Kinktober2023 Day 24: Begging + Sensory Deprivation
Pleading Guilty
for Kinktober2023 by Annika Sage Ellis
contains: bondage, hand-jobs, minimal oral sex, vaginal penetration/PIV sex, dom/sub, cis/trans, angel/demon
dysphoria warning: Pride is a trans man whose genitals are described with the following terms: cunt, folds, clit, hole. Please use discretion if these words will trigger any dysphoria.
Pride secured the last restraint around the bedframe, pulling the nylon strap taut. He checked the cuff belted to Justice’s ankle, sticking his fingers between leather and skin.
“Too tight?” he asked.
“It feels fine to me,” Justice assured.
“Good.”
Pride stood back, making sure everything was in order. A naked Justice was spread-eagle on the bed, all four limbs tied to their respective corners. A thick eye-mask blocked his vision, black with red trim. Tied down, blind, and all his to play with.
“Are you ready to get started?” he asked. Justice turned his head at the sound of his voice.
“Yep,” he replied, smiling adorably. Pride almost didn’t want to burst his bubble, but he would have plenty of opportunities to see Justice do something cute tonight.
Pride carefully leaned over the bed. “That’s not the right answer,” he said. Justice flinched when he spoke, unable to realize he was getting closer. “Try again. Are you ready to start?”
He swallowed. “Yes, Pride.”
“Good boy.”
Pride kissed him and swallowed up a little noise of surprise along with it. Justice got with the program fast, mouthing back at his lips for a deeper kiss. Obliging the silent request, Pride hooked a finger in his mouth and pulled it open, molding their faces together. He swirled his tongue around and Justice sighed hotly, ready to accept what he gave already. When Pride separated, he tried to stretch for more.
“I’ll be right back,” Pride said, tapping his nose.
He didn’t have to go far to get the lube, but took his sweet time anyway. Each step was another second Justice had to wonder where he was, what he would do next. It was another chance to remember who’s mercy he was under. He took the opportunity to shimmy out of his clothes, too—Justice not knowing he was naked would make for a fun surprise later.
“You know,” Pride said, sauntering his way back, “I think you were made for this kind of scene.”
“Really?” Justice asked.
“Yeah, obviously.” He hopped on the bed. “Because justice is blind.”
Justice sighed heavily, but there was a smile on his face. “How long have you been waiting to use that one?”
“Since I met you.”
Pride popped the cap on the lube, and whatever retort Justice had died on his lips. He crept closer on his knees until he could sit between Justice’s widely-spread legs. His cock stood upright, waiting to be touched. Pride squeezed some lube onto his palm, more than usual.
“Justice,” he said, deceptively casual, “do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes, Pride,” he breathed.
“Are you sure?”
Justice whined a little. “Yes, Pride, please touch me.”
And he did. Pride cupped his hand around his cock and stroked it, root to tip. The copious lube made it an easy job, sliding up and down with almost no friction. Justice moaned gratefully, the visible half of his face slack in pleasure. Pride continued his steady strokes, enjoying the way his foreskin moved under his slippery hand.
“Does that feel good?” he asked.
“Yesyes,” Justice replied, in a breathy mutter. “S-so good.”
Hot pre-cum streamed from his tip, providing more lube to work with. Pride pulled back the foreskin and palmed the head. Justice whimpered at his touch, stomach jumping with his erratic breaths. When he was satisfied, Pride transitioned to using both hands to stroke, extra slick with pre-cum and lube. With twice the coverage, he enveloped Justice’s cock, encasing him in slick warmth.
Justice squirmed and whined, trying to buck his hips. Pride scraped his bottom lip, watching with lidded eyes. His cunt throbbed, wet between his legs, but he couldn’t give away the surprise yet. He kept going, stroking down hard.
“Is this enough?” he asked. “Do you want more?”
“Please!” Justice gasped. “Yes, Pride, I want more, please.”
“That’s sweet, but—” He stroked hard to emphasize it. “I don’t know what to give you unless you tell me.”
Justice whimpered, pulling his restraints in vain.
“Come on, you can do it.” Pride watched him closely, dipping his head low.
“I—I wa—ahh!”
He moaned loudly as Pride sucked his tip, swirling his tongue around the edge of his foreskin. Hands still pumping, he lapped at the head of his cock, salty pre-cum mixing with the taste of lust. A familiar, favorite flavor of his.
“Please, can I be inside you?” Justice managed at last.
“Hmmm,” Pride pretended to think. As he stroked, he slowly took one hand away. “I don’t know if you’re sure.”
He whined desperately. “P-please, Pride, please, I want you so much.”
“What do you want the most about it?” With the hand he stole, he slipped his fingers between his folds to rub his clit. “Do you like how it feels? Do you want my cunt all around you, Justice?”
He couldn’t speak, moaning and nodding. Pride wasn’t nearly done, rocking on his own hand.
“Is it how I fuck myself? Do you want to feel me bouncing on your pretty cock? Do you want me to fuck you so hard you come inside me, hm?”
“Yes, please, please!” Justice keened, arching his back as high as the restraints would let him. “I want it, Pride, I want it so, so much.”
Hearing him beg made him so wet. Pride rubbed himself faster, laughing low in his throat. “Oh, I bet I know what it is. You want to hear me when I’m fucking myself, don’t you? You want me to moan for you like this.” He bounced on his knees, jostling the mattress. “Yes, Justice! Oh, yes, you feel so good inside me! Yes!”
By now Justice was a mess, breathless from want. His cock was thick and hot in Pride’s hand, stroked for so long, but never enough to come. As a final tease, he stopped stroking, hovering over it and lining it up to his hole. But Justice didn’t know that—all he knew was that Pride had stopped moving, and he practically sobbed.
“Please, Pride, I want it,” he pleaded.
“One more time,” Pride breathed, flicking his clit fast.
“P-please, Pride! I want you, I want all of it so much, please, please I want to be in you.”
As sexy as it was to jerk off and listen to him beg, not even Pride could resist forever. Without preamble, he sat down, sheathing Justice’s cock inside his cunt. Justice choked, frozen in shocked bliss. Pride groaned, riding and rubbing to the look on his face.
“You asked so, so nicely,” he said, sliding up his cock slow and coming down fast. “Now you get what you wanted, J. Because you’re such a good boy.”
Justice shuddered head to toe, and Pride felt it. He cock throbbed inside his cunt, radiating warmth through his body. He bit his lip and rode faster, bouncing on it like he promised to.
“Shit, you feel so good,” he moaned. “You’re so good to fuck.”
A whimper was his only response, but Pride didn’t push it. He was too focused on roughly fingering his clit and pounding himself on Justice’s cock. Every bounce drove him deep inside, hitting the same, incredible spot over and over, and Pride didn’t dare stop. Justice thrashed on the bed, blindly tossing his head every which way, overwhelmed.
“Fuck, fuck, yes,” Pride breathed, tipping his head back. “Fuck yes, Justice, you’re—such a—good—boy.”
Justice’s cock twitched inside him. He came a second later, mouth locked open in a silent moan. Pride clamped down on him, shivering as he felt the cum spill into his cunt. He rubbed his clit hard and fast enough to chafe, but he couldn’t stop, aching for release.
All it took was a little rattle of Justice tugging his cuffs. He clenched around his cock again, groaning, rocking on his hand to ride through it.
In the aftermath, both of them sweating and panting, Justice said, “I like this mask.”
“Yeah?” Pride said.
“Mhm. I can go to sleep now, and you’d never know.”
“You just told me.”
“Oh yeah.”
They snorted in exhausted laughter together. Pride collapsed on his chest, leaking between his legs, but too boneless to clean it up.
“A nap sounds nice,” he mumbled.
Justice rubbed his cheek on the top of his head. “Can I have my arms back first?”
