“You can’t move at all, can you? Perfect.” Mikado @ Nikei
“N- No! I… Untie me right now, Mikado!” Nikei growled and twisted against the rope wrapped around him. As much as he hated to admit it, Mikado was right. He couldn’t move an inch and the rope was nowhere close to giving away either. Mikado’s gaze never left the brunette as he circled him to which Nikei thrashed angrily in response. “Stop staring at me like that! Let me go!” He didn't know why Mikado had kidnapped him like he did, but he sure as hell didn't want to find out.
It was quite a task to get the journalist to where he was now. Mikado tried to sneak up on Nikei but the brunette proved to be quite the fighter. Mikado ended up using his magic to paralyse and tie up Nikei. Even then, the reporter still didn't stop fighting so the masked wizard cast a spell that made the rope tighten when struggled against. The blonde was lucky that no one was around to see him take the journalist back to his room. Especially since he was being so loud.
Nikei was still making quite the fuss as he demanded his release. But Mikado had no intentions on letting him go. He smiled at the reporter in his usual creepy manner. “You’re not going anywhere, Yomiuri.” The blonde crawled onto the bed and next to the tied up journalist. Mikado reached out and touched Nikei's arm, tracing a finger down it. “Being all trussed up and helpless really suits you. You’ll look so much better with rope burn on this pretty skin of yours.”
“No! Get away from me!” The journalist flinched away the approaching wizard and glared back. Nikei was used to Mikado messing with him but something about this encounter seemed different than the usual. There was some other intent in how the wizard was staring at him. It made a chill run down his spine. When Mikado grabbed his arm, he yanked it back and continued to protest. “Shut up! Let me go!”
“You’re stuck with me now, Yomiuri. This rope won’t give away unless I want it to.” Mikado raised a hand to Nikei’s lip and tugged it playfully, to which the brunette tried to bite him for. “I haven’t even had my fun yet but you’re already screaming for me~” The journalist narrowed his eyes and growled at the blonde's innuendo. The wizard lowered a hand to Nikei’s chest. “It won’t hurt, I promise..” Mikado wanted to start playing with his toy, but of course he had to unwrap it first.
“Wh- What do you mean? What are you going to do with me!?” Nikei wasn’t sure what to expect next. Mikado backed up and smirked at him but he didn’t feel that different. It felt like the room got a little warmer but he suspected nothing much. "Huh?.." It was when it gradually got hotter he knew something was wrong. “What did you–” The journalist froze as he looked down to see that Mikado had set him on fire. He immediately strained against his bonds in response before panicking.
“A-Ahhh.. Aaaah.. Aaaaahh!!” The brunette screamed and the quickly growing fire gave him a reason to escape his tight bounds. “No.. No!!!” But if he did move, it just ended up burning him further. Like Mikado said, he wasn't able to move. "It hurts.. It hurts!!" He became acutely aware of how the rope became more tighter as he fought against it. Nikei winced as the fire was making short work of his vest. All he could do was cry out and shut his eyes tight.
The blonde had never seen Nikei this panicked before, the reporter must have really thought that Mikado was going to kill him straight away. The brunette got really carried away and ended up hurting himself in his panic. Mikado intended to just burn off Nikei’s clothes so he could have easier access, but marking the journalist was still a plus. The sadistic blonde chuckled, savouring the moment before deciding he didn’t want to go all out just yet. “And.. I think that’s good.” The wizard declared, he flicked his wrist and the flames disappeared.
“Wha..” The reporter opened his eyes to see that a majority of his clothes had been burnt away. The only things that were covering him was his scarf with the bottom half singed off and scraps of his under shirt barely covering his chest and arms. Nikei could still feel the heat on his burns but still shivered from the cold of barely having any clothing. The brunette wanted to cover himself but knew he couldn’t in his position. His pants had been burnt to his thighs so that they looked more like ripped stockings rather than pants. It was an embarrassing look for the journalist and he could feel his face heating up.
Unfortunately for the shaken journalist, the rope was undisturbed despite his sleeves being burnt to almost nothing. His notebook had miraculously survived the fire too. To more of the brunette’s dismay, his boxers had also been burnt away and he was now… exposed. Exposed to Mikado of all people. He whimpered and tried to close his legs but the rope didn’t allow him to. “Wh.. y... did you..” The journalist’s face turned completely bright red and he didn’t know what else to say anymore. He wanted an explanation but knowing Mikado, he knew it couldn’t be anything good. He hadn't realised it before, but his eyes had begun to water. He whined and lowered his head, trying to hide his increasing fear of the masked wizard.
Mikado watched as Nikei’s bare chest raised up and down rapidly as he was still recovering from the adrenaline. The reporter always seemed to be on edge when with him. The wizard loved every reaction Nikei gave him. After all, it was why the brunette was his favourite. “Well that was your fault, Yomiuri. I didn't intend to hurt you so soon... but you struggled too much.” Mikado grinned and pressed himself against the journalist. “If you thought that was bad, you’re really not going to like what comes next.” Mikado traced patterns on Nikei's chest and lowered a hand to Nikei’s backside. "Now is where the fun really starts..”
“Eeek!!” Nikei squeaked in surprise at the sudden groping. He had been kidnapped, tied up and his clothes destroyed.. He was beginning to realise just exactly what Mikado was going to do to him. “.. You can't.” This couldn’t be happening. He didn’t want Mikado to.. to do anything to him! If only the rope would just give away! The journalist yelped as Mikado suddenly jammed a finger into his rear, it was an unfamiliar feeling and he cried out in response. The blonde then began pumping it in and out before adding another finger. The brunette began to feel hot again but the warmth was for a different reason. "A- Ah!.. Stop!"
The brunette hadn't been touched like this before and kept protesting. Mikado suddenly forced his mouth onto the brunette's. Nikei was too startled to fight back and only whined in response. He didn't need to look down to know that his body was liking this. Without warning, the wizard stopped kissing him and pulled away with a wink. Mikado was never giving him a chance to calm down and all he could do was pant. That's when the brunette noticed the wizard was now holding something in his other hand. It was bullet shaped with a wire attached to something rectangular with some buttons on it. As much as he didn't want to know, he managed to ask what it was. “Wha..t is tha- that?”
Mikado seemed to be taken aback by Nikei’s question and laughed, halting his assault on the reporter. “..Do you really not know what a vibrator is? Wow, you’re a lot more innocent than I thought you’d be!” He stopped laughing abruptly and leaned over to the brunette’s ear, his tone having changed to something sultry. “Lucky for you, I think you're ready for it now.” Mikado bit down on Nikei's ear and replaced his fingers with the vibrator. The blonde wizard tongued the reporter's earlobe as he felt him writhe.
The journalist's body jolted and he let out a gasp from the sudden feeling. Mikado switched the sex toy onto the highest setting and watched as the journalist moaned involuntarily. Mikado's hand felt like nothing compared to the vibrator. “Aaah.. St- Haaah.. Ahh!” He tried to muffle himself but could do nothing to stop the vibrations making his body feel good. “Nh.. Ah.. Sto-- Ahh!” The reporter squirmed at the feeling and looked away in embarrassment.
Mikado trailed his tongue down Nikei’s neck, feeling the journalist shudder against him with a shaky moan. The wizard had made the reporter especially sensitive, he bet he would moan at anything he did. “Even still you’re trying to resist me? It would just be easier if you gave into me.” He massaged the brunette’s chest, eliciting more forced moans from him. “Like I said, this doesn’t have to hurt. You will learn to love this. To love me.” The obsessive wizard moved down so that his face was in between the journalist’s legs. "You just.. have to be.. obedient!" He grabbed onto Nikei's legs and bit down. The brunette groaned, he didn’t know why it felt so good but it did.
“N- No, No.. I w- won't.. S..Stop this!..” Nikei still verbally protested as the blonde did the same with his other leg, tracing the bite marks with his tongue. He could never love or even like Mikado! The wizard had set him on fire minutes earlier! Nikei truly hated Mikado. There was no way.. Which meant, no matter how good it felt, he had to resist it. "I don't want this.. I don't want this.." Nothing good ever came from anything Mikado did. He grit his teeth and tried to stifle himself, had his arms been free he would have covered his mouth.
"Gah!.." The journalist's breath hitched as he felt another vibrator on the fullest setting shoved up his ass. Nikei whimpered as the pleasurable feeling increased. "A- Aaahh! Mmh... Ah!" Mikado brought his face closer to the brunette's crotch and started to take in the untouched reporter's length. "M-- Mmmng..!" NIkei let out a particularly loud cry and tossed his head. The wizard smiled at the sounds he got and continued to lick and suck at his cock. "N-Nhhhg! Mi- Mikado! Stop!!"
All of Nikei's resistance just made Mikado want the journalist all the more. Dominating the brunette was always so much fun, he never disappointed him. He looked up at the reporter, wanting to watch his face as he pleasures him. Nikei's cries and moans made Mikado feel so much more in control and he shivered in delight. He moaned against the brunette's length, seeing how much he reacted to it. The journalist's resilient attitude was breaking and he had tears streaking down his face.
Because he was already stimulated, it didn't take too long for him to get close. Nikei twitched, he couldn't hold back even if he wanted to. "Aa..hhh.." The sensations of the multiple vibrators and the warmth of Mikado's mouth caused the brunette to reluctantly orgasm. The blonde took it all without complaint and kept licking until he couldn't get any more. He smirked and pulled himself off, letting the reporter fall backwards. Sexual exhaustion was new to him and it took a lot out of him.
The normally talkative journalist couldn't think of anything to say. The wizard had raped him and he wasn't able to do a thing about it. Not to mention the vibrators were still going, leaving him on the edge of another orgasm. The burns never stopped aching as well, they hurt against the fabric he laid on. He found himself sobbing and sunk his face into the bedsheets. Then he heard pants unzipping and Mikado groaning softly. He already knew he was getting off on this but he didn't want to be reminded. That was when the wizard grabbed was remained of his shirt and spun him around.
The blonde sadist forced Nikei onto his cock all the way, keeping him there with a hard pull. The abused journalist's protests and cries were muffled as he offered a meager resistance, too tired from everything to put up much of a fight. "It's no fun to use my hand when you're right here.. You have to take responsibility for what you do to me~" The blonde pet Nikei's head with his thumb while still keeping his grip steady. He heard and felt the reporter choke around him, the reporter's legs weakly kicking from instinct. "Ah?.. Is this too much for you, Yomiuri? Nnff.. Too bad!" Mikado didn't need much assistance since he could have come without any touches, it was more to show Nikei his place.
Because of his body misinterpreting the situation, Nikei ended up coming again with a strained whimper. But what came next was worse. When Mikado was on the edge, he yanked the reporter off of him so he could come on his face. The brunette shuddered and whimpered as he was marked. He was still recovering from having a foreign object shoved down his throat but Mikado just laughed. The wizard brought his hand to the journalist's face, drawing little hearts to further claim Nikei. "Such a beautiful wreck you are. I just love to play with you~ It didn't have to be like this. You could have accepted your place." He pushed the journalist so that his front was on the bed. "But I like to hear you cry out my name."
"You're... a monster." Nikei muttered, squirming as he was pushed down. Mikado got on top of him and pressed his body against the reporter. The blonde kissed the brunette's neck and half covered his mouth, not sticking his fingers in but lingering there. "Haah.. No.. No.." His hands were tied behind his back so having Mikado's weight on them was uncomfortable. All of a sudden, he felt a sharp and stinging pain on his backside. The wizard had taken off his glove and given Nikei a hard slap on his ass.
The reporter hissed as the blonde spanked his backside. But his tormentor didn't just do it once, he slapped him multiple time. Nikei wasn't sure if he was somehow using his magic to enhance his hits but he felt it wasn't supposed to hurt so much. The brunette bit down on the blonde's lingering hand in hope to get him to stop. "Haaah!~" Mikado didn't recoil like Nikei expected but instead moaned like he enjoyed the pain. For that, the wizard decided it was time to remove the vibrators and forced himself into the reporter's bruised ass.
Nikei let out a sharp cry as he tensed up, not used to having so large inside of him. He bit down harder causing his rapist to moan out and stick his gloved fingers into the brunette's mouth. "M- Mmmhh~ So tight and feisty.." Mikado rewarded that little stunt with another hard smack. He had only rutted against the other male for a couple of minutes but Nikei ended up coming again from over stimulation. But the blonde wasn't satisfied. He didn't believe he had thoroughly played with the journalist yet. Mikado had Nikei all to himself, he had to enjoy every second of their alone time.
"Does it feel good? Does it hurt?" Mikado spanked Nikei in between syllables, leaving the reporter's rump spanked raw. "As I claim you as mine?" Nikei sobbed but didn't say anything, keeping the blonde's hand in his mouth. It was almost like a way to get his stress out at this point. "Why don't you beg me to stop? You know I can't resist when you use that adorable voice of yours." Through his pained cries, the journalist said something which sounded like "No", to which his thigh was slapped. Nikei flinched and gave in as he tried to ignore the wizard's length molesting his insides.
"Mika..do. S.. Stop." He was still biting down but his speech was coherent enough. Mikado only laughed and said he could do better than that. He took a handful of the brunette's sore butt and squeezed. Nikei winced, getting the idea. "M- Mikado p.. please, please stop! It hurts! I won't.. tell anyone.." He was only just saying that but the more he thought about it, why would the others believe someone who "abandoned" them? Nikei thought Mikado had taken mercy on him when he pulled out.. only to flip him onto his back and re-enter him.
The blonde grinned down at the journalist and said the worst thing Nikei had heard him say.
"Tell me you love me and I'll stop this..~"
"What?..." Nikei didn't want to. He really didn't want. But everything ached and hurt, when his ass was pressed into the bed it stung. "I..I..." Mikado's hand was bleeding from how he was using it to muffle himself, but the wizard didn't seem to mind. The journalist didn't like the metallic taste but he'd rather that than say it aloud. "I loa- love.. you." He tried to say as quietly as he could, trying to not meet his rapist's eyes.
Mikado pulled his hand free and instead placed both hands on the reporter's crying face. "Louder, Yomiuri. And use my full name~" He sped up his pace, insistent on coming at the moment Nikei submitted to him. All the inner turmoil shown on his face was so wonderful to the blonde sadist and he wanted to see more of it.
With no hand to bite down on, Nikei's moans became louder and more prevalent. He hesitated for a while before managing to say in between cries, "I love you, Mikado Sannoji!!" The words felt like acid on his tongue but Mikado seemed satisfied with it. The journalist gasped as he felt something hot and sticky inside of him. The wizard has increased his grip while he came, his hand without the glove particularly digging in. The reporter trembled and slumped backwards, exhausted from the nonstop abuse.
He didn't even have the energy to cry anymore, but his vision had gone blurry for all the tears.
"See? I told you it'd be easier if you gave in! That wasn't so hard.. Was it?"
Nikei felt numb. He wanted to scream, say how much he hated the sick freak of a wizard but he knew it would do nothing. Or worse, he would like being called out. Mikado would probably rape him again if he did resist and he didn't want that. "N- N- No." His voice shaky as he agreed so he didn't get hurt.
Mikado pulled himself out, laying on top of Nikei's body as he kissed and sucked on his neck. "I didn't expect you to be so bitey.. but it certainly added to the experience." The reporter let out desperate whines and trepidation filled him. He wouldn't.. Not again, right? It was over, right? He promised..
"As much as I liked it, that means you should feel it too~"
Mikado bit down, hard. Like what Nikei had done to his hand. The journalist let out a strangled yell as the wizard increased his force. He knew it would hurt to move but he still did, attempting to throw the blonde off of him. After too long, Mikado did eventually let go of him, leaving him with unsightly wounds. Nikei panted rapidly as he tried his best to calm down.
"Hm.. Now what to do.." Nikei prayed that Mikado would let him leave. Even if his clothes were all burnt up and his body was marked up with blood, come, bruises and burns.. "Well you said that you loved me so that means.. you belong to me!" The last shred of hope Nikei had left was snuffed out and he physically cringed at the statement. "What's wrong? Did you not mean it? Because you said it yourself." He leaned it close with a twisted smile on his face. "Like I said, you'll learn to love me. We're in love now, Nikei Yomiuri. You said so.. And I say so as well."
"No, no.." The journalist found his voice as he tried to pull himself out of the sadistic wizard's grasp. "No, please.. Please no.. You said.. You said.." He pulled harder, struggling against the rope once more. "I d- didn't mean it.. I didn't mean it! .. I never said I wanted this! Get off of me!!!" His voice was full of desperation rather than the assertive tone is imagined. "I hate you!! Get off of me! Let me go! No! No!!!!" He screamed as loud as he could as if his life depended on it. He didn't want this. He didn't mean it. He didn't mean it. But his thrashing didn't discourage Mikado.
"Beautiful.." Mikado purred, shuddering in arousal as he could feel himself getting turned on again from Nikei's sudden resistance. "So beautiful.." Mikado hoped Nikei wouldn't pass out if they did.. make love once again. The wizard liked it better when the reporter could feel everything happening rather than not. The journalist kicked and flailed and screamed underneath him but it didn't bother him even a little bit. The blonde placed a soft kiss on his lover's forehead, petting his hair gently in a soothing manner.
annaxmalina
blakekathryn
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
izzy806
areudirty
prguitarman
