Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bound Bonded and Betrayed ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 10 )

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?

 

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 9

 

Just as the sun was setting so Duo arrived back at his master's chambers. He was freshly scrubbed, hair washed and neatly tied back in the now, familiar braid. Quatre had helped him select his clothing and he fidgeted as he waited patiently for his master to answer his knock.

 

"Enter," came the voice from within.

 

Duo opened the door and stepped inside his master's chambers, closing the door, he quickly stepped across the room to where his master stood by the fireplace and dropped to his knees, head bowed in submission, hands behind his back.

 

Heero ran an eye over the slave before him, his mouth curving into a small smile. "Stand up."

 

 

Duo did as he was bid, still keeping his head bowed while his master walked around him, checking his appearance.

 

The rich, purple pants were sitting low on the slave's hips, loose around his still, too thin frame. The slightly lighter purple vest adorned the upper body, open at the front and showing the slave's creamy chest. Gold brocade trimmed the edges of the vest and a cord of gold ran along the outside of each pant leg. Soft gold slippers adorned the feet while around Duo's ankles and wrists sat Heero's amulets. The collar was fitted around the neck now that it had healed and it sparkled in the firelight.

 

Heero paused in his perusal and frowned slightly. Duo, peeking from underneath his bangs, noticed the frown and he trembled.

 

"Am I not suitably attired, Master?"

 

"There is something missing," replied Heero as he studied the slave again. "Duo. Unbraid your hair and leave it loose." Duo did as his master asked, unbraiding his hair and running his fingers through the silken tresses, freeing the strands and setting the shining mass around his shoulders.

 

Prince Heero stood and watched in awe. He'd only seen the slave's hair loose when he'd first acquired Duo, and then said hair had been such a mess of knots, tangles, dirt and filth that it was hard to believe that the clean, sweet smelling waterfall of chestnut facing him now was the same hair. He lifted a hand and let his fingers run through the tresses, feeling the strands graze across his digits like liquid silk. "Beautiful," he murmured.

 

Duo blushed.

 

Shaking himself from his reverie, Heero drew his hand back. "Help me to dress," he commanded and walked off into the bed chamber.

 

Duo followed and assisted his master to prepare for their dinner. Once the Prince was ready, Duo waited patiently as Heero retrieved something from his dresser.

 

Having located what he sought, Heero walked back over to his slave and clipped a leash to the ring on the front of Duo's collar. "Come. We do not wish to keep my parents waiting."

 

Duo followed his master out of the chambers and along the hall in the direction of the royal dining room. As they walked he became increasingly nervous, hoping fervently that he wouldn't disappoint or shame his master. All too soon they arrived and Duo found himself in a large, but surprisingly cozy and comfortable room. He took a quick glance around from underneath his bangs.

 

In the center of the room stood a large, oak dining table. Judging by the size of it, it would seat at least twenty people, currently it was set for three. Silver candelabras adorned the polished surface, the soft flickering of the many candle flames giving the wood and the room a warm glow. The chairs were also made of oak but upholstered in a thick, green velvet. The floor was covered with rich, green rugs that complimented such regal furniture. Heavy drapes, also in green, hung down over the windows, keeping the cool evening outside at bay. Several tapestries hung upon the walls, finishing off the simple elegance of the room.

 

"Heero," the queen said softly.

 

Duo jumped, a little startled; he hadn't noticed the king and queen, so involved in taking in his surroundings.

 

"Mother," Heero replied in acknowledgment, then turned to the other figure in the room. "Father."

 

Duo was tempted to raise his head and take his first look at the king and queen but to do so would be a disobedience and he had no wish to cause his master concern for bad behavior; so he waited and kept his head bowed.

 

"Is this your new slave?" The king's voice was low but kind.

 

"Yes, father. This is Duo." Heero gave a light tug on the leash.

 

Duo stepped forwards, obeying the pull to his collar and dropped to his knees at his master's side. His head remained bowed, hands behind his back. He resisted the urge to tremble, keeping the roiling emotions tightly locked inside as he felt the weight of the king and queen's eyes upon him.

 

"Stand," came the command.

 

Duo obeyed, rising gracefully from the floor, still keeping his head bowed and his hands behind his back. The king and queen's eyes roamed all over him and Duo did his best not to squirm under the intense scrutiny. It brought back a long forgotten memory, one where he'd been at the slave auction and had many potential masters look him over. But this was different, he reminded himself. Here he was simply being appraised by his master's parents, not as a potential sale. He tried to relax.

 

"Exquisite," said the queen. "Such wonderful hair." The queen proceeded to run her fingers through Duo's locks, feeling the weight and softness.

 

The king walked around Duo, studying the lithe form from head to toe. "You say he was badly abused?"

 

"Yes, father."

 

"Well, he appears to be recovering quite well." The king paused in front of Duo and put a finger underneath the slave's chin, raising Duo's head.

 

Duo allowed his head to be lifted and blinked uncertainly at the king before lowering his eyes.

 

The king was taken by the slave's shy demeanor. "Such clear and unusual eyes," he said. "Does he serve you well?"

 

"Yes, father. He is willing and eager to please. He still has a few things to learn but that will come with time," replied Heero.

 

"Good."

 

"And he has spirit."

 

"Then I think you have made a wise and excellent choice, my son." The king turned his gaze from the slave to Heero. "Now, let us eat, we have much to discuss in regard to your bride and wedding."

 

The king and queen moved towards the table and sat down, Heero followed, Duo two steps behind his master. Once Prince Heero was seated, Duo knelt at his side.

 

The meal was served, soup came first and to Duo's surprise he was given a small bowl of his own. He continued to kneel at his master's side and sipped at the hot soup. He missed his master feeding him but gathered that having his own bowl to feed from when in the presence of the royal family was a normal occurrence.

 

The bowls were cleared away and the main course served. Again Duo was given his own bowl, this time with meat and vegetables. He picked at the food with his fingers, eating slowly, the delicate way in which he ate causing his master some amusement. Not that Duo was aware of it, he kept his head bowed at all times.

 

The conversation during dinner revolved around Prince Heero's impending marriage and Duo listened intently, gleaning as much information as he could and holding his silence.

 

"Have you selected the chambers you intend to use after your marriage, Heero?" the king asked.

 

"Yes, father. I will use the burgundy suite. It has all I shall need including two adjoining rooms, one for my bride's servant and one for Duo."

 

"Good. I'll have the servants clean it out and air it for you if you haven't already done so."

 

"Thank you, father, but that won't be necessary. I've already arranged for Dorothy to tend to the suite." Heero dropped a hand to his side and caressed his slave's head as he spoke.

 

"The replies to the wedding invitations are coming in. So far, most of those invited have advised they will be attending," said the queen.

 

"When will my bride be arriving?"

 

"Next week. We expect her around the middle of the week along with her brother who will be her escort as King Stephen of Sanq is not well enough to travel. I don't think he will be attending the wedding either given his current state of health," replied Heero's father. "I expect you to show her around and make her welcome."

 

"I will, father."

 

Duo could sense an undercurrent of distrust in his master's voice and wondered about it. The conversation continued to flow through dessert and once the meal was finished, Duo followed his master back to the King's sitting room where his master and the king enjoyed a brandy together.

 

The talk of the wedding was brought up again and Duo learnt a little more. The ceremony was to take place in the cathedral of Colonia with the reception being held in the great ballroom of the castle. Around two hundred guests had been invited and Duo shuddered at the thought of all the preparation that would be needed to cater for such a crowd. He hoped that the nice cook Noin would have some help.

 

He wondered what his role would be, if any, in the wedding preparations. Then his mind changed course to think about his master's future queen again. Would she like him? Would he like her? Would he get along with her servant? Would his duties to his master change? And if so, how? So caught up in his thoughts that at first Duo didn't feel the tug on the leash. The second, harder tug drew him from his thoughts and he hastily scrambled to his feet. "My apologies, Master," he said as he hurried to stand in his given place.

 

Heero frowned lightly at the slave. He would need to address the problem of Duo's inattentiveness, but not now. Later, once he'd thought of a way in which to punish the slave that would not cause Duo to lose what little faith and trust he had begun to develop.

 

Seeing the frown, Duo knew he had displeased his master, this wasn't the first time either that he'd shown disrespect. Silently, Duo cursed himself for his behavior. Finally he'd gotten himself a decent master and he continuously had to test the relationship with his constant mind wanderings, questioning and lack of obedience. He knew he deserved to be punished and would take what punishment his master deemed fit. Meekly he stood, head bowed while his master said his goodnights to his parents.

 

"Come." The command was given in a low but strong tone and Duo followed obediently. No more words were exchanged as they traversed the castle halls, heading back to Heero's chambers. Entering the sitting room, Heero closed the door and then unclipped the leash from Duo's collar. "Fetch me a drink," he ordered.

 

Duo obeyed quickly. Moving gracefully to the cabinet that held a crystal decanter and half a dozen glasses. He filled one half full with the amber liquid and returned to his master, offering the glass. Heero took it and sat by the fire, Duo immediately dropping to his knees beside him.

 

The room remained silent except for the crackling of the fire, each man contemplating his thoughts. Then, tossing the drink back, Heero spoke the words that Duo had been dreading.

 

"Duo. You do understand that these disobediences of yours cannot go unpunished."

 

"Yes, master. I am sorry for displeasing you, I will take whatever punishment you see fit and in future I will try harder to be more obedient." Duo's voice was miserable. He desperately wanted to please his kind master but couldn't help his lapses in concentration. It was his daydreaming and curiosity that had gotten him into trouble before and earned him the reputation of being insolent.

 

Heero stood up and placed his glass on the mantle above the fire, then sat down again. "Go through to my bed chamber and turn down the bed for me. In the top drawer of the chest you will find a silver box. Take it out and set it upon the bed, then, remove all your clothing and wait for me."

 

The words cut Duo to the core, his master was definitely going to punish him. So far Duo knew he'd been lucky that his master hadn't disciplined him, but as always, he ended up being beaten for his mistakes. He could only hope it wouldn't be too painful or last too long. Miserably he stood up and went through to the bed chamber.

 

Watching his slave leave the room, Heero had a rough idea of what was going through Duo's head. He had to punish his slave for his disobedience, but his idea of punishment was completely different to what he knew Duo would be expecting. He wasn't about to beat his slave, the beautiful, creamy skin bore enough scars from past discipline and Heero had no intentions of adding to the mess. He'd rather punish Duo through pleasurable means than painful ones. He smiled to himself as he thought about what he was going to do to the slave. The method of punishment he was about to apply would surely help Duo to remember his place and teach him control over both his feelings and behavior.

 

Having given Duo sufficient time to prepare both himself and the chamber. Heero stood up and stretched. He was looking forward to a little fun.

 

Duo carefully folded back the covers on the bed, his mind still thinking of what his master would do to him in the form of his punishment. He fetched the silver box from the drawer and lay it upon the pillow. Idly he pondered on what could be in such a small box and if he should be afraid. Hearing his master moving in the other room, Duo quickly removed his clothing, folding it up and setting it down on a chair. Then he knelt at the side of the bed, head down and waited for his master. He didn't have to wait long.

 

Black boots and brown leggings appeared in Duo's limited range of vision and a warm flush spread through him as he felt the weight of his master's gaze on his naked skin. Something was pushed under his nose and he recognized it as a ribbon.

 

"Tie your hair back in a pony tail, I do not wish to have your body obscured from my vision."

 

Taking the offered ribbon, Duo quickly gathered up the chestnut tresses and secured them as requested. The ends of his hair brushed against his buttocks and Duo found it oddly arousing as well as comforting.

 

"Good. Now, undress me."

 

Rising to his feet, Duo began to undress his master, removing first the vest and then unbuttoning the shirt. Having folded and placed them on a chair, he returned to remove his master's boots and leggings. Finally his master stood just as naked as himself and Duo went to fetch the nightshirt, only to be stopped by his master's voice.

 

"No. I wish to sleep nude tonight."

 

Duo sank back down to his knees in front of his master to await his next order. His cock was half hard, aroused by removing his master's clothing. He couldn't help but steal a glance at his master's groin and lick his lips. His master was also becoming aroused, the thick length rising to half mast. Duo wondered if his master would let him suck him off again.

 

Heero moved to the bed and lay down, happy to note that his slave was becoming excited. That was what he wanted. It was necessary for Duo to be aroused if the discipline Heero was about to administer was to work. He knew the slave was watching him and also knew Duo was curious as to what was in the box. Pulling the box closer to him, Heero placed it on the pillow next to him, then spread his legs. "Come up onto the bed, Duo and kneel between my legs."

 

Duo rose to obey the order, the mattress sinking a little as he settled between his master's spread thighs.

 

"Good. Now, touch me."

 

Eagerly, Duo's fingers went to work. He remembered his lessons with Quatre and carefully began to stroke along his master's inner thighs. He kept his touches light, recalling what had felt good to him and wanting to give his master as much pleasure as possible. Working his way closer to Prince Heero's groin, he was pleased to see his master's cock hardening further under his ministrations and his own excitement rose a notch.

 

Moaning softly, Heero relaxed and enjoyed the gentle touches, his body responding, passion growing. He watched his slave through heavy lidded eyes, the young man's cock stood proudly between his legs, a drop of moisture beading at the tip. Heero moaned again. He would need to put his discipline in place now if he was to succeed in punishing his slave. Much more of this torment and he wouldn't be able to coordinate himself; and if he waited until after his climax, he'd be too sated. "Enough," he said quietly.

 

Duo paused in his ministrations, confused, not sure if he'd heard right. "Master?"

 

"It is time for your punishment."

 

Duo's face fell. He'd forgotten about that. Obviously his master hadn't. Reluctantly he removed his hands and sat back on his heels, waiting for his master's next order and his punishment.

 

Pushing himself up, Heero picked up the box from the pillow and opened the lid. "Stand beside the bed, Duo."

 

Duo moved off the bed and stood, his body trembling slightly with the thought of his punishment.

 

"I said before that I will not punish you with beatings and I won't." Heero reached into the box and removed something. He held it up for Duo to see. "Do you know what this is, Duo?"

 

Duo frowned. "A ring, master?" Duo didn't really have a clue. He could tell it was a ring given its shape, but it looked too large to fit on a finger so Duo really didn't know what it was or what it could be used for.

 

"Yes, in one way you are right. To be perfectly correct through, it is a cock ring."

 

"Cock ring?" Duo clearly didn't understand.

 

Heero shifted so as to sit on the bed, his own arousal throbbing with excitement. "Stand between my legs, Duo."

 

Blushing slightly, Duo did as he was told, the position bringing his groin level with his master's chin. He gasped as Heero's strong hand wrapped around his penis and stroked a couple of times. His master's touch on his body was far better than he'd ever dreamt it would be.

 

Pumping his slave's arousal for a moment to spread the liquid, Heero then paused and slipped the cock ring over the head of Duo's erection and along the shaft to nestle snugly at the base. He did up the clasp and fingered it or a moment, noting how the silver of the metal contrasted nicely against the chestnut curls.

 

As the restrictive ring was pushed over the tip and down his length, Duo watched, even more confused. Why would his master want to put a ring on him there for? And, if this was his punishment, it really didn't make any sense. Then his master spoke again and Duo finally began to understand.

 

"You will leave the ring in place, Duo. Only I am to remove it. Understand?"

 

Duo nodded.

 

"Good. The cock ring will allow you to still experience pleasure but you will not be able to attain your release until it is removed. And that won't happen until I decide when you've been punished enough." Heero began to stroke Duo's length again as if to prove his point.

 

Duo shuddered, his master's words sinking home as the touch to his body sent shivers racing up and down his spine. He could feel the restriction of the ring against his aching length and slowly it dawned on him exactly what his master meant when he said he would punish him through pleasurable means. To be aroused, excited so much and denied his climax was a far worse punishment to Duo than any physical beating could ever be.

 

Watching the realization wash over his slave, Heero knew without a doubt that Duo now understood exactly what he'd meant by punishment through pleasure. He released Duo's cock and gently palmed the young slave's balls, Duo arching and spreading his legs wider apart as a soft purr escaped his throat. His virginal slave really was a delight to touch and torment.

 

Heero toyed with his slave a little longer, enjoying the feel of the soft flesh against his hand and fingers. Heero's own desire ached and throbbed between his legs and reluctantly he pulled his hand away from his slave, his own need demanding satisfaction.

 

A small whimper escaped Duo's mouth, his body was on fire, his groin so sensitive, so desperate, but with the cock ring sitting snugly at the base of his penis there was no way he could gain any release until it was removed. And it could only be removed by his master. His master's hand left him and Duo nearly cried at the loss, instead, he bit his lip and tried to force his body back under control. He watched his master move back onto the bed and lie down.

 

"Touch me, Duo. I need my release."

 

With his master settled, Duo once more climbed onto the bed and settled between his master's spread legs. The erection stood firm, red, swollen and eager for attention. Precum dribbled out while his master's sac was drawing tight. Duo reached out and began to feather his fingers along soft inner thighs, teasing the skin and heightening his master's pleasure. He worked his way up to his master's groin and traced the skin where thigh met hip, enjoying his master's moans in response to his touch. Fingertips grazed over the heavy sac, feeling the softness of the scrotum, then Duo let them wander along the underside of the heated organ, tracing up to the tip and spreading the leaking liquid.

 

"Ahh, feels good, Duo," groaned Heero as his hips thrust upwards seeking more friction.

 

Warmed by the praise, Duo ran his thumb over the tip, spreading the sticky fluid and making it easier for his fingers to glide over the turgid flesh. He teased under the ridge of the crown, then traveled the shaft once more before curling his fingers around the throbbing length and beginning to stroke.

 

Heero's hips began to thrust, his eyes closed and his body hummed with sensation. Duo's hand was warm and firm against him, stroking him perfectly. Heero would have to speak to his brother at some stage and let Trowa know what an excellent job his blonde slave had done in teaching Duo the art of pleasuring his master. But for now he was simply content to lie back and enjoy Duo's ministrations.

 

Reaching between his master's legs, Duo cupped the soft sac and gently rolled Heero's balls in his hand. Despite the punishment he was forced to endure, he was happy to be able to pleasure his master and give him what he desired. Sensing his master was nearing his climax, Duo sped up the rhythm, wanting to see his master's face twist in ecstasy.

 

"Mmmm..." moaned Heero as his hips began to undulate, Duo's hand was pumping him perfectly and he could feel his orgasm approaching. When the slave palmed his balls again, he knew he was lost. A keening cry tore from his throat as his semen burst from the slit, body convulsing with each wave of unadulterated pleasure that crashed over and through him.

 

Watching his master come had to be one of the most beautiful sights in the world to Duo. The look of total bliss on the normally stoic face was something Duo would never tire of seeing. He continued to stroke the now, softening organ, slick with his master's come until the body stilled and lay sated on the bed. Duo released his master's cock and sat back on his heels again, awaiting his master's next orders. His own cock remained heavy and upright, throbbing against the restricting ring, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was his punishment and he would have to endure it for as long as his master wished.

 

"Go through to the bathing chamber and bring back a wet cloth to clean me with, Duo."

 

"Yes, master." Duo moved off the bed to do as his master bade him when he hesitated for a moment. He was naked. Did his master wish for him to fetch the cloth like this? But his master hadn't said for him to dress or cover himself so all he could assume was that his master intended for him to remain naked. He swallowed and decided against questioning his master. He didn't want to endure any further punishment for insolence. He quickly left the bed chamber and hoped that no one would be in the bathing chamber to see him naked, restrained and most definitely aroused. He was in luck. The chamber was empty.

 

Heero watched his slave, an amused expression on his face as Duo obviously fought an inner battle regarding his nakedness and obeying his master's order. He noted the decision and departure of the slave without any question. // Good. Duo was finally beginning to understand, // he thought to himself. While Heero appreciated the obvious intelligence and curiosity of the slave, Duo also had to learn when it was and wasn't appropriate behavior to question things. Heero had no doubts that this curiosity was the cause for Duo being labeled unruly, disobedient and insolent, resulting in the beatings he'd suffered. Heero was also confident he could train the slave to know when it was the time to question and when he should remain silent. His thoughts were interrupted then as Duo returned with a wash cloth and proceeded to clean him up.

 

Once he'd cleaned his master of his release, Duo placed the cloth on the side dresser and awaited his next order. His cock was throbbing, still erect and swollen between his legs, pre-cum dribbled steadily from the slit. Duo wondered just how long his master intended to punish him for. Asking was out of the question, after all, it was his questioning of his master in the first place that had resulted in his current predicament. No, it was far better to obey in silence than risk further punishment.

 

"Turn the lamp low and join me, Duo."

 

The lamp was quickly lowered and Duo climbed into the large bed.

 

"Sleep now, we have a busy day tomorrow."

 

With a sigh, Duo snuggled down into the soft mattress, the thick, warm coverings drawn up both over himself and Heero. Lying on his side, Duo did his best to relax and embrace sleep; but it eluded him. The throbbing of his cock, the ache in his balls all reminded him of his punishment and made sleep all but impossible. Given his still aroused state, all his nerve endings were hyper sensitive and it didn't help his condition any when his master spooned up behind him and draped an arm over his waist, fingertips softly brushing against his belly. He bit his lip and tried to will his erection away, but to no avail.

 

Prince Heero was fully aware of his slave's excited state and would grant him release, but not until the reason for his punishment had well and truly sunk in. His breathing evened out as Heero fell asleep.

 

It took Duo a good while longer before exhaustion finally took him into slumber.

 

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tbc...