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You looked at him apprehensively, but didn't want to argue, so you went upstairs, Kenma was right behind you and he didn't have a very friendly expression. Your heart seemed to speed up at the same time it seemed to stop, almost worse than it was in the game. Maybe it hadn't been the best idea. You entered the room, Kenma locked the door soon after, making you swallow hard. 

—Didn't you want to try BDSM? - Kenma said, getting rid of the blouse he was wearing. - Take off your clothes. - he ordered. 

—You're mad at me, I don't know if it's the best id... - Kenma held your face tightly, squeezing your cheeks and preventing you from speaking. 

—Be quiet. I told you to take your fucking clothes off.- he let go of your face, stepping into the closet. 

You sighed, doing what he told. When he returned to the room, he had the black bag in his hands, he threw it on the floor, pulling out the same black ropes. He didn't say anything else, he just walked over to you, turning you with a certain brutality to the bed, placing his hand on your back and making your entire torso lie down on the bed.

—You will use this. - he showed you a black collar, with a ring silver in the middle of it and two K's. He placed it on your neck without delay. You were going to say something, but your vision was blocked by the blindfold he had put on. Kenma tied your two thighs tightly and pressed them together. 

As much as you had butterflies in your stomach, having no idea what would happen, you were much more excited than afraid. Kenma was a hundred times more attractive when he was angry, you had to confess. You were even looking forward to what he would do to you, even though you had no idea what it would be. 

—We didn't do a strength test to see how far you can handle it. - he started to explain. - If it's too much, tell me. But you'll have to beg, if anything use the safe word. Did you understand?

—Yes... - You let out a groan when you felt him pull you by the leash, making you arch your back. 

—Yes what? - He whispered in your ear tightly. You had talked about it, you would have to show him one hundred percent respect when you were practicing. 

—Yes sir. - Kenma smiled satisfied, slapping your ass hard.

—You said you liked the whip, didn't you? - not being able to see what he was doing, but hearing the footsteps and him moving things in the bag caused you immense agony. - I want you to count out loud how many times I'm going to hit you with it. No stuttering, faltering or moaning. If you do that, we go back to zero, understand?

—Yes, sir. 

—You've been so annoying, Y/N. - he snorted, you felt the leather straps of the whip being passed over your ass, you shivered with it. - You seem to like to get in trouble and make me angry.

—I'm sor....

—Shut the fuck up, I didn't say you're supposed to talk yet. - you pressed your lips, feeling your intimacy throbbing, your body gave a slight tremor even your legs. - I barely touched you and it's already like this? - He asked, sticking two fingers in your entrance, you bit your lip, stifling the moan. - And so wet. I didn't know you were that easy. - He laughed, you felt like cursing him, but clearly you wouldn't. - Start counting. - He gave the first lash on your thigh, it wasn't that hard, but it burned. 

—One. - you swallowed hard, Kenma hit harder. - Two... - hit more once, the strength seemed to increase. - Three... one more time.- F-fou..- you let out a painful groan when he hit again, even more hard.

—I said without stuttering. Go back to zero. 

You nodded, taking a deep breath and feeling your ass and thighs burn as he pounded. The sound of the whip cracking against your skin was exciting at the same time it was almost frightening. This time, you managed to count it right, Kenma gave twenty one lashes, alternating between strong and weaker ones, nothing you couldn't handle, but the pain and the burning bothered you more than you imagined. Kenma was silent for a while, it was agonizing not being able to see, especially when you didn't know what he was up to.

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