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"Oh, Ricky, what am I going to do to you?" Chris asked softly. He was setting up a camera in the corner of the room. "I thought I told you as many times as possible, you belong to me."

"I-I know," Ricky responded, "Chris, it wasn't even my fault... That girl, Jessica I think her name was, she had a bit too much to drink. She was the one who started kissing me. Chris, you need to believe me."

"I don't care what the fuck happened!" Chris exclaimed. "You still need to be punished. If you aren't, you won't learn anything, now will you?"

Ricky was breathing heavily as Chris slowly started approaching the bed. He had a blindfold and some rope in his hands. Ricky knew that Chris could get pretty kinky, but he didn't quite know how far Chris could go. He hadn't even discovered all the kinks Chris had yet, as far as he knew. He carefully looked around the room, searching for any other little tools Chris could use on him. He knew there was a drawer on the nightstand next to the bed, but he had no clue as to what was in it.

"Alright, Ricky, sit up for me," Chris said, now standing next to the bed. Ricky obeyed Chris, not wanting to find out what would happen if he didn't. Chris grabbed Ricky's wrists, putting them together behind his back, and tying them with some rope. He tied up Ricky's ankles too. Next, he put the blindfold on Ricky.

"Now, you better behave," Chris said in a sinister tone. Using only his saliva as lube, he stuck two fingers into Ricky. Ricky sharply inhaled at the sudden contact, and braced himself for what would come momentarily. He knew Chris wouldn't go easy on him, even though what had happened wasn't even that big of a deal. Chris just likes to overreact, Ricky thought, that's all.

Almost as quickly as the first two fingers went in, a third followed. Soon after, a fourth.

"Alright, you little whore," Chris started, pulling his fingers out of Ricky, "I think you've had enough preparation." He leaned down near Ricky's ear. "In fact, you're lucky I gave you any at all," he whispered.

As he leaned back up, he positioned himself at Ricky's entrance. Without much warning, he slammed his cock into Ricky. Ricky let out a small scream as Chris pushed himself deeper into his tight asshole.

"Be. Fucking. Quiet," Chris said sternly. "You don't want me getting the whip out do you?"

Ricky sharply took a breath. His eyes widened at the thought of Chris whipping him for something as little as making noise. He made the decision to stay quiet, although it wouldn't work for this whole session.

"Ah, I can almost taste the sin on your lips," Chris grinned, after leaning down and kissing Ricky roughly. "I can just tell that slut's lips were on yours. I wouldn't have even had to see it happen, and I would've known."

As Chris began to fuck him harder, Ricky felt as though he wouldn't be able to contain himself for much longer. He let out a soft moan, hoping Chris wouldn't hear. But, of course, Chris wasn't about to let any noises Ricky made go unnoticed.

"What was that?" Chris asked, smirking at Ricky. "Does someone want to get whipped?"

"N-No..." Ricky said quietly.

"That's what I thought," Chris said, continuing to pound into Ricky.

Chris was fucking Ricky as fast and hard as he could manage, and it was starting to become too much for the both of them to handle.

"Fuck," Ricky moaned loudly, "C-Chris... I'm getting close."

At this point, Chris couldn't care less whether or not Ricky was making noise, becuase he was getting pretty close as well. He paused for a moment, and untied the rope from Ricky's wrists and ankles. He picked Ricky up and walked over to the wall next to the bed, still thrusting into him.