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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 12
- 13
- 14
Disclaimer: I don't own the G'boys, They belong to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow them from time to time to play with and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Sap, angst, bondage, slavery, Yaoi, Lemon, lime, het, violence, dark, fluff, AU, OOC.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 1xR, 2xR
Betaed by Karina *snugs*
Summary: Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.
Author's Note: This fic was started back in 2004 and has languished on my hard drive ever since, only sporadically being added to when I have the time (and the muse the inclination) . Updates will be far between, but rest assured, it will be finished. Feed back is most welcome as are honest critiques. Flames will be dealt with as I deal with all flames – with sarcasm.
Commenced July 2004 – published January 2008
"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 12
Noin looked up as the young slave entered the kitchens and immediately noticed something different about the shy slave. He seemed to glow, radiating a feeling of happiness. Noin smiled and kept her thoughts to herself. She had a fairly good idea of what may have transpired to cause the slave to be this way.
“Ah, young Duo, what can I do for you?” she asked, keeping her voice soft.
“I have come for Prince Heero's lunch, Miss Noin,” Duo replied.
“Of course,” said the cook. “Just give me a moment to put it all on the tray for you.”
Duo sat by the table the cook had been rolling out dough on, his eyes darting around the warm and delicious smelling kitchens.
“Here you are,” said Noin as she placed the tray on the table.
“Thank you, Miss Noin,” Duo replied politely as he stood and took hold of the tray.
“You're welcome, Duo.” Noin smiled and picked up her rolling pin again. “I'd best be back to my work.”
With a smile, Duo turned and left the kitchens and kindly cook. Making his way back through the castle, he soon arrived at Prince Heero's rooms and setting the tray to the side on a small table, he knocked.
“Enter.”
Opening the door and picking the tray back up again, Duo entered his master's chambers, pushing the door closed behind him.
Heero looked up from his position at his desk, his eyes shining warmly when he spotted Duo. “Is it lunch time already?”
“Yes, Master,” Duo replied. “Would you like the tray on your desk?”
“No, put it by the fire, I need a break from all this work.”
Duo dutifully placed the tray on the small table beside the large chair and fell to his knees on the other side. He watched from under his bangs as his master got up and came over to join him, sinking into the chair with a soft sigh.
The lids were removed from the dishes and Heero began to eat. He passed food to Duo who took it into his mouth and savored being fed by his master. Once the meal was finished, Duo went to rise to take the tray back to the kitchens when Heero stopped him.
“Take them back later, Duo.”
“Yes, master.”
“I am going to take a look at the chambers I will be using once I am married. I wish to see that they have been cleaned and prepared to my expectations. My father has also requested I select a suite for my bride to use when she arrives before we are wed and he suggested the suite next to mine.”
Duo gave his prince a curious look as he noted the tone in which Heero spoke. “You do not wish for the princess to be in the rooms next to you, master?” As soon as the words left his mouth, Duo cringed. He was questioning his master once again. His balls decided to throb then and remind him that questioning his master was not a good idea.
Heero, however, had either decided to ignore the slip up or allow Duo to get away with it considering the thoughts that were currently rolling through his mind. “I do not think it would be a good idea to have my betrothed so close. There are some people who would like nothing more than to soil the princess' reputation and I have no wish to subject her to that. There are other rooms further down the hallway which would possibly be suitable. I'd like for you to accompany me.”
Duo was a little surprised by the request, but with the memory of his painful balls still in his mind, he thought better about questioning his master a second time. One slip up he might get away with, but two...? “As you wish, master.”
Heero stood and walked towards the door, Duo falling into step two paces behind him. They walked through the castle in companionable silence until they reached what Duo had dubbed the 'Burgundy suite'. Opening the doors, Heero stepped inside, Duo right behind him.
The heavy drapes were pulled back, allowing the sunlight to stream in and warm the room. It had been cleaned as per Heero's instructions. The wood of the furniture glowed warmly with polish, the rugs scattered about the floor were fresh and fluffed, the chairs surrounding the fire had been brushed down and the scent of jasmine hung in the air.
“Good,” Heero muttered as he took in the freshly cleaned room. He wandered through to the bed chamber and noted that whilst the bed had yet to be made up with fresh linens, the heavy bed spread had been given a good clean. A quick glance into the adjoining slaves' quarters told him they had also been spruced up. Satisfied, Heero stepped back out into the corridor and closed the door behind him.
“Duo, I have no idea as to what sort of suite the princess would like. I hope you will assist me in making a suitable choice.”
“Me, master?” Duo floundered. “But, I have no clue as to what a lady would like.”
Heero gave him an amused smile. “Then we will have to blunder through together.” Closing the door to the marital suite, Heero turned and headed back to the section where his chambers were. Passing by his chambers and continuing on down the hall, they soon came to more doors. Heero stopped at the first one and opened it.
Following behind his master, Duo stepped into the room and gazed around. The suite was a little smaller than Heero's chambers and decorated in light blues.
“Master?”
“Yes, Duo?”
“Permission to speak freely, master?”
“You may speak, Duo.”
“I think this room might be a little small for the princess.” Seeing the frown starting on Heero's face, Duo elaborated. “I haven't had much to do with females, master, but what I have learned is that they usually have a lot of belongings with them. The princess is coming here to marry you and will then reside in the castle so I believe she would also be bringing with her quite a large amount of personal belongings, and they will need somewhere to be stored.”
“Ah.” Heero realized then exactly what Duo was trying to say. “I think you might be right, Duo.” He raised a hand to Duo's cheek and cupped it gently, running his thumb across the high cheekbone in a soft caress. “Thank you.”
Blushing, Duo dropped his head; but he did lean into the caress.
“There are a couple of other rooms down this way that might suit,” Heero said, dropping his hand and turning on his heel to exit. Duo fell into step behind him.
The second room also seemed a little small but the third one was bigger and decorated in pink and peach.
It made Duo's stomach churn and his eyes water when he entered into the room. “What an awful color combination,” he blurted, not stopping to think. As soon as the words were out of his mouth he froze. Shit!
The words were spoken loud enough for Heero to clearly hear them, and whilst he might have agreed with his slave in regard to the color scheme, it was not his slave's place to question it. Turning around slowly he watched as Duo paled and bit his lip. The slave dropped to his knees, bowed his head and clasped his hands behind his back in the submissive posture.
“Master, I am so sorry. I shouldn't have said that.” Seeing his master raising his hand, Duo cowered and waited for the blow to land.
A spark of anger flared momentarily in Heero when he saw his slave cowering, waiting for the blow of a reprimand, but he forced it down. He'd thought his slave would have learned by now that Heero did not use physical blows to discipline his slave. It appeared he was wrong.
The hand dropped towards him and Duo closed his eyes as he cringed, waiting for the pain of the blow to register. Instead, the hand dropped to his head then slid down the back of it to the base of his braid and pulled gently, forcing Duo to raise his head.
“How many times do I have to tell you I will not punish you through beatings?” Heero asked, his voice a little weary.
“I'm sorry, master. I will try harder.” Duo's voice held a misery to it which tugged harder at Heero's heart.
Shaking his head, Heero spoke again. “Duo, look at me.” Violet eyes opened to allow Heero to see the anguish and fear residing there. “This disobedience of yours must cease. I can allow a few slip ups whilst we are alone or with my brother, but I can not allow them when we are in other company, especially once I am wed. I thought you would have learned that lesson by now, especially after the last time. If you continue to persist you will leave me with no alternative but to punish you severely – and no, I do not mean by beating you. Continue in this manner and I promise you I will put the cock ring back on you and this time your release will not happen for several days.” Heero knew it was a cruel threat, but he really couldn't think of any other way to control his slave's wandering mouth.
A soft shudder passed through Duo, his balls throbbing at that point to helpfully remind him of how much the frustration of being on the brink of orgasm but unable to have that release, hurt. “I am sorry, master. I will try harder, I promise,” Duo replied miserably.
“I know you will,” Heero replied softly and caressed the slave's cheek. “I will address your punishment later, once we return to my chambers, for now we still need to find a suite to suit my betrothed.” Heero dropped his hand and walked away, leaving Duo kneeling on the floor.
* * *
The sun was starting to drift low on the horizon by the time Heero returned to his chambers, a subdued Duo behind him. They had finally picked a suite they thought would suit the princess and all that remained was to have it cleaned and aired out. Sitting down heavily into the chair, Heero let out a soft sigh. Duo fell to his knees beside the chair and waited for his master's commands.
After sitting in silence for a couple of minutes, Heero stirred. “Duo, please remove my boots and then go and draw me a bath.” Hastening to his feet, Duo moved to do as requested. Once the boots were removed, he walked quickly through to the royal bathing chamber and started the water. Returning to Heero's chambers he noted his master had moved into the bedroom.
“Would you like for me to get your clothes ready, master?”
“Yes, please. I will require slightly more formal attire as I am to dine with my parents.”
“Yes, master.” Duo quickly busied himself in fetching the Prince's clothing and setting it out upon the bed. As he worked he wondered if he would be required to attend with his master or if he would be dismissed to his own room. He also hoped his master had forgotten about his earlier disobedience.
Heero approved the choice in clothing before moving through to the bathing chamber, Duo behind him. “Remove my clothing and wash me,” Heero commanded. He knew he was being a little short with his slave, but Duo did need to learn that Heero couldn't and wouldn't put up with his slip ups.
Deciding not to provoke his master's temper, Duo kept his mouth shut and quickly divested the Prince of his clothing. As his master slipped into the water, Duo folded the clothing and placed it on a chair before fetching Heero's jars, soap and a couple of large towels. He set them down upon the edge of the opulent tub and dropped to his knees, waiting for his next orders.
“You may strip and join me, I require you to wash me,” Heero ordered. As Duo stood and began to remove his clothing, Heero closed his eyes and rested his head back on the edge of the tub. “I will also require you to accompany me to dinner. Once I am bathed, you may wash yourself.”
“Yes, master,” Duo whispered and stripped out of his clothes, a soft blush tingeing his cheeks. Regardless of his status as personal slave, he still couldn't help but blush when naked around his master. Climbing into the tub, Duo reached for the soap and began to wash the Prince.
Gentle hands worked the soap over his skin, causing Heero to shiver from time to time, between his legs his desire for the long haired slave began to make its presence known. Relaxing into the warmth of the water and his slave's ministrations, Heero let his mind wander to his future queen and he knew he needed to let Duo know that although the Princess would be bringing her own personal slave with her, he would be required to serve the new queen too.
Duo washed his master efficiently, cleaning the skin of arms, legs and torso. He wasn't oblivious to the Prince's rising excitement and wondered if his master would want him to take care of that for him. With nothing other than Heero's groin left to wash, Duo took a deep breath and began the task. His slippery hands worked over the semi erect flesh, gently caressed the sac beneath and worked their way through the wiry hair. As he washed so Heero became harder. Once done, Duo moved back and waited.
The tingle in his groin grew with each touch of the slave's hands until Heero was fully aroused. There was no way he would be able to sit through dinner with his parents unless he found relief first. He opened his eyes to see Duo just off to the side, head bowed and waiting his next orders. A glance to the window told Heero he had enough time to indulge before dinner. His eyes also saw that his slave was not unaffected by the situation, Duo's cock starting to rise nicely between his legs.
“Duo, I have need of your talents,” Heero said softly and motioned for his slave to come closer. Duo moved across to be at his side. “Time is short but I cannot attend dinner while in this state.” Heero indicated to his erection. “Use your hands to bring me relief.”
“Yes, master.” Not wanting to get himself into any further trouble, Duo slipped his hands under the water and between Heero's legs, one curling around the thick shaft, the other cupping and fondling Heero's sac. He began to pump, occasionally swiping his thumb across the small slit and drawing moans of pleasure from his master.
He wouldn't last long, Heero knew, the gentle touches and teasing setting his body on fire. Within minutes, the prince was beginning to tense, his hips thrusting upwards before a low growl left his throat as his semen left his cock. Moments later, Heero slumped, enjoying the last waves of his orgasm.
Satisfied with the result, Duo continued to stroke until Heero went soft in his hand, only then did he release the prince and move backwards a touch. His own body was tingling from head to toe, the fire concentrating between the juncture of his legs. Duo pondered his chances of getting to come while his master recovered.
Blue eyes opened and Heero took a deep breath, throwing off the last of the lethargy from his climax and started to stand up. “Fetch me a towel and dry me off, please,” he ordered.
Duo scrambled to his feet, ignored his own erection and did as he was asked, drying his master in record time. With a towel wrapped around his own body, Duo followed Heero back to the prince's chambers.
“I will dress by myself,” Heero informed. “You are to return to your own quarters and dress accordingly, then return here to accompany me to dinner with my parents.”
“Yes, master.” Duo was about to leave when the prince spoke again. “Before you go I will address your punishment.” Duo froze. “I did tell you that your insolence cannot go unpunished and I meant it. You need to learn to control your tongue, Duo. Come here and drop the towel.”
Miserably, Duo complied. He knew what was coming (and it wouldn't be him for some time if he was correct), but he also knew he deserved the punishment and was only thankful that he wouldn't be beaten or whipped. The prince picked up the familiar box and withdrew the hated cock ring from inside. He also removed another item, one with which Duo was not familiar.
“Present yourself to me,” Heero stated and sat down on his bed, legs slightly parted. Duo moved forward to stand between his master's legs, his erection having wilted a little. “Believe me when I say I don't like to punish you, Duo, but I cannot have you questioning me or matters that do not concern you. You are my personal slave and as such you are here to serve me, unconditionally and without question. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master. I'm sorry and I promise you I will try harder.”
“I'm sure you will, but for now it appears you still require discipline.” Heero reached forth and grasping Duo's cock he slipped the silver ring over the head and along the length to sit snugly at the base. He fastened the catch and released the organ. “You are not to touch the ring at all under any circumstance. Only I am to remove it. Understand?”
“Yes, master.”
“Good. Now, turn around and bend over.”
“Mas-?” Duo quickly bit his lip to stop the question from leaving his mouth. After all, it was his mouth that had gotten him into this situation to start with. Unsure of what to expect, he turned and bent over.” The only thing he could think of was that his master was going to whip him. He'd been in this similar situation and position before – several times – and it had always been for a beating across his thighs and buttocks. He clenched his muscles from force of habit as he waited for the first blow to fall. A gentle caress to his cheeks was not what he expected and he flinched out of instinct.
“Duo, I will not beat you,” Heero reiterated yet again and with a sigh he continued to caress the warm flesh. “Please, relax otherwise this will hurt and I do not intend to punish you through pain.”
Doing his best to force his muscles to stop their contracting, Duo took long, deep breaths. With his slave occupied in trying to settle himself, Heero picked up the bottle of oil and applied a liberal amount to the wooden phallus he held in his hand. He also coated his fingers thoroughly and reached for Duo's cheeks again.
Gently he caressed along the cleft, teasing slightly with his touches before pushing a digit inside the slave. Duo gave a soft moan. The prince spent a few minutes working first one finger, then a second into his slave and loosening him up. Once he felt Duo's passage was relaxed enough, he removed his fingers and brought the phallus forth. He rested the head of the carved wood against the pink entrance before pushing it inside. Slowly but steadily Heero worked the item into Duo's sheath, pushing in and pulling out slightly, careful not to hurt his slave. Once it was completely inserted, Heero attached a 'T' piece to the bottom to ensure it wouldn't completely disappear into Duo's body.
“You may stand up,” Heero ordered and wiped his hands on the towel.
Confused, Duo did as he was told. He turned to face the prince, the questions clearly in his eyes, but he dared not voice them.
“You wish to know what it is that I have placed inside you and the reason for doing so?” Heero asked with a smirk.
Duo nodded.
“It is what we call a phallus, a fake penis. It is carved from wood, smoothed and polished and will remain inside you until I remove it. It has the benefit of keeping your passage stretched so I may take you at any time I wish without having the need to prepare you. You will also find it can be pleasurable... very pleasurable.”
Partial understanding showed on his slave's face and Heero knew he'd gotten the part about remaining stretched; it was the pleasure part that hadn't quite registered yet. But it would, of that Heero had no doubt.
“It is a part of your punishment. You will keep it inside for as long as I say so and what part it plays in your punishment will become very clear to you soon enough. Now, go to your quarters and get ready. I am expected for dinner before the sun has completely set.” Heero got up and turned from his slave, clearly dismissing the youth.
Still a little confused, Duo picked up his towel and clothes, wrapping the towel around his hips before leaving the prince. He'd only gotten as far as the sitting area when the reality of the phallus and its part in his punishment became completely clear. With every step he took he could feel the thing move inside him. Whilst it wasn't painful, it was a little uncomfortable, that was until it brushed against his prostate when he took a few further steps. He gasped as pleasure sang through his blood, his cock swelling and dribbling precome but unable to do anything else due to the restriction of the cock ring. Closing the door to Prince Heero's chambers behind him, Duo paused for a moment and leaned against said door. He gave a soft growl of frustration. This punishment was going to be complete torture for him, far worse than any flogging could ever be – and the worst part?
He only had himself to blame.
~ * ~
tbc...
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