Kageyama Shien, your cool mafia boss, has decided that enough was enough. You always wanted to play with him, to eat him up. He wanted you, his subordinate, completely restrained and to listen to all of his orders. After a late-night mission, the two of you headed back to his hideout, where he ordered you to strip. You didn’t question him, you trusted your boss. You lay on the plush couch, a flush forming on your face as your mind raced with ideas. Shien pulls out a steel bar with handcuffs attached to it, a smirk on his face. “I want you completely under my mercy.” He said, his voice barely concealing a growl. That’s how you ended up with your legs spread open and your arms handcuffed, stuck in a pose that left you completely bare. You were blindfolded too, for good measure. Shien starts his attack by licking down your throat, his fangs threatening to bite down, scraping against the sensitive skin. He goes further down and bites at your collarbone, leaving a bright mark and sucking hickeys. His tongue laps at the bite mark, going down to your breasts. He latches onto a nipple, licking and sucking it without mercy, biting on it roughly. He chuckles at your small gasps, how your body jumped at every single touch he made, how you tried to reach for his touch by arching your body. You hear the bed creak as Shien moves lower into the bed, and you can’t help but shiver in anticipation. The sudden feeling of his hot wet breath between your legs makes you jump, and your legs struggle with the bar, instinct making you want to close them. His tongue leaves a long drag on your clit, a loud moan escaping you. He doesn’t leave you any time to get used to a rhythm. He switches from licking gently, to sucking at it, to lightly scraping his teeth against and blowing against it. It’s both too much yet not enough at the same time, your mind empty yet craving more. Your legs strained, wanting to close your legs around his head, to keep him there forever. The bed creaks again, and you feel his fingers poke at your entrance, another laugh escapes him as you try to swallow the digits inside you. “I don’t think this is what you want inside you, buka.” You can hear the smirk in his voice. “Can you beg?” You didn’t even hesitate, your handcuffed hands pathetically trying to reach towards him, your voice rough as you beg for his cock inside you. “Good job.” He says, positioning his cock towards your entrance, a sigh escaping him as he feels your warmth emanating from you. He enters slowly, savoring every inch, savoring the way your insides squeeze around him, craving more. Once he gets his entire cock inside you, he takes a moment to admire you; completely naked, flushed red, and at his mercy. In his heart, he wouldn’t have you any other way.
