#bemixttop

That's my sweet boy. Now close your eyes. Just relax. That's it - fuck. No, no squirming. You know what happens when you struggle, so don't make me hurt you, okay baby? It's just the tip, I know you can take it, it's just the - ah, fuck, that's it, that's what Daddy needs.

Shh, shh, hey, no crying, bud. You stay quiet. I'm being gentle, it shouldn't - shouldn't hurt that much - oh fuck, you're so tight.

Okay. Daddy's all in now, you can relax. No, it's not over yet. It'll be over when I say so. Don't - baby, we talked about this. We did everything you wanted today, right? Well, now it's Daddy's turn to do what he wants. You understand?

Good boy. I'll be quick, okay, I promise, it'll be over soon. Just stay still and - try to go back to sleep, alright? It's always easier when you're sleeping, you know that.

Daddy's gonna start pumping now, sweetie. So no squirming, no crying, and no asking me if it's over yet. Nod if you understand. Good, good.

Such a - hm - good boy for Daddy, that's it, you're doing great buddy, you're - hm - making Daddy feel so good. And you love Daddy right? You want Daddy to be happy, I know you do. I know you - fuck - need it too.

I gather as much spit as I can and spit on your tightest hole. "You know the drill, pet. If you were a sissy, I'll stretch you with my fingers, but... You're not a sissy, are you?" I don't wait for an answer - I wouldn't understand anything anyway - and I line my cock up.

You squeal when I push in, and the gag muffles it all. "That's it - you're gonna take it all the way like a champ," I say as I bury myself to the hilt. "Fuck, you're so tight. I'm never gonna get enough of this. You'd think you'd be all loose now, with how often I drill that hole, but no - still tight as the first time."

Your whole body shivers as you try to fight the intrusion, but I don't let you have the time to adjust. I never do. I pull out and slam back in with force, and again - then there's no stopping this. I rut into you, fingers digging into your perfect ass as I fuck it like it's mine to use.

"That's it, pet - take it like a real man," I grunt, speaking louder to go over the desperate, painful sobs you make. "Be brave for me and take it. I know you can take it - shit, you're clenching so hard on me, babe."

I reach around you to find your little dick and squeeze it. A mewl escapes your throat - I squeeze harder and rub it fast and rough. "Such a good boy," I praise, pumping in and out of your hole, "you love it, don't you? Getting pinned down and fucked like a good little fag - fuck yeah, what a good fucking boy."

I let go of your cock, just to grab the toys we've set aside earlier. I slow down just enough to line up the dildo carefully with your cunt. "Real men can take two cocks, you know," I remind you when I slip the toy in, ignoring you whines. "I know it's a lot, but it's not like you can do anything about it, pup. Better let it happen, or else it's gonna hurt. Come on, be a brave boy for me - here we go, halfway in. I know, it's big, isn't it? But you picked it, so... You're greedy today. You really wanted to be stretched to your limits, uh?"

I stay deep inside your ass, feeling your walls tightening as your cunt is getting filled up by the toy. I shift my hips, blocking the flared base of the dildo so it stays inside, and when I grab your hips to rut into you, both your holes are getting what they need. Each snap makes an obscene wet sound as you're being pounded relentlessly, completely full.

"Fucking amazing," I moan, speeding up the pace, leaving you no time to breathe. "You're so hot like this - you're taking it like a pro. Such a fucking manwhore for me. Let me reach around and stroke your cock while I fuck your puppy holes - yeah, go ahead, wail for me pup, fucking choke on the gag, I don't give a shit. You're gonna take it until I'm done, and I'm nowhere done with you."

Your little dick is all stiff and swollen, you're dripping all over my balls and thighs, and your whole body is shaking. You can barely hold yourself up, and after hours of screaming into the gag, your voice sounds broken, distorted. Tears running down the banana blinding you, hair dampened by sweat sticking to your face - so handsome, such a pretty little man.

Your muffled cries suddenly reach a new high as I pump your dick faster, and - "Holy shit, you're coming already?" I chuckle. "Yeah, go ahead boy, come for me. Squirt all over the bed like the dumb mutt you are - that's it, just let go -"

It's my favorite part. When you have trouble finding your breath, when you're panting frantically and every inch of sensitive skin starts to feel too much. Your whole body twitches and writhes as strong as it can, which is not much, considering the binds, and your moans become broken sobs of despair.

"Just a little longer," I huff, thrusting at a different angle to hit your spots harder. "You're gonna give me another one, pup. That's right, you're gonna come again like a real strong boy, my big brave guy, you're gonna come because I'm not letting you go until you're passed out, understood?"

Pressure is building slowly in my cock as it slides in and out, but I don't wanna come just yet. I lean forward, pressing my chest to your back, and I bite the soft flesh of your nape. I tighten my grip on your hips, hoping to leave bruises, and I suck your skin in my mouth, tasting the salt of it. You don't have the strength to scream anymore, and you just lie there, mumbling and drooling around the gag like a dumb mutt. I keep biting you until you finally come a second time in a pathetic whine.

"Good boy," I whisper close to your ear, out of breath, "good fucking boy - I'm getting close too, babe, I'm gonna fill you up nice and good, just like you need it. I'm gonna coat your tight hole with my cum and we're gonna plug you really quick so you can keep it all inside. Then I'll come back later to breed your boy cunt - or maybe your mouth - shit, I'm gonna cum - take that load you fucking dumb mutt, you needy little faggot -"

I press my forehead against your nape, groaning and swearing profusely as I snap my hips one last time. My dick spills in your ass, filling you up so much it leaks and runs down your cunt. I pant loudly, and for a moment, I just stay there, face nuzzling into your neck.

The closest you'll get to a hug.

But quickly enough, I pull out. I take the dildo out of your boy pussy, so wet it's practically glistening. I grab the plug and secure it, to keep as much come inside you as I can.

I hop off the bed, admiring your body: cheeks slashed and bruised, pussy gaping and dripping, the plug sticking out of your ass like a pretty jewel. Your shoulders heaving slightly with a faint breathing.

I round the bed to get closer to your face and I remove the gag. Your lips are all puffy and swollen, tongue sticking out. I can't help but smile, because you really look like the cutest puppy ever. I take the bandana off your eyes and you squint at the sudden light.

I give you a little pat on the cheek. "You did so good for me, pet. You took a really good pounding. Take a nap now, okay? I'll be back soon for the next round."

Good.

Take your underwear off. They're soaking wet, that's disgusting. Turn around, hands on the wall. No, don't turn your head. Daddy doesn't want to look at you right now. You'll be allowed to look at Daddy when he's done teaching you how to be a good boy.

Now, I want you to tell me exactly how you made yourself come. With all the details. In the mean time, I'm gonna spank that cute butt, and you're gonna count each slap out loud. Does that sound like something you can do, mutt?

I'll only spank you if your hands are on the wall. Take them off, and I'll stop. No talking. Understood?

Go ahead, mutt. You're allowed to speak now. Tell me how you jerked your tiny cock, I'm listening.

Mm, keep going.

Oh, was that spank too rough? Well... That's too bad, baby. There's nothing I can do about it. Daddy's hands are big, that's just how they are. And I know you love it when your butt is all red and sore.

Keep going. Don't forget to count. That's it, good job.

So that's how you made yourself cum, uh. A few rubs, a bit of humping... And you thought Daddy wouldn't notice. Are you at least sorry for behaving like a dumb mutt?

Oh, you are sorry. Is that right? Then why are you moaning everytime I slap your cheeks, uh? You're enjoying this, are you? Being stripped naked, being spanked like a bad behaving stray, being talked down to...

Quiet, now. You're gonna keep one hand on the wall, and use the other one to stroke yourself, just like you told me you did. I'm gonna get on my knees, spread those ass cheeks - fuck, look at that pretty hole. What a shame. You used to be such a good boy, and now, look what you're making me do.

Eyes on the wall, mutt. Reach down between your legs, and grab that little cock. Daddy is gonna tongue-fuck you while you hump your own hand like a needy mutt, and you're gonna come for me like this, because it's me who decides when you come. Understood?

Good. Now, brace yourself pup, because I'm not gonna be gentle. Bad puppies don't deserve gentle licks on their needy holes. Bad puppies need to be tongue-fucked hard and fast. I'm also gonna shove three fingers right up your cunt - no squirming, mutt. Behave.

Remember: hand off the wall if you need to stop.

Spread those legs a bit for me. Go ahead, stroke that dick. Is it hard again already? Of course it is. You're such a fucking slut, aren't you? Yeah, you are - you love it when I pump into your boy pussy like it can take it. Keep stroking yourself, that's right, attaboy.

You like my tongue in your hole, pup? How about - like this? Yeah, you're clenching around my fingers like a horny, desperate mutt. Daddy's gonna make you come with his tongue and fingers, he's gonna make you squirt all over the floor.

That's it baby, moan for me. You're doing good, you're being very brave - Daddy's very proud of his pup right now. Here's my good obedient pup! Here's my good little pet, making such pretty noises while his Daddy has three fingers drilling into his cunt, and fucks his ass with his tongue.

You're getting close, pup? Yeah ? Isn't that good when Daddy does it, rather than when you touch yourself on your own? Isn't it much better to have your dripping boy cunt fucked fast and rough like this? Oh, baby, those moans are filthy, good job, let it all out for me.

God, I need to get my mouth back on you. Daddy's gonna be quiet now, because he's gonna put his tongue back in his puppy's tight little hole. Don't stop stroking that cock - very good, oh you're doing such a good job baby.

That's it, come for me. Come for me like a good little pet - that's it, get as loud as you want - oh wow you're making such a mess, baby, just like I like it. Come now, puppy, come for me, show me how good you are for your Daddy.

Well done, good job! Oh that's a very, very good boy - yes you are. Here, down boy, down on the floor with Daddy, that's it. Lay on your back, I got you. Oh baby, you're shaking - that good, uh? Yeah, you really needed that. You were so, so brave, taking your punishment so good.

It's all over now, puppy. I can even give you a treat, for being such a good boy. Yeah? You want a treat? You can use your words now baby, you're allowed. You want your special treat?

Here, let's - spread your legs up against Daddy's chest, like this. God, you're so beautiful, you look all blissed out. You're sure you want your treat? Daddy doesn't mind if you don't want it, you know that. Oh, you really want it? Okay, puppy, I got you.

I'll keep your legs up so you don't have any work to do. And I'll just - slide it in - here's your treat baby - oh you're eager! I'm gonna give it to you deep and slow, okay? Just like - yeah, that's it baby. Here's my good boy, my perfect pet - that's it, deep and slow. Deep in your needy boy pussy - yeah, I know baby, it's a lot, and you already came, but you wanted your treat, remember?

We can stop if you want, pup. No? You want more treats? Okay then, if you're sure... I'm gonna thrust faster now, okay? Eyes on me, pup. That's it, look at Daddy while he fucks his special treat inside of you. Special treat for a special pup. Fuck, your puppy hole is so tight and warm, you feel amazing...

Where do you want Daddy to finish, pup? All over your chest? Your belly? Your face? Or do you want Daddy's come deep inside you to feel it drip down your legs?

As you wish, baby.

A shiver of terror runs down my spine as my consciousness slowly comes back into my body, assessing. I was panting - but no, not really. Every inhale is shallow. There's nothing to exhale. And even if I'm scared as shit, properly terrified, nothing is throbbing in my chest. No familiar thumping.

"What...what is going on?" I mumble, more to myself than to my captor.

The cold doesn't come from the room. It comes directly from my body. I rub the tips of my fingers together - my skin is like ice. But now that I think about it, it's not unpleasant. The coolness is just sensory information. I don't shiver. Apparently I don't breathe either.

"You're at the first stage of your ascension, pretty thing," the voice continues. "A critical and confusing era - trust me, we've all been there. But you'll come to like it."

My vision adjusts enough to figure out the contours of a face, leaning over mine. Pale, almost translucent. Dark eyes without pupils, colorless lips stretched into an amused smirk, a huge mess of dark curls cascading down as he gets closer.

When he speaks again, his mouth doesn't even twitch. That's how I understand that his words are echoing directly inside my head.

"I freed you from the burden of humanity," he says, and there's something like pride in the way he tells so. "I made you into something greater. And it's an ungrateful task, because you will resent me for this gift - at first."

"What are you?" I dare ask, even if it feels stupid.

"You're not asking the right question, pet. What I am and what you are, those are now one and the same. Apart from the obvious fact that you've been sired by me - therefore, my wishes are your commands."

"Yeah, no - fuck that, man. I'm not -"

"-quiet."

My mouth shuts instantly close, the word like a cold hand pressed over it. I whine and writhe as much as I can, but there's nothing I can do. Above me, the man is still smiling.

"See?" He says - or at least that's what I hear him say in my head. "The bond is already strong. By drinking your blood, I made your will bow before mine. Your body will answer to me in ways you can't even begin to fathom. And when you drink mine, we'll be unstoppable. You'll gain a fraction of my powers, and your new life will begin - one that will last forever."

This is not happening. This is - I'm gonna wake up any second now.

"Oh, you poor thing," the man coos. A hand brushes against my cheek, almost tenderly. "You're still hoping there's a way out. But you must know that I'm telling the truth. Don't you feel it? This... undescribable thirst? Speak," he orders.

And just like that, my mouth opens and I start talking - "I'm so fucking thirsty," and it's true, my throat feels on fire, "but also you're a freak and you're scaring the living shit out of me right now. If you think I'm gonna bend over for you, you got another thing coming, dude."

"Oh my, you're feisty!" he laughs, for real this time, mouth opening enough for me to see the long fucking fangs. "I have no interest in bending you over, pretty thing. However, you're not entirely wrong. I do expect something from you. My...condition comes with a great deal of loneliness, you see."

"So go rub one in your coffin, man, I don't know!" I snap back, trying to move my face away from his hand that keeps caressing my cheek. "Just - drink my blood and let me go, okay? I won't tell a thing - who the fuck would believe me anyway?"

"I've already had my fair share of blood from you, darling. My only goal now is to make sure I don't bring a feral, ill-behaved vampire into the world. My reputation is at stake. And when the thirst, the hunger becomes unbearable, you'll have to control it. There's no going back to your old life anymore, pet. There's only me." His thumb presses against my bottom lip, pulling it down gently. "Open up," he whispers.

And I do. I wish I could resist, but it's no use - what the hell am I supposed to do? He slides three fingers into my mouth, stretching it open. Licks his lips.

"Now, be a good pupil, and suck."

My cheek hollow, and I suck on his fingers like my life depends on it. I don't even have to think about it - it's just what my body does. My tongue moves on its own, licking hungrily, trying to keep up the pace as he starts pumping his fingers in my mouth. The sound is downright obscene. I'm drooling, almost choking on my own spit, and he keeps looking at me with those terrifying dark eyes.

"The hardest thing about a newborn vampire," he tells casually while finger fucking my mouth at an increasing pace, "is to make them understand their place. Despite the bond, newborns tend to rebel against their Sire - open wider. Perfect." He takes his fingers out, only to spit directly on my tongue. "Swallow." Fucking disgusting. "Good boy. Where was I? Ah, yes. The rebellious mind of a newborn is a dangerous thing," he continues with a levelled tone like he's talking about the fucking weather while shoving now four fingers down my throat. "Before you're allowed to drink my blood, I have to make sure you're loyal and obedient. Controlling you is easy, but it runs stale very quickly. Open again."

More spit. Great. It's running down my chin, I bet I have some in my eye.

"Swallow, and say thank you."

"T-thank-you," I hiss through clenched teeth.

The slap takes me by surprise and I flinch from the pain. He's strong. He has - fucking long nails and everything.

"You should address me as Sire."

"But...you just said to say thank you -"

"- politeness is always implied, darling."

And before I could prepare for it, he climbs on top of me, straddling my hips. Oh for fuck sakes - he's naked too. He looks like a lightweight, honestly, all lean and smooth, but the strength of the slap tells me I wouldn't win in a fight.

"By the end of your training-" he continues effortlessly, spreading my spit on his cock - oh fuck.

He...he told me I wouldn't bend over, right? That's what he said. Well thank God for that because that thing isn't human.

"-you will rather be a well-mannered servant," he goes on, jerking the absurd rod of flesh he has for a dick, "or I'll just dispose of you. It wouldn't be the first time I have to kill an infant. I don't particularly like it, but that's the only alternative. Now, be a good useful thing and get hard for me."

I almost laugh to his face. What, he really thinks I can - what the fuck.

"That was quick," he chuckles appreciatively. "Spit in my hand, darling, I'm going to need more."

Eyes wide with horror, I diligently spit into his palm and watch him wrapping both of his hands around our cocks. Mine is rock hard. It's already red and swollen like it's been hard for hours.

"I hope you understand - ah - that your only purpose now is to serve me. Pet isn't just a term of endearment - hm - it's your nature, darling. Oh, that feels really good. I was aching to find a nice plaything just like you, but unfortunately, the men of this century are all extremely dull - ah yes -"

My mind is on fire. I can't take my eyes off his hands sliding up and down, can't control how I'm twitching - and the worst part is that he's good at it. He squeezes our lengths hard, flushing them together, despite the fact that he's twice my size and girth. And it... I can't say it doesn't feel good. I can't say I'm enjoying it either, but...

Nobody ever touched me like that. With passion, with intent - with grace almost.

"Your thoughts are flattering, pet."

"...you can read my thoughts?"

"I sure can, but I don't need to: they're plastered on your face, darling. You'll see that being my infant has its perks. I'll tend to your needs thoroughly, and I'll make you come like nobody ever did."

"You're sick," I manage to spit despite the pleasure building up, "you're - fucking crazy."

"Such vulgarity," he sighs.

When he lets go of my cock, I almost feel relieved. Maybe it's over. Maybe he's just gonna let me rot here forever - but no. He shifts his hips forward, angling my cock towards -

"Wait, wait -"

"Shh, it's alright pet, you're not going to hurt me."

And just like that, he lines me up against his entrance and sinks on my cock. I'm not proud of the sound I made. A strangled moan, desperate and high pitched, as warmness and tightness surrounds me. His body swallows me whole - no prep, no lube, the guy doesn't even break a sweat and starts riding me with an inch of his life.

"Shit," I mumble, looking away to try and escape whatever is happening, "shit, shit - I don't - please -"

"I could easily make you like it, you know," he chimes lightly as he slams himself on me, his monstrous cock bouncing between us. "But where's the fun in that? I want you - ah - to enjoy it as much as I do. Have you ever been in a tighter hole than mine?"

"I...I don't know. Please... Don't -"

"Feel how I'm opening up for you, darling," he says, his hands roaming on my chest, up to my neck. His hair is flowing down all around him, tingling my arms. "Feel how wet I am for you. A nice trick, isn't it? I'm a relentless lover. You'll never have a dull moment with me."

His hands are soft, and the next minute, they're strong. They close around my throat, forcing me to look up to him, rendering me speechless.

"Eyes on me, pet," he orders, bouncing ever faster. "I want to see the look on your face when you spill your seed into me. I know you're close already - it's alright."

"Mmph-"

Black spots over my eyes. Tightness building in my balls, his walls clenching around me like a vice - I can't. I can't hold it, I'm so deep inside him, it's too much -

"Don't fight it, my pretty toy," he whispers inside my head. "Give me your light, now. Give me that life, let it burst inside me - there you go, my darling pet. Oh, I can feel you soaking my walls..."

As soon as I start coming, an uncontrolled sob breaks out of me. I can't close my eyes, forced to look at him, so the tears just fall and run down my cheeks. My whole body twitches and shivers, and I watch him arching back with delight. He moans loudly, obscenely, and when I soften, he lets my cock slip out of him and straddles my chest. He angles his delirious, absurd cock towards my face and pumps it frantically.

All I can do is watch.

"Open wide, pet," he hisses, jerking himself at a pace that isn't human. "Open wide for your Sire - that's it, stick your pretty tongue out. You're right where you belong, darling: underneath me, ready to serve my body. I'm going to paint your face with my come, darling, and you're going to thank me for it."

And I did.

I said thanks.