Bound by Choice (Ch. 45 up!)

Sorry about the slow updates, but the squickiness will be coming soon, more than likely in the next chapter. Right now, this is pretty much the start of things. Hope you like it! EM



Ch. 21

Treize and his trainers walked down the hall towards the boys’ suite. They all had rather intimidating outfits, one that made you pay attention to them, and that they meant business. Lucrezia was in a pvc peek-a-boo keyhole bodysuit, with thigh-high lace up boots. With the platform sole and steel stiletto heels, one would shutter to even think of having those boots near any private parts. Dorothy was just as scary with some very, very tight patent leather v-front shorts, but she had them special-made to be open crotch, so she could shove or force-sit on a male slave’s face there. To her, nothing is more satisfying than to shove a completely gay male’s face into her pleasure region, since the thought of sticking one’s nose there is simply out of the question for one. Why do so, when having a set of nuts there was way more desirable? To complete her outfit she had on a matching open breast corset, and a pair of crotch high patent leather lacing ballerina boots. They were extremely high, but she walked in them with ease, since as a young girl, she used to practice ballet. Not to mention she loved the hurt she could put on a man by walking on them. Treize was impressive in his taut black leather cropped vest and oh-so-tight matching kid leather pants. He had biker boots with studded boot straps on them. Zechs was walking slightly behind him, busy watching his master’s hips sway in those pants, licking his lips. He was wearing a blood red patent leather pants, with stainless steel rings along the legs. He had a matching crop top, but finished his outfit with black alligator boots. His rings made slight jingling noises as he walked.

Soon, they were in front of the double-doors to the suite. Treize slowly opened up the doors, as if he were afraid to wake them. They all walked into the main room, and made their way to the floor cushions. There were the boys, still stuck to each other. Zechs picked up Trowa slowly. He heard him slip out of Heero with slight, wet pop. The sound made him shiver. Treize picked up Wufei; he observed as he picked up the teen was that he unconsciously reached out for the blonde, since his arms were wrapped around him. Lucreiza picked up Heero and slowly placed him over her shoulder; she could feel his breath on her back, and she smiled at the sensation. Dorothy finally picked up Quatre. He moaned in his sleep as she did so. She barely avoided the dripping semen on her clothes. “Good grief,” she hissed, “does he push this shit out even in his sleep? Or has his ass gotten this loose?” “He loves the feel of it as it comes out; it’s like a turn-on,” Zechs offered. “Plus, you push it out to avoid it just sitting in there and smelling if you can\'t wash it out right away. I think that was what he was taught by his previous owner, who liked looking at his own cream coming out of him.” Dorothy sighed. “You’d think by now I should realize that there are many different kinks out there.” “Well folks,” Treize said, “let’s get this show on the road.” They filed out, carrying their charges. Dorothy opted to carry the blonde on her back to avoid the mess. Once they made it back to Treize’s suite, they marched onto the elevator. The doors opened, and they promptly placed the boys in their respective areas: Heero was placed on the padded wall rack; Wufei was strapped onto a bondage table, with the chains running through rings around the cuffs that were placed on his wrists and ankles, and straps that were tied around and under him at one-foot intervals. Trowa was placed in a bondage chair, with his head held in place with a wide leather collar, his legs held open by straps on thighs and through rings on the sides of the chair. And last, but not least, Quatre was placed on a spanking horse, face down. All had silver cock rings in place. Once the task was finished, they all smiled. All that was left was for to wait for them to wake up.

Dorothy noticed Duo on the padded crossbar. She smiled at the mask that was on him. “Can I take a peek, Master?” she said. “Be my guest,” Treize said with a flourish of his hand. She walked over and leaned in to listen to his breathing. She could tell that he was sleep. She glanced down and saw the boy’s rosy erection, very impressed. ‘That looks like fun to play with,’ she thought. “Hey, Lu, give me a hand with this mask. Don’t you want to see his face?” One didn’t need to tell her twice. She tipped over to girl, heels clicking on the tile floor. She worked on one side, while Dorothy did the other. Very slowly, they slid the mask off, taking care not to jostle the boy. Like a baby whose pacifier had been removed, he smacked his lips in his sleep. Their eyes brightened when Duo’s braid came out from under the mask, and flopped down the back of the cross. They gave out a small squeal when they saw his smooth face. Lucrezia turned and faced the two men. “He’s beautiful, Master,” she breathed. “Look at his hair, Dorothy.” The young woman picked up the braid, surprised at its weight. “My goodness, you can beat someone with this.” she said. The slight tug woke Duo slightly. He moaned. “Who’s there?” he asked. He had already become used to the mask. When he realized that he was able to talk, his eyes flew open, only to close against the light in the room. Once they adjusted, they were looking into Dorothy’s blue eyes. It slowly dawned on him that this was a girl’s face he was looking at. “Oh!” he exclaimed as his eyes widened. “Who are you…” he eyed Dorothy’s outfit, and immediately got the hint—“….Ma’am?” Dorothy chuckled. “He’s pretty sharp, isn’t he, Lu?” he turned his head in the direction she was looking, and found himself looking into a pair of violet eyes. “H-hi, there,” Duo said, blushing as he caught sight of Dorothy\'s bare breasts. He realized that he was naked in front of chicks after all. Strangely enough, it wasn’t so bad with just Treize and Zechs there, he had gotten used to it. But he hadn’t been around a female since he was on the outside. Now it was just…weird. “May I ask why you’re here, mistresses?” he threw on a sultry look for good measure. Lucrezia blushed in spite of herself, and Dorothy smiled. “Hmm, you are a little charmer, aren’t you? I can see why those housewives loved you,” she said. “I wonder if you really can lay it on a girl, now that you’ve tasted both?” Duo stared at the blonde with the forked eyebrows. ‘Damn, she knows what I’ve done?’ he thought. ‘But then, these girls look a lot better than the most of the wives I’ve laid the pipe on,’ he thought, smirking. Lucrezia grabbed his cheeks. “The reason why we’re here is to punish your friends,” she grinned menacingly. ‘Wow, she recovered really quickly,’ the boy observed. “Punish? You mean the guys? Where are they?” Dorothy spoke up. “Why, right behind you, my dear,” she smiled. At that, the two women slowly turned the crossbar around to face exactly that: his friends. He was shocked to find them all naked and bound to some form of furniture or another. “Wh-why? What was it that they did that was so wrong??”

Treize walked up behind Duo, and licked his ear, causing the teen to shiver. “You want to know what they’ve done? Well, I’ll tell you: they fucked someone besides me, each other, or whomever I’ve given them permission to do, such as high rollers, or important business clients. I entertain many clients here; let them fulfill whatever desires they may have on these boys. And they leave here very happy. I’ve even have had deals work out in my favor thanks to these boys. But if they use all of their ‘talents’ on some low-status person, they might not have the energy to entertain someone who is of higher status. That’s why they must be punished. And besides, it’s been a long time since I’ve done so. Maybe I should go back to that to keep their asses on their P’s and Q’s.” He looked over to Quatre on the spanking horse. “Little Quatre over there is the most guilty since he willingly sat on the man’s cock and rode him like no tomorrow. His will be the harshest; I have something special in mind for him. The others participated by doing other things. Either way, all of them got off on it, and helped the client as well. Everyone, get ready to wake them up,” he said.

The trainers went over to the boys, and Treize walked over to Quatre. While Treize was explaining things to Duo, they had picked up floggers, crops, whips. Dorothy had picked up a bull whip and headed over to Heero on the padded wall; Zechs picked up a 26” flogger for Wufei on the bondage table. Lucrezia picked up a riding crop for Trowa on the bondage chair, and Treize brought out a 14” paddle with holes drilled in it. Duo swallowed. ‘That thing looks like it would hurt! Poor Quatre!’ he thought. He remembered from when he went to junior high the principal there used to have a wooden paddle made the same way. His friends had gotten paddled with it before whenever they were in trouble, and they told him it ‘hurt like a som’ bitch’. But this looked like it was made out of some tough plastic. It looked as if it would never break; even the principal had to have new ones made every now and then, since he’s broken many on the asses of students. He noticed that Treize had stood behind the blonde.

“Well, let’s get things started,” he said chirpily. He took big swing, and planted a hard hit across both cheeks. This definitely woke up Quatre. His head, previously laying on the leather surface of the horse, shot up, and he let out a huge yell in pain. This woke the others with a start. Duo’s mouth dropped open in shock, then he found his voice and yelled “NOOOOO!!!!”