Cue Thunder

Needless to say, he was feeling good. In he went, the feel of the orfice squeezing around his cock becoming too much. For all his supposed attempts to get Javier to cum first, he had paid little attention to the boy's cock until now, when he squeezed it between his the stomaches fo both of them as he bent over to steal a kiss while pushing Javier's legs further forward. He flicked his tongue in and around the lips, then sucked on the lower lip again before his arching back moved his face away, his hips begining to jerk as he began to orgasm inside the other. "Here I... Cumming... Claim..." He seemed to have lost his use of English for a bit and briefly considered teaching his mistress some French for talking in bed and with company.

"Mhhh! AHH!" The cock within him hitting repeatedly on that sweet spot... Javier lost his mind. "Mas-Vic-Ahh- Victor!" He moaned, loudly, his body going into convulsions as he was brought to the edge of an orgasm. It washed over him as the doctor lent over, driving all the way in as his legs wrapped flush around his waist, pulling him in as deep as possible. His cry of ecstasy was drowned in the man's lips as Javier twitched and shuddered beneath him arcing up and clenching down; cum spurting onto his abdomen in thin lines, to lie slick on his sweaty skin. He gasped for air, breathing the doctor's breath as a wet, sultry tongue played upon his lips. His fingers wrapped tight in his master's shirt as he rode the orgasm, the man still pumping into him. Javier was driven into the bed as Victor shook between his legs, grunting out his pleasure. "Nhf- Hnn!" The boy felt him fill him up, his insides flooded with hot cum.

He collapsed as his anus slowly stopped its clenching, fingers slipping from his master's back. He lay on the sheets, glazed eyes looking up at the man, cheeks faintly tinted. Javier lay there, his chest calming as his breathing slowed down. His master's cock was still imbedded in him, his own going flaccid. "Master.." Javier whispered breathlessly, chuckling a bit in wonder of the pleasure he had just been brought to. "That was... So good.." He looked down between his legs, eyes still wide that it had brought him so high. His Master's cock... He shifted slightly, clenching down on him and releasing. "I can feel your cum inside.."

That was it. His balls begun to release their load as Javier's convulsions gave Victor a high he hadn't felt in a long time. He kissed and tongued his compation as he felt the underside of his chin get wet. Breaking the kiss, a spurt from Javier nearly hit in in the face. "It was good, wasn't it, Javier?" First name terms should be alright. Didn't all butlers do that? He begun to pull out two minutes after his orgasm, having laid on Javier's chest until then. He looked down at the boy panting, feeling another twitch come on as he viewed the leaking, cum splattered man infront of him. "Who came first?" Not that it mattered. His balls had been saving up for far too long. "Well, let's just call this one a tie and try again." And again, and again. Victor spent the next hour or so forcing himself onto Javier repeatedly.

"Nhh...." Javier lay limp, exhausted. Covered in his own cum and his master's ejaculation. His ass felt sore from the pleasure he had received, over and over again... Victor had libido. Making the bed shake with the servant's moans, grunts and climaxes. If he cummed first, his master's reward was another go at his hole, and if Victor cummed first, Javier's reward was his dick penetrating him yet again after a short break. "A-are you done?" He asked after catching his breath, hand brushing across his sweaty brow, unknowingly spreading cum on his cheek as well. His cock had no more juice.. He was too tired. Sticky, white sperm dripped from his sphincter, dirtying his master's sheets. Javier's brown eyes sought the grey that he'd been staring into during each release.

He was going to need to sleep in after this. Probably drink a lot of fluids as well. If the site of Javier's belly and chest covered in the strands from when he pulled out before orgasming were any sign, he might suffer from dehydration. Such a good sport, his new toy was. Didn't even ask for a go at his own ass. Might have been that he was so clearly subversant to him that he didn't even consider it. "Almost done." He continued a bit more until he finally reached a third dry orgasm. It looked like all those chemicals in the lab had some unintended effects. "Yes." He fell onto his back assleep, his cock pulling out of Javier's ass, shining from the layers of cum encoating it.

The boy awoke to a scuttling near his ear. A scratching... like claws. His eyes flew open. Everhett pushed himself upright, off the cold floor, and immediately froze- pain shooting through his stomach. A gurgling sound, sloshing within him. Teary eyes alighted on the tubes that held the liquid soup within him. It hurts... It hurts.. He didn't dare pull it out himself. Not at the expense of more of the hunchback's rage. The creature already had "punishment" in mind.. It would be best not to provoke him. The boy shivered, his skin clammy and cold, lips a blueish hue. Something squeaked from the corner of the room. That, and the growing pain in his lower back prompted the boy to crawl to the edge of the giant bed. He knelt there for a moment, looking over the slumbering figure. Even in sleep he looked menacing.

"Igor...?" Everhett's whisper sounded loud to him in the dark, musty room. One of the large calves stuck out from beneath the sheets. The boy brushed fingers lightly over the man's leg, running his hand down the man's leg hair. He didn't crawl up onto the sheets in his dirty state, no doubt it would have angered the already viotal man. He didn't seem to wake from the light touch and whisper. "Igor please.. Please take them out.. I-I can't stand it..." He shivered, blue eyes willing the man to wake. To give his ass relief from the pain, and water to soothe his aching throat, sore from the acids of last night.

Such a wonderful dream. Victor, Hale, and the servant where strapped down to tables and being given various shocks while body parts went from one to another. Helemts were strapped to them along them all to feel the pain going on in each of the others, as well as any pleasure. After drinking spilled blood he began to rape the servant, having the feel of violation going throu- A hand shot out, grasping Hale by the throat. Igor began to wake up, loosening his grip enough for hale to breather and for Igor to take in what was just asked. "You ready to please me, then?" He arousal was obvious even through the thick sheets. Far more obvious when he got out from them. Lighting a lamp, he found a bucket, bringing it to Hale. Pulling out the toops, the filth poured into the bucket, leaving Hale's bowels clean enough to mix the ingredients for a wedding cake in. "Ass of mouth." Igor asked in a monotone, planning to pick the opposite.

A strong hand wrapped tight around his windpipe, Everhett almost shouting in fear if not for the crushing grasp. "Guukk-muh.. Y-y-yes..." He forced out, turning his head away in shame. He'd say anything to get the tubes out. It was horrible- the hunchback sitting up, his morning wood springing free. The veined meat stood hard; the head was almost a purple and below it hung two heavy laden balls. Everhett felt the tubes grasped, and yanked out without warning, a shiver shooting up his spine. Then he was made to squat into the bucket, clenching his teeth and moaning as he relieved himself- the mixture spraying messily along the inside of the bucket as he forced it out. Finally the last of it dripped out and the boy shakily stood, wobbling up, his ass still clenching and unclenching from having something stuck within him for so long. It felt so good to get it out, the pain ebbing away... Then dread washed over him. The Igor's deep voice demanding he choose.

Hesitating as long as he could, Everhett scowled and looked away. "Mouth.." Finally came the reluctant choice. He wanted to vomit. Putting that disgusting, giant rod in his mouth would be revolting... but so much better than if it was- Everhett shivered, pushing the thought away. He was cold, but he didn't advance nearer to the slouching man, wrapping his arms around himself as he couldn't help glowering at his feet. Looking anywhere but at the proud, whopping cock.

The time would come when ale's face was covered in the large man's spunk. But not right then. "You didn't call me master." He growled, begining to finger the throbbing hole as he gave enough time for the boy to realize what happened. He got behind the boy, pushing him on all fours, then began to push into him. "Be glad I cleaned you." He said while enjoying the somewhat slicked walls from the enema solution. "You're cleaning my cock off after this, even if it was covered in your shit." Should he threaten him with the contents of the bucket? Probably unnecessary. "How do you feel, slut? Cock getting hard?" He stretched the hole as he pushed further in. The chance of his cock reaching all the way in seemed unlikely. But he was going to try anyways.

Igor approached him and the boy shrunk back, trying to be as small as possible. He grimaced as he readied himself to drop to his knees, hoping that he wouldn't retch first, the cock bobbing before him as the man's muscle's stilled. Everhett's eyes flicked up, a flash of hatred going through them. "Sorry.. Mas-"

His body tensed, wincing at the finger that poked against his sore ass. Wha-? He was yanked forward, then pushed to the ground. It all happened much to fast. Everhett realized the man was going to rape him. NO!-

"Aah!" Rhett arched his back, hoping to get away from the cockhead that invaded his ass cheeks, pressing roughly between them. It was done without success, however, as the Igor showed no mercy and pushed in, giving the boy more than he could take at once. "GA-AHH!" Pain racketed down his back and made his shoulders tremble as his tight sphincter was forced open, and stretched wide all at once. The boy squirmed and thrashed, forehead to the ground as he cried out for him to stop. Everhett tried to push the unwelcome advances away, but it was nearly impossible- his hands coming up against hard thighs and a strong grasp on his hips. His tensed and wriggled body shook in anger, confusion, and, most of all, fear. Igor pushed forward again, widening him, and sticking in more of the huge meat. It didn't seem possible.

"STOP! A- GOD IT HURTS!" He tried to crawl away, reaching across the ground for purchase. "Please! You'll b-break me!"

"I'll fix you!" Igor grunted as he continued to thrust into the virgin ass. It was tight. It was slick. It was heaven. "Touch your cock. The pleasure will outweigh the pain soon enough if you can cum." It didn't seem like climax would take to long for the Igor to reach, though he would prefer to have the boy cum as well so he could manipulate him more. "Oooh, right. You wanted me in your mouth, didn't you? Maybe if you ask hard enough I'll take that instead." He tweaked at one of the naked boy's nipples and pulled him up by his hair, now thrusting upwards into the other. "Tell your Master what you want."

Too- Large! Everhett choked on a cry of pain as the gaint cock forced its way in; his arms giving out and falling onto his chest. It didn't seem like Igor could go any farther- thrusting the boy forward on the floor. AH!- I-it hur-ts! Fists and jaw clenched, he couldn't bring himself to obey the command to touch himself... He felt like he was being ripped open, tears of shame and humiliation running down his cheeks and onto the hard ground beneath them. He was so dirty... Violated.. Igor was talking.. what was he saying?

Everhett opened his eyes, only to look up between his shaking legs to see the man's balls hanging menacingly between them... and… his own cock.. was.. hard?

No- Wha? How can this be? He didn't even touch himsel- He hissed as his knees scraped, though it turned into a shuddered groan of pain when the invasion withdrew slightly- Everhett clenching up in reaction to the sudden emptiness. Then he flinched as a sensitive pink nipple was twisted, trying to pull away, but being yanked up by his blonde locks. Everhett's eyes flew wide open as he was impaled upon the giant shaft, stretching him wide open once more and pressing straight against the nerves that set his body on fire as the deep voice husked into his ear. The boy shuddered violently.

"AGH-" Everhett arched outwards, throwing his head back with his own hands digging into the large one gripping his hair.. and loosed his voice from previously tight-locked lips. "AAaah--H!"

The boy shook and twitched, his cock having splattered his abdomen and chest with the force of his sudden climax. His shudders calmed as he writhed on the cock between his legs, a strand of drool dripping from his mouth as his mind stopped for a moment, before his muscles relaxed back heavily into the hard chest behind him. He groaned softly, breath coming in gasps as his slender hand releasing his death-grip on the man's, and traveling down to where he was sheathed in him. It pulsed with blood... still sticking out a few inches. It hurt... but it felt.. I-it felt s-so good. There was no way he could take him all...

It was happening. He was breaking him in. He didn't seriously think the boy would get any pleasure out of his violation, but it seemed his cock could surprise even himself. "Haven't asked.- For me to change... Have you?" He gave pained breathes as the small hole seemed to be effecting him more than he thought it would. "You like me in you. Don't you?" He thrust up again into the bleeding hole, his large balls slapping up against Hale's own set. "Come on, move with me. Get this over with sooner if you work with this." He wasn't sure if the boy would still want to get off, but it was good to give him an option. He bent his head down to the boy's shoulder, trailing kisses up it before starting to suck on his throat, his hair falling over the boy's eyes. "Aren't you glad you woke me?" He asked gruffly as his rubbed the splattered cum over the boys nipples as he prepared to cum himself.

Rhett groaned again weakly as Igor growled beside his ear. "N-n-" He couldn't answer, his response cut off in a cry of pain as the man forced himself all the way in. Hilted to the brim. Everhett's gasping was loud in his ears, but he still heard Igor's vibrating voice as the member began to move again. The boy's muddled mind was still in a daze, thrumming with pleasure. Wh-hat was happening? Why had he cum to such degradation? Why-- Hid thoughts shifted when the warm lips were pressed against his flesh.

"Mh!" Shivering, he tried to shrink away from the light, tickling kisses, but they latched onto his throat, puling the skin there into a possessive sucking.

Glad? "Nh.." Igor seemed to like it when he didn't fight back... Rhett caught on. The pain... Maybe he wouldn't be in so much pain-, punishment, if he tried to please him.. Flattery. Wasn't that what he'd said before?

"Y-yes Master." Came the breathy reply from the boy's lips, before he opened them hesitantly… in an open invitation to his captor. The heavy balls that slapped against his own jolted him upwards. Rhett hissed at his size. He was driving him crazy. The painful member between his legs, but the soft, gentle kisses on his neck... What- what do I do?

"Nh!" Hard, thick, hot... forcing himself inside him.. Rubbing him... Rhett couldn't think, his cock slowly getting hard once more.. Pleasurable sounds were forced out of him by the shaft between his legs. He began to push back against the cock invading him slightly, breathing becoming erratic against his will as Igor seemed to pick up pace; frightened blue eyes staring with uncertainty into churning green.

It didn't seem possibly but Igor grew slightly stiffer when the boy agreed, after his many failed attempts to say no. He took in a deep with from the boy, then recallled how he had dried piss over him. "Such a virgin as you..." He said something in guttural French about property, but it was unlikely anyone taught French outside of France or the Alps would be able to decipher it. "You're going to make Master very happy, aren't you?" He twisted around a bit inside Hale, leaving the the boy's beckoning lips untaken while he tried to unlodge his cock, which had begun to ppinch at the base, cutting off the flow of cum he had been planning on shooting into the boy. Looks like he might go for the face after all. He bent over, muscularoecs rubbing over the boy's shoulders, then took Hale's lips in what was supposed to be a romantic kiss for two minutes before pulling back softly. "Kiss me."

Rhetts brows drew together in confusion as Igor's low, clear voice changed to the strange language, but it soon returned to english.

"yes Master..." He breathed with difficulty, looking away, and then back up to the piercing gaze. Hale swallowed his pride. Not that he had any left... His life, and his body were in the hands of the man violating him.. "I w-will tr-"

He moaned loudly as the thrusting stopped, turing into a twisting. The tight ring of muscle was stretched further, making Everhett wince, evoking pain-striken sounds. They were silenced as the man's lips came down upon his. Rhett's eyes widened and he tensed, but didn't dare pull away. Feeling the movement against his own sensitive mouth, the boy stared in shock. The soft kiss had probably surprised him more than the cruelness with which he had been treated.

He started to relax... leaning into the kiss.. Warm lips left his, and the boy opened his eyes immediately, fearing punishment for responding.

"Kiss me." The boy blinked, it was the opposite.. He nodded slowly, embarrassed and aware of the humiliation past his pleasure-addled brain. Here he was, skewered on his tormentor… thanking him. Everhett reached up a hand and carefully brought it to the man's face. Stitches. but not gruesome.. the closer he looked, the more he realized Igor was actually handsome. When he wasn't striking fear into Hale's heart... He could actually focus on the strong features.

Turning as best he could, his impaled body still facing away from the man's chest, Everhett brought his lips up to hover before Igor's. He closed his eyes, brushing them against the man's. He would have never thought of kissing a man... but then, he would have never thought he'd end up speared by a man either.

He tried not to think, just focusing on the feeling of his lips pressed against another's. Stop now... But he didn't stop. He pressed them fuller against Igor. Stop.. THe boy's lips began to move. Slowly, gently. Sending a tingle up his spine at the intimate gesture. A kiss was reserved for lovers... Why was he kissing this brute? The soft skin of their lips stuck together as he turned his head, bring him closer. St- He wasn't going to. Everhett's tongue flicked out shyly, licking along the seam of the man's bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth- puling it away from Igor's teeth gently. He let go with a pop of his lips, opening his eyes slowly and glancing upwards to gauge the man's reaction.

"Was that... ?" He asked uncertainty, dropping his hand from Igor's cheek to his shoulder.

"Try it another time." Igor's chest was begining to redded in areas from the exertion and increased flow of blood, showing greater changes of color between each section of sewn together skin. "Treat me like a woman." He wasn't sure what reaction this would get from the boy but it might be entertaining to watch. He began to pull his cock out, then proceeded to slowly thrust back up again, lifting and dropping him on his dick while stealing kisses as lifted him nearly off each time. He carried him on his cock to a table, setting his feet down so that the boy could help lift off if he wanted to during thrusting. "You are very pretty. Has anyone but me told you that before?" He brushed the back of his hand across Hale's cheek, thinking over the lovely piece of property that he know had.

OOC: He will cum during your post.

Everhett winced when Igor's voice washed back over him, then his brows came together at his request. A-A woman? But he was the one penetrating- "Mast-? M-Ah!"

The boy's head fell back on the man's shoulder as he pulled out slowly, Rhett's mouth opening in a strangled plea for him to stop. It was pushed inside again- the cockhead driving into his bleeding passage, widening it around Igor's girth. He squoze his eyes shut, fingers digging into Igor's shoulder as his head was still turned- Igor's lips meeting his. "mmh-AH!" Everhett cried out as it was rammed back up into him, his pain silenced in Igor's lips each time. His head was spinning, the large shaft disappearing from his insides, only to be shoved back in- his weight working against him and helping to pull the cock deeper into his hot, torn hole. The... The pleasure that was slowly creeping back with each thrust.. Everhett didn't want to feel-- his moans both of exertion and shame rang through the Igor's chamber as he was forced to realize that he'd be driven hard during such a wrong acton. Nonetheless his cock bounced eager and erect against his smooth abdomen as he was lifted, the boy trying to shift as each step jolted the huge member within him.

Opening his eyes he realized his heels had been set on a table, lending him to squat as the cock bulldozed his entrance. The calm voice and gentle touch was in sharp contrast to the pain in his bowels.

"N-no.. Master." The boy breathed out with some difficulty. He turned his head away in embarrassment, the cooling cum on his chest attesting to the Igor's influence over Hale. Everhett bit his lip to help stifle his noise as it was thrust all the way in once more, the hands under his thighs making it clear what he was to do. Shakily, the boy lent forward onto his hands away from Igor's chest. He lifted his heels; dragging his hole off the member until a sucking noise escaped and the cock popped free, then was jammed back in, squelching. Everhett dropped his ass back down as Igor's muscles rose to meet him, muffling his cry in his hand as he was slammed into. The boy twitched, then his back arced up, eyes going wide as he felt the dick buried within him twitch and loose it's load... Spurting hot cum into his bowels. Rhett shivered, his squatting position on Igor giving out as he fell forward onto his hands, the violent spurts making his back jolt with each one.

What was he doing? The squats seemed a bit odd, but as the boy was apparently a virgin it shouldn't surprise him. He giggles a bit as he watched the boy jam himself backwards, ball smashing into balls as he worked his hips along with it, rather than have the week aristocrat do it all by himself. There would be enough time for that after Hale's thighs were broken trained. There it wa- "Ooooh." The Igor let out a sound like a sigh as he erupted into the other, who's walls slicked as he pulled out then in again, the cum smoothing the motions substantially. "That's it, slave." He pulled out, shooting another spurt across the portion of the boy facing upwards, then moved around to dangle the sloppy cock infront of the blond. "You've behaved well so I am giving what you wanted at first. Eat up."

The boy's ass clenched around Igor's hard member as he pulled free, the sopping hole making a wet sucking noise that made the young man burn with humiliation. His ass felt raw and strange... Empty... and... He bit his lip hard as he realized he hadn't wanted Igor to pull out. The massive cock pounding.. at just the right angle, it made him feel so-- "oohhh!"

"Mnh..!" Everhett twitched as he felt the hot cum land in a last spurt upon his spine, glad he was facing away from Igor. The utter look of helplessness was not something he wished the large man to see; the boy still clinging to his last shreds of his demolished pride. The boy's cock was still hard.

Slave... The word made him grimace in embarrassment. That was what he was now. His survival dependent upon the man who had just raped him. He could either resist... or make it easier for himself. Still, Everhett fought to keep the bitter scowl from his features as the giant cock was offered up suddenly in front of his face. It hung poised, dripping of the Igor's thick cum... Eat... That?!

"Y-y... yes Mast-ter.." Everhett crawled on his hands and knees closer, then sat on his chained heels; Igor's cum still leaking out of his abused backside and onto the table. He shivered. After a moment of pause, the boy's hand went up to grasp the base of the member, trying not to show the disgust that churned in his belly. The boy angled it up towards his mouth, wrinkling his nose unconsciously as he lent in, brown hair falling into blue eyes. It had been... In his ass. Don't think.. Don't think..

Everhett's other hand went up to grasp the shaft as well, keeping the length pointed at his face. Slowly, a pink tongue crept from between lips to lick along the side of the foreskin-covered head. He shuddered, the man's smell and taste permeating his senses all at once. The reality of what he was doing threatening to creep up on him again, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. Opening his mouth, warm breath fanned over the man's member- before slowly taking the bulbous head into his mouth as best he could.

His lips stretched over the cock, wide like the eyes that stared fixedly at the man's abs. He wouldn't meet his captor's eyes... Sea-green eyes that made him feel so small and weak.. Pulling back, his lips sucked free with a loud slurp, making him color with embarrassment. The taste of cum in his mouth, Everhett tilted his head, trailing his tongue down the massive length to lick up more, trying to keep his teeth away from the man's skin. "Gh-" He coughed when his inexperience led to him almost inhaling some of the cum that dripped off the wet cock, pulling away from Igor's shaft.

The boy seemed to mewl like a kitten as Igor pulled out, suggesting what he had done had been ... Something. He really didn't know how to read the reactions in times like these. Most experiments had been involving the dead and shocking their nerves. He would need to find what nerves caused pleasure or pain. It would be useful on so many levels, from in the bedroom to the operating room. "Good boy." He said as the other sucked on his cock after looking at it with disgust. "It's clean from last night. See how I help those I protect?" He scratched the boy behind an ear before yanking the boy up, pulling him between his cock and chest so that Hale's cock rubbed over the Igor's navel while his own rubbed between the boy's cheeks. "To show I don't mean anything ill, you can ask one thing of me. Food, clothes, sex, healing... Anything."

Everhett felt relief surge through him at the praise. It meant Igor was not angry... but he could never tell when the man was in a bad mood. The man was gentle and rough at the same time, but following orders seemed to placate him. The boy flinched as the large hand came down to scratch behind his ear like a pet, before he was yanked up onto his knees and against the man's muscled chest.

"Ah-" He hadn't been expecting that, but perhaps this was his reward for... Everhett fought a grimace at the memory that the hot member he was seated over brought back, his feelings still in turmoil. One thing... His mind whirled with everything he wanted all at once, the boy trying to sort out his priorities. The rubbing chains on his ankles.. lacerations on his body.. the cold, and the hunger in his stomach... His hard erection that was slowly becoming painful... But none of these thing he wanted so badly as,

"A bath." Everhett said quickly, then on a second thought slowly brought his hands up to wrap around the man's strong neck. "Please.. Igor.." He placed a kiss on the man's cheek, pleading in a whisper. "Please.. I want to be clean.."



Javier awoke, blinking in the light that streamed through a crack in the curtains. He looked around for a moment, disoriented. Where... am I? The valet shifted, sitting up. He felt... strange. Javier looked down at himself, immediately blanching. Ah..

The events of the night came flooding back, and he groaned quietly, resting his head in his hands. What had he done? Slept with his new Master? That was... unthinkable. Brown eyes settled on the slumbering form beside him in the cum-stained sheets. That man... had cut him open, shocked him, shot at him, forced him into servitude... but he had slept with him. Javier grimaced as he shifted. His ass hurt. Why had he done it? Was he so riled up about last night's horrors he needed to let go, find away to get a release? Javier brushed strands of brown hair out of the way of his employer's face. Or was it... something else? With a sigh he lent down, pressing his lips to the man's. They felt familiar... and warm. He smiled against them, breaking away to murmur by the man's ear,

"Vi-... Sir. It is morning. Would you like me to prepare you a bath?" He didn't know if they had bathing barrels, nor if he would be allowed to use water to clean himself... The servant still covered in their dried mutual pleasure. He also didn't dare leave the room without Victor, or at least instructions from him for fear he'd run into another castle trap. "I must make breakfast and... wash your sheets as well.."

The Igor smirked, watching the boy try to sound sexy. Or so he imagined. It certainly getting a rise out of him. He thought he saw a bit of pride from Hale about this and his reward, but he didn't punish him. Why should he when it was about giving his Master pleasure? "Alright my I'll get you cleaned up." He didn't add anything after 'my' as he couldn't think of anything like darling or lover which was true in both languages. He took a key off of a hook out of Hale's reach, then bent over infront of the younger man, unlocking his anklets while his hair brushed across Hale's cock and balls, tickling (the act, not the reaction) them a bit. He stodd up and picked up a clove of garlic which he big into, chewing at it while getting a thick coat and shoes on. "Alrithe, lesh go." The full mouth brought back the lisp and he picked Hale up bridal style, back hunched as he nibbled on his ear during the trip to the room used for baths.

Victor was hving the most wonderful dream. There was science equiptment around, he had managed to make a perfect man out of spare parts, and he was fucking a maid until her or his belly swelled. He heard some noised by his ear and, after waiting to see if they were real, opened his eyes to find... "Did you just kiss me?" Victor asked in French, pulling the boy down into his bed where he returned the kisses while thinking over the question. "Yes, three halls down, past the fourth clock..." Victor began to give more instructions as to how to get to the room where Igor was taking Hale too, then proceeded to expose his morning wood, forcing himself on Javier two more times, libido reawakened. He really needed to see a doctor abut why he kept 'getting up'.

Everhett almost smiled when the Igor said yes, almost but not quite. He shifted so his feet hung off the table, the chains being released as he bit his tongue. His erection... was really starting to hurt now.. But he was afraid of the consequences of touching himself, for at the moment he was getting what he wanted.

Everhett watched in fascination as he bit into a clove of garlic, wrinkling his nose. Garlic was... really painful when you tried to eat it raw. It didn't seem to faze the man, who scooped him up, thankfully sparing his raw feet. Although he was wearing a think coat, Everhett could feel the erection under him poke ever so often into the small of his back. What frightened him more were the man's teeth, nibbling on the delicate part of his ear. The fear that he'd bite, the boy shrinking from the other's taction, trying to pull his ear from the hot mouth. Eyes widening, his other hand went down under him, cupping around the cum that was being expelled from his bowls from all the movement. It was no longer just leaking, the cum having worked it's way down. He tried to hold it back, not wanting to spill all over the castle floor's, or worse, the Igor. The boy's face twisted in fear and shame, looking up at his captor. "Im s-sorry Igor...I c-cant... I-t.. I-I-t's coming o-out.."



Javier didn't understand the man's french, but he did understand the lips on his. He kissed Victor back, then listened to the instructions, nodding. He was about to reach for the pants that lay unused on the bed when he felt himself be pulled back. Vicotor quickly got the valet hard, cuming twice more and adding more decoration to Javier's coated body. The servant cummed once, into the sheets. Then crawled panting from his master, trying not to collapse back onto the bed. "I-I'll start a warm bath for you S-sir..." Javier brushed sweaty blond locks out of his vision as he pulled on the night pants to retain some decency. He didn't feel quite right as a servant walking around nude... "It should be ready in a few minutes." Standing, the valet made his way to the door, staggering slightly, and took the way to the baths.

He raised water from the well, filling one of the baths halfway, then set a large pot to hang above a fire he had started. It would take a couple of minutes to get two boiling pots of water into the tub to warm it past freezing. The valet then began to wash himself as best he could with the cold water from a bucket, trying to get the dried cum off, and that which was still within his ass.

The Igor gave the boy a look after he pulled away before crunching on the garlic in his mouth as if to make a boy. Still, it seemed to have got him to either shit himself(with cum) out of fear or arousal. He could live with that. "Come with me." He ordered though not giving much of a choice as he picked him up upside down, then proceeding to leave the room. He walked for a bit longer as he found his way to where the bathes were, familiar with the layout even in the dark. "Breakfast." Igor said as he picked up a few sausages along the way. A few more minutes into the walk he decided to insert one inside of Hale to stem the leaking, though it may have displaced a fair amount of the cum. He soon made it to the room where the servant was, trying to clean out his ass.

Victor was lieing in bed wondering what he was to do. He needed someone to experiment on. Didn't really matter which, though now it looked like Javier would be out of the running. Maybe he should use Hale. He may have had the right blood and organs that were the main reason for the last planned experiment before he interupted it. It shouldn't be too hard. Some blood samples here, a piece of liver there... Igor might mind though, now that he had him as his toy. Strange how people could treat the living in that way. victor usually waited for them to croak before starting the owenership, even if he robbed the graves to get them. Well, not much he could do right now. Just wait for his new bedmate to return when the bath was ready and breakfast was taken care of. Should have told him where the kitchens were.