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“Binghe…Nhh—”
No response, the only sign that the man had heard him was the tightening of his hands on the steering wheel.
“Binghe!” he whined, squirming in his seat, clutching the seatbelt so hard his knuckles went white. No response yet again. As he was about to call out to the man once more, the vibrations suddenly picked up. He hadn’t even noticed the man’s hands moving to the remote.
“Mmh!,” his quickly hands flew to his face, trying to muffle his moans. His hips bucked, trying to find some relief, something to rut against, to no use. There was nothing for him to use.
“Binghe…g-gonna..” he sobbed out, trying to warn the other of his inevitable end.
“A-yuan,” Binghe said warningly, in a firm tone. “Don’t come, you know what happens if you disobey me.”
Shen Yuan did know, he knew of the punishment he would receive, yet he couldn’t stop the arousal running through his body at the threat of being punished.
“C-can’t—,” he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. From the moment Binghe had shoved the vribrator in his needy hole and forced him to wear it as they went out, he already knew the outcome. It pressed into his sweet spot just right for the vibrations to have him a sobbing mess, legs giving out, only held up by Binghe’s strong arms.
Binghe had edged him all day, randomly increasing and decreasing the intensity for his own amusement, enjoying the way Shen Yuan jolted and tried to hide his needy little moans.
It was a challenge, to see if he could last the whole day without orgasming. It was something they did often, little challenges here and there, but nothing as hard as this one. Binghe took him out to run errands, finding every excuse to delay going home for as long as possible. The amount of times he almost came in public were too many to count. It was embarrassing! But now he was so close, so close to winning. They were in the car, driving home, but deep down he knew he wouldn’t succeed. Binghe always found a way to make him lose. Especially now, Binghe knew sitting made the toy press harder into his prostate, and had purposefully increased the vibrations to watch him struggle.
He was so, so close, eyes tearing up from how hard he was trying to not come. No! He could do this, he wouldn’t let Binghe beat him again! It took every fiber of his being to fight back the approaching orgasm. He could do it, he would finally win for once, they were almost home. Only a few more minutes and he could revel in his orgasm without fear of punishment. He could do this!
It was as if Binghe could read his mind, and know exactly what he was thinking. Binghe set the vibrations to the max, watching with delight as he saw from the corner of his eyes, Shen Yuan's body lock up, trembling as he tried to fight the pleasure abusing his most vulnerable spot.
Shen Yuan let out a silent scream at the sudden increase in intensity of the vibrations, he couldn’t make a single noise. No! He thrashed wildly in his seat, pressing his thighs together to stop himself from coming. He was going to win, he couldn’t, wouldn’t come now— but it was no use, too much, the urge was too strong for him to resist. It was over, he knew he lost as he felt his eyes rolling back into his skull. His prostate was ruthlessly abused. Binghe knew how sensitive he was there, and was using it to his advantage. The vibrations were so strong, too strong. He couldn’t fight it any longer and gave in, forced into submission by the overwhelming pleasure. He let out a defeated moan as he came pathetically in his pants, staining the front. He came hard after being edged for so long. His vision went blurry before he blacked out, slumping in the seat.
Binghe grinned when Shen Yuan's body went limp in the seat and pulled into their driveway.
“I win,” he said, voice smug even if the other wasn’t conscious to hear it. I always win.
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When he finally came to, Shen Yuan opened his eyes to pitch black. Was he blindfolded? Confused, he moved his arm, trying to touch his face but found them restrained. What? Was he tied up?
“A-yuan~,” a voice purred in his ear. It was deep, sultry, a rumble that made his body light up with excitement. “You’re awake.”
“B-Binghe… w-what?”
Luo Binghe laughed at his confused tone.
“This is A-Yuan’s punishment, remember? I told A-Yuan he couldn’t come and what does he do?” He tsked, voice so full of disappointment it made Shen Yuan whimper at his tone. “Disobeying me when I was right there to watch, you’re just asking to be punished, aren’t you.” Shen Yuan wanted to say something, to deny it, but the words, the tone. Fuck he was so hard.
“No matter, A-Yuan will learn, won’t he?” He laughed, “Of course he will, Binghe will make sure of it,” he whispered, giving the ear a teasing nibble, it was a promise.
Shen Yuan waited nervously, unsure of what was to come, with his eyes covered and hands bound, he had no way of telling what Binghe would do next. He strained his ears, listening for any sounds of movement. He could lightly hear the sounds of footsteps as Binghe moved around, followed by the sound of the nightstand drawer being opened and closed. The footsteps got louder as Binghe approached before he felt a pair of hands grab his waist. Lifting him up to allow access to his now hard cock.
He jolted when he felt something cold press against the head, wrapping around it before it slid down. W-was that a cock ring?! Where had Binghe found that!
“Since A-Yuan couldn’t follow directions, maybe this will help him.”
He pushed it down fully, making sure it fit snugly around the base, giving his cock a teasing stroke before pulling away. Shen Yuan almost moaned, but was able to catch it before it escaped him.
Oh god… Shen Yuan was already regretting his actions. This was going to be a long night. But he couldn’t deny he was looking forward to what Binghe had planned for him.
“Hmm.. what should I do? What do you think I should do A-Yuan?”
Shen Yuan knew better than to respond, opting to stay silent instead.
“Nothing? Okay then…”
That was ominous, giving Shen Yuan no clue of what he was going to do next. He had no time to wonder before he felt a hand be brought down on his bare bottom, letting out a startled gasp at the stinging sensation.
“Count A-Yuan.”
He was too surprised to say anything, forcing Binghe to spank him again, harder this time. He let out a weak moan at the contact.
“Count. Don’t tell me you still can’t follow directions.”
He barely managed to stutter out a weak, “o-one.”
“Good boy,” Binghe said, rubbing the red mark his hand had left. Shen Yuan whimpered at the praise.
“Keep going,” the only warning he had before was spanked once more.
“Two…”
Slap
“T-three”
Slap
“A-ah! F-four”
Blindfolded and distracted, he failed to notice Binghe reaching over to grab the remote until the vibrations started up again. How could he forget about the toy stuck in his ass?! He jolted at the unexpected sensation, almost kicking Binghe in shock.
“A-ah!,” it must’ve shifted when Binghe moved him because it was no longer pressing up against his sweet spot. Thank god, Binghe was torturing him enough.
Binghe continued to spank him while simultaneously playing with the vibration settings, clearly finding joy in the way Shen Yuan wiggled on the bed, unable to stay still for a moment.
Perhaps he spoke too soon because Binghe suddenly changed where he hit, choosing to smack him right over his swollen rim, where the device sat firmly. It caused the toy to shift, moving so it vibrated on his most sensitive spot while on one of the higher settings. He couldn’t hold back the shriek that escaped him.
“Binghe!! A-ah—Nnhh!! wait!”
He continued to hit there, bringing his hand down over and over again despite Shen Yuan's shrill screams. Overwhelmed, he totally forgot to count but it didn’t seem that Binghe minded, too pleased by the sounds his lover made to care.
“N-not there!~ Please! Binghe! G-gonnaa~”
Completely ignoring his pleas, strikes only got harder, like he wanted to break Shen Yuan. The only thing stopping him from orgasming was the ring choking his cock, wrapped tightly around the base. Tears formed as he was denied his release, soaking his blindfold as more and more droplets escaped.
“Binghe! G-gonna come! Please!~ L-let me…”
All he got was a cruel laugh in return, “This is supposed to be a punishment remember? How is A-Yuan going to learn if I don’t follow through, hm?”
His pleas turned to apologies, promises that he wouldn’t do it again, he learned his lesson, just let him come. He was babbling mindlessly, so desperate to come that he couldn’t even think.
“A-Yuan learned his lesson?”
“Y-Yes!”
“He won’t come without my permission again?”
“W-won’t! I won’t! Please—“ He sounded so desperate, Binghe almost felt bad for what he was going to do next.
“Hmm..” he pretended to consider allowing the other relief, only to cruelly deny him. “That’s too bad.” Before Shen Yuan could question it, he set the vibrations to the max, letting his palm rest where the toy rested and allowed his body weight to push it deeper, right against his sweet spot. Watching, a sadistic smile on his face as Shen Yuan struggled, howling as he pulled blindly at the ropes that restrained his arms, trying to free himself so he could push the other away. It was too much, body unable to handle the stimulation of the sensitive gland. He writhed, movements involuntary, he cried as pressure built up. It felt like he was orgasming, but it was different. It feels weird—
“Nghh! C-coming! ‘m coming~♡ S-sorry~ ‘m sso sorry—Ugh!!” He slurred, his eyes rolled back behind his blindfold as he orgasmed, stars bursting behind his eyelids. Jaw clenched as he tried to bear through the mind breaking pleasure, he gasped as the pressure didn’t let up. He was still hard.
Binghe watched with keen fascination as Shen Yuan convulsed uncontrollably, cock twitching as he came dry. His cock was still hard, straining against the metal, twitching furiously through his orgasm. He sobbed, puddle forming on the bed as drool spilled from his lips. Mouth opened as he mindlessly spewed apologies for coming.
He soon came down from his high, letting out hiccuping moans as the toy continued to abuse his prostate, it was starting to feel overstimulating. He squirmed as the pleasure soon turned to pain. Oh my god, he just had a dry orgasm. He didn’t even know he could do that!
“A-Yuan came…?”
The voice made him freeze. He sounded dazed, like he couldn’t believe Shen Yuan came dry yet at the same time so disappointed, it made Shen Yuan want to cry. He suddenly remembered he wasn’t supposed to come. And he came during a punishment! He was so screwed.
“W-wait! Please~ I-I didn’t mean to—“
“A-Yuan must enjoy disobeying me… that’s okay, we have all night for A-Yuan to learn.”
So screwed!
With no warning, Binghe yanked out the toy, quickly replacing it with his cock, sheathing himself with one smooth thrust. He groaned at the tight heat enveloping his cock, pulling the body up by the waist so he could better aim his thrusts. He admired the ass presented before him, red and hot marked with his handprints. He purred with satisfaction at the sight, a stark reminder of who he belonged to.
Shen Yuan tensed up, mouth dropping open to let out a choked gasp. His eyes teared up. It was so much bigger than the toy, stretching his hole even more. He was choking on his spit as he tried to get used to the intrusion, but Binghe didn’t even give him any time to adjust before he began thrusting wildly. It was animalistic, a beast ravaging his insides, passionate with his movements. It only took a few thrusts before he located Shen Yuan's sweet spot and aimed every punishing thrust there.
Shen Yuan squealed as the cock set about to abuse his prostate mercilessly, slamming into his sweet spot in quick succession. He barely had time to breathe between his cries of pleasure. Only managing to suck in a breath before it was punched out of him by the next mind numbing thrust. It was so rough, he loved it.
“Ngh—ah!! There~ harder! U-uh! Binghe!~”
He couldn’t resist the urge to meet the thrusts, rocking his hips back the best he could with his limited movement. He couldn’t think, brain turning to mush the moment the large member invaded his insides and rammed into that spot. Mind only able to think about chasing the pleasure. It felt so so good.
Binghe looked on smugly as Shen Yuan pushed his hips back to be fucked into. His movements were sloppy, messy with the timing. He had just got his cock into that needy hole and Shen Yuan was already a mess. His poor A-Yuan was already so cock-drunk, Binghe felt bad being so cruel before.
Binghe did as he was asked. Yanking those dainty hips back to meet his every thrust, Shen Yuan cried out his thanks as he was fucked stupid. Just when he thought it couldn’t get better, Binghe opened his mouth.
“What a little slut you are, A-Yuan. Look at you, begging for my cock after coming so selfishly, even after all I did to prevent you from doing so. Remember who you belong to,” Binghe growled in his ear, smirking when he felt the body in his hands shiver uncontrollably. He couldn’t help it, Shen Yuan reacted so well to his every word, whether it was degrading or praises.
“I’m yours! Y-yours~ a-ah…” he clenched hard around the intruding dick at the degrading words. Shen Yuan really enjoyed the dirty talk despite how much he claimed he didn’t. Saying how it was embarrassing but secretly begging for more. Binghe knew how he was, thin faced.
Binghe groaned, murmuring filthy words into his ear as he came close to coming himself, he just needed to push A-Yuan to the edge. Shen Yuan became so tight around him the more he talked, like he was trying to milk his cock. Binghe could tell he was close. He just needed to give his A-Yuan a little push to have him a sobbing mess on his cock and making a mess all over himself.
“Are you close, A-Yuan?”
“Y-yes! S-so close!” He shouted, he needed to come so desperately, his cock hurt so badly, straining against the metal.
“Yeah? You’re gonna come? Hmm, I don’t know if A-Yuan has earned it though? He already came twice without my permission.” He didn’t really mean it, but the way Shen Yuan reacted made every teasing word worth it. Like he was scared Binghe wouldn’t let him finish and his first instinct was to immediately begin begging.
“No please! I-I’ll be good! J-just let me come! P-please~ n-need to!”
Binghe found pleasure in his desperate pleas. The way Shen Yuan begged, voice so distraught, had him quickly approaching his own finish. Despite how much he wanted to bully A-Yuan, he wasn’t that mean. He would be merciful just this once.
Finding Shen Yuans cock, he swiftly yanked off the ring that had been torturing him the whole night.
“Come.”, he commanded, leaving no room for disagreement.
Shen Yuan could only helplessly obey, obediently shooting his load on the bed in long white spurts, screaming and crying as he finally, finally came. He collapsed, torso meeting the bed with a soft thud, his strength leaving him. His arms still held up by the restraints and his presented for Binghe.
Binghe soon followed, moaning as he filled Shen Yuan with his thick, hot seed. He thrust a few times, pushing his come deeper until he had satisfied, before pulling out.
He whispered sweet praises as Shen Yuan came down from his high, “Good boy, coming when I tell you to. You did so well.”
Binghe undid the restraints, helping the other lay on the bed comfortably. He rubbed at the red marks left behind, trying to soothe the irritated skin from how much Shen Yuan pulled. Afterwards, reaching up to untie the blindfold.
Shen Yuan blinked up at him with teary eyes. His face was streaked with tears and drool, lips bitten raw in his pleasured haze.
Binghe softened upon seeing his face, hand coming up to rub at his face, brushing away the tears. Shen Yuan nuzzled into his hand, smiling tiredly at the man above him.
“Did A-Yuan enjoy himself?”
Shen Yuan hummed in agreement. He didn’t think he would like being denied as much as he did, but Binghe always found a way to make it enjoyable.
“I can’t believe A-Yuan came dry…” he said dreamily. Shen Yuan flushed red, embarrassed.
“S-shut up!”
“We can do it again,” he muttered, voice soft. Binghe immediately lit up, like a dog being offered a treat. Shen Yuan swatted his arm, “Not now! ‘m tired.”
He heard Binghe laugh softly, “of course..” He huffed, closing his eyes as he turned away.
He felt Binghe move, settling down beside him before a pair of arms wrapped around him. He was already beginning to doze off, lulled to sleep by the warm embrace.
“Go to sleep…” he mumbled before falling asleep, exhausted by their nightly activities. They should clean up but he was so tired. Binghe pressed a kiss to his crown, allowing himself to drift off, comforted by the sounds of Shen Yuan’s soft breathing. Whatever, they could clean up tomorrow.