Chapter 4!


Much later in the day, when dusk had fallen, I awake to find Sebastian glaring at me. It seems like the handcuffs are really worth the gold I paid, as my butler is still bound and trussed up like a delectable turkey.
" Bocchan, if you will kindly release my hands, I need to make preparations for dinner. "
The cold indifferent mask is in place once again.
It pissed me off.
" Screw dinner, I'll tell the servants to leave tonight." I roll to the side of the bed and get up. I hastily throw on my clothes and exit the room, leaving Sebastian naked on the bed.
As I make my way to the dining room, the sore ache between my legs reminds me of our deliciously decadent act.
Demons are simply made differently I guess, I have never felt that sort of pure unadulterated ecstasy, even with Undertaker. Unwittingly, I found myself anxious to get back to my room and try out my multitude of toys on my new pet.
In the dining room, the servants eye my hastily donned attire with shock, as well as the missing butler by my side. My chin raises a notch as I face them, my voice echoes across the room, "All of you are to leave immediately tonight. Do not ask any questions. Go to the city and enjoy yourself. That is all."
I turn on my heel and exit the dining room, ignoring the chatter behind me. I stop in the kitchen and pick up the phone. I dial the familiar 10 digit number and wait for my other slave to answer the call.

" My dear Earl, how may I help you? "
" I will not be going over today Undertaker. Bring my things over to my house. I require your services tonight."
There is a slight pause before,
" I am at your command Earl, I will be there as soon..."
I put down the receiver, cutting the voice short.

Bocchan, how can you dress so hastily, your tie is crooked! And those legs, you do them no justice wearing crumpled pants over them.
Ahh, why is it that you still manage to look so goddamned delicious?

The bedroom door swings open and a small figure stands in the doorway, his midnight black hair glinting in the moonlight.

Bocchan...are you hungry for me already?
My my, how insatiable your appetite is. Please don't do that...Oh god.
Licking your lips like that is not good, not good at all.

Back in my bedroom, I stare at my naked butler on my bed with unveiled desire.
The pink tip of my tongue darts out to moisten my chapped lips, as I imagine him begging for release again.
An overpowering need to watch him grovel at my feet fills me with anticipation.
I turn to the box on the dresser once again and rummage through its contents for a small blue bottle. With the corked bottle in my palm, I move to sit on my butler's chest.
" Open your mouth Sebastian. "
My enslaved butler opens his mouth and I drip a small amount of the liquid onto his tongue. He swallows the bitter aphrodisiac, all the while staring back at me in silence.
I return the bottle to the box and climb onto the bed. My hands mould my curves seductively as I strip article after article of clothing from my body. I watch as Sebastian's eyes follow my every move and linger upon my naked flesh. I laugh with abandon, enjoying the attention. Soon the drug will take full effect and Sebastian will be at my mercy.

My practiced fingers work their magic, pausing at times to tweak my nipples. Pointing my toe on his naked thigh, I slowly roll the sock down my right calf, my fingers caressing my baby smooth skin. I rub my naked toe against Sebastian's thigh, tracing little figure eights. I remove my other sock similarly, as I shoot sultry glances at the handcuffed demon on my bed. His previously flaccid erection is hard once more, and tiny beads of perspiration line his brows.

I slide my trousers off my hips, and turn till my back is facing him. I skirt my fingers over my upturned bottom and slowly reach down to part my butt cheeks. I rub my little pucker and moan with pent up lust. I imagine Sebastian's long length thrusting into me, and the memory threatens to overwhelm me. I thrust my hips against the finger almost desperately, adding another and yet another finger. I hear a strangled moan from my butler and turn around.
Sebastian's eyes are clouded with lust now, his body is shivering and straining towards me as he jostles the handcuffs, trying to break free. I withdraw my fingers and settle myself on his stomach. Sebastian's eyes bore into me as I touch myself. I trace the length of my penis, enjoying the hot gaze of my butler as I pleasured myself in front of him. I wrap my fingers around my thickening member and pump it with fast strokes. Sebastian's unwavering gaze serves only to excite me and I stroke myself harder, more roughly. Using my thumb, I press down hard on the wet tip of my erection. My eyes loll back into their lids as the pleasure overcomes me and I climax, staining his flesh with yet another layer of semen. Sebastian's body shudders with the need for release. The drug is taking its full effect.

I lean forward and indulge in a hot, open-mouthed kiss with my butler.
Underneath me, Sebastian's kisses me back with abandon, groans rumbling at the back of his throat. The aphrodisiac will keep him going till dawn.

I feel so hot, so so very hot. Bocchan...ahh...you are so delicious...
Is the room burning?
I love the way you moan, your eyes that mouth...
So sweet like honey, and your thighs...
Oh fuck. So hot I can't take it anymore...ohh! Ahh...hot...you...I want...

Reluctantly, I disentangle myself from the writhing body and adjust the handcuffs so my slave is kneeling on the bed, with his bottom in the air. I spread his legs and fondle his balls from behind, trailing kisses on his twin mounds of quivering flesh.
I bite down hard and Sebastian's moans even louder, " Ahh...hah..Bo..bocchan...". I groan in ecstasy at hearing that velvet smooth voice reduced to a gravelly incoherence as my butler's moans echo around us. I suck the wounded flesh, relishing my brand on him.
I release him suddenly and move away.

My butler keens at the loss of touch and triumphant glee fills me. A smirk spreads across my face and I turn towards my box once again.
" Hmmm." I wonder out loud, as I riffle through the devious contraptions. "Which should I use Sebby-chan, the paddle or the whip?"
Turning back to face the upturned bottom, I slither the thin leather whip over my slave's body, mesmerized as the lithe body beneath it bucks and jerks. The paddle falls from my grip to the floor.

Crack! The whip lashes against the creamy expanse of pale skin and I watch as fresh blood wells from the thin lash I inflicted. The red line extends from his right shoulder all the way down the slim back before curling over his left buttock.
Crack!
Another gash...
Crack!
Yet another, and another and another...

Thin red gashes mar his demonic perfection, crisscrossing the slim back.
I am panting by the time I'm satisfied and as I watch the writhing mass of limbs on the bed, I reach down to stroke my aroused flesh. Torture and pain go hand in hand with desire for me and it seems this pet of mine relishes the pain too. Sebastian comes with a shudder on the bed, his seed painting a white streak across the blood red covers. My body begs for release and I quickly mount my butler from behind, sliding my length into him. A strangled hiss escapes my mouth as I plunge into the hot sweet tightness.
" I..ahh..." I grip Sebastian's hips and thrust into the waiting warmth roughly. A well-placed thrust earns a whimper from my slave and I angle my thrusts to continue hitting his sweet spot. Each aimed thrust earns me a clenching of muscles. As I ride the exquisite wave of pleasure to fruition, we both explode at the same time.
" Seb..ahhh...ah..stian.."
" Ahh..ahh..Ciel!"
Our cries of pleasure mingle in the night and our bodies collapse in lethargy.


Alright, that's it for now
I haven't had time to rewrite chapter 5 and I'm still kinda unsure which direction this fic is taking
Time will tell, but for now please R&R (:
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