Part Two

Aizen looked to the clock, a small smirk touching his lips. Two hours had went by rather quickly, Aizen getting up. Gin was asleep on the bed, his hair messy. Aizen was gentle to him, he didn't want to hurt him.

But Grimmjow was a different story.

He pulled on his robes, walking slowly to the room he had left Grimmjow. He took his sweet time, pushing open the door.

He smirked at the sight. Grimmjow was lying on the floor, the leather straps broken. Aizen knew he could have done it easily, but wanted to see if he would. The vibrator was across the room, the cock ring torn to shreds. Cum stained the chair, his chest, and the floor.

It was a pure mess, and Aizen couldn't help but be slightly disappointed. Grimmjow was unconscious, his chest rising and falling softly.

Aizen thought of the perfect wake up call.

XXXLeatherXXX

Grimmjow woke up to the feeling of pain shoot across his thigh. He bolted up, hissing when the pain erupted on his stomach then his back, his legs giving out on him. He covered his head, the pain erupting all over his body.

Then all of a sudden it stopped.

"So, you did not only disobey me, but also, you thought it was alright to give yourself permission to do as you wish. Was that what I said you could do?"

His eyes snapped open, a sudden chill running down his back.

"Aiz-" the whip cracked, Grimmjow jolting as pain erupted on his shoulder.

"Don't speak."

Grimmjow sealed his lips, knowing he had crossed the line. He was willing to give Aizen the small thing he wanted, but even for him it had been too much. He loved pain and he loved pleasure.

He winced when Aizen grabbed a handful of his hair, his breath hitching as he pulled his head back sharply.

"I started out nice. But it seems like I was too nice."

Grimmjow relaxed when his hair was released, a sudden pressure making him feel weak. He fell to the floor, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He wanted to go to sleep, but he managed to keep his eyes open.

"I want to play a new game."

XXXLeatherXXX

Grimmjow was strapped down to the examination table, but this time the leather was replaced with chains. His arms were tied over his head, the chain clasped to a hook beneath the table. His thighs were pushed up, rope used. Each rope was individually tied to a hook beneath the table, his legs spread open wide.

Aizen doubted it was a very comfortable position.

He walked around the table looking over Grimmjow's body. His eyes weren't blindfolded this time, but instead duct tape was put over his lips. His eyes watched him, uncertain but lustful.

The whip was held loosely in his left hand, nipple clamps held in his right.

He was going to go all out this time. He would not give him the luxuries he was given before.

Grimmjow took in a sharp breath when the cold metal touched his skin, his eyelids fluttering when his nipples ached from the clamps.

Aizen walked over to the toy table, putting the whip down. He picked up a dildo that was thick and long, looking over to Grimmjow. His eyes were closed, his cheeks slightly flushed. He picked up a cock ring also, eyeing the lube as he thought.

He left it, deciding Grimmjow didn't deserve that luxury. He walked over to the table, his eyes narrowing in thought.

He placed on the cock ring, Grimmjow's eyes snapping open. His eyes pleaded but Aizen ignored, going to where his legs were splayed open. He put three fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking them to get them wet. Grimmjow lifted his head as much as he could to watch, but it was hard in his position, his head falling against the table with a thud.

Aizen pulled his fingers from his mouth, touching a wet finger to Grimmjow's hole. He pressed it in slowly, raising an eyebrow when he felt the slickness of lube. Grimmjow won this round, but Aizen wasn't done yet.

He pushed in the other two fingers, Grimmjow arching away with a muffled moan. Aizen twisted them before pushing them in far, his hole stretched enough so there wasn't that much resistance. He pulled his fingers free, pressing the dildo to his hole. He rubbed the large head along his hole, waiting till Grimmjow opened his eyes.

Grimmjow arched with a muffled yell when the dildo was pushed in as far as it would go. His legs were shaking, his eyes closed tight as he released a muffled groan. It hurt, the dildo placed in a way that his prostate was completely bypassed, only the sweet pleasure of his sensitive inside taking away the pain.

Grimmjow was panting, his face red with lust and pain, his eyes opening slowly. Aizen thought his eyes contrasted well with the color of his skin. He walked over to the toy table, putting a finger to his chin.

He picked up a vibrator that was thinner than the dildo, walking back to Grimmjow. He ran a hand through Grimmjow's hair, looking to the dried cum on his chest. He looked back to his face, grinning slyly. He grabbed the end of the duct tape, Grimmjow's eyes widening. A small tug was the only warning.

Grimmjow yelped when the tape was pulled off, turning his head away as he pulled on the chains, his face burning.

"Fuck!" he growled, Aizen slapping him with a smile.

"Don't speak." Aizen wouldn't admit it, but he was having a lot more fun than he thought he would. He turned his head back to face him, a bruise forming on Grimmjow's cheek. It looked good on him.

He leaned down, kissing his chapped lips. He forced his way into his mouth, nipping his tongue and lips. When he pulled away Grimmjow's lips were red and swollen, his eyelids lidded drowsily with lust.

Aizen left his head, going down to his ass. He placed the dildo down next to Grimmjow's side, grabbing the dildo. He moved it around, Grimmjow jolting with a small whimper. Aizen smirked, leaning down and licking a small line from his bikini line to his hollow hole, flicking his tongue into the large hole.

Grimmjow's eyes snapped open and he arched with a silent scream, his orgasm cut off. He thrashed with a roar, Aizen slapping his ass with an amused smirk.

He pushed a finger next to the dildo, Grimmjow squirming but unable to get away. Aizen worked the finger up to the knuckle, looking up when Grimmjow grunted in pain. He pulled his finger out, grabbing the vibrator. he was sure he would tear this way, but he had asked for it.

Aizen pushed in a finger, pulling the tight flesh and making Grimmjow gasp. He pressed the head of the vibrator to his hole, pressing till it popped past the tight ring of muscles, Grimmjow moaning and groaning as he let it slowly sink in.

In this way, Grimmjow's prostate was being pressed against, small seizure like shivers running through his body. The stretching burned a lot, but the pleasure was stronger.

Aizen made a small sound of acceptance when finally the vibrator was all the way in, turning it on. Grimmjow bit his tongue to stop his scream of torture, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

"I'm wondering, should I leave you here like this again?" Aizen wondered aloud, Grimmjow shaking his head with a whimper.

"Yes?" Aizen asked, Grimmjow crying out with a tug on the chains. Aizen got tired of his wordless cries, going over to the table and getting the whip.

"Speak and answer my question," Aizen ordered with a crack of the whip, blood painting Grimmjow's chest.

"No!" Grimmjow grit out, forcing his eyes open.

"Let me cum, Aizen-sama!" he growled, Aizen raising an eyebrow in thought.

Did Grimmjow deserve such a luxury?

"Why should I let you?" Aizen asked with another crack of the whip, Grimmjow arching as his ribs were painted with blood, covering the already dried blood.

"B-Because-" Grimmjow didn't have a reason but he still wanted to cum.

"Please Aizen-sama!" he cried, arching as he came dry once again. Aizen watched Grimmjow go through it all with amused eyes, sighing deeply.

He guessed he should end the game now.

He pulled the dildo and vibrator out and tore off the cock ring, taking the head of his cock into his mouth. Grimmjow arched with a cry, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he pulled on the chains, the stubborn metal not breaking.

Grimmjow could care less though, his vision flashing white when Aizen went all the way down, swallowing around him.

Aizen pulled away slowly, wiping the side of his mouth. He undid the restraints, Grimmjow lying limply on the table, covered in blood, cum, and sweat. Aizen smirked, turning and walking away.

"The shower is behind the door, so are your clothes," he told him, Grimmjow nodding slightly, closing his eyes as he tried to gather himself up.

Aizen closed the door behind him, wiping off his robes before venturing back to his room.

He was willing to repeat that.

Another day perhaps.