Title: Mozoquista declining
Chapter: 6 / 13
Rating: Over 18 years
Language: English
Banda : Dir en Grey
I do not know, probably never will .. I do not make money with this, believe me, and no, not my property ...
Foreword
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter VI
walked holding onto the walls as best he could as the effects of alcohol took over his entire body making threatening encounter in every corner to avoid at all costs that come with all parts of his department. "I will not take and never" thought with little awareness that still remained. As she walked she smiled and recalled the drummer who that night was especially sweet, sighed thinking about how he really wanted to declare it be with the blonde that had no doubt. Finally (miraculously?) Had reached the door, but now was the key that will make things difficult insisted on not wanting to get into the groove than he turned around, even trying with all the keys you want to have any enter " shit ... fucking door open yourself "
- Totchie, you want to help you? - a familiar voice whisper behind. For a second thought Shinya. He turned the best and could focus their eyes in the dark. A tall man with black hair and dressed all in white was standing just behind him.
- Fuck me, go away, pronounced the words slowly and were made completely foreign. Try again put the key in the door knob but instead played to move from time to time and no human power to keep it quiet.
- we, in peace do you want? Or do you leave to sleep out here? - Approached a little more and take the key with his hands and at one point opened the door without any effort. Toshiya I look between angry and relieved, at least you could throw on your bed and sleep the sleep intoxicated.
"Thanks," and entered reluctantly stumbled to his apartment. Desperately seek his favorite chair and let him fall without resistance on soft material that gladly received him, resting his head and fixing his eyes on the ceiling.
-Estas muy ebrio Totchi- dijo el hombre de blanco cerrando la puerta tras de si. “ justo lo que me faltaba…. ” Pensó Toshiya aun sin voltear a mirarle- ¿quieres que te prepare algo?
- gracias por abrir la puerta… pero ya te puedes ir… no quiero verte…- nuevamente su voz le resulto extraña, intento levantar la cabeza pero de repente el mundo comenzó a dar vueltas así que prefirió dejarla tal cual la tenia, recostada on the couch.
"Do not be so, I'll make coffee, trying to be nice but the player he was exasperating.
"I told you to go. You do not understand .... - Had begun to speak out, had to calm down .... He felt those steps closer to the chair and appear slim figure in his field of vision. River fun, suddenly felt as if it was he who took the reins ... but now he was immune, I had given up those pleasures.
"Tell me you've done to treat me this way" She felt weak and that was because of her love. Toshiya's words hurt him more than any bodily injury, in the flesh. There was the peliazul lying with his head down but with his piercing eyes staring.
- What makes you think I've done something? It just broke our agreement, and has no reason for you here, Toshiya tried again to get up this time successfully. Felt that the effects of alcohol passed slowly, and his body seemed more stable and the world had stopped spinning around-go, go away, do not want you here.
- Do not tell me that, "I could not stand it ... things were not going as he wanted. He had spent two hours in the dark and cold night waiting bassist to come home to talk and it just missed him like a dog.
Toshiya way as best he could to the door with clear intentions to take his troublesome visitor but a strong hand stopped him halfway and forced him to roll. A face full of sadness, staring at him, his hands were closed most heavily on his shoulders and gradually shortened distance between the two bodies. A tender kiss her lips grazed. React almost instantly, turning away abruptly oppressors arms, lips, the man who treated him for first time with this delicacy. " because I do this! Do not you see I'm dying for you? "white man lost his patience but would not give up that easy. Toshiya grabbed again by the shoulders and pulled him with increased violence towards his own body stealing another kiss, the more savage, more full of desire. Bassist unsuccessfully twisted the hands of their oppressors who were beginning to hurt but most moving I could not let go so he gathered all his strength and gave him a well-aimed blow to the knee. While his goal had been to the crotch of her attacker had suspected the movement and had eluded all but bass player modes knee had beaten on the side which made him let go immediately. Toshiya be free to take advantage of the escape (I'm not sure where) but a few steps again felt hands grabbing those damn hard but this time he held the hair. He began to shout to be let go and throw fists as best he could considering his state of drunkenness that made him wobble a bit when suddenly a pain made him stop and be silent. His executioner was dealt a tremendous blow to the face that he had made his nose bleed and then a knee to the stomach caused him to lose all the air and balance. Before reaching the ground a further blow smashed into his aching body and then everything started to be blurred, increasingly dark until it could no longer see anything.
a voice he recognized as Kyo was what forced him to open his eyes slowly he felt dizzy but this was not intoxicated. " nice Kyo you arrive." When I try to move he felt pain in his ribs hit product but the worst was to note that his hands were restrained behind his head. Panic took possession of his soul to see that his executioner was sitting there looking at him without seeing him, stripping his body slowly. Toshiya At that time he realized his own nakedness. How long had lasted unconscious? Where was Kyo? Looked around looking for him but only found the darkness of your room. Her battered body lay on his bed and his hands were tied to the top of this. The music was loud but he had not noticed this until then, was there from which came the voice of Kyo, "soko no aru wa Kibou no tobira no ai shita mono subete okiwasure" had not no more in that room, was alone at the mercy of his tormentor.
- Toshiya not look at me with those eyes ... you've been tied up before Do not you remember? - His voice was calm. He rose slowly and approached the body of the bassist who instinctively turn away as he could given his position and its limitations.
- Let go, Toshiya tried to hide her terror, could not appear weak before his executioner know this is over.
- but if what I feel is beyond our deal ... goes beyond what you can imagine ... - while uttering these words her cold hands roamed the musician's arms, down to her neck and torso. The little time I lasted bassist unconscious had enabled him to undress without any problems and now could see that beautiful body defenseless.
-but if this never try to feel! It was just sex, just ... let go, even though trying to move the hands of his executioner roamed every inch of your skin and dangerously approached her sleep sex.
-never try to feel eh ... - These words enraged because he had always felt something more than mere physical attraction bassist. Her nails began to dig into the soft skin of the bear leaving a trail for every corner petting- Could it be that you could never feel for me?
-no-no to alcohol and effect on your body as the imminent danger situation warranted the correct use of all their senses and their brain. " maybe if I say that I can love me release was" trying to reason but that uncomfortable sensation on the skin did not help anything. There was pain in the strict sense of the word as his executioner on several occasions he repeated the same action by Aruna, was more confident of knowing what would come next. I needed to escape, but if I loose ....
- Who do you think I am? A stupid child? HA! You know I will not let their tricks child-only infuriated him more and more, the advantage of playing with his feelings ... and see that body lying there made him want to devour him, to do theirs.
put his lips to the arms immobilized bassist and slowly ran his tongue length with making the musician's body tensed. Lasciviously that language was traveling slowly and carefully the smooth skin of the bass in contrast to that caused heavy damage to his executioner nails.
Gradually this was fixed by rotating the body of the slave at first resisted unsuccessfully, moving, shaking screaming her lungs out, shouting drowned by the voice of another musician most powerful lungs. Toshiya now lay on its side in a position that allowed the executioner access to intimate areas of your body, their wrists tied behind his head were hurt because of the movement and unnatural position which had been forced while his legs were immobilized by heavy dark-haired tips lying right behind him. This position favoring the bassist in several ways, at least I thought in a vain attempt to be optimistic, because although it is more uncomfortable and painful at least would not have to see the face who gives him such ill-treatment and Likewise avoid being kissed. His executioner was also satisfied because it could consider the long back of the musician and her butt firm. With his hands would shape the muscular (but not so muscular) body of his slave, by driving nails into the soft parts and savagely kissing everything in their way. Toshiya had stopped moving. " not cry, do not cry ... you know that excites him more ... stay still ... soon all will end " tried to think of many things but his mind could not fly away from your body even though he so desires. The music suddenly changed its tune ... now was denser and recognized without any effort the first song where he used his fingers to play bass ... then could not hold back the tears. There was the damned fate cazándole, making him pay all their sins " You asked for it, you brought him here ... you taught him to play with you .... "
He certainly was excited, he felt in his hard member nailed to the base of his back, his breathing became more and more agitated and those excited him even more tears. With his hand caught Toshiya sex and began to masturbate vigorously, squeezing a little more base, moving at a frenetic pace that I knew from experience was what he liked to his slave. Although this is the accurate mentally resisted fondling her body had begun to react, its Member triumphant beginning to lift which does not go unnoticed to the executioner who began to move more quickly, whispering unintelligible words. Toshiya had her eyes closed trying to get away from there but all I could think about was the presence of his friends in the room watching him with lazy eyes while he was humiliated and insulted, their presence in ethereal form, its presence in Shinya playing his music ... the drums, slowly stroking the guitar Die, Kaoru making love to her and Kyo Ganesa with that sweet voice singing words grotesque, that message was hammered in by little in every corner of your soul ...
quickly, with no preparation and a thrust member of his executioner tearing fiercely inevitably penetrate inside. He felt a strong pull and a warm liquid seeping from entry to his legs. It hurt terribly but the man did not wait a second that would accommodate but instead desperately began to move without leaving the swollen member Toshiya. This was completely lost, pleading in his mind. Then try not to hear those words in the voice of Kyo but he could not, in their minds were already drawn "saa watashi wo ki ga Sumu Okashita pope made no mono I ...." Many sensations seized your body, desolation, anger, grief, shame, but the worst lay martyrdom itself rather than the actions of those who had him imprisoned. I wanted to tear the body to the traitor who enjoyed the caresses of a monster, which was swelling, which stood between her fingers trembling that held him and threatened to spill there.
The assaults were becoming deeper and touched a point inside that made him shiver even though he tried to avoid it, at that rate it would betray and face in the hands of that man. Took him by surprise his tormentor retired from inside suddenly, without even having finished leaving a very surprised, relieved and excited Toshiya. " term was bored ... ... ." But how wrong I was. With the same violence they had undergone all night the man turned and the agile movement sat on the hips of the bass, too close to their gender traitor who caught with both hands and then put in your post too slowly. Toshiya could no longer control the tears and twisted trying unsuccessfully to escape, to take his penis away, not wanting to give pleasure but even so that was what he was doing. How I wish the power to continue as the song ... "shinobaseta Are wo tsukitate yatsu fukaku Tsuyoku kubisuji not "... but instead the hands of his executioner clutched tightly in place while keeping the hips of the dark-haired quickly moved deeper into each thrust, moaning words of love false. The bassist did not take long to run to their chagrin. There had been an orgasm, so alone that liquid had spilled white but there was no love, had not shaken, just felt terribly abandoned and empty, betrayed and used. Almost instantly it was the turn of the executioner who died of pleasure as he felt the warm semen inside were moaning like never before and had spilled into the belly of Toshiya who looked dead, lying motionless on the stained sheets. The dark-haired, recovering the rhythm of his breath, he leaned even without the member withdrawn from the bassist and playfully began to lick its own essence. Bassist reacted to feel the wet tongue on your skin and try to move around, take off the weight that oppressed his body.
- you like eh? - the executioner had misinterpreted his movements and thought he was writhing in pleasure.
lift his face hoping to find a trace of satisfaction in the factions of the musician. Toshiya without a second spat with all his might a mixture of saliva and blood that was to give right in the face of his tormentor. This finally retired from his position in a quick movement had taken only a few seconds, to attack their prey slave uncontrollable anger. I had never been humiliated like that. Was delivered to peliazul without asking anything in return, only with love and all I wanted was a little understanding but the damn bass player had just spit in the face. Momentum began to beat him with wanting to disfigure his face that he had fallen angel, wanting to end that perfect body that prompted him to an animal lust, so I hit him until he felt his strength leaving him. It was then stopped and watched the unconscious body of the bass covered in blood. The anger had blinded him so he did not realize that time had stopped moving Toshiya under his body, at what point the anguished cries had ceased, at what point the musician had closed eyes into unconsciousness.
There was resentment, shame or guilt. That night he had said goodbye to the little humanity he had left and everything was insensitive because of a musician who had played with naive intentions of love.
He got out of bed like a robot, dressed not cleanse your body and, without looking back to the bass player, departed, leaving him lying there.
Chapter 7
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