BDSM (Larry)- English translation

Chapter 41- a certain being

Three beers? Heaven, Louis never thought he would be so happy about it.

But right now he was really happy and he showed Harry that very clearly. He moved as clearly as possible on his hip.

"Baby? What are you doing?"

"Hm.. I don't know. Maybe we should just see where it takes us?"

"You're doing things that you shouldn't do"

"Um, I wouldn't say that."

"Well? How?" Harry suddenly asked challengingly.

"I want sex," Louis grinned broadly.

A raised eyebrow was enough. Just one and this disapproving move of Harry's mouth.

Louis realized slowly that he had gone too far. Somehow he had probably missed the transition from the banter here. Undecided, he sat on the lap of his dom and thought about how he could best save himself now.

Harry just kept looking at Louis. It was exciting to see when and how he realized that he had leaned too far out of the window. Now Harry was very curious to see what Louis would do. Would he remain cheeky?

But as always, Louis surprised Harry by simply leaning against him, putting his head against Harry's shoulder and cuddling quite innocently: "I'm sorry. I was a donkey"

"The determining being does not suit you. I think your discipline is quite low again. We should change that."

Louis wanted to open his mouth again. But Harry raised his eyebrow again, which he always raised when Louis ventured on too thin ice. That's why he preferred to close his mouth again.

"You're going straight up to the playroom. Take off your clothes and stand up in the middle of the room," Harry ordered.

Good. Now it was too late to save himself anyway, Louis just thought, when Harry's voice broke through the silence again:

"I said: right now."

Louis almost jumped from the lap of his dom and hurried up. He quickly tore down his clothes and stuffed them onto the stool next to the door.

He just stood up somewhere in his basic position and waited.

Harry came along comfortably and Louis thought that it was quite mean, given that he had rushed so hard. The nasty thing was that Harry seemed to know that exactly. He definitely grinned mischievously.

Harry looked at Louis proudly. He did all this incredibly well, for the fact that it was so new to him. He hung his head nicely and even when Harry got to the cupboards, he didn't move.

The beginning of a BDSM relationship was very exciting. Harry not only had to lead Louis as he does now, but also had to test what was within the acceptable limits at all. Everyone had their own. What was not worth mentioning for one was unimaginable for the other.

"You were bad, Louis. What do you do with bad boys?"

"They get punished, sir" Louis said tremblingly. However, Harry was relieved to find that no fear was emerging.

"Sit on the chair here. Spread your legs and let me see how sorry you are," Harry spoke decisively and pushed forward a normal wooden chair.

Louis sat down as requested. It was that way again. Humiliating. But good. Because Harry would never make fun of him. No matter how he would squat here.

Although it was a bit embarrassing. Louis looked down at his hard penis. Heaven, thanks to Harry, he mutated into a real stand-up man.

"You're doing well" Harry only said and stepped behind him.

Louis felt Harry take his hands and fasten his wrists to the chair. Oh man, Harry really didn't need a lot of special stuff. He could even do something with a stupid chair.

Harry checked both knots again in the end. They were not allowed to be too tight and not too loose. In addition, one had to pay attention to how the course of the bound limbs was, so that the blood continued to circulate as normally as possible and no ligaments or tendons were overstretched.

Harry then stood in front of his sub.

"Just look at you. The hands neatly at the back and the legs spread for me... Hey, leave them open, come on. Do I have to tie them up too?... It's so sweet when, like now, you suddenly become very quiet and shy. So vulnerable.. Just for me. Only I see you that way. And you look so incredibly beautiful, baby."

Harry was just talking. But Louis' breath quickened, while he now kept his legs open and looked at Harry pleadingly.

And that one? Just didn't do anything. Louis wanted to scream. Harry should do something. What would happen next? What did Harry think? Louis made it almost insane to sit here and wait.

At some point, Harry stretched out his hand and gently stroked Louis over his head.

Louis whimpered.

"Are you still there?" Harry asked and was obviously not in a hurry.

"Yes, sir."

"Good." Harry smiled and disappeared from Louis' field of vision. However, he rattled unnecessarily loudly so that Louis was clear that he was still there and where he was.

Harry had a dildo and a ribbon with him when he came back. But Louis was sitting on the chair. How did he want to get that thing in him? Could you screw something on the seat or something?

But then Harry tied the dildo to his leg so that the artificial glans touched his. Okay... And now?

"You leave your legs open. Show me that you are good and can listen, okay?"

"Yes, sir," Louis said excitedly.

And then the thing began to vibrate. Louis was slightly frightened and almost automatically pulled his legs together.

"Was I not clear enough?" Harry asked sourly.

"No... Sir... I... Ah!" Louis moaned and spread his legs again with the greatest effort. Harry pulled up the comfortable armchair and just sat down right across it and watched the very stimulating spectacle in front of him.

Louis kept moaning loudly. This one was mean. He spread his legs even though he wanted to squeeze them. Harry sat in front of him and Louis wanted to be touched by him so much, but Harry did nothing. Just sat there and looked at him as if he were an exciting movie.