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Chapter Six
It had been a few weeks since Link had finally shown his dominating side to the mercenary. It had caught Ike completely off guard to see Link in all the latex, belts and stilettos, but in the end he didn't mind it. Link looked GOOD in it. He had great legs for it, and it surprised him even more that Red was the one that taught him how to walk in those shoes. Ike would have to look up everybody else's kinks later. He had a bigger problem on his hands.
While things were going well between Ike and the Hylian, Ike felt there was something missing. When in public, Ike always made the appearance of being the top dog in the house, but in private, Link was the one in control. Yet that control had slipped recently. Link had not touched Ike in four days. Not even a barking of an order to lie down on the floor on his stomach so that Link could-literally- walk all over him in his heels. Ike was missing his Hylian Master immensely. Dare Ike admit it- he LOVED being Link's slave. It was such a thrill knowing that someone who walked that fine line of androgyny-not to mention shy around other people- could be so domineering in bed. Then a thought danced around in his mind: did he…want to be taken that way? Even with Link being the Master, Link was barking orders for Ike to fuck him, it was never for Ike to bend over and take it. The thought danced around in his mind, the mercenary gagged and bent over a chair while Link was--! Ike's mind wandered happily as he stripped down to his thong -an undergarment he had grown to adore- and prepared to give himself some sexual relief. His thoughts were interrupted when Peach had knocked on Ike's door jamb, not looking the least bit happy. She tapped her foot impatiently on the ground; perhaps she was hanging around Sonic a little too much. "YOU have work to do, mister!" "Wait-what?" Ike blinked, surprised that Peach had come all this way just to say that. He immediately went to cover his barely covered loins with his hands as Peach just stared at him with disappointment. Admittedly his last team match with her didn't fare as well. "You. Have. Work to do. As Link's trainer in Domination, I have superiority over you by default." "WHAT?" "On your knees. Now." She snapped her fingers and pointed down to the floor, causing the mercenary to blink rapidly. Who the hell was she to be telling him to do things? "Do. It." Peach bit out, making Ike give a brief noise of fear as he went and got on his knees in a hurry. Instinct told him to have his hands behind his back, while the princess moved swiftly, tying Ike's hands and wrists together. "Such a sad excuse, you are. Sometimes, the Master must be led into being dominating by the Slave. It's the one act a Slave can do to give an iota of pleasure to their master." "What would that-AUGH!" Ike was silenced immediately by a smack of a once hidden riding crop to his backside. It stung so good. No, Ike focus! This isn't Link that's doing this to you, it's Peach! "SILENCE! Now, to answer your question, said act that the slave must do to get what he wants…is to beg." Peach walked around the bound and kneeling mercenary, tapping a seemingly dainty finger to her pink lips. "Masters can only do so much. They can't read minds, and they can easily be bored with a current slave if they aren't doing anything to let them know of their own wants and needs. From what Link has told me…you haven't said a word about anything that YOU have wanted." Sky blue eyes looked at ocean blue and narrowed venomously. "Is this true?" if there was a moment where he wanted to hide away in a dark dark room away from everyone, it was now. Ike hung his head low in guilt. He had never considered telling Link what he wanted between the two of them. There were a few things he wanted to try, but he never got up the guts to tell his lover and Master. His eyes turned away from the princess, mouthing the word 'no.' "Well, than. What do you want?" Ike looked up at that question, thinking about what he was planning on doing before Peach came in the room. It was true. He wanted to be dominated completely and utterly. He wanted to feel what Link felt. There was one thing that made him painfully hard as he thought about it; being taken with a collar and leash on. He moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he ached for release, his thoughts not helping him any. "Nnngh, Peach…" "Yes?" "C-can I have a moment to myself, then I will let you know?" "No, you will tell me right now. I don't care how painful it is." "Okay I wanna be dominated by Link completely while on a leash!" Ike blurted out at last, doubling over as he felt the ache get stronger in his loins. He finally got some respite as Peach hummed a little tune before leaving the room, closing the door behind her.Ike had gotten lucky today. After being deemed the winner of the match against Ganondorf and Bowser, Ike had struck out to go back to the Smash Mansion to go bathe, get something to eat and get some rest. He sure as hell deserved it. Yet something was very much missing. He had not seen Link at all in two days. And the mercenary had not seen him in the stands during his match. His heart fell a little in his chest as he dragged himself to his room, inserting the key to his room into the doorknob.
A set of blue eyes stared back at Ike as soon as the mercenary opened the door. There he was, the Master, sitting there on his bed with his legs open, and wearing his favorite pair of platform, high heeled boots. "Ulp!" "So, you've been too quiet for too long, have you?" Link narrowed his eyes, snapping his fingers. On reflex, Ike got down on the floor, stomach side down and feeling very embarrassed about the situation. He heard the heels of the Hylian clicking on the floor as Link walked closer to Ike, letting the end of a riding crop drop down onto the mercenary's sweaty back. "Clearly I need to train you better. I can't read your mind, you know. How was I supposed to know what you wanted if you kept your lips zipped?" Ike could only give out a sigh of shame. He had let Link down in that sense. Link had been so open as to what he wanted, yet Ike couldn't do the same? "I'm sorry, Master." "Mmph. Get up and go bathe. Thoroughly. Dry yourself off and put lotion on. I hate it when you have dry skin." The riding crop dragged down Ike's back, tickling his skin and sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. "If you do as I ask, then you will get this." Link let the handling end of a leash comedown for Ike to see as the mercenary was still on the floor, making the ocean blue eyes widen in shock. "I'm sure that isn't too hard of a task, is it? Hell, if you smell good…I might have another slave come to play." Another slave? Oh man. Ike felt another fantasy begin to play in his head. Enjoying himself with another slave while his master watched. "M-may I get up now, Master? Please? My…" "Say no more. Now go and get clean. I will be smelling and inspecting every inch of you when you get out."
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