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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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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.
"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 13
Quatre gave Duo a questioning look as the long haired slave squirmed yet again. Duo sighed and shook his head slightly, trying to let Quatre know he would tell him later what was going on. Quatre frowned but turned his attention back to his master who had dropped his hand to pet his golden head.
He'd been absent helping Prince Trowa to dress for dinner when Duo had returned to their quarters to get himself ready for the royal dinner. The first time he'd seen Duo was when Prince Heero had arrived and he could tell immediately that there was something up with the other slave. Unfortunately, he'd not had a chance to speak with Duo as they'd gone straight through for the meal and it was forbidden for the slaves to speak in the presence of the King and Queen unless permission was granted.
During the course of the meal, Quatre's eyes had continuously strayed to Duo who appeared to be having trouble getting comfortable and sitting still. His concern grew as the meal progressed and he hoped that Prince Heero hadn't spanked his slave – although that would explain Duo's inability to remain sitting for long in one position. But Quatre couldn't see the prince doing something like that; not only would it be completely out of character for the prince, but Heero also knew Duo's background and the abuse he'd suffered.
No, there had to be another reason for Duo's discomfort – and Quatre was determined to find out exactly what that was a little later... if he could. In the meantime, Quatre reached out a bit with his empathy, trying to see if could gain some insight into whatever was troubling Duo. He managed to hold the gasp when he felt the frustration, arousal and need emanating from his fellow slave. He kept the smirk to himself when he realized that Duo must be in the midst of being punished by Prince Heero for some discretion.
The meal seemed to take forever to Duo, the royal family seemingly in no hurry to finish their dinner. He had no clue when or if his master would remove the objects that were causing him so much frustration – but he could hope. In between courses, Duo listened into the conversation flowing above him in an attempt to distract himself from his aching balls. The talk was mostly related to Heero's betrothed and the last minute wedding preparations. Heero informed his parents about the suite he'd selected for the princess to use until they were married. Queen Une discussed the banquet that would follow the nuptials, informing Heero of the various dishes that would be provided. The final acceptances were in and the seating plan being arranged. There really wasn't anything else left to do other than hold the wedding rehearsal and then prepare for the big day itself.
The meal came to its conclusion and finally Duo was allowed to stand. His sigh of relief was short lived though as walking meant the phallus inside moved around, stimulating him even more. Aside from that though, he was disappointed to find the family adjourned to the sitting room to share brandies and continue their discussion of the wedding.
Once again he was forced to try and find a comfortable position to sit in whilst waiting for his master to finish.
Fortunately for Duo, the torment wasn't to last too long and soon he was walking alongside Quatre and behind the princes' along the halls of the castle. Instead of retiring to his own chambers though, Prince Heero decided to accompany his brother back to Trowa's chambers for a little further discussion. Once inside Prince Trowa's chambers, Heero sat opposite his brother before the warm fire and got comfortable. Before Duo could kneel beside the chair, Heero requested a drink. Following Quatre to where the crystal decanter and goblets sat, Duo did his best not to show any discomfort.
Quatre took a quick glance over his shoulder to note their masters were in conversation and not paying them any heed. Keeping his voice to a whisper, Quatre asked the question that had been consuming him all evening. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing,” Duo whispered back.
“There's something wrong,” Quatre pressed, pouring a generous amount of amber liquid into the two glasses.
With a sigh, Duo gave in. “Master is punishing me for speaking out of turn.” He took a glance at the two princes who were still locked in their own conversation. “I'll tell you later, I don't want to be punished further.”
Understanding Duo's predicament, Quatre nodded. He really didn't want to get Duo into any further trouble for talking. Picking up a glass he walked back over to Prince Trowa and offered the drink. Duo followed the other slave, passing his own master his drink before settling on his knees at the side of the chair.
The fire was starting to die down by the time to two princes were through with their talk and Heero bade his brother goodnight. With a miserable Duo following behind him, Heero made his way back to his chambers.
Once inside, Heero went straight through to his bed chamber. “Undress me,” he commanded, Duo moving forward to comply. With the nightshirt in hand, Duo approached again, only to have Heero wave it off. “I much prefer to sleep naked,” he informed and climbed into the bed.
Folding the clothing up and placing it on a chair, Duo wondered what he was supposed to do. Heero soon solved that problem though.
“Remove your clothing and join me. I wish for you to sleep with me again tonight.”
“Yes, master.”With clothing removed, Duo carefully slipped into the bed beside his master. His cock was almost purple, swollen with need. His balls screamed for relief and his passage ached continuously from the phallus residing within.
Strong arms reached out and wrapped themselves around Duo, pulling the slave close. “I am proud of you tonight, Duo,” Heero began, his blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight. “You behaved perfectly.”
The warm glow of pleasure at the prince's praise washed across Duo's cheeks. He wasn't used to being praised and it was something alien to him – but he could get used to it. “Thank you, master. I am trying to be good.”
“I know you are. It's unfortunate though that I have to resort to punishing you in this manner for you to behave properly. I would much prefer not to have to punish you at all.”
Lashes lowered over violet eyes as Duo nodded.
Although his slave appeared genuinely remorseful for his actions, Heero intended to punish him for a bit longer – just to drive the message home. “Lie on your side facing away from me,” he ordered.
Confused, Duo did as was asked. Moments later, Heero's hands began to trace over his body and he shivered with the touches. His cock dribbled more precome from the swollen head and his passage clenched around the foreign object lodged inside.
Heero occupied himself with tracing patterns over the creamy skin of his slave for a while, knowing by the simple tremble of muscles just what effect he was having on his slave, but he was tired too and wanted to sleep, although he fully intended to take his slave first. Having tasted Duo's body once the long haired slave was like a drug and Heero was becoming an addict. He couldn't help himself, he had to have more of his slave.
Reaching for the oil, Heero spread a generous amount over his length, placing the bottle to one side. Reaching between Duo's cheeks, he located the T piece of the phallus and gently began to pull the item from the slave's body.
A soft moan escaped Duo as he felt the slide of the wood against his inner passage, his cock leaked further and he had to close his eyes against the unadulterated pleasure that swept through his body. With the phallus removed, he felt completely empty - and shocked at himself for wanting to have the item returned. Despite the torment it gave him, he couldn't help the feeling of loss when it was removed. A needy whine left his throat.
Chuckling at the whine, Heero placed the wooden object to the side and grasped the base of his cock. “I think you like the feeling of being filled, my sweet slave,” he said with a kiss to the back of Duo's neck. “But for now, I have something far better.” Words said, Heero thrust his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt with that one push.
A soft cry of surprise left Duo's throat as he was impaled upon his master's length, but there was no pain, the phallus having done its job of stretching him very well. It also meant that his master didn't need to wait for him to adjust to the invasion either – not that his master had to as Duo was but a slave and had no say in his life.
The heat and tightness of Duo's passage, despite having borne the phallus for several hours, was exquisite, Heero having to bite his lip to stop from coming too quickly. He gave a few, slow thrusts, gaining some form of control over his body before he began to speed up and increase the depth of penetration. Heero wrapped his arms around Duo's waist, pulling the slave closer as his hips continued in their steady forward and back motion.
The inner battle Duo was fighting threatened to tear the slave apart. His master's striking of his prostate, the feeling of his master's cock sliding in and out of his sheath all pushing him towards an explosive orgasm, one in which he couldn't indulge given the restraining cock ring he still wore. A keening wail of frustration left his throat when Heero hit his prostate twice in a row and his hands began to sneak towards the catch of the ring.
“Don't,” came the command from his master, the words carrying a very real threat in them. “Only I can remove the ring and allow your release. This is your punishment, Duo.”
Drawing his hands away, Duo whimpered, moaned, begged and pleaded with his master to remove the ring, but Heero wouldn't listen. “No, Duo. You will learn to control your tongue and if this is what I have to do to teach you that control, then so be it.”
Closing his eyes, Duo did his best to try and think of other things, all to no avail. He was angry at himself for allowing his mouth to run away from him, annoyed that he'd become so needy and determined to never get himself into this situation ever again – if he survived that was.
His release coming for him in a rush saw Heero push deep into Duo's body as a low growl left his throat. He emptied himself into Duo, the pleasure causing his body to shudder with the intensity of his climax. When he'd finished coming, he remained inside Duo, allowing the last ripples of his pleasure to wash over him. His cock softened and slipped out, Heero reached for the phallus and inserted it quickly into Duo again.
“Master?” Duo asked when he felt the slide of the wood in his passage.
“I am tired, Duo. We will sleep now.” Heero pressed a kiss to Duo's neck, released the slave from his hold and rolled over to his other side. He knew he was being cruel in leaving Duo unsatisfied, but the slave had to learn and this was the only way Heero knew of to discipline him. It tore him apart to leave Duo frustrated, but if Duo behaved, Heero would grant his release soon enough.
A sigh of resignation left Duo and a tear slid out of one eye to run down his cheek. Sometimes he wished Heero would beat him for his punishment instead of torturing him in this way. Beatings he could handle, but this? A soft snore came from his master and reluctantly Duo snuggled into the mattress, careful to keep his oversensitive cock from brushing against anything.
It would be the early hours of the morning before Duo found any rest.
* * *
A sliver of sunlight found its way through a chink in the armor of the heavy drapes and woke Duo. He groaned softly, his head felt like cotton wool with the lack of sleep. Moments later his balls decided to ache fiercely and remind him of his still aroused state.
“Good morning, Duo,” Heero greeted and kissed his slave.
“Master,” Duo responded, returning the kiss.
Releasing Duo, Heero stretched and yawned. “Please run a bath for me and put out a set of my normal robes.”
“Yes, master.” Duo shuffled his way out of the bed, careful to avoid the sheets connecting with his very swollen cock. Inside his passage he could feel the phallus shifting, reminding him to watch his tongue. Running the bath, Duo made a silent vow to himself that he would be on his very best behavior for his master from this day forward. Having suffered twice now for speaking before thinking, he had no desire to repeat the punishment. He wondered if he would be allowed his release any time soon. With the bath now full and Heero's jars set out on the stone surround, Duo headed back to the bed chamber.
“Your bath is ready, master,” he informed, dropping to his knees beside the large bed.
“Thank you. Whilst I bathe you will set out my clothes and tidy up the bed chamber.” Heero slid from the bed and grabbed his robe, slipping it on before exiting to bathe.
Whilst his master took his bath, Duo set about tidying up the chamber. He was particularly fussy, making sure everything was just perfect. He hoped that if he could show his master how good he could be he would remove the hated cock ring and allow him to come.
When Heero reentered his bed chamber, Duo was kneeling in the center of the room, the bed perfectly made, the room spotless and his clothes lying in wait upon the bed. Heero smiled to himself. It would appear that Duo had more than learned his lesson this time. “Thank you, Duo. You may put on your pants and fetch my breakfast.”
“As you wish, master.” Duo grabbed his pants and slid them on, grateful that they were quite a bit loose on his still too thin frame. At least no one would be able to tell he was fully erect – that was one embarrassment he could do without!
Duo made it to the kitchens and collected Heero's breakfast tray without any trouble. He didn't run into anyone on his trip there and back, nor did Noin say anything to him, the cook being far too busy with her meal preparations for the day to notice anything unusual about the slave. Returning to Heero's quarters, Duo set the tray down on the small table and knelt beside his master who was sitting in the armchair awaiting his return, a sheaf of papers in his hand.
Placing the papers on the table, Heero removed the covers from the dishes and began to eat, passing food to Duo as he partook of his breakfast. Duo remained quietly beside his master, opening his mouth obediently when Heero passed food to him. Once the meal was finished, Heero decided to take pity on his slave and grant him his release. Duo had behaved perfectly and Heero felt the slave had suffered for long enough. He watched as Duo collected the empty dishes and stacked them back on the tray. “Duo?”
The long haired slave turned to face his master. “Yes, master?”
“You may leave the dishes for now and come here.”
Doing as he was told, Duo set the empty plate down and approached his master, kneeling at his feet.
“Do you understand why I have punished you, Duo?” Heero asked.
“Yes, master. I must learn to control my tongue,” Duo replied.
“I know you are capable of behaving in a manner befitting a personal slave, you have shown me that several times. What I need from you, Duo, is to behave in that manner all the time. You are to serve me without question, without complaint. When you do not it reflects badly on me. How can I ever hope to have the respect and loyalty of my future subjects if my slave questions my word, does not behave appropriately?” Heero reached forward and placed a finger under Duo's chin, raising the slave's head. “Look at me.” Duo's eyes opened, misery and shame written clearly in those amethyst depths. “Do you understand what I am saying?”
“I am sorry, master. I promise to try harder, I will be the perfect slave for you. Please, don't sell me...”
Grasping the slave's chin a little more tightly than he'd intended, Heero spoke sharply. “How many times do I have to tell you I will not sell you? Is it so hard to trust my word?”
Duo winced and flinched at the harsh tone. “I am trying, master. I want to believe you, really I do, but...” A tear rolled down Duo's cheek.
“Oh, Duo.” Heero reached forwards and pulled the slave up from his kneeling position and into his lap where he cuddled him close. “I know you have had a hard time of it and I really can't begin to comprehend exactly what you have been through, but my word is my word. Trust me when I say I will never sell you back into the life you led before, to do that would make me no better than the masters whose hands you have suffered at. No, Duo, I give you my word that I will never sell you.” A soft sniffle came from the head tucked under his chin and Heero ran a soothing hand along the back of Duo's head.
“Thank you, master.” Duo whispered the words.
Heero held his slave for a few minutes longer before turning him around in his lap so that Duo's back was pressed against his chest. He was pleased to note that Duo didn't question his actions, merely accepted them and allowed Heero to do as he wished. A soft smile graced Heero's lips as he ran his hands along the bare flesh of Duo's sides. Reaching the pants, he slipped a hand inside and drew out Duo's cinched arousal. A soft moan escaped his slave. Duo's manhood was swollen and dribbling continuously from the tip.
“Do you want to come?” Heero asked, his breath ghosting over the shell of Duo's ear, his hand stroking the rigid length.
“Yes, please, master,” Duo moaned.
“I think you have learned your lesson.” Heero ran his hand down to the base of Duo's cock and located the catch on the cock ring. With a little fumbling he managed to release it. Grasping Duo's length once more, Heero began to pump the organ. “Come for me, Duo.”
Duo had been achingly hard for so long that it took a few seconds for his brain to register that the restricting ring had been released from his cock and he could finally reach that ultimate goal. His master's hands upon his flesh filled him with further pleasure and he let himself sink into it.
With one hand steadily pumping his slave's cock, Heero's other hand dipped inside the pants to locate his slave's balls and gently rub at them. They were swollen and hard, a solid reminder to just how long Duo's orgasm had been held at bay.
Given his highly aroused state, it didn't take Duo long to come. A few strokes to his shaft and Duo's hips were thrusting upward, the soft caress to his balls sent him spiraling over the edge. The intensity of his orgasm took both master and slave by surprise. Copious amounts of fluid poured from Duo's cock to coat his belly and master's hand, the force of the pleasure tearing through him and stealing away any conscious thought. He slumped, sated against his master's chest.
Noting his slave had passed out from the intensity of his climax, Heero took the opportunity to study the young man in his arms. Now that he was receiving proper care and good food, the slave's thin frame was slowly beginning to fill out. The hair that was once a matted mess now shone with health and fell in luxurious waves around the slave when he left it loose. The shadows were gone from beneath those luminous eyes and Duo's skin held a healthy, pink glow to it. All his injuries had healed, although several scars still remained and would do so for life, but that didn't bother Heero, if anything it made him even more grateful he'd stumbled across this enchanting creature and rescued him.
“Decided to return to the land of the living?” Heero chuckled as Duo finally began to stir in his arms.
Realizing where he was and what had just happened, Duo found the strength to try and move away, only to have his master hold onto him even more firmly. “You are truly a lovely sight to behold when in the throes of orgasm, Duo,” Heero whispered and nuzzled the slave's ear.
Blushing red to the tips of his toes, Duo squirmed with the compliment. “Thank you, master.”
Heero held his slave for a few moments longer before deciding he really needed to get moving for the day. Reluctantly he let Duo go. “Clean yourself off a bit and return the dishes to the kitchens, you are then free to return to your quarters and bathe. I will require you to tidy my chambers and bring me lunch later. This afternoon I have meetings with my father and the advisory council so I will not require you again until dinner time.”
“Yes, master.” Duo stood up and suddenly became aware of the phallus still inside him. He paused for a moment, then thought better of asking his master about the object.
Heero hadn't missed the pause and inner war of his slave. He smiled when Duo obviously came to a decision and continued with Heero's requests instead of questioning him. Standing up, Heero thought he would clear up any unspoken question before settling into his day's work. “The phallus is to remain inside you. You may remove it when you bathe and for other... necessities, but either replace it yourself immediately after or have Quatre do it for you. It will serve to remind you of your place. I will take it out when I feel you have earned the right to have it removed.” Words said, Heero left to start his day.
Duo finished up and once he'd left the dishes in the kitchens he returned to his quarters and a certain blonde slave who waited patiently to hear why and how Duo was being punished.
* * *
Over the course of the remainder of the week, Duo managed not to cause his master any further upset. The phallus remained inside him for another day before Heero deemed he'd learned his lesson well and truly. Grateful to have the tormenting object removed, but well aware that it could be returned at any time, Duo was on his best behavior at all times and regularly sought out Quatre to help him to understand more of his role as personal slave so he could serve his master even better. Heero was delighted with the subtle changes; his slave even managing to surprise him by anticipating things he would need or wanted before he had to ask. Heero made sure to praise Duo often for his good behavior and felt warmed when his slave blushed prettily. There was a fire now in those violet eyes that hadn't been there before, Heero noted, a clear sign to the Prince that the slave was finally settling into his role and accepting that Heero wouldn't abuse him.
Duo was stoking the fire when Heero returned to his chambers after partaking of dinner with his parents. Hearing the door open, Duo set the poker back in the holder and approached his master to remove the cloak.
“Thank you, Duo.” Heero moved to sit in the chair by the fire and closed his tired eyes. Duo hung the cloak away and returned to kneel at his master's side. A hand dropped down to caress the chestnut locks causing Duo to purr softly.
“Would you care for a drink, master?”
“No, thank you.” Heero relaxed back in the chair for a few moments before opening his eyes and staring into the flames. “Duo, the princess will be arriving tomorrow.”
“Yes, master.”
Heero spent the next few moments doing his best to order his thoughts and choose his words carefully. The talk he was about to have with his slave was necessary, even though Heero was reluctant to speak. Deciding he'd be far better off just coming out with it and let Duo ask his questions, Heero finally began to talk. “The princess will be bringing her own slave with her as you are already aware, however...”
Duo looked up at his master, unsure of what exactly the prince was trying to tell him.
“As I am to be wedded to the princess so she will eventually become my queen once I ascend the throne. This will mean that all I have and all I am will also become hers.”
Duo frowned. He wasn't all that sheltered that he didn't understand how the laws of marriage worked and he knew the princess would become queen and share all of Heero's worldly goods so to speak... Then a slow understanding began to dawn on him. “Master?”
Looking at his slave, Heero could see the faint flicker of understanding registering in those violet eyes. “Yes, Duo. Although she will have her own slave whom I expect will continue to look after the princess even after we are wed, as my personal slave you will also be expected to obey the princess.”
“I see, master.” Duo chewed over that information for a moment. “May I ask a question, master?”
“Yes, Duo. You may.”
“What exactly will I be expected to do for the princess?”
“You are to obey the princess as you would myself. If she should ask something of you I expect you to comply without question or complaint.” Heero watched as his slave's mind obviously ticked over with the information. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, master. I will obey the princess and treat her orders as if they were from yourself.”
“Good.” Heero caressed his slave's head. “I will admit, I am a little selfish here though.” Blue eyes locked with the slave's violet before Heero continued. “If I am perfectly honest, I really don't want to share you with anyone, I want to keep you all to myself.” Duo's cheeks pinked with his master's words. “As I have said before, even when I am wed, I will still want you as my personal slave, and I mean in all ways.”
That was something that took Duo by surprise. He'd thought that once his master was wed, his more 'intimate' duties would no longer be required as the prince would have his bride to satisfy any and all urges. “I am yours always, master.”
Heero sat for a little while longer with his fingers stroking through Duo's hair and pondering the future ahead. Eventually his eyes started to droop and he yawned. “I think I will retire. Please turn the bed back, Duo.”
The slave hurried off to do as requested, folding the sheets back just as his master entered the bed chamber. Moving gracefully across the room, Duo assisted the prince to remove his clothing, folding the garments and setting them to the side. Once Heero was completely naked he slipped onto the bed and pulled the bedclothes over himself.
“I wish for you to join me,” he told Duo, the slave stripping and sliding in alongside his master. Heero wound his arms around Duo's waist and pulled the slave closer. “Sleep now, tomorrow will be a busy day.”
Snuggling deeper into his master's embrace, Duo didn't take long to drift off.
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