Bound by Choice (Ch. 45 up!)

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Here\'s the next chappie! I hope you like it! I pointed most of my focus on Heero in this one, and a bit of the others. But I figured I\'d write about Heero\'s \'weakness\'.... Enjoy! EM



Ch. 29


Treize looked over to Zechs and nodded. Both proceeded to take off their skin-tight leather outfits, blue and red, respectively. The boys’ backs were turned to them, so they couldn’t see what was going on, but had an idea at the faint sound of the slip of clothes. “We just needed to be more comfortable, hope you don’t mind,” Treize said. “Now, where were we? …oh, yeah,….” Trowa was surprised at the whip cracking against his buttocks, causing him the gasp aloud. He whimpered at the contact; never had he felt anything like this, it really hurt! He jerked at his chains, making his tail flutter back and forth, brushing the back of his knees. His back arched, making his ass raise slightly in the air. “Hmmm, you make things tempting, my little fox, but I must punish you all first before you get your reward.” He gave Trowa another whack. *SNAP* Trowa bit down on a yell. “How long that is, I can’t say. As I can recall, you were trying to masturbate as you watched the others, so…” he turned Trowa slowly around to face him….

The others looked in horror. Wufei being the closest saw what their master intended to do, and his eyes welled up in tears for him. ‘Oh, shit, he’s going to… that hurts even more so in front! Oh, Trowa…’ he sadly thought. Zechs stood back and watched as he saw Trowa’s face turn red when he saw that they both were naked along with them. “Remember, I’m only doing this out of love, dear…” And he proceeded to whip the fox across his chest, taut stomach, and his hips, somehow skillfully missing the boy’s privates. The tall, lanky teen tried to hold back his shouts of pain, but failed. After about twenty strikes, he yelled out in pain, tears streaming down his face. He yelped like a young fox would, and howled, squirming in hopes of dodging that whip, but to no success. The older man was leaving red welts all over his front torso. Zechs was watching in awe, but realized he had work to do at well. He was next to Duo, so he lifted up his paddle, made sure it was level, and swung.

*CRACK!*

Duo was startled by the hit, and he yelled out loud. “AHHHH!” he yelled. ‘Shit, that hurt! What the fuck?!’ he thought. He fought to keep from cussing the man behind him outright and making things worse for him self. As if the initial strike wasn’t bad enough, the air that was forced out from the force of the paddle hitting his bare ass sucked at the sore skin, adding to the pain. “EEEEYOOWWW!!!” he screeched like a scalded cat. “Aw, poor kitty, hurting already? Don’t worry, there’s more to come my pet, but then, you’re not used to this, are you? Well, we all gotta start somewhere…” At those words, he struck Duo again, who wondered how in the hell he could get hit on BOTH ass cheeks at the same time. The poor boy yelped like a cat in hot water the entire time. Zechs stopped at fifteen, figuring that was enough for now; this particular paddle was very intense.

Looking down at it, it was similar to the paddle his headmaster used on him while he was in military school. But even by then, he was accustomed to things such as these; Trieze had been using them on him already in secret, before his father sent him to the school for ‘discipline’. When he finished his three years there, he was shocked to find that he and Relena’s father had passed away, leaving him the family business. He entrusted it to Relena, who had more taste for the gaudy textile business than he did. He, in turn, had placed himself in his life-long friend, and his father, who trained him for years, as well as continued his education from inside the estate. Now, here he was, after years of being loyal, and after Mr. Khushrenada’s, death, his son made him his head trainer to the estate after he inherited the business and the ‘Estate’ from his father. Needless to say, he loved his job.

He backed up a little to face Quatre’s taut little ass. Avoiding the puffy tail, he smacked the blonde’s ass, resulting in a resounding whimper. He aimed carefully for the buttocks itself, since he couldn’t hit directly across it. Hearing all of the smacks, since Treize had now moved onto Wufei, who was outright snarling when he was hit; he didn’t want to cry aloud. “Oooh, do that again, Wuffie,” the gingered-haired man cooed. “You sound so sexy!” He was hitting the boy’s back and ass at first, but then he decided to come around to the front. Heero was able to see Treize, and he noticed he was hard, his dick standing at attention. He looked down and noticed that he was at least half-hard as well. He closed his eyes and listened to Wufei cry out from the hard smacks. He was brought out of his reverie when he heard, “Well, well, look at this Zechs,” he heard Treize say. “What is it, Master?” Zechs replied. “…oh, my,” he said, looking at Heero. Treize chuckled. “I forgot you kinda get off on punishment, a bit,” he smiled. He grabbed Heero’s cock and gave a few slow, tortuous tugs, making his ‘bobcat’ moan. “Oh, Heero,” the older man breathed, “You’re turning me on just looking at you. Would you like to get off, baby?”

Heero growled in response. “Well, I’ll consider it…let’s do it this way…” Heero had closed his eyes, but they flew open when he felt cool fingers on his cock. Treize removed the cock ring from around his hardening member and his balls. ‘Shit..’ thought Heero, ‘will I get to..?’ Treize stepped back a little. “Now, my little bobcat, I have a challenge for you: can you truly get off on us hitting you?” ‘Us?’ the normally stoic teen thought. Then his eyes widened. ‘Oh, shit…’ he was blindsided by the whip from the front, and the paddle from the back. His body stiffened from the shock. He bit into his bottom lip, nearly drawing blood. Even crazier, his cock got even harder. Duo watched Treize, and could faintly see Zechs from the corner of his eye. He used his momentum to turn around enough to see both men hitting Heero. He saw Treize work his whip from his chest, all the way down his legs. Zechs worked his paddle on the boy’s buttocks, even going as low as the backs of his thighs. This made Heero groan from the pain, but it made his cock jump as well.


“Now remember, you can’t come until I say you can,” Treize puffed, swinging his arm full force. Zechs hit just under his tail on purpose, to slightly push it hit and make it brush his sweet spot. “Rrroowrr,” Heero groaned. Both men stopped. The others looked at the boy from their chains. Treize smirked at his friend. “You hit his tail, didn’t you?” “Just under it, enough to bearly push it into him.” “Oh, you’re just a little evil thing, aren’t you? Keep going, I’m loving the sounds he’s making.” Duo blushed. ‘I am, too,’ he thought. They continued to strike him, red welts all over him. Heero was beginning to look like he was suffering from sunburns. Then Treize decided to really test him: he started to strike the boy’s dick. Heero was still hard, fighting off his impending orgasm. ‘It feels so good,’ he thought, ‘I—needed that…’ he closed his eyes, but they flew open when he felt tiny, biting swipes at his hard length. His body grew taut, and he strained against his betraying body. “Ugh…” he growled, fighting his bonds. He panted, his body sweating, stinging his welts.


“I know you want to give in, Heero. Give in to me! Give in to your craving for punishment! I know it’s turning you on!” He continued to swipe around the teen’s groin. “I know it’s building, Heero, I know it is!” Treize shouted his arousal apparent. He saw the look on Heero’s face, lust clouding his eyes, and drool on his chin resulting from him hanging his mouth open for too long. He was at that point of giving in. “Now, Heero! Come for me!” Just as he gave Heero one last whack, he came, hard. Treize barely got out of the way in time as the boy’s thick ropy streams splattered onto the floor. Duo looked in awe as it seemed like it shot at least a good foot or more away. He saw Treize grab his spent cock, milking the rest from his body. Heero hung limp from his chains, exausted. “Now that was the result of his previous owner’s training. ‘J’ always had a soft spot for strictness and heavy discipline. There was no end to his perverseness, even up until the man died, and he willed Heero to me.”


Duo looked at Heero in amazement. ‘Willed to him? The man died and gave Heero to him? Now I’ve heard of art, brooches, shit like that, but damn, that’s just plain weird,’ he thought. ‘But that explained why he withstood all that, and got off to boot.’ But what he heard next made him shiver…


“I really hope to get my little kitty to that point, at least to where he can place the two together, to make both sensations one…and the same,” Treize had stood before him and smiled, lustily. “And when I do, you will be well on your way to being as up to par as your friends, and we can find out what your turn-ons are as well. Because I can’t wait to find out.” Duo found himself looking into the man’s eyes, becoming lost in endless blue. Zechs came up to his side, and kissed his master in front of him. “I know of a real easy way, master,” the tall blonde said sultrily. “I think you know what it is.”


“Mmmm, yes, love, I know. Go ahead and use your ‘talents’ on our kitten.” Zechs turned to face the young boy, looking square into his eyes. Then said teen watched as his cock ring came off as well, and he felt his cock enclosed in warm, wet softness.


At the same time, he felt the hard smack of the whip against him. He bucked, tightening every muscle but his body relaxed at Zech’s pulls on his cock, his slurps ringing in his ears. Duo found it hard to determine which was worse: the painful smacks of the whip on him, or the slow, winding tongue on his weeping dick, knowing he wasn’t allowed to release, but it being the full intention.


Talk about your being in a rock and very hard place…..