[C][M] The illusion of freedom

Dario would always tease people like this. He loved seeing them writhe as the pleasure slowly built up.

Who wouldn't love seeing people writhe like that?

His fingers continued to stroke over his arousal slowly as his hips rocked up into him.

Being built up like this, hurt and pleasured so roughly, he knew his release would be amazing, once he finally got it.

That was something he wasn't expecting for quite a while, Dario was the Dom here, he was using Silt's body for his own pleasure.

The demon's hips jerked forward as he tried to thrust into the man's hand before pushing back against the intrusion inside of him.

Dario was going to use Silt's body.

He was going to be as rough as he wanted and bring the Demon just as much pleasure as he wanted. No less, no more.

His fingers continued to stroke the Demon's arousal slowly.

He wanted the man to be nice and worked up by the time he finally allowed him to come.

From the whipping alone the demon's balls were already hard and full, he wanted to come and having his body stuffed this full only made him want that more.

It was all he could think about, Dario's body and it's influence on him.

"Master....I want to come."

He muttered, the word 'come' rolling off his tongue seductively as he looked up at the man, his body writhing against him.

Dario hummed softly in thought.

"No," he replied after a moment.

Silt wasn't going to come. Not yet. Dario wanted to tease him some more. Make the Demon suffer a little.

His hand moved away from Silt's arousal, gripping his balls firmly. He pulled and twisted them roughly.

Silt almost snarled as the man denied him but he had been instructed not to growl and he didn't want to ruin his chances of a release any further, as such his eyes simply narrowed.

He gave a frustrated groan as the hand pulled away from him, which was replace by a yelp cry as his balls were twisted.

The quickly healing cuts along them split open again as the skin was stretch, pouring out onto Dario's hand.

Dario's tongue pushed through his parted lip, licking at them slowly as he felt blood pour over his fingers.

Fuck.

His wet fingers stroked over Silt's body, smearing blood over his pale skin.

"You look so fucking good covered with blood," he purred darkly. He loved it. Loved all the blood.

He wanted to see Silt really covered in blood. Having it dripping from his body, smeared over his chest and stomach, his thighs, dripping from his lips.

Dario's hips thrust upwards hard.

Silt gave a bestial cry as he was thrust into hard, his body tore further and Dario got his wish.

More rivets of blood seeped out of the demon's entrance, coating the human's arousal as he was fucked.

With the scent of blood and sex lingering in the air around them and on his own skin Silt couldn't help but groan, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

He was in a lot of pain and that only served to bring more pleasure, it was bliss and agony at the same time.

"Tear me open."

He pleaded softly, his body writhing uncontrollably.

Dario grunted as the man began writhing against him.

This was what he wanted. He wanted Silt to writhe and groan as he fucked him hard and he was getting what he wanted.

"Dirty whore," he groaned against Silt's neck. "My sheets are going to be soaked in blood." He'd have to throw them out. There was no way he'd be getting this much blood out of completely white sheets.

The human groaned loudly as he felt the heat swell in his stomach.

"I'll lick them clean."

He groaned as he pressed up against the man as much as he could.

Being fucked like this was something he had missed greatly, he wouldn't be moving around too much after they were done.

The human had been a rare find, he was weak but he made up for it with sheer brutality.

The demon's head lulled back, his body jolting with each hard thrust, forcing him to grunt out loudly.

The human grunted loudly with each thrust before finally giving one long loud groan.

He stilled inside the Demon as his release spilled out into him.

Fuck, that had felt amazing.

Dario pulled out of him and stood on the bed.

He bought his crotch close to Silt's mouth.

"Lick me clean," he ordered.

Silt gave a gasped moan as he was spilled into, he could feel shot after shot of the man's release pouring into his body.

If the pain hadn't been enough of a tip off that he was bleeding, Dario's crotch would remove all doubt, the man was covered in a delicious mix of his blood and semen.

Silt kicked his lips before pressed forward, his body was aching already. His tongue swiped out over the man's scarlet skin, purring as the sinful mixture coated his tongue.

He drew Dario into his mouth and gave him a long suck before lapping at him diligently.

The tip of his tongue licked the man's tip before stroking down his shaft, balls and finally his pelvis, licking up everything he encountered with a purr.

Dario stood silently as Silt cleaned him slowly.

When he was pleased with how clean he was, he stepped back, moving off the bed.

"I'll be back when I want to use you next."

Whenever that was.

Right now he was going to get a shower then sit and watch TV for a bit.

Silt watched the man leave silently, he wouldn't complain about being left there, he had asked for it after all.

At the very least it gave him time to heal before their next round, the only thing that upset him was the fact that he hadn't been allowed to come like he so desperately wanted.

His thighs rubbed together slightly to provide the friction he need to get off, but it simply was not happening.

Accepting his fate he sat there silently hanging from his wrists, waiting for Dario to return for him.

Dario didn't return until the morning.

He slept on the couch all night and when he woke up in the morning - nine, he wasn't much of an early riser - he stretched and padded into the bedroom.

Silt was just where he left him.

"Morning," he greeted with a grin.

Silt had attempted to stay awake but as the early hours of the morning hit he too fell asleep.

He hung limply from his arms, his head flopped forward as he slept silently.

When the man greeted him he slowly roused, rising his head with a groan, the sleep had allowed time for the aching in his body to really set in.

He was sore as he could feel dried blood clinging to the majority of his body.

Dario grinned.

The Demon looked filthy, absolutely covered in dried blood.

"I'll be back in a second." The human disappeared from the room, returning after a few moments with a jug full of water.

He tossed the water at Silt, watching as it splashed against his chest, washing away some of the dried blood.

He set the jug down and waited.

Silt's head shot up as he was splashed with water, his eyes narrowing at the human.

It wasn't the most pleasant way to be woke up, he definitely had no appreciated the impromptu shower.

His lips pulled back over his teeth, as if he were about to growl, however he stopped himself, instead giving a soft huff as he pouted grumpily.

"Thanks."

He muttered dryly as water dripped from the front of his hair.

Dario's grin widened when Silt stopped himself from growling.

"You're welcome." His tone was light, amused. It was honestly funny seeing the Demon so unimpressed.

"Ready for a nice blowjob?" Dario asked as he moved to kneel on the bed in front of Silt.

His dull look didn't waver as Dario spoke, honestly he would have loved a blowjob, but he highly doubted that the Human was offering one to him.

No, he was going to have to give one.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Perhaps if he preformed well the man would finally allow him to come, it had taken hours for his erection to finally fade away last night, he was still cranky from being pent up like that.

"That's not the way you should reply. A good whore would be happy to suck my cock."

The human's hand grasped Silt's hair, pulling at it until Silt's head was tilted back and he was staring up at him.

"Now, let's try again. Ready for a nice blowjob?" he repeated in teh same chipper tone.

He was going to train him right.

Silt stared up at the man, his eyes narrowing for a moment before his temper wavered, he was meant to be playing the good little whore, it was the only way he would be treated kindly.

His features softened as he looked up at the man with admiration.

"It would be a pleasure, Master."

He replied, licking his lips slowly in anticipation.

"Better," he crooned.

Dario allowed himself a taste of the Demon's addictive lips. A taste that lasted much longer than he had planned as he gripped the Demon's hair tightly and pulled him into the fierce kiss.

Eventually, when he was panting heavily, Dario pulled back.

He couldn't get enough of Silt's mouth.

Dario pushed himself to his feet in front of the Demon. "Suck," he ordered.

He melted into the man's kiss, claiming his mouth greedily, licking, sucking and biting at his lips as he was pulled forward by his hair.

His lips parted in a soft pant as Dario pulled away from him, a fact he wasn't fond of, kissing was something he could happily do for hours, especially with a man so handsome.

Silt opened his mouth wider as he was ordered and pushed himself forward as he knelt up, taking the man into his throat, swallowing around him as he pushed the man past his gag reflex and completely down his throat.

Dario was large enough that with his head craned on this angle, your could see the bulge of his member in the man's neck.

"Good little whore," he purred, fingers running gently through Silt's hair when he took all of him in.

His fingers curled in the strands that he was stroking, gripping them tight as his hips began to rock.

He wasn't gentle with his thrusts.

He wanted the man to struggle.