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Friday, June 10, 2011

My Own Private Prison: Chapter 4

Hello dear readers! Sorry for the extreme delay in posting, but I got sick again and have been bed ridding for the past couple of days. All I could think of when I was laying there all sick and delirous was that I didn't get to post the next chapter of this story, so I made myself finish writing the chapter because I felt so bad. So here's the next and final installment of My Own Private Prison, I'm sorry for the kind of flimsy ending but I wasn't quite sure how else to end it. :P

Enjoy!

[Chapter 4]
I'll lift you up 'cause my God's just arisen..

{The Next Afternoon}

“So how’s your week been so far?” Paul asked jubilantly as he walked through the door of the cozy home.
Smiling roguish smile at Paul’s back as he shut and locked the door, Till replied “It’s been…eventful.” “So what is it that you wanted to show me so badly?” Questioned Paul cheekily as he turned to Till and raised his eyebrow. Adopting a slightly wounded façade, Till replied “Why Paul, all I wanted was to show you some artwork that I worked so hard on.” Rolling his eyes Paul retorted “But don’t you have Richard for that?” “But you know Richard doesn’t care about that kind of stuff.” Till said glumly, looking the part of a puppy that’s just been scolded.
Feeling bad for snapping at Till, knowing that Richard doesn’t spend as much time with Till as he should’ve been, he sighed softly and gave in. “Alright, show me what you’ve done.” Smiling a beguiling smile, Till stepped around Paul and motioned for him to go down into the cellar “Aren’t you going to turn the lights on?” Paul said unsurely. “The switch is at the bottom of the stairs, the light from up here is enough to make it down safely.” Till replied.
When the made it to the bottom of the stairs Paul spoke up again, but was cut off “So where’s th-.” Till grabbed ahold of him and pushed him against a nearby pillar and covered Paul’s mouth with his. Shocked at first, Paul eventually gave into the heat of the kiss, enthralled at the feel of Till’s lips moving against his in such a demanding fashion.  Deeping the kiss and thrusting his tongue into Paul’s mouth, stroking his tongue over the other man’s eliciting a moan, Till then swiftly flipped Paul around and twisted his arms around his back. “My, my such an eager boy. So lusty and willing, there’s no need to be greedy for I have much to share.” He murmured into his ear as he slapped the handcuffs onto Paul’s arms.
Not used to being the one in bondage, Paul immediately started to struggle but his squirming did nothing to release him from the iron grip Till had upon him. Till laughed ominously at Paul’s futile attempt at escape and dragged him a few paces away, roughly throwing him onto the stone floor. “There’s no need for all the thrashing about, this is just merely part of the experience.” Till said matter-of-factly. “Well not everyone enjoys your sick ways of expressing yourself.” Paul spat. Laughing another one of his low velvety, rumbling laughs Till merely walked away from Paul into the darker corner of the cellar where the dim light from upstairs didn’t reach.
A few seconds later the sound of a match striking a box was hear and the match flamed to life, picking up a candle and lighting it he then proceeded to use the same candle to light the multitude of other candles around the room. Once the room was sufficiently lit, a terrified whine was heard escaping from Paul’s throat. Grinning devilishly, Till turned to face Paul in the flickering light of the room and said “Isn’t my artwork beautiful?” Paul shook his head disgustedly “Art?! You call that art?! I knew you were a bit unstable, but this…this is depraved.” Till continued on as if he hadn’t heard a thing Paul said “Do you know what inspired this stunning piece of work?”
“Your derranged mind?” Paul uttered. “Well, yes that and-“ He paused to grab something as he stepped in front of Paul. “-this photo here.” Till finished. Paul looked up at the black and white photo of him and Richard lip locking at what looks like a private party. “H-how did you get that photo?” Stammered Paul.
“It matters not how I attained the picture or even what happened in the past.” Till paused again to toss the photo aside. “I’m willing to forget the whole thing even happened, under certain conditions that is.” Wanting to be released and absolved of his transgressions Paul asked “What can I do? I’ll do anything.” Smirking like a deviant and replying crudely “I want your complete and total acquiescence, I want you to comply to every whim I desire.” Growling in fury and admonishing himself for not predicting that Till would go that route, Paul bit out “No Till! I’m not gonna be your fucking toy to play with!”
Shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, Till meandered back to where Richard hung suspended in an odd position. Turning Richard around so his front faced Paul, Till stood behind Richard and began to lay soft kisses above his jaw line, trying to coax him into consciousness. Upon seeing the needles stuck through Richard’s nipples and the damage done to his chest, Paul spoke out again “Why the fuck did you do this to him?! No wonder he came to me all the time, your one demented fuck!”
Stopping his conquest of Richard jaw and neck, Till’s head snapped up at the vitriol that was spat at him and calmly looked Paul in the eye unblinkingly and roughly pulled out the needle from Richard’s left nipple. Richard yelped and tensed up at the shock of being woken up so painfully, taking a few seconds to come to his senses his noticed Paul, looking fiercely at Till behind him.  Till bent his head down and licked the length of Richard’s neck causing him to shudder and igniting the flames of arousal that had dulled to an ember overnight. Chuckling darkly Till commented “Look who’s decided to join us for some fun, liebchen. Though currently we’re waiting on him to decide which game he wants to play.” He finished as he nuzzled Richard’s neck, all-the-while staring directly into Paul’s eyes in contest.
“What do you mean?” Rasped Richard. “Well, my love, I asked him whether he wanted to gain my forgiveness in the form of total submission or…” Till trailed off hovering his hand over the other nipple with the needle still embedded within it. Richard quaked at the threat of the other needle being remove, silently begging Paul to make the right choice and spare him the pain, but the fates didn’t seem to want  to grant him his reprieve right now. “I said no Till!  I’m not gonna give into your sick head games, just fucking let Richard go!” He shouted. “Fine.” Till said simply. Slouching in relief that his friend had been coaxed back in to sanity, he jolted back upright at the cry that escaped from Richard again.
Raising his eyes to see Till holding Richard’s slightly inflated cock with the needle centimeters away. Noticing the menacing glint in Till’s eyes and the light sheen of sweat and the soft panting he heard from Richard, he knew he had to make a decision since Till wasn’t going to cave in anytime soon. Resigning himself to his doom, Paul finally agreed to Till’s terms granting himself witness to a most devious sneer.
Walking away from Richard and grabbing a pocketknife from off of a shelf he returned to Richard and cut him down, still leaving his arms bound behind him and placing him in a sitting position with his legs spread apart. Prowling over to where Paul sat warily, reaching down Till grasped him by his ear causing him to lean forward awkwardly to avoid falling forward. “Now it’s your turn naughty boy.” Till purred.  Till then grabbed Paul by the collar if his shirt and deposited him in front of a confused looking Richard, walking away and returning with an old wooden chair Till then placed it in front of where the two men were sitting and sat upon it. Reaching back down and pulling Paul to him by the back of his shirt like you’d pull a dog by its scruff, Till then sat Paul up on his knees.
Flipping the switchblade outward to produce the blade, Till then began to run the blade along Paul’s neck playfully, reveling in the way Paul tried to show no fear and maintain eye contact though every now and then his eye would twitch when the blade was pressed upon sensitive areas of his neck. Making a pleased sound, Till spoke mockingly “Look and how strong you are, so tough, not afraid that if it pleased me I could slice you any way I please. You’re so strong that you even have the gall to make advances towards those whom you know are taken. Yes, my little Paulchen, you’re so very, very strong.” He paused to place the tip of the blade on the hallow of Paul’s windpipe “But you’re strength is no match for my cunning.” With that Till snatched Paul by his shirt and drew the blade downward, laughing demonically when he heard Paul shout out in fear of the blade slicing him.
Reaching out and petting a now gasping Paul on the head, Till then picked up the small man and placed him over his lap in a bent position with his ass in the air. Rubbing Paul’s back in a soothing manner, Till decided to goad Paul some more. “Such a dirty little slut you are Paul, playing with other people’s toys without permission, I would've let you play if you had asked nicely.” Till ran his hand further down his back eventually roughly squeezing on both of the cheeks. “Though I can’t blame you for coveting such a delicious creature like Richard, but it seems like I must teach you a lesson your mother never did.” Once that was said Till cut the fabric of Paul’s pants partially down the seam and the ripped the remainder of the pants off completely exposing Paul’s cute little ass.
Discarding the knife for now, Till then began to rub and message the globes of Paul’s hind end causing him to loosen up and relax his muscles. Taking this as the opportunity to launch his attack, Till raised his hand high above himself and slammed it down on Paul’s pale ass; leaving a red hand mark and making Paul squeal. Till the rained a series of blows on Paul’s butt, ranging from lightening quick smacks to heavy handed blows. All while this was occurring Paul was squirming around in Till’s lap, trying to escape but inadvertently grinding his swollen cock against Till’s straining one causing a delicious friction, making Till lick his lips in anticipation.
Huffing from the embarrassment and arousal of being punished in front of Richard and liking it, Paul tried to twist out of Till’s grasp, making Till push him onto the floor in front of Richard again. Standing once more, Till walked behind Richard and released him from the rope bonds, pushing him forward on his hands and knees behind Paul and giving him a pointed look to stay put. Pulling Paul back up on his knees and pulling the chair closer, he freed his thick cock from his pants and sat back upon the chair.  Looking intensely at Paul, Till huskily growled out “Suck my fucking cock slut!” Not moving at all to do as told Paul remained still, looking like a deer in the headlights, never having sucked cock before. Raising his hand to strike Paul for disobeying, Till stayed his hand when Richard quietly spoke up “He’s never done anything like that before, he’s always been a top.”
Silently cheering Richard in his head, he thought this piece of information would deter Till from wanting doing anything with him, he figured who would want a blow job from someone inexperienced like him. Grinning sinfully, Till simply replied “There’s always time to learn, now get to sucking.” At that Till grabbed Paul by his cropped hair and forced his cock into his mouth, pushing his head all the way down his long cock.  Damn near choking on the thick appendage, Paul let Till guide his head in the way that pleased him the most, making Till moan out and curse at the feel of his hot mouth. Once he felt that Paul had a basic understanding of what was required of him, Till then directed Richard to start working on Paul. “Prepare him for me Richard.” Till groaned out as he felt Paul put suction on an especially sensitive part of his dick. Nodding at the command that was given, Richard then pulled Paul back some so his ass was in the air and spread his cheeks. He then leaned down and swept his tongue over Paul’s unused back entrance causing the man to stiffen and pull his mouth off of Till’s cock with a ‘pop’. Snarling at the loss of suction on his aching member, Till reached out and seized Paul by the neck “I don’t think I told you to stop. I do not care if for whatever excuses your about to make. I am going to fuck you no matter what you say.”
Grasping Paul by the head again, Till thrust his pulsing cock into Paul’s wet mouth and began to thrust deep wanting to punish him for not servicing his dick like he was supposed to be doing. Once Paul’s mouth was occupied again, Richard resumed laving his tongue over the tight little hole. Paul shivered in arousal at the unfamiliar feel of wetness against his back passage and the domineering way Till guided his head along his cock. Moaning out when he felt Richard’s tongue plunge into the depths of his ass, he thrust backwards unconsciously trying to receive more of that delectable feeling ; wishing his hands were free to stroke his straining cock. Chuckling at Paul’s change of heart over the situation, Till pulled his dick from Paul’s mouth and traced the head of it along his lips smearing his pre-cum over them, he then took his heavy cock and slapped it on each side of Paul’s cheeks.
Trembling at the fever pitch an arousal he’d never felt before, Paul could barely stay upright as Richard finished the last sweeps and dips of his tongue into his ass. Walking over to Richard and patting him on the head in praise, Till then grasped him by the chin and plunged in cock into Richard’s willing mouth. “Yesss!, that’s it get it nice and wet for me.” He hissed out. “Good boy, now go sit in the chair for your Meister.” Till commanded. When Richard was seated in front of a dazed looking Paul, Till took his index finger and traced it on the outside of Paul’s ass feeling him tense up at the unusual feeling. “Relax.” Till purred as he sank his finger into Paul’s tight untried passage. “Oh, you’re so tight Paul.” Crooned Till, he then began to undulate his finger within him trying to loosen his muscles.
Paul let out a throaty moan when Till curled his finger in a ‘come hither’ motion within him, making Till laugh sexily. Wanting to make sure Paul was fully prepared,  he then added another finger swirling them in a circular manner making Paul begin to move his hips.  Watching Till work on Paul’s ass made Richard’s cock ache with a vengeance since he still had yet to cum from last night’s activities. It took everything in him to not reach down and grasp his throbbing dick and stroke it, but he knew Till would be quite displeased so he settled for writhing in his seat and rocking his hips at every shudder and lusty breath Paul let out. Looking up to see Richard looking as though he were going to explode any second, he thrust his fingers particularly deep in Paul extracting a deep moan from within, watching as the sound of Paul’s pleasure sent shockwaves of arousal to Richard causing him to quiver with each sound.
Though thoroughly enjoying the two-for-one torture session he had going on, Till also found this sight before him incredibly hot and needed to spill his seed soon. Leaning forward Till spoke firmly to Paul “ I am going to fuck you, understand?” He said as he thrust forward poking Paul’s ass cheek with his cock. Paul in his over stimulated state could only nod in confirmation. “Good, I also want you suck Richard off, since he’s been such a good boy today.” Till then guided his massive cock into Paul’s snug ass, almost cumming at the extreme tightness of his previously un-touched hole. The feeling of Till buried deep within him caused a burst of sensations that left him feeling light headed. Hands shaking from the exertion of holding back their orgasm, Richard reached out and plunged his cock in to an unsuspecting Paul’s mouth; throwing his head back as pleasure took hold of his body.
Growling hotly at the sight of Richard commanding Paul’s mouth, Till began to drive his hips forward with deep hard thrusts as he dug his nails into Paul’s narrow hips pulling him downwards onto his pulsing organ. “Fuck ….yeah… So… tight.” Till growled out between biting and kissing Paul’s neck as he clawed at his hips tearing lines into the flesh with his nails. Paul gasped at the luscious feeling of the joining of two conflicting emotions allowing Richard to take the opportunity to shove his cock further down Paul’s throat causing him to gag. Richard cried out at the feeling of hitting the back of Paul’s throat, writhing wildly in the seat, trying his hardest not to shoot his load. Licking his lips hungrily at the sight before him, Till reached down and grabbed Paul by his hair and guided his head over Richard’s rigid limb making sure that he sucked all the way down the base of his cock.
The feeling of Paul’s mouth moving rapidly over him and the sight of him gag on his member was becoming too much for Richard to bare, not wanting to be denied for a second day Richard pleased “Ohhh!, Tillmein Meister, please may I cum.” He all but whined out, not knowing how much longer he could last. Being the domineering man that he was Till didn’t deign to answer his sub slut immediately, he just kept propelling his hips forward, though his pounding had become a lot less controlled and more wild. “Please! Please Meister, I implore you  let me cum.” Richard wailed out his ball beginning to throb madly, signaling his release was near.
Smirking at the frenzied look in Richard’s eyes and finally decided grant him his peak, he barked out “Cum you fucking slut!” And with that command Richard shot his molten hot see into Paul’s mouth, making him gag and some of the cum trickle out of the corners of his mouth. Grasping onto the back of Paul’s head too, Richard pumped his hips upward making sure Paul drained him of every last drop. Collapsing backwards into the seat, Richard pulled his cock from Paul’s mouth and gently stroked his still tingling cock and he watched Till exert his control over Paul’s small body.
Paul was downright delirious with bliss at this point, the feeling of Till manipulating and using his body was phenomenal, unlike anything he’d originally imagined it would be like. He let out a loud low whine when Till hit that place within him that filled him with so much ecstasy that he almost blacked out. “You like this don’t you my little slut?” Till murmured into Paul’s ear making him shudder in desire.  Till the pulled out of him completely and griped Paul’s cock causing him to thrust into his hand “I asked you a question slut, if plan on cumming tonight, and from now on you’d better figure out how to address me correctly.” Till said gutturally while teasing Paul’s rigid cock.
Swallowing thickly and panting like a wild dog , body trembling in expectation Paul sobbed out “Ahh!, please Meister, I’m begging you let me cum tonight.” Making a sound of disappointment Till rubbed his cock against Paul’s ass teasingly and cupped his cock and balls and said“I don’t know Paulchen, you don’t sound do sound too convincing. Perhaps I shall give you some time to think about if you really want this.” At this point Paul’s body was shaking in need, he needed to cum badly, his body never being awakened to such a pitch, he all but bawled out and tried to thrust his hips backwards “Ple-eaase Meister! Anything! I’ll do anything you say! Just let me cum, I can’t hold it back any longer!”
Lining his cock up with Paul’s aching hole he thrust in hard without warning and began to ride Paul ruthlessly, capturing him by his neck and slamming him downward on to his swollen cock while he fondled Paul’s balls. “Ohhhh! Fuck yes! Harder!” Paul cried. Covering Paul’s body with his massive one, he bit down hard enough to bruise Paul's shoulder, Till snarled out “Who the fuck are you speaking to?”
“S-shit!” Paul grunted out at the assault. “I said. Who fuck am I?! You fucking filthy little slut.” Sneered Till as he smacked Paul on the ass hard, almost making him spill his seed. “Unngh! Meister! Your my Meister and my body belongs to you!” Paul screamed out. Grinning triumphantly, Till began to work Paul’s sore cock as he pounded his little ass. “Cum! Cum now you sniveling little shit!” Till howled out as Paul groaned out his orgasm in bliss, jizzing all over his chest and the floor.
Hooking his arms underneath Paul’s underarms with his hands resting on his shoulders, Till pulled Paul down onto his cock in jagged uneven thrust, grunting and growling as he felt his balls tingle as his peak drew nearer. Pulling his cock out right before it burst, Till flipped Paul over with unfathomable speed and shot his hot cum all over Paul’s face and chest also making him lick off the excess. Slapping Paul’s face one more time with is dick to remind him of his place, Till then placed his cock back into his pants.
Looking pointedly at his two newly domesticated pets as they both lay in a delirious post-sex haze, Till let the two kept men know their standing in his life now and began to talk, mainly directing the comment to Paul. “You two now belong to me. You won’t do anything without my express permission. More detail will be draw out later, when you both are in a more ‘sound’ state of mind.” Feeling he didn’t need to grace the two sluts with his attention for a second longer, he left the two men in their fevered trances and left the cellar.
Deep within the confines of his sex hazed mind, rational Paul realized that he had crossed into a territory the he was unfamiliar with and Till was a wild beast using the terrain to his advantage. Shuddering unconsciously at the thoughts of what the unpredictable being that Till is, was capable of acting out, Paul tried to relax his mind and prepare himself for what could occur later in the day.
Author's Comment: *Explodes* That was some yummy slash action, huh? Well I hope you guys liked the story, especially you DM! Expect the next chapter of Insignificant Other between today and Sunday (depending on your location).  Have a good weekend everyone! And good night/morning/afternoon! Bye for now! *crawls back into bed*

3 comments:

  1. "I said. Who fuck am I?! You fucking filthy little slut."

    *gulp*

    Oh god, I <3 Der Meister. And your writing! I've been bad, can he spank me too?

    (One can always wish!)

    But seriously: Thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for writing this! You took my little seed of an idea and nurtured it until it became a huge smutfest beyond my wildest dreams. Richard begging to cum? That's a direct deposit straight into the spank bank.

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  2. *wow* that started like some scary psychopate horror movie. I'm happy to see things develop in a more pleasant way, although, pleasant to whom? *smirk*. Anyway, thanks a lot for more smutty graphic action *applauds*

    And now *tapping with fingers*, we can has more Insignificant other, ja? Bitte?

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  3. Ahhhhhhhh So Hot! So Filthy! So Perfect!
    More!

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