The door closed behind him with a soft fatal click.
Aiden's knees buckled almost instantly. He'd barely stepped into Riven's suite, and already the atmosphere was suffocating- rich leather scent, low lighting, the faint scent of polished steel and sweat.
Riven stood across the room, dressed in all black. Shirt unbuttoned to mid-chest. Gloves on. His cold eyes dragged over Aiden's form like he was prey. Meat. Property.
"You're late," Riven said calmly.
Aiden's heart stuttered. "I- I ran-"
"Shut up."
One word. That's all it took. Aiden dropped to his knees automatically, his breath catching. That tone always triggered something deep inside him. Like a switch being flipped.
"I don't want your excuses. You came here to be ruined. That's what you asked for isn't it?" Aiden nodded.
"Speak."
"Yes, sir. I- I came here to be used."
"To be what?"
"To be broken."
Riven's smile was slow and terrifying, "Good."
He stepped forward, gripping Aiden's hair and dragging him forward until his cheek pressed to the cold, polished floor. A boot dug into his back.
"You'll stay here until I say otherwise. Don't speak. Don't twitch."
Aiden whimpered softly, nodding.
He heard Riven walk away- then the souncd of drawers opening. Metal clinking. Something soft being dragged across leather.
Time stretched.
When Riven returned, he straddled Aiden's back slowly and pressed something cold against his spine- a metal bar.
"This'lI keep those legs wide for me."
He shoved the bar between Aiden's thighs locking it to a tight width. Then came the cuffs- wrists bound behind him. And then the collar.
Aiden's cock was already hard.
"You're disgusting," Riven muttered tugging the leash clipped to the collar. "You leak every time I tie you up. You haven't even earned pain yet."
Aiden let out a shuddering moan.
Riven crouched beside him, whispering near his ear. "You want pain, don't you? Want to be gagged and filled until you cry?"
"Yes," Aiden gasped. "Please, sir."
Riven slapped his face- light but sharp.
"Too eager. I haven't even started."
The next few minutes were a blur of commands. Riven dragged Aiden to the padded bench in the center of the room. Arms and legs strapped down. Ass raised. Hole exposed. Plug already stretching him from earlier- it pulsed inside him with each breath.
Then came the toys.
First, the remote-controlled plug. Riven turned it on.
Aiden's entire body jerked.
"Level one," Riven said coldly. "You'll stay there until I decide you've earned more."
Aiden bit his lip, panting as the low vibration throbbed inside him.
Then came the clamps.
Riven twisted one onto each nipple- tight unyielding. Aiden gasped, tears already springing to his eyes.
"Too much already?" Riven mocked "We've barely started, pet."
Aiden shook his head violently. "More. Please."
Riven laughed.
"You're disgusting."
He leaned down and licked a tear off Aiden's cheek.
Then cranked the vibration to level three. Aiden screamed into the leather bench cock twitching, leaking helplessly. He was overstimulated already, the pressure building inside him.
"Don't even think about cumming," River growled. "Or I'II edge you for three hours straight."
He tied a tight ring at the base of Aiden's cock, just in case.
Then came the whip.
The first strike across Aiden's back made him cry out.
The second made him moan.
The third made him thank Riven.
Again. And again.
Until his back was flushed, marked stinging.
"Count it," Riven ordered.
Aiden sobbed, "Eight, sir- thank you, sir.
"You're my favorite toy," Riven murmured dragging the handle between Aiden's cheeks. "You're so easy to break."
And he was breaking.
Not from pain- but from pleasure denied.
An hour in.
Aiden was shaking. Gagged now. Plug still vibrating. Leaking into a pool on the floor beneath him. Nipples red and pinched. Wrists raw from straining.
Riven had edged him four times already. Always stopping at the last second whispering "no" in his ear like it was gospel.
Then came the wand.
Riven pressed it to Aiden's cock, still ringed, trembling.
"You'll beg with your eves now," he said.sitting behind him, arms wrapped around his torso. "You can't speak. You can't move. You can only take."
Aiden screamed through the gag as the wand's vibration overwhelmed him.
"No cumming."
He turned it up.
Aiden's body convulsed. His eyes rolled back.
Still- no release.
"You're mine," Riven whispered. "My hole My plaything. My filthy little whore."
Aiden nodded frantically, tears streaming.
Riven bit his shoulder- deep.
Then finally-
"Cum."
He yanked the ring off.
Aiden exploded. Screaming, shaking. The orgasm ripped through him like a tidal wave, violent and overwhelming.
He came so hard he went limp.
Riven stroked him slowly as he trembled, "You're so beautiful when you break."
Riven untied him gently. Cleaned him. Kissed every red mark. Ran warm water over his skin.
But then-
He pushed him back on the bed. And slid back inside his used, sore hole.
"No rest," he whispered. "Not until you're crying for me to stop."
Aiden only moaned.
He didn't want him to stop.
He wanted more.
He wanted everything
Because he wasn't just Riven's boyfriend.
He was his property.
And he'd never felt more loved.