"You stink."
Yao flinches. He wraps his arms around himself tighter. His naked body is exposed to the chilling air. He is getting pretty used to it, but when his dark haired master tells him that he stinks, Yao feels his spine trembling. In fear and from the cold.
"Come."
He is called like a dog. He crawls like a dog. His master won't let him walk. He is supposed to crawl on all fours. Yao swallows hard and starts to move on his four limbs.
He is aware of the other master's fixation on his naked, moving ass.
"Do you think the shower head can enter his hole?" his blond master asks.
"Saa? Maybe we should try." The dark haired master smirks, and Yao shivers even harder. A shower head? Into his ass? Or his mouth? It is un-imaginable, and Yao knows it will be painful, but he also knows from previous experience that they would never give him something that is not hurtful. Yet his body has learned to turn these pains into pleasure, making a part of him giddy with anticipation.
"Faster."
Yao moves his limbs faster, and he is surprised when suddenly his ass as grabbed by the blond master.
"Arthur, he needs a bath. You can fuck him afterwards."
"His ass is too tempting."
"Yes, but wait." The dark haired master smirks like a devil. "Waiting makes everything more worth it."
The blond man stops touching Yao's ass and sighs. "…Whatever."
"Sicko."
He is ordered to go into the bathtub. Yao compels and stands on all fours, waiting for his master's next orders, like a faithful dog. Suddenly the cold water bursts against his skin. Yao feels his skin tighten. Goosebumps appear everywhere. His body starts to shiver, and he whimpers, unintentionally.
He knows he shouldn't whimper. His cheek is slapped hard in the next moment.
"Stop whimpering, bitch."
Yao bites his lips, but his eyes start to get wet. He didn't want it to happen, it wasn't intentional; he is very cold and the temperature is unbearable. It is... unfair that he got slapped because of an unintentional whimper.
"Ooh… you've started crying again." The dark haired master coos at him, pulling his face towards him. Yao looks up, and between the tears, he can see gray-brown, penetrating eyes peering at him tenderly.
"Don't cry, hmm?"
Yao doesn't know how to react. It is true that his dark haired master is being gentle, yet it can all change in a matter of seconds. His dark haired master is even harder to read than his blond one. His blond master always wants sex and sex and that's it, while his dark haired master can be very gentle, yet even crueller than his blond master, when he wants to be.
So Yao whimpers again, but without sound.
He is shocked when their lips meet. The dark haired master licks his lips, asking Yao to open his mouth. Yao surrenders, and as he opens his mouth, he can taste the other man… fucking his mouth harshly with his tongue.
Yao whimpers again, this time from a very different reason from the last.
"Now, now." The Asian master chuckles. "Don't be greedy."
Yao wants more, but all of a sudden his mouth is filled with his dark haired master's fingers. Three all at once. Yao automatically wraps his lips around the fingers, licking and wetting them.
Meanwhile, he feels his master's other hand washing his back. His body rocks back and forth as his master's hand soaps up his skin. The smell of cheap soap fills his nose, but it is a very welcome change from the usual fishy smell of sperm.
"Stop rocking him. I'm getting hard." His blond master's voice filters through the bathroom door. Yao visibly flinches and his whole body stiffens.
"Now now, relax." It isn't clear to whom his dark haired master is talking, but Yao lets himself relax. "You can fuck him now as I wash his back, if you want."
Yao flinches, his breath hikes. He is going to be fucked again. His sphincter muscles involuntarily tighten, reliving the memory of having thick rods of various origins inside him. He can actually hear the blond master licking his lips in desire.
"Nice one, Kiku. Hold him."
"Nah, you should do it yourself. I won't stop washing him. He stinks like rotten fish."
"I'd do him anyway."
"What the hell is your problem?"
Yao listens to the banter between his two masters. They don't actually get along well, but every time they fight, it always ends with Yao being sandwiched between them.
Apparently, it is no different this time.
Yao is crying. His body is rocking hard, being penetrated and pushed by the blond master's body. Yao is being fucked doggy style, inside the cramped bathroom, such that he can't move even if he wants to, and the small area lets his master's dick penetrate him deeper. He is normally rather used to the sensation; however, this time it is different. His other master continues washing his neck and chest.
The fingers washing his neck are very teasing. They tickle his small Adam's apple, making Yao moan even higher in pitch. His master's other hand is busy washing his chest, brushing his nipples softly. It is very different from the usual nipple torment he endures. All the sensations make Yao moan even harder.
"He is getting noisy."
"It's your fault, eyebrows. Stop pushing on his prostate."
"You too, stop pulling his nipples."
"They are getting redder, see? It's cute. It's amusing."
"Hell, then I ain't going to stop. Put something in his mouth."
His dark haired master sighs and pushes the shower head roughly into Yao's mouth. Yao stops moaning and starts choking on his own saliva.
"Hey, that reminds me. We should put that into this hole." His blond master snickers and pulls out of Yao. His hard member is standing erect on its own, almost ready to ejaculate. "Pass that to me, will ya?"
His other master sighs and pulls the shower head from Yao's mouth, passing it to the blond guy.
"Watch this." The man smirks as he pushes the shower head into Yao's anus.
A moment later, Yao screams. When the shower head had first entered him, it had felt narrow and easy to swallow. However, the head had now spread in his insides like nothing he'd ever taken before. Yao feels so exposed, and when he tries to contract his muscles, the head plunges even deeper.
"Fucking amazing shit!"
"Hey, be careful. It might hurt him."
Yao whimpers and turns his watery eyes towards both of his masters. He sees that they are concentrating only on his ass.
His chest stings.
He starts to sob. His sobbing voice alerts both his masters and they pull the shower head from his ass.
"I think that's all for now." His blond master speaks softly. "Ah, I came just from that little shower show."
"Premature ejaculation?" The dark haired master snickers.
"Shut up, you little son of a bitch!"
Yao sees his blond master leaving the bathroom. His other master smiles.
"Now now, let's continue our bathing, Yao~"
His body is dried with an old towel. It stinks, but anything is better than staying wet. His master dabs the towel all around him, drying him slowly.
"How was the bath?"
Yao looks up to see his master smiling at him. He smiles back.
"You liked it? Good girl."
Yao blushes.
Looking at the blushes on his cheek, Kiku smiles to himself. Yes, his slave is very pretty when he acts shy.
He doesn't know why, but a sudden urge compels him to pull Yao up into his arms. Yao is not exactly light, but not heavy either. It is like carrying a sack of rice. It isn't easy, and Kiku starts to worry that he might drop Yao, but Yao slings his arms around Kiku's neck and buries his face on Kiku's chest. Yao's limbs are very slender and rather thin, but his hair and skin now smell way better than before.
Kiku inhales the scent deeply into his lungs.
"Just this time, I'll let you be spoiled. Though, don't expect too much."
Yao barely nods as he let himself be carried by his master, out of the bathroom.
