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“You thought you could get away huh? I think I taught you to not underestimate me, Megumi. I am the King of curses, every creature trembles in fear before me. And you believe that you can get away from me? It seems I need to be a little bit more explicit with my claim over you.”
Sukuna whispered into Megumi's ear as he pushed the black haired boy back into his apartment and onto the dirty floor, laying on top of him so he couldn't get away again.
He had caught Megumi fleeing his home just as he came back from something that he needed to take care of, something that took him longer than expected.
And it seemed like Megumi had gotten bored of waiting for him and decided to just leave.
But no one left him. The King of curses. The most powerful sorcerer to exist. Sukuna wouldn't accept that.
“Y-You have been away for almost two weeks… left me here completely alone. Why should I stay here?!”
Megumi grunted beneath the heavy man, his bloody cheek pressed flush to the floor.
It had taken him two whole weeks to even bring up the courage to try leaving this hell.
This, Sukunas almost empty apartment, was his prison. A hell on earth.
The man just did with him as he pleased, fucked him whenever and however he wanted, never asking for Megumi's consent or well being.
He gave him food and water and whatever he needed to survive, but he treated him like his personal fucktoy nevertheless.
Megumi had no idea why Sukuna chose him for that, but he hated every second of it.
“Because I want you to, Megumi. You belong to me. You are mine. And I will never let you go. But it seems that I have to make that a little bit more clear for you, so you will never try to get away again, hm?
Feisty little kitten you are, always testing my patience and your boundaries.”
Sukuna chuckled, hauling Megumi up, throwing the boy over his shoulder like he weighed nothing and brought him into his bedroom.
Megumi got a little hurt when Sukuna caught him escaping. His left arm was injured, covered in scratches and bruises and one of his kneecaps was dislocated, his ankle badly bruised and swollen, probably broken as well. Many bloody scratches covered his chest, Megumi had fought Sukuna heavily before the pain had overwhelmed him. But of course he never had a chance to begin with.
The pink haired curse with the face black tattoos laid him down on their shared king size bed and took his torn clothes off his body, leaving him naked and cold all by himself to fetch someone that would take care of his injuries before he proceeded with his prisoner. Sukuna wasn't a monster.
“Uraume? I have a patient for you. Patch him up for me and make sure nothing gets infected. I want to have him fit for my use again as soon as possible.”
The powerful man ordered his white haired servant who was sitting in his own, plain room on the other end of the apartment.
“Of course Sukuna-Sama. I will be with you right away.”
The servant got up from his wooden chair and went to get all the medical stuff needed. This wasn't the first time that Megumi was injured. It happened quite often to be honest, so Uraume knew exactly what to do.
Sukuna went back to their bedroom, getting onto the bed right next to the naked Megumi and started caressing his abused body.
“Baby, why did you do that to me? You know I can't let you go. I love you, I love you so much. And I hate hurting you.”
Sukuna said, looking down at his wounds and shaking his head in pity.
He only wore a white cotton kimono that he opened now and let the soft fabric drop down onto the floor next to the bed, leaving him just as naked as his prisoner.
He lifted one of Megumi's milky thighs and leaned his body a bit forward onto his side to make room for himself between the boy's legs.
“What are you doing, Sukuna?!”
Megumi grunted as the taller man positioned his body to his liking, holding one of his legs up in the air and hooking his arm beneath his knee.
“I'm doing what you are here for. Using your body for my pleasure. But don't worry, Uraume will be here soon and take care of your wounds. You will be all better in no time. I’m gonna try to be as gentle as I can, considering the state of your body. Maybe that will change your mind about me.”
Sukuna chuckled as he spat down on his hand and rubbed it against Megumi's tight hole, massaging the tight ring of muscle to make it soft and pliant to take his already hard cock.
“Are you serious ?! You can't mean that you crazy bastard. Can't you see that I am in no condition to serve your perverted fantasies?!”
Megumi tried to get out of the curse's grip, fighting against him as best as he could with an injured body and an exhausted mind.
“Oh you are. Your body is stronger than you give it credit for, baby. And now stop fighting and give in to me, I promise to make you feel good, better than you ever felt before.”
Sukuna bit into the dark haired boys earlobe as he pushed his cock past his tight rim, thrusting his massive dick with one harsh movement deep inside Megumi's ass.
Megumi cried out, tears springing into his eyes and his whole body tensed up from the sharp pain that rushed through his whole body. Sukuna had never stretched him before, but now it has been two weeks since he last fucked him and it just hurt so badly.
Just then, Uraume entered the bedroom of his master.
It wasn't a new sight for the white haired servant, he just took a deep breath as he saw the tormented boy that was caught in Sukuna’s hard, bruising grip on his fragile body.
He felt pity for him, he had never seen his master being so obsessed with someone else. And his way to show his interest and feelings towards the boy wasn't exactly the right one.
“Hello, Megumi. I will tend to your wounds now. I'm sorry if it hurts a little.”
Uraume bowed to his well known patient before he set his tray with disinfectant and all kinds of bandages down onto the nightstand of the bed, trying to ignore what was happening right in front of his eyes.
Sukuna was fucking the boy like his servant wasn't right there in front of the bed, watching them.
He didn't care about that. Megumi was his and he could do what he wanted. He was the most powerful person there was, and no one could tell him what to.
Megumi could only nod a little, his eyes wide, rolled back into his skull and he was moaning loudly from the pain he felt from being split wide open on Sukuna's massive dick.
Megumi didn't want Uraume to see him like this, he always hated when Sukuna fucked him in front of the servant. Megumi liked Uraume, he was sweet and gentle and kind and he didn't deserve to be pulled into this. Sukuna often did this when Megumi wasn't behaving like he wanted because he knew his little plaything didn't want others to witness how Sukuna used his hole, took advantage of his body and touched him everywhere.
“Alright, then let's see where you are hurt, young master. Your knee here looks like it needs my help.”
The white haired servant looked down on Megumi's body, saw all the red marks and scratches on his pale skin. He would take care of that later. First he would tend to the worst injuries and then work his way up to the other smaller ones.
Meanwhile Sukuna’s thrusts became harder and faster, Megumi's hole had slowly gotten used to his size that was forced inside after two weeks of having a break from his thick and massive cock. Megumi was sure his rim was torn, he felt warm fluid dripping down his inner thigh but that was to be expected after Sukuna hadn't stretched him in the slightest.
“You are so tight, Megumi. You are squeezing my dick so well. Your soft, warm walls are milking me dry in no time.”
The powerful man moaned in Megumi's ear as he thrusted inside his ass, making the younger boy cry and sob from his hard poundings.
Megumi was used to be treated that way, Sukuna only chasing after his own orgasm, taking from his body what he wanted without caring for his needs. Megumi only ever came when Sukuna had accidentally hit his prostate, which wasn't often or even regularly. Which made it even harder to bear all of this.
“H-How nice that you are having your fun. Can't r-really relate t-to how it is if it f-feels good.”
Megumi grunted from behind gritted teeth and Uraumes head shot to the side, his eyes wide in shock from Megumi daring to say such offensive, disrespectful words. Never had he heard him say something like that, even if he was angry at Sukuna. Something seemed to have changed for Megumi.
Even Sukuna didn't believe his ears as he heard what his little plaything said.
“You can't relate, huh? I never made you enjoy our sex before, is that what you are saying?”
Sukuna took Megumi's face in his other free hand and turned it around to force Megumi to look at him while he talked. His voice was cold, ice cold and it made Uraume tremble in fear before him.
He knew that voice, he had heard it many times before and it was always when he was about to murder someone. Or wipe out an entire village.
But Megumi didn't even blink. He stared him dead in his red eyes and didn't even think of taking his words back.
“Yeah, that's exactly what I mean. Since the day you brought me here, I’ve had maybe three or four orgasm in total. And that by accident and not because you wanted to make me cum. It's only ever about you. I fucking hate if you shove your massive dick inside of me, it's fucking disgusting.”
Megumi spat directly in Sukunas face after he was done talking, emphasizing his words with this immensely humiliating gesture.
Sukunas face hardened as he felt the warm spit landing on his cheek and Uraume took a step back from the bed they were laying on, knowing his master and knowing that this was the rudest thing anyone had ever dared to do to his master.
Megumi was as good as dead.
“Uraume. I think I didn't allow you to stop the treatment.”
Sukuna said without taking his eyes off of Megumi, still holding his face in place with his hand, lightly squishing his cheeks together. Megumi looked at him with an expression so full of hate and despise, it lit a fire up in Sukuna's chest.
“Y-You are r-right. I'm so sorry, Sukuna-Sama. Please forgive me.”
Uraume immediately rushed back to Megumi's knee and continued to wrap bandages and a splint around it to pull the dislocated kneecap in place again.
Sukuna hummed in answer, pleased by at least Uraumes unconditional obedience to him.
“Let's prove you wrong then, shall we. I will make you come so many times you will forget where you are and beg me to stop. You will never want to come ever again in your entire life.”
Sukuna chuckled with a dangerous smirk on his face while he reached down between Megumi's legs to grab for his soft cock.
He grunted a little as he felt that it was limp, but he pushed Megumi down on his back and made himself room between his legs without caring a second about how Uraume could continue his work on his damaged knee then.
“F-Fuck, tell me before you move you motherfucker.”
Megumi grunted, pain shooting up his spine from Sukuna changing their positions while still being buried deep inside of him.
The pink haired man only chuckled, wrapping his other hand around Megumi's throat and his fingers pushing down on his windpipes on the side of his neck in a silent warning.
“I could rip out your soft little human throat every second without a care in the world. I think you should start watching that mouth of yours because my patience with you is running out slowly. I already tolerated more than I would with every other pathetic human being. Don't ever think I wouldn't kill you too.”
Sukuna threatened Megumi, leaning down to him until their lips were only an inch apart from each other.
His mouth twisted into a satisfied smirk as Megumi’s pupils dilated and he felt the power radiating through the hand that choked him.
Megumi knew damn well how powerful Sukuna was, he was just sick and tired of that bastard treating him like trash. If he was his prisoner, he wanted his attention. He wanted to be cared for and shown that he was important to the King of curses. Why else should he be held here then? To rot away in this room?
But he couldn't say anything right now because of the hand squeezing his throat shut so he only nodded, signaling Sukuna that he understood. That he accepted his superiority and was aware that he was pretty pissed off with him.
Good, Megumi thought.
That was exactly what he wanted.
To piss the arrogant bastard off as much as possible.
“Good boy. Then let me make this ‘worth your while’ now. I will make you regret those disrespectful words you spoke to me. You will never dare to say anything like this ever again when I'm done with you.”
Sukuna let go of Megumi's throat again after squeezing it one last, hard time to make it clear to Megumi that he meant every word he said.
He sat up on his knees then, lifting the uninjured leg up over his shoulder and the boys ass as well, resting it on own legs and started to thrust hard and deep inside Megumi's ass.
With one hand he supported his weight just next to the dark haired boy's head, and with the other he touched Megumi's cock, stroking the soft flesh and manipulating it to reach full hardness.
Megumi bit down on his lower lip and closed his eyes, turning his head to the side to not be forced to look at Sukuna’s smug face. Megumi had enough of him, he hated that guy and was sure he could never make him cum. He didn't want to give him that victory. His big, rough hand felt weird touching his cock, fondling his soft flesh. It was so different from when he did it himself, the curse's hand was big enough to completely cover his dick.
The position he forced him in allowed Sukuna to thrust in so deeply, Megumi thought he felt his dick in his stomach.
Uraume had a hard time fastening the splint around Megumi's injured knee with the hard thrusts of his master making the whole bed rock back and forth, but eventually he managed to wrap a few bandages around the split to hold it in place and tie it together with a knot.
The white haired servant now needed to tend to his swollen ankle next, grabbing a cream to cool the skin and calm down the swelling.
“T-too fast, b-bastard! Too d-deep! S-Slow down.”
Megumi moaned, his whole body trembling and shaking from the way Sukuna pounded into him.
Uraume heard the squelching and slapping skin against skin noises, the heavy breathing of the poor dark haired boy that had to endure so much pain at once.
“Stop giving me fucking commands, Megumi. I'm really getting tired of you thinking you have something to say here.”
Sukuna took the hand that was fondling Megumi's cock away from between his legs and gave him a few hard backhands until he decided the boy had enough.
Megumi's face was already a little swollen from the cuts Sukuna had given him while he caught him and a black eye was forming from a hard punch he had given the boy so that he would fall to the ground and stop fighting him, and now those open hand slaps only increased the swelling.
His cheeks bloomed red and hot and tears streamed down the sobbing boy's face.
And after that, Megumi was silent.
But also, Sukunas thrusts became a bit slower and less forceful.
His hand wandered down again between Megumi's legs to grab his cock and continue stroking him to full hardness.
After he fucked him a little slower and with more focus on the signs that Megumis body gave him, his cock did start to grow and fill out beneath Sukunas big hand.
Megumi didn't dare to say anything anymore, but as much as he fought it, he couldn't suppress a few whimpers that left his lips the longer Sukuna stroked him and fucked him slow and with the right amount of force in his thrusts.
It wasn't painful anymore, in fact, it started to feel good how Sukuna's massive dick pushed his way inside his tight walls and took control over him, made his way past his swollen rim and massaged his soft walls from the inside.
Megumi felt how his own, much smaller dick twitching and how pre-cum slowly oozed out of his slit, wetting his sensitive tip.
Even Sukuna's hand started to feel nice around his cock, fisting it with the right amount of pressure around his shaft and getting lighter at the delicate head.
Megumi hated that it started to feel good. He didn't want it to feel good, he wanted to hate Sukuna, hate his touch and the things he did to him.
He was now fully hard in Sukuna's big, warm hand and drooled more and more precum in his palm that he used as lube to jerk him off even better.
The dark haired boy moaned again, his head thrashing from left to right to have an outlet for his pleasure without having to look at Sukuna or touch him with his hands.
“Feeling good down there, baby boy?”
Sukuna smirked arrogantly as he saw Megumi fisting the sheets with his hands until his knuckles turned white and heard him moaning beneath him.
Megumi shook his head while biting down on his lower lip to not give the asshole above him more fuel for his big ego.
But Sukuna laughed even more as he saw Megumi fighting his pleasure and flicked his thumb above the boy's sensitive slit, wiping away the big bead of precum that was sitting there.
Now Megumi was unable to keep his voice down and cried out from the pressure on his tip and the pleasure of the touch on his sensitive head. His whole body was shaking as Sukuna fucked him through it, brushing with his next thrust over his prostate, teasing the delicate little gland that brought stars in front of Megumi's eyes.
“F-fffuck, fuck, fuck. Stop it…. you asshole.”
Megumi moaned as he felt Sukuna's dick pushing against his prostate inside his walls, making his toes curl and his vision black for a moment.
He couldn't believe that Sukuna has found his sweet spot on purpose and massaged his cock so well on top of it, stroking him fast but with a surprisingly skilled hand.
Sukuna chuckled as he understood that he had been right about the boy's prostate and had found it after some try and error, proud of himself for getting it right this time. Now he only needed to keep this angle and hit that exact spot again and again to make the already obscenely moaning boy beneath him cum.
Sukuna picked up his pace a little, thrusting faster inside the boys soft walls while keeping the force of his thrusts the same. Megumi seemed to like it a little softer and slower and this one time Sukuna was willing to give it to him. He wanted to see him cumming all over himself, watching how the otherwise cool and stoic boy lost himself in pleasure. Knowing he had been wrong.
The pink haired man with the black face markings pulled the leg that was still resting on his shoulder closer against his hips and leaning his upper body down closer to the crying boy beneath him while continuing to stroke his cock and thrust inside of him, nudging his dick against his prostate. Sukuna's face hovered right above Megumi's now, close enough that their noses brushed against each other. Megumi's body was snapped in half beneath him.
“Cum for me, baby boy. Show me how good I can make you feel. Let me feel how you clench around my cock while you cum all over yourself and soil your body with your own spent.”
Sukuna whispered against Megumi's lips as he looked him deep in his green eyes, licking away the tears that ran down the corners of his eyes.
And after two more thrusts against his prostate and strokes of his cock, Megumi really came.
His cock pulsed and pulsed as his own cum splattered all over his chest and even his own cheeks and Sukuna's hand. Megumi moaned deep and loud as the best orgasm he ever had rolled over his body. But also the most embarrassing one.
His rim clenched around Sukuna's massive dick that fucked him through his orgasm, sucking him in and milking his shaft so tightly that Sukuna came as well, burying himself with one last thrust deep inside the boy.
Both were panting hard as they thrived on their high, Sukuna slowly putting Megumi's leg down from his shoulder, letting the blood flow again and the feeling getting back into of his limbs.
He retreated his hand from Megumi's cock and pushed it against the dark haired boy's lips.
“Clean.” He ordered with one simple word, and Megumi looked at him with new found hate.
He couldn't believe Sukuna had managed to make him cum. He regretted his words more than anything in the world right now. He should never have provoked him like that.
However, he slowly opened his mouth and licked off his own cum from Sukuna's hand, obeying his order like he was supposed to. He had lost this fight, so he needed to pay the price.
“Such a good boy. And don't think this is over after only one round, I will make you cum all night long. My stamina is not anywhere near being exhausted.”
Sukuna smirked as Megumi's tongue was scooping up a big glob of cum from the back of the curse’s hand, his eyes widening in both shock and fear.
“Uraume, come here and clean him up.”
Sukuna ordered without taking his eyes off the stunned boy but he lifted his upper body up a little to make room for Uraume.
The servant quickly hurried to his master's side, done with bandaging Megumi's bruised ankle. It wasn't his best work, but it had been hard reaching his ankle while it was held in place on Sukuna's shoulder.
He quickly grabbed a towel that he also had brought with him in case Megumi was bleeding a lot, which the boy luckily didn't.
The white haired servant nervously and carefully leaned over Megumi's body and wiped his cum away with slightly trembling fingers.
It was a weird moment, Megumi being too ashamed to look at Uraume, and Sukuna watching that his servant didn't touch Megumi anywhere else where he wasn't allowed.
“A-Alright. What about the cuts on his face and chest… And his arm… C-Can I…?”
Uraume asked with a shaky voice, not daring to look at his master.
The boy had said many things no one ever dared to speak out directly at Sukuna, and Uraume was sure Sukuna wasn't happy with that, even though the boy was magically still alive.
“You can do that later, it's not that serious. You are excused now, I will call you when I’m done with him so you can wash him after and do the rest of your work. Go.”
The powerful curse grunted, waving his hand in the direction where the door of the bedroom was.
Uraume was very relieved to hear those words and bowed deeply before his master before he left the room and Megumi to his master's desires. Praying for the boy that he would survive the night.
“So now that we are alone again, let's get ready for round two, hm? I have to prove myself properly to you, maybe this one time was just ‘luck’, don't you agree?”
Sukuna chuckled, slowly pulling out of Megumi and flipping him over onto his back, lifting him up by his hips to have his ass up and his head down.
He put one big hand onto Megumi's shoulder blades, pressing his chest down into the mattress.
Megumi whimpered in pain from being forced to kneel on his injured knee, but of course Sukuna didn't care about that. His knee would heal one way or the other, Uraume would make sure of that.
“You have such a nice little ass, Megumi. I just can't resist when you are presenting it to me like this.”
Sukuna slapped Megumi's cheek with his hand, digging his black painted nails in his supple flesh.
The dark haired boy gritted his teeth, wishing he was somewhere else right now.
“Just get over with it!”
The boy snarled into the mattress, closing his eyes and praying this hell would be over soon.
Sukuna huffed at this, but spread Megumi's cheeks wide to take a good look at his pulsing hole, watching it clench and expand, begging to be filled with his thick cock again.
Sukuna spit onto the opening and closing rim, shoving three fingers inside Megumi without saying a word of warning.
Megumi cried out from being filled just like that, three fingers fucking his ass and feeling up his already used insides. A bit of cum was trickling out of Megumi's hole as Sukuna pushed his fingers in and out, watching the white, sticky liquid ooze out and drop onto the mattress beneath them.
“Such a slutty ass you have, baby boy. Taking my fingers without resistance and immediately moaning like a little whore. Are you that eager to cum again, hm?”
Megumi's ass clenched tightly shut around the three thick fingers inside of it, sucking them in like they were a real dick.
Sukuna started to search for the sweet bundle of nerves again, his only mission being making Megumi cry and beg for him that he had enough and that he wanted him to stop. He wanted to make him cum over and over again until Megumi was oversensitive and couldn't stand it anymore. He would never ask to make him come again or make fun of him for not being able to. The boy would regret his words in no time.
Sukuna thrusted his three thick fingers in and out at a steady rhythm, pushing the pads of his fingers up against the soft walls of the boy's insides to feel where his prostate was hidden.
Sukuna could see how Megumi's dick was getting hard again from his finger fucking, a victorious grin finding its way on Sukuna's lips.
It was actually very easy to pleasure Megumi, he just needed to be a little bit more careful and soft with him and he was melting beneath his hands.
The king of curses grabbed Megumi's dick with his other hand, starting to milk it in sync with his fingers that still searched for his prostate.
“F-Fuck…. S-Ssukuna…”
Megumi moaned as Sukuna stimulated both again, his ass and his cock.
His thighs started to tremble from the pleasure that shot through his body and Megumi buried his face in the mattress. At least he didn't have to look at the guy that did all of this to him.
Sukuna curled his fingers inside of Megumi's tight walls and after a few more attempts, he found a little bump between all the soft flesh that made Megumi's body weak from only one little touch.
Megumi moaned loud and high pitched as Sukuna's finger brushed over it, his hips involuntarily bucking into Sukuna's hand that was still stroking his cock.
“Oh, there it is. Then let's see how long you will last this time.”
Sukuna smirked, starting to push his finger against the small gland again and again, without mercy.
Megumi was soon a crying, moaning mess, trashing his head to the left and right, fisting at the messy sheet beneath his hands.
His thighs were shaking and his cock was drooling and pulsing in Sukuna's hand as he continuously stroked it up and down the small shaft, milking his cock like a cow's udder.
It was an utterly embarrassing position that Megumi was in, ass up and presenting to Sukuna, making himself completely vulnerable to him.
Sukuna's finger brushed against his prostate in a steady rhythm, torturing the whimpering boy beneath him. Sukuna shoved his fingers in and out of Megumi's ass mercilessly, making him feel how his fingers slipped past his rim and inside again with each new thrust.
“P-Please… I.. I can't take it anymore… Please stop.”
Megumi whimpered with an already hoarse voice from all the crying and moaning, his eyes tightly shut and a strained expression on his face.
He was close again, but he didn't want to cum. He only wanted this man to stop pleasuring him.
But of course Sukuna didn't stop. No, he even increased his speed, milked Megumi's cock faster and penetrated his prostate harder, his brushes over the delicate little gland became more forceful and merciless. He didn't even think about stopping now.
“But the fun only begins now, baby boy. Let me see you cum, let me hear your sweet little moans. I want all of you, Megumi.”
Sukuna rumbled with his deep voice as he broke Megumi down with every movement he made, curling his finger inside his ass with each stroke to press against his prostate and fisting his cock nearly violently. He wanted to pull that orgasm from Megumi, he wanted it for himself and he was no man of patience.
“Fu… Hngh…. C….Coming.”
Megumi cried out as he felt that tight pull in his lower belly that told him he was about to cum. His balls drew up to his stomach and his cock was pulsing hard as he felt the next load of cum shooting out of his dick.
“Yeah, that's it. Such a good boy. Such a good, good boy for me.”
Sukuna praised and he felt Megumi's ass clenching around his fingers, pulling them in and not letting go again. Cum was splattering all over the mattress, making the sheets messy with his second orgasm and Megumi's hips couldn't stop rocking back and forth into Sukuna's big hand that still stroked his cock. He felt pathetic, so pathetic for fucking into the hand that tortured him, but he couldn't deny that it just felt good.
Eventually, Megumi's knees gave in and he sank flat onto the mattress, moaning and whimpering into the pillow from embarrassment and unwanted pleasure.
Sukuna let him come down for about ten seconds until he pulled his fingers out and crawled on top of him, replacing his fingers with his dick again.
“N-No… no no, please no. I.. I have enough. It's enough, please!”
Megumi shook his head as he felt the head of Sukuna's dick being pressed against his fluttering entrance.
Sukuna chuckled at this cute display of raw fear of what was about to come, enjoying this so different Megumi compared to about thirty minutes ago.
“Not so cocky anymore, huh? Where is all that snark of yours gone now?”
The curse leaned over Megumi's body and whispered into his ear, licking the shell provocatively as he sunk his dick deep into Megumi's eager, waiting hole once again.
Megumi cried out as Sukuna's cock was shoved inside of him, thrusting past his rim and immediately starting fucking him like he didn't already came twice.
Sukuna's body was heavy and pushed Megumi into the mattress, leaving him no room to even attempt to flee from his position.
He couldn't form coherent words anymore so he couldn't answer the powerful man above him, but he didn't think it was necessary anyways. Sukuna did as he pleased, like always.
This time it didn't take so long to find the boys prostate, he almost immediately found the spot that made Megumi's body tremble and shake out of pleasure, now after two orgasms overly sensitive and bringing tears to the poor boy's eyes.
Sukuna didn't waste any time, he wanted to savor every last second of Megumi's helpless, overstimulated state and make him suffer as best as he could, pounding his dick again and again against the already tortured bundle of nerves.
“P-Please.. just stop. I.. I have enough. I can't take it anymore… it… it hurts.”
Megumi whimpered into the pillow, knowing it was for nothing but he couldn't keep it mouth shut. He needed an outlet for everything the felt, the pain, the pleasure and everything in between. He wanted to come again, but at the same time he didn't because it hurt and stung uncomfortably every time Sukuna nudged against his prostate.
“Yes, you can. You can take it for as long as I say you can. You wanted this, now live with the consequences for running your dirty mouth.”
Sukuna was fucking him harder with every word he said, emphasizing the seriousness of what he said with making Megumi cry even more.
The boy's cock was rubbing against the mattress with each thrust Sukuna gave him, making his suffering even worse from the double stimulation.
It was too much, too much for Megumi to take.
He didn't want this anymore, he didn't ask for this.
“No-No I can't. Please stop. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I said. I didn't mean it, I… I was just frustrated… I was wrong. You can make me cum. You can, I will never say otherwise.”
Megumi pleaded and begged Sukuna to stop, sobbing and heaving into his pillow that was already stained wet with his tears.
“That's good to hear, baby boy. Then take this one last orgasm that I give you and then you can rest and be my good little cocksleeve again that won't ever complain about what I'm doing to you, alright?”
Sukuna spread Megumi's cheeks with his hands, watching how his cock disappeared in his messy and swollen entrance, basking in the misery of his prisoner.
He hoped this punishment was a lesson for the bratty boy that would last long and showed him what a good master Sukuna was, giving his pet what he asked for and even more than that.
Megumi came again with a loud cry, not able to enjoy this orgasm since it was nothing but overstimulated pain.
Sukuna pulled out with a satisfied smirk on his face, cumming all over the boys hole and back, staking his claim over him for everyone to see, even though it was only the two of them. But it was enough that Megumi felt his hot cum cooling on his back and ruined hole, all of his will and resistance hopefully broken for good.
“I'm gonna get you Uraume to clean you up and tend to the rest of your wounds. You served me well today, I will give you the rest of the day to think about your actions and whether it was worth it or not.”
Sukuna got up from the bed and gave Megumi one last look before he closed the door behind him and left him alone again, tears still running down his cheeks and only dull emptiness filling his heart.
“Y-Yes, Sukuna-Sama.”