Whilst Atsushi waited loyally outside of the operating room for news on the Tanizakis' conditions, Dazai locked himself in his secret hiding room, downloaded the contents of the phone onto a computer, and began looking through them. He recognized it instantly as a copy of his first digital scrapbook, featuring everything about his and Akutagawa's relationship since the very beginning. It had been so long since he had seen it that he couldn't help but watch the first video; he remembered that night well. It was back when he was still a part of the Port Mafia, and one of the youngest members to ever become an executive. He thought he was the shit back then, and he was, according to his boss at least. His confidence was deadly at the time, especially in teaching his first subordinate to handle torture. He had been abusing the boy for hours, sometimes days at a time over the past few months, and yet, he showed little to no progress. What happened that night began it all, so it was only appropriate that his digital scrapbooking hobby began with it as well.
"You do want to get stronger, don't you, Akutagawa?" Dazai smirked, looking down at the weak boy on the floor. He had beaten the boy pretty badly this time, but some level of pride swelled within him to see the boy taking so well and asking for more. Another part of him wanted to break the boy and train him to be the perfect submissive, unable to live without him. Dazai kicked the boy in his stomach, letting out a dark chuckle as the boy gasped at the pain; he didn't know how he lasted this long without fucking Akutagawa senseless when these were his reactions. Such a pretty teenager with those frosted tips and those big, gray eyes. The clothes would have to go though.
"Yes," Akutagawa answered after a coughing fit, "Please, make me stronger, Dazai." Dazai crouched down to the weakling's level, keeping his evil smirk. He leaned in close, gently placing his hand on the ravenette's head. Poor boy, he must have been expecting a praise. He leaned right into Dazai's touch, silently pleading for affection, only to have his hair pulled back tight. Akutagawa released a high-pitched moan, much to Dazai's curiosity. The older man tilted his head to the side, looking deeply into the other's eyes and through them at the same time. Akutagawa felt naked and Dazai was sure they were both enjoying this.
"Akutagawa, are you a masochist?" He looked away from Dazai, blushing like the virgin he so obviously was. Dazai glanced down. He had been beating the boy for the better part of four hours, and based on the way his legs were pressed together and sticky, there was no doubt. He tightened his grip on Akutagawa's hair and pulled his head back, forcing him to make eye contact once again,
"Answer me," he ordered, watching the boy's blush darkened in the moonlight. He closed his eyes,
"I refuse." He spat at Dazai before placing his hands on Dazai's chest and trying to push him away. Big mistake. Dazai let go of the boy's hair, only to shove him onto the dirty floor, climbing on top of him and wrapping his fingers around the boys neck. He squeezed until the boy was wide-eyed staring at him, gasping for air and clawing at Dazai's hand. Dazai's knee rested between Akutagawa's legs; he could feel the boy's hardened cock, and he could definitely feel the boy grinding against his knee. Dazai loosened his grip right as the boy was on the edge of losing consciousness.
"Don't make me ask twice." Dazai commanded in a more authoritative tone, sliding his hand up to caress the boy's jaw, running his thumb across his slightly chapped bottom lip. The younger of the two was panting, gasping for air. Dazai took a moment to appreciate how his job with a whip earlier had torn big, gaping holes in the boy's clothes revealing pretty red marks on otherwise perfectly pale skin. Dazai sat up, moving his hand to the boy's chest, staring down at him. Akutagawa nodded rapidly once he caught his breath,
"I-I'm a masochist," he answered, finally.
"And?" Dazai popped open Akutagawa's first three buttons in one movement, tearing away his scarf as well.
"I'm gay," Akutagawa blushed, coming out of the closet for the first time.
"And?" He tucked a lock of the ravenette's hair behind his ear. A cloud covered the moon, darkening the entire warehouse.
"I-I want you to f-fuck m-me," Dazai regained his smirk, but this one was more cocky than evil; as if he knew something that gave him the advantage,
"Is that everything you want to confess to me?" He ripped off all of Akutagawa's clothes, trailing his hands down his subordinate's pale skin. The latter chewed on his lip for a moment, trying Dazai's patience before whispering,
"I've been in love with you since I met you." Dazai slapped Akutagawa, hard. This incident had thrown him into quite the fit; he laughed loudly for several minutes, taking his sweet time to regain composure. When he finally stopped, he looked at Akutagawa like a predator, ready to devour him whole. He licked his lips,
"My subordinate's a submissive," he chuckled, "Pretty soon, my dear sub isn't going to be able to live without me fucking him every single night. Or should I make it every hour? What do you think, Akutagawa-kun~? If you're a good slut, I'll let you choose." Akutagawa bit his bottom lip once again. He knew he wanted this. He knew Dazai was going to get his way no matter what. And he knew he had to be a good slut for his dominant. He blushed deeply, bringing his legs up to his chest and spreading them as wide as he could so that his knees were next to his shoulders. Dazai hummed with approval,
"Good boy~ but I don't want to break my new toy just yet," he started, getting up off of Akutagawa entirely and sitting back onto a nearby box, "put on a show for me." Akutagawa got on his hands and knees, crawling slowly towards the older man. He sat up, unbuttoning and unzipping Dazai's jeans, carefully pushing his boxers down and pulling his dick out of his pants. Akutagawa gently licked the head of Dazai's dick, trying it out first. He licked slowly from base to tip before taking it into his mouth and sucking on as much as he could. Dazai watched with amusement as he put his hand on the back of Akutagawa's head and forced the boy to take it in deeper. The boy moaned around Dazai's length, trying his best to cover it in saliva; he didn't carry lube with him. Both of his hands moved from Dazai's hips to his cock, playing with whatever couldn't fit in his mouth as he bobbed his head up and down and up and down with Dazai's help.
"There's something I've been meaning to ask you, A-ku-ta-ga-wa-kun~ I took this remote from you earlier, but I can't seem to figure out what it does~ Also, I noticed that you aren't bothering to prepare yourself~" Dazai waved a little red remote in front of the boy's eyes, causing the boy to choke on Dazai's thick cock and Dazai to moan quietly.
"Oh, it looks like you can't tell me at the moment," he forced the boy to take in more, his lips were almost to the base of Dazai's long cock whenever he went down, "I guess I'll just have to see for myself." Dazai pressed the power button, turning on whatever the remote controlled. Akutagawa began moaning loudly around Dazai's thick cock. Dazai turned the dial on the remote to 7 out of 10, and Akutagawa completely forgot he was giving his superior a blowjob, along with everything else; his mind was blank as he rocked his hips against a device that was buzzing loudly inside of the boy.
"You're such a naughty boy~" Dazai teased, gripping his hair tightly to hold the boy's very vocal head in place, "Who do you think about when you use this?" He asked, thrusting into the boy's mouth roughly. He would normally be disgusted by the kid's expression, but he was taking his cock so well, and even with his mouth covered in his own slobber, he still looked so hot. Dazai pulled the Akutagawa off of his dick when he got close and turned the vibrator down to 3.
"What kind of vibrator are you using, anyways?" Dazai asked, pulling the ravenette onto his lap with the two of them chest to chest, Akutagawa's head on Dazai's shoulder. He roughly pulled the vibrator almost all the way out to get a good look before shoving it back in, much to Akutagawa's pleasure. He moaned, lifting his ass up into the air to make that action easier for Dazai to repeat over and over and over again. Dazai laughed at his reactions, and the pretty red gem on his black vibrating buttplug. Akutagawa began to rock back against the toy, whimpering and moaning and panting in Dazai's ear.
Aku reached in between the two of them and began stroking his own length; he couldn't help it, he was so close to releasing. He arched his back involuntarily, gripping onto Dazai's shoulder tightly. He was so so close, until Dazai noticed only one hand was on his shoulder. The brunette growled, pushing Akutagawa backwards so that his head hit the ground while holding onto his thighs so that his lower half stayed up against his own. Dazai stepped on both of Akutagawa's wrists whilst the boy was in the instinctive process of moving them towards his hurt heard. He knew the ravenette's arms were hurting like hell from the excessive force holding them down, and Dazai's sneakers, but he didn't care. This was the beginning of his new pet's first punishment. Dazai pulled his phone out of his pocket and snapped a couple dozen photos, despite Akutagawa's many whimpering protests. Dazai chuckled, turning the vibrator off.
"I have to take pictures, A-ku-ta-ga-wa-kun~ how else am I going to remember my pet's first time and his first punishment~?" He teased as the boy struggled against Dazai, only to be pushed down harder. Tears pricked at his eyes as Dazai started to take a video, pushing the toy slowly in and out of him. He bit bottom lip until it bled trying to stay quiet, but it was hard when he was this close. The blush he wore was more one of humilation than pleasure this time, and he could tell the phone camera saw it all from the toy Dazai was now gently fucking him with to how his hands were pinned on either side of his head; he wouldn't be taking this if he could use his ability; but maybe that's why he wanted Dazai to be his first- no one else in the world would be able to dominate him like this. Akutagawa felt the shame and humiliation from this whole situation rise in his chest as his climax began with a loud moan that was slightly higher than he would have liked. The rest of his orgasm was lost in bright white light that consumed his vision and pure pleasure. Akutagawa appeared to have passed out the instant his orgasm ended, much to Dazai's displeasure. They would have to continue this another time.
Dazai sighed, releasing the boy's arms and setting him down gently on the floor, admiring the boy's boy with a cold detachment. It was almost like he was staring at a Renaissance painting. The boy's hair was spread out around his head like a dark halo; the irony was almost too much. His eyes were wide open in shock and his body was still painted a dark red as the blood took it's time to correct its distribution. His chest was still rising and falling at a fast rate, and the cum splattered across his thin frame contrasted so perfectly. Such a pretty boy. Akutagawa blinked, still not moving; maybe they could continue now.
"Oh~? You're still awake? I thought you fainted. Listen up, your pet name is Slut. When I call you by it, you're no longer my subordinate, but my submissive, ready to do anything I say. When I say your legal name, our session is over. Do you understand, Slut?" he responded hoarsely,
"Y-Yes, sir."
"Good," he said, ending the video to take a dozen or so more photos as Akutagawa squirmed and whined under Dazai, who responded by switching back to video then turning the vibrator back on to 5. This was too much for Akutagawa in his overly sensitive state. He screamed through the excessive stimulation, unable to hold still. He tried desperate to get away from the overwhelming pleasure, but at the same time his body wanted more. His legs were already in the air, but that didn't keep his hips from bucking up in time with the vibration,
"Slut, look into the camera," Dazai commanded, zooming in on Akutagawa's face; he looked at the phone, trying to be obedient, "Good boy," Dazai praised, turning the toy off just before Aku could cum again. He let the boy go, watching his legs fall to the floor. The ravenette removed the toy gently before crawling into Dazai's lap and sliding his dick inside. He set a moderate pace without being told. Dazai switched the camera to selfie mode, recording the early moments of their first time together; making sure to get video of how Akutagawa rode him like a pro. That's where the videos ended for that night.
Dazai was not ashamed to admit that he jacked off both the memories and videos of what happened, and the photos remaining were just a bonus. He thumbed the head of his erection, rubbing precum from the slit as he did. He had been watching and jerking it for so long that it only took a few strokes after the video ended for him to cum in his hand, but there were still plenty of photos for him to look through. This was going to be fun.