And the Kink Goes On

Nijuusan: What lengths will he go? Or Blonds have more fun


Actually, I managed two orgasms and Kaiba came three times, twice while I fucked him and once when I was licking him clean.
I was so tired that I fell asleep with my head in his lap.
He must have drifted off, too.
When he woke me up he looked tousled and as he led me to my doghouse, he walked like he’d been drinking.
“Goodnight, Butch. Good boy.” He said as he slid a mesh screen across the doorway.
Inside the doghouse was actually roomy. The base was padded and there was a thermal blanket to keep me warm. I curled up and went directly to sleep.
Some time later, a sound woke me and I shifted to look out the doorway.
The outer room was dimly lit by glow-in-the-dark stars glued all over the ceiling, but there was no movement.
I curled back up to go back to sleep, when I heard something else.
“Hiroto?”
I knew Ryuuji’s voice and though I dreaded this, I couldn’t put it off.
“I’m here.” I answered not wanting to give much at first.
“I would never have guessed it was you.” He said.
“Sorry.” I answered.
“Don’t be. It’s kinda a pleasant surprise. I can think of worse options.” He assured me. “I know why I’m here . . . what has he got on you?”
“Nothin.” I said and Ryuuji snorted. “Hey! I have a pretty good idea what you are here for. You don’t have to and you know it.” I argued and Ryuuji sighed.
“I suppose you are right. It’s easier pretending I was forced.” He sighed, again. “But, really. How?” he continued.
“It started as a dare, I guess you could say. Now, it’s much more. But, there's a little bit of a challenge, like who can go the farthest. Seriously, Otogi, if you ever want to, just say no, okay?”
“Okay, and after yesterday, maybe you should call me Ryo.” He said.
“How about Fifi?” I asked.
“Go to sleep, Butch.”
I chuckled to myself as I curled up and closed my eyes. Sleep came swiftly.
Morning arrived in the form of a slow rise in the lighting of the room and the sound of birds and other outdoor animals.
I assumed it was piped in, as this room had no windows.
No more than ten minutes passed before the door opened and Kaiba came in.
He looked freshly washed and was dressed in some well-worn jeans and a soft looking loose t-shirt and sandals.
“Good morning, my pets.” He called as he came over to our location. The screens were opened and we crawled out, sitting in front of the houses to wait for his orders.
“Come along. I think we need to stop at the hydrant before we have our baths.” He said taking up the leashed and heading for the gate.
After we had relieved ourselves, Kaiba led us to the grooming station and as he hooked my leash to the table, he had Ryuuji crawl up on top.
There was a lip on the edges of the table, and a drain in the center. A hose came out from the side and Kaiba lifted it and sprayed Fifi from head to tail.
Before squeezing shampoo onto the long dark hair, Kaiba pulled out the ties and removed the plug and cock straps.
I watched in awe, as the CEO massaged the soap into Ryuuji’s scalp, bringing up the suds as well as a contented look to the diceman’s eyes. When the shampoo was washed out, body wash went on shoulders, back and buttocks to be rubbed briskly by the firm hands of the Kaiba Corp. Executive.
Ryuuji sounded more cat than puppy, as the water rinsed off the dirt and soap and he purred contentedly.
Lastly, after toweling the diceman off and wrapping his hair in a terrycloth turban, Kaiba took out a bottle and screwed a pointy cap on, before inserting it into the unsuspecting man’s rectum.
Ryuuji squirmed as Kaiba squeezed the bottle, emptying it into the dark haired man, before pulling the tip out and squeezing Ryuuji’s butt cheeks against each other.
As he tossed the bottle into a trashcan under the table, Kaiba released Ryuuji, saying, “Hold that in.” as he went to a cabinet and took out a strange shaped bucket.
Ryuuji’s eyes were rolling up as he held the fluid and I figured his guts were probably curling up by now.
Kaiba placed the bucket under him, spreading his knees and pushing him back till he was nearly sitting on it.
“Purge now.” Kaiba ordered and Ryuuji released the water, cleaning out anything still inside of him. “Good girl.” Kaiba said, taking away the bucket and wiping off what liquid had splattered Ryuuji’s behind.
“Okay, down now.” He said stepping back and letting Ryuuji climb down.
With the cock straps loose, Kaiba held both ends as he led Ryuuji to the side and wrapped the leash around a hook near me. Then, it was my turn.
Once on the table, Kaiba began my bath, which was similar to Ryuuji’s other than the fact that my extremely short hair was no issue. The warm water was calming and the effects of Kaiba’s fingers on my body were hypnotic. I was surprised when the insertion of the douche followed Kaiba’s extracting my tail and I never even felt him remove the knot and ball strap.
I did feel the effects of the washout as it cramped my inner organs and rolled about inside my colon.
Soon, I was leaning up against the top of the pail and, while a comforting hand rubbed my lower back, releasing into it. I nearly sighed in relief as Kaiba cleaned me off with a warm damp towel.
When I had climbed down, the Master led us out of the door and to the next room down the hall.
Here was a beautiful bedroom and it had obviously been used recently.
The dark brown spread was covered with black whorls and tiny words. As I squinted, I realized that it was all the different ways to say dog. Hiragana, Kanji, Katakana, Romaji, French, English, German, Russian . . . . it was all there between the whorls.
Three pillows had been tossed on the floor, their decorative uses unneeded while the bed was in use. One was a white bone, one a red fire truck and the last a black paw print. Around the room were various pictures, statues and likenesses of dogs of every breed, color and age.
Jou would have freaked seeing this room and Ryuuji and I stared in shock.
Kaiba waited a moment before yanking firmly on the chains to coax us along, leading us toward the bed.
Ryuuji climbed right up to be situated by Kaiba who followed. I was last.
The Master sat in a circle of pillows with Ryuuji on his right, head resting on the closest knee and body curled along the bed. I took the other side.
Kaiba lifted a remote and a fancy screen opened to display a T.V. behind it. The news was playing and as we all watched it, Kaiba tossed the turban from Otogi’s hair onto the floor with the pillows and began pulling a comb through the still damp strands.
“I used to want a dog.” Kaiba said as he shifted to the other side of the wet black mop. “I was informed that they were a waste of funds unless they were working beasts.”
A particularly bad tangle occupied him for a while and I concentrated on the weather report.
“The guard dogs that are released at night have been trained not to attack Mokuba or myself, but it isn’t the same.” Kaiba continued after a bit. “Last night and this morning are the closest I have ever come to having a real pet.” He added. “There, done!” he announced tossing the comb onto the nightstand and running his fingers through the drying locks. “Maybe I’ll call some breeders and get Mokuba a puppy.” He mused.
Ryuuji looked up with an odd expression and I was surprised to feel my cock stir at the sight.
Kaiba was staring at the strands of hair in his fingers as I watched them both from his lap, when a knock on the door broke the spell.
“What!?” Kaiba snapped to the closed portal.
“Sir? The meal you ordered?” came a frightened reply.
“Just leave it there.” Kaiba snapped then his face softened and he sighed. “I guess we do need to eat. Wait here, my pets.” He said as he crawled off the end of the bed and hurried to the door.
The cart he rolled in was overflowing with food and he pulled it right up to the bed.
Ryuuji and I sat up, watching him and our mouths watered at the sight. (Him and the food, as his body was well displayed in those clothes.)
“Eat quickly, I have an idea,” Kaiba said and I was digging in before the statement finally hit me.
‘Oh, well,’ I thought, ‘cross that bridge . . .’
When we were finished eating, other needs became more pressing.
I, for one, had to pee and I noticed that Ryuuji was rock hard. Whether from a similar need or something else, I wasn’t sure, just yet.
Kaiba pushed the cart over to the door and out before turning back and calling to us.
“All finished, now let’s have some fun.” He said. “Up on your feet and come with me.” He added heading for the door that had to be the bathroom.
Ryuuji and I rose and followed, the chains dangling against our stomachs as we walked across the room.
“We don’t need these, now.” Kaiba said, unbuckling the collars and tossing them back to the bed.
The bathroom was lavish, like you’d expect to see in a porn flick. White tiles and violet towels with silver handles and hardware everywhere.
Kaiba pulled out a stool and placed it in the middle of the room and patted the soft seat. “Come here, Ryo.” He said and the diceman sat bare-assed on the white vinyl. “Have you ever considered how you would look as a blond?” Kaiba cooed into his ear bringing a blush to his cheeks and an amazing size to his eyes.
I was now completely hard, just thinking about it.
From one of the cupboards, Kaiba produced two tin pails with short chains. He placed them on the counter and continued his rummaging.
When he was finished, he began to move around us.
Soon, he had Ryuuji’s hands secured to the sides of the stool and his ankles to the legs. The diceman sat with his knees bent out and his package well exposed.
I know, because I was now attached to a very strong shower curtain rod, my arms stretched to each end and my legs spread apart to where I could barely stand.
Both of our ballsacks were trapped in leather parachute devices and the tin pails were suspended from them.
Kaiba lifted a short plastic tube and inserted one end into Ryuuji’s piss slit before arranging the other into the pail. Then, he held another up before me.
“Now, if you pee before I am finished it will be your problem. But, first.” He said stepping up and opening his zipper.
He pulled out a flaccid dick and held it over my pail, aiming carefully and relaxing his bladder. The sound of the drops and then a tight stream hitting the metal filled the room for a few moments before he pinched to tip of his cock and turned away. The pail pulled on the ball stretcher and I bit back a moan.
“Share and share alike.” He added bending his knees to finish in Otogi’s pail “There. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Blond.” He said opening another cabinet and pulling out some bottles, rubber gloves and a towel.
I stood silently as Kaiba began bleaching the long strands of black and talking to Ryuuji as he went along, asking questions and getting answers.
My dick throbbed as I held back the morning load of urine and watched a naked man having his hair dyed in front of me.
The weight of the pail was uncomfortable but not painful and I was just beginning to think I would make it.
“And that awful green color was the result. Gozaburo was furious. He claimed I was mocking his precious Noa by doing it and made me stand naked in his office reciting three chapters of my English homework. I was never so happy as when I finally dyed it back to brown. Now, we just leave this on for twenty minutes and we’ll see how it comes out.” Kaiba was saying, when Ryuuji was looking kinda weird.
He didn’t seem to mind the dye job, almost looked excited, but now he looked strained. My eyes worked their way down and I understood why.
His bucket was full and pulling terribly.
The sight surprised me so much that I lost control and soon the weight on my balls was increasing proportionately to the relief in my bladder.
It felt great and it felt awful.
“Oh, dear. You wouldn’t last.” Kaiba was tsking and smiling. “Okay, then I guess you’ll just have to hold those while I get on with it.” And he turned to the cabinets again.
This time he came back with scissors, creams and razors.
I know I turned white as a ghost.
“Time for a morning shave.” He piped up.
Now, I am only seventeen, and I don’t have a lot of body hair, yet. But I am sort of proud of what I have.
“Kaiba-san? What are you going to shave?” I asked, trying to hold back my nerves as my eyes watched him rinse off a razor.
I knew it wouldn’t be Ryuuji’s hair, since he had just went to the trouble of dying it.
“Just . . . . everything, Hiroto-kun.” He purred as he poured cream into his hand and smiled up at me.
Shaving cream is cold.
Very cold.
Kaiba’s hand reached out and touched the stuff to the small patch of hair on my chest and smoothed it in before coating my chin and neck and underarms.
He shaved this all away before moving on and shaving my arms, legs up to the thighs, belly and ass cheeks.
“Now, Hiroto. Do I finish this job?” he purred into my ear as his fingers tugged lightly on the ball stretcher.
I gasped as I got the message and my abused sack tightened up along with the rod above it.
“Y-yes.” I squeaked.
Kaiba smiled as he dropped to his knees and unhooked the pail. He placed it into the shower and unbuckled the device.
Ryuuji’s eyes looked up at me and they were clouded with a look of desire that made my cock twitch.
“Oh, Gods!” I added as Kaiba looked up. He followed my gaze and saw the diceman.
“Patience, Ryo. I’ll be as quick as I can,” he said and Otogi nodded mutely.
The cream went on and the razor began to scrape. He started above my cock and went around it. As the blade touched my balls, it was like lightening coursing up through me.
Then, he moved around me and as he pushed my cheeks apart, I saw the green eyes of the diceman appraising me.
I looked down to see that I was not completely bald; there was a manicured patch of hair just above my cock.
As I stared at it, the razor scraped the hair from my crack and I sucked air in so fast I got dizzy.
A quick toweling was all the relief my cock got before my balls were strapped back and the pail reattached.
It was worse now, as the leather pulled against my hairless sacks. I was panting as the feeling kept me just on the edge.
“Don’t cum!” Kaiba ordered as he turned away. “Now, for those dark hairs on my blond play toy.”
Watching Ryuuji being shaved did not help my aching balls or straining cock, but I managed to hold back.
When Kaiba was finished Ryuuji was completely hairless from the neck down and a bell sounded the end of his hair treatment.
Kaiba poured both pails into the toilet and untied us both, holding up a warning finger that did not need explanation. He had not given us permission to release and we didn’t, not for lack of need, but we didn’t.
Quickly stripping out of his jeans and such, Kaiba pushed us into the huge shower and pulled a curtain around the area. He turned on the water and held up a hose to rinse out the hair dye and let the dark fluid run down the floor drain.
I was surprised as the water ran a deep purple color for most of the time, fading to lavender and then running clear.
Ryuuji’s hair looked golden blond like Jou’s when wet and I knew it would dry a much lighter color.
It looked great.
Next, we all rinsed off and any residue of hair or shave cream was washed away. Kaiba turned off the water and hung up the hose.
“You look delicious,” he said as he dropped to the tiles and took turns licking at recently shaved skin, amid our gasps and cries. The feeling was magnified by the sensitivity of skin so recently bared. “Turn around,” he told me and I did.
I was now facing the blond version of Ototgi as Kaiba’s fingers held my cheeks and his thumbs pried them apart.
“Pay attention. I want you to do this to him.” He told me as he leaned forward.
Warm breath on my hole warned me just before I was probed by a hot, wet object that pushed through and began thrusting in and out.
“Gods!” I yelled as the combined feeling of his tongue doing that on my now bare ass coursed through me. My hands gripped the tiles behind Ryuuji’s head.
“He can’t last, Kaiba-san!” Ryuuji called out as my eyes rolled up in pleasure.
When I opened them, I no longer saw Ryuuji standing before me. He too was on his knees, with Kaiba’s hand holding a lock of his hair. The hand moved up and pulled the now blond head closer until I felt Ryuuji’s mouth encompass me.
That was all I could stand as Kaiba pushed his tongue hard into my ass and Ryuuji’s throat opened for my cock.
I exploded.
Kaiba caught me as I dripped to the tiles and held me on his lap.
“Stand up, Ryo.” He commanded and Ryuuuji did. “Now, Honda. Do it, just like I showed you.”
I crawled to my knees and grabbed the round pads of Ryuuji’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh firmly as my thumbs worked into his crack.
Kaiba rose behind me and I felt his breath on my shoulders. “Taste it, Hiroto.” He said and I leaned in.
The smell of musk and soap filled my nose and drew me on. Ryuuuji smelled so good, I couldn’t wait for a taste.
My tongue darted out to touch the tight pucker and lap at it teasingly. Ryuuji moaned over me as I pressed it in harder, feeling the muscles fight me.
“Oh, Fuck!” the new blond said as I passed through and felt the muscles give way.
“Good idea.” Kaiba said from behind me as he lined up with my already slick entrance.
“Gods!” was my contribution to the conversation as the head passed through.
Once the penetration was complete, I resumed my activities to the sounds of Kaiba’s grunts and Ryuuji’s squeals.
My tongue worked the diceman’s ass as Kaiba pounded into mine and Ryuuji squirmed in my hands.
“Fucking hell!” he yelled as he jerked hard.
“Catch it, Honda. Don’t let him spill on the floor.” Kaiba said as he increased his efforts.
I reached on hand around and cupped it in front of the head of Ryuuji’s cock just as he climaxed and it filled my palm.
“Shit! Ahh! Kaiba-san!” Ryuuji screamed.
“Yes! Catch it! Honda!” Kaiba yelled over my shoulder as he too released into me. “Fuck!” he growled as he clutched around both of us and pulled back until I was sitting on his lap and Ryuuji was on mine.
As we caught our breaths, Kaiba slid out of me and eased me to the floor of the shower. Ryuuji climbed to the side and dropped in the open space. I just sat there, dumbly.
Kaiba smiled widely as he grabbed my wrist and brought my hand to his face.
“Thank you.” He said before dipping his tongue into the reservoir of my palm.

After cleaning up, we returned to the bedroom and curled up in the bed.
Ryuuji had combed out his hair and stared at it for a long time in the bathroom mirror. “Maybe I should cut it shorter?” he had suggested, to which Kaiba replied. “Don’t you dare!”
We slept for a few hours before Kaiba rose and pulled the blankets off of us.
“Time to get dressed.” He said as he led us to the door.
We donned robes and walked behind him to the red satin bedroom where our clothes were neatly folded just as he had told Ryo they would be.
We dressed and then headed for the door.
“Kaiba-san?” Ryo said as we stood at the back door. Kaiba looked up. “About that puppy for Mokuba. I know you can afford whatever you want; but why not take him to the pound instead? Who knows, a mutt might just make a perfect pet. It might surprise you.” Otogi said and I stared at him as he opened the door and went through.
I turned back to see Kaiba looking deep in thought for a second.
“Unlikely.” He said as he caught me staring. “But, stranger things have happened. Good night, Honda.” He said as I backed through the door.
Ryuuji and I walked out the gate and down the street. We didn’t talk and when we came to the point where our paths separated, I straddled my bike and Ryo spoke.
“How far will you go, Honda?” he asked and I just stared at him. He shook his head and turned away. I watched him go, then rode my bike home.


Okay, I know that you were all expecting the lemon to be Kaiba's bitch scene and I'm sorry to disappoint, but I am saving that for something special.
These three kinks - shaving, rimming and cumsucking - were combined to fill a chapter and end the previous scene.
Next chapter is WINK ;)