AN: The Kylin Chapters will be a weekly thing now. I don't know that they will always be the same length, some wil be shorter, some longer, depending on the way my muses feel. Please feel free to request your own weekly story about the superstar of your choice.

Kylin waited until she knew Kane was asleep before she tiptoed into his room, carrying a pair of handcuffs she had bought a few days ago. She bit her lower lip as she thought about all the things she could do to Kane once he was cuffed. For once, she would have complete control over her man.
Wait, her man? When had she started thinking that?
Kylin shook her head and focused on soundlessness, creeping over to the bed and successfully clinking the handcuffs around Kane's wrists, with the headboard holding them in place.
Kylin waited with an expression of glee, bouncing on her toes and making her spiked bra jingle a bit.
The slight sound was enough to wake Kane. He awoke with his arms suspended over his head, and moved to grab Kylin, only to find he was handcuffed to the headboard.
Kylin giggled nervously at the anger that shone in Kane's grey eyes. He looked at her with a growing frown, and she knew she was in for it.
Kane growled "Oh, you have toys, do you? well, so do I."
Kane growled and ripped the headboard away in the place where he was handcuffed, then ripped the handcuffs apart, grabbing Kylin and pullin her onto the bed with him. Kylin shrieked and giggled as Kane grabbed her by the waist and began kissing on her neck and humming contentedly.
Another hulking figure sat up in the bed beside them, frowning at Kane and his new companion, and dissapeared in a plume of purple smoke before Kylin, or Kane, knew he was there.
Kane reached beside the bed, grabbing a bullwhip that was made of pure leather. The handle was crafted with a rounded point, seemingly designed to be entirely smooth.
"You see this Whip?" he asked Kylin, running the leather over her red jeggings with an evil grin. Kylin shivered and nodded, turned on by just the sight of the whip.
"I killed this bull myself, to make this whip. This is what I'l be using to keep you in line,Kylin." he snarled.
"Undress. Now."
In a matter of seconds, his order was obeyed. Kane let her leave the necklace, which bore a pendant with his mask on it. He bent her across the bed, stripping and smoothing his hand across her bare back.
Kylin shivered as she felt the cool metal of the cuffs still around his wrist sliding along her back slowly.
low growls shook Kane's ribcage and seemed to tumble out into the air as he palmed her ass, enjoying the way it fit perfectly in his hands. Without any warning, he buried his face in her ass, licking at her tight hole hungrily, the way he wanted to for quite a while now.
Kylin gasped in surprise, then moaned as Kane's tongue made shivers of another sort run down her spine. She could feel herself getting more and more wet as his tongue worked its way into her hole, stretching it. Kylin moaned and leaned back against Kane, feeling his large hands gripping her hips and pulling her towards his face.
In a few minutes, Kylin was a begging mess, and she could feel her wetness dripping between her legs. One large finger from Kane felt her moisture, and backed away from her ass with an evil chuckle, using the metal in his prince Albert piercing to tease her clit lightly. He groaned quietly, pulling her body up against his as he rubbed his erection back and forth, teasing her.
Kane sharled as he pulled her waist back towards his, grabbing the whip and cracking it as he began riding her quickly. The edge of the whip lashed out and split one of the pillows near the head of the bed, and Kylin felt a rush of adrenaline seeing Kane wield that level of power.
Kane grabbed her waist with one hand, teasing her ass with the end of the whip as he thrust into her quickly.
Kylin buried her face in the pillow and moaned loudly, knowing what Kane was planning next.
Kane grabbed the lube from one of the pockets of his discarded pants, and popped it open, coating the leather of the whip handle. He grabbed Kylin's waist firmly, making sure she could feel the handcuffs pressing into her side. He spread the lube onto her ass with almost a light, loving touch, if it could be said that anything Kane did was done with love. He grabbed the handle and pressed in slowly, listening for the noises he knew Kylin would make.
Kylin grabbed the comforter in front of her and moaned louder than Kane had ever heard. He smirked and kept feeding the handle deeper nd deeper, hypnotized in the best of ways as he watched her come undone.
Kylin's moans trended closer and closer to screams as Kane rubbed his fingers across her clit in time with his thrusts to the handle. Strong tremors took over her body as she could feel goosebumps spread on her skin. She convulsed on the bed with a groan, her climax rushing past Kane's fingers like its own private flood. Kane removed his fingers suddenly, triumphing in the whimper that passed Kylin's lips before she could stop it.
Kane held the handle of the whip firmly in her ass, and slipped in front of her. He pulled her face up to see his pulsing erection standing insistently before her eyes.
"Suck."
Kylin obeyed quickly, a wet sound echoing in the room as she guided him down her throat repeatedly. Kane watched with an glaring awe, and gripped just the tip of the whip, cracking it as if it were the handle as he held himself in her throat.
Kylin shuddered again as the handle moved within her, moaning as she came a second time. Kane could feel her throat clenching around him as she tried to swallow, the pathway blocked by such a massive interruption, there was no room for swallowing, or even breathing as her lips stretched thin and she panted softly through her nose. A low moan left her lips and her eyes rolled in her head, making Kane growl with satisfaction and a feral kind of lust, snarling and climaxing into her throat as she continued to moan.
Kane removed himself from her mouth and lay on the bed, pulling her down on top of him as if she weighed nothing at all and kissing her deeply to taste himself with a pleased moan. He slid the handle of the whip free without too much discomfort on her part. The kiss became surprisingly tender and intimate for only a moment as he ran his massive hand over her hair.
She closed her eyes for a second, enjoying her afterglow.
When she opened them, he, and his clothes, were gone.
But he left the whip, Kylin noticed with an eager grin.
She found herself eagerly awaiting his return, as she always did.