[ they try something new today, aware that this has been a long time coming. bondage, domination and submission is a more intense endeavor compared to what they've been doing together before, a big step up, and into unfamiliar territory for credence.
with credence's upbringing and history of intense repression that just about borders on cruel, this could be the key to providing him with a powerful catharsis; it can help to ease and smooth over the deep-seated issues credence still cannot find it in himself to let go of.
graves himself is exceptionally good at this, which shouldn't be surprising when so much of him is all about power and control: be it controlling others' perceptions, their image of him, all possible desirable outcomes and results of his endeavors. The man who masters himself can master the world, and graves doesn't intend to be left in the dust. now, he wants to give credence more of his own back, wants to show him that being the most powerful obscurial in the world is different from actual strength, and he's spent the last half hour or so carefully explaining the intricacies of bdsm, the fundamentals and essentials and how, beyond all the toys, the chains and ropes and whips, lie the issue of trust, the transfiguration of power from one state to another, and how it's never truly lost.
they come up with a safeword, and graves makes credence remember it, makes him understand that the use of a safeword does not mean that credence is letting graves down -- that it is there for him to use when he requires. graves takes care to gauge his boundaries, and nearly fifteen minutes in, he sees fit to push him past them, to take him deeper.
credence's hands are bound to the headboard with silk rope, the young man on his knees and spread open, a vibrator buried in his ass and a tight leather collar around his throat. graves finishes securing the cock ring around the base of his dick, tight and firm, and he lays kisses down his neck before his palm comes down hard cross his ass in a hard slap, leaving vivid red marks on fair skin. ]
β it's up to you
with credence's upbringing and history of intense repression that just about borders on cruel, this could be the key to providing him with a powerful catharsis; it can help to ease and smooth over the deep-seated issues credence still cannot find it in himself to let go of.
graves himself is exceptionally good at this, which shouldn't be surprising when so much of him is all about power and control: be it controlling others' perceptions, their image of him, all possible desirable outcomes and results of his endeavors. The man who masters himself can master the world, and graves doesn't intend to be left in the dust. now, he wants to give credence more of his own back, wants to show him that being the most powerful obscurial in the world is different from actual strength, and he's spent the last half hour or so carefully explaining the intricacies of bdsm, the fundamentals and essentials and how, beyond all the toys, the chains and ropes and whips, lie the issue of trust, the transfiguration of power from one state to another, and how it's never truly lost.
they come up with a safeword, and graves makes credence remember it, makes him understand that the use of a safeword does not mean that credence is letting graves down -- that it is there for him to use when he requires. graves takes care to gauge his boundaries, and nearly fifteen minutes in, he sees fit to push him past them, to take him deeper.
credence's hands are bound to the headboard with silk rope, the young man on his knees and spread open, a vibrator buried in his ass and a tight leather collar around his throat. graves finishes securing the cock ring around the base of his dick, tight and firm, and he lays kisses down his neck before his palm comes down hard cross his ass in a hard slap, leaving vivid red marks on fair skin. ]
Tell me what a bad boy you've been.