"Where the hell is the brat?"

Asami was still at the office, looking at the surveillance video live streaming from the hallway between the elevator and the front door of his penthouse. He had been staring at the monitor for three days now. It wasn't uncommon for Akihito to disappear for days at a time, but normally he would only be gone for a few days. This time however, he had been gone for close to a week, and Asami could feel himself becoming worried. Akihito had refused to live in his penthouse unless the surveillance cameras inside the penthouse were removed. Asami had finally agreed, not wanting to risk anyone being able to see Akihito as Asami thrusted into his small body on every surface inside their home. However, he had refused to remove the cameras in the hallway, recording everyone arriving and leaving. Now, Akihito had not returned to their shared living space for almost a week, and Asami found himself using more time ogling the monitor then on his work. Who would have thought the most feared yakuza kingpin would spend his time worrying about a brat? Just for realizing how much time and space the brat had occupied in Asamis life, the boy would be severely punished when he decided to finally come home.

It has been almost a week now since he had been home, Akihito thinks to himself. He had finally finished his job. Taken the shots, written the article, edited the photos, and delivered them to his boss. He was now looking really forward to a long bath, a beer and some decent sleep. And Asami, he thinks to himself. He shudders as the thought hits him, shaking his head as to shake of the thought. He did not miss the perverted bastard.

Akihito stumbled out of the elevator, towards the front door, walking like a zombie. He was so tired, he just really wanted to sleep. He stepped out of his shoes and walked towards the fridge. Grabbing a beer he made his way towards the master bathroom. Wiggling out of his dirty clothes, he started tapping the warm water. As the tub was filling, he took a quick shower to wash away most of the dirt from his hair and body. Turning off the shower, he made his way towards the now filled tub. Akihito was now over joyed by the insanely big bathtub, as he could stretch out his entire frame. He slowly soaked in the pleasant water, cracking open the can of beer, closing his eyes. He took one large gulp of the beer, and focused on relaxing his tired muscles. It was going to be so good to get some sleep afterwards. No more then ten seconds later, his mind started drifting off into a warm, pleasant nothingness.

The first things Akihito notices is the cool feel of expensive sheets against his skin. He was on his stomach, limbs spread out. He could feel drool coming from his mouth running to the pillow, where there was a wet stain. Yuck! As he was about to turn his pillow over, he noticed he couldn't move his arm. What? He tugged at his arm again, and noticed the feel of leather cuffs around his wrists. Shooting his eyes open, he stared at his surroundings. He was in the familiar king size bed in the master bedroom. The light dancing through the windows, rays of the sun bathing his naked body. The sheets only covering his lower half, he felt nothing else covering his body. The memories coming back, he could not remember anything beyond relaxing in the tub. How had he gotten to bed? Had he walked to the bed too tired to remember it? But then, how had he cuffed himself? Asami! As he stared to struggle against the restraints, he yelled for the bastard to let him go. After some time he could hear footsteps approaching and he turned his head to stare at the person coming through the door. A few seconds later he could see Asami holding a tray in the doorframe. Akihito could almost hear the smirk covering Asamis face as he entered the room. Placing the tray at the bedside table, he gently sat down on the bed beside him. Akihito could feel the dip in the mattress as a hand gently removed some strands of hair from his face. Turning his attention back to the tray, all he could see was a tall glass of water. He instantly felt his mouth drying, and he licked his lips unconsciously. Without a word, Asami reached for his arms, gently placed them over his head so he had enough room to turn him over without having to uncuff him. Placing some more pillows behind his neck and upper back, Akihito was now in some lazy sitting position, with his arms locked in a cross over his head. Akihito glared at Asami for not uncuffing him. Asami only chucked at the response and reached for the glass of water. He led it to Akihitos mouth, helping him drink. Akihito drank eagerly, letting some drops flow down his chin. As he swallowed the last drop, he licked his lower lip again, looking at the tray again. Asami reached for the other object on the tray, revealing a plate with omelet rice. Without a word, Asami started feeding Akihito until the last bite. When the plate was empty, he reached for the glass again. After Akihito had finished, Asami reached for another plate. This one was filled with different kinds of fruit. All pealed and cut into bite size pieces. Apple, strawberry, mango, peach and kiwi. Again, Asami fed Akihito until the last bite. When the last bite was gone, Akihito spoke for the first time. "Uncuff me", was all he said. Asami looked into his eyes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed together and spoke with a deep and serious voice.

"Yesterday, after I came home, I found you in the bathtub, asleep. The can of beer half full and the bathwater was cold. Your entire body was freezing, and your head only inches above the water. You almost drowned", after a long pause, Asami continued "I was only going to punish you for running away from me for several days without contacting me, but then I found you in the tub. You almost drowned, are there no limits to your recklessness?! Now, I will make sure you never do that again, and when I am done, you, my pretty pet, will be oh so sorry", the last part almost purring right by Akihitos ear. He could feel a shiver down his spine in anticipation, but also from the realization of his own carelessness. Looking down, Akihito didn't notice Asamis movements and rustlings beside him. Not until he felt something closing around his neck. Shooting his head up, staring into golden eyes, he started to tug at the restraints again. He could feel the collar locking around his throat, and saw the leash in Asamis hand. With a terrified expression, Akihito stuttered his lovers name, in disbelief over what was happening. No way was he wearing a collar like some pet under Asamis mercy! He could see Asamis trademark smirk reappearing on his smug face with an evil glint in his glowing golden eyes, promising punishment. His wrists and ankles uncuffed, Asami stood up and tugged at the leash leading to Akihitos collar. Akihito could only stumble out of bed on all fours at the force of the tug around his throat. Reaching the floor, he stood up, grabbed the leash with both hands and tugged as hard as he could. Asamis grip didn't budge. "Asami!" Akihito yelled as he refused to walk, still trying to tug the leash out of his lovers hand. However, Asami didn't seem to care, and just stared pulling at the leash, walking towards the bathroom. Akihito could do nothing but follow, still trying to pull back.

When they reached the bathroom, Asami secured the end of the leash to a handcuff. The other end of the handcuff, he locked around the towel holder, so Akihito couldn't escape. He grabbed Akihitos shoulders with too much force, making him wince at the sudden pain. He shoved the brat into the shower, and turned on the water. Akihito watched as Asami undressed himself. The ripped muscles, the large chest and huge shoulders. His tan skin shining with the outline of each muscle. Like silk draped over stone. Asami stepped into the shower, towering over his small lover. Looking into each others eyes, Asami smirked as his arms circled around the small body. Forgetting about the collar for a moment, Akihito moved closer to his lover, leaning into the caresses. Closing his eyes, and bending his head backwards to let the water shower over his head. He could feel large hands stroking his sides. From his waist, down his hips, and the upper parts of his thighs, and back up again. Fingers playing with his skin like a piano, pushing his every buttons. Akihito could feel himself wanting for his lover. Wanting more of what he was giving him. Every place Asami touched, felt like fire. His skin was burning, and he blushed at the thought. Looking up into golden eyes, his own was now hazy with lust. He bit his lower lip as he circled Asamis shoulders with his arms. Asami bent down and claimed his kittens lips in an intense, fierce kiss. They kissed until they finally had to breathe. Asami poured soap in his hands, starting to gently massage Akihitos shoulders. Akihito closed his eyes again, and let out a slow moan at the touch. Asami smirked, as his hands moved up the arms still circling his shoulders. Soaping his arms, noticing a hand fisting his hair. Moving his hands back down the arms, towards the chest in front of him. His fingers dancing over each collarbone, drawing at the outlines of the muscles at the chest. Asami stroked the hard nipples, before pinching them at the same time. He could hear Akihitos breath hitch and the hand in his hair pulled him down for another fierce kiss. He continued stroking, pinching and pulling at the nipples until Akihito let out a muffled moan in his mouth. Smiling to himself, he moved his hands further down, over the belly, dipping a finger in Akihitos bellybutton. Stroking with firm hands over both hipbones and backwards over his hips. Moving his hands further back, to his lovers lower back, he stroked the smooth skin. With a finger he traced up the spine, his lover breaking the kiss and shuddering in a loud moan. Tracing his hand downwards again, the other hand cupping the perfect ass. Pouring more soap in his hands, he started washing Akihitos back and ass cheeks. Asami slowly kneeled down, soaping Akihitos legs all the way from his hips to his feet with slow, long motions. Rinsing the water away, he traced his index finger to Akihitos entrance. He could feel Akihito arching into the touch, giving easier access. Massaging the entrance, without entering, he listened to the shallow breathing above him. Removing his finger, he placed his hands firmly at Akihitos hips and turned the boy to face the wall. Akihito parted his legs and leaned his hands at the wall for support. He closed his eyes and whimpered in want. Asami poked out his tongue. All too carefully he slid his tongue over Akihitos entrance. He could hear a loud moan escape his lovers lips and smirked to himself. He licked more determined around, up and down the hole, making it twitch in anticipation. Akihito could barely stand, his breathing shallow. The hot water still running over his body, with a warm, wet tongue licking him. He hated it when Asami licked him. It felt so damned good, but it was so embarrassing. Asami knew Akihito loved it, but was too embarrassed to admit it. But now, Akihito seemed to be more open then usual, not pretending not to like it. As Asami dipped his tongue inside, Akihitos knees nearly gave out. Asamis hands firmly placed on his hips was the only thing holding him up as he was surrounded in pleasure. When Asami could sense Akihito was near his climax, his balls tightening, and his ass twitching and tightening, he suddenly stopped. He could hear a dissatisfied groan, and some small whimpering sounds at the denied release. Standing up, Asami breathed in Akihitos neck, pinching his nipples once again.

"You are not coming yet. Remember, this is your punishment", purred Asami in Akihitos ear.

"Ah… Asami… Please…" Akihito moaned in response, his mind clouded with arousal. Asami dried them both off, leading them both back to the bed. Placing Akihito back on his belly, he tied the leash to the wall. He pulled both Akihitos arms behind his back and cuffed them. He also cuffed his legs to the bed, spread wide. He places two pillows under his hips for easier access. He took a step back to admire the sight in front on him. His small, sexy lover in his bed, legs spread and ass high.

Akihito could barely hear a pop as the cap of the lube came open, through his hazy state. He could feel slick, cool fingers entering him. "Mmm… Ah! Asami!" was all Akihito could manage between moans, as the two fingers pumped into him. It only took a moment before the fingers were gone again, and Akihito could feel something else pressed at his entrance. It was cold, and felt like silicon. Before he could identify the object, it was pressed into him. A loud moan filled the room as an egg easily slid inside. Akihito made incoherent whimpering sounds as he unconsciously rolled his hips against the pillows. Asami quirked his lips, and with the thumb of his left hand, rotated a wheel on a switch. "Ahh… Mmm… Ah, Asami… Ah!"

Still increasing the strength of the vibration, Asamis chest rumbled in contentment at the sight of Akihito withering in his bed. Asami gently stroked his right hand over the perfect butt. Lifting his hand in the air, and bringing it down again, a loud smack singing through the room. "Ahh!" Asami spanked Akihito a few more times with his hand, before stopping again. Increasing the strength of the vibrator, he started to draw imaginary pictures over the hot and red butt. Ever so gently, he drew his fingertips over the sensitive skin. Asami reached for a leather paddle behind him. Akihito had no idea how Asami got in, he probably just materialized it. Asami smacked it hard over Akihitos ass. Fuck, it hurts! Akihitos body jerked against the restraints, and yelped at the shock of the pain spreading over his backside. Asami continued to spank him. One hit after another. Sometimes, Asami would pause and stroke Akihitos sore ass. After what felt like forever, Asami stopped. Akihito was babbling incoherent words, "Asami… Please, ah… St-stop… Oh, more… Ah, Asami… Please…" Asami placed the leather paddle on the bedside table, and picked up another object. Akihitos eyes was blurry with tears and desire, so he could not see Asami holding a wooden paddle. This was smaller then the last one, and made to hurt more then the leather one. Without warning, Asami swung expertly the hard object over the burning flesh of his lovers backside. Akihito screamed at the pain, it hurt so god damn much! "Asami! What the hell! Fuck, it hurts! Please, Asami, please stop… I'll be good, please stop", Akihito pleaded. "It is supposed to hurt, pet. And when I'm done punishing you, little pet, you will surely be oh so good", Asami purred back. "Then what the hell have you been doing until now?!" Akihito yelled back. "That, my pet, was warm up". The room became so silent, one could hear Akihito swallow in anticipation. Before the sound of the wooden paddle cracked loudly again, followed by a scream.

Akihito had no idea how long it had been. It felt like forever, and just a second all at the same time. He couldn't tell the difference between pain and pleasure anymore. It all blended together, making him feel high and low. He had no words, and all he could utter was moans and sounds. It was like his brain had shut down, and all he could do was feel what his lover gave him. Akihito did not know it, but he was now in a state called subspace. He was utterly incoherent and oblivious to his surroundings. At some point, something changed, but he couldn't tell what. Someone was behind him, touching him. Oh yes, please don't stop! Hands were cupping his ass cheeks, before gripping at his hips. He could hear a familiar rumbling voice in his ear, but he could not comprehend what it was saying. He felt something press against his entrance. He was so turned on, he wanted, needed, release. A hand pinched his nipple, before going down to trace from the head to the base of his cock. It felt like he was going to explode. The same hand let go of his cock and cupped his balls. Massaging them, slowly. He could still feel the pressure against his hole. Fuck, he wanted more. Needed more. It felt like everything was too much, yet not enough. The hand disappeared again, grabbing his hip in a bruising grip. He could feel himself being stretched. The burning sensation of being filled. Oh my god, yes! Please, more. Akihito could feel his balls draw tighter, chasing his release. The cock inside him was so forceful, so big and it was awesome. In one determined movement it drove home. Hitting his good spot hard, his sight turning white, eyes rolling back in his skull. His every muscle spasming, shaking with the explosion of his orgasm. His orgasm was so intense, prolonged with the cock thrusting inside him. He could still feel the egg deep inside him, buzzing, thrusted deeper by the huge cock filling him up. Oh my god it was perfect.

Asami had never seen his lover so perfect. His ass was so perfect. Bright, angry red from the spanking, almost glowing. Round, perk, like it was made to be spanked. Inside it was so tight. He knew that him pounding on Akihito right now would hurt. How him smacking against the sore flesh of his lovers backside would burn, and increase all the sensations in his tiny body. Asami couldn't wait any longer to be inside of him. He couldn't remember the last time he had been this hard. His own erection almost hurt, it was pulsing and ready to explode. He had never seen Akihito this aroused before. His cock was leaking precum like no tomorrow, and he was trembling with need. With one forceful movement, Asami thrust home. He angled himself, knowing he would hit his lovers good spot. Hard. And with the egg still inside, he knew it wouldn't take much for Akihito to reach his climax. What he didn't expect was for it to take so little. His lover was so sensitive, with himself always fine-tuning his responses. Akihito had always been sensitive, but Asami had trained his body over a long period of time, making Akihito respond to everything he did. His touches, his words, his piercing looks, even his smell. He knew Akihito craved him as much as he craved the other. He knew of every single sensitive spot on his lovers body, and Asami had made sure to push every single button. Akihito was now like an instrument only for Asamis use, and only he knew how to make him sing. However, he had not anticipated just how much more sensitive Akihito had become. Because the moment he hit Akihitos prostate, pushing the buzzing toy even further in, Akihito exploded. Asami was caught off guard at this, he hadn't realized just how far he had pushed his buttons. He could feel the silky soft tightness around him spasming, almost dragging himself over the cliff. He could feel every muscle in his lovers body tightening. Akihito had thrown his head back, and a loud moan escaped his lips. Akihito was so beautiful, just perfect. Asami loved the way he moved his hips to meet his thrusts, the way his cheeks blushed, how his eyes were clouded over in arousal, his rosy red lips, lean muscles clutching as he rode out his orgasm and loud moans and screams of pleasure. Perfect.

As Akihito could feel the end of his orgasm, he started to tremble in shock. He was a little frightened at his own response. How he came just from being entered. He knew he was sensitive, and he knew Asami was 'training' his body to respond, but he had never expected this. It was too much. It was frightening, and he didn't know what to do. The whole situation was becoming too much. His lover, noticing his distress, calmed him down. Asami leaned in close over his back, shushing his whimpers and drying his tears. "Ah… Asami… Mmh…", trying to find his voice, "that was so scary. I don't know what happened, and I came just from being entered. Oh my god, that was crazy! Asami…" Akihitos voice gave out and he started to sob, while Asami tried to comfort him, assuring him nothing was wrong. It wasn't scary, and he was such a good boy. So good, so beautiful. He had never seen someone so mesmerizing and amazing as him. As Akihito calmed down, he started to feel good again. He could feel his arousal increasing again. "Asami, ah! Mmm, more, Asami, ah!" Akihito moaned again as he tried to impale himself on Asamis cock still inside him. The egg moved, and caused another moan. Asami started moving again, his erection still rock hard inside the hot bliss surrounding him. He started with slow, strong thrusts, drawing out pleasure from the withering body beneath himself. Increasing speed, making sure to hit Akihitos prostate with every single thrust. Soon, Akihito was moaning loudly again, wanting more. Asami was now moving fast, with strong and deep force. He could feel himself closening in on his climax. Wanting to make sure his lover came before him, he reached for his lovers cock. Pumping a few times, he could feel his lover drawing closer. Gliding his thumb over the head and down the slip, and with a particularly hard thrust, he could feel Akihito tightening around him. Another few hard pushes and he felt himself spilling inside his lover. And just as he did, he bit at the flesh between Akihitos neck and shoulder, grunting his pleasure. He could hear his lover scream his name as he released. Akihito had another intense orgasm and he felt his lover releasing inside him. His sight turned white, his brain couldn't register anything beside the pleasure coursing through him. Before his sight blackened and his body went limp.

Asami had never seen Akihito like that. He was so beautiful. So wanting, and lost in his own desires. Usually, he would struggle and refuse to admit his own needs. As Akihito lost consciousness, he hugged the limp body, inhaled his scent and relaxed. Akihito was his. He belonged to him, and he would never let him go. He carefully uncuffed the brat and cleaned him with a wet cloth. He removed the egg and draped the covers over his tiny frame. He would let him rest some more, Asami needed a drink and a cigarette. The rage still surged him. He couldn't believe the carelessness the brat showed! No one would take his kitten from him, not even Akihito himself. And he would have to teach him a lesson he would never forget. And the look on his face! Asami couldn't remember seeing Akihito so turned on before. He had never spanked him so hard and long before, ether. Akihito had become subject to Asamis excessive dominance before, but not to this extend. And Asami was not willing to let it go yet. He wanted more. Asami had extensive knowledge about bdsm, but had not indulged in it after he met Akihito. He had tried it on Akihito before, but not really dared to proceed, not being sure of Akihitos reaction. Before now. He really wanted more. Deciding, he wanted to see how far he could push Akihitos limits.