Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sugar & Whips ❯ Chapter 15 ( Chapter 15 )

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Author's Note:  I realize that I said I was going to post the next chapter on Saturday May 13th. However while I was writing this chapter became longer and longer and finally I to split it in two. I decided to post the first part today. After all it is May 13th in some parts of the world already, isn't it? The next part comes tomorrow.

To those who don't really like to read too explicit stuff, I suggest to stop after the first 2 scenes of this chapter and then move directly to the last 2 scenes of the next chapter. Sorry, about that. You won't miss much of the storyline, I promise.

Enjoy!

 

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Lemon Warning!!!!

Sugar and Whips

Part 15

A hidden elevator took the duke and his pet to the second floor. Treize unlocked a door nearly at the end of a narrow, candle-lit corridor, and walked into the room. Zechs hesitated for just a moment before he followed, feeling both excitement and anxiety at the same time. Everything was still so new and different to him that he never knew what to expect. And having a master who was always good for a surprise didn't help much either.

The room, an odd combination of luxurious hotel suit and torture chamber, was large. To his left, chained with his arms raised above his head, and his spread legs secured to steel rings in the floor, stood their `pet for the night'.

Heavy chains rattled quietly as the young man shifted and turned his head. He seemed calmer now; his eyes didn't have that frantic look, as though he had accepted his fate, whatever it might be.

The duke paused to look the tied up figure over before he walked over to him. He pulled off one of his white gloves and lifted the young man's chin with two fingers. “I'm Duke Treize Khushrenada. What's your name?”

“Wufei.”

“Wufei!?” Treize repeated, letting the name roll on his tongue like a fine wine. “What a pretty name, very befitting. You are Chinese?”

“Does it matter?”

“Not particularly.” The duke shrugged as he released the young man. He turned and pulled off his other glove. “Zechs!” He handed the gloves off to his pet. “Put them onto the chair by the window,” he ordered. While the younger man replied he slowly continued to undress until he was only wearing his pristine white dress shirt and black pants. He gestured for Zech to move his coat, vest and tie to the chair as well.

“Zechs, I need you to get something from the car,” the duke told him next. “I'll call the driver and tell him to pull up in front. In the back, beneath the center seat is a compartment. Bring me the wooden box you will find in it. Understood?”

Zechs nodded. “Yes, Master!”

“Excellent. And while you are downstairs tell one of the waiters to bring us a bottle of champagne.”

“Yes, Master,” the blond repeated. He waited for a moment in case the duke had anything to add before he left.

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Treize closed his cell phone and slipped it back into the pocket of his coat. Then he turned toward Wufei with a hint of a smirk.

“Shall we get started?” The duke walked closer to the chained up figure, looking him up and down. “What beautiful and flawless skin you have,” he remarked as slowly strolled around the young man regarding him thoroughly from all sides like a prowling cat. “Not even a single mark. You must be a very obedient slave… or have a very lenient master who doesn't believe in corporal punishment. I for one hope it's the later, owning a pet that doesn't show at least a little resistant would be utterly boring.” His eyes wandered up Wufei's back, then focused at a palm-sized tattoo on the young man's right shoulder blade. “What intricate design and magnificent colors. It's a dragon, isn't it?” he raised his hand and softly traced the curled up reptile with his fingertips. “Does it mean anything?”

Wufei shivered at the touch. “It's the symbol of my clan,” he explained. “I'm a member of the Long family.”

“Is that so? How fascinating. You will have to tell me more about it...later.” Treize continued his inspection until he stopped in front of the young man. He brushed his thumb softly over one of Wufei's nipples, eliciting another shiver from his pet. “Tsk, tsk… how careless of your master to send you out without properly marking you as his. Isn't he afraid that someone else might claim you? But then, perhaps…” The duke's smile turned suggestive. “He put his mark just at a less visible spot.”

Wufei gasped and nearly jumped as the older man's other hand suddenly reached between his legs, fondling his shaft and testicles.

“No, I guess not.”

Wufei's cheeks were burning. His jaws clenched and he glared at the other man.

Treize gave a deep chuckle. “What's wrong?” he asked. “Are you scared? I haven't done anything …yet.”

“I'm not scared.” The young man's eyes turned even darker as he threw his head back in a mixture of pride and defiance. “Do as you wish. I'm not afraid of pain.”

“Oh, really?” The duke raised his pet's chin once again, studying his face carefully as he softly asked: “But what about pleasure?”

Wufei swallowed. He wasn't sure if it was the question or the suggestiveness in the other man's voice that sent a shiver down his spine.

Treize smiled softly. Oh, how he enjoyed toying with his pets.

A knock at the door interrupted his little mind game. “Come in,” he bellowed, annoyed by the disturbance.

“Your champagne, Sir.” The waiter set a tray with several glasses and the ice-filled cooler with the bottle down on the table, bowed and retreated. Even before the man had closed the door behind himself, Zechs returned.

“Is this the box you were talking about, Master?” he asked, gesturing at the wooden chest in his hands.

“Yes, it is. Excellent!” The duke sounded very pleased. “Put it down by the bed, we will need it soon. You see, I prefer to use my own toys.”

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As Zechs complied and set the box down in front of the nightstand, just beside the heavy, king-sized bed, his master turned toward him. “I think we'll begin with you.”

“Begin with me?” the young man echoed. I really don't like the sound of that.

“Of course; you didn't think I was joking when I told you not to push me, did you? Perhaps next time you will heed my warnings.” Treize stepped toward the bed. “Come here, and lie down.”

The blond hesitated, earning himself a glare from his master that clearly said: Don't make things worse than they already are.

Still reluctant, Zechs finally complied and stretched out on the wide bed. His master pulled a set of restrains seemingly out of nowhere. He started to undress his pet, beginning with the short jacket Zechs was wearing. He then pushed up the sleeveless shirt, and his fingertips brushed against the young man's nipples. For a moment he gazed at the small black rose that adorned one of the pink, little nubs. The piercing was healing well. Treize finally slipped the shirt over Zechs' head. He fastened a pair of wide leather cuffs around the younger man's wrists and then chained them above his head to two metal rings in the headboard.

“Keep your head on the pillow,” the duke ordered as he moved further down the bed. He propped one knee against the mattress as he leaned over his pet. Nimble fingers first removed Zechs' shoes and socks then undid the buttons on his fly before hooking under the waistband of his leather pants.

“Raise your hips.”

The young man complied, allowing his master to strip him of his pants.

Treize's gaze moved between his legs. For a long moment the duke beheld the large cock, nestled in a patch of curly, blond hair. “How beautiful.”

Zechs blushed as he remembered that he was utterly exposed not only to his master's eyes. He glanced to his left to where Wufei was chained up. He noticed a faint huge of crimson in the other pet's cheeks, and for just one brief moment their eyes met, before Wufei quickly averted his gaze.

Treize leaned down. He opened the box that was sitting on the floor and removed something. Zechs strained his neck, but before he was able to see what it was, his master reminded him firmly to keep his head down.

The uneasy feeling in his stomach grew when the duke spread his pet's legs and knelt down between them. He gasped when something was suddenly snapped firmly around the base of his shaft. A cockring? Zechs raised his head again, earning himself a stern glare from his master.

“Stay down!”

“I just…”

“Hush.” Treize interrupted him. “Zechs, you really need to start doing as you are told. My orders are not open for discussion.” He reached down again and this time the blond was able to see a tube of lubricant and a long, slender object in his master's hand before he settled down again between his spread thighs. He swallowed convulsively.

“Relax,” the duke voice was almost soft as he grasped his pet's ankles and positioned them so that Zechs' knees were bent and his feet planted wide apart on the mattress. He unscrewed the tube and squeezed a generous dollop of lubricant onto his hand.

Zechs gasped as a slick and somewhat cool finger circled the opening to his body. His fists clenched as the finger slipped inside him and slowly started to stretch him. A second finger followed soon, and the young man almost forgot to breathe. Then the fingers disappeared and something larger and firmer pressed against his opening.

“Easy now, Zechs. Relax your muscles,” the duke told him as he slowly worked the dildo into his pet's body.

It was a strange sensation to say the least; something Zechs had never felt before. The dildo was large and slightly uncomfortable, but it wasn't painful. When he shifted, its tip brushed against his prostate creating just enough friction to send a jolt of pleasure straight through his groin.

While the young man was still trying to adjust to the strange but not entirely unpleasant feeling, his master rose. Zechs almost frowned. That's it? He wondered. If this is punishment, I'll take it any day over the whip.

He probably should have known better. The duke reached into his `toy box' once more and removed something that looked like a small, black remote control.

Zechs' eyes went wide in shock as Treize pressed one of the buttons on the device, and the thing inside him suddenly started to vibrate.

“Master!” he gasped.

“Hush!” The duke set the remote down on the nightstand. Then he leaned in to capture his pet's lips in a brief but affectionate kiss. “Be good now…” He brushed a few tendrils of soft, silvery hair from Zechs' face. “…and I'll release you soon.”

The blond whimpered in protest as his master left him chained up and helpless, and turned his attention toward his other pet.

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Once again Treize circled around the young man, stopping behind his back. His fingertips traced Wufei's spine as he gazed over his shoulder at Zechs. Apparently the vibrator was already taking effect. The blond was shivering. Quiet moans broke from his lips as the device gently but steadily massaged his prostate. Little beads of pre-cum glistened on the tip of his quickly hardening shaft.

“He is beautiful like that, isn't he?” the duke breathed.

Wufei, who was desperately trying not to glance at the nude, squirming figure on the bed, blushed.

“It's alright to look, you know.” The duke told him, his voice laced with amusement. “Although, Zechs might disagree. He is rather new to this, and still a little self-conscious. I can't really see why, though. With a body like that he has nothing to be ashamed about, wouldn't you agree?” He leaned even closer. His breath tickled Wufei's ear, as he whispered “What about you? Have you ever been exposed like this to a stranger's eye?”

The young man's face turned even darker, and Treize chuckled. “I take that as a no.” His hands moved deeper, resting on Wufei's slim hips for a few moments. One of his arms snaked around the young man's body. His fingertips ghosted over soft skin until they found one of his pet's nipples. The duke gently twisted and squeezed the little, rose-colored bud, and almost instantly he could feel it perk up under his touches. The younger man shuddered in his embrace.

Wufei squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his teeth into his lower lip, desperately trying to keep himself from moaning as the duke continued to explore his body. The older man's hands felt cool and soothing against his heated skin. They moved over his chest and down his abdomen before slipping beneath the waistband of his pants.

Wufei's eyes flew open as those fingers encircled his manhood. A thumb brushed teasingly over the mushroom shaped tip, and then the hand moved deeper to cup his balls before ghosting over the soft skin between his scrotum and anus. A soft fingertip circled the little puckering hole, making the young man buck.

“Please stop that.” He tried to pull away but his restrains and the duke's tight embrace kept him from escaping those invading fingers.

“But I haven't even started yet,” the older man whispered into his ear, sending yet another shiver down Wufei's spine. Nevertheless he finally removed his hand and stepped back.

But before Wufei could even breathe a sigh of relief the duke hooked his fingers under the waistband of his pants and pulled them down in one swift motion. “Sorry, but these will have to go before we can continue,” he announced as he crouched down, unshackled one of his pet's ankles and slipped off the pants before tying the young man up again. He then repeated the procedure with the other leg.

“Ah, much better,” the duke declared satisfied as he discarded the garment on the floor and rose to his feet.

Warily the young man watched as Treize walked back to the bed and started rummaging in his `toy box'.

“Hmm…Let's see what we have here. Ah! I think I've found something you will love.”

What the duke was holding in his hand looked almost like a piece of a pearl necklace; five or six beads, reaching from about half an inch to an inch in size, strung together by a thin cord. Wufei swallowed.

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Meanwhile Zechs' moaning was becoming louder and more desperate.

“Master, please…” he whimpered as Treize leaned over the bed to pick up the lubricant he had used earlier.

A thin sheen of sweat covered the young man's pale skin. His face was flushed, crystal eyes clouded with desire, as he panted breathlessly. Oh what an unbelievable erotic picture he made.

Zechs fists tightened around the chains that tied him to the bed frame. His body was burning. He shuddered as yet another jolt of pleasure hit him. He was painfully aroused. Pre-cum was weeping from the tip of his throbbing shaft The vibrator was creating enough stimulation to constantly keep him on the edge, while his cock ring denied him the release he so desperately needed.

“Master…” Heavy-lidded eyes tried to focus on the older man who was still leaning over him. “Please Master… Take it out…”

“Not yet, my little pet, not yet,” his master told him. “I want to make sure that you will remember this lesson, so that I won't have you to punish you again.”

“I can't take it anymore…please.” Zechs moaned. “I need to come.”

The duke sighed as he watched the blond trash his head forth and back in the pillow. He hadn't really planned on releasing Zechs so soon, but it was obvious that the young man was already at the end of his strength. Apparently he is a lot more sensitive than I thought.
There was a thin line between being strict and being cruel, and any competent master knew not to cross that line.

“Very well,” the duke finally gave in. “You'd better not make me regret this later.”

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T.B.C.

 

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