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Just Treat Me Like That [Part III] - Chapter 37
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Mark smirked as he asked, “what am I being punished for?” He stepped closer to Taekyung and added, “was it the little stunt I pulled at the office, or was it the making you jealous earlier?”
Taekyung did not respond instead he said, “get in.” Mark looked down at the floor, trying to avoid Taekyung’s fierce gaze. Taekyung walked inside the bedroom and closed the door. He walked closer to Mark and placed his hands over his waist. “Remember your safe word.”
Taekyung moved his hand from Mark’s waist over to his chin, making him turn his face to the side. He brushed his lips against Mark’s and added, “these are just the consequences of your actions.”
Taekyung took a step back without kissing Mark’s lips, leaving him with the desire. “Undress and get on the bed,” he commanded. Mark slowly undressed just like Taekyung demanded. Mark slowly walked to the bed while Taekyung stood behind him.
He turned around and said, “is it too late to tell you that I love you?” Taekyung let out a soft chuckle. “I love you, too. But those words won’t get you out of your punishment.”
“It was worth the try.”
“Perhaps.” Mark turned around once again and made his way to the bed. He sat on the bed, waiting for his next order. “Go on.”
“What?”
“Touch yourself.”
“What?”
“Don’t make me repeat myself, Mark.” Mark slowly leaned against the bed and looked to the side. He wrapped his hand over his **** before giving in a few strokes. “Spread your legs; I want to see your hole.”
Mark obediently did as he said as he closed his eyes, thinking that he would die of embarrassment if he made eye contact with Taekyung. “Why aren’t you looking at me? I didn’t blindfold you because I thought you liked looking at my face.”
“I do like looking at your face, but this position is embarrassing.” Taekyung got on the bed, making Mark stop his movements. Taekyung placed his hand under Mark’s chin, making him look at him.
He traced his thumb over Mark’s lips and said, “you are taking too long.” Taekyung leaned close, pressing himself against Mark. Mark let out a soft moan before Taekyung proceeded to undo his pants.
He pulled down his pants along with his boxer briefs. He brought his lips closer to Mark’s ear and whispered, “you shouldn’t have provoked me.” Taekyung placed the tip against his entrance. Mark placed his hand over Taekyung’s chest, trying to push him away. “Stop. It will tear,” he cried out.
Taekyung ignored his cries and slowly slipped himself inside Mark. “Stop. Don’t,” Mark cried out once again. “It hurts. Take it out.”
“You should have loosened yourself when you had the chance.”
“Just take it out! It really hurts!” Taekyung pressed a peck against the corner of Mark’s eye, on top of the teardrop leaving his eye before saying, “you will feel better soon.”
“Taekyung. Please! It hurts!” Again, Taekyung ignored his cries. He slowly began to move his hips as Mark tried to push him away. Taekyung grabbed Mark’s wrists and placed them above his head, placing his face centimeters away from Mark’s. “Behave.”
“Ah!” Mark let out as Taekyung harshly thrusted inside of him. Taekyung grabbed onto Mark’s hips as he quickened his pace. Mark placed his foot against Taekyung’s strong chest, trying to push him off.
Taekyung grabbed Mark’s ankle, pulling his foot off his chest. He brought Mark’s foot next to his face, placing his ankle against his shoulder. Taekyung looked down at Mark until they locked eyes.
Taekyung turned his head to the side after ensuring Mark was looking at him. He pressed his tongue against Mark’s foot, trailing his tongue over the back of Mark’s foot. Mark let out a breathy moan as Taekyung continued his ruthless thrusts.
Taekyung let Mark’s ankle rest over his shoulder as he gripped his hips. He moved one hand from Mark’s hip and wrapped it around his ****. “Wait. If you touch me there-.” Taekyung began to stroke Mark’s ****, earning a series of moans from him.
“Ha… ****,” Taekyung huffed out. “Taekyung- I’m close.” Taekyung leaned closer and said, “let’s *** together.” He pressed his lips against Mark’s, enveloping into a kiss. They passionately kissed as they climaxed at the same time.
After Taekyung pulled out, he fixed his pants and stood up from the bed. He looked down at the man panting heavily on the bed before walking to the cabinet on the side of the room. After getting the things he needed, he walked back to the bed.
He placed the items on the bed while keeping a crimson cotton rope in his hands. He grabbed Mark’s hands and pinned them above his head. Taekyung tied Mark’s wrists together before tying them to the headboard.
“What’s all of this?” Mark asked. “I’ve been too lenient with you. You deserve a proper punishment every once in a while,” Taekyung answered. Taekyung stood back up and grabbed another rope and walked to the corner of the bed. He tied the rope around Mark’s ankle before tying it to the bed. Then, he proceeded to do the same with his other ankle.
Once Mark was tied to the bed, Taekyung walked to the side of the bed once more. Mark looked up at him and tugged on the rope restraining his arms. “Don’t you think this is a bit much?”
“I don’t think you mind it though. If anything, you seem to be enjoying this punishment way too much. Or maybe you are just a pervert?”
“How does any of this make me a pervert? You are the one enjoying this,” Mark uttered. “Oh? I think you should try to be more honest with yourself, Mark. Just look at how hard you are.” Taekyung sat on the edge of the bed, meeting Mark’s gaze.
He placed his hand on Mark’s thigh without breaking eye contact. He trailed his hand up Mark’s thigh, reaching the spot between his legs. He slowly slipped two fingers inside Mark. Mark softly tugged on the rope as he let out a soft moan.
Taekyung separated his fingers before twisting his fingers, rubbing his fingers against Mark’s walls. Then, he replaced his fingers with a vibrator. He looked at Mark and said, “you’ve already orgasmed once, but you still owe me many more orgasms; that’s your punishment, after all.”
Mark gave him a perplexed expression before letting out a moan after Taekyung powered on the vibrator with the remote he held in his hand. Taekyung leaned closer to Mark’s face and pressed a peck against his lips.
“Any objections?” He asked. “No,” Mark responded. “Good,” said Taekyung before kissing Mark’s lips. After separating from the kiss, Taekyung grabbed the obsidian and crimson gag that was seating next to him.
After placing the gag on Mark, Taekyung stood up from the bed. “Since you can’t use your safe word, shake your head and we will stop.” Mark nodded. Taekyung smirked and walked back to the cabinet.
When he walked back to the bed, he was holding a crop whip in his hands. He slapped the whip against his hand, making the sound of the leather hitting his skin echo around the room. He walked closer to the bed and placed the whip under Mark’s chin.
He slowly trailed the whip down Mark’s body, reaching his chest. When the leather came in contact with Mark’s sensitive skin, he let out a soft whimper. Taekyung lifted the whip from Mark’s body before softly hitting Mark’s ******.
Mark let out another soft whimper before Taekyung traced the whip over his ******. Taekyung trailed the whip to his other ****** and did the same before reaching his hand into his pocket and turning up the speed of the vibrator.
Mark tugged on the rope and curled his toes as the speed of the vibrating toy inside him intensified. Taekyung trailed the whip down Mark’s frail body, reaching Mark’s abdomen. He hit Mark’s stomach, leaving the mark of the whip against his skin.
Taekyung hit him once more, getting another whimper from Mark. He hit him again, earning the same reaction. He then trailed down the whip, pressing the whip against Mark’s ****. He trailed the whip up and down Mark’s entire length before pressing the whip against the tip.
Mark tightened his grip on the rope binding him to the bed as his ****** began to coil on his lower abdomen. Taekyung circled the whip over the tip as he reached into his pocket again. He placed the vibrator at maximum speed, making him ******.
After Mark orgasmed, getting his juices on the whip, Taekyung turned off the vibrator. He retrieved the whip and brought it closer to him. He pressed his index fingers against the crop whip, coating his fingers with Mark’s ***.
Taekyung brought his fingers closer to his mouth without breaking eye contact with Mark. He tasted Mark’s juices as he continued looking down at him. Taekyung hummed at the taste before saying, “that was your second ******. But you still owe me many more.”
Taekyung walked to the nightstand next to the bed and laid the whip on top of it. He opened a drawer from the nightstand and picked out two ****** clamps. He got on the bed and sat in between Mark’s legs. He placed the ****** clamps on Mark’s nipples.
Taekyung leaned down and placed a peck against Mark’s abdomen. He wrapped his large hand around Mark’s **** and gave it a few strokes. He looked into Mark’s eyes as he pressed his lips against his ****.
Mark tugged on the rope as he looked to the side. He looked back at Taekyung when he took the tip in his mouth. He let out a grunt and curled his feet. Taekyung looked back up, meeting Mark’s gaze.
He reached into his pocket and turned on the vibrator, placing it at the maximum speed. Once more, Mark tugged on the rope. Taekyung smirked and placed Mark’s **** inside his mouth again. He swirled his tongue around Mark’s **** before sucking at the tip.
With one hand, Taekyung stoke Mark’s **** as he sucked at the tip. He pressed his tongue against the back of the head before trailing his tongue up and down Mark’s entire length. When Taekyung reached the tip once again, he swirled his tongue placing Mark’s **** in his mouth.
Taekyung met eyes with Mark and deep throated his ****. Mark’s eyes forced shut as he came into Taekyung’s mouth. Taekyung swallowed Mark’s seed before sitting up. He reached into his pocket and powered off the vibrator. He brought his fingers to his face, wiping the corner of his mouth.
“That’s three.” Taekyung stood up from the bed and walked to the cabinet on the other side of the room. He opened a drawer and took out a candle and a box of matches. He looked back at Mark. “Do you remember your safe word?”
Mark nodded. “Just shake your head if it gets too much.” Taekyung placed the indigo-colored candle on top of the cabinet before grabbing a match from the box of matches. He lit the match and placed the box back in the drawer.
He lit the candle and blew on the match before placing it on top of the cabinet. He grabbed the candle and walked closer to Mark. “Let me know if it gets too much.” Taekyung reached for the remote control in his pocket and powered it on.
Taekyung sat on the side of the bed and held his hand over Mark’s body. He slowly turned his hand, letting a few drops of wax fall on Mark’s chest. Mark curled his hands into fists and threw his head back. The burning sensation combined with the vibrations of the toy turned pain into pleasure.
He looked at Mark as he let a few more drops of wax fall on top of his stomach. Mark pulled on the rope and let out a grunt. Taekyung looked at the teary-eyed man on the bed and leaned closer to his face.