Chapter Four
Leather and Lace
Kakyoin exhaled as Jotaro stroked the two of them in his large hand. The night before, he'd stayed over and this morning, they were both hard and ready to do something. Kakyoin's futon was a mess from them rolling around before they decided to strip their pants and take care of their morning problem together. Jotaro kept up a staggeringly slow pace that was driving Kakyoin near the edge and back.
"P-please…go faster, Master…" he breathed out in almost a pant. He was sweating from the mere closeness of Jotaro's powerful body, but more than that, his scent was maddening. Musky and heady.
"No, not yet," Jotaro said. "I want to make it last."
"Of course, Master," Kakyoin said and inwardly screamed in glee. The tone of voice was so right that it almost made him come on the spot.
"Today, we go pick up the floggers and maybe something else from the leather shop. Bruno said it is run by another Dom and his sub. I'm looking forward to meeting more. Then, tonight, we're going to the club again and I'm going to claim what's mine."
That was enough to send Kakyoin right over the edge, spilling all over Jotaro's hand. Jotaro looked up at him. "I didn't say you could do that."
"I'm sorry, Sir," Kakyoin whispered hoarsely.
"I'll forgive you, if you finish me with your mouth. First, lick up your mess," Jotaro instructed sternly.
Kakyoin felt the same feeling of arousal rush him at the instruction. He shifted and went down on his belly, propping himself up between Jotaro's thick legs. He slowly licked Jotaro's hand and then him as he slowly took him into his mouth. Kakyoin had been told he was good at this and he wanted to show him his best techniques. Unfortunately, Jotaro was close to the edge already and after a few minutes of languid licks, he grabbed Kakyoin's head and shoved him down. For a moment, Kakyoin gagged, not expecting it but he quickly adjusted to accept Jotaro's girth. Three quick thrusts into his throat and Jotaro spilled down Kakyoin's throat. He drug him by the hair up and kissed him.
"Good boy," Jotaro breathed into his mouth.
Kakyoin panted and felt his eyes hood as he felt the slight headrush as he began to feel the euphoria from the Dominant Jotaro's voice and actions. He felt Jotaro's hand rubbing his back as they just sat there.
"Should we go to the leather shop and pick up those floggers? And see what else we can find?" Jotaro said with a smirk.
"Yeah." Kakyoin moved to get up but Jotaro put a hand on his leg firmly.
"Wait. I want you to wear that toy we bought, the new plug with the balls. Put it in yourself, then meet me at the door in fifteen minutes."
Kakyoin gasped and nodded quickly. Jotaro pulled his jeans back on and left the room. Kakyoin went to his top drawer and removed a bottle of lube and the black plug. It had three balls of increasing size and a base that would press against the perineum. He quickly lubed it and inserted it, wincing at the stretch but not minding it. He then put on his pants and went to find Jotaro watching his watch at the door.
"Good, you're done quickly, less than fifteen minutes," he said and reached for his hand.
Kakyoin blushed and took his hand, walking behind him as they left the room. They got into Jotaro's car and headed to the leather shop, Pillar of Leather. They went into the place and the smell nearly overwhelmed them both it was so strong. There were displays of leather jackets and bags as they came through the entry. Behind the counter was a tall, thickly muscular man with long purplish-black hair. He was wearing a leather vest and flipping through a book.
"Um, hello, I'm Kakyoin, I had an order to pick up."
The man looked up at him. "Alright," he said and looked between them. "Twin floggers, green handled and silver chain. I'm Kars, welcome to my shop."
"I'm Jotaro and this is Kakyoin," Jotaro provided.
"Bruno sent you to me, so that's good. Did you want to look at anything else or just picking up the floggers?" he asked, still reading his book as he spoke.
"We might look around," Jotaro said with a smile.
"Well, the more interesting gear is in the back. My Wamuu is stocking back there. He'll answer any questions," Kars said with a wave of his hand.
Jotaro and Kakyoin went to the back where another man was stocking shelves out of a large box. He, like Kars, was a very muscular and large man with blonde hair. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. He looked up as they came back.
"Can I help you find anything?" he asked with a smile.
"Just browsing, thank you," Jotaro responded and began looking at what was on display.
There was a variety of harnesses hanging with a number code on each peg hook. Beside it was a book which displayed pictures of each one on a person. Jotaro browsed through the book and found a harness that he liked and pointed it out to Kakyoin.
"I think I like that one. The one you have was Dio's, and not mine. This would be my harness for you," Jotaro said with a stern nod of his head.
Again, a rush of arousal rushed through Kakyoin at Jotaro's possessive nature. He nodded excitedly as Jotaro pulled down one of the harnesses. He helped Kakyoin put it on over his shirt. It fit easily and they continued looking at the other stuff. Jotaro picked up a leather thong and held it up.
"I like this too," Jotaro said and held the leather article against Kakyoin's waist to see if it would be the right size. It was adjustable, of course, and looked to fit just fine.
Finally, they looked at the collars. There was a wide selection and this was what Kakyoin was the most looking forward to getting to wear again. He looked them over and pointed out a thick, double layered green one. Jotaro took it down and held it up against Kakyoin's throat and smiled. The fixed ring in the front was silver and it was about two inches wide. There were two d rings on either side of it. "There, let's go."
They took the three items to the front where Kars already had a case sitting on the counter. He opened it and revealed the two floggers inside. They were of medium length and had wrist attachments on silver chain. The handle was emerald green and the flogger's strips were in varying shades of green. It was a different color green than Giorno's and this was a matched pair. Kars shut the case and rang them up. Kakyoin paid without a second thought, though Jotaro commented that he would have covered some of it. Kakyoin always bought his own gear, though the floggers were a big investment. He hadn't bought those before.
"Let's have lunch and maybe walk around the park before we head to the club tonight," Jotaro said as he took the case.
"Aren't you Dio's?" Kars asked suddenly, looking at him curiously.
"I was, he cut me loose," Kakyoin said with a sigh. He hated having to explain it so often.
"Ah, no surprise, he rarely keeps a slave for more than a year or two. I'm surprised he kept you on as long as he did. Though he won't be pleased to see you have a new master. I'd watch yourself, he has some bad folks working for him," Kars said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"I doubt he'll do anything to endanger his business," Kakyoin said, but even he heard the trepidation in his own voice at that statement.
He hadn't thought of Dio's reaction to him having a new Master. Midler had left the Lifestyle after him, but Kakyoin had stayed despite the possessive nature that Dio had. He knew beyond a doubt that if Dio could stop him from having another Master, he would.
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Dio tapped a finger on his desk. He was annoyed in the extreme at the fact that Kakyoin was under a new master. He heard a knock and looked up to see Devo standing in the doorway.
"Called for me, boss?" the dark-haired man said as he entered. His scarred face was smirking.
"Yeah, I've got a little mission I want to talk to you about."
Devo piled into the chair across the desk from him. "What's that?"
"If you can put your personal pursuit of pain on the shelf, I want my slave Kakyoin brought back to me. I thought you might be a good person to pull this off since you aren't afraid of risking life and limb for me," Dio said as he looked over the other man.
"Kidnapping?" Devo asked. "Sure, can do that. Just want me to bring him here?"
Dio nodded. "Yeah, just bring him back to me so I can teach him that I'm the only one that owns him."
Devo nodded. "How roughed up?"
"Doesn't matter, as I plan to rough him up once I have hands on him again," Dio said with a smirk.
"Alright," Devo started to stand up to leave when Dio motioned for him to stop.
"I heard you were looking for some extreme pain play. Don't do it here in case you die."
Devo smiled and nodded. "Of course, I'll only engage in that in seedy hotel room."
"Good," Dio commented as he reached for a book on the table and then looked up as Devo slipped out.
He was the only one who owned Kakyoin. He would have to teach him and this Jotaro who they were messing with.
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Donning his new gear, Kakyoin was squirming already as they got to the club. The plug was teasing him and he was anticipating Jotaro's promise to take what was his. First, they stopped and Polnareff fixed them each a mocktail.
They looked around to see who was there that night. Kakyoin spotted Giorno and Mista first and pointed them out to Jotaro.
Giorno was the sub to Mista tonight, Jotaro saw. The difference in the blond from his Dominant side to this was extreme. Giorno wore a pair of fishnet hose with heeled ankle boots. He had a garter belt in green that held up the black stockings over a darker green panty that covered most of his ass. Over the garter belt he wore a lacey looking skirt that was mostly see through. His top was a lacy black crop top that cut off over his belly and laid off the shoulder to reveal a strap to something underneath. He had makeup on and if it hadn't been for his hair, Jotaro wouldn't have recognized him. Mista was standing with him, wearing plain black pants and a button up shirt. Giorno wore a collar of dark green.
"Dryad always turns heads when he shows up," Bruno said with a smirk. "He doesn't often turn submissive but when he does, he cuts a beautiful form, no?"
"Quite," Jotaro said with an appreciative nod.
"Nice new set of gear," Bruno said as he looked over Kakyoin in his harness and the new leather thong. He'd left his shoes in the lockers and gone barefoot. He also was proudly wearing the new emerald green collar. The harness went around under the pectorals and clipped in three places down the front, but it left the back open, with a strap across the back of the shoulders and at the small of the waist.
"He didn't want to use stuff associated with the other guy," Jotaro explained.
"Understandable," Bruno said with a soft grin. "I think Giorno earned himself a punishment already."
"Punishment?" Jotaro asked, glancing over to the pair to see Giorno with his arms crossed and looking like he was pouting.
"He's a little, well, a middle, and rather a brat. Not as bratty as others, but still gets under Mista's skin to incite a paddling usually."
"I see…" Jotaro said as Mista pulled Giorno toward the sofas. Giorno dug his heels and seemed to be resisting him. "So his resistance is part of the game."
"Oh yes," Bruno said with a smirk. "There's a reason he doesn't wear a lot of clothes."
Mista flopped down on the sofa and pulled Giorno over his lap and quickly started spanking him through his underpants. The blows were loud to Jotaro's ears. He heard Giorno gasp out "yellow" and Mista slowed his strikes significantly for a moment before he paused and brushed Giorno's hair off his neck and whispered to him before he continued again but with less force behind the blows. After another few strikes, Mista slowed and began rubbing between the swats. After a few seconds he helped Giorno sit up beside him and began petting his face.
Kakyoin squirmed again as he sat beside Jotaro. "Want to try out the new floggers in a private room?" Jotaro whispered in his ear suddenly.
"Yes, please, Master," Kakyoin said with a grin.
Jotaro finished his drink and stood, waiting for Kakyoin with the case for the floggers over his shoulder. They found an empty private room and put the in use sign outside as they entered. This one didn't have a St. Andrew's Cross but it wasn't necessary; Kakyoin could position himself against the wall. Kakyoin moved to stand against the wall and leaned over, using his hands to brace himself. Jotaro pulled out one of the floggers and ran it over Kakyoin's back lightly before he started to strike him slowly and working up to hitting harder. He kept it up for a while, watching Kakyoin's skin for the warm pink color to start to show. After about twenty minutes, he felt like he'd done enough so he slowed the strikes and began to let more time pass between the strikes.
Jotaro felt like he'd done enough, but as usual, Kakyoin didn't tap out or anything. He put the flogger down and placed both hands on Kakyoin's back, feeling the slight heat from his skin. He leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"I plan to take what's mine now," he told him, giving him ample opportunity to back out if he wanted to.
"I'm yours to do as you please, Master," Kakyoin breathed, both twitching in anticipation. He had a painfully hard problem of his own so he was glad Jotaro seemed to be in the mood to go all the way.
Jotaro grabbed his wrists and pulled him away from the wall toward the couch. He dropped into the seat and smirked at Kakyoin.
"Let me see you."
Any blood that wasn't in Kakyoin's cock rushed there immediately, leaving him slightly dizzy with sensation. The very air around him was caressing his skin and setting his senses ablaze. He reached down and removed the leather thong he was wearing and stood there flushing bright red for the first time in a while. He felt like a virgin before Jotaro and it was exhilarating. Jotaro nodded to him and beaconed him forward.
"You're going to do the work. Take me out and use your mouth before we get started."
Kakyoin nodded once, dropping to his knees between Jotaro's powerful thighs and undid the button and zipper on his pants. He reached in to find him already hard and smirked inwardly. He'd done this to him, and no one else. He pulled Jotaro free from his pants and went down on him immediately, swallowing him halfway. He had learned very well how to take a mouth fucking, no matter how hard and how deep. His gag reflex had come back some but he squelched it as he worked up and down on Jotaro. After a few long minutes of sucking and licking him, Jotaro grabbed his hair and yanked his head up.
"Enough. Come up here now."
Kakyoin almost giggled in anticipation as he crawled up on Jotaro's lap, straddling him and planting his knees by his hips. Jotaro grabbed them both and began rubbing them together like they had done that morning for a few seconds before he reached underneath to pull at the plug. Kakyoin couldn't stop the moan that emitted as the plug shifted against his prostate and sent him into a brief moment of white haze. Without warning, Jotaro gripped the base and pulled the plug out slowly, the descending balls offering stimulation as they were removed. He put the plug on the sofa beside them and Kakyoin was glad he'd used plenty of lube on it because they were going for it.
"What are you waiting for?"
Kakyoin guessed that meant it was alright to go ahead. He reached down and held Jotaro's cock as he eased himself down on it. The sensation of being filled again sent his head reeling as he slowly slid all the way down until he was sitting on Jotaro's lap. Jotaro was bigger than Dio had been, mostly in girth, and it had been a while. The burn felt good, though, and he wanted more of it. He started to move up and down on him, hands holding Jotaro's shoulders. He was sure that there would be a moment when Jotaro decided to flip their position and take over; at least he hoped so. He wasn't wrong. After a few minutes of slow and steady riding on his lap, Jotaro let out a growl and grabbed him by the hips, nails digging into the flesh just slightly as he slammed his own hips upward to meet Kakyoin.
The next moment, Kakyoin felt the world spin as he was flipped to his stomach onto the sofa. He hung his arms over the back and dug his knees into the back as Jotaro took over at an almost ruthless pace. As he'd hoped, Jotaro's thrusts were hard and deep, bringing him over the edge after the second one for the first time. He was quickly back to erect as Jotaro kept up the furious pace and Kakyoin could feel himself dripping uncontrollably.
"You came without permission, Emerald…I'll have to punish you for that…"
"Please, Master," he responded, greatly looking forward to that as Jotaro slammed into him again and again.
Kakyoin was impressed with his stamina because he kept going for quite a while until he leaned over Kakyoin's back and whispered to him again.
"I want to see your face."
He pulled back and Kakyoin turned over, sliding down the sofa and Jotaro slid up between his legs, easily resuming his position as he used his hand to stroke Kakyoin and coax him over again. Kakyoin told himself he wasn't going to come without permission this time, so he held on for dear life as Jotaro pounded into him while watching with that intense stare. The look on Jotaro's face was almost enough to send him over the edge again.
"Come with me," Jotaro growled, and that was it for any restraint Kakyoin was practicing.
He went over again, harder this time, feeling Jotaro hit his own orgasm almost immediately. He knew he was moaning like a whore, but he didn't care, it felt fantastic, especially with the burning sensation across his back from the flogging. A few shallow thrusts and Jotaro pulled away, but Kakyoin was not aware of it. He was far to blissed out to notice much until he realized that he was sitting on the other end of the sofa in Jotaro's lap, being caressed with more care than he'd ever experienced.
"You back?" Jotaro asked gently.
"Umm hmm," Kakyoin muttered, still a little hazy but present.
"Are you okay? I wasn't too rough, was I?" Jotaro's voice was concerned.
"No, perfect," he answered, planning to tell him that he was fantastic, amazing, and the best but he thought perfect would cover it for now.
They sat there for a long few minutes, just snuggled together, Kakyoin with his head tucked under Jotaro's chin and Jotaro running his hands through Kakyoin's hair. After they both had settled down, Jotaro got up, leaving Kakyoin to sit on the sofa as he grabbed the towels and cleaned up. Kakyoin wanted to tell him that was his job, but Jotaro didn't seem to want to talk right then. Who was he to tell his Master that he couldn't clean up?
After he was finished, he handed Kakyoin the thong again and he put it back on. He was glowing from the experience and knew that there was no way it could have been better.