Well, I finally got off my ass and finished this rather long chapter. Not recommended for young children or people who hate any erotic. Enjoy fellow perverts.
Sweet Temptations
Chapter Twelve: Sadism and Masochism
Hinata awoke in Hidan's bed the following morning, her head throbbing dully. The silver-haired male was lying on his stomach beside her, snoring soundly in his sleep.
"Ugh..." Hinata winced and gingerly brought her hand up to the side of her head as she slowly sat up. What happened? She couldn't seem to remember anything at that particular moment.
After a few more seconds of disorientation, she looked down and realized that she was no longer wearing the silky blue nightie she'd put on the previous evening. She now had on a pair of white panties, and replacing the short nightgown was one of Hidan's white button-up shirts. A single button fastened right between her breasts kept the shirt from flapping open. When the hell had she put that on?
Hinata carefully moved her aching body out of bed, making sure not to wake Hidan. She noticed that he was wearing a pair of black and blue shorts, rather than the plain black sweats he'd had on previously. As she silently trudged towards the bathroom, the memories of last night began to re-form in her head, piece by piece.
Hidan had comforted her during that disgusting horror movie, holding her in his lap and kissing her to keep her distracted. Hinata had not only finished the drink he'd originally made for her, but also the two that had followed after the movie had finished. The older male had had just as much alcohol as her, if not more. He'd ordered them dinner and Hinata briefly remembered him getting up long enough to answer the door and pay the delivery guy before plopping his ass back down on the couch beside her. There were probably still food containers littered on the living room table from their meal, as neither of them had cared enough to clean up.
With a sigh, Hinata turned on the water and unfastened that single button on the shirt. She pulled it off, as well as her panties, then got into the shower. The hot spray rained down over her stiff muscles, gradually relieving them and the throbbing migraine in her head. Feeling a bit better, she squirted a small amount of shampoo into her hands and began to lather it into her hair. As she washed her indigo locks, she once again focused on putting together the events from the night before.
After the couple had finished their dinner, the two of them had gotten frisky with each other. They'd eventually made it back upstairs into Hidan's bedroom, then proceeded to have a second round for the evening. After holding each other for a little while, Hidan had put on a pair of shorts and convinced Hinata to wear one of his shirts. Hinata had complied with his request, pairing it with her white panties. More cuddling, a few sexual jokes from Hidan, and random conversation topics that Hinata couldn't quite remember, before they finally passed out in each others arms for the night.
The young woman smiled to herself at the memory as she rinsed her hair. She heard the sound of someone entering the bathroom and peeked out through the shower curtain just in time to watch Hidan relieve himself in the toilet.
"Mornin'," he drawled with a smirk on his face.
With an embarrassed squeak, Hinata quickly replaced the curtain, her face bright red. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't realize that you were...um..."
"Taking a piss?" Hidan finished for her, clearly amused by her behavior. "It's not that big of a deal. Just be grateful that I didn't have to take a shit. Though I probably would've been nice enough to warn you ahead of time."
Turning even redder, Hinata quickly washed her body, flustered by his nonchalant attitude towards his bodily functions. "Uh..."
Stripping off his shorts, the man joined her in the shower and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Last night was fucking awesome. And you didn't even want to drink in the first place. Happy that I convinced you?"
"I-I guess," she murmured in response. "I woke up with a bit of a headache, but it's mostly gone now..."
"So...do you remember what happened last night?" He had a cocky smirk on his face, which somewhat unnerved his assistant. "Oh, and by the way, I think I like you wearing my shirts more than I like you wearing those nightgowns. You look really fucking adorable in them," he added, lowering his lips to kiss the shell of her ear.
Hinata rested her cheek against his chest, which now glistened with water. "I think I remembered what we did." She gave him a brief recap of what she compiled during the time she'd woken up and washed up.
"Yeah, that's right. We did do all of that." That knowing smirk on his face remained, unfaltering. "But do you remember what we talked about?"
Hinata felt her heart skip a beat. What we talked about? No...she really couldn't recall the details. "Umm...you told a few jokes, I think."
"True, but that's not what I'm referring to." Hidan was practically taunting her with the fact that she really couldn't remember. "You told me a little secret..."
"A...A secret?" She gulped and gazed up at him nervously, her pretty lavender eyes filled with worry. "W-What was it?"
"I suppose I could tell you...but I think it'll be more fun not to," he teased.
Hinata frowned slightly, getting more anxious. "No, p-please tell me, Hidan-Sama." She prayed that it wasn't anything too humiliating. However, she feared for the worst. She didn't have any weird or strange habits that she would be too embarrassed about, and her past wasn't anything interesting, but she still couldn't help but be afraid of what he could be talking about.
With a smirk, Hidan leaned down to whisper into her ear, and she let out a soft gasp once he was finished. She stared up at him, clearly shocked. "D-Did I really say that?"
"I swear I'm not fucking lying. And you know damn well that the most honest people out there are old people, kids, and drunk people. So I'm going to assume that you meant it. And now that I know, there's no way in hell I'm going to let you back out of it," Hidan added with a snicker. "Sounds like my kind of fun, actually."
"But..." She looked pale, and it became apparent that she was shaking slightly. "It sounds scary..."
The silver-haired male brought his hand up to her face and gently stroked her cheekbone with the pad of his thumb. "Don't worry, Hina-Chan. You know I would never hurt you like that. And I'll let you try it out on me, too. Pain is pleasure, you know..."
Hinata shivered, then felt his erection poke against her. "O-Okay...I'll try it."
"You won't regret it," he told her, then leaned down and nipped her earlobe,"I promise."
A little while later
"A-Are you sure about this, Hidan-Sama?" Hinata asked nervously, her voice cracking.
Hidan chuckled softly. "You can drop the honorific, you know. We're not at work right now. I won't demote you if you just call me 'Hidan'. And this was your idea, Hina-Chan. Fasten that cuff right there."
After a moment of hesitation, Hinata did as she was told, gazing at him uneasily. They were in that same room that Hidan had brought her into the past few occasions. While he was completely naked, she was dressed in a black, lacy bra and thong. Her boss was standing before her, his arms above his head as his wrists were secured in the cuffs hanging from the ceiling. She still couldn't believe that he had stuff like that in his house. Hell, she still couldn't believe that she had supposedly told him she wanted to try this in the first place.
"You look like a scared little bunny," Hidan remarked with a laugh. "Come on, it'll be fun. And I'm going to let you do it to me first so that you won't be as freaked out. You can do whatever the hell you want using the stuff in that trunk right there." He nodded towards it, and Hinata could see the whips, blindfolds, and other miscellaneous items stashed inside. She gulped and slowly walked over to it, crouching down to inspect its contents more thoroughly.
"Why do you have all this?" she asked, pulling out one item at a time.
If Hidan could've shrugged, he would've. Instead, he simply answered, "Why the fuck not? I'm not your average person, and believe it or not, I like this kind of shit."
"But..." She looked at a riding crop, then at him. "Won't it hurt?"
"That's the whole fucking point," he replied with a smirk. "But I'll make a deal with you; if you try this and don't like it, we won't do it again. Also, when it comes to my turn doing it to you, if you really want me to stop, I will. The last thing I want is to hurt you if you hate it."
Contemplating the idea, Hinata finally sighed. What did she have to lose? So far all of his other raunchy suggestions had turned out okay. "A-Alright. I'll give it a try."
The first few minutes had been the most nerve-wracking for the young woman, as she had no idea how she was supposed to go about things. Was she supposed to spank him? Or whip him? Or incorporate other moves into it? The only thing she could do was wing it and see how everything went. She put a blindfold over Hidan's eyes before she did anything else, her hands trembling in the process.
"I have no idea what I'm doing," she murmured, feeling pathetic.
"You don't have to know what you're doing," Hidan told her as his vision was blocked off. "Stop over-analyzing shit and just go with whatever feels right to you."
But that's the problem, Hinata thought miserably. I don't know what feels right about this. If anything, this feels wrong. But...maybe that was the point? She stared at the naked, muscular man in front of her. He wasn't going anywhere and was at her mercy. Hinata glanced at the available items she could use, reluctant to pick one.
I can't do this. I can't. Hinata shook her head and almost went to uncuff him when another voice in her subconscious started up. Why not? He said that he likes this kind of stuff. You told him you wanted to try it, so you should take the opportunity. Stop being that same boring shy girl that's never had any damn confidence. It's getting old and kind of annoying. Just do it already.
"Hey...you're still there, right?" Hidan asked. "Hina-Chan? You didn't run off, did y-" He was abruptly cut off by a piece of leather smacking against his thigh. "Shit!"
Hinata jumped, startled by his reaction. "I-I'm sorry! Are y-you okay?"
"Oh, I'm fine. Just surprised, that's all. For a minute I thought you screwed out of the room," the older man snickered. "But now I know otherwise. You can continue."
Hinata hesitated for a brief second, then struck him again with the riding crop, this time on his back. Hidan grunted, but the smirk on his face said everything. He really did enjoy this type of stuff.
"You can go harder, you know. I'm not made of china," he quipped. "I've been waiting ages for something like this, so don't disappoint me..."
With a new wave of confidence, Hinata hit him a third time, leaving a reddening mark on his ass. She immediately ran her hand over the spot, leaning forward to give him a gentle kiss on his chest. Hidan groaned, enjoying the different sensations on his body. Her touches and kisses were so soft, but the item she was using was leaving a stinging feeling that the man found pleasurable. Hinata's hand reached in between his legs, where she lightly stroked his member, while she brought the riding crop up to slap against his side. His manhood twitched in her hand, gradually hardening as he basked in the pain. Hinata gave him another quick snap from the leather, then tossed it aside. Her hands gently caressed the marks on his naked body, soothing him as she brushed herself up against him. The delicate lace of her panties teased Hidan's erection, and he could feel himself dripping with excitement.
"Are you finished already?" He asked, smirking when he felt her lips against his chest. "I was enjoying that."
"Don't worry... I'm not." With that, she made her touches much firmer, letting her nails rake down his back. Her lips moved downwards, gradually making her way to a crouching position. As she descended, so did her hands, now running them over his ass and thighs. She gave his penis a light kiss, teasing him even further.
Hidan groaned and bucked against her, trying to get her to give him more attention. However, to his surprise, he no longer felt the young woman near him. Where had she gone? It was then that he felt a more intense pain stinging his back and he let out a hiss.
"Using the whip this time, I see," he remarked with amusement in his voice. "I'm really liking where this is going."
Hinata didn't vocally admit it, but she was surprisingly enjoying it as well. She spent the next forty-five minutes continuing with the acts of sadism towards her very masochistic boss. Rather than relentless barrages of pain, she'd alter between slapping and whipping him, to caressing and kissing the parts of his body she'd previously assaulted. Her fingers and lips soothed the welts, bruises and reddened marks she'd left on the man's body, causing Hidan to shudder in bliss. He gasped when she rubbed her finger against the tip of his cock, which was practically begging to be touched. Hinata used her lover's pre-cum to easily stroke him up and down, her tongue flicking at his sensitive tip. She lapped up his salty fluid, savoring the taste as she manually pleasured him at the same time.
Hidan tried to move his arms down to guide her, then realized that they were still restrained above his head. Instead, he began to buck into her hand, swearing to himself as her tongue relentlessly licked away at him and his sanity. He was all too aware of the sore and stinging parts of his body, but they didn't deter him from enjoying himself. On the contrary, the added pain made the whole experience that much more intense.
"Fuck," he growled, feeling himself getting closer and closer. "Oh, fucking shit..." Her feather-like touches to his balls made him squirm a bit, and he attempted to thrust into her mouth. Luckily for him, Hinata was ready for his member and took his entire length into her mouth and throat. She sucked on his vigorously, moving her head back and forth as she tormented his balls.
The silver-haired man felt fingernails digging into his hip, giving him that one last bit of pain that he had needed. He came hard as Hinata dragged her nails down his thigh, spurting his seed deep down Hinata's throat. His assistant eagerly swallowed all of it, making sure to get every last drop.
"So...um...was it okay?" She asked after a few moments, standing up and reaching to remove his blindfold. "D-Did I do it r-right?"
Hidan chuckled softly, now finally able to look at her. She looked so tempting in that black lingerie set, but oh-so innocent at the same time. However, despite that adorably shy personality, he learned that she had quite a wild side to her. A side that he and he alone had had the privilege of discovering. It was perfect. She was perfect.
"You tell me," he replied wryly as she released him from his restraints.
"Well, you seemed like you were enjoying it," she pointed out.
He smirked. "Well, I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't. Now, get naked."
Hinata obliged, reaching behind to unclip her bra and revealing her bare breasts. Her face heated up slightly as she felt his searing gaze upon her delectable body, and was unable to look him in the eyes as she removed her panties. With that, Hidan wasted no time by securing the cuffs around her wrists, restraining her arms above her head.
"My turn," he whispered sensually into her ear, giving her breast a squeeze.
Hinata fearfully closed her eyes, visibly shaking. If she'd been nervous before, her anxiety had sky-rocketed. What was he going to do to her? Before she realized it, Hidan blocked her vision with a blindfold, causing her to squeak in surprise. Now she was just as helpless as he had been, but then again, even while restrained, the man sure as hell didn't come off as helpless.
"Hina-Chan, don't be scared." He brushed his lips against the shell of her ear. "You'll like it. I promise. Besides, I plan on going fucking easy on you."
"B-But-" The indigo-haired woman suddenly yelped in surprise as she felt something slap against her breast. What was that? With the blindfold, she couldn't see or anticipate his assaults, leaving her that much more vulnerable. She squeaked when she was struck a second time, this time in the middle of her back. Whatever it was, it was made of leather. Hinata let out a whimper as the stinging sensation become more noticable, and weakly tried to free herself from the cuffs. She could practically feel her skin reddening. "H-Hidan..."
"Yes?" Hidan answered innocently. "Can I help you with something?" He struck her again, this time on the thigh.
"I-It hurts..." she choked out, shaking slightly.
"Does it?" The older male leaned down and kissed her forehead, gently stroking her hair. He then grabbed a handful of her lustrous locks and forced her head back so that her face was upturned. His lips found hers in a frenzied kiss, and he lightly bit her lower lip.
Hinata moaned into the kiss, wincing as her hair was tugged. His hand found its way to the breast that he'd struck, caressing it in a similar manner to what she had done for him earlier. His touch was soothing, and the burning seemed to lessen after a few seconds.
"Do you want me to take the fucking cuffs off?" he asked, his mouth traveling down to her neck. "I will if you really want me to..."
"I...mmm..." She moaned again as his teeth nipped at her throat. "Oh..." The object slapped against her other breast and she let out a pained hiss. She felt his tongue run over the affected spot almost immediately after.
Hidan suckled on her nipple, using his tongue to tease it. He reached down to give her ass a squeeze, then struck it with his open palm. He gave her pink peak a nip, then did the same to her other one.
Hinata was breathing heavily, both anxious and excited as she felt another smack, this time on her back again. She was so vulnerable, unable to resist what he was doing to her. And she was loving it. The quick rushes of pain turned her on more than she'd imagined, and couldn't help but moan in ecstasy as he struck her breast again.
"H-Harder," she murmured, unable to keep herself from keeping quiet. So this was what Hidan meant when he said that pain was pleasure. It hurt...but felt so good at the same time.
Hidan gladly obliged to her request, a smug grin on his face. His cute little assistant was a bit of a masochist herself, practically begging him to inflict even more pain. He sank his teeth into the side of neck, causing her to let out a scream as he came close to breaking skin. Her scream soon turned silent and she let out a choked sob when he let up on her delicate skin. Hidan reached down between her legs and discovered her to be wet, his finger skimming over her entrance. He gently inserted a single finger inside of her just as the struck her in the side with the leather toy.
Hinata gasped from the blow, then whimpered as the man thrust his finger in and out of her rapidly. Hidan tossed the whip aside and forcefully grabbed the back of her neck, adding another finger to her hot, tight walls. His lips crashed against hers and squeezed her neck hard enough to make her whimper into the kiss, now using his thumb to stimulate her clitoris. He used her juices to lubricate her, sliding his fingers in deeper as he concentrated on that sensitive little bud. His teeth scraped against her lower lip, then moved down to ravage her bruising throat.
"Oh!" Hinata felt herself clench around him, and her legs trembled terribly. If it weren't for the cuffs, she undoubtedly would've collapsed onto the floor. She tried to close her legs more, but her lover was having none of that.
"No you fucking don't," he growled sensually, removing his fingers and poking her with his rigid penis.
He's recovered already? Hinata thought to herself, feeling numb as Hidan lifted her up so that her legs were wrapped around his waist. Everything from there had seemed like a roller coaster ride for the young woman. As the silver-haired man relentlessly pounded into her, he kept up with his assault to her petite body. His vice-like grip left marks on her porcelain shoulders, only inches down from the bruised bite marks on her neck. He pulled her silky hair, pinched her nipples, squeezed her throat, groped her breasts, and painfully clutched at her hips.
As he pounded into her, Hidan ripped the blindfold from Hinata's face and threw it aside. "Look at me."
She did as she was told, her pretty lavender eyes gazing into his violet ones. A stinging pain burned across her back, leaving behind a welt larger than the rest. Tears welled up in her eyes and she bit her lip to keep from crying out, failing when he gave her a particularly harsh thrust. Hidan slid in and out of her for several more minutes, making sure to hit her G-spot.
"H-Hidan," Hinata gasped, arms numb above her head as he mercilessly slammed into her. Her walls clenched around his pulsating member, getting closer and closer to orgasm.
The man kept up with his frenzied pace, giving her breast a rude grope. He pinched her nipple hard enough to make her scream, which he silenced when he leaned in for a fiery kiss. Hinata shuddered, finally reaching her peak as she clenched around him one last time. Her body seemed to melt against his, her breasts squished up against his muscular chest.
After a few more forceful thrusts, Hidan came as well, spurting his seed for a second time. He held her close as he filled her up with his fluids, which mixed in with her own. When he was finished, he wrapped one arm around her waist and reached up to free her from her restraints. He carried Hinata over to the bed, whose legs were still wrapped around his waist.
"Are you okay?" the silver-haired man asked teasingly as he gently laid her down on the bed, reluctantly removing himself from her delicious walls in the process.
"Um..." Hinata was at a loss for words, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath.
Hidan got onto the bed beside her, propping himself up on his elbow as he looked down at her with amusement. "So what did you think of that? And be fucking honest."
It took her a minute to answer, and when she finally did, her face had turned pink with embarrassment. "Um...well...I..."
"You...?" Hidan pressed, that same arrogant grin on his face. He knew damn well how she'd liked it, but he wanted to hear her say it out loud.
"It was...unbelievable," Hinata finally finished. "I don't know why...but I liked it..." She sighed and closed her eyes, ashamed. "I need some professional help. This can't be normal..."
"But it's not fun to be normal," he mused, leaning down to brush his lips against hers. "Now, about that fucking dinner you promised that you'd cook for me..."
I actually agree with Hidan; it's not fun to be normal. But then again, what is considered 'normal' nowadays? Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter, but now we're going to move forward with something other than random sexual experiences that the little pervert in me wanted to write about. Please review and the next chapter will be out next week.
