

"Now Aki, what is your safe word?"

"Red."

"And if you don't want to completely stop but merely need a break?"

"Orange."

"And lastly, if you are completely okay to proceed as is?"

"Green."

"Good boy."

Akihito's eyes flew wide as he shuddered at the casual praise. Oh, that was even more potent that he would have thought. Master Ryuu smirked knowingly at him.

"That's a nice expression. Now baby boy, all I need to you to do is let go."

There was no warning, just a sudden bright flare of pain across his backside and Akihito yelped and jerked against his bindings. His head swung around wildly to try and see but was stopped by a deep voice.

"That wasn't so bad, was it? Just relax Aki. Such a good boy, just let me take care of you."

He was right, the pain had been little more than a fleeting stinging sensation. The shock of it had been the most startling thing. Taking a deep breath, Akihito forced his body to relax as best as he could and was rewarded with more warm praise. He didn't have time to revel in the words as another hit was landed. Then another and another. He was gasping for breath as they rained down with methodical precision over his backside and the tops of his thighs. The pain, while initially sharp, softened almost immediately into something more along the lines of a throbbing heat. A groan ripped free from his throat as a warm hand caressed across his pink cheeks instead of the expected sting.

"Your still thinking too much, baby boy. You just need to feel and submit to me completely."

The hand was removed and the methodical hits started up again. Slowly the force increased and the bright bloom of pain was sharper with each hit. His entire backside felt like it was alight and all he could do was stand there and take it. The small pauses where his master would stop and run his hands over the burning skin and husk out praise was the only thing keeping him grounded. He struggled against his bonds as the pain increased and tears started to leak from his eyes. He felt like he was going to break.

"Let go Aki. Just give everything over to me, little one. There's a good boy."

Akihito cried out in pain and the tears started to stream down his face freely. It hurt, it hurt so much and yet he felt so distant from it all suddenly. His body relaxed and he became pliant to the touch. Standing slumped against the chains holding his wrists above his head, he cried and cried as the blows rained down. It hurt yet it felt so good. He felt like he was flying within his own body. When the hand caressed his skin he leant back into it with a small, wet mewl of pleasure. A large chest pressed up against his back and he pushed into the touch.

"Good boy. Are you ready for more?"

Akihito nodded and managed to speak with a broken voice. "Yes. Please."

Arms circled his waist and hands sneaked up to tweak painfully at his sensitive nipples. "How about these next?"

Akihito mewled in pleasure as the hands alternated between soft, gentle caresses and sharp twists and pinches. He sighed in displeasure as the warmth left his back and used the time to try and steady himself on his jellied legs. The man returned with what he recognised as little silver nipple clamps that were connected together by a thin silver chain. Even though he saw them close over his sensitive little nipples, he still jumped in pained surprise as they clamped into place one after the other and had to breath heavily threw his nose until the sharp pain receded. He jolted again as the chain was tugged on and gasped in surprise. Master Ryuu was smirked down at him as he ran the chain through his fingers. One last tug on the chain and he was moving away, out of his vision once again.

The warmth was at his back once again then his wrists were being released. Master Ryuu moved him around so that his arms were now strapped forearm to forearm behind his back and feet spread wide apart. The sound of chains alerted him to the fact that he was once again attached to the frame and a large, warm hand stroked down his back before moving him forward. The angle was odd, it was straining, not comfortable but not terribly uncomfortable either. His backside felt on fire and the stretch of his skin going taught just emphasised the feeling. More than anything however, he felt exposed. Fingers ran down the crack of his ass and he shivered. There was so many feelings he was starting to feel lost.

A crack sounded and it was a second before Akihito registered the pain of a hand connecting with a fleshy cheek. He groaned and arched back up into it. A few more blows rained down and Akihito choked out a moan that was part sob. It hurt so good. He arched up even more as a hand smoothed up his back and carded through his hair before it formed into a fist and he was yanked backwards at an obscene angle.

He gave a broken moan and a deep chuckle rumbled in his ear.

"Like that, do you?" The fist tightened and he groaned in appreciation.

"And what do you say, baby boy?"

"Yes." He gasped out and was rewarded with his head being twisted to the side. Lips slanted across his own and he gasped into the unexpected kiss. Teeth nipped at his lips and he lost himself in the feeling. Damn the man could kiss. The sharp pain of his hair being pulled turned into liquid pleasure. A hand stroked across his aching length and he mewled. He had been in such a whirlwind of emotions that he didn't even realise that he was desperately hard. The sudden reminder brought the uncomfortable feeling of tight pressure of the cock ring back to the fore.

Master Ryuu moved away and let the hand slip from his hair. He was left suspended and panting as the man stepped out of sight. Wet fingers teased at his entrance and he jolted in surprise.

"I think it's about time we played with this part, don't you, baby boy?"

"Please." He moaned out, arching into the touch as the fingers pressed in a little harder.

"Such a good boy, asking so nicely."

A finger breached his hole and the foreign feeling of being stretched out had him shuddering. It moved slowly and scraped across his insides. Too soon the finger was removed and something larger and solid replaced it. Akihito groaned as the toy breached his hole and forced him open wider than ever before. It was too much, too soon and the stretch burned. A hand smoothed across his back and he gasped, vision blurry with tears.

"Take it." The deep voice spoke right into his ear. "You can take it for me. Good boy. Such a good boy for me."

The pain was still there but it melted into pleasure and soon enough he was moaning incoherently, arching up and begging for more.

"Please."

The plug was seated and the man chuckled as he tweaked at the chain dangling across his chest eliciting a mewl.

"I think you deserve a reward for that, baby boy. I wonder how many people just came in their pants at such pretty begging."

Akihito was moved so he was more central to the camera. The movements just highlighted the full feeling of the plug in his ass and he shuddered at the sound of Master Ryuu removing his belt.

"Can you be a good boy for me and take some more?" Akihito nodded then groaned as fingers fisted his hair and pulled him back. "You cry me some pretty tears, beg me for more and take everything I give you and I'll give you exactly what you want. Are you ready? Can you be a good boy for me for a little longer?"

Akihito nodded violently. "Yes. Please. Master Ryuu, please!"

There was a pause then a mouth was ravaging his own, tongue invading and teeth bruising his flesh. He whined in disappointment when the man moved away.

"Good boy. Such a good boy."

Then he was moving behind him and pain bloomed across his skin seconds after he heard a sharp crack. The blows rained down, the leather of the wide belt curling across the contours of his skin and he offered himself up to the pain. It hurt and he couldn't help the tears or gasps of pain but his brain felt foggy, drifting. Until the belt jolted the plug and Akihito was overwhelmed with sudden, white hot pleasure.

Distantly, he was aware that he was begging. For what, he had no idea. But he couldn't bring himself to care. Finally the blows stopped and he was left shuddering in tears.

"Good boy. Such a good boy."

Akihito groaned as the deep voice whispered into his ear and he turned blindly to chase the warmth of the mans body. He was rewarded with a kiss then the leather collar was removed to fall to the floor. A large hand replaced it and sat threateningly against his throat. The mans other hand was smoothing down Akihito's back to stop and pull teasingly at the plug.

"Look at the camera baby boy, you want to give them a good show, don't you? You're going to take my cock like a good boy. You're going to show everyone just how perfect you are, aren't you?"

Attention brought back to their audience, Akihito gasped out his assent amidst the waves of pleasure. The thought that people would be watching, seeing him so wrecked just heightened the intensity of each sensation. The man moved back slightly and the plug was removed, a cool slippery sensation replacing it. He wriggled in the older mans grip, desperate to be filled once more. A chuckle greeted his impatience and a sharp slap to his rear stilled his movements. The blunt head of the mans cock pressed against him and slowly forced its way forward.

It stretched him even more, forcing him open with no relief and Akihito cried out in pained pleasure. It hurt yet he felt almost liquid with it and everything swirled into white hot pleasure. Finally he felt the feeling of fabric against his skin and knew the man had to be fully seated inside of him. He felt forced impossibly wide, his whole body felt stretched taut to breaking point and he drowned in the feeling.

"Good boy. So perfect for me."

The litany of praise continued as the man began to move and the hand about his neck tightened slightly. It felt amazing. Too much, too full and he finally let go completely. He surrendered the last of himself over to his master. The pace increased, punching forcefully against his sweet spot and Akihito was seeing stars. He was completely relaxed, pliant in his masters hands and lost to everything. He sobbed openly even as he begged for more. The hand at his throat refused to tighten more but the other hand reached around to trace over the cock ring holding his release at bay even as he continued his relentless pace.

"Such a good boy, so perfect. You going to cum for me baby?"

"P-plea… Please M-master. Please."

The tightness constricting his own untouched cock released and Akihito convulsed as he instantly shot off the edge of pleasure. His body stiffened and he arched into his masters ruthless pounding, limbs trembling and mouth wide in a soundless scream. The edge of his vision tainted white and his eyes rolled back. He lost awareness of what was going on as he floated in hazy pleasure, no pain to be had. Just the heat of a body at his back and the shudders that still wracked his form.

Akihito was vaguely aware of his master pulling away and mewled in protest at the loss. He soaked in the praise and let it wrap around him, enveloping him in a comforting warmth. When Master Ryuu picked him up after removing all of his harness and the nipple clamps, he curled into the touch, pressing into the warmth of his body and felt himself slip away.

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Asami stepped into the large bathtub and rearranged the blondes limbs so that they sat comfortably together. The young man seemed to be attempting to burrow under his skin and snuffled as he pushed himself closer still. It was cute and he set about slowly washing him off while he drifted back down from sub space.

But fuck had that session been far above his expectations. He had had his suspicion right from seeing his request video with the way he spoke about wanting to experience everything he had to offer but this beyond even that. Aki responded beautifully to each and every touch, body sensitive and naturally receptive. It had taken a surprising amount to break him down, his pain threshold had been higher than anticipated but Asami had gotten there right at the end. He was sweet and innocent yet clearly got off on the idea of an audience and bloomed beautifully under praise and pain alike. He was sure the young man would be able to take almost anything Asami could throw at him and he was eager to test that theory.

He set to answering the questions of his audience and it seemed even the regulars where taken with Aki, eagerly asking whether he would come back again. Oh, Asami certainly will make sure he does. He already had plans to learn more than just the scene name he had been given and fully intended to thoroughly de-virginise him all evening. Off camera this time so he could get a proper taste.

Aki shifted and Asami passed him a small juice box that he accepted sluggishly. He drank from it even while he remained attached to Asami, plastered against his chest. Asami flicked off the camera and finished washing his newest little sub. Bright blue eyes blinked up at him with more awareness than before and he ran a gentle hand through his soft hair. Aki almost seemed purr at the attention and leaned into it with eyes closed in pleasure. He remained pliant as Asami ran his hands over his body and seemed to soak in the attention. He ran his fingers down between his fleshy cheeks and teased at his hole, still loose and puffy from the earlier treatment. The blonde sighed in pleasure and opened eyes that were rapidly darkening in pleasure.

"If you are up for it, I have quite a few more things that I would like to introduce you to off camera."

Aki gave him a slow grin and nodded before moving forward, threading his arms around Asami's neck.

"Please Master Ryuu."

Asami gave a low groan of approval at the sultry way he spoke and then he pushed backwards to force his fingers inside. Little minx. He let Aki move slowly, grinding onto his digits and writhing in languid pleasure before removing them to line him up with his cock instead. The blonde sunk down slowly and turned his face up, begging for a kiss.

Asami couldn't refuse and claimed his mouth. Aki melted under him and gave himself over completely almost immediately.

Oh yes, Asami would be keeping this one for himself.