Bound by Choice (Ch. 45 up!)

Hey, hey, hey everybody! I\'m back from my vacation and I\'m feeling great! ---That is until I go to work on Monday. *sigh* Well, you know how that goes. I couldn\'t get to a computer like I wanted to except for to just check e-mails.... besides, the story itself was back on my laptop at home. And I couldn\'t possibly go on this website with the blocks that were on my kins\' computers. So I patiently waited until I got back here, and started on this chapter right away. I saw the new reviews, and thank you guys so much for your continual support! ^_^ I will continue to write as much as I can! I know somebody said to not hurt Quatre, but as you can probably tell by my last chapter where I was going. But trust me--I will make it as juicy as I can in the upcoming chapters!

EM


Ch. 18

The four boys made their way back to the suite when it seemed that things had calmed down; there wasn’t as much yelling as there was earlier. It was now evening and the day had been hot. A group bath was just the ticket. They flopped onto the floor cushions, exhausted. After about ten minutes, Quatre got up and stripped off his dress, then bent over and undid the lacings on his sandals. He slipped out of his underwear, and then he lay back again. Trowa stared at him, starting to feel aroused. He was still frustrated from earlier, since he and Wufei had only received handjobs from Jean. He hurriedly got up and removed his clothes, and landed on top of the blonde, making his breath come out with a whoosh. “Hey, what’re you doing?” he asked. “Just reliving some tension, that’s all,” Trowa smiled, “besides, me and Wufei got the short end of the stick in this with handjobs, as good as they were, but it can’t compare to sinking it in something tight.” he smirked. “Well, you two did get ‘shafted’, so to speak,” Quatre said thoughtfully. “Let’s see if we can do something about that.”

The boy spread his legs open as if stretching. Trowa got on his knees and started to kiss on his chest. The others were still tired from running and sneaking around, but Wufei found the energy to join in. He ran his hands up the other’s thighs, licking up Trowa’s back. Both boys moaned at the touch. Trowa arched his back as Wufei teased his entrance with two of his fingers. He licked inside as he started to stroke his already hardened cock. Trowa was nibbling on Quatre’s neck and playing with his rosy nipples. Then he lowered his head and engulfed the boy’s length. This time it was Quatre’s turn to arch up. He sucked in some air when he felt his length suddenly swallowed up. Heero was watching the three warm each other up. He felt his own member twitch when he saw Wufei reach back and tease his own puckered opening. He slowly rose up onto his knees and crawled over to where the others were. He grabbed the boy’s hand and pushed it away, at the same time, driving his hardness in his tight passage. The Chinese teen let out a yelp at first, but moaned once Heero started to move. He was working on Trowa, but his plans just changed. The said teen turned around to see what had happened. “I thought you were helping me here, Wuffie,” he said. He looked up at the boy from the floor since Heero’s thrusts made him bow forward into the floor cushions. “Sorry,” he said, the pillows muffling his voice, “I got sidetracked.”
Quatre was getting really turned on, so he pushed Trowa down and got on top of him. He licked up the back of his neck sending shivers down the other’s spine. He knew what he wanted; he rubbed his cock at the boy’s opening, making him push against it. Quatre thrust into the older teen’s entrance, making him shout out loud at the burning sensation that soon gave way to pleasure. Heero leaned over to kiss Quatre, pulling him closer by his lips. Wufei let out a whimper, and his body was trembling. He burst onto the cushions beneath him, and he slid forward, getting off of Heero, and onto his stomach. Heero grinned and got on top of the boy, and continued to satisfy himself. Quatre and Trowa looked at him; it seemed like he was pounding the poor boy into the cushions. Then he saw the taught muscles in his back tense and shiver, and he let out a long moan when he finally came. When he pulled out of Wufei, there was a faint sticky string that still connected the two before it broke. Heero fell back onto the cushions. Quatre was getting close, so he reached between the boy’s legs and started pumping him with his strokes. The blonde was getting flushed, his creamy skin turning a faint rose. Trowa came first with a surprisingly loud moan, with Quatre following soon after. He fell off to the side after slowly pulling out of Trowa, who flopped forward out of exhaustion. “So,” he puffed, “who’s gonna fill up the tub?” The others shouted, “Not it!!” It meant that they weren’t about to do it. “Aw, shit, I should’ve known,” Trowa groaned. “I’m almost always stuck doing this,” he said. He got up to run the bathwater. Since the tub was so large, it took about 20 minutes to fill up. They all made their way to the tub, slowly sank into the hot water, and started to scrub each other. Afterwards, they all fell asleep out in the living room. Little did they know what trouble was to await them tomorrow.

*****

All the while, Lucrezia was watching them on the monitors. She blushed as she watched them, like she did earlier during the day. ‘Those boys are always so intense’, she thought. Having stood to get a better look at the monitors, she sat down in a chair in front of them. After about 15 minutes, she felt herself drift off, but heard the whirring of the elevator motor. Treize and Zechs were coming up. She heard the two men make playful noises, like they’ve been teasing each other. “Just you wait until I get these pants off, Zechsy,” she heard Treize say, “your ass is gonna get it!” “Why don’t you punish me, master? You haven’t done that in awhile.” Speaking of which… “Ahem, master Treize,” Lucrezia said as she stood. This startled the other two, and they cautiously stuck their heads in the office part of the room where the woman stood. “Oh, Luci, it’s you,” Zechs sighed. “You scared the shit outta us, you know. What are you doing here? It’s getting late.” The young woman shifted foot-to-foot uncomfortably in her stiletto boots. They weren’t hurting her; she was trying to figure out how to tell her master and superior trainer that she saw their top boys screwing someone who wasn’t even a top member and doing so without permission. “Well, what is it? Go on, tell us.” Noin looked up. She took in a deep breath. “Well, sirs, it’s like this: I saw the boys fucking Jean Starling from Starling Electronics this afternoon. I was going to tell you in the morning—““WHAT!!!---“Treize shouted-- “But I figure I’d tell you right away.” The older man glared at her. “What, are you sure of this?” he asked, this time slightly louder, “Really fuckin’ sure?” Noin shrank away from his loud voice. “Y-yes, I’m sure, master,” she said, bowing her head on instinct. “It should be stored in the system’s memory banks.”

Treize went over to the monitors, and pushed a button in the lower-right corner of them. A keyboard came out of the bottom, and the lower-center monitor turned into a computer screen. He typed in some commands to look at the security footage in sector H, where the boys were earlier. He saw the entire footage playback there, and it showed the poolside location. It showed Jean sitting down on a lounge chair. He recognized the red-head as he sat down and took off his terry robe. Even he had to admit he was rather handsome. He sped it up about an hour, and he saw his four slaves come into view. They talked to him for about ten minutes, and walked off, started to. Then they came back and he saw what Lucrezia saw. Not only did they talk to someone other than what he told them to, they had sex with him as well! Zechs had come behind him and saw the video as well. ‘Wow, they really hooked him up,’ he thought. Judging by the look of livid anger on his face, it was a good thing he kept said thought to himself.

Just when he thought the man was going to storm down to the boys’ suite, he saw his features change from scary to one of amusement. Treize smirked. “Hmph, they think they’ve gotten away with something, huh? Zechs?” Zechs’ thoughts flew back to the present. “Y-yes, master?” he said warily. “Remember when you asked me to punish you?” “Uh, huh…sir,” The blonde replied. “Well, I’m not going to punish you, but I haven’t had to do that to those boys for a long while…so that’s exactly what I’ll do. I’ll let them rest up tonight, since we have to, too. But when we wake up….they’re gonna fuckin’ get it! And you two will help me! Lucrezia—“

“Yes, master Treize?” she asked. “I want you to stay up here tonight. Call Dorothy up and tell her to get up here too. Me and Zechs will have our hands full, and we need to get them down there. You and Dorothy are next Zechs, so I trust you.” He walked away from the monitors to close the distance between them and he stood before her. “I will give you the code for the lower level tomorrow, when I call for you later in the day. We need to set things up for more company once we get up. There is an empty suite downstairs for you two to stay in. Pagan will show where it is. Go get her now and tell what’s going on, get your stuff and get back here. Zechs and I are going to bed. You’re dismissed until I call for you two tomorrow.” To finalize the impromptu meeting, he kissed her on her forehead.

Lucrezia’s eyes widened in surprise. She bowed after his kiss and immediately left the room. Treize watched her leave, then turned to face Zechs. Zechs had a look of shock on his face. He walked over to him, until he was within inches of his face. He closed the gap by giving him a passionate kiss, hot enough to nearly make the man’s knees buckle. When the blonde recovered, he looked at him and smiled. “You’re really pissed, aren’t you?” he asked. “Yes, I am, but I’m not taking it out on you—not entirely. Let’s go to bed.”

*****

Lucrezia ran as fast as she could back to her quarters. She gathered up her toiletries and another leather outfit that was her uniform. Then she headed over to the next complex over and knocked on Dorothy’s door. Today was her day off, so she usually spent the day relaxing by going out shopping for outfits and toys, then coming home and trying them out. She could hear the familiar buzzing of a vibrator as she walked up. “That’s kinda loud,” she mumbled. “What the hell did she buy this time?” She knocked on the door, and the buzzing stopped. “Who is it?” the girl’s voice called out. “It’s me, Lucrezia. Look, let me in. It’s really important.” The door opened to a woman with yellow-blond hair, and dark forked eyebrows. Lucrezia still couldn’t help but wonder how they grew that way. “Come in, girl, what’s going on?” “Master Treize wants us—he wants us to help him punish his top slaves—the boys.” she said.
“WHAT!? You’re kidding! Sure, I vaguely remember helping in training them, but afterwards, they’ve been the perfect example of slaves around here. It’s rare, very rare for him to punish them. What the fuck did they do?”

Once Lucrezia told her the entire story, her jaw dropped. She was nearly at a loss for words. “So like I was saying, he wants us to be at the mansion ASAP so we can be at his disposal tomorrow. It’s gonna be hard getting them all there at once. They’re usually down there one at a time.” “But isn’t his new acquisition, Duo, down there?” Dorothy asked. “Yes, but he’s about to see things get just a tad worse. It wouldn’t surprise me if he pulled him in on it.” Then she remembered the buzzing she heard. “What was that buzzing noise?” Dorothy blushed. “Oh, that? I was giving myself a trim before I waxed myself. The damn things are old, so they’re noisy, and I think I have a regular door there, not a soundproof one. I know the room itself is soundproof.” Lucrezia picked up the clippers. “Well, no wonder, these are men’s clippers, of course they’re gonna be loud. I thought you had some industrial-type vibrator or something.” The two women laughed at the joke. “Wait here while I wax myself, then I’ll be ready to pack a few things.” Lucrezia watched TV while Dorothy waxed herself in the bathroom. A half hour later, she walked out in some daisy-duke shorts and a black leather halter top. She packed her toiletries and was soon ready to go. They chatted away while they walked to the main house, and walked in through the back entrance that led to the garden. Pagan was there waiting for them. “Good evening ladies,” he said, “let me show you to the suite you will be occupying.” He walked down the hall and to the right; the women followed. They were in awe of the lavishness of the suite when the old butler cut on the lights. Even though they were in a room, so to speak, they still had their own rooms. They looked throughout their new surroundings, and couldn’t resist bathing in the huge hot tub/Jacuzzi. Afterwards, they got out and watched TV until they grew tired an hour later. They then retired to their rooms and drifted off to sleep, both wondering what will happen tomorrow.