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Iason's manhood, said to be of the highest caliber of
sexaroids, functioned so realistically to the point it felt
human, but since it was not of flesh and blood, so to speak,
there was no end to it.
читать дальшеRiki was ripped apart, shaken, then relieved. Iason
thrust into him, more and more, deeper and deeper.
The bliss was endless.
The ecstasy knew no end.
Waves of joy, swirling around and crashing unto him.
Until Iason, Riki never knew such sensations during
sex.
His blood boiling till every hair on his body stood on
end, made to pant until he was on the verge of a dry
orgasm, his mind flickering in and out of consciousness.
Once accustomed to that kind of sex, Riki couldn't do
it with anyone else. No matter whom he'd do it with, it
would, most likely, leave him uncomfortably unsatisfied.
Probably because deep down he remembered Iason's
shape and since the intensity of the pleasure was seared
into his memory.
When Riki returned to the slums, he couldn't have sex
with anyone because he was afraid. Afraid to recall his
debauched self. Free from being a pet at last, he wanted to
entirely purge the poison that had seeped into his body. He
thought he could.
Even if he couldn't wholly go back the way he was
before, he was certain that with time, in the nauseatingly
dull, unchanging slums, the frayed wounds would heal by
themselves.
But his throat only burned with a feeling of
unquenched thirst.
Even though he could get an erection, he could hardly
come. Although he hated remembering Iason's familiar
cool voice, he couldn't ejaculate without the alluring tones
that lurked in the domineering voice lodged in his ears.
He could only despise himself for that and fall into
self-loathing.
And then, that night.
When Iason broke into his place and held him for the
first time in a year, Riki couldn't help but be aware of the
crazed state of hunger his body was in, craving Iason's
caresses.
And then, for the first time,
Riki desired Iason, from the bottom of his heart.
He chose to hand over his freedom in exchange for his
hunger being satisfied. Even if it was a choice between two
things he could not part with.
In his three years as a pet, Riki had stayed himself by
completely denying both the pleasures granted and the
humiliation instilled in him. Having sex with Iason had
changed a part of who he was, he couldn't help but realize
that in its truest sense.
But upon returning to Eos, Riki noticed he wasn't the
only one to have a change in character, for there were
changes in Iason's ways of taking him.
Iason performing fellatio on him was the most
extreme of them.
The Iason before his return had licked and nibbled his
nipples as a means to stimulate his erogenous zones and
greedily devoured him with kisses to the point of
suffocation, but he had never taken Riki's most intimate
parts into his mouth.
As if that was Iason's final line as a Blondy, that his
so-called bad taste, a breach in Eos etiquette, as an
owner, to take his pet himself, would not permit.
Until now.
As though, quite naturally so, there was no such taboo
or pickiness anymore, or as if it were his innate right to
exercise, Iason buried his face in Riki's nether regions.
After three years of being kept as Iason's pet in Eos,
Riki thought that no matter what Iason would do to him,
there was not a shred of shame left in him. But he realized
that wasn't the case.
There was no shame in being ogled by Iason
throughout being groped and mercilessly teased till he
ejaculated.
The first step to his pet 'training' was to get rid of any
bashfulness; it had been drilled into his body all too well.
To be fellated by the furniture was part of it. Though Riki
had no way of knowing this was unheard of in Eos.
But for Iason to perform oral sex on Riki, an act that
should have been unthinkable in any and all
circumstances, made the inside of Riki's head boil in
shame he didn't know he still had.
"Idiot!"
"Stop!"
"You pervert!"
He cursed and insulted Iason at the top of his lungs,
but it didn't take long for his voice to get muddled, break
into high-pitched cries, and be taken over by immodest
gasps.
...
Since Riki had arrived in Apathia, sex with Iason had
become more fulfilling, probably due to the lack of Cal's
presence. Riki only knew that his awareness and
realization of that fact were growing.
...
Riki, who wasn't used to pleading for pleasure with
words, couldn't stop the edges of his lips from trembling
as Iason waited for them to come out of his mouth.
In Eos, pleasure was not something given, but
something that was forcibly instigated and snatched away
by Iason, in which Riki's will was non-existent. But here
in Apathia, things were done a little differently.
Even if the goal was the same, instead of stripping the
pleasure out of him, Iason waited for his words. That was
one of the uneasy feelings Riki had since he had been
relocated to this Apathia."Ai no Kusabi."