Kneel and Kiss my Boots, Prologue

I want to love you, but I better not touch
I want to hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you, but I want it too much
I want to taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison, I don’t want to break these chains

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I’m caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat

I hear you calling and it’s needles and pins
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don’t want to touch you, but you are under my skin
I want to kiss you, but I want it too much
I want to taste you, but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison, I don’t want to break these chains

Poison…

(“Poison” by Alice Cooper)

“Oh yes… that’s a good puppy…” Malik moaned softly, his beautiful voice dripping with arousal, his breath shallow and laboured. “That feels nice… mmmhh… Keep doing that.”

The stunning male dominatrix lounged on a big, luxurious sofa, which was draped with lots of silk sheets and pillows, and stood in the middle of the small, dimly lit room. His long, slender legs were spread obscenely, granting his audience the full view of his most intimate parts.

A light sheen of sweat covered Malik’s tan skin, his eyes were closed, and his soft lips parted slightly in ecstasy. He wore a laced corset that began below his chest and exposed his erect nipples, long gloves, earrings, and high-heeled boots. All was made of shiny, black leather and latex, including the biker’s cap that was resting on top of his head.

One of Malik’s hands was buried imperiously in the blond hair of a young, naked slave that was submissively kneeling in front of him, encouraging the boy to continue with his duty. In his other hand he held a long, silver iron chain, which was attached to the spiked collar the puppy wore around his neck.

The slave was gently kissing Malik’s inner thighs, trying his best to ignore his own painfully hard arousal. But even if his master would allow him to touch himself, which he surely never would, he wouldn’t be able to relieve himself due to the tight ring around the base of his member that prevented him from finding any release.

The boy winced slightly and a soft whimper escaped his lips when a harsh, impatient tug at his leash told him that Malik wanted him to turn his attention elsewhere. He opened his mouth obediently as Malik directed him towards his slick cock, and licked along the length of the weeping hardness, traced the veins with his tongue, and caressed the sensitive tip, eliciting a satisfied purr from the Egyptian. Then, he took only the head into his mouth, sucking lightly on it for a moment, before releasing the rigid flesh again.

Malik let out an angry hiss at the boy’s disobedience that quickly changed into a moan of pleasure as he felt the puppy’s tongue lapping at his scrotum.

But the slave went even a step further as his mouth once again descended down. Using both hands, he spread Malik open and ran his tongue over the small, hidden orifice in a long, wet lick.

Malik squirmed around on his seat, unable to sit still as the boy literally bathed his crotch in saliva. The cap fell down onto the carpeted floor as he threw his head back, crying out in delight as the boy unexpectedly took his neglected member once again into his hot mouth, sucking hard, while simultaneously sliding one finger deep into Malik’s tight entrance and massaging the small nub inside that would bring his master pleasure.

Malik tightened his grip on the blond’s hair, holding his head in place, and bucked his hips up, forcing his erection deeper into the boy’s mouth and into his throat. The slave choked lightly, which only heightened Malik’s pleasure as the constricting muscles hugged his cock even more tightly.

That was enough to let Malik climax violently and he spilled his seed into the warm, wet mouth that engulfed him.

Panting softly, he waited for the boy to lick him clean, before he stood up and petted the puppy’s hair. “Well done,” he praised. Considering the extraordinary sexual talent the slave had, it was almost a shame that he had to let him go and couldn’t keep him for himself and his brother.

Sighing, Malik picked up his thong from the floor and put it back on, before he walked a little shakily over to a young and very attractive business man, who was leaning against the wall.

“Nice show,” Kaiba smirked arrogantly. Gripping into the jacket of his business suit, he pulled out a thick envelope, filled with cash, and threw it over to Malik. “It seems that you have trained him well.”

“I sure have. He was a stubborn one, it was not easy to make him submit. But don’t worry, now that he’s tamed, he will pleasure you beyond your wildest dreams,” Malik explained, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “Maybe you would like to try him out right here?” he suggested, making a significant wave towards the bulge in Kaiba’s pants.

The brunette nodded, and Malik called the boy towards them to hand Kaiba the chain. Bending down, he brought his lips close to the slave’s ear. “Bye, bye, Jounouchi. Be obedient or I have to punish you.”

Smiling, he exited the room, leaving Jounouchi at the mercy of his new master.

~ TBC ~