"T-The what?" The bound boy asked hesitant to question further, scared of the outcome.
"The riding crop." Sherlock repeated smiling as he walked over towards the bed with it. Seeing the look of hesitancy on his boyfriends face Sherlock frowned. "John, please. It'll be fine. It's not going to be too bad and you can scream if you need to, no one's home. Harry told me she wouldn't be home until tomorrow when she let me in and your Dad's on a business trip. Plus." Sherlock said a hint of seductiveness in his voice. "I do love it when you squeal." And with that the first sharp slap was landed on John's inner left thigh.
Biting his tongue, the blonde held back any noises as the first blow landed, not wanting to give Sherlock the satisfaction. "Disappointing." Sherlock commented running the crop against John's face gently.
"For fuck's sake do it already!" John demanded, still having a hard on, his arousal only growing. As the comment smacked him back into reality, Sherlock looked down as the comment smacked him back into reality; Sherlock looked down and smugly said. "Alright. New rule though. You are to address me as Sir or Master and count the blows. Understood?" A short laugh could be heard that was quickly silenced by a smack on John naval area. "Is that understood?" Sherlock asked again growing impatient. John yelped quickly and answered almost immediately. "Yes sir! I'm sorry sir!" receiving a generous stroke on his cock from Sherlock. "Good boy." He commented. "Ready?" he asked as the blonde replied with a nod.
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"Eight!" John screamed out. "Nine, Ten, Eleven!" He added as three more blows were delivered all immediately after each other. "Oh Shit…." John groaned arching off the bed. "Fuck, touch me Sherlock." He moaned now eyes snapping open when he didn't get a response. "Sherlock?" he asked the black haired boy standing on the side of the bed next to him.
"I told you to address me as sir." Was all Sherlock said, his emotionless face staring down at his boyfriend. "And to be frank, I don't like your language either." With that the younger boy went over to the cabinet perpendicular to the bed. "Hmmm." He mumbled looking through it as if trying to find something.
"What are you looking for?" John asked trying to peek into the cabinet. "Ah-ha." Sherlock stated, closing the doors and turning to reveal a red ball gag. "You have got to be kidding me, right?" John asked as he saw it. When the only answer was Sherlock raising a single brow John sighed. This was going to be a long night.
"Alright, /sir/." John said willing to comply for now. "How do you suppose to get me to open my mouth?". "Easily." Sherlock answered crawling to sit on his knees on the bed. "Like this." Was the only additional thing said before Sherlock ducked down, capturing Johns fully hardened cock. "You-ou bastard!" John commented opening his mouth as he let out a moan giving Sherlock the perfect opportunity to shove the red gag in his mouth and pull off. "See that wasn't hard." The curly haired boy said edging forward to fasten the gag on tight enough to dig in to John's skin, but not tight enough to hurt him too much.
Getting off the bed Sherlock grabbed the riding crop again. "Let's see. Three curses, and failing to address me correctly two times. I believe that's a sufficient 15 more blows, wouldn't you?" he asked looking down at John.
Attempting to make coherent words proved harder than he had thought as John's words came out slurred and impossible to understand. "I'm going to take that as a yes." Sherlock said with a smile, grabbing his own cock and stroking himself a few times. "John, oh god." He moaned. "You look so good right now. I can't wait to fuck you." He added stroking himself a few more times before stopping.
"O-ok." Sherlock mumbled calming himself down long enough to get the rest of the beatings in. "This is going to hurt, a lot actually. Afterwards I want you to describe it to me. Ok?" he asked his lover. John nodded, drool running out of the gag and cock leaking beads of precome.
Without hesitation, Sherlock delivered the first four all on the blonde's chest, earning him multiple moans that made his own cock twitch. Four harder strokes followed on John's right thigh, followed by three on his left. Sherlock was beyond hard at this point. He wanted to just stop now and shag him, but he wouldn't because he wanted this more. *Slap**Slap* Two more hits on John naval region this time.
"Only two left." John thought wincing at the sensation. It hurt but at the same time it felt amazing. *Swat* *Swat* He heard, one blow on his cock and another on his face. It was over. /Finally/.
The gag was quickly pulled off and before John could flex his jaw Sherlock was on top of him devouring his mouth. "You are so gorgeous." He was able to make out between the kisses and moans Sherlock was making.
When he finally got of John smirked and relaxed. He smiled and looked up at his boyfriend, who sat Indian style on the bed. "How did it feel?" he asked. "Terrible but amazing. Painful but pleasurable. It left me feeling a sting that subsided into gentle warmth. It felt really good." John added at the end smiling to himself and Sherlock.
"Well I'm glad." Was all Sherlock said before standing up and grabbing a fairly large dildo. "We're not done yet though." He stated standing over John. "Open." He commanded towards his boyfriend happy to see him oblige so willingly. Three fingers were plunged into John's mouth and quickly licked and sucked on.
"Make sure to do a good job, it's all the lube you're getting, "Sherlock managed to say through ragged breathes as he jerked himself off. Good god, the sight of John licking and sucking on his fingers was sending him crazy.
After John continuously sucking on his fingers, and as he jerked himself off Sherlock let out a deep moan as he hit his climax, his seed going all over his hand. Pulling his fingers out of John's mouth, the curly haired boy licked a small amount of semen off his hand. It was salty, not bad really. Wiping the rest off on the bed , Sherlock ordered John again. "Open." He said before placing the toy in John's mouth. "Same deal, it's all the lube you're getting so lick up."
Positioning himself at the right angle Sherlock slid a finger into John's hole all the way, without giving him any warning. Nearly dropping the dildo, John moaned loudly bucking his hips once again. "More." He managed to mumble as Sherlock slid in a second finger. "So good. So tight." Sherlock groaned this time. Shoving a third in sent John over the top as he let out the loudest moan yet. "All in." Sherlock stated rubbing around and brushing his boyfriends prostate teasingly. "Sherlock!" John said(At least that's what Sherlock thought he said. Hard to tell when your mouth is stuffed.). "Aright." Sherlock said pouting as he grabbed the dildo from John's mouth and placing it against his hole. "Now!" John demanded and before he knew it the first half was already in him, the second half fighting against the ring of muscle for entrance. *Pop* was heard and Sherlock smiled reaching over to Johns cock.
"Now to take care of this." Sherlock smugly said pulling off the cock ring only to have a loud groan from John. "Not yet love." Sherlock whispered pumping his cock slowly and gently. "I'll make it worth it." He added speeding up his pace. "Imagine what we'll do later. I'll fuck you as you lie there at my mercy. Mhhmm. Imagine how good it would feel." He added using his free hand to push the dildo in deeper. "Sherlock, I-I'm going to." John mumbled so close to his climax. "Come for me love,."Sherlock whispered and with one final pump John spilt his seed all over his own stomach.
"Mhhmm. Was good." John mumbled trying to get over his climax and catch his breath. Sherlock chuckled before sanding and smiling, patting John on the cheek. "I'm glad my love." He said before going back over to the cabinet like before.
"Mhhmm. No more." John whined not paying much attention. Sherlock turned around this time with a chastity cock ring and rolled a sybian out behind him.
"I have to leave for a short while, I'll be in the kitchen, but I want to make sure you're comfortable. " Knowing what the two did John's eyes widened. How long would Sherlock leave him on it, how long would he have to wait to come again. Shaking his head John said, "Come on Sherlock, not this. Is incredibly uncomfortable." "So?" Sherlock asked walking over and attaching the ring to John's cock. "I'm going to uncuff you, but you have to behave, understood?" he asked and John nodded.
Pulling a blindfold out of almost no where, Sherlock attached it around John's eyes. Next he uncuffed him, only to cuff his once free hands behind his back. "Follow me." He whispered helping John on top of the sybian. Hovering over it was a pain to his legs but John didn't sit down without being told.
Sherlock put the largest attachment on and pulled the dildo out of John, earning yet another moan. "Come on.." John groaned before being sat down on the plug, easing it in carefully. "That's large." John commented adjusting himself the best he could.
"Now John." Sherlock said backing away towards the door. "I'll just be in the other room, alright?" Mhhmm." John mumbled rutting against the toy inside of him, hoping it was able to do more, disappointed it wasn't. "Only rule, no yelling or cursing, I'll turn it up a level for every curse word I hear. Yell if you need anything"
He was lying of course, it'd be on full right away. John raised a brow under the blindfold. "What do you mean leve-" but was cut short as the sybian sprung to life, vibrating more than the plug before, earning his answer as Sherlock slipped into the kitchen leaving him by himself.
Authors Note: Not sure why, but I felt like continuing this. Please review my lovelies!