Bdsm/smut warning. Requested. 

(I don't know how much bdsm you guys want so I went for relatively mild-ish.)

"Wait, so let me get this straight," I said, staring at my boyfriend, "You are a masochist."

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah, Squip."

"I do have a sadistic setting."

" Cool. "

I grin, letting my hand slide onto his thigh, slowly moving upwards, when I reached a spot near his crotch, I increased my hold, my fingernails digging in deep enough to draw blood. Jeremy sucked in his breath, looking over at me with wide eyes.

"You like that?" I asked biting his neck teasingly.

Jeremy nods, tilting his head back so I had easier access to the pale flesh of his neck. I squeeze his thigh again, sucking his neck. I remove my hand from his thigh, scooping the smaller boy in my arms, throwing him down onto our bed. "Let's see how much you like bondage eh?"

His eyes dilated, watching me as I grabbed a pair of handcuffs, a whip, and a long chain. I grinned at my boyfriend who went bright red. "Take off your clothes."

Jeremy blushed, hurriedly doing so, unable to look at me while my eyes relished his body. Soon he was striped and I slipped the handcuffs on him, tying the chain to a hook in the ceiling so his arms were above his head as he rested in his knees.

I smirked and wrapped a blindfold around his eyes so he couldn't see. Jeremy whimpered a little when he realized I wasn't doing anything to him yet. I watched as he squirmed. It didn't take long for him to call, "Squip! Please Squip!"

I don't move, waiting. He looked so helpless, which was turning me on. Who knew this sadistic setting would be so...enjoyable. Jeremy whined, pulling at his hands, "Please, I need you! I need you now, Squip!"

That was all the incentive I needed, I growled low in my throat and began to grind against him, my hands running along his body. I ground against him harder, and he whimpered which only made me grind against him more roughly. A moan escaped him and holy shit what a sound!

Jeremy pushed himself against me but I held him in place, grabbing his left nipple and squeezing as his yelp quickly turned into a moan. Desire and lust ran through me and I attacked his neck, kissing and biting like an animal. Jeremy felt good, but I wanted to go further, I wanted to see him scream for me.

That's when something popped into my head, I pulled away, leaving him once again unsatisfied. He whined and struggled, his hips bucking, "Squip!" there was no hesitation this time to call out, "I want, no need you. I need you in me! I need you to torture me! I need you to-"

" We need a safe word, " I interrupted while grabbing my toy.

Jeremy went silent, but finally spoke, "Broadway."

Without responding, I came behind him, grinning. Biting his ear lobe I said, "Count."

I began to whip his ass, harder every time. He counted, moans quickly turning into shouts. I quickly rammed into him without warning or preparation, Jeremy screaming in surprise. "S-stop," he muttered as I pounded into him in time with my whipping.

Blood began forming on his back, which only made my mouth water. I kicked at the red liquid, which was warm and sticky. My thrusts became more erratic. "Squip! S-stop!"

"Naughty boy," I said biting his neck, " you asked for it. "

Lust rushed through me, turning off all rationally. I drop the whip and reach around with my newly freed hand, grabbing his cock and squeezing a little too hard. Jeremy yelped and his hips jerked back, his hands pointlessly struggling to free themselves. "Is that what you wanted," I whisper in a gruff voice.

"N-no, nmmah" his complaint turned into a strangled moan as I began pumping his member up and down, soon finding a good rhythm.

My other hand clutched onto his shoulder, my nails digging into his skin. Blood poured from his hands, which had chafed against the handcuffs, blood running down his arms and mixing with the cuts on his back.

I moaned at the sight, thrusting harder, I knew I'd hit Jeremy's prostate by the scream he admitted, which only made my thrusts more erratic.

He gasped, "Stop! Too much!"

"You like it," I said, feeling a warm sticky liquid come from his anus, I knew it wasn't cum.

I was close to my climax and growled as I squeezed his dick tightly, not registering that Jeremy's moans had turned into pleas to stop. Jeremy yelled and thrashed, "No! Please! B-broadway!"

Oh shit.

I had gone too far. I pulled out of him, my sadistic mode switching off as I looked apologetically at my boyfriend. Of course he couldn't see me. I untied him carefully and removed his blindfold, "I'm sorry."

He shook his head, trying to look at his backside, which was red and covered in blood, "Jesus Christ Squip!"

I opened my mouth to speak when someone from the other room called out, "What the hell is going on?"

Michael Mell walked into the room, through the door is forgotten to close. His eyes widened and he quickly covered his face, "Jesus! So that's what all the yelling was about! Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamned door?"