Page 41 of Chaos Demons

“Good.” I whacked his tight ass with the paddle, and he grunted. Oh… this was going to be fun. “Rule three isn’t a rule, so much as a warning. I can heal you after this is done, but that only means I’m not going to hold back. Remember, this is for you, to control your chaos. Understood?”

This time he didn’t respond right away. When he did, he simply whispered: “Safe word?”

I rose onto my tip-toes behind him to lick his ear and whispered, “Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” he breathed.

“Good. Know that however painful something might feel it’s only superficial. I won’t leave any lasting damage, and it’ll all be healed afterward. But if you really can’t handle the pain, break out of the cuffs. They’re easy release. I’ll stop instantly,” I said, even though I knew he wouldn’t. The man regularly went to an underground fight club to have the shit beaten out of him.

I slapped his meaty thigh with the paddle… hard, drawing an “oomph” of pain from him.

“Of course, if you do, I’ll call you a pathetic little pussy,” I added, trying to get his ego involved because this was the only way I could think of for getting his chaos under control. “If you don’t want that, then trust me, and let me do my thing.”

He nodded.

“Good, let’s get started.”

While I’d been talking, Grey had returned with the items I’d asked him to get, one of which was a long anal vibrator. It had been one of my recent purchases that I hadn’t dared to try yet. It was just a bit too big for me, but Ramsey…?

Grey set the other items aside and began to lube up the vibrator.

“Get on your knees and bend over, Ramsey,” I commanded, and he did.

I didn’t tell him what I was doing so he flinched when the cold lube found his ass. I played the tip over his puckered hole until he began to open, then savagely shoved the full thing in all the way to its wide base… and flicked it on.

Ramsey gave a long, surprised grunt, and a tremor raced through his body. I slapped his ass with the paddle, and he let out another cry, the sound a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Stand,” I commanded him.

He did, but it was slow, his body still trembling violently. His straining erection was going a rather interesting shade of uber-aroused crimson-purple and I traced a light finger up the underside of his rigid shaft, drawing a surge of pre-cum. Then I slid my finger through the slickness and spread it around his massive tip.

“No coming until I tell you,” I whispered, before slapping his cock with the paddle.

He moaned and doubled over, gasping for a long moment. I hadn’t hit him that hard, but I guessed he was… overly sensitive there.

I slapped him around a bit more, but we were short on time and I wasn’t going to draw this out. I just needed to get him ready for the increased pain which I was about to inflict. I felt compelled to give him just a bit of warning. I made him stand, then whispered to him as I stroked his cock, a bit of pre-pain compensation.

“This next part… this is going to hurt,” I whispered. “I’m going to mark you with my pain… forever.”

His cock twitched and the muscles in his jaw clenched as he fought to just take the pain.

I gave his abs one last, hard strike with the paddle, then put it aside as I went to Grey, who’d been running a safety pin through a lighter flame for a while now. It was glowing red. I knew home piercings could be dangerous… but I could heal Ramsey and remove any infection as well.

This was the only way I could think of for Ramsey to carry my pain with him. I took the needle and went to Ramsey.

“Ready?” I warned him.

He nodded, his body tensing and trembling. I roughly plucked off one of the nipple-suckers, tossed it aside, and grabbed that super-aroused bud.

Then, before I could second guess myself, I quickly slid the red-hot pin through his nipple.

Ramsey flinched but didn’t otherwise move, perhaps sensing that any movement might hurt him more. He didn’t scream, but let out a long hissing grunt through his clenched teeth.

I removed the pin, pulled out the barbell nipple-ring inside that jewelry box, and quickly had it in Ramsey’s nipple. Then I pressed my mouth over the new piercing and traced my tongue over the sensitive area, sending my healing gift into him to cleanse any residual nastiness out of the wound.

Ramsey’s rasping groan calmed to ragged, gasping breaths.

When I pulled my mouth away, he shivered, his cock twitching.

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