request: How about… 5, 21, and 28 for Kai? 😉 Does the scenario really have to be specified in this, lovely? 😂 xxx
warnings: smut, BDSM related themes, bondage, pet play and aggression
word count: 1,131
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“This is wrong, Kai. I don’t agree with your plan. I don’t agree at all.”
The words of skepticism uttered by yourself earlier that night surrounded your mind. Your choice of words hadn’t been the wisest, and you were well aware of that.
Questioning the decisions and power exercised by Kai was not a secure task, nor a bit recommendable. Much less in front of the whole flock of blind believers in that macabre, bloody cult. Kai had ordered you to withdraw from the room, and the anger inhabiting his brown eyes could be seen from miles away.
You were in distress, and you knew that.
A couple of hours later, you found yourself in Kai’s bedroom, waiting for him to come find you, as he had demanded earlier. You were sat on the mattress of his bed.
Footsteps echoed in your mind. Kai was climbing the staircase, such heavy and loud sounds. He was mad. He was really mad. The door was thrown up with violence, causing your trembling figure to yelp.
Kai looked like a Greek god. His blue locks were perfectly up in a bun. The anger was practically pouring from his deep brown eyes. You shouldn’t be thinking about that, but the sight of his hatred was sending vibrations straightly to your core.
“Have you forgotten, (yn)?” Kai howled as he launched towards you. Before you could even process what was happening, he grasped your neck with both hands, forcing you up to your feet. “Doubters get no cookies!”
Kai increased pressure to his grip on your throat, causing you to choke. Your mouth dropped itself open, in a desperate attempt to gasp oxygen. He forced you back till you were pressed against the white wall, his face only mere inches from yours.
“Kai!” You made a failed attempt at shouting, but all that came out was a hoarse whisper. You dug your fingernails deep into the skin of his hand, but he squeezed your throat harder.
“Oh, you want to fight me? That’s cute.”Kai finally lets go of you and you fell to the floor, your mouth open, desperate to catch the air. Your hands find your sore neck and you unconsciously slide your fingers through the newest bruises. “Oh, you are in big trouble…”
“Kai, please…Don’t hurt me. I am sorry…” You whispered as he grabbed a fistful of your (yhc) hair, forcing you up again.
“Get on your knees. Now.” Well, he made you do it anyway. “You’d better start apologizing to your master, little one.”
You knew exactly what he wanted.
Parting your lips, you took all of his length inside your mouth. As you went to wrap your hand around his penis, Kai growled and yanked your wrist back.
“Hands behind your back, pet.”
Before you could protest, Kai forced you further by your hair. You gagged on his cock, but of course, he did not let go. He groaned and dropped his head back, ignoring the tears that were forming in your eyes. But you were focused on making him feel good. You twirled your tongue around his salty skin as you bobbed your head.
His climax was strong, followed by an animalistic howl from the depths of his throat. You obediently swallowed his thick, hot semen. Your inner goddess was in absolute bliss, for she’d just witnessed a man as Kain Anderson coming undone in your mouth.
You were still submissively on your knees, eyes to his feet. You watched closely as he pulled his jeans back up and buckled his belt. Of course, he wasn’t going to return the favor. You had misbehaved, and you knew that.
“Go lie on the bed, pet.”
“Yes, master.”
You were about to stand up when Kai kicked you back to the floor, growling down at you. You helplessly whimpered, keeping your gaze away, as he’d always ordered you to do.
“Puppies don’t walk, they crawl.” He tilted his head to the side as if it was obvious. “Do you understand?”
You nodded your head slowly, earning a sharp slap across the face, the acute sound echoing through the deafening silence of the bedroom. You gasped and held your cheek in the same spot where he’d smacked.
“Use your words, pet.” Kai snarled down at you.
“Yes, master.”
“Good. Now as I had said, go lie on the bed.”
You quickly got on your hands and knees and crawled to the bed, climbing on the mattress once you were close enough. Kai opened one of the drawers in the wardrobe, never drifting his eyes away from yours.
You let your eyes travel over his form as he was walking towards the bed again. You gulped at the objects he was holding: rope, nipple clamps, a vibrator, a blindfold and a ball gag. You knew pretty well what was coming.
Without saying a word, Kai grabbed your ankle with his free hand and pulled your body down, so you were lying flat on the bed. He placed the toys on the mattress and then grabbed your hips, flipping you over into your stomach.
First, he pulled your wrists together behind your back with one hand whilst reaching for the rope with the free one. He tied your wrists together straitly, which would, for sure, leave bruises later.
Kai repeated the process with your ankles, then, using another piece of rope, he attached your bound feet to your hands; leaving you in a hogtie position. He rolled you onto your side to put the clamps on your already hardened nipples. You shut your eyes, slightly hissing at the sensation.
He finished your humiliation by gagging and blindfolding you. He chuckled deeply at your helpless sight, causing shivers to run down your spine and form countless goosebumps on your skin.
As the cherry on top of the cake, Kai attached the vibrator to the rope restricting your thighs, pressing the cool material against the sensitive skin of your clit and turned the electronic toy on high. You instantly moaned behind the gag, the lurid sound being muffled by the strange object in your mouth. You almost immediately reached your orgasm.
“Such a helpless little creature…” Kai’s deep voice pierced your ears, you could almost feel his gaze burning you, the thought making the hairs on the back of your neck raise. “All at my mercy.” He chuckled as he slid his hand up and down your thighs. “Master has important business to attend to, pet. I’ll leave you here by yourself, so you have some time to think about how naughty you were earlier. And after I come back, I’ll finish teaching you a lesson…”
My Type is Homicidal 