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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"

Chapter 36

Having committed himself to telling Quatre what he had been doing lately and exactly what he suspected the princess and her maid were up to, Duo took a calming breath before spilling his secrets.
“As soon as my master is gone, that maid always manages to find me and I have to do whatever the princess wants, regardless of what my master has left for me to do.”
“But surely that shouldn't be too much? The princess does have her maid to take care of most things,” Quatre said with a frown.
“Yes, she does, but...” Duo paused for a moment, the war inside him raging. Finally he decided to go for broke and to hell with the consequences. It couldn't get any more miserable for him that it already was – could it?
“I know I have to obey the princess, Quatre. My master has told me that and I don't have an issue with doing things she requests, but I also have to serve her maid too.” Seeing Quatre's eyes widening, Duo quickly continued. “When master is away, I am expected to clean up the marital chambers, fetch breakfast and lunch for them both, take the laundry to the wash house and many other tasks. I've also given the princess a foot rub and her maid too.”
“Does the maid do anything?” Quatre whispered, totally shocked by Duo's revelation.
“No, she doesn't. I am expected to wait on them both hand and foot from the time my master leaves until the mistress goes for her bath. If I'm lucky I can escape with my master in the morn and attend to his needs, but sooner or later, mostly once I'm left by myself, that maid comes and finds me.”
“When do you eat? Get time to finish your master's duties?” Quatre asked.
Duo shrugged. “I eat with my master sometimes, other times I don't get the chance to eat as the princess has me doing tasks for her. I usually finish my master's tasks once the princess lets me go.”
“But, Duo... That's inhumane,” Quatre stated, his tone shocked. “No wonder you look exhausted and I haven't been able to find you at times.”
“I don't think the princess likes me much,” Duo said in a low whisper.
“Oh, Duo.” Quatre reached out and wrapped his arms around his fellow slave, offering some comfort.
“Please, don't say anything to anyone, Quatre,” Duo begged.
“This isn't right though, Duo. Surely if the prince knows what is going on he will put a stop to it?”
“I know, but it would be my word against hers and who would believe the word of a slave over a princess?” Duo said miserably.
“Yes, I can see what you mean,” Quatre replied.
“Besides, the mistress, she said...” Duo faltered.
“What did she say, Duo?” Quatre coaxed.
“She said If I told Prince Heero what I'm doing she would have me flogged. I can't go back to beatings again, Quatre, I just can't,” Duo sobbed.
The words were said so painfully that Quatre felt his heart breaking. Flogged?! The blonde could feel the trembles passing through Duo's body and he was quick to reassure his fellow slave. “I won't say anything for now, Duo. I promise you, but this can't go on.”
“I know,” came the soft reply. “I don't know what to do anymore, Quatre. I'm so tired all the time and I've made a few simple mistakes that my master has noticed. I don't want him to punish me, I don't like making mistakes, but I don't know what to do.”
The heartbroken tone from the other slave went straight to Quatre's heart and he vowed then and there to do everything he could to help Duo. He also decided to share what little information he'd managed to gather with his friend. “Duo?”
“Yes?” Duo sniffled.
“Do you remember when you cleaned your master's boots and they disappeared on you only to turn up in that maid's hands later and filthy as well?”
“Yes, I remember. My master was very upset with me.”
“I know you cleaned those boots, I saw you with them in the castle hall that day. I also told your master you had cleaned them, that I'd run into you in the hall with them in your hand.”
“You did?” Duo's eyes looked deep into Quatre's.
“Yes, I did. I didn't know what was going on, but I do know those boots were clean.” Quatre paused for a moment. “That has been bugging me for a while. I couldn't figure out why they should suddenly turn up dirty. The prince was quite shocked to learn that you'd cleaned them and then they'd disappeared. He did say he would look into it, but whatever happened in that regard, I don't know. Neither your master or mine has said anything about it since.”
“Thank you for trying, Quatre.” Duo felt warmed that his fellow slave would stand up for him.
“Duo, there's something else I need to tell you.”
“Oh?”
“I think I might know what is going on with the princess, why she's being so mean to you.” Quatre looked into the wide eyes of his fellow slave.
“You do?” Duo's eyes were curious, wanting nothing more than to know and understand why the mistress was treating him in such a cruel manner.
Having heard what Duo had confessed about his treatment by the princess and her maid and recalling the conversation he'd overheard a few days ago, Quatre was pretty certain he'd gotten to the truth. “I was in the library a few days back and the princess and her maid were in the parlor. I didn't know they were there at first and they didn't know I was next door. I couldn't help but overhear some of their conversation. From what they were saying it appears they are trying to get rid of you.”
“Get rid of me? But, why? I haven't done anything wrong that I know of,” Duo said, the confusion clear in his voice.
“I know you haven't, Duo. I think it would be a good guess to say that the princess is jealous of you, Duo. That maid was saying it wouldn't be much longer and you would be gone. The princess said she would be happy once Prince Heero saw you for what you were and finally got rid of you.” Quatre knew the blunt words would hurt Duo deeply, but there wasn’t any way to sugar coat it. Duo needed to know the truth and once he did, then they could try to find some way of preventing it from happening.
“Why would she be jealous of me? I'm only a slave, I have no standing, I'm just there to serve my master,” Duo said.
“I think it's because Prince Heero spends a lot of his time with you, Duo. Also, now that the princess is with child, I dare say she wouldn't be inclined to indulge the prince.” Seeing the confusion in Duo's eyes, Quatre chuckled. “Tell me, has your master taken you lately?”
The blush on Duo's cheeks gave Quatre his answer, the words that followed confirming it. “Yes, he has. I didn't think he would want my services that way once he was married, but it seems the princess isn't one to want anything of that nature much, even more so now she's with child.”
“It seems to me that Prince Heero isn't getting much at all by way of affection, companionship or sexual relief from his wife and thus he's turning more and more to you for those things. My observations of the princess tell me she wants all of the prince's attention on her at all times without having to reciprocate. Because your master has certain duties he needs to perform he can't always be with her and so she resents this. Because of the lack of attention your master is paying to her, she's taking out her frustrations by denying him what every married man expects and is entitled to. As Prince Heero's not getting the love and affection from his wife, he turns to you. You give him anything and everything he needs and thus the princess sees you as a direct threat and is jealous. It's a vicious circle, one that can't be broken given her attitude. The only way to stop it that the princess can see is to get rid of you. She blames you for all of this, not herself and getting rid of you is the way to fix it.”
“Uhhh...”
“I'm pretty sure that's why her maid is making so much trouble for you. They're trying to wear you down, get you to make mistakes that will see you punished, and gradually get you to the point where they can convince Prince Heero that you're useless, that he doesn't need you anymore and thus he will get rid of you. That's what I think is going on, Duo.”
Duo blinked a couple of times and Quatre gave a sheepish laugh.
“Sorry, I guess that was all a little long winded and a bit over your head.”
“You could say that,” Duo replied, “But I think I get your meaning.”
“In a nutshell, I think the princess is jealous of you and is doing her best to drive you to exhaustion and leave your master with no option but to get rid of you.”
“Why didn't you just say that in the first place, Quatre?” Duo asked in an amused tone.
“It was more dramatic the other way?” Quatre offered with a smile.
“Well, that could be true, but what can we do about it? If I say anything to my master I will surely be put to the sword for treason. If the mistress suspects I've said something to you, or anyone else she will have me flogged. There's really nothing I can do.”
“Yes, there is.”
“There is?”
“Duo, do you trust me?”
"Yes, of course I do, Quatre.”
“Then this is what I propose we try...”
* * *
Heero heard the sounds of hoof beats in the castle courtyard and glanced out of his study window just in time to see Quatre and Duo dismounting. He smiled to himself as he watched the ease with which Duo slid from the saddle and the confidence he possessed when patting Lily. Deciding his work could wait for a few moments, he stood and made his way towards the courtyard.
Duo and Quatre were entering the castle when Heero met them just inside the entrance. Immediately they spotted the prince, the two slaves sank to their knees.
“Master,” Duo greeted.
“Prince Heero,” Quatre said quietly.
“I couldn't help but see you both as you arrived back,” Heero began. “Did you both enjoy the ride out?”
“Yes, master.”
“It was refreshing, sire.”
“I also noticed that your skills in horsemanship have improved greatly, Duo.” Heero dropped a hand to his slave's head and gently caressed the chestnut locks.
Duo felt his cheeks pink with the praise. “Thank you, master. I am finding it easier with each passing day and lesson. Quatre is an excellent teacher.”
“Ah, yes, Quatre.” Heero turned his attention to the blonde slave. “Thank you for taking the time to teach Duo to ride. It will be far easier on him when we ride out in a few days and I will need him at his best to assist me as you well know yourself, Quatre.”
“It has been my pleasure, sire. He is a quick learner and easy to teach,” Quatre replied with a smile.
“Good, good. I won't hold you up, Quatre, I'm sure my brother is eager to see you and will require your services. Duo, I have need of you in my study.” Words said, the prince turned and retraced his steps to his study. Duo stood and with a smile at Quatre, he quickly followed his master. Quatre also stood and headed off towards his own master's chambers.
*
Having followed his master back to the study, Duo knelt at the side of his master's desk and awaited his orders. After a few minutes of silence, his master spoke.
“Duo, I need you to take these papers to my brother for him to look over. Please wait until he's had a chance to read them and make any necessary changes. Once he's finished, return here to me with the papers.”
“Yes, master.” Duo stood and took the offered papers, leaving his master's study with the papers firmly in hand.
Reaching Prince Trowa's rooms, Duo knocked on the door and waited for permission to enter. He smiled when Quatre opened the door to him. “My master asked me to bring these for Prince Trowa to look over,” he told Quatre.
“Come in, Duo. I'll let my master know you're here.”
Duo entered and followed Quatre through the sitting room to the study where Prince Trowa sat behind a desk very similar to Prince Heero's, papers strewn about.
“Master?” Quatre began, having dropped to his knees before the desk, Duo alongside him and mimicking the action.
“Yes, Quatre?”
“Prince Heero has sent Duo with some papers.”
Prince Trowa looked up and addressed Duo. “What are they?” he asked.
Standing but keeping his head bowed, Duo approached the prince's desk and set the papers down. “My master asked me to bring these to you for you to look over and make any necessary changes. Then I am to return to him with the papers.”
“Thank you, Duo.” Trowa picked up the papers and glanced quickly at them. “This will take a short while. Quatre, why don't you and Duo go to the kitchens and have a snack. By the time you return I should have these done and ready to return to my brother.”
“Thank you, master.” Quatre stood up and snagging Duo's elbow, he ushered them both from the room. “Come on, Duo. Let's go have something to eat and we can talk some more.”
Duo cast a nervous glance around him before nodding in the positive.
“Don't worry, Duo. That maid won't be able to drag you away to serve her or the princess, not whilst you're with me and we have direct instructions from our masters.”
“Thanks, Quatre.”
* * *
“Enter.”
Duo opened the door to his master's study and crossed the room to the desk. “Your papers, master,” he said as he placed the papers on the desk and moved to kneel by his master's side.
“Thank you, Duo.” Heero gave the chestnut head a gentle caress before picking up the papers and looking them over.
It took the prince a little while to sort through the papers and apply the suggestions his brother had provided. During this time Duo had remained by his side, Heero dropping a hand from time to time to caress his lovely slave. The action caused warmth to spread through Duo and he eagerly leaned into every touch, eventually letting his head rest against his master's thigh as he all but purred with the attention as he began to doze lightly.
A smile graced Prince Heero's lips as he subtly observed his slave's actions. Duo never denied him anything, his slave willing to do whatever Heero asked without question. Although Duo's loss of weight these past weeks was of concern to Heero, he couldn't help but think back to when Duo had first arrived. The scared, starved, beaten and skittish slave was a thing of the past and whilst it had been a trial for Heero at times, he'd finally succeeded in taming the beautiful creature and now had what his heart truly desired. A slave that was totally devoted to him, happy and willing to do anything asked of him and yet still retained his spirit, that spark that made him who he was – the creature that had captivated Heero's heart and mind the first time he'd set eyes upon him.
With a jolt, the prince realized just what his mind was telling him.
Somewhere along the line he'd fallen in love with his slave.
And the thing that shocked Heero the most about that revelation was that he didn't care that he was in love with his slave.
And that thought led to another... He wasn't in love with Relena.
At first, Heero had been captivated by the woman selected to be his bride and although they had only met a couple of weeks prior to their wedding, Heero was a loyal prince and would do what his position required of him. He knew he had to marry and produce an heir and the woman selected for him came from good stock, she was pretty, intelligent and being a princess, familiar with the way royals lived and behaved. At least that was the impression he'd gotten from her.
Since marrying he'd discovered a few other things about his wife, things he wasn't all that happy about. He'd envisioned them sharing the duties involved in running the kingdom and that included the not so pleasant ones. He'd pictured evenings sitting beside the fire, discussing the kingdom, their subjects and the future, his wife supporting and offering suggestions whilst she tended to either her needlework or their children, their personal slaves at their feet.
But it was a dream Heero was quickly realizing would never happen.
In their few months of marriage so far, Relena had shown no interest in his work other than to claim he spent too much time with it. She showed no interest in the running of the kingdom either, only willing to be a part of things if it involved getting dressed up and being 'on show' for the subjects. It seemed to Heero that his wife only wanted the glamorous side of royal life, to be fawned and fussed over and not to have to do any work at all.
And then there was the bed chamber side of things.
He'd been given the distinct impression (along with a flat out refusal) that his wife had no wish to partake of anything of a sexual nature. If he didn't know any better he'd swear that now his wife was with child she would never indulge him again.
He couldn't help but wish yet again that his wife were more like Duo.
But he'd had that conversation already – with his brother. He trusted Trowa's word and he'd done his best to follow the advice Trowa had given him. Unfortunately all it had gained him was a worried slave, exhausted mind and body and a wife that still demanded he pay more attention to her.
With taxation time rapidly advancing, Heero would need to ride out with his brother on several occasions and he knew the princess didn't approve. The prince sighed to himself. There wasn't anything more he could do in regards to his wife, he'd tried from his side of things, now it was up to her. He was tired of trying to please her all the time and getting nothing but more complaints or disdain for his efforts. The princess would just have to learn to deal with it all.
At least he still had Duo.
Despite his wife's constant pushing for him to get rid of Duo, the prince had no intention whatsoever of getting rid of the one thing that truly cared for him.
The warmth of Duo's cheek resting against his thigh drew the prince from his dark thoughts and his hand drifted again to caress the lovely slave. “Duo,” he whispered, those gorgeous, violet eyes turning to look at him in askance.
The prince had been far too long without any form of physical comfort and he desperately needed something. He turned slightly in his chair and drew his slave from the floor to him. He sought out Duo's mouth, those sweet lips parting and allowing his tongue to enter and roam at will.
Having thoroughly kissed his slave, Prince Heero needed more. “I need you, Duo,” he murmured as he pressed kisses to the creamy neck.
“I am yours, master,” Duo replied. He was quite stunned by the sudden turn of events, but more than willing to accommodate the prince. It had been far too long since Duo had received this kind of attention from his master and he was going to enjoy and savor everything he could get!
Managing to find his feet, the prince gathered his slave into his arms once again and kissed him. “Prepare the bed chamber,” he whispered huskily and let Duo go.
The slave was quick to move from the study through to the bed chamber. The prince had taken to using his old chambers from his bachelor days to work in. Here he could get his work done without the constant interruptions from Relena. Now he was glad he had.
Having given Duo enough time to prepare the bed chamber, Heero took a deep breath and left his study to find his alluring slave.
In the bed chamber, Duo had pulled back the heavy blankets, leaving just the sheets. Unsure of exactly what his master intended, he'd fetched the bottle of oil and placed it on the night stand. He'd also thought to grab a cloth, although he had no water to put in the bowl, he'd need to go through to the bathing chamber to fetch that and his master hadn't said for him to do that. Before he could think much more on the subject, his master strode into the chamber.
The prince noted the oil and the cloth and smiled to himself. He hadn't told Duo exactly what he wanted or needed, but he was more than pleased to see his slave was willing to try and anticipate whatever it was his master would end up asking for. Speaking of willing... The prince couldn't help but notice the bulge starting to appear in Duo's pants and Heero suddenly thought that Duo hadn't been granted release for a few days either. Having been so busy with his work and his wife, he'd completely neglected that side of his slave's needs and wants. That was something he would need to rectify... but first...
“Remove your clothes and then strip me,” Heero commanded.
Feeling the excitement building in his gut, Duo was quick to obey. Hopefully he would also be granted release if he pleased his master enough. Duo couldn't remember the last time he'd come, but it had been several days ago now.
With his slave fully naked and his own clothing removed, Prince Heero's eyes feasted upon the creamy flesh of his slave. “Let me look at you for a moment,” he told Duo softly. Blue eyes raked over the slave's form, the weight loss being noted along with the stiff erection pushing out from Duo's groin. The scars were still there, but had faded considerably. They still caused Prince Heero to frown when he saw them, not because he was disgusted with Duo's body, more he was disgusted that someone could treat a slave in such a manner.
Unable to wait any longer, Heero moved forward. “Lie on the bed for me on your back and spread your legs.”
Duo climbed onto the bed, lay himself down and opened his legs as wide as he could. He fairly hummed with anticipation, his cock hard and weeping as his excitement built.
Reaching for the oil, Heero poured a generous amount into his hand and after replacing the bottle, he made sure his fingers were well coated.
It seemed to Heero to take a painfully long time to oil and stretch his slave, but he had no intentions of hurting Duo. By the time he was done, his slave was a writhing, begging mess on the bed and his own cock was dripping with need. Having coated himself thoroughly, Heero placed the oil back on the nightstand and settled himself between his slave's legs.
Gently he pressed forwards, the crown pushing against the resisting hole for a moment before slipping inside. Heero paused and watched Duo's face intently for any sign of discomfort. All he found was pleasure. Relieved he wasn't causing his lovely slave any pain, Heero continued in his advancement, easing himself slowly but steadily inside Duo's body until he was fully seated. He paused to allow Duo to adjust and reached forth to claim his slave's lips in a torrid kiss.
“Master,” Duo breathed, closing his eyes, a smile on his face. His heart felt full of love for his master, the gentle and caring way in which he'd prepped him and was now taking him.
Unable to wait any longer, the prince began to move, claiming his slave over and over with each inward thrust and retreat. Beneath him, Duo responded perfectly, his pelvis pushing up to meet with Heero's forward thrusts. Duo's passage was tight and hot, a testament to how long it had been since Heero had taken him. It was exquisite torture to the prince and having been denied his own relief by his wife for a while now, Heero knew he wouldn't last long.
Bodies ground together, sweat running freely along with moans and cries for more. Grunting softly, Heero closed his eyes and concentrated on maintaining a rhythm. Given how Duo was writhing beneath him it wasn't easy and he faltered a couple of times. The pleading cries and moans for more fueled Heero's need and he found himself fast approaching his end.
“Touch yourself, Duo. Make yourself come for me,” Heero murmured into Duo's ear. Right now Heero needed all his strength and concentration to keep thrusting.
The words spoken, Duo didn't hesitate. His hand worked between their roiling bellies to locate his weeping cock and wrap around it. Somehow he managed to work his fist up and down, the movement of his master inside and hitting his prostate from time to time driving his climb to nirvana even faster.
Unable to hold off for any longer, Duo gave a guttural moan. “Master...”
“Come for me, Duo,” Heero repeated and watched his slave's face as Duo fell over the edge and into oblivion. The sight of Duo's face contorted in ecstasy drove Heero over the edge and he shouted as his own climax found him. It tore through his body, sending him into shuddering bursts of pure pleasure as his cock emptied itself into Duo's passage.
So wrapped up in each other and riding their respective climaxes to the very end, neither man heard the outer chamber door open, or the footsteps cross the study.
But both heard the shriek of shock and horror from the bed chamber doorway.
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tbc...
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