Author: demialwrites

Day 9 – Bondage

I felt bad writing Genji yet again, so here’s a Soldier76 one

“This is for your own good. Don’t resist,” the man known as Soldier 76 growled at you.

You hadn’t been causing that much trouble. Yet, he pushed you against a wall and cuffed you. The cuffs were noticeably old, with scratches and nicks all over them. Yet, they held. And really, you didn’t mind so much. For all the soldier pretended to be a tough nut and sounded like someone took sandpaper to his vocal cords, you had a gut feeling that you were in safe hands.

You fidgeted impatiently, wishing those hands would touch you more than they already had. Roughly, with lots of manhandling. You let your head fall back against the wall you were sitting against to stare blankly back at him.

“C’mon, you have to eat.”

The man was trying to feed you what tasted like a field ration. You never had one of those, but it looked like one. It was bar-shaped and bland. Soldier gave up after a short while.

He grunted and ate the bar himself. “Suit yourself.”

“You got anything else?” The words felt insolent as they left your mouth, but you couldn’t help it.

Soldier 76 crushed the wrapper in his gloved hand and stormed off, his boots crunching on the dirty floor of the abandoned warehouse. Now you’d done it. He wasn’t going to feed you now.

You considered the grey walls and the discarded broken omnic parts strewn about until the soldier came back. He shut the door behind him quietly. He carried a single-serving yogourt cup, which looked comically small in his man-sized man. His boots scuffed the floor as he fell into a relaxed seated position.

“Good enough for you, Princess?”

What sexy sass.

“It’ll do.”

The roughened man produced a plastic spoon from a pants pocket. You let him feed you with said spoon. The yogourt was peach-flavoured. He fed you carefully and patiently, like he had to have done this before. For a child or an elder. You swiped your tongue along your lips, finding them already clean.

“I’m gonna find you a safe place and then we’ll part ways,” he said, stuffing the garbage in his pocket to discard later.

“No.” How dare he decide for you?

The soldier leaned closer with squinted eyes. You trembled with a thrill. He was trying to intimidate you.

He let the dramatic pause go on too long. You had gathered courage already to spring forward and smush your lips to his. His hand stopped mid-way to your throat, from his reflex to push you back. He tore himself from you, instead. He grumbled and stormed out again, leaving you wondering what he would return with this time.

Day 9 – Bondage

“Awake, Slave?”

A voice with a soft volume, but an edge to its tone, brought you to better awareness.

Genji nudged at your shoulder with his foot.

“You need to provide your services,” his voice grew louder as he descended onto one knee beside you, “to your master.”

The cloth gag in your mouth meant you didn’t have to answer with the proper words. With proper respect. You lifted your cheek from the rug, then let it back down. Genji was walking around your body to near your hips.

He lifted a foot and let it rest on your ass cheek, near where your hands were tied behind your back. His applied more pressure, pressing the green knobs on the bottom of his feet into the thick flesh. You twitched your muscles, the knobs causing discomfort.

“Fine. I won’t,” Genji said, disappointed.

“Still,” he mused, “you are only worthy of being at my feet.”

They appeared in front of your nose.

“Kiss them.”

He can’t be serious.

Yet, you did. You worked your lips around the gag and reached them out to give his grey ‘toes’ a tentative kiss. What dirt you were, on the floor. You lay waiting for your master’s next order, a warm haze settling on your mind.

“Again.”

And so you did. He could have ordered you forty times to kiss his feet, and you would have mindlessly obeyed. Applied your lips all over the front where the cute little cleft was.

“Let’s see if you will go farther…”

Genji had you suck on his artificial ‘toes.’ When he pulled his foot away, a string of saliva was attached. You whipped your tongue out to lick it clean.

Genji chuckled. “You are dirty.” He crouched next to you again to whisper. “But you like it that way, don’t you?”

His words turned you on and made you feel sick at the same time. Yet, you were excited when he stepped between your legs and nudged them apart with his feet.

You closed your eyes and sighed. He was petting your sensitive entrance with the toe of his foot. It felt so good that you could ignore the sick feeling. Your cunt lubed itself quickly. You heard the lewdness of his stimulations and tensed up around his toes.

“Slave,” he warned.

Genji was about to scold you, but hearing him speak to you at all was enough for you to be more at ease. You relaxed around his intrusion. He resumed the petting.

“You are doing well.”

Genji sounded pleased with you, and it when to your head. Without using it, you rocked your hips back against his foot, seeking more of the sensation.

“Ahhhhh,” the air escaped his lungs as a lustful sigh. His modesty plate thunked to the floor. “You are such a good slave. I deem you worthy of my cock.”

Sadly, Genji took his foot away. It was soaked with your wetness. Genji knelt between your legs. He pulled your hips up into position. He gave himself a few quick strokes at you laying there, just for him to use.

Genji gave short thrusts into your needy cunt, working his way inside.

“Do I give you purpose, My Toy?” He exhaled, your soft and warm heat engulfing his cock in the best way. “You exist just to please me, don’t you?”

You groaned, feeling complete while filled by your master. Genji started slow for a few thrusts, then picked up speed. The lewd sounds were louder now.  You clenched around his cock at hearing them.

“You…please me…”

Genji’s voice was strained, breathy. He was speeding towards his end. His hands hit the rug on either side of you. He rutted into you hard, his body curved over yours. You screamed moans into the gag, soaking it with drool.

Genji took a hand off the rug and slipped it under to ravage your clit, forcing you to cum with him. He swore to himself as your cunt squeezed his cock rapidly.

He sat up and pulled out. Fingers spread your cheeks to let him see you stuffed with his cum.

“Hey. Hey,” Genji said softly. He caressed all the skin he could reach. “Are you alright?”

You hummed long and half-heartedly, totally spent and sweaty. He laughed at your sorry state and rose to free you and take care of you.