I was going to share one of my warm ups from this week, but it’s been a weird week. Instead you get something I cut from the Work In Progress.
WARNING: This is unedited and out of context. (No context! We die like men!)
Rated M for mentions of sex stuff
Kink, Ewan thought, was at its core psychological. If it was dirty, naughty, humiliating, or taboo, then it was probably a kind of kink. Things that looked vanilla could be deeply kinky if they were somehow taboo to the person doing them. That was how things got fetishized, after all.
But the reverse of that was kinky things becoming somehow less kinky when they were treated as normal.
For instance, all the exposed skin at this party? Barely kinky at all. If Nate had told Ewan to strip right then, it wouldn’t have been the nudity that humiliated him. No, right now the humiliating thing was hidden beneath his clothes. He could feel it move inside him as he walked, this constant reminder of Nate’s cock driving into him. It made him feel possessed–in a very literal sense, both belonging to Nate and invaded by him, under his control.
Was this how Channon felt? Ewan didn’t know why he cared, but he did. Channon worshipped his Dom, almost 24/7. Ewan…didn’t. Except sometimes, when he felt intensely subby. Or when Nate put him into a space where he no longer had control over himself. But Channon seemed to live in his submission in a way Ewan didn’t think he could.
Did he even want that? Should he?
Nate flattened a palm on Ewan’s belly, pulling him in until they were back-to-chest. “There’s flogging,” he murmured in Ewan’s ear. “Wanna see?”
Ewan nodded, clenching around the plug inside him. He let Nate push him through a doorway out to the atrium. Half a dozen puppies were playing on a large padded mat, and on the other side of the glassed-in space a large wooden frame had been set up. Someone was already cuffed to it. It took Ewan a second to realise that he knew them.
“What about him?” he asked.
Nate peered. “Nope. You?”
“He’s a sub,” Ewan scoffed. “When would I?”
“I don’t know, you might have played with another sub.” When all Ewan did was scowl, Nate chuckled low in his ear. “No? Would you like to?”
Ewan’s face scrunched up. His immediate response was ‘no’, but…”I don’t know,” he said.