Kane Denzin/Chance Crawford
Who: Kane Denzin/ Chance Crawford When: A few days after Kane/Lukas Where: Mirrored Play cabin What: Whipping, sex, lots of mirrors Rating: NC-17- for the above mentioned matters.
Striding back and forth through his suite, Kane scowled a little. Who's idea was it to send him here again? Oh yeah his FATHERS. A look of disgust settled on the beautiful face and he glanced over at his bed, he strode over purposely and picked up his PDA, scanning through the slaves available, he scanned through once and then again a second time. He might as well try someone else now, his eyes settled on a good looking boy and he looked at the name. Chance. He sent through a request, also booking the mirror room again, deciding that he quite liked seeing himself do dirty things to the slaves. He requested that the boy be dressed in tight black clothes, wearing a collar, to be showered, unprepped and blindfolded on entrance. Once he sent the request through, he glanced at himself in the mirror and smoothed down his raven hair, heading for the room he had just booked, knowing it would have everything he needed.
Chance is in his cabin resting on his bunk, after having just finished his work for the day. He looks up as the guards enter his room and tell him he has a booking. He is lead to the showers and washed up and quickly dressed in the leather pants with a tight form fitting black shirt. Chance frowns as a blindfold is placed over his eyes, but does not complain. He is lead to the room and showed inside with the help of the guards. Upon entrance he kneels and with his head lowered whispers. " Master slave for the evening."
Kane looked up as the slave was brought into the room, he smirked and stood from where he sat on the edge of the four poster bed dominating the center of the room. Keeping silent he waved the guards away, watching as they closed the door behind them. He walked around the boy, admiring him as he circled him a few times, making the boy wait a while before he leaned down and gently ran his fingertips through the boys hair, tangling his fingers about it and gently pulling him up into a standing position by his hair. Even though the movement was harsh it was less harsh than what he could have done. Once again he circled him and smirked. He stepped up behind him and gently scraped his nails over the boys leather clad ass. "Mmm round." he purred, his German accent thick but cultured. On an impulse he curled his long slender arms around the boys waist from behind resting his head on his shoulder in a moment of affection for something so pretty. "Chance... such a pretty name for a pretty boy." He whispered his long hair brushing against the boys cheek. His own leather pants made a rough sound against the boys and he sighed softly as he rubbed his still unaroused crotch into Chance's ass.
Chance found himself remaining still as he felt the cool floor under him where he kneeled. He didn't know how long he waited before he felt the soft touch in his hair, that turned harsh. Jumping he moved with the hand so as not to cause to much pain to himself. He remained still trying to pinpoint the Master's location. Shivering as the nails scraped him, Chance found himself latching on to the Master's accented voice as a pinpoint location. When the Master spoke, Chance just nodded his head unsure if he was to speak or not. He let out a happy sigh as the Master rubbed into him. Perhaps this was one of those nice Master that would prepare him and take him nice and easy.
Humming a little in mock pleasure, Kane slipped the tips of his fingers under the shirt, watching himself in the mirror much thinking of it like taking advantage of someone. He pressed his lips gently against the boys throat, muttering soft words in German, slipping his tongue out and rubbing his tongue piercing against the warm skin. "Would you like to see me?" He whispered placing little kisses to the skin inhaling the boys clean smell, knowing he wouldn't smell clean when he was finished, that was what was so thrilling about making sure they were perfectly clean before hand. He sunk his teeth into Chance's earlobe then sucked. "Hmm would you? Answer me." He hissed softly as he used his nails to scratch at the bare skin beneath the snug shirt, dipping the tip of his finger into the boys navel, and catching a bit of skin, tugging.
Chance lets out a small moan as the Master touched his bare skin. He shivered as his ear lob was nibbled he moaned even louder leaning in to the others mouth. "Yes Master please," he hissed out as the pain washed over him. "Please let me see you Master," he hissed.
Ever the tease, Kane moved away, no longer touching the boy he stood behind him and gently ran his fingers over the blindfold, caressing the curves of the boys cheeks before he moved the boy forward, lifting his hands and pressing them against the cold panel of glass. He gently rested his chin back on the books shoulder and hooked his fingers into the material of the blindfold, sliding it downwards. Meeting the boys eyes in the mirror he smiled sweetly and he was surprised to find himself enjoying the color of his eyes. He tilted his head and kissed the side of his neck, holding the young man's gaze as he sucked and nipped at the skin. "How is your master?"
Chance let out a groan as the Master walked away from him leaving him standing there wondering where he was. He moved with the hands trying not to stumble as he was pressed against the cool surface. Keeping his hands where they were placed he blinked as the light hit his eyes as the blindfold was removed. Blinking he looked to the mirror surface and saw the Master behind him and gasped. The man was lovely and he couldn't believe how feminine the male looked. " Master is very lovely," he whispered never taking his eyes off the other man.
Of course he was used to compliments, he liked them and got them frequently even if he was rather unusual to most people; he knew he was beautiful and had no problem accepting it. Immensely pleased, the dark haired boy pressed his pink lips lightly to the skin of the other, running his finely manicured fingers up the slim, firm arms. He loved how most males looked nothing like him, liked the differences between each man's body. "You'll do well Chance... I'm going to undress you now, stay still and watch me." He purred flicking his tongue out to roll over an earlobe. He left then, walking over to the small table in the corner of the room and picking up a silver pair of scissors. Sure with the last slave he'd made him undress for him, but this time he felt like trying something a little different. He walked back up behind the boy and pulled the front of the shirt tight, sliding the open scissors between flesh and the shirt, carefully snipping through the material, his nails lightly dragging over smooth skin as it was revealed. "Very nice..."
Chance nodded to the Master as he watched him leave to get the scissors. He hated to see such fine clothes ruined, but it was the Master's wish to cut them off, so who was he to say anything. He kept his eyes on him as ordered and shivered as the cool steel caressed his skin as his shirt was cut away. He let out another moan as the nails scraped his flesh. "Thank you Master," he whispered.
Smiling a little, Kane ground his hips playfully into the boys ass before finishing cutting through the shirt. He brought the scissors up and held them between his pink plump lips as he pulled the ruined shirt off the boys shoulders. It WAS a shame to ruin these tight clothes but he could easily afford more. He smoothed his hands over the tight skin of the slaves torso before his hand smoothed downwards and gently caressed the front of his pants gently rubbing against the groin before squeezing. He pulled his hand away and pushed the man further up against the mirror and pulled the button free, tugging the zipper down. He fisted the leather and jerked it down the slaves hips, baring him and watching his face in the mirror before dropping his eyes and smirking a little.
Chance found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the Master as he tore his shirt of his chest. He found himself gasping in pleasure and arching into the touch on his groin even if it was just a light touch. Chance found himself blushing as the master pulled down his pants and exposed him every angle in the mirrored room. He never stopped watching the other man and wondered what would happen next. So far the Master seemed nice and these were the types of session that Chance craved. It made him want to do even better to please whom ever he was with. He wiggled his bum a bit, hoping to give the Master a small show while he was looking him over.
"Mmm look at that bottom." The young boy arched a brow as Chance wriggled his ass at him, and he lifted a hand and smacked him firmly with a slender hand the sound echoing in the room and making his gaze just a little hazy. He felt the warmth of the blow beneath his hand and squeezed the flesh. He helped the boy step out of the pants and then turned Chance to face him. "Always watch me." He said huskily as he peeled his black tee up over his head, baring his pale slender body. He wasn't tanned like the other masters he'd seen, in fact he didn't like too much sun, liked his soft alabaster skin. He dropped the shirt to the floor and reached for his 'belt,' pulling the twisted whip from the belt loops and winding it up, hanging it over the the bedpost--that would come in handy later.
Chance gasped as the hand landed on his ass and the warmth flooded through his backside. He nodded his head as his eyes never left the Master as he undressed. He licked his lips as the pale skin was reveled and had to clench his fists to keep them from reaching out and touching the other man. "Master is even more lovely with out clothes," he whispers.
Kane smiled a little and just met his eyes, flicking the button free on his leather pants and drawing the zip downwards. He licked his lips, running his piercing over his lower lip before pausing and smirking. He stepped forwards and pointed to the floor in front of him. "On your knees." He purred and tapped a long fingernail to his bottom lip, his eyes carrying a rather impish little twinkle. He had big plans for this man; very BIG plans.
Chance fell to his knees quickly, never taking his eyes off his Master. "May the boy finish undressing you," he whispers softly.
He replied simply with a nod, his eyes watching the boy, he loved seeing men on their knees in front of him, it gave him and overwhelming sense of power. He knew he already had a lot of power over the slaves but it was still nice to see them like this. "My boots. Lick them." He drawled and smirked, humiliation, besides there was nothing better than seeing a slave on his knees laving at his leather boots.
"Yes Master," Chance replied before he quickly bent down and began to lavish the boots with his tounge. He didn't mind doing this since the boots where clean, and this is whta he loved. Showing the Master's attention anyway he can. He makes sure that his tounge gets in to the groves of the boot cleaning any dirt he might have found. He kept licking not stopping until the Master says so.
Kane wouldn't deny that watching the boy lick his boots so eagerly sent a throb to his groin, making him harden even more so than he already was. It didn't take much to turn the man on, but he enjoyed being turned on; and loved making it so that it hurt. "Enough." He said after a while, reaching down and rubbing his hard bulge through the leather. "Unbuckle them.' He instructed, his nails scraping over the thick material.
Chance pulled back quickly at the command as he looked up at the Master for the next order. Nodding his head he reached up and quickly unbuckled the boots and pulling them off. Seeing the exposed feet he leaned down and gave the man's feet a kiss before pulling back and waiting for the next order.
"You may now finish undressing me." He said drifting his nails up his own chest, tugging a little at his nipple piercing. He looked down on the boy and slipped another though his hair almost lovingly before grabbing a small fistful and tugging his head backwards. "Then you will put that mouth to good use." He smirked and let his hair go, reaching around to cup the young mans check, slipping a long finger into his mouth and groaning at the wet heat.
When the finger was pushed into his mouth, Chance quickly sucked the finger letting his tounge swirl around it, giving Kane a hint of what would come if he was allowed to suck his cock. While sucking the finger, his hands went forward and loving removed the Master's pants letting his fingers skim across pale flesh likeing what he saw.
Stepping out of his pants, Kane smirked and slipped his finger in and out a couple time, pulling it free and leaning down, crushing his lips to the slaves, prying him lips open with his tongue. he was definitely a kissing type, but there WAS a thing called over-doing it. Tugging his hair back he kissed him heavily before pulling his lips away again, standing straight to look down at him. He tugged him close with by his hair; "Put your mouth on me, suck me." He said breathlessly, a lick to his lips.
Chance kissed the Master back and let out a whimper of disappointment as the Master pulled away. When he was told to suck him, Chance's eyes lite up and nodding he quickly leaned forward and took Kane's cock deep in his mouth, moaning at the muskey taste. This is what he enjoyed. Moments to show off his talent and please the Master. He put all his training to use, making sure it was enjoyable to Kane as it was to him.
His teeth sunk into his lower lip and he closed his eyes momentarily before pushing his hips in to meet him a couple time. Fuck. He thumbed the side of the boys face before returning his fist to the slaves hair. He made the boy meet his eyes, he was a little fascinated by the light color. He let the man do it a little while longer before pushing him off; he had other things he wanted to do to this little minx. A smirk replaced the look of pleasure. "On the bed."
Looking at the Master he nodded his head and quickly climbed on to the bed. He wondered what postion the Master would want him in, and frowning a moment he chose to lay on his back. After all Master had booked a room of mirrors and seemed to enjoy his slave looking at him. Lying on his back, he sighed as the mattress curled around him and his eyes once more focused on to that of the Master as he waited for the next order.
He followed after him, grasping an ankle and slipping a chain cuff to it, smoothing his fingertips up to his toes. He flicked one gently before moving over to the next foot and cuffing that up as well. Kane ran his hand up the boys leg and moved his way up over his hip to his chest. He tweaked a nipple before grabbing his wrist and cuffing him in, leaning down to suck a finger into his mouth before he moved over to cuff the other wrist.
Happy that he had chosen correctly he watched as Kane cuffed him to the bed and he let out a moan of pleasure as he was touched and his fingers sucked. His cock jumped between his legs and when the Master reached across to cuff his other wirst, Chance became a bit bold and leaned up to lick Kane's chest before resting his head back once more.
The smirk faded on his face, and Kane reached out and he quickly slapped his cheek, "Nein, not unless I say." he said meeting his eyes. He licked his lips and walked to the foot of the bed; lets see how this one took it. He reached his fingers out and pulled the looped whip from the pole, stepping up onto the bed. Winding the end of the whip around his forearm and wrist grasping it firmly in a half fist. "Ready?" He asked as he stepped in between the boys legs, looking down at him.
Chance gasped as he was struck and quickly gave his apologies. He watched Kane step away from him and him picking up the whip. He had never been fond of them, but could take a whipping witht he best of him. Sucking in a deep breath to calm himself he nodded. " Yes Master."
He lifted his arm up and brought it down, and the leather snaked through the air. Kane knew exactly to make a whipping a pleasure or he could decide to make it painful. He smiled as the tip of the whip connected down on the boys left hip, flicking through the air before it quickly hit just off to the side of his nipple. He didn't flick hard, the tip of the barely touch the skin in every place. Then with a practiced hand he flipped the whip and the long leather strap hissed through the air, ending with a satisfying crack on the boys lower stomach, each place picked and hit with precision.
Chance was ready for the strikes to hurt, since that all he knew so he was surprised when the falls just lightly licked his skin. His eyes widden in surprise and pleasure as he lets lose a moan each time the whip feel across his skin. He felt his cock grow harder between his legs, as he pushed up into each strike wanting more. He was watching Kane, panting and waiting for more.
Kane watched on in awe, he loved seeing the reactions, and slowly he made the lashes a little harder, building them up, still not making them painful but letting the slave know that it would get there. He watched as the whip left light red marks over the smooth skin. He licked his lips and let the whip connect with the boys nipple, making sure to do it hard enough to be on the verge of pain and pleasure. There was a fine line between the two and it could easily be both if it was done right. He place more like those over the boys thigh before the whip licked at the boys inner arm, going for the most sensitive places with the slightly biting whip.
Chance can feel the bite of the whip getting stronger, but it was still light enough for it to be pleasurable. When it conntected with his nipple he let out a cry as the pain and pleasure rushed over him. With each hit like that he found himself begging the Master for more as his cock leaked on to his stomach. " Please Master more," he cried out when one hit him right on the inside of his tigh close to his cock and balls.
With a snap of his wrist, Kane brought down the whip harder, watching in a lustful satisfaction as the whip brought up a small welt right across the boys thigh, before he added another two right on top of the first. He shifted on his feet and undid one curl from around his wrist, making the whip longer. He moved his hand quickly and the strap hissed through the air before leaving a long pink line over his chest, the tip hitting the nipple. Sweat glinted on his forehead from concentration before he added another two lines.
Chance knew that by asking for more he would get it, but he still wasn't prepared for the bite of the whip as it landed harder. When is cut in to his chest and nipple, Chance found himself bucking in the chains as he lets out a pained cr. he falls back to the bed panting and trying to prepare himself for the next bite.
He really didn't regret coming here now, this was proving to be the best time he'd had in a long time; he could do whatever he wanted, within reason of course, but he loved the cries... the cries were the best thing from whipping and the color the skin turned. He licked his lips and danced a few nicer strokes, pleasurable ones then he'd throw in a hard, biting one. He did another hard one then softened off the nicer ones, and soon he was doing them hard each time. After 8 hard strokes he stopped and leaned down running his tongue over a particularly red one. "Mmm he side and moved over him more, keeping his balance suck a nipple into his mouth, biting at it before standing up properly , watching him.
Chance let the pain and pleasure roll through him with each strike. His skin was over sensitive and each strike or touched cause him to buck and moan even more. "Master please," he cried out at the bite on his nipple. " Please take me. Your boy wants to be fucked please?!"
"Soon enough... if you behave." He smirked and climbed off the bed, heading back to the little table. He dropped the whip down on it and picked up the metal cock ring; he'd grown to like these, knowing that the slaves couldn't cum like they wanted to. Walking back he stroked a long slender finger down the boys aching cock, flicking the tip before he put on the cock ring, thumbing the skin of his balls. An evil smirk replaced his earlier satisfied one and he walked up to the head on the bed, leaning down and licking over a bright red welt before biting it that very spot.
Chance lets out a whimper as his cock was trapped in a cock ring. He knew the Master would have done thatsooner or later but he still didn't want it. He moaned as Kane licked across the welt and arched up as he was bit. He cried out his body shivering and his cock straining in the ring to come. He feel back to the bed and laid there panting as he looked at the Master pleeding with his eyes.
Pleading wasn't going to get him anywhere, in fact it just encouraged him, he wanted more of those looks, in fact... he wanted a bit of screaming too. He crawled down the bed and un cuffed the slaves ankles. "You want it?" He asked even though he knew it wouldn't be happening yet. He slipped his hands up the boys legs as he perched between then. He grinned and then dragged his nails back down the legs, feeling the flesh tighten under the abuse.
Chance shivered and nodded his head and cried out," Please Master. You boy wants it," he cries out trying to get him to take him. He wiggles in his arse the best he can being chained up. "Please Master," he pleads again.
Kane lashed out and slapped the boys ass, grabbing it and giving it a hard squeeze. He brought his finger up to his mouth and sucked on it, sliding it free covered in his own saliva. He dragged the wet digit up his inner thigh and teased his nail around the slaves entrance. "Beg for it." He demanded not touching it, just swirling his nail around the sensitive skin. He watched him carefully and smirked. The boy wouldn't get what he asked for when he asked for it. Every time he would beg for something, Kane would give him something different.
Crying out he bucked at the slap and moaned as he watched the Master suck on the finger. Feeling it on his ass and opening he let out a moan as he waited. Hearing the comand to beg he does just that. " Please Master, stick it inside your boy please," he cried out trying to push the finger inside.
Smirking, the young boy pulled his finger back when he felt the other man push towards it. He waited until the boy still before pushing back against him, rolling the tip of his finger aorund before it slipped inside. He bit his lip at how tight he was and he promptly pulled his finger out, leaning over and scooping up some pre-cum, he pushed his finegr all the way in this time, not pausing to let him get used to it, he twisted his finger up and crooked it, pushing hard against the boys prostate as soon as his finger came upon it.
Feeling the finger on his prostate cause Chance to scream and buck as his cock swelled even more in the ring to a painful level. The burn rushed through him over the dry entrance and he was left panting on the bed, a fine layer of sweat breaking out over his skin. "Master please," he croaked out not quite sure what he was asking for. More pain or for the chance for release.
"Please what? Please this?" he asked and dragged the tip of his nail over his prostate, sliding it in and out before pulling his fingers free. he smirked and got up, walking over to the table and grabbing the lube. He flicked it open and moved back into place, covering two fingers and pushing them in without warning, pressing them deep, dragging nails against the boys prostate as he did so before he scissored them.
Chance all but comes up off the bed, the only thing holding him down where the cuffs when the two fingers slam in to his prostate. He lets out a harsh cry his body straining to come, and him holding back. He knew even with the ring that a few more hits like that, and he would come. Panting hard once more he pushes back to meet each of the Master's fingers trying to suck them in deepr.
Kane could see the strain the boy was under and kept his fingers away from his prostate as he pushed a third finger into the man, stretching him a little quicker now. He pushed deep and then pulled them out, he lube up the boys ass a bit more before pushing his knees up towards his body. "I want you to scream my name, Master Kane... do you hear me?" he breathed and he pushed the head of his cock into him, using his hands to hold the boys knee's close to his body. He looked so fucking hot in the cuffs that he left the wrist ones on and pushed into him in a complete deep thrust.
"Master Kane," Chance screamed out as he was taking in one deep thrust. The Master's cock filled him up inside and Chance let out a happy cry as he was taken. He pushed down to meet the Master with each thrust trying to get him in even deeper then before. " Master Kane feels soooo good inside of me."
He pulled his hips back and started to thrust deep and hard into the slave, sweat glimmering on his face, his long hair sticking to his skin as he slammed into him, hooking his arms around his legs and leaning down. He caught the boys bottom lip between his teeth and sucked the red flesh into his mouth, biting and licking and he arched and aimed a thrust deep into the boys prostate. "You're so tight." he breathed thickly, the warmth in the room was almost smothering.
Chance moaned with each thrust and whimpered at the pain as well. When his prostate was slammed again he felt himself tense around Kane's cock, almost losing it again but holding back once more. "Master please, your slave needs to come."
Kane had felt the slave tense around him and groaned in the back of his throat, he smirked a little almost tempted to be an ass about it, but then he decided that he would let the boy think he was a good master and turn it around on him. He slammed into him, breathless and a concentrated frown on his face. "Do it then slave... cum." He growled reaching down and grasping the boys hard cock, rubbing the head of it as he continued to shove his cock against his prostate.
Chance screamed as his prostate was pounded time and time again. He bucked and moaned until he finally gave in at the Master's command and let his orgasum rip through him. Crying out once more as he came through the ring his body clamped down tight against that of the Master's as he spurted drop after drop of cum on to his chest and the Master's hand. He fought back the need to pass out as he fell to the bed completely drained and boneless.
Kane grunted, it was the screaming that got him and he thrust forward just as the boys body clamped down around him. He groaned and his hips bucked forwards as he shot his load deep inside him. He groaned and brought his hand up to his mouth licking up a splatter of cum before pulling out of him. He sat there for a moment, studying the boy before going over to the table and picking up his camera. Smirking he walked over and snapped a shot of the boy for his hidden collection of photographs. He caught the photo as it came out, this stuff was getting expensive to buy, but he didn't want to go over to digital. He walked over and unsnapped the cuffs, dragging his thumb down the boys sweaty cheek. "You did well you may stay here for a bit of you wish."
Chance flinched at the flash of the camera but didn't reply. When his body was uncuffed he let out a groan as his arms and legs became uncramped and felt the new pain flash through him. Smiling at the Master he nodded, " Thank you Master. Your boy enjoyed himself and would like to stay a bit longer," he said as he let out a tired yawn turning to his side in the comfortable bed.
Shaking his head a little, Kane gave Chance a bit of a smile and grabbed his pants, pulling them on and going over to the corner of the room. He grabbed a cigarette, put it between his lips, lit it and inhaled as he grabbed his shirt. He slowly got dressed, working at getting his boots on. He checked his hair in the mirror and then left wanting to have a shower and lay down for a bit in his own bed.
Watching the Master leave, Chance smiled. THis was one of his better session's and he quite enjoyed himself. He hoped the Master would book him again soon. Closing his eyes he driffted off a smile planted on his face. If this was how things were going to be for him on the ship, he thinks he will quite enjoy his stay here.