Challenge (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Thirteen- Punishment

Chapter Thirteen-

Noel

Dax hums softly and pulls out of me before tucking himself back in his leathers and zipping them. "Noel?"

"Yes, Master?" I ask curiously, turning to face him.

"You came." He tells me. Scooping a bit onto his finger before bringing his hand up to lick it off. I blush at the sight, and it only gets worse when I feel his c*m start dripping out of me. "You didn't ask permission."

"Oh... f**k. I'm sorry, Master." I mumble quickly. Luckily, he picks me up and carries me out of the room before the lights turn back on. I don't know how I'd feel about being seen covered in c*m.

"You've been such a bad Pet today, baby."

Once we get into the playroom, he puts me on the bed and stares down at me for a moment. "What am I going to do with you?"

I know the question is rhetorical, so I don't answer. I just look down at my lap as he moves around the room, getting everything he'll need. After a minute or two, he drops some things on the bed before wrapping a blindfold around my head before I can really look.

"Do you trust me, Noel?"

"Of course, Master. I'm sorry for cumming without permission. I didn't mean to disappoint you. I just wasn't really thinking." I mumble, but he just pets my hair.

"I'm not angry with you, but I do need to punish you so that you remember not to do it again. Do you understand?" He asks, running his hands across my body to show me how he wants me positioned. Punishment position.

I hate this. My wrists are cuffed together and attached to the bed and I'm on my knees with my forehead against the pillow and my ass resting back a little bit. I want to be the best submissive ever. How can I do that if I make little mistakes like this?

"I'm going to use the belt, okay? After each one, I want you to count and say 'I'm sorry Master. May I have another?'"

"Yes, Master." I answer, frowning as I wait. I jump a bit when the first one comes down on my ass. It doesn't hurt that bad, but knowing that I disappointed Dax makes me feel terrible. All I want is to make him proud and please him. "One. I'm sorry, Master. May I have another?"

He swings the belt, hitting in different spots each time. He avoids hitting my spine, and makes sure to keep each hit pretty light. Despite his kind and gentle treatment, I still have tears pouring down my face.

Dax has made me cry from both pain and pleasure, but part of me knows that this isn't supposed to be a painful thing. It's more of a mental punishment, forcing me to understand that I didn't live up to his expectations. He knows that my disappointment in myself is far worse than any physical punishment he could give me.

"20. I-I'm sorry, Master. M-May I-"

"That's the last one. You did very good, Noel." He informs me, rubbing his bare hands over my stinging ass and back.

I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my lip to hide my crying from him. I'm the one that f****d up, and now I'm crying like a baby. My tears keep flowing more and more. I just got my collar and now I feel like I don't even deserve it.

He takes the blindfold off and turns me so that I'm on my back, forced to look up at him. He wipes my tears and leans in to kiss my cheek.

"Are you okay, Baby? Did it hurt? If you were feeling that bad then why didn't you use your safeword?"

"I-I'm fine. I just... I just didn't want to disappoint you. I w-want to be the best sub you could ever have, but I keep messing up little things that all the other submissives can do so much better than me." I cry, clinging to him when he sits on the bed and pulls me into his lap.

"Listen to me, Noel. Don't ever compare yourself to other subs, okay? They can be better at some things, but they aren't you. I want you, Noel." He insists, laying me back.

He turns me onto my stomach and grabs the soothing cream for the few welts that the belt left. He starts to rub it on, making me think. I really don't mind how some things we do leave marks on my body.

At first I hated the thought of being marked by anything. Even if I knew I could handle and even enjoy the pain of it, I didn't want to be cut or burned. I didn't want to do anything that could break skin. I didn't even like Dax leaving hickeys on me for a while, but now the thought doesn't bother me much. I want everyone to know that Dax is mine and I am his.

"All done, baby. I wanted to do a bit more, but if you're still feeling bad then we could hold off on it." He offers.

I shake my head quickly and sit up, enjoying the sting on my ass. "We can keep going. I want to."

He smiles and leans in to kiss me. Before pushing me back on the bed. He uses rope to tie my legs to my thighs so that I'm stuck, unable to stretch them out. He rubs my skin gently as he puts it on and goes as far as to kiss all the way up to my lips. "I love you."

"I love you too, Master." I answer honestly. I do love Dax.

He's being very gentle now, making sure to whisper how good I'm doing as he massages me lightly to relax my body.

"You seemed interested in the sounding rod when you saw Sky using it on Dimitri. Would you like to try it?"

I think for a quick moment before agreeing. "Sure. It seemed a bit painful, but I trust you."

He grins and ties my wrists to the headboard. He grabs a few things after positioning my body with my thighs pressed to my chest and them spread slightly so that he can see every part of me.

"What are your safewords?"

"Temperance to slow down and Transparency to stop, Master."

"Good. You'll need them."

His words make my eyes widen a bit. We've done a few scenes that he knew would get intense, but the way he said it now is different. He's going to push me as far as he can until I really can't take anymore.

For some reason, the thought only excites me more. I want him to do as much as possible to me.

"This sounding rod is rubber and releases electricity through it." He informs me, holding up a thin but long piece of rubber with ridges on it.

"Wait. That won't fit in there, Master. My d**k hole doesn't go that deep or stretch that far."

I whine looking skeptically at it. It's longer than my d**k. If it goes all the way in then where is the rest going?

"Oh don't whine. It's only 10.5 inches, and it's easy to take out, so if you hate it that much then you'll be able to safeword and I'll take it out. Although I would like for you to try it." He tells me, stopping to sit on the bed and stare at me, waiting for my consent.

He's done this a few times. One time he tied me up and told me what he was going to do, but I didn't say anything until I noticed that he was waiting. I asked what he was waiting for, and he said 'Verbal consent'. Something about the way he said it so respectfully turned me on even more.

"I'll try it. You always have a way of making me feel amazing, so I'm sure it will be great."

"I'm sure it will too." He tells me, leaning down to lick up my c**k. I moan softly when he sucks on the tip, making it start to harden. He swirls his tongue around a few times before dipping it into the hole a little. He pulls back a moment later and grabs a bottle of lube from the pile of things he brought.

He coats the sounding rod in lube before lining it up with the hole in my d**k. I wince and clench my teeth as he starts to push it in.

It hurts. That much is easy to tell, but I'm not quite sure if it's good or bad yet. The more he pushes it in, the more I teeter back and forth between pain and pleasure. By the 4th inch, I want to scream and moan at the same time.

"f**k! Ah... it hurts. Oh, god! It feels so good." I whimper as tears start forming in my eyes.

"Don't tense up. Though I ought to remind you that you can't c*m with this in. I guess that means that you don't have to ask for permission because this time you can't c*m until I allow you to." He hums into my ear, kissing the spot below it as he pushes the rod in deeper.

Master rubs my hip gently and tells me to relax each time I tense up. He's good at making me calm although sometimes I want to scream at him. I doubt that he's had a 10 inch piece of rubber stuck in his c**k.

"You're taking it all in so good, baby. You almost got all of it." He points out. I look down and notice that There's only about an inch left before it gets to the little remote at the end.

I moan loudly and arch my back as I finally let a few tears drip down my face. "M-Master. It feels too good. I need to c*m. Take it out."

"No." He answers simply, leaving it inside of me as he uses his slick fingers to push into my hole. He slowly fingers me, stretching me for a few minutes before pulling his fingers out. "You're so cute, Noel. Any time I put something in your hole, you just suck it in like you're begging for more."

I moan loudly, feeling my mouth pool with drool when he lines his length up with my hole. I may be obsessed at this point. I love his c**k so much.

I had s*x a lot before we got together, but since I walked into his office my ass has been craving him constantly. It gets annoying. I can't go two hours without wanting him, and resisting my urges is so hard.

"Please, f**k me. Master, make me cum." I beg shamelessly.

He smirks, teasingly slipping the head in before pulling out. "You never seem to get embarrassed, Baby. Be more specific. I like hearing you beg for my c**k like the little slut you are."

I smirk right back at him, keeping eye contact despite knowing how rude it can seem. "Please f**k me. I want your huge c**k inside of me. f**k me so hard that you reshape my walls to fit you perfectly and I can still feel you slipping in and out of me when I wake up tomorrow. f**k me so deep that I can feel you in the back of my throat and then shoot so much c*m into me that you could get me knocked up even though I'm not a chick. f**k me like you hate me, Master. Hard and rough. Make me cry."

His eyes widen, but he wastes no time slamming into me so hard that the force makes my whole body move a few inches.

"Ah! f**k, yes." I scream, feeling more tears build up as he complies with every demand I made. Hard, deep, and rough.

I'm not concerned about the other people I've had s*x with before. Back when I was with them, some of them seemed pretty good, but Master Dax is on a whole different scale. I'm not sure if it's because of the dom/sub thing, if it's because his c**k is bigger, or if Dax is just more skilled, but he can have me melting like putty in his hands with just a few thrusts.

"You're such a dirty little w***e, aren't you, Noel? Begging me to use your body like you're just a toy for me to play with."

"Y-Yes, Master! Mmm... m-more." I moan, letting my tears fall freely as I continue to let out shameless noises that I'm sure people in the rooms next to ours can hear. After a moment longer, Dax reaches down to push a button on the sounding rod, causing a electric current to shoot through my c**k as it vibrates.

He's going to kill me.

"Master! It's t-too much. Please, can I c*m? Please!" I scream as my legs start shaking and my body tenses. If he doesn't pull it out soon, I'll have a dry o****m which is the f*****g worst.

"Not yet. Hold it." He demands, thrusting into me harder. Judging from his actions and the sound of his voice, I'd say this is the most turned on he's been during a scene.

At this point I'm crying non stop with my mouth pouring out moans that are so incoherent that I don't even know what I'm saying. I'm practically going crazy with the feeling of his c**k ramming into my prostate while the sounding rod vibrates and sends electricity right down my c**k.

The only worrisome thing is that my stomach is starting to feel warm. I'd know that feeling anywhere.

"W-Wait. Don't take it out!" I shout when he grabs the end of it. I'm never embarrassed. I'm usually totally unfazed by anything, but I'm sure of this feeling in my stomach. If he takes it out I'll have to piss.

"Why not? I thought you wanted to c*m, Baby." Dax teases as if he knew this would happen. As a matter of fact, he's still thrusting into me. He pulls it out just a few inches, making it even more apparent how bad I need to pee.

"N-No! I... I have to..." I trail off and turn my head to the side, trying to hide my blush.

"Oh, baby. If you want me to stop you'll have to try harder than that. What's wrong, Pet? You can say it, can't you?"

"Dax..."

I jump when he smacks my thigh and thrusts into me especially hard. "That's Master to you. Don't forget who owns you, Noel."

I roll my eyes and clench around him, trying to get him to be as frustrated as I am. I want to c*m but if I do then... god, that's so embarrassing. How is he so amused? I'm sure he doesn't want my piss all over the sheets.

"I'll pee if you take it out, so just don't. Please? Dax, it's so embarrassing." I whine.

Since Dax hasn't bothered to slow down or be more gentle, I'm practically shaking. My body is trembling and my legs are shaking more roughly. My lower half is aching too. My tears are streaming freely and my mouth is hanging open, pouring out endless moans. It's a wonder I haven't passed out. This is definitely the most intense scene we've done.

Dax glares down at me and uses one hand to wrap around my neck, squeezing tightly to pin me to the bed while cutting off my breath. "Keep pushing me and I'll f**k you into a coma."

I blush and squeeze my eyes shut when he uses his other hand to pull the sounding rod out even more. There's only about an inch left in. I feel like my stomach is going to explode. "Master! I really c-can't control it. Please, don't take it out yet."

He looks at me for a moment, taking a split second to pause and allow me to tell him if I really want to stop. I was worried when we first started doing intense scenes. I thought I'd forget my safewords, and a few times I have, but Dax is very good about reading my emotions. He can tell when I'm at my limit even if I don't say it.

He leans down to press his lips to my ear. "Shh, baby. I know your body far better than you'd think. It's alright." He assures me.

After he whispers his comforting words in my ear, he pulls back to thrust into me a few more times, eventually bottoming out and filling me completely.

My eyes roll back when he pulls the sounding rod out completely. I don't even have the time to comprehend what happens because the pleasure is so intense that everything goes black.