Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 20 - Eustass Kid x cisfem!Reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: cisfem
Character: Eustass Kid
Vibe: NSFW Consensual
AU: BDSM AU
Prompt: Contractually Obligated

Summary: You lost a bet with Eustass Kid, your current, by law, contracted Dominate. Now you're paying that price.

Content Notes: tickle torture, foot worship, edging, dom/sub relationship - I mean, it's a BDSM AU folks, bondage furniture, mdni

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

"Okay, so I sit on the edge of this chair," you say, seating yourself on the custom furniture. It was a little like a recliner, but locked into the reclining position, and there were supports on the side that your ankles would get locked into.

Above the rest of you.

"And then put my legs up there?"

Kid nods. "Yeah, here, I'll help." He has you lean back as he lifts your ankle and sets it in the padded brace. With the first one in place, it's easier for you to put your other ankle in the other slot. Kid brings the top plate down and turns something, locking the plates, and your feet in place.

You could feel your heart beat picking up speed. You were a little more exposed than you had expected, but the anticipation was also a turn on.

He grabs some nearby hemp rope, far too small to be used for bondage as you knew it, not without cutting into your skin, and Kid wouldn't hurt you like that. He pulls your socks off and you yelp. There's a grin on his face as he focuses on tying your toes to the brace individually.

"The point was for me to worship your feet. You thought I was going to do that with your socks on?" Amber gold eyes look down at you and you feel your face flush.

"I... I just... I mean... it's feet." You finally manage with a sigh.

"Your feet aren't feet." He says, and you're aggravated you understand what he means by that. "You, and your feet, are cute." He works quickly, securing every other toe - enough to keep you from moving your feet too much.

"Besides," he starts, a dark look on his face. "Even cuter is your laugh." He moves like he's going to tickle you and you're giggling nervously even without being touched. The dark chuckle as he steps away without doing anything makes your stomach knot.

He comes around to the sides of the chair and starts securing you in other ways. Adjustable belts secure your arms to the arm rests, and straps across your shoulders, stomach, and hips keep you snug against the cushions.

"I wasn't expecting so many restraints." Your voice is shakier than you'd like, but you're not using any of your safe words.

"More for your safety than anything else." Kid explains. "You wriggle so much I'm worried you'll break something before I get what I'm owed."

You pout, but you can't argue.

Kid's always treated you fairly. You entered into a contract with him almost a year ago, and despite his rather intimidating demeanor, you don't regret that choice. The Submission Contract would be up for renewal in a couple months, and you could either cut ties, renegotiate, or sign a level two contract. The only step between what was considered the casual relationship you had now, and effectively a life-long bond.

Once you're secured, Kid starts to strip.

"Uh...?"

"What? Don't like what you see?" He questions, knowing the answer to that question already.