Bondage and Marriage - 20

“Ah… Ugh, ugh…”

Noah’s arms, trembling with cold sweat, finally gave in, and as they broke, the rope around his neck tightened around the bedpost, choking him.

Struggling to breathe, Noah had no choice but to force himself up, and the movements behind him became rougher.

Each time the thick dildo, deliberately made rough on the surface, thrust in, his stomach ached and tingled.

Today, Ian seemed determined to torment Noah properly.

Usually, he would leave the room in less than 30 minutes, but this time he had been pushing various tools into Noah’s back, tormenting him for well over 30 minutes.

Noah had been maintaining a prone position all this time, causing his arms and legs to become stiff.

Unable to properly adjust his posture on the bed, Noah couldn’t keep track of how many times his neck had been twisted (and how many times he had reached a climax).

As Ian pushed and pulled the dildo, some unknown fluid flowed down Noah’s thigh.

Perhaps more than half of what was coming out from behind was likely semen, given how Ian alternated between tormenting Noah with various tools and thrusting them in when bored.

With each thrust of the dildo, vibrating rotors inside pressed against the walls, causing Noah to twist his waist and gasp for breath.

“Stop, …Ah! Ugh…”

“If you enjoy it so much, why ask me to stop?”

Ian pushed the dildo as deep as possible until only the handle remained, then turned up the switch.

It seemed to be a vibrator rather than a simple dildo.

As the rotor vibrated painfully inside, and the dildo vibrated vigorously, scratching the walls with its rough surface, Noah’s moans grew louder. “Ah, ugh… Ah, ugh… I don’t like it, ah, I don’t like…”

Noah shook his head, making a sound of “Ah!” while Ian increased the vibration, causing Noah to tremble and release liquid down his thighs.

When the handle pressed against the floor, Noah cried out, raising his hips awkwardly.

Ian seemed to enjoy Noah’s trembling and pitiful moans, occasionally pulling out the dildo only to push it back in or grab the handle and twist it.

Noah would cry out sensually and shake his hips in response, even biting his waist in agony.

Today, for some reason, Ian withdrew the dildo again as Noah moaned in pain, and a trickle of murky liquid flowed out of his swollen entrance.

Looking at Noah’s arms and legs, which seemed ready to collapse at any moment, Ian thought, “Maybe I should stop here for today.”

However, of course, despite thinking of stopping, Ian had no intention of ending it easily.

“I told you to maintain the position.”

“Ugh… Ugh… Ah, ugh!”

While there was a method to adjust Noah’s posture by holding his waist, Ian deliberately pushed his fingers into the wet entrance like a hook, pulling up forcefully.

Already overstimulated for a long time, Noah, trembling, exerted force on his legs, which had become weak, to raise his hips.

Once Noah managed to adjust his posture, Ian pushed his own to the hilt.

“Ugh… Ah… Please stop now…”

As the firm member pressed against the rotor, Noah pleaded half-heartedly.

He enjoyed the play they were engaging in, but his stamina was failing him.

His back, arms, and neck were sore from maintaining a prone position for so long.

If only he could change his posture, he thought, as the penetration deepened, causing Noah to moan.

“You’re not asking to stop, but to continue, right?”

“Ah… Ugh… Ah, ah…!”

Unlike at the beginning, now it felt a bit tight for a complete insertion, but Ian grabbed Noah’s hips and pushed his own to the hilt.

With the deep penetration causing pain in his abdomen, Noah grabbed and scratched the sheets.

In pain and pleasure, Noah’s hands and feet involuntarily curled up.

Ian enjoyed the vibration ringing at the tip of his most sensitive glans. “The vibration feels good just right at the glans, and the walls keep squeezing, almost like a sex toy,” Ian thought.

He could have left Noah alone until he took care of himself as he did earlier, but Ian wanted to finish it differently.

He grabbed Noah’s body, which was trying to move forward, and stabbed his wet entrance several times.

Then, as Noah’s arms broke again and he seemed to collapse forward, Ian grabbed his hair, causing Noah to moan.

With a red mark left on his white neck from being choked all along, Ian commanded, feeling a strange satisfaction.

“Kneel and hold onto the wall.”

Finally changing his posture, Noah staggered to his feet.

As he knelt with trembling legs, holding onto the wall above the bedpost, fluid dripped between his buttocks along colorful wires.

As the rotor seemed to descend again with the change in posture, Noah’s body trembled, and just as Ian seemed to be rummaging through a box, he approached.

This time, as Noah tensed a bit, wondering what Ian would do next, Ian spread his soaked buttocks and inserted another vibrating rotor.

As the thumb-sized rotor was easily swallowed, a black wire emerged among the various colored wires. But that wasn’t the end of it.

“Ugh… Ah… Ugh…”

After the rotor, small rubber beads were pushed in one after another.

Compared to what had been inserted so far, each bead was just a little bigger than a handful of fingers, but as multiple small beads were pushed in, they were no longer small in size.

Not even rotors, but rubber beads that weren’t even connected by wires were swallowed back smoothly.

After pushing in countless small rubber beads, Ian untied the rope that had been tied high on the bedpost, shortening its length and firmly holding it in his hand while Noah trembled, sitting against the wall. Noah swallowed dry saliva.

“Ugh… Cough, …Ah…”

Ian pulled the rope down to prevent Noah from choking, feeling the sensation of his member between Noah’s buttocks.

To signal not to stop, Ian pulled the rope forcefully again. Noah flinched at the touch between his buttocks.

Ian pulled the rope harder, as Noah resisted, causing him to lower his hips while coughing.

As the glans was inserted, Noah unknowingly tightened his back in pleasure. Ian’s hand, holding Noah’s waist, also exerted force.

As Noah lowered his hips while touching the floor, Ian sat down, holding his own, causing Noah to hesitate.

Even though it was only halfway inserted, it was already difficult to push in.

When Noah hesitated, Ian pulled the rope firmly.

Noah forced himself to lower his body and insert it, causing his body to twitch reflexively, and each time, Noah’s member became harder.

“Cough, ugh… Ah, it hurts… Please… Oh!”

“It hurts, but please, what… do you want more?”

Ian grabbed Noah’s shoulders to sit him down, causing Noah’s body to tremble.

With only a finger’s width left, Noah’s trembling thighs couldn’t hold on and he sat down heavily.

Gasping for breath, Noah held onto the bedpost tightly, moaning sensually. Ian, still holding the rope tightly, commanded.

“Who said to stay still? Move.”

As Noah sobbed in pain and pleasure, he raised his head.

Ian grabbed Noah’s hips and lifted his waist forcefully.

Noah groaned in pain, trying to escape, but Ian pulled the rope tighter, causing Noah to moan close to a scream.

Ian pushed his own forcefully, enjoying the aftermath, rotating his waist slowly, making Noah whimper softly.

After satisfying his desires, Ian pulled out his own without hesitation, tightly tying the handle of the rope to the bedpost so it wouldn’t come loose.

Although Noah didn’t feel choked when he lowered his body, he couldn’t raise his upper body.

Watching Noah lying on the bed, Ian picked up the dildo that had been rolling beside him.

“Ugh…!”

The dildo that had been tormenting Noah from behind came back in, causing Noah to moan and grab the bedpost.

As Noah tried to raise his upper body, Ian pulled the rope, preventing him from pushing it out completely, and twisted the wires that were shaking out, tying them to the handle.

Noah’s eyes widened. Ian tapped his buttocks.

“Enjoy it well.”

“Wait, just a moment…! Ah, no… Ian…”

Tears streaming down his face, Noah raised his head, but Ian pushed the switch all the way up without mercy.

The dildo vibrated vigorously from behind, and restrained by the rope, Noah couldn’t struggle properly and just trembled.

Ian, done with everything, didn’t care and left the room after properly adjusting his clothes.

As Noah gripped the sheets and whimpered, he shook his hips when he was sure Ian had left the room.

“Uh, uh…!”

It was a somewhat different attitude from before when he seemed to be in pain and wanted to escape.

Noah grunted, slapped the sheets, twisted his body as if someone was hitting him from behind, deliberately choked himself a few times, and shivered.

After a while of this, Noah reached out to the rope tied to the bedpost.

At first glance, the knot that seemed very tight and difficult to untie, Noah touched a few times and managed to loosen it.

Once his body was free, he reached behind and untied the handle that Ian had tied to the wires, not bothering to remove the dildo but grabbing the bedpost and writhing as he stood up.

Then, just like Ian had instructed earlier, he started twisting his hips again.

Overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensation that made his spine tingle, Noah moaned sweetly with parted lips.

“Oh, oh…! Oh, ugh, good, oh, good…”

Noah moaned with a sticky sound, pressing his body deeply enough for the handle to be slightly buried, trembling in pain, then lifting his body again as the dildo was pushed out somewhat, and then pressing his body deeply again as it was pushed back in.

He repeated this several times, moving his hips alone, moaning loudly.

Uttering words like “more, good,” Noah continued to twist his hips, eventually swallowing the handle halfway through.

Despite his body trembling from the soreness, Noah didn’t lose his erection but ejaculated involuntarily.

Gasping, Noah collapsed onto the bed, still vibrating from the dildo and rotors inside.

He moaned as he felt the vibrations, then finally removed the items from behind.

Vibrating devices covered in bodily fluids rolled out onto the bed.

There were heavily textured vibrators, small beads, and rotors… Noah, trembling in the aftermath, pulled out the egg and the last rotor, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Belatedly, he noticed blood on the thick handle of the dildo. He hadn’t checked earlier due to his excitement, but now he realized the handle wasn’t in a good condition for insertion.

“Oh, this… There’s blood…”

His back had been stinging a bit.

Groaning, Noah forced his body, which was not cooperating properly, to crawl to the bedside drawer.

Opening the first drawer, Noah took out healing ointment and gently applied it to the sore entrance, ensuring it was sufficiently covered.

Without even thinking about getting dressed properly, he lay on the bed, stretching out lazily like a full cat, moaning softly as the pain gradually subsided with the ointment.

Lying on the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes, Noah recalled what had been on his mind all along. Ian… He was much more skilled than expected.

His skillfulness meant knowing the limits of causing or not causing harm to the other person.

Despite being penetrated and hit several times by Ian, Noah had never used any medication.

The bleeding now was not entirely Ian’s fault but rather Noah’s reckless insertion of the vibrator without checking.

Thinking back, when he first started going to the club, he had been scolded a lot by Alex…

When he first came to the club, the thought of being able to do what he had only imagined made him so excited.

Right after joining the hotel membership, Noah’s first action was to buy a bunch of adult toys and use them recklessly, leading to some embarrassing situations.

One day, while renting a room to use the purchased tools, he was so shocked when blood started flowing from behind…

Panicking, he called the club for help through the intercom, and Alex appeared with treatment tools.

While gently treating Noah’s back and scolding him for being reckless,

Alex explained the precautions, which led to Noah getting to know Alex better.

(Of course, after that, Noah had to ask Alex for help a few more times due to his novice mistakes, such as going too deep with the rotor or bleeding from inside without knowing where it was coming from.)

Since that day, Alex had learned that when Noah got excited, he couldn’t help but go overboard and handle his body roughly, so he had become a regular partner for Noah, teaching him various common sense rules.

Noah needed someone to control him and teach him various things, so he didn’t refuse.

“Now that I think about it, there really wasn’t anyone as good as Alex…”

Noah quickly pushed thoughts of Alex aside.

Although he had strayed for a moment, when he returned to his senses… Noah wondered why he had never seen Ian at the club before.

According to Alex, Ian was famous at the club but rarely seen with anyone.

Even though Ian’s skills in tormenting Noah were beyond those of an average person, they were not at a level where Noah couldn’t handle it.

Having received thorough safety education from Alex throughout his time at the club, Noah’s biggest worry about getting married was that Ian might go too far and he wouldn’t be able to control himself or respond accordingly.

However, Ian seemed to be quite mindful of safety.

Throughout the day, even while controlling Noah’s breathing with the rope, Ian didn’t let him suffocate (pretending to lose strength) for too long by pulling his hair to allow him to breathe properly.

Very rudely, Ian never provided any aftercare or treatment, nor did he wield violence by targeting sensitive areas like the face or throat.

It wasn’t so much that Ian was concerned about Noah’s well-being… (If he had truly been concerned about Noah’s well-being, he wouldn’t have visited and committed acts every day)

There was a distinct smell of a skilled individual.

Even the knot tied to the rope around the bedpost was exceptional.

There’s something… There’s something about it… It’s not just about skills gained from a few people…! But despite that, Ian’s presence in the club was quite subdued.

Noah, with blurry eyes, suddenly sat up, tapping his waist while looking around the bed at the black box of [Tear] lying haphazardly.

It was a color he had never seen before, even more exclusive than a diamond box.

Could it be a VIP level higher than the usual club standards? Hmm, curious…

From lunch until now, Noah had expended quite a bit of energy, so he couldn’t continue thinking and instead yawned widely, hastily gathering up the rotors and dildos and stuffing them all into the box.

But maybe it was because of his mood…?

His stomach was rumbling even more than before… Noah, pressing his stomach here and there, frowned. Maybe he had been too rough earlier…

Feeling very disheartened, Noah opened the first compartment again and took out a pill in the form of medicine.

It was good for bruises. It had the downside of causing some rumbling in the stomach all night, but that was okay…

Noah, feeling weak and tired, entered the bathroom for a shower and treatment. It was a few days later that Noah discovered the secret of the black box.