Home, Home on the Ranch

Part 1

Hey there guys and gals, yes I know this isn't a new chapter for FTDATT but Vala gave me this wonderful idea and it started living in my head rent-free till I did something about it. So here we are, my first lewd story. Are ya happy now Vala?!?!? Without any further ado, let the fun begin with my very first lewd story. Hope y'all enjoy it! P.S. No A/N's till the very end.

Warning: This chapter starts with sexual abuse.

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WHACK

The meaty whack of a riding crop hitting flesh echoed for a moment through the playroom, followed quickly by a moan from the man which the leather tip had struck. His body quivered slightly against the restraints of the X-cross he was bound to, leaving him stuck standing in a spread eagle position.

WHACK

This hit brought forth a yelp from the black-haired male, as the crop hit the exact same spot on his rear. The pale flesh had already turned a bright red from the multiple, rapid hits. With a smirk, the large muscular male holding the crop brought it up to trace alongside the bound man's face a moment in a loving way.

"See, that wasn't too hard was it?" Reaching forwards, the red-haired male would remove a ball gag from the others maw, allowing him to speak. "20 swats with the riding crop is letting you off easy."

"P..please Dagur, I can't take it anymore," With a soft croak, he pleaded.

"Ah Ah Ah, what did I say about calling me by my name while we are in here Ty?" With that, the crop would fly again and smack the other side of Tyler's ass. This brought out a soft scream from the smaller man.

"Sorry Master, but I need to stop," looking back as far as he could to try and look the other male in the eyes. His ass stung heavily, the swats that Dagur had laid onto his ass as punishment for some imaginary slight had been harder than ever before.

"That's not how this works love. I'm the one in charge, I decide when we stop." Reaching forwards, it was clear he was aiming to regag Tyler with the red ball gag that now hung around his neck. "And just for that, we are going to keep going till I'm happy."

"Ni..fht huphy." With a swift motion, Dagur silenced his submissive lover and boyfriend and pushed his head forwards again. The ball gag kept any coherent words from coming out of his mouth. Both protesting the rough treatment and the safe word that the pair had agreed upon, Night Fury. Tyler thought maybe Dagur hadn't heard him and kept trying to say it. "Ni ury.....Nigh Ury!"

WHACK

"Silence! I heard you the first time bitch, but I'm not done yet," The well-aimed hit coming underneath his ass and just behind the bound male's balls, a threat of what was to come as Tyler eeped out in pain from the sudden and rather hard hit.

WHACK

That swing of the crop landed home, directly on the exposed balls of the poor male now stuck at the mercy of his runaway Dom. This brought a scream to his lips, the ball gag making sure it wouldn't be too loud and disturb anybody.

WHACK

Dagur would start to speed up, alternating hits between the already bright red ass and the rapidly turning red balls of the man that was bound before him. Not that he cared, Tyler was his sub. His toy to play with and he was just letting the man know that he wouldn't stand to be questioned or denied his fun.

WHACK

"You will always be mine,"

WHACK