Yaoi Designs Forbidden Desires Chapter 3

Toya sat in his car looking out over Manatung Bay. The hard rain falling on the roof of his hover car made a good accompaniment to the turmoil of the Blondie’s thoughts. He had been in such a rush to escape his new pet, Toya had left the apartment with his clothes slightly damp from his wet pet and his hair upbraided. Without even thinking he drove out to the bay near the ocean. As he looked out into the turbulent waters he tried desperately to sort out his now tangled thoughts and feelings.

He knew that he should sell Riva. The pet had to strong of a pull on the Blondie and he had only been in Toya’s life less than a day. If he kept the rebellious pet, he knew for certain he would cross the forbidden boundaries between Master and pet. Yet every time he came to the decision to sell Riva, he would find a reason not to. Oki and the others might be offended if he sold the pet so soon after being given to him. He didn’t have the time to go looking for another pet, or he was just overreacting. Toya knew that even if all these points were valid they were in the end just excuses. The real reason was simply that he didn’t want to give up the pet. Although he was afraid to admit it, he wanted desperately to cross the boundaries with this new enthralling pet. He wanted more than anything to make the fantasy into reality, but he also didn’t want to break the social rules either.

When he was in the Academy, Headmaster Konami had been very forceful about not engaging in sexual congress. The Headmaster - having seen the way many of Toya’s fellow students looked at the pale beautiful Blondie - had even pulled him aside to privately lecture him. Toya had been oblivious to the other students and the reasons behind Konami’s stern lecture then, but now the effect of the Headmaster’s words pulled at the Blondie. He was torn between doing what he desperately desired and the words of a man he deeply respected.

It wasn’t just sex but even more deviant desires that plagued him. Toya had never owned a whip or any instrument of punishment before. He had never had to physically discipline any one, nor was he on the receiving end of punishment either. Having his naked pet over his knee had broken open something within the normally quiet Blondie, and whatever it was scared him and aroused him by turns. Closing his eyes briefly he once again saw himself over his pet’s knees, pleading for him to stop but also desperately wanting him to continue. Opening his eyes he knew the he could not give up Riva, and in the end that was the bottom line. Although the Headmasters’ words still echoed within him, he knew deep down inside him that he wanted to explore with Riva these new deviant desires.

Still feeling a little uneasy, but now a least determined to keep his new pet - and maybe even more - Toya put his hover car into drive and headed for Apatia to start things moving to settle his new pet into his household.

" Lord Volg the Master will be glad to see you, "said the young servant as he took Oki’s cloak and umbrella from him. The screams could be faintly heard throughout the opulent halls of the Taming Tower as Oki was taken to Omaki’s private office.

Although Oki was an old school friend of Omaki Ghan, and often visited his friend, he couldn’t help but shake his head a little at Omaki’s creation. Being a generally bubbly outgoing person Oki didn’t really get the attraction of whipping a pet, but he also was wise enough to know that each person was different. Omaki was a humorous Blondie prone to mischief - just like Oki - and they both had found numerous ways to get into trouble with the Headmaster back when they were at the Academy together. Now that they had grown up, Oki sometimes missed those days. Although they still spent time together getting into trouble.

The servant opened the door to Omaki’s office and Oki went in. Although he had on several occasions visited his friend at work, Oki still marveled at the dark opulence of the office as entered. The rich crimson carpet and the shiny black walls that were decorated with tasteful erotic artwork always surprise him. Oki thought for a Blondie that Omaki was defiantly on the rebellious side.

"Well, well what brings you out here during the week? Has your resistance crumbled to my will and you are now ready to play on the darker side of pleasure, my friend?’ Omaki leered sitting behind his large black oak desk.

"Yeah, keep dreaming. I am not about to let you get your paddle on my ass."

"Well then how about you spank mine. You know I have been bad."

"Probably in more ways than one, but you are still safe from me, you deviant you." Oki laughed taking a seat a crossed the desk from Omaki.

"Well, I am now highly curious. Last I knew you were buried in work with the security grid. Now you are here. I assume you snuck out of work? "

"No, I did not - well not really. Have you ever heard of a Blondie named Toya Serina?" Oki asked changing the subject.

"Hmmm... the name sounds familiar."

"Well Iason brought him to the team awhile ago. He was programming vid games, but he is so brilliant that Iason personally asked him to join our team. He is so good in fact we are almost done."

"That’s where I have heard that name. Those bloody games are so popular Aki has been driving me crazy to get him the latest one Serina put out." Omaki moved to the bar and gestured to Oki.

"Hmm… how about White Moon?"

"He is also involved in some high-class clothing and jewelry stores in Apatia. I also remember hearing he is the sponsor for that clothing designer Char. He was slated for a general service job but Serinia put in a request to Jupiter to change his assignment," Omaki said as he poured Oki’s and his drinks and brought them over.

"Well, I wasn’t really meaning gossip, but that is interesting. What I was looking for was whether he had been to the Taming Tower."

Omaki shrugged, "I don’t think so, but a lot of Blondie’s come here."

"Well I think you would remember him. He reminds me a little of Yosui. Short, lithe, with ivory skin and hair, and the palest innocent blue eyes I have ever seen. He is stunning and doesn’t even know it."

"In love," Omaki teased at his friend’s enraptured description.

"More like in lust"

"Why ask if he has been here?"

"Because yesterday everyone on the reprogramming team pitched in to buy him A-class pet."

"Expensive," Omaki noted.

"He was worth it believe me. We would still have weeks of work left without him. Anyway, the pet he pick out was a male D class pet, and if looks could have killed. His red hair matched his expression that’s for sure. "

"Wait! Was his number D-165M?"

"Yeah - why?"

"I don’t know your Blondie, but I sure do know that pet. I placed him up for auction at his Master’s request. He broke his Master’s arm"

"What! Why was he put back up for auction instead of being put down?" Oki exclaimed as he sat up in the chair.

Omaki was quiet for a moment looking at his friend, trying to decide how to answer.

"Omaki?"

"Because of his Master’s pride I guess. His Master is the singer Elric. He is an elite but unlike Raoul, who spends his spare time on painting, Elric spends his time on music. He is gorgeous and Elite so his wildly popular. His voice is surprisingly high and gentle, considering he is a sadist. He goes further than even I am comfortable with. It isn’t punishment as much as torture. He gets an A-class pet then breaks them. D-165M was the latest pet he broke"

"Break him? A-class pets are renowned for their submissiveness."

"You are misunderstanding me" Omaki said shaking his head. "I meant breaking the inbred controls of the pet. He takes a normally submissive pet and tortures them in such a way that they rebel against him. As soon as they do he sells them, he has no interest in a rebellious pet. The inbred controls are pretty strong it usually takes a year or more to break them, but that pet your friend has broke in less the six months."

"Hmm… so he is different."

"Maybe. Probably more intelligent and independent than most A-class pets. I am curious about your friend who would want him. Only a person into heavy S and M would want that pet. Anyway Elric miscalculated and D-165 broke before he thought he would and manage to break his arm in the process. Elric didn’t want to admit a pet got out from under his control let alone overpowered him enough to break his arm. If he killed the pet the same day his arm turned up broken it would have been all over the channel. He put out it was a rock-climbing accident of all things, and had me put the pet up for auction."

"How do you know it was the pet? Are you still watching your customers?"

"Why do you think I built this place?" Omaki countered laughing.

"You never change. Well if Toya shows up will you tell me?"

"Maybe" Omaki said archly as he stood up and walked around the desk towards his friend, his hands behind him. "You know, if you really wanted to seduce Serinia you should have some experience in S and M - don’t you think?" Omaki purred from behind Oki’s chair as he ran his fingers through his friend golden hair.

"What? Are you offering yourself up as a teacher?"Oki laughed at his friend’s joke, yet also enjoying Omaki’s gentle touch as he closed his eyes leaning into him.

"Of course, you have been very naughty refusing me all of these years. I would love to finally teach you a thing or two, and help my friend at the same time."

"Somehow that seems a little inconsistent, helping me yet punishing me."

Omaki came around to the front of the chair and leaned over placing soft kisses down Oki’s neck, as he reached around to unzip his friend’s bodysuit. Oki opened his eyes still unsure of the proceeding, but defiantly enjoying Omaki’s attention.

"Stand up," Omaki command softly.

The golden haired, muscular Blondie stood up as Omaki finished undressing him. Omaki looked down at his friend’s ridged erection with a smile.

"It seems you are enjoying this. Turn around."

Oki blushed slightly and quickly obeyed. He felt Omaki behind him and before he realized what was happening Omaki had firmly tied his arms behind his back.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Oki asked in alarm as Omaki pushed him over the desk.

Omaki laughed as he went around the desk and pulled opened one of the drawers removing a g-strap. He snapping it on his wrist and activated it with a loud crack. Oki’s eyes widened at the sound, looking at the strap surround by a golden halo, he defiantly was losing interest in Omaki’s attentions.

"You have been very naughty teasing me all these years, and now you are thinking of playing games with another Blondie instead of with me." Omaki said as came around the desk to view his friend’s tight muscular ass perfectly positioned to be punished.

Oki had never seen this side of his friend before. This was the first time he really looked at him. He was infinitely sexy in his skin tight black leather pants, dark red mesh top, and a commanding look on his face. The only thing damping Oki’s lust was the rather intimidating crack of the G-strap. The first strike landed and Oki was surprised at the sting of the strap but was determined to keep his pride and remain quiet.

"What, are you trying to remain quiet? Stubborn one, Come on let’s hear you cry out" Omaki taunted increasing the speed and strength of the lashes.

Oki began to realize with these words what his friend was looking for, that part of the fun of this game was not holding back. He also noticed that - as strange as it seemed - he was as becoming aroused even as the strap rained down on his now well punished backside.

"Please Stop Omaki, I will be good. What ... What’s happening to me?"

"Starting to feel it now are we? Yes, that is good boy."

Omaki stopped and reached around to apprehend his friend’s engorged organ. He began to stroking it lightly as Oki groaned, thrusting himself into his friend’s warm hand.

"Yes- more. That feels heavenly. "

Omaki turned the lust filled Blondie around and dropped to his knees taking him into his mouth slowly sucking his friend in. Oki cried out clutching at his Omaki’s head guiding him on his shaft as he quickly reached his accent with a deep throaty moan. Omaki drank his friend and gracefully rose to his feet to seize Oki’s lips in a rough kiss. Oki pulled away from him, shaking his head.

"Oh, no you don’t. You got to whip my ass now it’s my turn. Untie me"

"Ok, ok I have haven’t had a good strapping in a while," Omaki laughed at Oki’s eagerness as he untied his friend’s hand and positioned himself over the desk wiggling his ass.

"That’s not what I had in mind, my friend. Come here" Oki said softly as he kissed Omaki gently undressing the Blondie. He pushed Omaki to the soft crimson carpet lightly caressing him leaving a light trail of kisses down his throat to his nipples which he began to work on with his tongue. Soon Omaki was moaning with pleasure at the soft feathery touch of his friend that seemed to be everywhere at once. Oki began to move lower teasingly slow.

"Bloody Jupiter. Please Oki, lower"

With a quiet chuckle Oki complied. Licking lightly on his friend large organ he teased Omaki, bringing him close to climax only to pull off at the last minute. Then moving lower Oki began to explore Omaki’s twitching portal with light kisses and a teasing tongue. The pleasure began to overwhelm Omaki as he began to moan continuously, pushing himself back into his friend seeking even more simulation.

"Oki, fuck me now. Please," Omaki begged.

Oki smiled at the lusty Blondie’s request and relented entering his friend sanctum. He leaned down to kiss Omaki relishing his friend’s tight embrace as he slowly began to thrust into him.

"Holy Jupiter" Omaki breathed as he began to climax, triggering the contraction of his inner muscle, clamping down on Oki bring him to his peak as well. Oki collapsed on his friend as he softly kissed him.

"See? You can torture a person without a whip," Oki said as he sat up next to Omaki idly playing with a strand of his hair.’

"Bloody Jupiter, if I had known you were that good I would have tied you up ages ago."

"I have to admit you in Master mode is a turn on, at least until you start swinging. Hey what was with that strap anyway?"

Omaki laughed realizing that his friend Oki would never change and loved him for it all the more.

Riva stared up from the floor in total confusion, at the door where his Master had just exited from. He had almost enjoyed being punished which - until yesterday - Riva would have never believed possible. His ass was burning from the hard spanking, yet his thoughts drifted back to the smell and closeness of the Blondie. Despite himself he felt the stirring of arousal from the thought of his Master. Something about the Blondie drew him and made him forget himself. The deep voice of his Master was so soothing, so different from the light airy voice of his last Master. Everything was different and a part of Riva wanted to believe that maybe this Master wouldn’t hurt him. Still, it seemed unlikely that a Blondie would buy a D-Class pet unless he wanted to discipline a pet. Riva also knew that Blondies didn’t take their pets so he was safe from being ravished by the beautiful Blondie, but if he was honest with himself, he wanted the Blondie. He wanted to have more intimate contact with the enthralling Blondie, but most of all he wanted to take his own Master - something he knew would never happen. Despite his frail looks, Riva had found out that day that his Master was far stronger than he looked. Mentally shaking himself he looked around to see the young attendant looking at him with wide fear filled eyes. Feeling slightly guilty at pushing the youth, but disinclined to admit it, Riva walked back over to his bath.

"Just don’t touch me and we will get along fine," Riva growled as he climbed back into his now semi-cool bath. Wincing at the pain of the water on his open lash wounds and his now punished backside he grab up the sponge.

Shin looked at the fierce pet wondering what he should do. He had never seen his Master angry before, nor seen him physically punish anyone. His Master seemed different since bringing the new pet home. Shin - who had never been afraid of harsh punishment from his Master - was now somewhat worried about displeasing him, yet he was also reluctant to cross the angry looking pet.

"What do you mean? They have already been cleaned out. "Riva questioned suspiciously, turning to look at the nervous furniture.

"They need to be cleaned again, but I would also like to put some pain numbing ointment on them. Please, it will make you feel better."

Riva shrugged, as if not caring one way or another, but was actually quite relived at the prospect of not feeling the aching pain of the whip marks.

Shin happy at least to have that much access to the pet, hurried to get the needed supplies. By the time he returned Riva had gotten out of the tub and was drying of with a large soft towel. Shin watched the pet as he cautiously approached, clutching at the supplies, hoping to still be able to treat the pet’s wounds.

Riva sighed and went over to the stool he had so recently been punished on and sat down gingerly.

Shin rushed over and began to gently clean out the worst of the whip marks. Riva winced slightly but didn’t make a sound. Trying to take his mind off of his discomfort he began to think of things to ask the blue haired attendant.

"Quiet, he usually doesn’t go out much. Until recently he even worked at home. He is very kind. He lets his pets have free time during the day and me in the evenings. He often indulges his pets, giving them presents; he even totally redecorated what is now your room for one of pets"

"Does he ever take his pets?" asked Riva casually trying not to betray his interest in the subject.

"No, of course not. Blondie’s are forbidden such things. Master Serinia would never break such a rule."

"He sounds too good to be true. He doesn’t sound like an S and M kind of man."

"Master would never be into that," Shin exclaimed in shock and more than a little offended, stopping his ministrations. "I have never seen him punish anyone until today."

Riva sat quietly thinking over the furniture’s words. There was a chance that the youth was lying, but Riva didn’t think so. He began to wonder if in some way his Master was as drawn to him as Riva was to his Master. Something that was beyond reason that made each one of them act against what they would normally do. As the pain began to subside for the first time in a very long time, Riva turned this new theory over in his mind. The theory was an intriguing one and one filled with infinite possibilities, Riva decided.