Taboo Love

The stars were twinkling over Central like clear white sparkling diamonds it could also remind someone of pin pricks with heavens light shining through. In 1886 it was a clear and warm summer night, nothing seemed to be too out of the ordinary the night seemed to be peaceful through most of the main strip of the large city. The majority of the Amestrian citizens slept without too much to worry about, with what might be going on in the normal dark hours of the night.

Indeed this night was not as ordinary as most would like to think at least not for the tail in which is about to be told.

The night seemed silent but if one was listing or watching at this time of night first they would hear foot fall. As someone was indeed still awake and alive at this time of the night, they rounded the corner of a building leading to the rougher side of town, there figure could then be seen of a tall slender shape dressed in a long black over coat. This side of town was where prostitutes and drug runners all resided this side of town seemed to be a little more dull and run down. The buildings seemed to be smashed together like a long wall on either side of the street, the siding was grey and paint chipped shutters hung off the windows. The area looked in desperate need of reapers all over the place, it seemed the government wasn’t keen to pay up since it was for low life whores.

The figure had a bundle in their arms, also the figure was wearing a hat pulled low over their eyes. They finally got to the building in which they had been meaning to find. They walked up the four cement steps to the black cast-iron door. The building was about five stories tall and made all out of thick dark wood. It also ran back along ways. There was an arching cast-iron alley way to the right hand side of the front door it looked very dark down that way and had an odd smell to it the person noted.

The person brought their hand up and closed a fist around the braze door knocker the metal bar clanked loudly throughout the building. As the person did this the person noted a few drunk men walking into the dark archway next to them. The person sighed and knocked on the door again when no one came to answer him. Finally the door came open dim orange light greeted the figure a tall attractive women answered the door she had black hair and black eyes. She had a cold look to her.

“What is it!?” She demanded to know she was dressed in a red evening gown that hugged her slender frame though she did have a nice sized chest even if she was skinny. Her black hair was done in shinny curls. Her lips had a fine coat of red neatly applied lipstick her black eye lashes were curled nicely. She had a very dominate like heir to her she had a ring on every finger her nails were done in red. “Can’t you read your suppose to go around to the back.” She said crossing her slender arms over her chest making her breasts push up some and made her cleavage more noticeable.

“I didn’t know brother’s had to use the back door when coming to call on their sisters,” The man answered to his sisters firm cold sarcasm.

“Well what the hell isn’t that you want, Zach?” The woman demanded to know not moving from the door frame.

“Well can’t I at least come inside, Christina?” Zach wondered tapping his foot on the cement step he adjusted the buddle to his other shoulder even if it was small and light the weight on one shoulder could still be heavy he thought after awhile.

“I don’t know it depends all on what the hell you want,” Christina answered him glaring at her brother who pretty much looked the same as she did black hair and eyes only he had a very nice mainly build he was her twin.

“Well if I could just come inside then I would explain more to you and I don’t think it would be an offer your willing to let slip past.” Zach said and patted the buddle over his shoulder.

Christina’s eye brow raised at this damn her curiosity she thought to herself, “Alright but make it snappy and do you plan to be a costumer tonight?” She said and finally moved out of the way of the door to let. Zach walk into the brothel inside the front door was just a long wooden hallway with shut doors on either side of them. At the end of the hallway was a door that lead to Christina’s office the whole place was pretty dingy it smelled of sex and drugs.

“No thank you,” Zach answered his sister “I am not into that kind of thing really.” He shrugged.

The walls were faded grey looking wood planning now, the wooden floor creaked when walked on. Zach fallowed Christina into the office at the end of the hallway. The office was large with a long desk in the center of the room many chairs were place on either side of the door. The walls were painted a sharpie blue the floor had pretty rugs spread across it. There was a large painting of a water fall and jungle behind the desk of course the shitty hallway was a cover up to Christina’s real wealth. She was a pimp of the best brothel in Central . She walked behind her desk and sat down in the big soft arm chair and pulled out a drawer and took out a long silver cigarette holder then took a cigarette from a silver case and put it on the end of the stick. Zach walked around and took out his own black lighter and flicked the wheel as the flame popped out he put it to the end of the butt.

Christina rolled her eyes but puffed tell she got it lit, “Alright so stop yanking me around already and tell me what the hell is up?” She said pulling the cigarette holder out of her mouth and blowing up a white cloud of smoke at her brother.

Zach walked around the desk so he was in front of it, he lay down the buddle on the desk, “I have a new whore for you well eventual of course.” Zach said quickly when Christina gasped at her brother when he said this.

“I was about to say I don’t do that nasty shit here you bastard!” She huffed then stood up and knocked some of her ashes into the glass tray next to her. Then set her holder down in the ash tray. She unwrapped the blankets there lay a very adorable looking one year old baby girl with big black shinny eyes and black hair. Her skin was very white and soft just like baby skin should be. She was dressed in a blue dress with white lining going around the ruffle of her skirt. She had a blue head band in her hair.

“So how about it sis can I sell this kid to you for a fair price and you’ll look after her and all that I can’t be taking care of no kid! Stupid mother got her self killed” Zach huffed, “She wouldn’t have if she wasn’t such a stupid whore and didn’t fuck around while pregnant I am just glad the baby didn’t die now I can’t take care of her. I figured with you being a women and all you’d do it better. Of course I won’t give her to you without selling her I mean she is a human life after all kind of costly if you ask me. Plus times are tough and all.”


“You’re a bastard selling your own daughter what kind of fucker are you!” Christina raged at him and walked around and slapped Zach on the head with her nicely manicured finger nails scratching him while she did this he gasped but Christina felt better doing this. “Fine I’ll buy her so she can be rid of a monster like you, too bad I’ll have to train her so she can help out in the same way all of us work. That is no matter, she’ll learn to love sex like everyone else here.” Christina then went back around the desk. “So how much for her?” Christina opened a drawer and took out a check so she could write.

Zach named his prize Christina wrote it down it was costly indeed the little girl would have to work it off for awhile once she was older. “Thanks sis…” Zach began.

“Don’t fucking call me your sister you got your money and your freedom get your sorry ass out of my brothel and out of our lives forever you bastard!” Christina snapped and threw her black high heal at him. And thumbed him one hard on the head he ran out of there like dog with his tail between his legs.

With all the yelling the baby girl finally woke up and she looked around at the new surroundings, noticed her father wasn’t there. Nothing was familiar she started to cry she sat up. “Da..Da?” She wondered in a shaky tone of voice as a wall of tears rushed over her smooth cheeks.

“Aw sweet heart don’t worry about that bastard anymore” Christina said to the little girl and scooped her up and rocked her back. “Your Aunt Chrissie will take care of you now,” Christina said in a baby tone and kissed her cheeks. “Come on you defiantly smell like you could stand a bath.” She walked to a door in the far corner of her room. It was black and sleek she put her hand on the silver door knob and opened it into a very fancy looking bedroom.

There was a large bed on the back wall that was big enough for many people to lay on at once it had a huge pretty purple bed spread draped across the mattress. There was many matching pillows the bed had black posts on each corner. The floor was a pretty light blue marble the walls were a pretty silver marble. There was a fire place with a warm rug and a sofa sat in front of it she also had many assortment of drinks.

She walked over to her bed and laid the girl down on her back who then sat up again looking around the girl had gone quiet when Christina had picked her up she liked the feel of her the whole time and her sent. Christina then went to another door to the right hand side and opened it and looked out into her bar. “Cindy!” She called to one of her whores who didn’t seem like she was busy besides cleaning the bar off.

Cindy turned around she had light brown hair and pretty light green eyes she wore a mint green dress that came past her knees and didn’t have straps on the shoulders. She had on light green shoes, she came over to Christina “Yes Madame?” She wondered bowing her head a bit.

“Will you help me out I need some cloth,” Christina said moving some and gestured back toward the baby. With her hand she did this almost elegantly like it was normal for her to have babies crawling around on her bed.

“Ah.. ah baby!?” Cindy said a tad excited her eyes lit up “Aw she is so cute!” Cindy squealed clapping her hands. The baby had fallen on her back and had one of her socked feet stuffed into her mouth.

“Cindy focus on me go get me some cloth I need to change her diaper and give her a bath, then once you give me a clean cloth I want you to wash the other diaper she is wearing.” Christina snapped her fingers in front of Cindy’s face.

Cindy blinked “right I am sorry!” Cindy bowed and turned back into the bar area to do what she was told, Christina’s room actually went behind the actual bar its self where drinks were made. It also looked out over the entire room. Christina could see what was going on she even had body guards now to make sure no men tried and funny businesses like raping or killing or stealing. Though at times they weren’t the best trusted workers.

Christina walked back into her room by now the baby was crawling around on the bed making buzzing sounds she crawled over to one o the pillows and ended up pulling it down on top of herself. The baby fell back on her back and was lost under the pillow. Christina smiled as the baby was making all kinds of chatter noises and squealed from under the pillow and then giggled. Christina walked over to the pillow and removed it. “There is the baby,” she said and crawled up and hovered over her and bent down and kissed her on the cheek.

Though Christina thought her niece was sweet and adorable, Christina was more business women then mother. She would use her to her own benefit though she would make sure no one ever seriously harmed her. If something did happen she was use to that whores got killed every day it was sad sometimes it was out of her hands. She would protect her as much as was in her power too.

Cindy finally arrived in the room with some clean clothes and some warm water in a pan she set it down on the coffee table in front of the sofa. “I have your wanted things Madame.” She said clearing her throat as Christina had been busy admiring her new money maker. She would be so cute Christina thought to herself.

“Alright thank you,” Christina smiled then she got off of the bed and picked the baby up and carried her to the sofa and set her down on the soft pillow. She took out the head ban first then removed her dress ”Least that bastard had good taste in dresses,” Christina said speaking to the baby girl. Who cooed up at her and was chewing on her fist contently at the moment. Then She unpinned her diaper, and wasn’t excepting to see what she saw. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” She shouted and put the diaper back it wasn’t the shit that scared her.

“What is it Madame!?” The screaming of course frightened the baby and they began to cry and balled there fist up. Cindy rushed over next to her and looked at the baby wondering what the heck was wrong.

“I am going to kill him,” Christina declared before she pulled the diaper down and let Cindy see who gasped and put a hand to her chest.

“My goodness she is… is a HE!” Cindy blinked and looked at her master who seemed to be very pissed off by this. “What are you going to do?” Cindy wondered as Christina went on to clean the baby boy up.

“Well I am going to kill my brother and still use this little boy,” Christina shrugged “that lire,” she was so angry as she plopped the chubby baby into the water tub on the coffee table. “I paid money thinking I was getting a girl when it was a boy. He knows this is a fucking all women brothel.” She growled as she gently ran water over the dark hair on the baby’s head. Who was still crying, “Shush now,” Christina said softly to the little baby boy. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” She said running a hand over his dark head and leaned in and kissed him.

“So what is the baby’s name then?” Cindy wondered if she had been told a false name.

“Well actually I never thought to ask,” Christina sighed then she saw a note on the bed with the blankets she walked over to it leaving the baby to splash happily in the bath tub now. She picked it up and opened it. “His Name is Roy He is a Year old please take care of him thanks Sis.” Christina growled even more now and crumbled up the paper and threw it on the floor if only she read the note first she thought. “Hmn well it appears his name is Roy, Roy Mustang” She added then walked back over to the tub and finished cleaning him up.

“Oh so he is your nephew?” Cindy blinked, “interesting well he sure is a handsome little fellow isn’t he?” She chuckled as Christina plucked him from the bath water and laid him down on a soft fluffy towel.

“Mhmm that he is,” Christina agreed and dried off his tiny body thoroughly, then she wrapped the cloth around his bottom. She used the pins from before, “to bad all I have is that dress but I guess it can’t helped tomorrow I’ll get some boys clothes.” She said thoughtfully and stood up and carried Roy back over to the dress and pulled it on over his head. Then sat down on the sofa and held the baby on her lap. “Well rest little one I’ll get that bastard back for the both of us don’t worry,” She said and laid Roy’s little head back on her soft chest which was nice to the baby he thought better then the hard chest of his father. He started to drift off to sleep oblivious at the moment to what sort of life he was going to be leading.

Fifteen years has past since that night……

Roy was now a fully fledged professional rent boy, he was normally aloud to work the strip right in front of the brothel pub that seemed to have picked up in the last three years. Or he was inside as a dancer on the stage and men just gave him money for a quick blow job.

Roy was very sexy probably more sexy then the females which some where sort of jealous how he got all the attention when they didn’t . The boy had grown into a sexy young man indeed, he was small though for his age. He still had shinny soft black hair which he kept short besides for the bangs that brushed over his eyes. Roy’s eyes were still black as well but had lost their baby cuteness and in place were some sexy slanted eyes could remind someone of a neko. He was well toned but not overly bulky he was just right he liked to wear stylish things as that was what he was brought up to do. This whole scene for him was a normal way of life.


At the moment he was leaning over the bar holding his favorite drink which was whisky, he was dressed in a white button up shirt with a black silk vest and he wore low riding soft pants that belled around his feet which were bare. He was swaying his hips to the beat that was playing in the bar on the record player. People were dancing and of course there was a stage dancer as well.

Roy loved to dance it was something he found much pleasure in, he couldn’t help but move his hips back and forth to the beat. As the warm liquid flows through his veins, he picked up his glass and drank more of the drink. Then he set it down and sighed happily while he was drunk, he turned around and he started walking toward the dance floor he had a little bit too much. All the people started to rush by in a colorful blur Roy drank so when men decided to fuck him he would be nice and lose. As he walked he found the room had started to spin.

He stopped walking for a minute, “Whoa Roy boy,” he muttered to himself and put the heal of his palm to his sweaty forehead. “Get yourself together,” he told himself once the dizzy feeling wore off he all but danced himself onto the dance floor.

Even if he was drunk off of four glasses of whisky that didn’t matter the drink just flowed through him like fire. Which made him want to dance, once he started it was a beautiful sight everyone formed a circler around him. As Roy moved smoothly to the beat stepping right on time to every beat of the drum, the stripper on stage was all but forgotten. Roy at this point had no idea he had people watching him now.

He was to lost in the world of dancing with his partners whisky and the drum, his hips moved back and forth hitting the beat just right. It seemed to put the men in some kind of trance and not a good one. They were all drunk and horny. One man started to chant “Take it off,” to Roy.

Christina wasn’t at the Brothel right now she had gone away to do some business elsewhere she wasn’t normally worried about Roy anyways. So long as he paid up his fair share he could do what he wanted.

The bouncers didn’t care to much about him either since he was a boy they figured the kid would have to learn on his own. They never bothered with him either if he got in trouble. Which Roy tended to find himself, normally he did waltz right into it. Most the time he was too drunk to notice tell he was dancing in the frying pan as it is said.

Roy kept spinning and dancing he heard the man shout and he looked over at him then he stopped dancing and swayed there. “I will only if you pay up,” he slurred and waved a finger at the tall man with a beard and a greasy looking hat. “You can’t… have me taking anything off its not freee you know!” he staggered back a bit.

Then the music started to go into a new beat and Roy thought this beat was good to dance to as well. So he began to dance oblivious of the drooling jackals watching his every move like he was a sweat meat. “What the hell is the matter with you boy take it off we came here to see naked whores!” Another man yelled these people who yelled were regulars so they knew Roy was a whore and a damn sexy one.

The crowed started to shout at Roy to remove his clothes, Roy was still dancing not heeding them. Tell a man came up to him and shoved Roy in the middle of the chest and he was backed up into a tall man who tugged off his vest and ripped his shirt off his shoulders. “HEY!” Roy cried out as the man’s nails scratched over his white skin the buttons went flying everywhere.

“Respect your elders you filthy whore,” The man in front of him yanked off Roy’s trousers, the horny men around them all laughed.

Roy wiggled around trying to get away from the groping hands that came down onto his body once the clothes where off. “Hey get off of him!” Sonya shouted at the men she had been the stripper on stage. She felt bad and tried to help out Roy some how she rushed in but the men knocked her back on her ass. She had long blonde curly hair and green eyes. Sonya growled she was Roy’s age as well. “You bastards!” She had tears in her eyes she looked over at the body guards. “Aren’t you going to stop them!?” She demanded to know.

They just shook their heads and smirked “We don’t help boys he take care of himself,” One of them said they were both skin heads and were dressed similar.

Sonya huffed, “Well what about me I am girl and I can’t take care of these men won’t you help me! Since I am a girl!?” She shouted at them.

“No Sonya, its not working like that,” The man answered back to her again.

“Ah you damn meat heads!” She raged and looked back at her poor friend who was still trying to wiggle away from the men.

The men all laughed at Roy “looks like your our new play thing,” Roy heard a man say but didn’t really know who it was. There were so many hands all over his body Roy didn’t know what to feel plus he was drunk. One man started jerking him off two men licked at his bare nipples then two men actually lifted Roy up and spread his legs open. Roy felt the cool air brush over his asshole and now hard cock, that was being roughly stroked by gruff hands.

“AH Stop let me go!” Roy shouted, “YOU got to pay for this!” He yelled and kept trying to wiggle away or break away some how.

“Ah Shut up we will pay don’t you worry about that” A man next to him said before he gripped hold of Roy’s head by his hair and shoved his mouth toward his cock. The cock went deep into Roy’s throat almost gagging him it made his eyes water. Another man was starting to shove his cock deep inside his ass then another man ripped his face away from the cock he had been sucking they shoved their cock into Roy’s mouth. The other man forced Roy to stroke him off tell he came in his ear and on his face. While his body was being fucked back and forth by the horny a man who was very rough.

Roy rolled his eyes back in his head he wanted to get away from this he was drunk and small though and there was nothing he could do. So he relaxed a bit and took the fucking or the gang bang of all of the men in the club even the body guards got in on the action.

Roy could smell the sweat and stink and cum of all the men he could hear all there harsh laughter and the names they were calling him. Then he could smell his own blood, he wondered if this would ever end, as yet another cock was shoved in his mouth and one in his ass as well. He felt the cock driving into his raw bleeding ass. The one in his mouth felt so large his mouth was tired by now his face and hair saturated in cum. Along with the rest of his body, the men fucked him tell the next day.


Then Roy was laid down on the hard wood floor all the men dropped coins around his head and body laughing Roy didn’t even register this now. He was left a steaming bleeding twitching pile of flesh. He lay there in a daze worn out but still alive somehow some way he didn’t know how he was alive but he was. Once he was laid there he allowed the relieve of darkness wash over him he fell to sleep there on the dance floor.