Ban x Meliodas bk.#2 Succurance That Separates The Bond

Master

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"Stop, please, I don't want to do this anymore..." Meliodas's eye lid twitches after Hades cut the soft sensitive skin close to his eye. A light rush of blood swells on his cheek dripping a little down smoothly on his cheek, it looked like tears made out of his own crimson fluid.

The blonde couldn't move a muscle let alone trying to keep balance, with the tight bondage holding down his olive skin toned body. And sweat builds thickly on his skin slowly starting to feel sticky. His body temperature goes from hot to cold, cold to hot, and now back to cold. Then to boiling hot, feeling as though he can't breath from the heat. His lungs scream and weeze due to his desperate attempt, gasping. His eyes water and burn at the sensation.

Hades didn't allow the petite demon to wear anything, but simple black nylons with gold frills that go to Meliodas's upper thigh, then to it's lowest point, it goes around the corners of his heels. Rope then has one long strand that is tied up from his neck down to holding his ankles together, but the rope that holds both sides is behind him and has limited length to how far it'll stretch. His back arches with his neck that's forced to be pulled back, and he tenses the longer he's in this position.

Another dry, rough rope has his arms put together in front of his body facing down in-between his thighs covering his groin.

Hades, he demanded to see Meliodas touch himself, or he'll do it for him.

"Touch yourself my beautiful demon, before I do it myself."

Meliodas shook his head; the semen on his lips slowly drip on the sides of his mouth and lips. "No, I don't want to, please I don't... I don't want---" but he knew it would be hopeless. No matter how many times he says "no" the king's patience and irritation only grows more irritated than the last. Hades only let the "no" word slide the first time, but he won't take this one.

"I thought I made myself clear..."

Hades moved his frame stomping all the way to Meliodas that lays in the middle of the dark room. The ground was cold and doesn't feel like home at all, instead it feels like a prison where he can be used for fun over and over. Which is happening right this very moment...

The blonde demon shivers in the fear that creeps up his spine, his skin turns cold as a body that's twice, maybe even three times his size leans over Meliodas's vulnerable state.

Hades took in all the details of what he's done to this little demon and it only makes his grin widely, feeling the pride once more, shocking his body from his head to the tips of his black hair, down to his groin merely to the point of pleasure.

Remembering the first couple of nights of having the power to be able to fuck the living life out of Meliodas; forcing him to sob and cry out, he was screaming the words "stop" and "no please" under Hades dynamic physique. He bit Meliodas's right shoulder in one of their intercourses, leaving a bloodied mark of teeth; recalling to hear an adorable yelp from the petite demon's reaction to the sudden pain on his sensitive flesh. Leaving a specific dark mark, a hickey, on his neck, next to the bite mark.
Dark crimson still bleeds out of Meliodas' stinging hole, after taking in all of his length without any lubrication. And some of the blood seems to stain the rope with the dark red of his fluids that continues to swell and flow out of him.

There was only one thing that kept Meliodas from just ending his life right there and now, after all this painful torment. After all cuts, bruises, burns and blurted out lies to his ears...

Ban.

He was only a human and an immortal one, so it's not a surprise Meliodas will have to wait for some time before he figures out where he is.