Andy and Sebastian

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains themes of kidnapping, rape, sexual assault, and torture ranging from mild / sexual to severe / intense.

The next day, Andy and Sev sat down together for breakfast: cereal and a glass of water and orange juice. 

"I have something special in store for you today,” Sev told his slave.

“Oh?” Andy asked nervously, remembering the last few times he’d heard those words.

Sev nodded. "Today we're gonna play a game. You, my friend, are going to go the entire day only using the bathroom twice. You went this morning, right? Let me explain the rules really quick. Rule number one: I'm keeping the door to the bathroom locked except for your two bathroom breaks. It's 8:00 right now, so you get one at 2:00 PM, And one at 10:00. You can't pee at all except during those times, understand?"

Andy shifted uncomfortably. It was better than the treatment he’d received before, but he still didn’t quite like the sound of all this. Nonetheless, he nodded in understanding with a brief, “Mhm.”

As soon as he heard that, Sev suddenly slammed his spoon down on the table angrily, startling Andy and making him jump in his seat. 

“I mean, yes, Master,” Andy quickly corrected himself.

"Good. Rule number two: stay hydrated. You drink that glass of water right there, plus at least one more of that size before your next break. Doesn't matter when, as long as your second glass is in by noon. Then you need two more before 7:00 tonight. Got it?"

“Yes, Master.” Andy took a sip from his glass.

"Now your motivation. There are two possible punishments you could receive if you lose the game. The first: you have to spend a month with your dick locked in a chastity device. Every night, we watch 20 minutes of porn together. On top of that, you get 30 lashes per cheek of the cane tonight, then five for every night the rest of the month. Once the month is over, you have five minutes to make yourself cum. If you can't, you get another month in chastity but no lashes. Same applies for the month after that. If you cum on time, your punishment is over. The second punishment is chastity only; no lashes, no porn, and only for a month.

"That first punishment is what you earn if you piss yourself in between your bathroom breaks, or if you tell me you forfeit the game and don't want to play anymore. The second punishment you get if you only piss yourself a tiny bit. And by that I mean it doesn't soak through your underwear. If it can be seen through your pants it doesn't count. But I'll be nice. One or two drops doesn't get you anything except a light spanking tonight. Still with me?"

“Yes, master….” Andy spoke sheepishly.

“We can do anything you want to do to keep your mind occupied. We still only get our local station, except for some DVDs I have with movies on them. I also have some board games and a deck of cards. It's up to you.”

"A movie sounds good. Let's see what you got."

"Alright." Sev and Andy finished their breakfast and cleaned up after their meal. Afterwards, Sev went into the living room and kneeled in front of the TV. After picking out a movie to watch, Sev sat down on the couch and invited Andy to join him.

Andy sat on the opposite side from Sev on the couch and leaned away from him on the arm rest.

The two watched a couple movies together, with Andy sitting silently the entire time. Sev would periodically glance over to see how Andy was doing. At 11:30, Sev got up to get Andy his second glass of water, which he finished obediently before noon.

By 12:45, Andy was squirming a bit in his seat, trying to hold it together, but clearly having to go. Still an hour and fifteen minutes left.

"After lunch, you wanna watch another movie?” Sev asked, wrapping his arms around Andy’s waist and putting his hand over his midsection nonchalantly.

"Yeah, sure," Andy responded, distracted and more worried about wiggling out of Sev’s grasp on his waist. "We can watch whatever you want, Master, just please — you're pressing on my bladder.”

Sev pressed on it harder for a few seconds then let go, standing up. After lunch and about 10 minutes through the next movie, Andy still had 25 minutes left. The thing about this situation is that once you have to go, the urgency increases exponentially over time.

Andy was constantly squirming in his seat at this point. At a few moments he even leaked a little bit; not very much but enough to make him gasp and grab his crotch.

Sev looked over at the boy and saw that he was having a hard time. He started to doubt he’d be able to make it. Sev put his hand on Andy’s shoulder. 

"Seems like you could use a distraction. How about this... You can't piss yourself if you're hard." Sebastian unzipped the flap in his pants and let his already-mostly-hard cock free.

Knowing he was right, and having no other options as he felt like he could burst at any moment, Andy kneeled on the floor between his master’s legs and put his mouth on Sev’s cock, his own dick already starting to get hard from having a cock in his mouth. As soon as he felt his own dick become fully hard, physically unable to piss himself, Andy pulled off for a second to say, "Thank you, Master," genuinely thankful for a distraction.

As Andy continued to suck, Sev looked up at the clock on the wall, watching as time went by and the boy got more and more uncomfortable. Seven minutes left. He pushed Andy’s head away and shoved his cock back into his pants.

"Seven more minutes. Can you make it?"

"I... I think so, Master. I'm not sure," Andy answered honestly and in a disappointed tone.

Sev sat down on the ground next to the boy and laid him down on his side, facing toward him and curled into the fetal position. Five minutes. Sev watched with interest as Andy continued to squirm uncomfortably, groaning and holding his crotch, trying to physically plug it up. Sev ran his hand up and down Andy’s body soothingly, seemingly as a way to comfort him, but secretly trying to relax him. But, sure enough, the rest of the time passed.

"Congratulations. You did it." Sev stood up and unlocked the bathroom door, opening it. "Almost." He considered that Andy may not be able to walk, but waited to see what would happen.

Andy quickly went to get up, but felt pressure in his bladder as he did so, so he stopped. He moved to his knees and looked over at the door before attempting to stand. He took slow and calculated steps towards the bathroom and held his stomach, finally making it into the bathroom and pulling out his cock to pee. Andy let out a sigh of relief when he was finally able to relieve himself of the pain.

Sebastian kept the door open and watched, his own cock never having lost its erection. 

"Good boy. You made it, but the second time is gonna be harder than the first. Dinner's at 6:00. You can have one glass with dinner and one before then, whatever you want. Do you want your first one now?"

"Yes, please, Master. I don’t know if there’s a winning strategy to this, so I'll just drink it now." Andy secretly felt a bit happy when he was called a good boy, but immediately pushed it out of his mind as he put his cock back in his pants.

Sev went and got Andy his first glass of water for the second half of the game. 

“What would you like to do now?” he asked as he handed it to him.

"Well, I'm assuming you don't have video games, so... board games?"

“Sure.” Sev got out some games for them to play for a while until it was time to eat. By the time dinner was over, there were still two and a half hours left. After cleaning, they went back to playing games for a while, throughout most of which Andy was once again getting progressively more uncomfortable. He squirmed and kept readjusting himself while he tried to get comfortable. He bit his lip and kept his eyes glued to the game of Yahtzee they were playing. He didn’t need to see Sebastian’s face to know he was smirking with delight. 

“What time is it, Master?"

“Now? It’s 9:00. We have an hour left.”

More time passed. By 9:45, Andy was squirming on the floor in discomfort, holding his groin. Sev’s cock was fully hard under his pants as he watched. He wanted to see Andy piss himself more than anything at this point, not even thinking of his punishment. 

He kneeled down next to him. "You have fifteen minutes left. Don't you have to go?" Sev asked. "I'm sure you would love nothing more than to just relax and let it all out. Just feel that steady stream of piss going down your legs."

"Yes, but... the punishment….” Andy’s hands were desperately pinching his dick through his pants to stop the river from flowing.

“That’s nothing compared to this moment. God, you just really have to pee don't you? You can't take it anymore. It's okay if you just go. Just let it all go. You'll lose the game, but it'll be worth it. You could finally relieve yourself."

Andy continued squirming, biting his lip and groaning. He gasped as some leaked out again, just enough to get his underwear wet but not his pants. 

"Please, Master, I don't know if I'm going to make it."

It was 9:50 then. Sev was no longer able to control himself and let his erect cock hang out of his slacks.

"You wouldn't have to feel this pain anymore. You could just relax. Just feel that nice warmth between your legs. You'll feel so much better. You still have half an hour left to hold it. You don't want to do that."

Andy couldn’t see the clock from where he was. “What? Half an hour?”

“Yeah, and it’s gonna hurt the whole time — just like this, but it's only gonna get worse. Unless... You just... Let go..."

Andy quickly and immediately started to let go. A heavy stream flowed through his pants. He let out a pleased moan as he finally relieved himself. 

Sev looked down at Andy’s groin as the color in his pants turned dark. Piss flowed down the dip in his legs, soaking through his pants and puddling on the floor. Sev moaned softly, his dick super hard in his hand. A strong sense of glee filled the vampire as he realized he would get to punish the young man.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Look at you." Sev shook his head, his arms crossed. "I'm sorry, but you lost the game." He lifted Andy up to his feet by the neck of his shirt, then turned him around facing the same direction as him, holding him close and grabbing his piss-soaked groin. "However... Maybe you can talk me down a bit, huh? Tell me why you only deserve twenty lashes."

“I… I….” Andy stuttered a bit, unsure how to respond. He remembered his time in the closet. “I’m sorry, Master. I promise I’ll be good. I’ll follow your rules every time. I’ll do everything you say from now on. I’m a good boy, just please… Please have mercy on me, Master.”

“Hmm, yes you are. Alright, let’s take a shower.” Drops of pee dripped down onto the carpet as Sev led his slave into the bathroom. He stepped into the shower-tub with Andy following and stripped them both down before turning on the water.

The shower was long, hot, and steamy. With Sebastian in his incredibly worked-up state after seeing Andy attempt and fail his challenge, he couldn’t help getting handsy with the boy. Andy shied away from the touch at first, but after being pulled tightly in by his Master, he did nothing further to resist. Despite -- and perhaps as a result of -- his pride constantly being chipped away at by the man since he arrived, Andy couldn’t help but willingly accept a gentle or pleasurable touch. With that in mind, he was terrified for what was about to come next.

After the shower, Sev led Andy into the main bedroom. Andy walked behind him and stood in front of the doorway. Despite having been fully exposed for the man before, his hands instinctively went to cover his dick. Sev opened the closet door which, instead of being filled with clothes, had an assortment of toys and other minor pain-inducing tools inside it, not unlike the collection on the wall down in the punishment room. Sev took out a cane identical to the one he had downstairs -- medium-length and thin, perfect for breaking skin.

“As much as I’d love to bend you over my knee to do this, I will have a much easier time standing,” he explained disappointedly as he turned to face Andy with the cane laying across his hand. “I’ll be generous and only give you twenty lashes on one condition. I love to see you tied up, down, and all around, but it’s sometimes a pain and a waste of time to get you like that. So, if you can bend over the edge of the bed and keep still, I will only hit each cheek twenty times. However, if I need to restrain you, it’ll be thirty. If you choose the former, but squirm and move around too much, forcing me to tie you down halfway through, I’ll take back all the lashes from before and start over at zero. So… which will it be?”

Andy thought about it for a moment. The fear of what was about to come, paired with the memory of it happening to him once before, made it hard for him to concentrate on making a decision. He thought back to the first time the cane was used on him. By the end, his ass was completely red and covered in open stripes. The pain that came with it was incredible, and in that moment, he was extremely thankful that he only had to take twenty.

But on the other hand, he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep himself from squirming while he was receiving them. Again he considered last time, and remembered how much he’d moved around, how his knees would give way, how the stocks and the spreader bar kept him from twisting to the side, though he tried to. Not being tied down would be a major issue, and he didn’t think he could take twenty lashes without at some point collapsing to the floor and covering his ass. His hands would be the hardest thing to control, besides his hips.

In the end, he decided to play it safe and accept the thirty lashes while restrained. Sev agreed that it was the smarter choice. He instructed Andy to lay down on his stomach. Sev had an under-the-mattress restraint system which he was able to use to keep him spreadeagled. He secured the leather cuffs on Andy’s wrists and ankles to the carabiners connected to the straps which extended under the bed.

“Are you ready?” Sev asked, swinging the cane through the air as it made its dreadful whistling sound. 

Andy groaned. “Yes, Master.”

CRACK. The cane came down once. CRACK. Again, on the other cheek. Just like last time, Andy’s moans slowly progressed from sharp gasps of pain to full-on screams, mixed with uncontrollable sobbing. By the time it was over, Andy’s ass was completely red all over, and open gashes in the skin covered a more-than-decent portion of it.

Sev untied Andy, who quickly curled up in the fetal position, tears staining his cheeks. He reached behind himself to feel the heat radiating from the skin, but also in a protective manner. About halfway through the lashing, he was overflowing with rage at the man who was assaulting him. But by the end of it, he had dissolved into a mess of emotions, overwhelmed by the pain. When Sev turned the boy over and laid down on the bed to hold him close, he melted into the embrace and cried into his master’s chest.

“Shh, it’s over, it’s alright. I’m done hurting you for tonight,” Sev whispered, running his hand up and down his slave’s back to try to comfort him. 

“It… still hurts….” Andy chokenly responded.

“I know.”

As his master pulled him in tighter, Andy noticed the man’s erect cock pressing against his thigh. He grimaced at the thought that while his mind was so focused on the pain he was in, Sebastian was just getting turned on by watching him suffer.

Eventually, he calmed down. He stopped crying and laid still in Sev’s strong embrace for a while before being let go. 

“Remember, there’s another part of your punishment,” he reminded him. Sev turned over and reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a metal cock cage. Andy whimpered at the sight of it. It was quite small and would fit snugly on him, even while soft. Sev gently pushed against Andy’s chest, laying him on his back. He winced at the pain this caused, as his wounds were still fresh and mostly open. Sev then spread his legs wide and bent them at the knee before climbing between them. He slipped the ring around Andy’s cock and pulled his balls through, then trapped his dick inside the cage before locking it tight against the ring with a small padlock. 

“There. Nice and snug. That stays on for thirty days.” He kissed Andy on the forehead and laid down next to him again, turning the light off pulling the blanket over them. He held Andy close to himself again and the two of them fell asleep together.