Cue Thunder

"Ghn!" The boy gasped when the sausage was shoved into him, not as thick as Igor's length, but stretching him open yet again. nnh...I don't want more sausage...

He looked up when they had stopped, recognizing the sight of empty bathing barrels, and... Everhett blushed when his eye's met Javier's, quickly turning his head to hide his face in the man holding him. He knew what the other would see; the sight of cum seeping down the insides of the aristocrat's legs and dripping from his ass as the large sausage stuck partially out, keeping the rest of the hunchback's seed in him. He didn't want Javier to see the cum on his chest, or around his mouth, his full backside already in plain view. Everhett shut his eyes tightly, trying not to think of the embarrassment that threatened to make him sick. Yesterday he had been a nobleman, today... he was at the whims of a man who toyed with his body and mind. The boy's mind was slowly breaking, the stress and importance of relying on his captor messing with his head and how he saw the Igor.

"T-Take it o-out..." He moaned quietly. His mind in turmoil and humiliation burning on his cheeks, Everhett tried to cover his face with his hands.




Javier looked up, having heard the heavy footsteps and soft grunts approaching. The valet was met with a sight that made his eyes go wide. Mr. Hale, like a ragdoll in the slouching man's arms, bruised and covered in... ejaculation. His eyes went from the bouncing sausage stuffed in the boy's leaking hole, to the erection that tented the Igor's pants. Suddenly the valet was extremely nervous not having the doctor around to tell his assistant what to do.

"G-Good Morn, Sir..." Javier managed, immediately averting his eyes and covering himself with a hand. He had washed off most of the coated semen from his skin, the cold water having raised goosebumps on shivering skin. Realizing the water was boiling, he turned to take it off, lugging it to the barrel that was halfway full. Setting it inside, it sizzled and mixed with the cooler water before it was cool enough for Javier to remove and empty, filling it back up and hanging it over the fire once more. He glanced back to the hunchback, carefully avoiding the sight of his former master's stretched and bloody anus.

"Would you... Like to use this barrel?" He asked carefully gesturing to the lukewarm one behind him, looking anywhere but at the duo in the room. "I can prepare another."

Igor came into the room with the barrels to find something he hadn't expected. The other servant didn't seem the sort to seduce Victor, nor did Victor seem the sort to allow it. He was suggestable enough, of course. But fucking? Didn't seem like him, especially after what happened to his wife. Fiance. Whichever. Victor didn't like to talk about it. The cum covered look was good on him, though... "This is your breakfast, servant." Igor put down Hale and pushed him towards Javier, whaching the blushing that was no doubt on them, even in the flicking light of the fire. "It's clean so you don't need to worry about eating it out." He closed the door to the room, a heavy bolt sliding into place as he looked over Javier. Two for one... "I'm sure my slave wouldn't mind cleaning you up in turn." Time to see which of the three in the fortress that the servant would listen to.

Javier caught Everhett as he was pushed towards him, but the boy's hands immediately pushed him away.

"Breakfast?" Javier's eyes dropped to the sausage sticking out of Mr. Hale, his face paling. Surely he didn't mean... Javier winced at the Igor's next words followed by a heavy bolt being locked into place.

At the mention of slave, Everhett flushed a deeper red, turning away from his late servant, but could not retreat back towards the door where the larger man, the Igor, waited. He didn't want his servant touching him, or worse, having to touch his servant... Having to use his mouth..

"You aren't serious..." Javier whispered and looked at the Igor in disbelief, sickened by the mess between Mr. Hale's lower cheeks and the sausage that dripped. He wanted them to.. "clean" each other? By... eating off the cum? The servant shook his head slowly, trying to back away, blood rising to his face once more at the thought.

"N-no.. I can't.."

"You have to eath sometime." Igor slurred as he swallowed somee more garlic. He pealed off a glove from another bulb, tossing it to them. "Try this if you don't like the tasthe." He was mostly just curious as to what would happen at this point, ignroing his arousal and willing it down while getting more lights on, allowing Javier to see his body more clearly. "I think you should." The threats went unsaid. Why would they need to be? There was hot metal, hot water, hot stones, hot embers, the fire itself, water to drown in, towels to choke with, Igor's bare hands... "Clean each other if you wanth to be presthnable."

OOC: Sorry, laptop is a bit hot. Need to find a way to clean the fans and keyboard, methink.

Javier caught the bulb of peeled garlic, watching him as the man moved, muscles rippling. He swallowed dryly. The look on the man's face was enough, Javier scowled, fist clenching around the clove of garlic. Javier turned on Hale, who barely had time to register what was happening before he was pinned by his late servant. The back of the smaller boy's head bumped against the ground.

Everhett groaned, finding himself on his back. Blue eyes opened blurry, to see Javier above him, frowning down him. "Javier? Javier, what the fuck are you doing? Get off me! Get-mrrhHH!" Everhett winced at the fingers that were thrust into his mouth, then he bit down.

The valet hissed in pain, but didn't remove them, his normally calm voice shaking slightly. "Please, Rhett... Don't fight. I-" His eyes hardened somewhat down at the boy. "I don't want us to be hurt."

Everhett bit harder into the digits keeping him muffled, spitting around them. "MMhrrggth!"

Javier closed an eye against the spit, grinding his teeth. Quickly sticking the clove of garlic in the boys mouth, he removed his bleeding fingers, raising the boy's hips up, and putting the calves over his shoulders.


Everhett made the mistake of biting down on the garlic, making his eyes water and nose sting. He didn't realize what the valet had done until he felt Javier's blond hair brush against his inner thighs. The boy tried to close them, but a hand shot around his waist to grasp his hard shaft.

Javier's brows came together as he pressed his eyes shut, against his will his stomach rumbled. He had barely eaten since yesterday morning. As Everhett gasped out obscenities and twitched, trying to push away his hands, the servant looked up at the Igor, then down at the cum-soaked sausage stretching the boy's sphincter. The smell was potent... Musky.

OOC: No problem

The Igor watched with interest as the two fought with each other, a bit confused as to who was doing what, with the amount of tumbling and snapping at each other. Cerainly was fun, though. We watched the wagging of the servant's ass as he apparently went straight for his employer's cock. If he was that loyal to Hale he could only imagine what he would do for someone like Victor. "Do ith." The boy had enough fear in his face. A fair bit of confusion and hunger as well if he ws any judge. He never had been a good one, but still. That boy was going to eat the suasage or die trying. Get a fair bit of his cum in him mouth at the same time, no doubt. Couldn't beat it when it was warm from being straight out of the tap. He walked over, looming even as he bend over to massage Javier's hole with a finger.

Javier hesitated, dropping brown eyes away from the Igor's to look down at the sausage within the boy's ass. Everhett wasn't resisting as heartily as before- the servant's slow, tight strokes on the boy's cock made the brunette twitch and pant shallowly on his back on the floor. The hunchback had not given his slave release, and Everhett's erection had grown painful until the valet's fingers worked to give him pleasure. To Javier it was something else entirely; a means to subdue the violent little boy so that he may... may... eat from him. Javier's stomach churned.

As the hunchback's gravelly voice demanded his attention, Javier's pulse quickened as he glanced back up at the hulking man, who was drawing nearer... He quickly adverted his gaze, shutting his eyes as he lowered his mouth to the boy's stretched anus.

Why... He bit down, the flesh of the sausage salty and bitter. He could taste the thick drops of cum that had seeped down over the meat, and he grimaced as he chewed. His stomach however, stopped rumbling in appreciation. The sausage broke juicily in his mouth, he opened it eagerly once more.. He was so hungry... Lips closed once again over the now shorter end of the sausage protruding from his former master's ass...

"-Mmhhr-!" Javier muffled out past a bite; his eyes flew open as a rough finger slid between his cheeks, massaging against his wet hole. The unexpected touch made Javier bite down and pull back in surprise- the sausage sliding some ways out of the boy.



Everhett tried to muffle his moan as he felt the meat sucked out somewhat, half still within him... holding back the flood of cum inside his bowls. He twitched his hips upward into the hand that still worked his cock; unknowingly shoving the sausage deeper into Javier's mouth. The meat was warmed from the boy's hot innards.

Javier choked slightly, eyes watering at the sudden jab and the taste. He tried to chew the meat that pressed against the back of his throat, swallow the tendrils of cum that dripped down it. He looked up at the hulking figure of the Igor from between the boy's legs as he swallowed.

Javier winced and choked again as the boy bucked upwards once more, and into his face- pressing Javier's strained lips against the leaking, stretched sphincter, and mashing his nose into the boy's balls.

Everhett panted and twitched on his back harder as the valet's chewing tweaked the sausage within him... Ah..! S-so close.. The boy spasmed and jerked; repeatedly choking the panicked valet who struggled to breathe, and swallow the pieces of meat he'd managed to bite off... Some thick strands of the Igor's leaking cum escaping the remaining bit of sausage plugging the boy's ass and dripping down Javier's chin and onto his knees he sat upon as he held Everhett's twitching knees spread wide over his shoulders.

"How doesh this feel, my pet? " The Igor raised a hand and lightly brushed his large fingers up Hale's cock before cupping the aristocrat's cheek in his hand. "Prefer it to my cleaninth you out earlier? How you shtayed on the floor filled with soup all night before you begged to shqucd my cock and getting plowed by this? " The Igor lowered his pants to drop his half erect cock onto the servant's shoulder before going back to fingering the servant's hole. "Maythbe you can tell your oldth servant how good youth feelt?" He swiftly grabbed the servant by the neck brought his crotch up to Hale's ass. "Fuck." He ordered, doubting anyone even needed to be ordered.

Javier choked and coughed as he managed to suck the rest of the suffocating sausage free of Everhett's ass; pieces of the meat falling from his lips as the boy gave a gasp at the sensation, pressing up against his mouth- grinding into the servant's face.

Everhett's eyes were tightly closed. He couldn't believe his former servant's head was between his thighs... his hand on his cock, but he didn't care to think... So- So close! The boy's chest billowed with a gasp as large, rough fingers brushed up his length, familiar throaty voice carrying down to him as the hand came to his cheek. Hale opened blue eyes, wide and dazed in their need, to stare up at his captor. The boy shivered and twitched under the man's husked words, then turned open, panting lips into the warm, coarse palm,

"J-Jav-ier..." The boy gasped against the hand, but his amenable eyes would not leave the Igor's face to look at the servant between his legs. He couldn't think as the Igor told him to explain what he felt like- he needed release-- "I-It fe-els- Nnhh... H-he's so b-big... I-t fe-elt-" His face contorted as he came; helpless moan released into the Igor's hand, "S-so G-ood-! AH!"



Javier was holding the jerking boy's hips aloft as Everhett ground his ass into his face; cum smearing over his mouth and cheeks, permeating his nose... He began to pull back when something heavy dropped onto his shoulder. Javier stiffened, glancing to his right. It was- It was huge.

Javier listened in silence as the sure, rough voice of the Igor boomed down to taunt Everhett as the boy squirmed and gave in, admitting to... what? Liking being rutted by this monster? No.. Imposib- Then Everhett came, straining up against him and contracting his muscles; sending warm cum twitching into Javier's fingers and over Everhett's chest.

The boy's anus clenched, releasing more of the cum that was buried within him. Javier's eyes watered as the cream was pressed against his mouth, but did not pull away- in fear of the heavy cock that rested on his shoulder, and the fingers that slid and prodded against his ass. Instead, he let the warm flow dribble down his lips and down his chest. Shutting his eyes against the boy's moans... His own cock throbbed. The valet shifted, trying not to hear the soft desperate voice of the boy. Or revel in the feel the soft skin trembling under his fingers..


Javier went rigid. The grip on the back of his neck was tight; easily lifting him onto his knees. Javier's hard cock was suddenly prodded under the boy's ass, showing both of them how aroused he was.

Everhett groaned softly; still in the last of his orgasm, too high to fight... To realize what was happening.

Javier swallowed, looking down at the boy's glazed eyes. No, I- this.. I can't- The valet tried to swallow again; the back of his throat coated thickly with what he knew to be the Igor's cum. The growl at his ear couldn't be disobeyed... He'd seen what those hands were capable of. This is wrong. His cock yearned as he looked down at Hale's own cum-covered mouth, warmth pooling in his gut. He cursed himself. Tethered by the Igor's hand on his nape, Javier prodded upward; trying to angle Hale's hips as best he could. Finally his cock jabbed against the wet hole, only a faint bit of resistance before it sucked him in. Javier's body shivered, and they both moaned. H-Hot... Everhett's innards were slippery with cum; the valet slid in without much resistance. He thrust in. The boy beneath him groaned. Slowly Javier began to move, whispering strained apologies… his breath soon becoming heavy and labored.

The boy's calves bounced on his shoulders as his thrusts became harder. Deeper. He didn't think anymore.. He just wanted that blissful warmth enveloping him.. The perverse rapture and friction the boy's smaller, writhing, battered body gave him..

There it was. An servant screwing over theirmaster instead or the other way around. The Igor wouldn't dream about doing it to bis own master. Overtly. He had been trained with various people and his family had certain working traditions going back generations. It didn't mean that he could not screw with Victor in other ways. He pushed inward with a finger into the servant's hole as the two young men lost themselves in the pleasure. He forced a long kiss onto both before sticking his cock inbetween their faces. "Kiss each other around with."

Everhett couldn't quite grasp what was happening to him. It was all a whirlwind of touch and smell... He couldn't focus on the two figures above him. There was something hot again within him again... thrusting, pushing his shoulder blades sharply into the tiles of the bath room. Over and over, the sounds of a slick cock driving into his torn sphincter, cum-soaked balls slapping wetly and loudly against his. His sphincter still stung from the Igor's brutal pounding, but the pleasure of being worked inside of soon dulled the pain,

"J-avier.." The boy groaned once more as the servant silently rammed inwards. His servant.. his servant was in him.. fucking him. "F-fuc-!" Bloodied, bruised, beaten... Cum stained. Now his valet was driving his hips down violently against his thighs. A man! A common man. How far.. How far had he fallen?



Javier resisted the forceful kiss of the Igor at first, shocked as the hulking man's lips came down onto his.

"Gh!" He stiffened more as the large finger poked its way up into him, and shuddered in discomfort. It could not make him stop moving within Rhett however, the boy's ass sucking at him...


Everhett was more accepting to the hunchback's kiss; his body heated with lust the boy opened his mouth for the probing tongue, letting his own flick tentatively against the lager man's. A cock was suddenly suspended between the two of their kiss-bruised lips. Pairs of brown and blue looked up at the man as they panted and shifted, connected.

Kiss? Javier's brown eyes glanced over to meet blue, the younger boy was-

Everhett's hand came up to the back of Javier's head, and with a dark look of lust, he pulled the blond closer to the thick, veiny meat between them. Everhett's pink tongue flicked out of his panting lips... licking slowly down the length of the massive rod. His half-lidded eyes locked with his former servant's.

Javier's eyes were wide, his lips half parted, as he held his breath and watched his previous employer's perversely shocking actions.


Everhett's breath fanned over the wetness he had created, almost teasingly, longingly… challengingly. Javier's eyes darkened in further arousal as he thrust harder up into the boy's wet tunnel... His own lips tentatively moving forward to rest upon the side of the Igor's shaft as well.

The two boys stared at each other, then opened their lips; mouths stretching wide open, trying to meet fully with the hard erection between them. Tongues darted out to slurp and touch under the belly of the giant cock, their mouths moving along the slickened skin with each needy, frantic thrust. Everhett's hands came up to steady the Igor's member as they moved beneath it.

The servant's mouth was.... Well to befrank it tasted of blood, cum, chemicals, and ass. Mostly his own doing of course, but there was no reason for him to accept the blame if the boy hadn't swallowed properly. Hale was much more delicious in how he greedily seemed do be trying g to sucked his new master's tongue down his throat. It would hae been excellent for showing off to the servant how far gone Hale had become in less than twenty hours, but that might also make the boy cum from his surprisingly empty looking balls. It was going to take a while for anything but dry orgasms to come out of those, by the looks of it. Having his cock between them though... Neither wouldnmiss what the other was doing and if he managed to get them to kiss... Maybe he could convince Victor to let him keep both. Swapping partners every other night might also do. Getting the two to write letters to lure others there might be rewarding... "Lisp togeter."

Javier's breath was picking up... Coming in harder, shorter huffs. He couldn't hold out much longer. It was too much, being inside his master's cute, small, soft bouncy ass.... No, not master.. The valet caught himself, hesitating as he felt the boy's tongue brush the tip of his again. Mr. Hale was no longer his master. He hardly recognized the prim boy under him. Everhett was panting and moaning in pleasure; Flushed, licking seductively along another man's cock. The ass he kneaded within his hands was not quite pushing back against him, but not resisting his thrusts.

The Igor ordered them to somehow get their lips together around his circumference.

The boys mingled breath met around the member, erect between them. Divided between his conscious and the fire in his stomach, Javier hesitated.

Everhett headed the command without thinking, reaching forward and trying to press his lips up against the valet's, subsequently driving himself down onto Javier's cock.

"NMmmh-!" Javier groaned loudly against the cock between their lips as he came, screwing his eyes shut as Everhett's hold on the Igor's cock slipped; the erection springing free of their mouths. The smaller brunette mashed his lips against his former orgasming servant's; the cum and sweat covering their body's rubbing together. Javier's eyes flew open and went wide, before his twitching finally stopped... leaning into the kiss slightly with a rough groan.

The Igor continued watching the show until his cock was released. He had cum enough times already, though the servant's ass did tempt him. He would save that and double penetration for his slave for aime other time. He headed to the hot war, getting out abufket and heading to a stool. He sat down and began to remove th layers of grease and grime that had collected on his skin. He hadn't hadnmuch reason to wash overly before but h did still wish to impress withe more than his cock. That part would go uncleaned anyways. He wanted people to be faint just from smelling the waves of collected musk on it, showing who theman was in the relationship. "Stay hereby." The Igor ordered as he walked up behind the servant to hotdog his ass. " conintue kissing and playing till Ih returnth." He figured ten minutes would be enough time for them to discuss things. He left the room, though staying close enough to hear.

Everhett's tongue licked over his lips slowly again, prodding against the valet's clenched teeth.

Javier's brows were knotted, though he didn't offer too much resistance in the haze of his release. He hadn't noticed the Igor-- the doctor's perverted assistant, who had ordered him to fuck his former master-- had moved away until he felt that huge hot member slip between his cheeks.

The valet sucked in a sharp harsh breath, ice quickly pooling in his gut and cooling the pleasure that came with having cum up his former master's ass. Thinking the man meant to penetrate him, he almost panicked. The Igor's next command was almost a relief,


Javier obeyed and slowly opened his mouth to Everhett's, their tongues meeting and dancing... The servant waiting until the Igor had shut the door behind him to pull away.

Javier then sank to the floor, pulling out of the boy's ass, Everhett falling atop him. They lay there; breathing slowing as cum-slick limbs tangled. They didn't speak for a moment until Javier once again shoved Hale onto his back, pressing his lips hard against the boy's.

Everhett felt their saliva mix, remnants of cum dripping from the servant's mouth to the back of his own throat.



"Why did you let me do it?" Javier finally pulled away, asking.

Everhett blinked, then gave a familiar scowl, turning his head away. "The same reason as you."

"What?" Javier's scowl matched Rhett's.

However, angry blue eyes of the boy met brown, "I didn't want to be hurt." Everhett's arms wrapped around the valet's neck, his expression softening by degrees, showing his fear, "H-he can't... I can't... Ah, Javier, he said.. He said he's my Master."

Javier adverted his eyes at the mention of Igor, recalling how the hunchback had called Hale a slave, "Then, you simply learn to listen to him."

"No, I-" Blue eyes searched his former valet's face. Everhett opened his mouth again, "I can't disobey.. He- he hurts m-"

"Then you understand."

Javier cooly turned away from the boy, making his way to the bathing water.

"I don't understand!" Everhett yelled from behind him, "I don't understand how one could live so low!... I think- I think I'm losing my mind-"

The only reply was a dark sort of chuckle from the servant, who tried to wash himself with feeble fingers. "You understand how it feels... to be used." A cold glare cut into the boy, before Javier turned his back on him, going back to washing. "I was never anything more than a pawn to you."

Everhett stood still, the realization that he had no 'friends' other than the blond man before him in this castle of horrors dawning. He blanched at the man's cold remark.

"Please, Javier.." His voice broke, the fear of being alone, worse... having to rely on himself rising in his tone. "I can't- please.. I- I- I'm sorry." He choked out, shivering as his body cooled.


Javier's head hurt. The boy's pleading wrenched at him, and Rhett.. Rhett held no power any longer. He was a servant, likened to himself. Perhaps lower even.. The valet slowly extend a hand, both pity and self-hate for his own empathy tugging at his features.

The boy scrambled up, stumbling to him. Everhett kissed him first- a hard, breathy kiss. Javier shut his eyes. It almost hurt; all of the memories that clawed at him. His pretty, former master's betrayals and fickle mind. But he gave in, letting the smaller hands run over his chest, and down his waist as his own tangled in the boy's brown hair.

If I hate this so much... Why do I let you do this to me?

He was sleeping in if the light trickling through a hole in the ceiling was any indication. A couple of mirrors spread around the building did a world of good in getting things lit up. Victor loooked through his bedsite table where he get various knickknacks and tools, finding a pouch of tobacco. It was some Turkish stuff that he had picked up from a passing merchant who needed to stash away some goods so that he wouldn't need to pay tolls or taxes. A portion of his stock was only a fair trade. He rolled some out in slice of paper from the magazine Puck and lit it up. Very smooth. Enjoyable. Even healthy in comparison to his usual fumes from mishaps in the lap. He left the room after getting on some shoes and a somewhat worn yellow-trimmed satin robe patterned in paisley in swirls, a pile of good quality cloths in his arms as he went to make sure his lover hadn't got lost.

The Igor listened as the two bickered and cried. Hale was no doubt horrified to find out how alone he would be from his mistreating of those beneath him. That same thing could be said about the treatment all Igors gave to their inferiors which left them with none willing to work beneath them, but there was little horror on his own part. He made it a point at working where he could be around those less fortunate if only for the thrill he got when he was alone with them. He began to fondle himself as he beard the pants, whimpers, and cries within, bending over to take the head of his large cock into his mouse h after he found that just jacking got him little in the way of a thrill. He heard someone coming and correctly guested it to be Victor. He snnuck off as Victor's footsteps echoed through th halls until the scientist reached the door. The Genevan man took in the sight, only stopping four yards from the boys.

The door opened. Javier's eyes opened to it's noise, looking over Everhett's shoulder and expecting to see the Igor. His eyes widened, and he pushed away from Hale as if the boy was on fire.

Everhett made a sound of displeasure, but didn't go after the retreating valet, eyes instead going to stare at the doctor who walked in. Javier's eyes flicked to the floor, silent for a moment before he managed to open his mouth,

"S- Sir-" He didn't know what to say... What to say to the man who had been within him. Who had walked in on him kissing his former master.. "I-" Javier faltered, hand unconsciously going to cover himself as he became aware of how clothed the man was. He pointed to the hot bath, his head still bowed in an uneasy mortification. How did it all come to this? Would the man be angry? Would he know he'd fucked the boy as well?... Under the demands of the Igor.

"I- Your bath is ready..." His voice sounded weak to his own ears. The dread seeping into his stomach. What if he had crossed the man..? What if the doctor had no need for him any longer... The fear built as he stood silent and still, waiting for the man to speak.

Everhett stood by, eyes flicking curiously from Javier to the tall man.

It was... Strange. He was not entirely sure as to how he was supposed to go about this. Was he to order his sex partner to keep away from his former master? It wouldn't due to have his loyalties divided, especially considering the things that might he done to the nephew of Hale who looked somewhat broken at this point. Had he been given stitches? No matter, Igor would need to take care of his pet. He stood looking thoughtfully at the two as the silence dragged on. Would punishment ts need to be doled out? No, not yet. He rather enjoyed the warm flesh and wanted to try it more before cutting the skin open or making some golem from them. He took two long steps forward then pulled Javier into his arms, giving a long kiss in plain view of the short boy before breaking it off and whispering close to Javier's ear jjust loud enough to be heard by the Englishman. "I brought you some clothes. Why didn't you tell me you were unsatisfied? I could try a few more times if necessary."

Javier tensed as the man suddenly moved, stride overtaking him. What is he-? He flinched slightly, but the arms did not lift to strike him... They wrapped firmly around him, pulling him against the doctor. Javier looked up, startled. His lips soon caught in an ardent kiss.

Javier softened slowly, then lent in, kissing back gently. The relief that washed over him made him want to thank the man. It was a strange thought. To thank someone who took him captive... To live in a place that threatened his life. But he did not know the doctor.. What would happen to him if he had angered the man? He would have killed me... Yes? The valet couldn't read his master. Was the doctor unstable... Insane? Wasn't he? Javier was confusing himself. The doctor was perplexing.. What did this kiss mean? He didn't want to think... think about the consequences of lips pressing down against his, the way they had moved on him during the night--

Their warmth was suddenly gone. The brown hair brushed past his cheek as the man tilted his head towards his ear. The words made him blush, knowing the whisper was loud enough in the silent room.

"No.. Vict- Sir," Javier shifted in his arms, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious held naked up against the man before his former master. The boy he had just- No.. Ah, it all twisted sickeningly in his gut.

"I wasn't... Unsatisfied." Javier whispered close to the man's ear, the last word almost inaudible, the admittance slightly rouging his cheeks. "I- I just..." The valet's hands clenched at his sides, unable to get the words past his lips. He had to work with the hulking man... Beside him, he didn't wish to anger him, but Victor didn't understand,

"I didn't want to.. do it." His voice hushed further if it was possible. "I- He... Your- your assist-." Javier took in a shuddered breath. "He-" The servant's whisper cut off, unable to say more. I didn't want to-- But he- and Rhett... The Igor.. he shuddered to think what that violent man would do if Victor... He couldn't.



Everhett stood by, shivering and bewildered. His blue eyes took in the doctor holding his former servant. The man had kissed Javier, and the Javier had... kissed him back? He stiffened as he heard the doctor's loud whisper, turning his head away. So Javier... had given himself to the man. It had surprised him that the poised valet would allow himself to be held by another man, but in his anger, Everhett took the news as confirmation of the servant's disloyalty. Of course.

"Tshk." He knew.. He couldn't trust anyone. He was no longer Javier's master. The valet had no obligation to help him... and now this man had stepped between them.

"Yes?" Victor asked his concubine as he struggled over his words. Something about not wanting to do it, some assistance... Was he saying that he did not want to fuck with him? Did he mean his current or former master. It looked like someone had to go. He glanced over at the taking from the trash nearby. Also a delicate boy with an arousing body but the look on his face made him somewhat ugly. "No need to be jealous, specimen." Really, Igor needed to keep that boy on a tighter leash. The others never acted lime that around him. Mostly just tried to hide behind him. He pulled Javier to a tub while keeping an arm around his waist and generally acting as affectionate as a puppy in heat.

"Ah... Nevermind." Javier sighed carefully. He couldn't tell the man what his monstrous assistant had done. He couldn't say he.. he fucked his own master. Now both of them.. Jealous? The valet turned his head to catch a glimpse of Everhett's scowl, though the doctors use of the word "Specimen" seemed to dim it somewhat. A frightening word.


Everhett scowled down at his feet, swaying slightly but he refused to fall. He hurt from being used so much, the man's words only rubbing salt into the wounds. Jealous? Pah! Inconceivable. Him, jealous of a servant. Never. Ridiculous. He glanced at some of the buckets, then over to the two men, slowly making his way to the water pump and the buckets beside it. It would be cold... but he needed to be clean of all the cum... He was too dirty.. Too filthy.. He'd never been so dirty in his life.


Javier felt himself moved, pulled along by the arm around his waist. He walked willingly beside the man to the edge of the tub, the attentions he was receiving making him blush further in the presence of Hale. Bending down, he tested the water, finding it warm. He straightened, looking up at Victor. "Would you like to bathe?" His fingers came up to tug on the man's robe, "The water is warm, I can make it hotter..."

The Igor had spent more time listening in but found nothing much of concern. The servant cut himself off rather than squeal, though that might have been because of the Master doing things to him while they stood. Hale was being moody it would seem and ticked off the Master. Nothing major there. He would just need to keep better control over him using him to blackmail the servant into caring for his needs on pain of telling Victor that he was cheated on. He headed off to her something to eat.

"I think you will make it much hotter." Victor told his lover as he slid off his robe and shoes. Taking a bar of soap and brush as he stepped into the tub he showed off his ass to the two as he again kissed the toy he was going to be wearing out. Maybe he needed to find another doctor to see why blood was constantly pooling in his growing around Javier. He looked expectantly at Javier, wishing for him to join him sitting in the tub. Preferably on his cock.

Me? The valet watched the man undress, the erection prominent as the robe came undone. He was pulled into another kiss, one that cemented the meaning of his master's words. But-. Muscles moved as the man entered the tub, Javier's mouth going dry. Expectant eyes settled on him. He glanced over to Hale, who's back was turned as the boy sat upon a stool to wash, then down to his master, and the hard cock submerged under the bath water. But Hale- Who was he to say no, after what he had done? Either way...

Javier stepped carefully into the tub, legs steadying himself on either side of the man's hips. He crouched, lowering himself into the warmth of the water, hands settling on Victor's shoulders. He knew what he wanted, but with Everhett in the room Javier couldn't stop worrying. He shifted as the rod prodded against his backside, reaching back to gently position it. Brown eyes stared into grey, and he leant forward to kiss the man before letting his weight drop slightly.

"Hhn.." The blond head fell forward as he rested it in his master's neck, breath fanning out as he tried to relax. Tensing and releasing, he sat down. "Ah.." The head of Victor's cock entering him with help of the lubrication of the water. The hand on the man's shoulder clenched, then Javier pressed his lips against the man's neck, muffling his noise as he slowly slid down, his ass sucking in the cock between his thighs. When he felt it had dug it's way entirely within him, the servant stopped. His backside seated on his master's thighs, sheathing Victor's cock, as his own was growing slowly hard again against the man's abdomen. He tried to move, but winced, the water making every sound louder.

Everhett had ceased listening to the pair, intent on washing himself with the cold water of the bucket. As he settled on a stool, it sounded like Javier was washing the doctor, but they had ceased talking.

Victor loomed forward at the blood teenager who was slowly lower himself onto his dick, a bit surprise at the kiss. He returned in before massaging the other's lower back, not caring much for the sloshing and squishing noises that went through the room. Hales was of no importance in the grand scheme. Might replace his brain with that of a more amiableness person who wanted to keel their youth. Use that body for some good. "Are you enjoying your Master inside of you? " Heasked with a incrwsibgly heavy accent as he thrust upwards, slipping in the water a bit. He leaned back and drapes his arms onto the back of the tub behind him, thrusting out his chest as he bucked up

"Ah-" Javier's voice was louder this time, unable to muffle it as the unexpected thrust ground against his nerves. The massaging hands on his back felt so good.. "UH!" Javier's hips lifted by the force of the man's thrust. He shivered.

"Yes.. Yes Master.." The whisper came as the valet breathed from his position on the man's chest. He smiled slightly, almost forgetting Everhett was in the room. Until the sound of a bucket crashing to the ground echoed through the space. [

No- Javier's eyes flew open, just in time to catch the gaze of shocked blue, before another powerful thrust jostled him in pleasure. Javier couldn't hold back the soft moan that escaped his lips.


Everhett stared at the scene, mouth hanging open. They had just- Javier hadn't been- Sex?! With him in the room no less! He flushed and then paled, making swiftly for the door. Slick sounds of the two men coupling loud in his ears, even after he had shut the door. Semi-washed, Everhett frantically looked around. He hadn't seen that- Had they done it on purpose? Had Javier wanted to do that in front of him? Why? Questions buzzed at him as he walked aimlessly down a hall, stepping carefully and looking through open doors for something to wear...