Jodah's Revenge
This story is rated R for explicit sexual situations (yaoi, rape, torture)
Chapter 8
Aya said goodbye to his three partners and took off the rest of the weekend. Every Saturday at 3:00 p.m. he left and did not return until late Monday morning. His three partners grumbled a lot, because he left them alone on the busy Saturday evenings and Sundays, but they had learned to accept it. Aya parked his car in the secured underground parking and went up the elevator to the penthouse apartment. His apartment. Well, that's what Sakio called it, but he refused to live here. He didn't want to feel like a kept man, so he still lived in his small room over the flower shop, just like his three partners. The four boys had divided the apartment that came with the flower shop into four small bedrooms, a kitchen, one bathroom, and a living room. Their entire apartment could have easily fit into this apartment's living room.
Their relationship had started by accident. The flower shop had been hired to provide the floral arrangements for a party that Sakio was giving, and Aya had noticed the handsome young man at once. But some miracle, Sakio had also noticed him, and called him a week later. That was a year ago and ever since then, they had spent their weekends together.
Aya partially undressed and sat there on the bed idly stroking himself, waiting for Sakio to arrive. After a short time, he heard the door open. Sakio came into the room shortly thereafter and was amazed, and happily surprised, when he saw what he lover had on: an open shirt and a partial erection. Sakio walked to Aya and took his face in his hands and kissed him, so deep it felt like he was trying to consume him.
After Sakio's usual energetic love making, Aya lay there drowsing in Sakio arms, when Sakio asked once again, "Why don't you live here?"
"We've gone over this before. I don't want to be kept by you. I want to make my own way."
Sakio frowned, brushing a strand of brilliant red hair from his lover's face, "I don't like you living there."
"Why?" Sakio had never said that before.
"You live with three other handsome young men."
Aya looked up at him. "Are you jealous? You know we each have our own rooms. How about you? You are the one who is rich and handsome, not me."
"You are beautiful, Aya," Sakio replied, looking into Aya's violet eyes, "I am in love with you. Don't you realize that?"
"You didn't answer my question. Is there someone else?" Aya said, as usual avoiding Sakio's profession of love. It was something that he was not ready to deal with, besides he didn't know exactly what his feelings were for Sakio.
"No, no one else, but…" Aya looked at him, and Sakio continued, "There is a club, a very special club, only a few members, and all extremely wealthy. And there was a very special auction and I won it."
"Are you telling me that you and this club…"
"No! Not with any of them, but with my prize." Sakio said, his eyes distant as he thought about his prize. "There are things -- men but they aren't really men -- animals who look like men, but they are Demons from another world, another dimension. And I have one. I go once a week to see him."
"You are jealous of me when you are making love to an animal!" Aya yelled, jumping off the bed.
"He is not an animal; he is a Demon. Looks just like a man, except for the fangs and pointed ears. He is a wolf." Sakio tried to explain, now wishing that he had kept his secret, but also wanting to share it with Aya. How was he going to get Aya to understand? "I'm going up this Tuesday, come with me and you can see for yourself."
Aya looked at Sakio who was pleading, stretched across the sheets, arms reaching for him. He let himself be drawn back to the bed. "So you make love to this animal?"
"No, I make love to you, Aya," Sakio promised, as he found Aya's pouting mouth. "The Wolf is only a toy. A plaything. You'll see."
On Tuesday morning, Aya drove to the airport to meet Sakio. His partners were not happy about another few days off, but Aya didn't give them a choice and walked out the door. After parking in the long-term lot, he went to the terminal where Sakio was to meet him. Sakio was already there, waiting, and immediately took Aya to a private plane, not a jet, but a propeller type. When they entered the cabin, he noticed that all the windows were shut. Aya moved to one to open it, and was stopped by Sakio, "You won't be able to open them. The owner of the island, who is also the originator of the club, keeps the location of his island a secret. It is also magically concealed so that no plane other than this one can land on it."
After a fairly long flight, the plane landed on a very small island and the two men got out. A Jeep was waiting to take them to Sakio's home. Sakio put on a rope bracelet and tied another to Aya's wrist, telling him never to take it off during their stay here. Aya looked around the island during the trip, noticing seven houses, radiating like spokes from the tall house in the center. Sakio nodded to it, "Jodah lives there. He is the owner of this island." Then he pointed to a house on the left, "That one is mine." Aya looked at it, all glass and steel. Sakio loved the clean modern look. The Jeep deposited them at the front door and a maid came out to take their carry-on luggage.
Sakio led the way into his home, asking the maid "Where is he?" She told him that "he" was on his balcony. Sakio took Aya's hand, pulling him up the stairs and going through a door at the end of the hall. The door opened to a modern bedroom but it was cold and austere, with no personal items or feeling that it was lived in. Sakio went out to the balcony and Aya followed.
He was standing on the balcony, completely nude except for ropes that dangled from his wrists. He looked like a man, but not quite. He was six feet tall and his body was all hard, lean muscle. His hair was black and tied into a long ponytail that fell down his back. His ears were narrow and pointed, just like a wolf's. His eyes were very odd looking, strange ovals of blue, which were filled with hatred as he stared at Sakio. This creature was definitely not a lover!
"Wolf! This is my friend and you will obey him while he is here." Sakio told him, walking toward him.
The Wolf moved backward and began to growl. Sakio grabbed one of his ropes and dragged him from the balcony to the bed, tying it to the bedpost. Then he took the other rope and walked around the other side of the bed, pulling the Wolf onto the bed, and tied that rope to the other bedpost. Kouga was now lying helpless on the bed, but had never once stopped growling.
"He will never be tamed!" Sakio said to Aya, stroking the Wolf's lean flank, "Isn't he wonderful! Like some wild animal! Come, let's settle in and get some lunch and then we will return to him."
It was late afternoon when the men returned to the Wolf's room. He was still lying there on the bed, tied with ropes that were impossible for him to break. Sakio had explained about the magic in them. Sakio took out a little bottle from his pocket and the Wolf cringed when he saw it. Aya wondered what was in the bottle that could make a Demon fear it -- he would soon find out. Sakio opened the bottle, which had a slender eyedropper attached to the lid and let one drop of dark blue liquid fall onto the Wolf's chest. Then he began to undress slowly, always watching his pet.
Aya noticed that the Wolf was no longer growling, and beads of sweat had began to form on his upper lip and forehead. In a couple of minutes, his body started to move, slowly undulating. The liquid was a powerful aphrodisiac! Sakio crawled onto the bed and spread the Wolf's legs apart, kneeling between them, and began to fondle his balls. Kouga moaned and his movements grew in intensity. Sakio spread the Wolf's legs wider and slipped two fingers into his revealed anus, searching to find his prostate. Suddenly the Wolf arched and strained against the ropes, a deep groan rumbling from inside of him. Every muscle stood out in starkly, whipcords of unbelievable strength. He was magnificent!
Sakio motioned for Aya to join them on the bed and Aya sat near the Demon's head. He never realized that a wild animal could be so exciting. He bent down and kissed the Wolf, who shook his head violently, breaking the kiss. He didn't want to be kissed!
Aya stroked a tiny nipple, then teased it with his tongue, until it was hard, then he went to the other one. The Wolf was now writhing constantly, and Aya could feel the incredible muscles under his hands. Sakio smiled at Aya, and lifted the Wolf's hips so that he could enter him. As Sakio slowly pushed his rock-hard penis into the whimpering Wolf, Aya moved closer and kissed Sakio hungrily, then he bent down and took the Wolf's throbbing penis into his mouth, sucking and licking it. Kouga was moaning constantly, and soon released, the combination of Sakio's length driving in him and Aya's mouth was too much for him. He spasmed violently, pouring his release into Aya's mouth, which seemed to Aya to have a wild, salty taste. Sakio followed immediately, jamming himself as deep as possible inside the Wolf's tight passage and pumping him full. Aya was the last to go, Sakio bending to take his lover's length into his mouth, while he was still deep inside the Wolf's tight body.
After a short rest, two men left the Wolf and went to their own room to continue their lovemaking alone.
It was late that night, Sakio was sound asleep, and Aya was lying there, thinking about what had happened. The wolf was incredible! It had been so exciting to tame a wild animal, even if it was just for a few minutes. Suddenly he remembered that they had never untied the creature! He got out of the bed and walked quietly to his room.
The wolf was still lying there, tied to the bed, the moonlight filtering through the open balcony doors lighting up his contours. He had fallen asleep and seemed to be dreaming, muttering his sleep. Aya went to him and began to untie him. "What do wolves dream about?" He mused out loud.
"About my mate," the Wolf answered, startling the young man.
"You can talk?" Wasn't the Wolf was merely an animal that had been made to look manlike?
"Yes, I can talk." The Wolf's eyes were full of misery.
"So you have a mate! A nice she-wolf with a bunch of cubs, I guess." Aya said conversationally while he walked around the bed to untie the other wrist. As he untied him, he glanced at the Wolf's hand and noticed a gold wedding ring. Why would an animal be wearing a wedding band?
As if in answer to Aya's unspoken question, Kouga said, "My mate -- my wife -- is human. Like you."
Aya dropped onto the bed, stunned. What was happening here? "You are married to a human?"
"Yes, and I miss her. My dreams are all I have of her now." The Wolf's voice was unbearably sad and his strange blue eyes misted with tears.
"How long have you been married?"
"For 33 years now. We have a son."
Aya finished untying him and the Wolf rushed into the bathroom, leaving the door opened. He turned on the shower, steam rising from the hot water. He went into the shower and sat down, letting the scalding water run over him. "Isn't that hot?" Aya asked, following him into the bathroom. The Wolf's skin was turning bright red.
"Yes, but it takes away his smell. And now it will do the same to yours."
Aya looked at him, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize…" He ended his sentence; suddenly feeling very guilty, realizing that for this Wolf -- no, this man! -- there had been no pleasure; for him, it had been rape.
Kouga looked at the young man standing there, saw the guilt in his eyes, and took a chance. "Please call my wife's mother -- she will contact my wife -- please tell her that I am alive. Her name is Mikoumi Higurashi."
At that very moment, Sakio's voice called from the bedroom, "Aya, are you in here?"
Aya quickly left the Wolf and went to his lover, "I wanted to untie him before we went to sleep," he said, throwing an arm around Sakio's shoulders and guiding him back to their bedroom.
Kouga stepped out of the shower to watch the men leave. Would the redhead make the call? Had he even heard the name? He returned to the hot shower and sat back down on the floor, hanging his head in misery.