"That's better. Now..." Again, I gave him three more harsh slaps. I admit...I quite enjoyed being a sadistic bastard. "The safe word is "cookies"...Say it if you need to stop..." I continued to slap his arse until it turned bright red.
Kyung clearly enjoyed this. As he moaned, "D-Daddy...more...", I removed any form of clothing left from myself and slammed myself abruptly into Kyung. As I did this I released a sigh of relief. I wanted to punish the elder more than pleasure myself, so my member had been waiting for quite a while and the sudden pressure and friction took my breath away.
The thing I loved most about these sadistic little sessions were that not only was I able to release any pent up stress...but I was able to enjoy doing it. With my husband. My husband.
After a while of thrusting my speed began to slow slightly. I began to feel the familiar tightness...But I wasn't done yet. No way. I pulled myself out, with a long groan of disappointment from the elder, who must've also been close, and I briskly paced over to a cupboard. Pulling out a large vibrator and a bullet, I raced back over to Kyung. I think I became a little too excited.
I pushed Kyung into a laying position with his legs up in the air. His blindfold was still on, so he had no idea what was going on.
Kyung shook his chained wrists. "Hmm...Sex daddy, whatcha doin' now?" His voice was seducing, slightly lower than usual, and his cute lisp still ever present.
"Surprise..." And without hesitation I held the vibrating bullet against his tip, turning it up to full pace.
At first, squeals and screeches could only be released from the elder's lips, but soon enough they were replaced with moans, whimpers, giggles of pleasure, and pure masochism.
Kyung enjoyed receiving the pain as much as I enjoyed giving him it. As much as I enjoyed it, I still always gave him a safe word. No matter how possessive I am with him, I love him and I don't want him to feel threatened by me.
Kyung and I carried on for hours on end. This happened roughly five times a week. Sometimes more. Sometimes less. But this is the knew us. Soon enough you'll all see why we're like this...We're not freaks like we may seem. But that's for you to find out.
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Daddy: Te Amo (Book 2) ZiKyung ONGOING
FanficA lot has changed since the passing of their band mate and close friend. Zico and Kyung have grown a lot closer. Is it for better or for worse...? You decide.
