And the Kink Goes On

Nijuuichi: Tickled Pink

Saturday arrived and I had finished my deliveries, none for Kaiba, but that didn’t matter. I arrived at the mansion and parked by the back door once again.
The door opened and I was led to the library, where Kaiba sat in one of the smaller couches, his arms stretched out and his one leg perched leisurely across his knee.
“You finished early.” He asked without making it a question.
“Yeah, I kinda lost an account, Kaiba-san. But, he was a jerk anyway.” I explained as I stood in the middle of the room waiting for instructions.
“Then, no great loss. Now, about your clothes. . . .” Kaiba said, his eyes raking my body and I took the hint to quickly undress, folding my clothes as he watched me. It was odd, and I was surprised that I didn’t get hard by having him watch so intently.
When I was stripped Kaiba handed me a towel and as I wrapped it around my waist, he stood from the couch.
“So, what shall we do about the lack of interest?” he asked as his hands slid up my thigh under the towel. I felt a shiver run up my back and a twitch to my now semi-hard member. “Better. Save the rest for later. I think you will need it,” he said as he moved away and indicated my pile of clothes. “Bring them and follow me.”
I whisked up the pile and rushed to shadow my Master as he negotiated the halls and led me to a previously unused bedroom. Inside a body was stretched out on the bed, naked and tied to the posts. The head of the man was covered by a mask, leather and blinding, and a red satin sheet hid everything of interest.
I knew it was Ryuuji, but only because of past experience.
Kaiba stopped me just inside the door and stared directly into my eyes. I had seen him look so intent in the past, and it was spooky up so close.
Then, he moved away and with him went the towel.
I stood naked, watching Kaiba saunter across the room and stand at the foot of the bed. I watched as he dropped the towel onto the floor and sent a fingernail from the heel of Ryuuji’s left foot to the ball and the foot twitched in its bindings.
“Mmmmnnn!” came a protest from beneath the cloth gag that was stretched through the diceman’s lips.
“Ticklish.” Kaiba informed me and he repeated the move causing the foot to twitch even harder.
“Grrrghh!” Ryuuji added to his previous complaint. Kaiba smiled.
His finger moved away and his hand caught up the edge of the sheet and pulled it away.
Now, I could see the diceman in all of his glory, including an engorged member standing up proudly. And next to his hip, a long white feather, the kind that came from an ostrich I think. Kaiba picked it up and ran it through his fingers.
I watched it as it compressed down to fit and then blossomed out when released.
My eyes glued to that feather as if my life depended on it.
Then, Kaiba pulled it out of his fingers and held it out, just over the tip of Otogi’s dick, where the ends of the barbs danced happily.
Otogi wiggled at the tiny torture and My little soldier decided to stand at attention.
“Just imagine how this would feel.” Kaiba said as he brushed the feather up and down the straining digit and caused ripples of motion along Ryuuji’s skin.
I was caught up in it too. I watched that feather, feeling it as if it were riding along my skin instead of Otogi’s and my cock bobbed as the organ I watched tangoed before me.
“Come here.” Kaiba called and I was pulled across the room by imaginary ropes that seemed to draw me directly toward the fluffy white movement.
I stopped between the diceman’s feet as Kaiba drew the feather up and down his thighs, causing a great deal of squirming and fidgeting.
The torture that it must be. I found myself craving it, too.
Kaiba seemed to sense this as he lifted the feather from the other to hold it up in front of me. I watched it sway from side to side and then felt it brush down my chest. I held perfectly still as it worked its way to just below my navel and rested there.
“I want you to take my feather and do what ever you want with it.” Kaiba said putting the end in my hand as he stood and stepped around me.
I looked down at it as I felt the warmth of Kaiba standing directly behind me.
I held the soft plume to my belly and brushed it across the tip of my organ, feeling the tiny touches that teased at my sex.
Kaiba stood still, breathing over my shoulder as he watched me. I could feel him like a feather touching my back and it added to the stimulus.

The feather moved as I shifted it up and down, over my dick and balls, tickling and teasing, torturing and pleasuring. The only thing missing was my Master’s assistance. Then, just as I was about to explode, my hand was stopped and the feather taken away. I froze as I felt Kaiba press against me.
“Crawl over him.” He ordered and I slowly moved to comply, climbing onto the bed and straddling Ryuuji where he lay.
I could feel him stiffen as I knelt over him, with my knees on either side of his hips and my hands holding me over his face.
He relaxed but I was sure it was only because he forced himself to.
Kaiba stood between my feet and I knew he was moving, but couldn’t see. The feather had been placed on the bed between Ryuuji’s thighs.
A hand reached out and stroked my length, keeping me hard as movement continued behind me. I wanted to look, to peek, but I was a well-trained slave by now and kept still.
Ryuuji shifted under me and I could only assume that he too was the victim of some form of manipulation.
Then, I felt the feather rise and caress my ass, softly ticking along my cheeks and dipping between. Kaiba’s one hand held it as the other stroked me gently.
“I want you to take him. I want to watch, my slave.” He said, and I closed my eyes.
The words drew a picture that shot waves of pleasure through my body and it was too much to add the view of Otogi, bound and gagged, blindfolded before my eyes.
The hand released my organ to grasp one of my ankles and lift it, shifting it between Otogi’s thigh, then the other followed.
“Lift his hips and put a pillow under him.” Kaiba ordered, still in charge as the feather continued to move, now poking between my legs to stroke my need in a not very helpful way.
I obliged my Master, lifting the narrow hips of the diceman and propping him up on a small stack of pillow.
Now the feather moved away, I could feel it as it shifted down my leg and rested near my foot. Kaiba’s hand landed on the small of my back, shifting me forward. I felt the tip of my dick as it brushed against the globes of Ryuuji’s balls.
I gasped.
The feather was laid across my shoulders as Kaiba lifted my hand and pulled it between my body and that of Ryuuji. I felt his hand curl mine into a near fist and leaving one of my fingers free he shifted me onward.
“I managed to lube him, but we were waiting for you, so he isn’t prepped. You do it.” He ordered as my finger felt the slick curl of muscles at Otogi’s entrance and I was pressed in.
Ryuuji gasped around the gag as my finger slid into the well-coated opening and I twisted it inside.
I felt the muscles contract around my digit and pulled out until I could add another finger to the first and press them back into the warm tightness of the recesses of Otogi’s ass.
After three fingers had made their way into the orifice and stretched the muscles, Kaiba lifted the feather and leaned over my shoulder. “Do it.” He said grabbing my hips and holding on, the feather riding along my side.
I pulled my hand free and positioned my cock at the now well-prepared opening and pushed forward.
Oh, My Fucking Gods!!!. That has to be the single best thing I have ever felt!
Ryuuji shifts a little under and around me and I can hear the soft moan that rises around the fabric of his gag as he rolls his head back and I am looking at the smoothest expanse of pure pale neck I have ever seen.
Did you ever notice how long his neck is and that his Adam’s Apple is more round than pointy?
I find myself staring at his neck and chest until I feel him shift under me again and I roll my hips around a little.
Gods, I can feel his dick twitching against my stomach and his legs are stiff against my inner thighs.
My cock is heating up and so I pull back a little to give it air, but that just makes it feel too cold and I have to shove it back inside. The cushioned flesh draws me in and tightens around me.
I am in sex heaven.
Then I feel his legs moving, jerking around a little as he starts to groan out something I don’t understand.
“Unfph. Urghhh!” and another twitch.
I have started moving again, as I am drawn on by the feeling of him moving under me.
Suddenly, I know why he’s doing all this wiggling. Kaiba is still fucking around with that feather, cause it is now moving up my leg and across my ass. I’d get pissed, but it feels kinda neat. I mean, it tickles and makes me shift at weird times, but that just makes me shove in again, and gods, that feels so good.
The feather has moved down to our feet and I feel it again as the bed shifts under my knees. Kaiba has crawled up behind me and now I know what he wants.
“Gods, you look so sexy doing that. Mind if I join you?” he asks as he uses his featherless hand to push between my cheeks and start working at my hole.
It only takes a few more strokes to get me ready and then he is pushing in behind as I drive into Ryuuji . I can feel him filling me as I am being stroked by the muscles of Ryuuji’s ass and it’s starting to overload my mind.
I am getting close, the burn of my orgasm rolling into the lower part of my gut as I am pushed harder into the ass below by the thrusts of the dick in me.
It doesn’t take long to feel Kaiba shallow out his movements and then reach around me to grab hold of Ryuuji’s forgotten cock.
Three brisk strokes and the poor guy is finally allowed to cum.
His ass clenches as he shoots across my stomach and that is all it takes.
I feel like a firecracker just shot off in my head as the force of it overtakes me and I stiffen up to release into the heated opening of Otogi’s tight hole.
It seems to take forever to finish shooting into that glorious clenching flesh and Kaiba has been pounding into me even harder as he is drawn along over the edge to fulfillment.
I drop onto the bed followed by the millionaire who has now dropped the feather onto the floor near the bed.
“Holy Shit!” is all he says.
I agree completely.



---Oh, boy! I am besieged with requests for the next chapters, and I do not want to disappoint, but I am kinda stuck between kinks.

Poll time: *Arghhh*

Okay, here it is, and three votes wins (cause I know that this is a big deal).

1. Wax (Candles to light our way)
2. Wink (This one is a bit odd and I would need to bring in another player)
3. Puppy (Oh, the cliché things We All think of here)
4. Milking (Not Mooing)
5. Black Lace (Um, yeah.)
6. Foot Fetishes (Oh, the possibilities!)