That Butler, My Release ~Sono Shitsuji, Waga Kaihou~
~~Chapter 2~~
A/n: And out comes teh (start of) teh p0rn. :) I know it's not conventional S/M style, (Process of collaring and all...etc etc etc) but....just take that all with a pinch of salt XD I kind of freestyled it though I have researched BDSM stuffs alot...Artistic license!! I promise! XD
Warnings: Erm... S/M-ish stuff. Nothing else much, really. Eh. You know what I mean *waves hand*
Thank you again to my speed Beta reader, Fae. You are the best.
"Oh but my lord...you asked for this."
Ciel's eyes glared up to the man at that comment. "I did not! Release me! I didn't ask for this!!" What was he playing at? The boy struggled against the chains like a wild animal, his lips twisted into an angry growl as his inky hair obscured his eyes. "You asked me to remedy your emotional strain- and this is it. We will play this game, and I assure you my lord, you will feel so much better by the end of it." The butler came closer to the bound boy, who was still struggling against his chains, not that he was getting anywhere. "I will explain to my master the rules of this game before we begin; we do not want any misunderstandings, do we?" Sebastian's tone was almost playful.
"Are you listening to me Sebastian?? Get me down this once!! This is a command!!"
Ciel's cries seemed to go unheard to the man's ears as he carried on. "First- Even if you command me here, it is overwritten by your initial command that started this game- therefore becoming void." Sebastian almost laughed at the look in Ciel's eyes now as realisation dawned upon him "Yes, that means I do not have to listen to the command until the game is over. By giving me permission to this place, you have entrusted me with your life. The game ends when I see fit." Good. All this information seemed to have totally shut the young earl up into silence, reducing him to staring at the one before him in disbelief.
"Second- Here, from the moment you have this on... you are to refer to me as master. And...I will refer to you as Spinel. That is what you will answer to.
Naturally, as your master, you will obey only me."
As the demon spoke, a beautifully crafted silver collar materialised from pretty much thin air. The almost ethereal looking metalwork embraced a large deep blue spinel (much like his name, not that he had time to think that way), attached below it a solid looking O ring swung gently suspended in the air. Such beauty... worthy to be around the boy's neck...
"And, of course the motion of you having this put on signals the start of the game, and the rules will go into action when you do so from now on." Now on? Was this man thinking there would never be another time?? Ciel looked back at him dumbstruck.
No way.
"And that is all- two simple rules. Quite easy to follow, do you not think young master?" Sebastian asked and before his small master could reply, (Even through the years, his height was quite a bit shorter than the butler's.) he took the collar from it's airy resting place and fixed the delicate looking, yet strong metal work around the young man's neck, the back fastening with a loud metallic click that rang through the stone room. "Now- The game has begun. You are totally at my mercy, don't forget that, Spinel...remember the rules and we should have lots of fun...." Ciel's new master knew his pet had a lot to learn, and he would have quite a enjoyable time training him....
The sound of his collar being fastened jolted Ciel out of shock and back to the surreal reality. "I did NOT consent to this Sebastian!! Are you breaking our contract?? I said-" A loud clear whoosh, then a crack followed, Ciel's words cut off by a yelp of stinging, burning pain that blossomed at his thigh, his eyes went down to Sebastian's gloved hand which held a slim black riding crop. Had his butler just hit him with an object designed for horses?? What was he? An animal needing discipline??
"Indeed....my pet is in need of a little discipline, isn't he? He can't even follow a simple instruction..." Sebastian sighed, as if a little disappointed; though the look on his face told a different story- he was fully expecting the resistance. "I am not-" Another crack of the crop and this time a little harder, on exactly the same place as the last. The sting made Ciel flinch, a small gasp of pain from his lips as he shifted uncomfortably against the shackles.
"Do not talk back to your master, is that understood?" The taller man said firmly, his voice taking on a sensual, commanding tone that admittedly evoked a strange feeling inside Ciel. It almost made him want to reply with- Another crack cut through his thoughts. Two raspberry red crop marks were clear against his porcelain-ivory skin, both tingling and making their presence impossible to ignore.
"Is that understood, Spinel?" That silky tone again. "I am waiting for an answer...." he was given a few moments to reply before the crop landed again, biting the side of his small buttocks. It did alarm Ciel a little that the stinging was feeling rather...erotic, and it was sending an odd feeling to the pit of his stomach. He felt the whoosh of the crop being lifted again and panicked- the last thing he needed was that to happen and humiliate him in this situation.
"Y-Yes." Came the hurried reply from Ciel's lips, which turned into a cry he tried to stifle as the crop landed on his fleshy buttock again. The earl realised straight away what he had done wrong- but he wasn't going to address his butler, of all people, as his master. The only person he served was the Queen!
"My, my...My pet is being quite the disobedient one...." Sebastian purred as he rubbed the crop against heated skin- the marks against the creamy tone was delicious; the way Ciel's body was quivering a little was just perfect.... "Do you not accept me as your master?" he asked, and got a very rebellious glare from the young boy in reply. That look said it all... and the demon will win this war for control.
"Well let me show you exactly how much control I have over your body...and maybe you will be willing to emotionally submit to me also.." The man had a very devilish smirk on his lips as he said the words, already playing out in his mind what sinful things he could do to the boy to make him a withering mass of lust in his hands... He had already noticed the bubbling start of arousal from the boy at the few simple strokes of the crop, and knew many, many things he could to do exploit the hidden masochist side of the boy he had a soul binding contract with.
He couldn't wait to get started..
~TBC~
A/N-(I'm sorry, I'm a tease, I know. ;) Review and tell me how much you want it... I mean, the next chapter. ^_~)