Bound by Choice (Ch. 45 up!)

Well, here\'s the next chapter, everybody. This time this is some \'quality time\' between Treize and Zechs, my favorite, sexy blonde *sigh*. I hope you enjoy it! If you\'re wondering, Duo has been downstairs for about a week. The boys goofed up roughly about 4 days after Duo is put into training. Now, they\'re getting prepared to punish them and they get--ahem--a bit sidetracked.

EM

Ch. 19

Treize and Zechs decided that it would be best to get the boys while they were sleep. They would have the chance to rest and set things up more properly. Only Treize himself knew who was going to get what punishment. His trainers were only there to assist him. Oh, the things he had in mind. It felt great to do this again. Since they were his top slaves, he tried to give them somewhat more freedom than the others, even the ones who were slightly lower in rank than they were. But they had to go and screw someone without his permission! He didn’t want them to despise him; that was why he treated them well, yet they’ve never outright disobeyed him. But now they had fucked up, and they were going to pay.

“Why do you suppose they did that, Master?” Zechs asked. “This is highly unusual of them.” Zechs was upset as well. He had some hand of training on each of them, along with Treize here and there. He was very strict with them. For them to outright disobey to a point of screwing someone else without permission…well, who’s to say why they did it? And Quatre! He was one of the most obedient of them all. But he saw the boy riding very happily on the man. Was it Jean’s fault? No, not entirely; they all came back to him of their own free will, and hooked him up. But what to do? Judging by the look on his Master’s face, he had something very deviant in mind.

“Zechs?” Treize called, breaking the younger man from his thoughts.
“Yes, Master Treize?”
“Is that…kit…still down there?” he asked.
Zechs’ face paled. “You—you don’t mean—“ He knew what he had in mind.
“---yes, I do, Zechs,” Treize smirked. “I need to give a certain bad little boy a thorough cleaning. Where is it?”
“It’s in the cupboard under the whips and floggers on the table.”
“I hope you’ve had enough sleep, Zechs, ‘cause we’re going to be up for a while.” Treize said. “Let’s go down and set everything up; I had some pieces of furniture brought here, and I need help arranging them.”

It took the better part of three hours to arrange everything. Treize took the kit and set it up on a small hook on the wall close to the shower area. The clear curtains were removed so one would have an unobstructed view of whoever used it. Zechs was very impressed by the padded wall rack. Compared to himself and Treize, the boys were shorter than they were. They might have to adjust the wrist bonds, depending on who they put on it. Trowa was about 5’9”; the others would practically hang off of it. ‘Hmm, that might be fun’, he thought with a devilish grin. Treize saw this and said, “What is it? You have an idea about who to put on it?” “Who did you want?” Zechs asked. “I figure Trowa, he’s tall enough.” Treize replied. “Well, why not someone shorter? To see them hanging up there, not even able to touch the floor---““---Oh, I catch your drift. I think Heero’d look delightful up there.” “What about Duo?” Zechs asked.

They looked over at Duo on the padded cross. In order to surprise him with the others, they decided to do a little sensory deprivation. They had placed a latex hood with a penis gag over his head. Not only was his mouth full, he couldn’t see or hear anything. His breathing was labored, not knowing what to expect next; they had teased him mercilessly as well, and place a cock ring on him. He struggled on the cross, against his bonds. His moans around the gag sounded just too sexy for Zechs. “Please, Master, can I plow into him? Just once? He looks too good!”
Treize grabbed the blonde’s hair and pulled him to him. “Patience, my love, you’ll plug him soon enough, and the others again as well. Just wait!” He let go of his trainer’s long, silvery locks. Zechs lowered his head. “Yes, Master Treize,” he mumbled, “It’s just that—you’ve been teasing me all day,” he pouted. Treize chuckled. “Aw, is that why you’ve been acting so demanding? Even though you’ve been my trainer for the past four years, you still act like the slave that my father got me seven years ago.”

Zechs blushed. “It still shows?” “Of course it does, but only when we’re alone.” Treize said as he walked closer to him. He cupped his cheeks with his hands, bringing him closer to his face. He gave Zechs a deep kiss. Trieze ripped off Zech’s linen pajama bottoms, exposing his hardness. He picked him up, slinging him over his shoulder as if he were a little girl, and carried him over to the bed nearby. He flung him on it, hearing a loud ‘ooof’ coming from the lithe blonde. Treize took off his own silk pajamas. He stood next to the bed, looking down at him. “Now what was it you wanted?” Zechs looked up at him. “You, Master,” he answered. Treize sat down and leaned over, engulfing his trainer’s lips into his mouth. Zechs seemingly melted into the covers. His body was giving off heat in waves; he was so hot and bothered. His hands roamed over Treize’s chiseled chest and stomach. He ran his hands over his hips, wanting to pull him in. Treize held off, wanting the moment to last. He leaned down and grazed his tongue over Zechs’ nipples, making him arch his back wantonly. His lips brushed over his pecs, and moved down the sides, lingering on the ridges of his ribs. At the same time, his hands roamed over the other side, down to his aching erection.

Zechs moaned aloud at the touch, arching into his hand. Treize pulled back to look into his ice blue eyes. “You want it?” he breathed. Zechs smiled. “Oh, yes, more than anything,” he said lustily. Treize hiked up Zechs’ legs until his feet were behind his head, and plunged his face into his crack, lathing his tongue over his entrance. The blonde howled in ecstasy. He yelled obscenities as he continued. Tears rolled down his cheeks, he felt so good. Then, he felt his legs come back down slightly, and then he felt his erection get sucked in by his master’s mouth. It was hard to thrust into his mouth from the position he was in, and he felt his fingers probe in, preparing him. Once he was done, he was brought down a little more, and he felt Treize’s familiar tip pushing in. Soon, he was being filled; he let out a long, low groan. Treize waited for Zechs to get used to him, then he started moving slowly in and out. He wanted to start pounding into him; he knew he could take it. Cries of satisfaction were coming from the blonde, urging him to go faster. He obliged and started gradually going faster. Zechs was screaming at this point. The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping. Zechs was very close and he yelled so. When he came, his entire body stiffened muscles taut. Treize felt Zechs’ walls clench around him, and he came soon after, filling his trainer with his thick cream. Treize fell on top of him, and they kissed. Duo smelled the sex in the air through the breathing holes in his masks, and he struggled against his bonds again.

Treize got up, slipping out of Zechs, making him moan. He walked over to Duo, and cupped his hand on a latex-covered cheek. “Calm down, little Duo, you will get yours soon enough. It’s been a week, and your friends miss you; you’ll have company soon,” Treize smiled lewdly. “And we’ll have one big party, right, Zechs?” The man in question sat up, having recovered. He felt his Master’s seed leaking out of him, and he shivered. “Yes, Master, we’ll soon start having a lot of fun,” he answered.