Yoko's "Protection," Suichi's Suffering...

I'm so glad everyone likes this...I honestly had mixed feelings about it at first but I'm glad people seem to be liking it. Oh, and to the four of you who reviewed, thank u so much!!
I also wanna say that, Sekah, out of all the phrases you could have used, the fact that you used "...hawking over you..." kind of made my day, because im currently doing a program at cornell university where i take care of..hawks. XD

Ok I'll shut up and let y'all read this LONG-ASS-CHAPTER XD
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Karasu was only needed at work when there was someone who needed questioning, so now that Suichi and Kuronue were gone, he was basically always at home. He took great joy out of humiliating Suichi at every turn, those ruthless lavender eyes constantly taunting him, daring him to rebel.

The worst were mealtimes. Suichi ate off a plate on the floor like a dog, his ass raised in the air as he bent down to eat, Karasu’s eyes boring into him, enchanted by the very sight of Suichi. The redhead was aware of that and used it to keep Karasu’s mind from straying into sadism.

But the raven was enigmatic and Suichi sometimes could not decipher his mental process at all. They sat over lunch one day, Suichi idly licking up crumbs. Karasu growled softly, a sound Suichi had swiftly learned meant the raven was pleased. He heard the scrape of the chair against the tiled floor.

“Come to me, Suichi,” the raven said softly, deceivingly affectionate. Suichi obliged moving to position himself between the raven’s legs in front of his chair. Karasu growled again and pet the boy’s hair gently, and Suichi closed his eyes, enjoying the rare moment of affection. “I have a present for you, my pet,” the raven purred softly.

Something in Karasu’s tone made Suichi’s neck prickle, but he crawled after the demon into the other room. Karasu gestured for him to wait, and he sat, watching warily as the raven crossed to the dresser and opened the top drawer. Suichi tensed. The top drawer was where Karasu kept all his toys. Karasu turned, but his hands went behind his back; all Suichi saw was a glint of steel. That didn’t bode well.

“I cannot physically bind you to me, Suichi, but there are other ways of making you mine,” the demon purred, advancing on the boy. There was a gleam in his eye that Suichi did not like. He whimpered. Karasu laughed and pulled his hand from behind his back.

Suichi’s throat closed up in fear, but only for a moment. “Please…Master…” he whispered hoarsely, scrambling backwards as Karasu came closer, the needles held menacingly in his right hand. “D-Don’t…” Suddenly the raven was behind him, shutting and locking the door. Suichi spun around and tried to get away, but he was trapped and he knew it. He whimpered again, feeling his foot collide with the bed. Karasu smirked, and the redhead shrank back against the bed, trembling. “Please don’t…”

“Get on the bed, Suichi, and lie on your back,” Karasu demanded gleefully.

This was one fight Suichi would not lose so easily. He glared at Karasu, but didn’t move. “I won’t.”

The raven’s face darkened. “Are you resisting me?”

Suichi’s nostrils flared. “I-I am. I won’t play your twisted games, Karasu.”

Karasu’s free hand lashed out, and Suichi tried to duck away, but he was too slow. Finger’s buried themselves in his hair and tightened. Suichi cried out as he was dragged to his feet by his hair and then flung backwards onto the bed. Before he could move Karasu had pinned his wrists to the bed, malice in every line of his body.
“You will pay for that transgression, human,” the raven hissed. “Now stay, unless you want to make it worse…”

Knowing he would regret it later but entirely unwilling to comply with this particular game, Suichi rolled off the bed the moment Karasu released him, backing away slowly until he hit the wall. “I will not sit here and let you punch holes in me, Karasu,” he growled. He was fairly certain he could guess where the raven intended to pierce him.

Karasu’s eyes narrowed, a glimmer of red trickling into them. “Oh yes you will,” he said quietly, his voice betraying none of the rage coursing through him. “Even if I have to hog-tie you, Suichi Minamino.” He pulled a long, coarse, strong rope from the drawer and ran it through his slender fingers. “And after I’ve marked you, we can go for a little walk so the whole city knows exactly who you belong to now…”

“Is your self-esteem really that low, Karasu, that you feel the need to advertise your every success?” Suichi taunted. The redhead knew he was in deep trouble already, but he also knew that there was a threshold Karasu could not cross if he wanted Suichi alive, and that his previous crimes were severe enough for Karasu to meet that threshold. Whatever Suichi did now, it would not make his situation worse, because it couldn’t get any worse.

The raven pounced, leaping over the king-size bed to get at Suichi. The boy moved quickly to delay the inevitable capture for a moment longer, but to his shock Karasu changed direction in mid-leap and angled himself like a stooping falcon, thus allowing gravity to send them both crashing to the carpeted floors.

“I tried being nice, human,” the raven said calmly where he straddled Suichi’s torso, “Clearly, positive reinforcement is not enough with you…” He paused, cocking his head to the side, considering Suichi with eerie calm. “I wonder if perhaps you enjoy being punished? It would explain your stubborn refusal to reveal Yoko’s location as well as your sudden desire to anger me into beating you within an inch of your wretched life…”

“I must have struck a nerve, then, with what I said,” Suichi said smugly.

Karasu’s expression remained perfectly serene, although the redhead could feel his entire body shaking with rage. The raven buried his hand in Suichi’s hair and once more threw him onto the bed. The rope slithered out from around Karasu’s shoulders and, straddling Suichi’s hips, his knees pressed tight against the boy’s thighs, the raven wrapped the heavy rope over his hands and tugged. Despite the fact that it was at least an inch thick, it snapped like twine, reminding Suichi forcefully that Karasu was like a swan: beautiful and graceful, but viciously strong.

Suichi bit back a whimper as Karasu used one the shorter part of the rope to tie his wrists together. It was a coarse, dry rope that immediately began to chafe Suichi’s tender flesh. Karasu dragged Suichi’s arms over his head and used the tail of the knot to lash Suichi’s wrists to the bedposts. The other piece was long enough so Karasu could tie one end around one of the boy’s ankles, run it through a few of the bars on the footboard and tie the other end to Suichi’s other ankle. The bars prevented Suichi from being able to close his legs.

With Suichi finally subdued, Karasu was at his leisure to drag this out for as long as he pleased. Methodically, he fished through his drawer, finding everything he needed and setting it down, although out of Suichi’s line of vision. He pulled a cloth band out and then left the room. He returned in a moment with alcohol and cotton swabs. Still moving with agonizing deliberation, Karasu slipped the band, which turned out to be a sweatband, down over Suichi’s eyes. Suichi sighed.

“Don’t want to ruin the surprise now, do we?” Karasu said, almost cheerfully. Suichi heard him unscrew the cap of the bottle of alcohol. His heart sped up as cool, damp cotton caressed his right nipple. “Don’t move, now, Suichi, or I’ll make a mistake…”

Suichi had no time to brace himself before the needle pierced his nipple. He cried out sharply, although it hadn’t hurt nearly as much as he’d expected. Karasu leisurely clasped the ring, and Suichi heard a small tinkle and felt something brushing his chest; it was hard to keep from squirming out from under the raven’s hands. Suichi made himself keep still. It’s over now, at least… The initial sting had faded, but it was being rapidly replaced by a dull, throbbing burn. His wrists and ankles were rubbed raw, and he was so focused on being untied that he didn’t even notice when that same cool touch landed on his other nipple. After a second, it registered.

“No…” he whimpered. “Don—ah!!” His back arched as a second needle pierced his other nipple. Once more, he heard that same tinkle and felt something brushing his chest, and once more his nipple began to throb painfully. Now it’s over, then… Suichi amended.

He was wrong. After a second, Karasu’s hand wrapped around his cock. Suichi gasped, and moaned as Karasu pumped him, bringing him up and hard despite the horrible feeling Suichi was getting.

His worst suspicions were confirmed when alcohol touched the head of his cock. “Oh, god, Master…no! N-Not there, please! Please don’t do this…” he pleaded, tears running down his face, as the cold liquid enveloped his head. Desperately Suichi tried to squirm away as the raven grasped his shaft in one hand. “Please Master… don’t…”

“I could do serious damage if you move during this, Suichi,” Karasu cautioned. “Stay still.” Suichi quieted, but he was still trembling in fear. Karasu sighed impatiently. “Stop shaking and stay still!”

Gradually Suichi brought himself under control, biting his lip so hard he drew blood as he felt the cold metal against the head of his cock. The needle went through. Tears sprang into Suichi’s eyes, and his throat closed up again, but only for a moment. He screamed, his back arching, tears spilling down his face. But Karasu still wasn’t finished. The raven reached up, and Suichi felt a tug at both nipples. A second later, the steel started growing warmer, the temperature increasing sharply as the raven heated the rings with his fiery energy, until they was blazing hot. Suichi screamed again, resisting the urge to thrash, as his nipples burned around the steel rings. Karasu let go, and they started to cool, but the pain would not recede in the redhead’s nipples.

When the raven touched the still-throbbing piercing in the ridge of Suichi’s cock, Suichi sobbed again. “D-Don’t! Whatever you’re doing d-don’t…” His cries were in vain; the metal was already getting hotter, burning the most sensitive part of the redhead’s body drawing another shriek from the boy’s raw throat. Karasu let go, and Suichi lay sobbing nipples and cock still on fire.

The raven untied the boy and dragged him off the bed, marching him towards the bathroom, although Suichi did not know that. As he moved, he felt a painful tug on his nipples and cock and heard a gentle tinkling noise that was accompanied by a gentle brush of something swinging against his chest. He felt cold tile under his bare feet and then Karasu stopped and pulled off the blindfold.

Suichi stared at his reflection in dismay. His nipples were red around the rings that ran through them and his glans was red around the bar that ran through it. From his nipple piercings dangled the source of Suichi’s discomfort: two long, black feathers were dangling from each ring, with a small bell attached to them as well. The bar on his cock had a bell and a small, black covert feather.

Karasu’s reflection smirked as Suichi whimpered. “Pretty, isn’t it?” he purred. “Don’t worry; the feathers and bells are removable, but don’t even think about trying to take the rings themselves off, Suichi,” Karasu said smugly. “Did you think I heated the rings just now for fun? Look closely; the heat fused the clasps to the piercings themselves. They won’t ever come off.” Karasu dragged Suichi’s head back by the hair and ran his tongue up the boy’s throat. “Now…I believe you had quite the lesson in manners due, didn’t you…?” Suichi said nothing, although his heart began to beat faster. Karasu laughed. “Oh, Suichi…you have no idea…I was only toying with you whilst I was seeking information. I wasn’t at liberty to do anything too severe. But now…” his smirk sent shivers of fear down Suichi’s spine. “Now I can do whatever I please with you. You belong to me, now, Suichi.”

Suichi scowled as Karasu yanked him out of the bathroom and out the bedroom door. He was dragged by the arm down a flight of stairs and when Karasu turned on the light, Suichi had to fight back a whine. Karasu had a bigger torture chamber in his basement than the one in the TCC.

Karasu shoved Suichi to the floor. The boy fell with a pained yelp, but Karasu’s foot in the small of his back prevented him from rising. “Your transgressions, Suichi, were failing to obey a direct order twice, failing to show me the proper respect in several different ways, attempting to fight me off, and taunting and insulting your master.” Suichi was rolled over onto his back and then Karasu’s foot was on his chest again. “Clearly I’ve been too easy on you. From now on you will be gagged at all times save mealtimes until you learn to keep your mouth shut. I will figure out some way to tie you so you cannot do anything but crawl, and you will remain tied that way until you learn to walk like the bitch you are. You will not be fed unless you earn it and you will sleep in a crate until I decide otherwise. All of this comes into effect, of course, immediately after I punish you for each individual crime you’ve committed.”

Suichi had failed to consider the long-term consequences of his actions and was kicking himself for it now as Karasu dragged him up by the hair and marched him a short distance. There, he reached up and pulled down a rope identical to the one he’d had in the bedroom and used it to tie Suichi’s hands over his head. Suichi’s ankles were tied to a spreader bar and the rope tying his hands was raised back up so that Suichi was forced onto his tiptoes.

Karasu gagged him with an open-mouth gag, the ring forcing the redhead’s jaws apart. Suichi bit back a whimper, refusing to give Karasu the pleasure of knowing he was terrified. Karasu’s fingers traced the marks his interrogation had carved out on Suichi’s back for a moment, before he came around and removed the feathers and bells from Suichi’s nipples and cock. He turned to the nearby table and fumbled for a moment; Suichi could hear the clank of metal and that was all. When Karasu turned around again, Suichi whimpered. The raven approached, ignoring Suichi’s attempts to arch away from him, and hooked the weights over the nipple rings. Suichi screamed, his throbbing nipples dragged harshly by the heavy weights. He was fairly certain he could feel the skin tearing, and thankfully Karasu noticed that too and swore, removing much of the weight so that it still hurt but wouldn’t tear the rings right out of Suichi’s nipples. Karasu pulled a leather blindfold over Suichi’s eyes.

“Now that we’re all set up…” Karasu purred. “Your mildest transgression was presuming to walk upright without my explicit permission. For that…” After a moment of suspense, Suichi whimpered as Karasu prowled behind him, his boots ominous against the stone floor. He heard a sharp whistling noise, and then the rattan cane connected with his ass. Suichi yelped in pain. “…You will be flogged,” Karasu finished. He struck Suichi again, drawing blood this time, a scream wrenching itself from Suichi’s throat. The third strike raised welts along the once-flawless skin. The redhead sobbed as the vicious wooden cane struck again and again, drawing blood and screams from Suichi’s body. His back arched with every stroke, causing the weights on his nipples to swing painfully. Karasu moved back in front and brought the cane across the tops of Suichi’s thighs. The next stroke landed on his stomach and Suichi could only scream as intense pain burned his entire body with every strike. He felt weak and nauseous, his flesh torn in a dozen places, bruises forming on his abused flesh.

Karasu stopped after twenty strikes and put the cane away, licking blood off his hand. He smirked and pressed himself against Suichi, reaching behind to knead his bleeding ass, drawing a shriek from the redhead. A sob followed soon after. Suichi sobbed, oblivious to anything but the throbbing pain in his back and thighs. He only noticed when Karasu returned and tossed a bucket of scalding water over him. He screamed in pain as the liquid hit his skin. Karasu hauled him to his feet and strung him back up, purring again.

“You’re still hard, Suichi… I guess I was right; you do like being punished." He laughed, raking his claws down the boy’s back. Suichi wailed. “Next on the list is your failure to call me by my proper title.” Karasu got up and clattered around. When he returned, he clamped something around Suichi’s ball sac. Suichi squirmed feebly, his ability to resist sharply compromised. His entire body hurt than it ever had in his entire life. Suichi moaned as pressure began to squeeze his balls. The pressure steadily increased, crushing Suichi’s jewels in a harsh steel clamp, making Suichi dizzy with pain. Stars swam in front of his eyes; he had no idea if he was screaming or not. Karasu let go and grabbed Suichi’s chin.

“It hurts, doesn’t it, Suichi? He purred,” Suichi moaned. “I’ll bet your beginning to regret your stupidity aren’t you?” He cinched the ball crusher a little tighter and a shriek erupted from Suichi’s throbbing jaws.
“Your blatant refusal to obey a direct order is next up, my pet.” Suichi sobbed. Karasu left the ball crushers on and rattled a box ominously. The redhead was too tired to wonder what was in that box, and he found out in short order when the first of the binder clamps Karasu had hoarded while in human world closed around the loose skin on his cock. He screamed so loud that Karasu moaned, but his scream had barely died away when another clamp found the part of his scrotum that wasn’t caught in the ball crushers. Suichi actually passed out in pain, but when the next one clipped onto the inside of his thigh he woke again with another screech. One by one Karasu added the black plastic clips to every inch of sensitive flesh he could think of. Suichi was peppered in black and silver; they were clamped onto his ass, thighs, cock, balls, and areolas. Suichi had no cognizant thought remaining in his head. He had lost his voice long ago and could only exhale loudly as he thrashed, desperately trying to shake the clamps off, inadvertently making it worse.

Suichi gasped as Karasu grabbed his head and growled in his ear, his erection pressing into Suichi’s thigh. “Finally, you went so far as to insult and taunt me. For that, we need to move you.” Suichi fell when the rope slackened, but Karasu caught him over one arm and untied the human’s chafed, bleeding arms while still maintaining his iron grip on them. Karasu half carried, half dragged Suichi a short distance and then lowered him to his knees. Suichi’s wrists were tied to a horizontal bar in front of him, his legs still held apart by the spreader. Karasu adjusted the spreader, forcing Suichi’s legs as far apart as they would go, nearly coming from the delicious whimpers of pain that were all Suichi could manage. He tied Suichi’s ankles to the rings in the floor, immobilizing the boy completely. Karasu removed the gag and Suichi gasped, licking the drool from his sodden lips and chin, breath rasping from his body. The blindfold came off too, but Suichi didn’t look up at Karasu, his eyes closed.

“Look at me, Suichi.”

Suichi lifted his heavy head and opened his eyes. They immediately found the glossy black dildo in Karasu’s hand and he let out a strangled moan. It was huge, with three knobs that started small and got progressively larger, only the smallest one was almost the size of Suichi’s fist.

“Don’t…” Suichi rasped. “Please…no…”

Karasu laughed softly. “You will learn not to insult your master, Suichi.” Suichi heard the rattle of steel behind him, and then the whir of machinery. In a second he felt the bulbous first knob pressing against his ass, relentlessly pushing until it was granted entry. Suichi’s mouth opened but no sound emerged from his throat and he tried to squirm away, but he was helpless. The machine forced the second knob in and a sob escaped Suichi’s throat. He was trembling, blood already spilling down his thighs, and the third knob, which was nearly the size of both Suichi’s fist, was demanding entrance, stretching his anal muscles painfully, It began to force itself in, tearing through every muscle that got in it’s way, blood streaking Suichi’s clamped thighs, turning the metal on the clamps red.

And then it was inside him completely, wrenching him apart. The machine pulled it out and thrust back in, hard, it’s entrance impeded by Suichi’s tight entrance. With a smirk, Karasu set it on a higher speed and watched the enormous dildo raping his Suichi’s sweet ass as the boy gaped and convulsed like a landed fish, his throat too sore to produce sound, tears streaming from shut eyes. He moaned and stroked himself idly until he came over Suichi’s bloodied back.

“I’ll be back tomorrow morning, Suichi,” Karasu said, turning away.

Suichi panicked. “N-No…” he managed to rasp. Karasu ignored him and left.

Suichi lost consciousness fairly quickly after Karasu left, unable to handle the pain any longer. When he awoke he was lying on the abrasive carpet of Karasu’s bedroom. He was gagged, but he wasn’t tied, although when he tried to straighten his legs he realized why. Suichi could only grunt in pain as the motion of straightening his hips yanked on his ball sac. Looking down, he saw his balls were drawn back into a black clamp-like object that curled around either thigh so that while his legs were at a ninety-degree angle from his torso, it caused him no pain. But if he tried to stand, his own motion pulled savagely on his scrotum. He was forced onto his hands and knees, just as Karasu had promised.

“Like it?” Karasu’s voice reached him. “It’s called the ‘humbler.’ I found that little treat in my drawer and it was perfect for you.”

Suichi whimpered hoarsely behind his cloth gag. He was still aching everywhere from the previous night’s punishments; it was a lesson he would not forget for a long, long time. He could feel blood still trickling from his ass and his entire body still throbbed from the binder clamps. Suichi closed his eyes in exhaustion, but sleep was not to be.

“Get up, Suichi. If you want to rest then you’ll have to earn that. Come, and please your master.”

Suichi hesitated for only a fraction of a second before struggling to his hands and knees and dragging himself over to Karasu’s bedside. The raven reached down and freed him from the humbler, allowing Suichi to drag himself onto the bed. Karasu removed the gag, challenging Suichi to dare try and speak.

“Undress me, Suichi.”

“Yes, Master,” the redhead whispered hoarsely. He obliged, pushing the raven’s coat off with trembling hands, swaying in exhaustion and pain as he removed Karasu’s pants.

“Good boy. Now suck my cock.”

“Yes, Master.” Suichi leaned forward, glad for the excuse to lie down, and pulled Karasu’s cock into his mouth. Ignoring his aching jaws and raw throat, Suichi sucked him off, to tired and sore and defeated to give it any conscious effort. Karasu came and Suichi swallowed dutifully before sitting back up.

Karasu’s hand tilted Suichi’s chin gently. Suichi raised his head but did not meet the raven’s eyes, keeping them lowered. “Even half-conscious you’re sill the best blow job in all three worlds,” Karasu purred reassuringly.

Suichi blushed. “M-Master is too k-kind…” he said, although he did feel flattered.

Karasu smirked and nodded to a large crate in the corner. “Go. Sleep. Your body will heal itself with rest.”
“Th-thank you Master. I don’t deserve your generosity…” Suichi mumbled gratefully. He slid off the bed and crawled into the crate, falling asleep instantly. His dreams were haunted by a face he once knew, a name he couldn’t quite remember.

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I scare myself with how maniacal I can be...I had to cut out a whole chunk of this chapter because it freaked me the hell out to think I actually wrote that shit. XD

Only two or three more chapters after this one and then I can finally put this behind me...after three bloody years this story arc will FINALLY be done!