To Submit, extra no.2

[radhaj]

Title: To Submit
Pairings: Tetsuya x Hyde, no others yet
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except for my twisted mind and the fic itself. The people in it are real and free though.
Warnings: Too many + too spoilery. Let's just say: KINKY AS HELL!
Summary: Continuation of this
Note: Quite some time (years maybe?) into the future after "To Submit". Make your own conclusions of how the relationship had evolved in that time and read at your own judgement. Don't worry, there will be parts that will continue after where I left off before. This was written for/at the request of someone very dear to me. And yes, part 1 means this will be continued on its own. Soon.

Extra no. 2 - Part 2

Ken was feeling a little curious as he walked the empty corridors towards L’Arc~en~Ciel’s most often used rehearsal studio. After all, it was not like their leader to make changes in their plans so unexpectedly. And yet he received a call only yesterday, with his old friend enquiring whether he would mind if the bassist not only let their staff not attend today’s rehearsal, making it one of their less formal ones, but also reschedule it. To start at ten in the morning. Which was so early that it was almost unheard of for people in their line of work.

The “early” hour explained the silence of the usually… less abandoned corridors that he walked at the moment. But it didn’t explain the footsteps and the jingling of a million keys and key-chains that Ken suddenly heard behind him.

“Ken-chan,” the guitarist suddenly heard and looked back to see Yukihiro who quickened his pace to catch up with him. “I think today might turn out to be interesting, don’t you agree?” The drummer continued after nodding at him instead of bothering with an actual greeting.

“Did Tetsu say anything to you?” The tall man asked curiously as they resumed their journey together now.

“Nothing more than he did to you, I’m sure,” Yukki replied, shrugging, “It’s just… an inkling I have.”

Ken had to agree with that. He had one as well. After all, asking Ken if he minded him doing some changes was not the weirdest thing the leader said during that conversation yesterday.

-/*/-

“Ken, you know how I’m usually the one to make sure our rehearsals are productive and that we actually get something done?”

“Yes, almighty leader, I noticed that,” the guitarist couldn’t keep from rolling his eyes.

“Well, I’m going to be selfish tomorrow. I want it to be a real rehearsal, but… don’t expect it to be anything like normal”

-/*/-

And that was it. Tetsu hung up immediately after saying that and Ken was left blinking in confusion whilst staring at his phone.

But he did have an inkling. There was just something… quite specific in the bassist’s tone of voice when they spoke.

The two oldest members of the band stopped at the door of their studio, both urging the other to open it. Eventually feeling silly about it and more than a little curious, Ken gave in and turned the door handle.

The view that greeted them was nothing unusual. The bassist was busy fine-tuning his bass and absentmindedly humming some distantly familiar melody. He did stop and smile at them when they came in, however, and greeted them with an almost unnaturally cheerful Good-Morning.

“Unfortunately, Hyde couldn’t make it today,” he continued, not waiting for either of them to answer in kind. His cheerful smile turned into a smirk then and Ken simply knew he had been right with his suspicions. And it was only further proved by Tetsu’s next words. “I brought my pet instead though.”

It was not the first time Ken heard Tetsu call hyde that. He’d actually been a guest at their home and witnessed a lot of things there. And Ken was never against witnessing this part of his friends’ relationship. It always turned out… very interesting indeed. So he turned around, trying to see where the smaller man was, since he hadn’t noticed him when they came in, and even he had to blink in surprise at what he saw.

hyde was sitting on a chair, partly hidden behind one of the bigger amps. He was looking down at the ground, as if not daring to look up, and his face was flushed from extreme embarrassment. Ken could easily guess why.

The singer wore a skimpy black dress that ended barely past his hips, the skirt made from some flowy material that clung to just the right places. It was obviously not tight only because Tetsu had not wanted… certain parts of his pet to be obvious, but it definitely didn’t cover any more than it absolutely had to. The top part of the dress somehow managed to create an illusion that the man actually had the upper set of “assets” as well. Not big, obviously, but that certainly did not lessen the singer’s oozing sexuality. Even his arms, which normally were probably the most gender-betraying part of his body were looking slender and frail today, adding up to the illusion.

Garter belts could be just seen poking out from bellow the sinfully short skirt, attached to, Ken was amused to see, actual fishnet stockings. Black, heavy and high-heeled shoes ended the ensemble, as well as a leather, collar-like choker the singer wore around his neck which took care of covering his Adam’s apple.

hyde’ face was prettied up with a tasteful amount of make-up and his not-quite-long-yet hair made in a simple but elegant way that just made his femininity even more accentuated. There was not one detail out of place.

In other words, Hyde looked like he was a cross between a woman one might expect to meet in the Red District, looking for customers, and a rebellious teenage girl that snuck out through her window to go clubbing without her father’s knowledge. If Ken had not known who he was, he might have passed “her” on the street without ever recognizing. He whistled and looked at Yukki to share a look of understanding. Today would turn out to be interesting indeed.

“Greet my friends, slut,” Tetsu threw impatiently. Ken and Yukki barely raised an eyebrow at his words. They were not exactly used to it, but they were getting there by now. And they were also not against being a part of this, Ken realized with a start. Until now, he’d remained happy as just an observer, but with Hyde looking like that… If Tetsu offered, he probably wouldn’t refuse, he was startled to admit, but then grinned. It really didn’t even sound bad anymore. And looking at Yukki, the drummer’s thoughts seemed to go along the same lines.

In the meantime, hyde did scramble to his feet, stepped a little closer to them, bowed deferringly and spoke in a meek and submissive voice:

“Please forgive this filthy slut, Sirs. It is sorry to intrude upon your rehearsal with its useless presence. But Master wants it to be here because it is being punished and should be in His sight all the time, so Master can make sure it is not doing anything it is not supposed to again.”

hyde’s voice was really hoarse, Ken noted, sidetracked. It seemed like his punishment had already started before this morning.

“What did you do?” He asked without even thinking about it and then blinked in surprise himself. He glanced at Tetsu, but the bassist just smirked more and nodded at him. It seemed this was what he actually wanted.

“I…” hyde’s voice faltered and Ken could hear utter humiliation in his voice now, “This worthless pet touched itself without permission while serving its Master, Sir,” he answered finally, his voice trembling and choked up. He sounded like he was about to cry from embarrassment, but managed to look even sexier because of that. Ken found himself getting aroused. He had never been into this sort of thing himself, but now he found that it… had its appeal.

“Serving?” He inquired further, just because Tetsu seemed to be encouraging him with a glance to do it.

“…” hyde hesitated for a second. He shivered even more. It was mortification and humiliation mostly, but there was also… arousal in the action. Ken was tempted to mirror Tetsu’s smirk. “This slave… was allowed to suck Master’s cock, Sir. It felt so good, Master Ken, that it dared to forget its place.”

“And where is that?” Ken was startled to hear Yukki speak suddenly, joining in their twisted conversation. Ken could hardly believe that this was really happening, but he knew they had fallen into this strange spell completely the second they stepped into the studio today. And he was far from annoyed because of that.

“At His feet, Master Yukki,” hyde answered immediately, still in the same bowed and humble position, not having moved an inch since the start of the conversation, “Or wherever else Master desires. This pet only exists to be used by Him and fulfill all His wishes. And if it isn’t able to do that, it craves to be punished. Master is being incredibly kind and generous by agreeing to punish it now.”

Ken’s breath actually hitched a little. He knew very well by now how it worked between hyde and Tetsu. He heard hyde sprout similar lines before, if a little less explicitly. But this time, it hit him fully for some reason. The devotion and abandon with which hyde took his role, the depth of how much he worshiped Tetsu when he was in it… It seemed to transcend anything other people could understand. But Ken… found it beautiful at that moment. Not perverted, but deep and profound. And sexy.

Here goes his own sworn straightness…

“We should start the rehearsal, we have things to do,” Tetsu interrupted suddenly, absolutely unaffected by the fact that hyde just spoke about sucking him off. Always the dutiful leader, Ken chuckled in his head as he stepped towards his guitar, unobtrusively adjusting his pants that had begun feeling even tighter than they usually were. “My pet will be singing,” Tetsu continued. “Hopefully, the whore will be able to restrain from humping the mike stand.”

Ken smiled more. He was not sure Hyde always managed to restrain himself from doing that.

This was shaping up to be a really interesting rehearsal.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

hyde wanted to hang onto his mike stand as if it were his lifeline. They had only been playing for a couple of hours, but his feet were already hurting, not used to being confined to high heels for so long. Even in their earlier, indies days he hadn’t worn shoes like this. Bitch boots, his mind supplied him. Bitch boots for an actual, real bitch. A shudder of arousal went through his whole body with that thought and he had to take care not to let it affect his voice. (His Master disliked vibrato, he thought distractedly, bizarrely, as he sang a song he no longer even knew the name of. Neither did he, but his likes and dislikes weren’t important. Just like he wasn’t important.)

He felt a little faint, but his vision, strangely, was unnaturally sharp. The permanent flush of his face, caused by both his humiliation and arousal, made his head swim. And it only became worse every time he looked in front of him, into the mirror that covered the whole wall in front of them, and saw himself there. He looked like a prostitute. No wonder the other three men in the room kept looking at him with lust filled gazes, making him feel all the more exposed, more on display, more humiliated…

His Master’s gaze was the most unwavering. That was why he restrained from leaning onto his mike stand too much, why he bore with his aches without letting show how uncomfortable he was on his face. He knew there would be no excuse if he fell out of his role, if he let himself relax. And he knew he had to obey his Master’s wishes completely. The mere thought of displeasing Him yet again threatened to make him choke up and he struggled to keep on singing.

But to his horror, his determination not to make a mistake was exactly what lead to him making one. The sudden wavering of his voice happened at the most inappropriate part of the song and did not go unnoticed by anyone. Tetsu immediately held up his hand, stopping their unsuccessful attempt at the piece of music and hyde trembled in fear, knowing it was his fault, knowing this couldn’t be good, knowing that he now deserved even harsher and more intense punishment and yet couldn’t help but feel more aroused because of that.

Where once the room was filled with the sounds of their instruments, it was now almost deathly silent. Hyde knew Ken-sama and Yukki-sama were looking on with curiosity, waiting to see how his Master would deal with him and while he was now looking fixedly to the ground, visibly shivering and tense, refusing to let go his grip on the mike, he still knew that the Bassist now put the bass on the ground and felt more than heard him coming to stand near him.

About ten seconds of absolute stillness followed that and then, with no warning at all, there was an unforgiving hand griping his hair painfully hard and forcing his head backwards. hyde hissed in pain and his eyes fluttered shut, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. Not because of the pain, but because of the shame and regret he felt.

“What was that?” His Master’s voice was angry and hyde only whimpered in response, not having an answer. The hold on his hair tightened. “What did I tell you about getting distracted before the rehearsal?”

hyde bit back a miserable sob.

“That this wanton whore would regret it if it did, Master,” he stammered pleadingly, “It didn’t mean to, Sir. This filthy slut is sorry and begs for more punishment, Master. Please, don’t have mercy on it, it needs to suffer for being such a worthless failure.”

Tetsu didn’t answer, but he did let go hyde’s hair. The singer slumped forward, actually clutching onto the microphone stand now, depending on it completely when the hand that had previously tugged on his hair now caressed his cheek briefly before sliding lower. The fingers went around his neck, squeezing slightly to restrict his ability to breathe and hyde forced himself to remain calm, even as it stayed there for a while and his instinct yelled and screamed at him to try and get away. But he would never try to get away from his Master’s touch and he controlled himself, wheezing a little when the hand continued its journey down his body a few seconds later. It slipped down into the front of his dress for a moment to roughly pull on one nipple, making him gasp in pain and a tear slip down his face, barely noticed. His heart thumped loudly against his ribcage as he enjoyed the attention bestowed upon him by his precious Master, even if it was rough and painful, even when it was his punishment, even when he felt two other sets of eyes on him through it all, making even more blood rush into his cheeks.

But his Master’s exploration didn’t pause for even a second. Leaving his hard nipples alone, the hand was removed from inside his dress and slid downwards again, rubbing his already hard cock through the cloth briefly. It ached and strained against its tight bindings that he knew the other two members of Laruku didn’t yet know were there and he moaned, not holding back his voice though it was humiliating to do it where other people could hear him. But even more humiliating was the fact that he enjoyed the humiliation, craved for it even, because he knew he deserved it.

“Just look at you,” his Master spoke then, his breath sliding against his ear. But he wasn’t whispering – he made sure his words could be heard by the other two as well, “Do you have no shame at all, slut? Writhing and moaning at my touches, in front of my friends. You’re enjoying it, aren’t you? You want them to know you’re nothing but a horny bitch, always ready to spread your legs and take a big, hard cock up your dirty hole, don’t you? You’re just begging to be fucked, used and filled with cum.”

Tetsu was now squeezing his buttocks, groping him in a way that showed his claim over it, his thumb brushing just above his crack, making him arch into the touch, gasping and moaning.

“Yes, Sir,” he mewled, “They should know that Your pet is nothing but an easy tramp, that lives to be stepped on and disgraced. They shouldn’t think for a second that it deserves any kind of respect.”

“Should I show them just how slutty you really are?” Tetsu asked then, the question rhetorical because his hand was already moving lower to his legs and then up again, feeling up the insides of his thighs as he slid hyde’s skirt up, exposing him. The singer’s eyes shot open then and for a second he saw Yukki behind him and the widening of the drummer’s eyes. He looked away immediately after realizing what he dared to do, but he knew very well what prompted the reaction in his Master’s friend. He knew what the skinny man saw once the skirt was lifted, exposing his backside.

hyde had tried his best to ignore it before this, but he had a vibrator shoved up in his ass. It wasn’t on, but it was filling him just the right way, held in place by the black panties he wore, straining against them. The vocalist was such a slut that he was already used to holding such things in him through a whole day and even longer. Having it inside him in public proved to be quite a bit harder and it had almost distracted him a few times, but now there was no way at all for him to ignore it. He could no longer hold back tears of humiliation, knowing that Ken-sama and Yukki-sama could see just how dirty and shallow he was. He really didn’t deserve to even look at them.

And Tetsu was still not satisfied.

“You shall now be punished for ruining the song, do you understand?” Hyde nodded frantically. “Go to the mirror and brace yourself against it with your arms,” His Master ordered and the singer hurried to obey. He finally let go the death-grip he had on his microphone and moved, on his shaky legs that barely held him upright in his shoes, towards the mirror that had caused his blushes to deepen so many times that day. Eager to complete the command he was given, he raised his arms and braced himself against it, leaning towards it a little for better balance.

His Master followed him and stood a little behind him and to the side.

“You shall be spanked for your misdemeanor so you would remember to never do it again. I want you to look at yourself in the mirror while I do it and count the strikes loudly. If Ken or Yukki don’t hear even one of the counts clearly, you will be spanked again. Do you understand?”

Hyde shivered in arousal. Being punished like this was one of his favorite ways. But he knew he shouldn’t forget it was his punishment for being disobedient and that it was probably wrong of him to enjoy it as much as he knew he would.

“Yes, Master, I understand. Thank you for being so kind,” he answered, lifting his eyes to his own, barely recognizable in its womanly attire, form in the mirror as he prepared himself for what was going to happen.

“Are you ready?” Tetsu asked as he got into position himself. Hyde swallowed and nodded.

“Yes, Sir,” he whispered, his voice unsteady with fear and excitement.

“Five hits on each side,” Tetsu said and a second later, without another warning, hyde felt the first strike on his left ass cheek.

“One,” hyde gasped loudly, his heart hammering in his chest. Tetsu had not held back at all, and the tiny man felt that this might be the hardest spanking he’d ever had before.

“Two,” he half-yelped, half-howled. Nevertheless, the sharp sting went directly to his groin and he felt his cock harden even more, if it was possible.

“Three.” The two other gazes were drilling into him, and he just knew that both of his Master’s friends were gazing at him lustfully, their looks traveling from his ass towards his face in the mirror. He felt proud of himself and wondered if his Master would be pleased because of that.

“Four.” It stung even more now and the left side of his ass must have been completely red now. He barely contained another moan that fluttered in his throat, feeling his dick throb at the pain he so shamefully deserved.

“Five!” It was the last and the most painful hit on that side, causing him to shout even louder. He was suddenly thankful that they were in a sound-proofed and locked studio, as the building was most likely filled with other people by now.

Tetsu went around him, getting ready to continue. He did not pause even a little bit.

“Six.” Hyde struggled to keep his gaze locked on himself. He was flushed and sweaty by now, the dark pools of his eyes filled with the filthy pleasure he derived from this.

“Seven.” There was some shifting in the room. The singer wondered if one of the spectators wanted to try seeing the show from another angle. Maybe they were disgusted by him. Maybe… they wanted him, wanted to fuck a slut that was taking its punishment so wantonly.

“Eight.” He wondered if his Master would let them. It seemed likely, after all, that his punishment would involve him being used by other people and suffering the indignity of it.

“Nine.” He tried to savor the sting, knowing the punishment will end soon. He briefly considered saying the last number too quietly just so his Master would spank him more. But he knew he wouldn’t dare disobeying his Master again.

“Ten! Thank you, Sir,” he screamed again, a single tear appearing in his eye at the pain. He panted, waiting for what would come next, but his Master kept him in suspense for at least a minute. Then he felt a hand kneading his backside again, a nail grazing against the abused skin. He couldn’t even say if it breached the skin and he was bleeding, but it hurt a lot.

“You bore your punishment well, pet. I am pleased,” hyde smiled for a second, pride surging in him again, but then guilt flooded him instead and the smile disappeared.

“This whore doesn’t deserve that, Sir. It enjoyed the pain too much, Master, it should be punished more,” he confessed. Tetsu was silent for a second after that revelation.

“You did good admitting that, slut,” he eventually said in a thoughtful voice. “You should, indeed, be punished more in that case.”

He did not elaborate however. Without a word, the singer suddenly felt fingers tugging the back of his panties to the side, the pressure on his cock increasing because of that, and then the vibrator in him was moved. It was twisted inside of him a bit and then pulled out almost completely only to be shoved inside again, deeper than it had been before. The singer moaned whorishly, spreading his legs a little to give better access, eagerly responding to every thrust that followed. He rested one heated cheek on the cool surface of the mirror and began meeting the vibrator as it was slid in and out of him, trying to show how much he enjoyed that, how willing he was for his body to be used.

Closing his eyes, the singer trembled in pleasure and anticipation, waiting for whatever orders his Master would give him next.

tbc...

Comments

[nasakeee.livejournal.com]

... ... ... oh God, yes. *cleans up blood from nose*

tetsu spanking hyde was just... wow. *drools more*

[radhaj.livejournal.com]

Hehe XD Glad you enjoyed it :)

[ronik87.livejournal.com]

waaah I love the direction this fic seems to move toward! I'm eager to read what will happen next :D
It was sooo great, thank you!

[radhaj.livejournal.com]

I'm really glad you seem to like it :) The continuation will come quite soon :)

Thank you for reading and commenting :)

[a_deux_vitesses.livejournal.com]

The devotion and abandon with which hyde took his role, the depth of how much he worshiped Tetsu when he was in it… It seemed to transcend anything other people could understand. But Ken… found it beautiful at that moment. Not perverted, but deep and profound. And sexy.
Loved these lines ♥

And I have to mention the mirror! Lol, I seriously seem to have a mirror fetish ever since I read the first part of To Submit~

Going to read the next part right now :D

[radhaj.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for only replying now >_> But as awkward a it is to do it now I would feel really bad if I didn't do this at all, as I appreciate every single comment so very much.

It is very hard to convey how the relationship looks to Hyde and Tetsu, because for most it probably just seems... perverted and fucked up, maybe. But I imagine them seeing it as so much more than that, and thus I tried to show that Ken, for example, can also understand that if he just SEES it. That it's not just fetishism and stuff, it's the way they express their love the best. So I am really glad you liked those lines, as it shows I succeeded with them at least a bit ^^

Ah yes, I like mirrors too >__> which shows I guess. Somehow, imagining Hyde having to confront SEEING himself as he does all that just... it's a hot idea for me :)

Thank you so much for commenting :) And once again, sorry for such an untimely reply.