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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 21
Heero let go a low moan as his release crashed down upon him, flopping back onto Duo's bed as his arms could no longer support his weight.
With his master reclining back and recovering from his orgasm, Duo released the softening cock from his mouth and scanned his eyes around the room. Locating a wash cloth to the side, he reached for it and discreetly spat out his master's seed. He still couldn't get used to the bitter taste and although his master hadn't punished him for not swallowing his gift, Duo didn't see the point in making it obvious that he disliked the taste so much. Wiping his mouth, he stood up and rinsed the cloth out in the small basin of water before returning with it to clean his master off and tuck him back into his breeches.
Finally having recovered, Heero sat back up and gazed fondly at his slave who was now kneeling with his head bowed and awaiting further instructions. “Thank you, Duo, that was most relieving.” Heero caressed the slave's head for a moment. “Come, I will see when the princess is going to bathe so I can arrange my own bath.” Heero stood and went to the door, Duo following behind him.
* * *
Relena finished her chattering with the king and queen and making her excuses, left the parlor to head to her chambers and that long awaited bath. She really hoped that Dorothy had the water ready. Entering the sitting room, she spotted Dorothy hastily getting to her feet and she frowned. “Have you not prepared my bath?” she questioned. It wasn't so much that the maid had taken liberties with sitting in the chairs, it was the fact that the maid was in the sitting room and not the bed chamber or bathing chamber preparing for her mistress' bath.
“Your bath will be ready shortly, mistress,” Dorothy replied, a little curtly.
“Then why are you in here? Surely you should be getting my clothing ready.” Relena said. She'd picked up on Dorothy's tone and wasn't too sure what was going on.
“The master told me to leave the bed chamber, mistress.” Dorothy wasn't about to disclose the entire truth, she would do that later when she could fill her mistress in on all she'd learned and what she'd observed; and twisted things a little too. Her anger at her humiliation in front of the other slave had cut deep and Dorothy didn't take to being told off easily. She was bitter and resentful and fully intended to take it out on that other slave when she got the chance.
“And why would he do that?” Relena couldn't for the life of her understand why her maid would be asked to leave the bed chamber when she was only doing her duties; unless her husband may have wanted to take a nap.
“He didn't say, mistress,” Dorothy snipped, but her eyes told her mistress that wasn't the reason.
Picking up on the undercurrent, Relena knew instantly that there was something more to this than Dorothy was letting on and she fully intended to get to the bottom of it. “I see. Obviously there is something you're not telling me right now, but I will get to the bottom of it. Wait here,” he she told the maid and moved towards the closed, bed chamber door.
Heero looked up from where he was sitting on the large bed when the door to the bed chamber opened. Duo was pottering around and fetching his master's requested clothing and setting it out for him when the mistress entered. Not daring to look up, Duo kept his eyes lowered but did sneak a glance through his bangs at who had entered the chamber just in case he needed to drop to his knees. Recognizing the skirts of the princess, Duo ceased with his work, lowered himself to his knees by the bed side and kept his attention away from the woman. He turned his lowered head towards his master though and waited for further instructions should they be forthcoming.
“Why did you tell Dorothy to leave the chambers?” Relena asked, getting right to the point and ignoring Duo's presence. “She was only doing what I'd ordered her to do.”
“That maid of yours needs to learn her place,” Heero countered. Seeing the questioning look on his wife's face, Heero decided to let her know exactly what the problem with the maid was; if she decided to discipline the maid over her lack of respect and manners, then that was up to her, but Heero would not stand for disrespect or failure to comply with basic training. “I will not have slaves, maids or any other staff entering my chambers without knocking and awaiting the order to be granted entry. This is basic training, something your maid seems to be sorely lacking in. It shows disrespect to me, my family and my home and is something I will not tolerate. I suggest you reenforce those basic rules with her. Even Duo here would never enter my chambers without knocking first and being granted permission; in fact, Duo would never enter at all without a direct order or permission from me.” Words said, Heero waited for his wife to pass comment. Oh he knew the words were sharp and said with an angry edge to them, but he felt strongly about it and needed to let his new wife know the boundaries and that this was the way things were done here in Colonia.
Chewing on the information, Relena had to admit that her husband was right, Dorothy shouldn't have entered without knocking and waiting for permission to enter. She also knew that Dorothy was fully aware of a maid or slaves protocol and wondered why her maid had made such a basic mistake. “I will speak with her in regards to her lack of formality, you have my word on that.”
“Thank you.” Heero stood up and rounded the bed to take his wife in his arms. Pressing a kiss to her cheek, he spoke in a softer tone. “No slave, maid or staff member ever enters the royal chambers without permission, not only is that basic courtesy, but what would happen if we were enjoying a little time alone together?” he murmured.
Relena flushed at his words, her annoyance over the matter dissolving completely. “Yes, you're right and I will speak with Dorothy as I promised you.”
“I'm sure it won't happen again once she is reprimanded.” Heero took his wife's lips in a warm kiss.
A little dazzled by the kiss, Relena completely forgot all her anger and even the situation that had caused that anger. When her husband relinquished her mouth, she stepped back and lowered her eyes. That's when she noticed Duo kneeling on the other side of the bed and she flushed deeper. Spotting the clothing in Duo's hands and the other items he'd obviously been setting out, she switched her attention back to Heero. “Were you going to bathe now?”
“I was about to take a bath, yes, but if you desire one first I can wait.”
Knowing how long she would want to soak in the warm water, Relena shook her head. “No, that's fine. You take your bath first, I'll wait until you're finished as I would like to soak for a while. I can also address Dorothy's failure to obey basic protocol whilst you're bathing.”
“Very well.” Heero turned to Duo. “Duo, please go through to the bathing chamber and get it ready for my bath. I will follow shortly.”
“Yes, master.” Duo got to his feet, placed the shirt he'd been holding onto the bed next to the rest of his master's clothing and left the room.
“I won't take long,” Heero informed his bride and with another kiss, he turned and left the chamber.
Relena stood there for a moment, all the thoughts and emotions running through her mind and body. Shaking herself, she called for her maid.
*
Reaching the bathing chamber, Duo noted that Dorothy had already set the water in motion, although the stream was only running at a slow trickle. He quickly opened the small wheel a little more, allowing the water to gush in faster. With the tub filling, he fetched his master's jars of cleansing products and set them on the stone edge. Drying cloths followed and Duo was just shutting the water off when Heero walked into the chamber. “Your bath is ready, master,” Duo said as he dropped to his knees.
“Thank you. Please, undress me.”
Moving swiftly, Duo undid the lacings and ties to the prince's clothing and stripped his master of the garments. Once nude, Heero entered the water and reclined back.
“Ahh, this is so soothing,” Heero moaned as he closed his eyes and savored the warmth of the water. “Join me, Duo, I require you to wash me.”
“Yes, master.” Stripping quickly, Duo climbed into the tub, ignoring his half hard state from earlier when he'd sucked his master. Having his master naked didn't help his situation much either, but he'd not been given permission to come and there was no way Duo was going to ask either. He'd learned that lesson very well.
Picking up the soap and wash cloth, Duo set to the task of cleaning his master off from the dirt and grime accumulated on his return journey. As he worked he couldn't help but wonder how the honeymoon had gone and deciding to be a little bold and risk a reprimand, he asked. “Master?”
“Yes, Duo?”
“If I may ask, how was your honeymoon?”
Frowning at the question, Heero took his time to order his thoughts before replying. “It was interesting. The scenery was beautiful, the weather good and overall relaxing.”
Hiding the soft smile, Duo knew there was more, something his master wasn't telling him, and he knew it related directly to the princess as his master hadn't said anything at all about her which struck Duo as completely unusual. But that was okay, no doubt he'd learn more later, most likely from Quatre as his master tended to talk to his brother, Prince Trowa, quite a lot and Quatre was usually present at the time and couldn't help but overhear the conversations. Not that Quatre was one to divulge anything he heard as a rule, but he did speak to Duo from time to time when something of interest that could directly affect them came up.
“My brother tells me you have been very good whilst I was gone.”
Blushing slightly, Duo replied, “Yes, master. I have tried to do everything I was told to do and please Prince Trowa.”
“I am very pleased to hear it. I think you deserve a reward for your obedience.” Reaching out, Heero pulled Duo closer to him and sealed their mouths in a firm kiss. He let one hand drift lower and along Duo's side until it reached the slave's hip. From there his hand moved around to Duo's groin, the slave spreading his legs a little to allow his master easier access. Fingers found the half hard cock and curled around it, squeezing and fondling until Duo was fully hard. Breaking the kiss, Heero looked deep into those violet eyes. “I want you to come for me, Duo.”
Groaning softly, Duo's eyes fluttered shut as his master began to pump his erection. His hips thrust gently into the contact, mouth open to emit soft pants and moans as his excitement built. The soft touches turned him on so much and combined with the fact that his master was stroking him – something master's very rarely did – set his hormones on fire. Having been denied his master's touch for a couple of days and craving it, it didn't take him long to reach the pinnacle and teeter on the edge. Seconds later his seed erupted into the water and he slumped in his master's arms.
Releasing the softening organ, Heero cuddled Duo close, a smile on his face as he watched the various emotions passing over his slave's face. Once Duo appeared to have recovered, He leaned in and partook of another kiss. “You have done well, Duo.”
Scrambling his brain and his limbs, Duo returned the kiss. “Thank you, master,” he whispered.
“Come, Duo. I think we have lingered long enough. The princess still needs to take her bath and we have dinner to attend with my parents. I'd also like to take a short nap before dinner as I'm quite tired from the journey back.” Heero stood up and climbed out of the tub.
“Master?”
“Yes?” Heero said as he turned to allow Duo to dry him off.
“Will you require me to attend the dinner with you or shall I have my dinner in my quarters?”
“I'd like for you to attend with me. Select something from your wardrobe that will be suitable.”
“Yes, master.”
*
Dorothy waited in the sitting room for her mistress to either return or call for her. She was still very annoyed and would speak with her mistress as soon as they had the privacy in which to do so. Spotting the long haired slave leaving the bed chamber, Dorothy couldn't help the sneer she gave him as he hurried by. It irked her even further when the man completely ignored her and disappeared through the door to the royal bathing chambers. A few moments later the prince came out of the chamber and Dorothy quickly lowered her head and curtseyed as he passed. She had no desire to hear any further words from his sharp tongue. With the prince having also passed through the door to the bathing chamber, Dorothy could only speculate on what had happened. Her mistress calling her jerked her from her thoughts and she hurried into the bed chamber.
“Yes, mistress?” she said with a curtsey.
“My husband has informed me that you entered the chambers without knocking and waiting for permission. Is that true?” Relena's tone wasn't one of anger, more of curiosity and disappointment.
“Yes, mistress, but in my defense, I wasn't aware that the prince had returned to the chambers. I was only expecting that slave to be here.”
Relena gave a sigh “Dorothy, I know you are more than a maid to me, in fact, you're more of a friend and confidant than a servant, but I must ask you to respect and adhere to the rules of this castle and that means knowing your place and acting accordingly. When it is just you and I we can be less formal, however, when that other slave is around or any other member of the household, be they family or servant, you will show the proper respect. Is that clear?”
“Yes, mistress.” Dorothy looked suitably chastised “I will not make that mistake again.”
“Good. Now, my husband is taking his bath first, I will bathe as soon as he returns. I want you to accompany me and tell me all that's been happening here whilst I've been away. Have you managed to find out anything about that slave of the prince's?”
“Actually, mistress, I do have quite a lot to tell you...” Dorothy gave her mistress a smirk, “and I'm sure you will find it all most interesting.”
“Good.” Relena rubbed her hands together. “Come, let us get my clothing sorted out for my bath and then you can tell me everything you've discovered.”
“With pleasure, mistress.”
* * *
As soon as Heero returned to the bed chamber with Duo, Relena sent Dorothy off to fill the bath and prepare it for her. With Dorothy gone to attend her duties, Relena took Heero to one side and let him know she'd spoken to her maid in regards to her lack of protocol and that it would never happen again.
“Thank you,” Heero told his wife.
“I'll be off to take my own bath now. Are you going to wait here?” Relena asked as she picked up a few things to take with her.
“I thought I'd take a short nap to refresh myself before dinner. I'll have Duo awaken me in time to dress,” Heero replied.
“I'll return after my bath and if there is enough time before dinner I may join you for a nap too,” Relena said with a smile.
“I will be here.”
Pressing a kiss to his jaw, Relena left to take her bath. Heero pulled on a pair of breeches and loose shirt before stretching out on the bed to take that nap. Duo had been dismissed and had returned to his room off to the side with instructions to wake Heero with time to dress and prepare for dinner. Tired out from his trip back it didn't take Heero long to drift off to sleep.
*
“Oh, this is so perfect,” Relena moaned as she lay back in the steaming water and let the heat sink into her body and ease the ache of travel from her bones.
“I take it the trip was quite exhausting, mistress?” Dorothy said from the side of the tub where she was putting a soft scented gel of sorts onto a wash cloth to wash her mistress with.
“You have no idea, Dorothy. If we are to do much traveling around in a carriage then I will seriously need to speak with Heero in regards to the seating inside. They definitely need more padding for the longer trips. Those seats are just too hard! I'm sure I have bruises on my backside from all the jarring and jolting. The dust that the horses kick up too comes right inside the window and not only does it clog my skin, but it can make it hard to breathe. And the wind... it dries my skin out so much, not to mention ruins my hair.”
“Don't worry, mistress. I'll soon have you looking perfect again,” Dorothy said and started to ease the wash cloth over her mistress' creamy skin.
Letting her eyes drift closed, Relena lay back and let her maid bathe her. Once her hair had been washed and conditioned, she lay back in the water to simply enjoy the soak. “You said you had some information on the prince's slave?” Relena began. “Care to tell me about it?”
“Of course, mistress,” Dorothy said with an evil smile. “I spoke with Prince Trowa's slave, Quatre and he was quite the well of information. It would appear that the prince found his slave when out riding...”
Dorothy related all she'd managed to learn from Quatre about Duo's past to her mistress. Relena lay back and listened intently, not interrupting, just letting Dorothy tell her story.
“So he was nothing but a manual slave, used to working the fields and animals?”
“That is what Quatre said. Prince Heero's horse knocked over the cart he was pulling on a forest track and sent both the slave and the owner sprawling.”
“And he's never been a personal slave before?”
“Not until the prince bought him and brought him here to the castle.”
“Hmmm, I see.”
“Quatre said he'd been abused for all his life that he could remember.”
“Abused?” Relena's eyes opened at that bit of information. “How so?”
“He was frequently beaten, flogged, starved, that sort of thing.”
“It would seem he wasn't a very obedient slave if he was being flogged and such all the time,” Relena stated.
“That's not all,” Dorothy smiled slyly. “It would appear that this Duo is still terrified of being beaten or sold, so much so that he would do anything to prevent that from happening. From what Quatre said, he's had a very hard time adjusting to the Prince's way of dealing with disobedience. He expects to be flogged or beaten if he makes a mistake and can't believe that the Prince hasn't raised a hand to him yet.”
“Really?” Relena's eyes were wide as she took in all that the maid was telling her.
“There's something else though.” Dorothy's tone changed and her eyes narrowed.
“What is it?” Relena asked, her suspicions aroused.
“When I returned to your chambers earlier, I wasn't expecting the prince to be there and so I entered the bed chamber without knocking...”
“I know, Dorothy, I've already spoken to you and the prince about that,” Relena growled, cutting her maid off.
“Yes, mistress, but I think the prince was upset more by what I saw than the fact that I didn't knock.”
Relena sat up a bit. “What did you see?” she demanded.
Dorothy prepared to play her trump card. “The prince was kissing that slave.”
“What!?” Relena's face transformed into shocked horror.
“Oh yes. He was definitely kissing him and got very angry when I walked in. It looked to me like the slave was enjoying it too. I wouldn't be surprised if that slave hasn't been seducing your husband in order to avoid being flogged or beaten. Either that or he's so pathetic that he thinks by seducing the prince he will avoid being sold or something.”
The shock revelation had sent Relena reeling. She was well aware that a lot of nobles enjoyed the company of concubines or bed slaves, but they were usually of the opposite sex and mostly before the noble married. To discover her husband was enjoying the attentions of a slave – and a male one at that – only served to make her own anger and dislike of the long haired slave heighten. “No wonder he seems to spend a lot of time with him. This will have to stop, there is no need for my husband to partake of a slave's interest in such a way, he's married and has me to fulfill that role. Dorothy, we have to do something about this.”
“I know, mistress.”
“I will speak to the prince in regards to this... this... unhealthy obsession. That slave will have to go.” Relena shook her head. “I'm sure I will be able to convince the prince that he no longer requires the services – any of them - from that slave. Both you and I are more than capable of looking after the prince. No, Dorothy, this will cease.”
“As you wish, mistress.” Dorothy smirked to herself. This was going to be so sweet.
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tbc...
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