(Just a little "deleted" scene from around the time of Closing the Circle. John is acting bratty because he is restless and longs to be used by his Daddy and Dark Master Shea. It takes place in John's play room in Tampa.)
Randy changed into gym shorts and a tank top before heading for the gym room. When Randy entered the gym John was shirtless and beating the hell out of his punching bag. Sweat trickled down his face as loud music blared from his iPod nearby. Walking over Randy watched for a moment before giving a wolf whistle. John paused and looked at Randy, a little of the intensity leaving his blue eyes. "Hey. Come to work out too?"
"Yeah...also give Shea time to cool down. Babe, are you trying to get him worked up? And I don't mean sexually."
John shoulders slumped. "Maybe a little. I just had so much pent up energy from the plane and I'm frustrated as hell over having to miss work. I guess in my subconscious I knew if I pushed him hard enough he would snap and wear me out good...or I hoped he would. Like when you made the comment about spanking your whiny Baby on the cross."
"Still want me to?" Randy asked. "He is trying to keep control...if you really want the other side you need to tell him."
"Course I do." John sighed as he hit the bag again. "You're right." He focused on Sheamus. *Sorry I was such a brat, Master. Feeling frustrated and wound up. I wanted to bring my dark Master out to use me and wear me out. I knew he would use me hard just like my Daddy promised to spank me.*
*Is he still planning on it...I be honest, Angel. If ye kept pushing it would have been more pain then pleasure. Testing ye more...harsher items.*
*Yes he is.* John paused a moment, knowing how serious his next words were. *I want that...I need the pain...the release...tell him to come and give me all he has.*
*Maybe soon...have ye Daddy warm ya first. Tell him once he done to leave ya on thee cross.*
*Yes, Master.* John looked at Randy with a shudder. "He said for you to warm me up and leave me on the cross when you're done." Excitement and maybe a hint of fear showed on his face. "He warned me there will be pain...that I will be tested more and with harsher items."
"You sure that is what you want, Baby...I don't think it will be a harsh pounding like last time you pulled the darkness forward. He will very well hurt you with the intent to heal it after you suffer."
John nodded slowly. "I admit it gives me chills...but I also need it. Not all the time...but I crave a dark Master at times."
Randy gave a shaky breath. "Okay, Baby...let's go then." John walked over to shut off his iPod and grab his shirt before heading to the dungeon play room section of his house. When they reached it he flipped on the light, the rich scent of leather filling the air. Randy followed looking around. "Well first step...strip."
"Yes, Daddy." John stripped down, putting his clothes into a pile out of the way. His body faintly shone with sweat from his short workout.
Randy went to the storage room retrieving a pair of padded leather cuffs. He went to the cross, hooking them on. "Over here and step up." John walked to the cross and stepped up carefully, facing the cross so that his ass was exposed. He raised his arms for the cuffs without being told. Randy went to secure John's wrists. "I picked these since I don't know how long you will be left in them after I leave. I really don't like the thought of that."
"I'll be fine, Daddy." John tried to assure him. "Just remember it's not against my will. You might find it scary but I'm not the same as you. If he...if he hurts me Master will heal me."
"I will try to remain calm, Baby." Randy stated as he walked behind John. He rubbed one cheek before giving a firm swat. "So my belligerent Baby needs a spanking hmm?"
"Yes, Daddy. Warm your whiny baby's ass good." John encouraged in a husky voice. He knew with Randy all the pain would be tinted with pleasure. Randy pulled his hand back, swatting the other cheek. John gave a pant at the swat. After dark Sheamus his Daddy really wasn't that hard but just being naked and exposed on the cross seemed to heighten his senses.
"From a whiny Baby..." Another swat. "To a panting bitch in heat." Another hit. A small moan past John's lips as his body began to heat. Randy always had a way of turning him on with a few words or a single touch. His cock began to twitch in response to the treatment. Randy ran his hand over the slightly warm flesh. "Enjoy it while you can, Baby Boy."
John's back arched, his ass almost rubbing against Randy's hand. "Thank you, Daddy...but I need more."
Randy gave a firm swat that stung his palm. "Don't worry, Baby Boy...I got you."
A deep moan past the older man's lips, his cock fully hard from the heady mix of pleasure and slight pain. He did not know why his body seemed to crave the darkness when he felt frustrated or stressed. "Thank you, Daddy." Randy went to walk away, heading for the storage room again. He made some noise so John could hear him rummaging, wondering what he was after.
John turned his head at the sound, his body on edge with anticipation. A part of him wondered if he was crazy for asking for his dark Master when he had his Daddy's pained pleasure but a morbid side of himself just had to go through with it. Randy came back out with his hands behind his back. "Eyes forward." He told John. John obeyed, turning his head back so that he was looking straight ahead. He could no longer see Randy and just had to wonder what the younger man had.
Randy walked over, pulling a good sized plug out from behind his back. Pulling lube from his pocket he applied some. He then took his free hand to part John's cheeks to run the tip of it over the now exposed hole. John jumped slightly, giving a pant at the teasing sensation. "Going to fill me up, Daddy?" He asked lowly.
"Yep." Randy slowly pushed the toy in until it was seated fully, John's hole closing around the base. Randy then slapped John's ass, making the toy shake some.
"F-Fuck." John groaned, the moving toy teasing him. The plug was so large it was giving him a nice stretch and rubbing against his sensitive nerve bundle. Randy smirked as he swatted the other cheek. Then for good measure he hit the base of the plug directly. John could not stop the cry that left his lips from the direct hit. The plug hit his prostate and his cock throbbed, dewy moisture dripping from the head. "Oh fuck, Daddy."
"Like that hmm?" Randy gave another blow to the toy's base.
"Fuck...yes, Daddy." John's body trembled as the warmth washed over him. "You're going to make me cum!"
"That's the point, Baby." Randy moved to stand in front of the cross, looking at John's cock trying to peek out from under the crossbeams. He gave an upward swat, causing it to smack against the wood.
Hard pants left John's nose as his chest heaved, the pain to his cock causing it to throb in want. "Fuck...so damn close!"
Randy smirked with another firm hit. "Nothing but a craving pain slut." John had no time to react as his body shook, thick ropes of cum spurting from his twitching cock. He moaned as the sweet release rolled over him.
Randy pulled his hand up, looking at the mess on it. "A dirty slut of a Baby too." He smirked before licking a little off. John's body sagged a little as he caught his breath. "Thank you, Daddy. Was so fucking good."
"Glad...but now as per orders." He tried not to roll his eyes. "I am going to leave you like that...even the plug. If he wants it out he can remove it."
John felt an odd thrill at being left this way, restrained and covered in cum with his ass plugged and flushed from the spanking. "Okay, Daddy. T-Thanks again."
"You positive?" Randy checked.
John nodded slowly. "I'm sure. I want this...while the darkness is still strong enough in Sweets to give it to me."
"I just hope he isn't too strong or too dark." Randy commented. He moved to kiss John lightly before leaving the room. John's body felt on edge as he stood in the quiet room alone. He wondered if he was supposed to call his Master or just wait. Randy headed for the pool room to relax. He didn't want to be near by the 'action'. Maybe a piece of him felt guilty. What if something happened to John? What could he do to stop Sheamus even if he did?
John waited for what seemed like an eternity before focusing on Sheamus. *Daddy is finished with me, Master.*
*Maybe I wanted ya to wait.* Came the cool reply. The door was then heard opening.
John jumped, lowering his head in a submissive pose. *I'm sorry, Master. I didn't know if you knew I was ready.*
*Ye know I have ways.* He could be heard walking closer. *Seems ye Daddy left ya wrapped and then some.*
John opted to speak out loud. "Yes, Master. He said he would leave it up to you whether you removed the plug or not."
*For now it will stay.* He headed for the storage room. *So ye want me to get me fill of pain.*
*Yes, Master.* John replied mentally to be sure he was heard. *I crave this side of you at times...to be used.* Sheamus could be heard walking around. Next John knew was the feel of a blindfold. John swallowed hard as his sight was robbed from him. It made the adrenaline flow even more and chills raise up on his body.
*Thee joy is mine to have.* The words came right before a strong thud of a paddle on John's ass, jarring the plug.
John gave a whimpered moan as the thick plug hit his sweet spot, causing his spent cock to twitch again. The paddle hit much harder than Randy's hand, causing the sensation to be much more intense. Sheamus repeated the action to the other cheek. *We only just started.*
John could not hold in the groan that left his throat as the plug once again moved deep inside him from the blow. After his first orgasm the jolts of pleasure felt so intense.
Sheamus delivered a total of six blows to John ass. He then stepped back admiring the color. By that time John was full out shaking. His ass felt like it was on fire but his cock was fully hard again as his hands clenched in the restraints. "I'm sorry I was so disrespectful, Master." He said in a husky voice.
Sheamus could be heard moving again. Next was a snap, a burning sharp pain went across John's back as the tip of a bullwhip lightly cut the skin. John's back arched, letting out a hiss from the unexpected pain. Being blindfolded left him unable to prepare himself for what was coming next. It was a new sensation because due to his ring work neither Randy or Sheamus had ever abused his back before.
Sheamus reared back, giving another a second lash crossing the other. *Let it out, Angel.* John let the scream out his was holding in, knowing there was no one around to hear and call the police. He was free here to feel things deeply and let out the stress and frustration. *That's it.* Two more lashes in rapid succession. John had never experienced pain like this before. It was not erotic pain meant to turn him on. It was just searing pain worse than he had felt in the ring. The second two lashes striking his tender back were like fire searing him. He heard a loud scream, not realizing at first it had come from him.
The next sensation was hard to place, a wetness dragging along John's abused back. It was wet, but burned slightly. Sheamus was licking over the ripped flesh taking in the rich taste of the forming blood. The older man had no idea what the feeling was. It did burn but was nowhere near as bad as the whip had been. He sucked in a breath as he waited. Sheamus walked away grabbing a remote he spotted on the table, then looked back at John.
*Ye done well.* He hit a button and it triggered a vibration in the plug.
"Thank you, Master." John groaned as some of the burning pain was lessened by the vibrations. He began to grow heated once again as the plug began to send powerful vibrations to his prostate. After a moment Sheamus cranked it higher as he walked around the cross, looking all of John over.
John of course could not see his Master watching him only feel the sweet vibrations inside of him growing stronger. His cock once again stood hard and the prior pain was all but forgotten as small, needy moans left him. *Hmmm wonder if I should leave ye like that...and lock ye control to release.* There was dark amusement to his tone.
John gave a wanton whimper at the threat, somehow the thought only served to heat his blood more. "P-Please, Master." He groaned. "F-Feels so strong already. So good."
*Please what?* Sheamus was behind John again running his fingers over the cut flesh. *Be more clear my pet.*
"Don't leave me like that." John said in a needy voice. "Stay...use me however you wish but please don't go."
*Fine maybe I will heighten it...let ye finish over and over again until ye collapse in ye restraints.*
"Fuck, Master." John almost whispered as the threat sent heated lust through his already straining body. His cock throbbed between his legs, begging for attention. "Y-Yes...push me...push my body to its limits for you."
Sheamus ran his hand down John's back running jolts of heightened energy through his body. He then slapped John's bruised ass.
John cried out as his body erupted for the second time that day, his mind caught up in a lust filled fog. His body spasmed as the pleasure all but consumed him. "Thank you, Master!" Sheamus smirked as he didn't stop the vibration allowing them to continue. He went and grabbed a chair, pulling it in front of the cross so he could watch John's face and body as the toy did its job.
The vibrations that had felt so sweet grew almost painful as John continued to feel the persistent stimulation. He panted as his cock wanted to stir with no down time. It was like every jolt was amplified four times over from his Master's touch to heighten his senses. "Fuck." He groaned.
*That's it...give in.* Sheamus licked his lips as if tasting the sweet torment as it filled the air around them.
John's head swam as his body worked of its own accord, growing needy for a third time within minutes. He could hear his Master's voice close by, obviously watching him. "G-Gonna be so s-strong!" He moaned weakly as the pulses against his prostrate continued.
*Good...very good* Sheamus stood up walking over to pull the blindfold off. He then moved to the chair again. he was wearing just a pair of blue jeans.
John blinked his eyes to adjust to the light before looking at the Irishman, his blue eyes glazed with lust and sub space. "Y-You like watching me this way...don't you?"
The larger man slowly nodded. *Feeds me well.* He gave a dark smile.
John groaned at the smile, thinking it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. "Thank you, Master. I like pleasing you...being pushed as far as my body will go." It was hard to believe he already felt on the brink of his third orgasm, his muscled arms straining in the cuffs and sweat glistening on his bare chest.
*Aye very pleasing. Filling.* Sheamus licked his lips again as in tasting the energy.
John's eyes rolled as his legs felt like jelly under him as he came so hard it almost hurt. Trace amounts of liquid shot from his sore member as all the energy seemed to leave the older man. "Umm...so strong!"
Sheamus stood up walking over. *One more.* He smirked at John. His eyes dark yet almost look devouring. He brushed John's sweat drenched face. He walked behind John, giving an open palm hit to his back, breaking open some of the cuts causing fresh blood, sweat mixing with them.
John gave a scream at the hit, his body in near agony as the plug sent now unwelcome stimulation to his exhausted body. He could not imagine how it would be possible to cum again so soon. "M-Master..already came once for my Daddy...don't think I can do four." His words were spoken with a pained wince.
*One more.* The words spoken slow as he ran his fingers down long John's spine sending even more jolts. John felt in pure erotic torture as the lustful jolts manipulated his body. His cock felt like it was on fire it was so tender but at the same time it still responded to the never ending toy buried deep inside him. He fought to stay standing as his legs trembled, pained groans passing his mouth.
*Give in...fuel me...feed me deeply* Sheamus' finger kept running John's spine. His short nails at times catching the cuts giving an odd mix of pain with the building torturous pleasure. John felt almost detached from his body as it was pushed to its limits. He gave a hoarse cry as the spasms hit for a fourth time but it was a dry orgasm with no sign of his forced surrender. The room seemed to spin moments before John blacked out, only the cuffs on his wrists keeping his body from slumping to the floor as his heart pounded in his chest.
Sheamus moved to pick up the remote, shutting the toy off. The color of his eye flickering from the dark devouring gaze, the the richer, loving paled blue. He wrapped an arm around John with one arm as he reached around him to free his wrists. He took all the weight when John fell loose. He scooped the older man up to carry him from the room.