Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bound Bonded and Betrayed ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I don't own the G'boys, I just borrow them from time to time to play with and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: Sap, angst, bondage, slavery, Yaoi, Lemon, lime, het, violence, dark, fluff, AU, OOC.

Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 1xR, 2xR

Archive: http://gundam-wing-diaries.150m.com

Summary: Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.

Author's Note: This fic was started back in 2004 and has languished on my hard drive ever since, only sporadically being added to when I have the time (and the muse the inclination) . Updates will be far between, but rest assured, it will be finished. Feed back is most welcome as are honest critiques. Flames will be dealt with as I deal with all flames - with sarcasm.

Commenced July 2004 - published January 2008

"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"

January. 2008 ShenLong

 

Chapter 5

 

The movement of his master's lips against his own at first shocked and stunned Duo. But when they departed he felt... bereft? His lips tingled from the touch and his body shivered. Why had his master kissed him? Never in all his short life could he remember any of his masters ever being kind to him and certainly not one of them had ever kissed him. In fact, Duo had never been kissed at all.

 

It was too much for his mind to cope with right now. All that had happened to him over the past twenty four hours came rushing back and he felt the darkness closing in as his body swayed. Then strong arms surrounded him and he was carefully picked up and carried through to another room. Through the haze in his mind he felt a soft mattress meet his back and he relaxed. A concerned voice broke through the fog and slowly his head began to clear.

 

"Duo, are you okay?"

 

Duo blinked his eyes a couple of times and stared into the deep blue depths of his master's concerned eyes. He then became aware of his surroundings. He was lying on his master's bed with his master beside him. Damn! He'd almost passed out. He gulped and tried to scramble away but his master's strong grip stopped him.

 

"Duo, are you okay?" Heero repeated, watching his slave with worried eyes.

 

"Yes. I - I'm sorry, master. I will take whatever punishment you see fit," Duo said quietly as he stilled in his struggles.

 

Heero sighed and released the slave. "There will be no punishment. I should have known better. Your body and mind have been traumatized and are still healing. You're underfed, hurt and abused and a lot has happened to you this past day and night."

 

"No, master. It is I that is at fault." Duo lowered his voice. "I am your slave and it is my duty to serve you in any way that you wish. I should be stronger and able to function regardless. I am yours to do with as you see fit."

 

Those few simple words tore at Heero's soul, that this slave had been conditioned to the point where he didn't seem to care what happened to him didn't sit well with the young heir. Heero decided to change the subject. He could work on *that* problem later. "Sit up."

 

Duo did as requested, relieved that he wasn't going to be punished and that he had an order to obey.

 

"I will explain your duties to you."

 

"Thank you, master."

 

"As you already know I am Prince Heero, heir to the throne of Colonia. My future bride and queen will be arriving in three weeks and we are to be married two weeks after that. It is also tradition that as my bride is selected for me so I may be allowed to select my own personal slave; and I have chosen you, Duo."

 

"I am honored, master."

 

"The role of my personal slave is to look after me in all ways. You will be required to attend to my personal needs which will include bathing me, assisting me to dress when I require it, accompanying me when I travel out if I wish it to name a few. Also you will be responsible for looking after my chambers, seeing that they are kept neat and tidy. One of the girls will see to the cleaning." Heero looked at Duo to see how he was taking all this. So far he seemed to accept everything. Heero decided to lay it all on the line, let the slave know the full extent of his duties. "I will also require you to satisfy other bodily needs of mine from time to time as well as keep my bed warm."

 

The silence could be cut with a knife.

 

Duo's mind slowly processed what he'd just been told. The general care of his master and his chambers he knew he could do without a doubt, but... bed warmer? Bodily needs? Duo wasn't too sure what exactly his master was wanting from him in that department. He was quite lacking when it came to that side of the coin, having been literally slave labor all his life. He'd been too sore, too tired or injured for the thought of sex to enter his head. Whilst he had a small glimmer of knowledge, he really didn't understand properly.

 

Heero could see the confusion in the slave's eyes. "I will have Quatre explain everything to you, then if you have any questions we will discuss this further."

 

"Yes, master."

 

"For now though I will show you my chambers, where things are kept and what I expect of you whilst here."

 

Duo dutifully followed his master about the chambers, gasping in awe at the many different sets of clothing his master owned. Soon he knew his way around his master's rooms and found himself once more in the sitting area.

 

"Do you have any questions?" Heero asked.

 

"No, master."

 

"Good. I have some work to attend to at my desk. I wish for you to remain by my side until Quatre returns for you."

 

"As you wish, master." Duo followed his master to the large writing desk that sat in the corner of the room. His master sat and began his task of sorting through the many sheets of paper upon his desk, Duo knelt at his side, soon relaxing back on his haunches and letting his mind wander while his master worked.

 

Why had his master kissed him? Why had it sent tingles through his lips and shivers down his spine? What did his master want from him when he said bodily needs? The more Duo thought, the more confused he became. Eventually he gave up thinking, opting instead to remember how nice it had felt to have his master kiss him. As he knelt beside his master, every so often Heero's hand would drop and either caress his cheek or pet his head gently.

 

Duo's eyes closed with pleasure at the soft touch. He'd never received touches like this before, only ever a hard slap or belt with whatever his master had handy at the time. The tiny spark of hope that had flared in his heart began to strengthen and grow into a small flame.

 

A knock at the door broke the quiet solitude and Duo looked at his master, his master nodded to him so Duo stood up and moved across the room to open the door. Hilde stood on the other side, a tray in her hands.

 

"Prince Heero's lunch," she stated quietly and stepped inside the room as Duo opened the door wider for her. She strode over to the small table in the sitting room and placed the tray upon it before turning to curtsey before the prince. "Would you like anything else, sire?"

 

"No, thank you, Hilde. Oh, sorry, there is one thing."

 

"Yes, sire?"

 

"Would you please inform the tailor I wish to speak with him after lunch? Have him bring his measure with him; I will be requiring a wardrobe of clothing for my slave."

 

"Yes, sire." With another curtsey Hilde left the room.

 

"Please bring the tray to my desk, Duo. I will eat here as I continue my work."

 

Duo did as requested, picking up the tray and placing it on the desk, then he resumed his former position, kneeling by his master's side. His stomach rumbled softly and his mouth watered with the delicious smells that were coming from the covered tray. He quickly forced all thoughts of food away.

 

A gentle tap to his head had him looking up at the amused face of his master.

 

"Surely you didn't think that I would eat and not feed you?" Heero said.

 

Duo lowered his eyes, unable to meet his master's gaze as that had been exactly what he'd been thinking.

 

"I told you before, I am not a cruel man. I will not deny you food or water." While Heero knew that Duo would have a lot of adjusting to do he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated with his slave's lack of trust in him. "Here." Heero gently pressed the piece of fish against Duo's lips, Duo automatically opening his mouth and the food was slipped inside.

 

He hung his head in shame, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment that he'd dared to think that his master wouldn't feed him. But then Duo had suffered before like this, had food placed before him only to have it taken away seconds later. It was hard to let go of that wariness, the distrust; as much as he wanted too. He chewed the piece of fish as his mind processed his life now. He swallowed and moments later Heero's fingers were back with another tasty morsel for him.

 

And so the meal continued, Heero feeding his slave and Duo eager to be fed. When the plates were clean, Duo moved the tray back to the table, then settled once more by his master's side. He found himself enjoying the quiet of the chambers; it was completely different to his former existence where the sound of machinery, animals and the other slaves were the constant companion to his ears. His master's hand dropped to caress his cheek and Duo leaned into the touch; then he raised his own hand and caught his master's wrist before the hand had a chance to leave. Quickly he pressed a kiss to the back of it and then released the hand, cowering a bit as he waited for the blow to fall for being so forward, but he'd wanted to let his master know he appreciated the touch and that was the only way he could think of.

 

Instead of a blow or reprimand all he got was a chuckle of amusement and he dared to look up through his bangs. "Master?"

 

Heero smiled at him and then ran a hand over his head. "It's going to take time, Duo, but I think that you and I are going to get along just fine."

 

His master's words warmed Duo and he felt the flame of hope burn a little brighter.

 

***

 

Duo had begun to doze lightly, leaning against his master's chair when a knock at the door awoke him. He looked at the door and then at his master, unsure if he should rise and open the door or not.

 

Heero solved the problem for him. "Enter."

 

The door opened and a small man came into the room.

 

"Ahh, G. I have need of your tailoring skills."

 

"I am at your service, Prince Heero."

 

"As you may be aware, I have obtained a personal slave. He requires outfitting."

 

"Yes, sire."

 

"Please, measure him and have the outfits made as soon as possible. He will require a wardrobe of normal daily clothing, two sets of ceremonial wear and a few other items, things along the lines of what Quatre has in his wardrobe. Oh, I would also have you make him some slippers. His feet are sorely damaged so something very soft and warm would be of benefit to him now, other slippers for later once his feet have healed if you please."

 

"As you wish, sire."

 

Heero turned to where Duo still knelt. "Duo, arise and let G take your measurements."

 

Duo rose slowly and gracefully from his position and moved towards where the royal tailor stood. Heero watched, feeling a tug in his chest at the sheer beauty and grace of the slave, despite his terrible past. Leaving the tailor to take his measurements, Heero returned to the paperwork that he had yet to finish.

 

Soon the tailor was done. He had the measurements written down and after a brief discussion with the prince in regards to colors and fabrics, he left. Duo returned to his position, kneeling beside his master. Not long after, Heero finished and turned to his slave.

 

"Quatre will call for you shortly. I will have him explain to you what the more personal requirements of your service to me will entail." Heero smiled softly and cupped the cheek of his slave. "Tomorrow you will start your duties as my personal slave. I expect you to be here in my chambers just after sun up to help me to dress. I will be taking my breakfast with my parents so you will go to the kitchens for yours and return to me afterwards when I summons you. You will meet with my parents later, once you have healed sufficiently."

 

Duo felt a small knot of fear find its way into his stomach.

 

The tailor will make up your clothing, but until it is ready continue to borrow from Quatre.

 

Duo didn't want to leave his new master. He'd finally begun to relax around the man and found he enjoyed his company, unlike any of his previous masters whose company he'd avoided at all costs. A knock on the door signaled Quatre's arrival for him. Duo lowered his eyes and bowed before his master. "I look forward to serving you, master," he said quietly but with sincerity.

 

Heero stepped forwards and placed a finger under Duo's chin, forcing him to look up and meet his eyes. "I will see you in the morning, Duo." Heero leant forward, unable to resist and kissed Duo again.

 

The kiss was a little deeper and longer than the last one and Duo found himself floundering as his body responded to the gentle touch of lips against his own. Then Heero was gone, opening the door to admit and speak with Quatre. By the time Duo's senses had returned, the blonde slave was leading him out of the room.

 

They traveled the halls in silence, Duo's mind processing all that he'd experienced so far that day. Quatre, sensing the other slave had a lot to think about, remained quiet. When they arrived back at their chambers, Quatre fetched the jar of ointment and motioned for Duo to remove his shirt. As he spread the ointment over Duo's healing wounds he was once again saddened by the abuse Duo had suffered and obviously accepted as a part of his life. He wondered how best to approach and explain to Duo what Prince Heero had asked him to. He decided to leave it until after dinner.

 

Both Prince Heero and Prince Trowa were dining with their parents, no doubt for the king and queen to find out more about the young slave the heir had selected for himself. Quatre knew it would only be a matter of time before Prince Heero would be expected to present his new slave to his parents for their approval. He hoped that the amount of time Duo had before meeting the king and queen would be enough not only for him to have healed sufficiently, but also long enough for him to lose some of his skittishness. Having finished with the ointment for now, Quatre capped the jar and placed it to the side then faced the quiet slave.

 

"Come, it is nearly dinner time. Let us see if you can find your way to the kitchens."

 

Duo stood up and followed Quatre out of the door, then it was up to him to choose the way. He didn't falter and found the kitchens easily. His body may have been damaged but his mind was still quick.

 

Quatre was pleased to note how Duo managed to find his way relatively easily. The sharp mind of the long haired slave would no doubt prove to be an asset to him and his new master.

 

They entered the kitchen and sat at the table; soon they were joined by Dorothy and Cathy, Noin was busy serving up the food for the family, Hilde also occupied by serving the meal to the royals; they would eat later.

 

Duo was once more amazed at the amount of food on the table, but this time he made sure to eat his food slower than before, feeling a little more confident that his food wouldn't be taken from him. The meal was a simple one; a thick, hearty beef stew. Duo had never tasted anything so delicious. Vegetables of all kinds jostled with chunks of meat in a thick, rich gravy. There were thick slices of bread upon the table to accompany the stew, something Duo was pleased to note and managed to put away several slices, mopping up the gravy and savoring the tastes that danced across his tongue.

 

Quatre and the others were amused to say the least with the amount of food the new slave managed to put away, but no one said anything, all of them fully aware of Duo's past since Quatre had given them a basic outline of the slave's former life. Noin in particular was pleased to hear that the young man ate so well. She was determined to get some 'meat' on his bones.

 

With the meal over, Duo and Quatre returned to their quarters and Quatre knew he had to bring up the subject of the slave and his duties to master Heero. Carefully he began a conversation. "Tell me, Duo. How do you find your new master?"

 

Duo looked up from where he was sitting on his bed, his mind still processing his day. "He's, different. He doesn't exactly treat me like a slave. He's..." Duo struggled to find words.

 

"Kind?" offered Quatre.

 

That word seemed to sum up his master. "Yes, kind. I like him. You know, Quatre, he didn't hit me once today."

 

Quatre felt his chest constrict with those words. To have Duo measure the quality of his day and evaluate his master by the amount of punishment he received made him sad. "Prince Heero is not a cruel man. I told you, Duo, he's a very fair and just man who does not punish for the sake of it. He will only punish you when punishment is due and even then he will make sure that the punishment fits the indiscretion."

 

Duo recalled the pleasant time he'd spent with his master, the gentle petting as opposed to the harsh beatings. "Will he always be kind to me, like he was today?"

 

"As long as you serve him without question, he will always be kind to you, Duo," Quatre replied.

 

"I think I might like it here."

 

The words were so soft that Quatre nearly missed them. Quatre moved across the room and picked up the hairbrush. "May I?"

 

Duo nodded and Quatre settled behind him, unraveling the thick locks, he began to brush. Somehow it helped Duo to relax and become easier to talk to while his hair was being brushed. "So, what did your master say your duties will be?"

 

"I'm to look after him personally, take care of his chambers, help him to bathe and things like that." Duo paused and chewed on his bottom lip. "He also said something about being a bed warmer and satisfying other bodily needs; but I don't understand what he meant. He said you would explain it all to me." Duo turned and looked over his shoulder at the blonde. "Would you? I mean, can you tell me what it is he means? What he wants?"

 

Quatre paused in his brushing for a moment. "Of course I will, Duo. Or at least I will try my best to."

 

"Thank you." Duo turned his head back around to allow Quatre to continue to brush his hair.

 

The blonde slave thought about how best to explain all this to the new slave without frightening or confusing him. "When your master said he would like for you to be his bed warmer, he means he wants you to share his bed with him, you know, sleep with him."

 

"Aa."

 

"But besides just sleeping with him, he also wants you to 'sleep with him'."

 

"Huh?"

 

"That's where I suppose you could say the satisfying the other bodily needs will come into it, although not always in the bed..."

 

"Quatre?"

 

"Yes?"

 

"I still don't understand."

 

Quatre sighed and braided Duo's hair. "I'm not really doing a very good job of explaining this, am I?"

 

Duo gave a small laugh. "No, you're not."

 

Chewing on his bottom lip for a moment, Quatre paused to re-evaluate his method of explaining. He shifted his position to replace the hairbrush on the chest then turned back to Duo who had laid down upon his bed, on his side, propping his head in his hand. Quatre lay down next to him, also supporting his head with his hand. "Duo, do you know what sex is?"

 

Duo blushed a little at the blunt question. "Umm... Sort of. I mean, I've seen the animals on one of my master's farms when they... you know."

 

It was becoming painfully obvious to Quatre that Duo was quite naive when it boiled down to the facts of life. "How old are you, Duo?"

 

"Umm... I"'m not too sure. I think around seventeen or eighteen, couldn't tell you for certain."

 

"Have you ever had sex?"

 

Duo turned an even darker shade of red. "Isn't that kind of a personal question?"

 

"Yes, I suppose it is, but, Duo, it will help me a lot with my explanation if you answer my questions."

 

"Have you had sex?" Duo threw the question back at Quatre.

 

"Yes, I have. Quite a bit in fact," replied Quatre. "Now, Duo, have you had sex?"

 

"No." Duo lowered his eyes. "My masters forbade anything like that amongst the slaves."

 

"Okay. Another question for you. Have you ever jerked yourself off?"

 

"Pardon?" Duo's violet eyes raised and stared at Quatre, confusion clearly written there.

 

"Jerked yourself off, you know, touched yourself, played with yourself until you've come?"

 

Duo swallowed. "No," he whispered.

 

"Shit! You've never?"

 

"No!" Duo repeated his answer a little stronger this time. He was becoming a little annoyed with the line of questioning. Not to mention even more embarrassed.

 

"Have you ever had a wet dream?" Quatre was finding it hard to believe that Duo had never explored his own body.

 

"A what?"

 

That took Quatre by surprise. "A wet dream. Where you wake up in the morning all sticky and wet because you had nice dreams that aroused you."

 

"Not that I know of." Duo frowned.

 

"Well I'll be damned! You can get it up, can't you? I know all your equipment is there, I saw for myself when bathing you yesterday." Quatre shook his head in disbelief.

 

"My masters did not allow anything at all along the lines of a sexual nature. If a slave was caught... touching either himself or someone else he was severely punished." Duo shuddered. "I remember watching the master one day. One of the other slaves was... *up*, as you put it. I didn't know why or anything, but the master noticed. Duo shuddered again and tears began to form in his eyes. "I thought the normal beatings we got were bad, but... I can still hear his screams, Quatre, they flogged him... there." Duo turned pale as the memory came back. The slave had returned, bloody, covered with welts and so damaged that he'd died a few days later, in agony.

 

Quatre shifted, a little uncomfortable with the way the conversation had changed; no wonder Duo had no interest in sex. Carefully he reached out and put his hand on Duo's arm, ignoring the flinch at the contact. He began to caress the skin softly. "Duo, you have no fear of being punished like that here. Our masters are not like that and I know it's going to take time for you to believe that and trust that what I'm telling you is true." Quatre gave the trembling slave a smile. "Part of your duties here as Prince Heero's personal slave will be to satisfy him sexually." Quatre decided that the direct approach was the best given what he'd just learnt of Duo's past and experiences. While it might be blunt, Duo was just going to have to accept it.

 

"H-how do you mean?" Duo's voice shook a little.

 

"The prince is a virile young man and while he will be getting married soon, he still requires that certain needs be taken care of now and possibly even after he weds."

 

Duo arched an eyebrow. "Do you assist your master with his needs?"

 

"Yes, yes, I do." Quatre's voice audibly softened as he spoke of his master. "I'm a personal slave also, Duo. It's my place to look after my master in anyway he wishes me to."

 

Duo chewed on that for a moment.

 

"It's not as bad as you might think, Duo. In fact, it can be, and usually is, very enjoyable for both our masters and ourselves."

 

"But what exactly is it that I'm expected to do?" Despite his fear, Duo wanted to please his master. He'd enjoyed the quiet time and soft caresses his master had given him that day and he wanted to experience that all the time.

 

Quatre let his hand drift casually from caressing Duo's arm to run softly along his side. "You will be expected to use your body to satisfy your master. Sometimes your hands, sometimes your mouth; and sometimes your master will want to make love to you."

 

"Make love to me?"

 

"Yes. You said you knew what sex was, when two creatures couple together?"

 

"Yes; but Quatre, they're male and female. I might just be a simple slave here but I do know the difference between the two. Prince Heero, he's a male and I'm also a male, I don't exactly have the equipment of a female for my master to make love to me." Duo's violet eyes looked at the blonde as if Quatre was a bit dense.

 

Quatre chuckled softly. "I know that both you and Prince Heero are male, but two males can also join together and enjoy sex the same as a male and female do. Prince Trowa often makes love to me."

 

Duo frowned. "I don't get it. How..."

 

Quatre let his hand rub over Duo's hip and rear end. He traced his fingers along the cleft of Duo's ass, finding the small, virgin entrance through the fabric of Duo's pants. "Here, Duo. This is where two males join and make love."

 

"Oh."

 

Quatre continued to stroke his fingers softly up and down Duo's cleft while he waited for the information to sink in.

 

"But wouldn't that hurt? I mean, I know what comes out, but to put something else in, something that's much bigger than what exits, that's got to be painful, not enjoyable." Duo blushed a little at his own, blunt words.

 

Smiling softly, Quatre looked at Duo. "No, not if it's done properly. For your master to take you, you need to be prepared first, stretched to enable your body to accept your master. There is usually some measure of discomfort but there shouldn't be any pain. Prince Heero would not take you without you being thoroughly prepared first, especially as you are a virgin as well. No, your master will want for you to enjoy it as much as he will."

 

Duo was satisfied with the information for now. He figured he could always ask Quatre more about that later. For now though he wanted to know a little more about the hands and mouth bit that Quatre had mentioned. Small shivers were running through his body as Quatre's fingers continued to trace along his cleft and an unusual warm feeling began to steal over him. "You also said something about pleasing my master with my hands and mouth?"

 

"Aa." Quatre knew that had been coming. "Duo?"

 

"Yes?"

 

"It might be easier for me to explain this to you by showing you at the same time. Don't worry," he added hastily as he saw Duo pale, "Prince Heero has asked me to explain to you and to teach you what you need to know. You will not be punished for this."

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Trust me, Duo. I haven't done anything to cause you pain or get you into trouble so far, have I?"

 

"No."

 

"Then trust me with this."

 

"Okay."

 

"Good. This is going to be a lot easier if you remove your clothes...."

 

~ * ~

 

tbc....