Nightmarish Pleasure (Stained and firebird)

[firebird]

Obeying orders, he retrieved a chair from his worktable and put it down facing the mirror. He almost crumbled at the feeling of cum slowly trailing out of his rear. Gasping slightly at the feeling, he stood before his now seated master. He turned his back to him and climbed up on the chair, placing his feet on the edges of the seat to balance himself as he held to other's cock in one hand and gently lowered himself. Feet on either side of his master's thighs as he sat down, he was perfectly spread out before the mirror. His member had already regained its previous hardness and his hole was wrapped around the erection in his ass quite snugly.

 

If he wasn't enjoying his current position, he would have loved to fuck himself as he was and that was just judging from the orgasmic sight he created in the mirror. He moaned as he continued sliding down to be seated on his master's lap. Adjusting to the position, he immediately began to bounce himself on Vidaer's cock. He held on to the handles on the chair as he bounced himself up and down. He tried moving his hips around to locate his pleasure point but was unsuccessful but he didn't give up so he kept slamming himself down each time harder than the last. Still not finding what he wanted, he whined in his throat frustrated with the difficulty of touching his special spot. He threw his head back touching it to his master's shoulder as he whispered, "Please...I need you to..." He left the statement incomplete hoping that Vidaer would understand what it is that he wanted and gave it to him.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer watches his pet position himself as well as Vidaer's cock before lowering down and starting to move on it. Watching the sight in the mirror over Chezra's shoulder he lets out soft pleased sounds at both the sight and feel of his pet riding him. When the other male lets out a whine of frustration and turns to as for help, he decides to do so without teasing his pet since he's been so good.

 

"Alright pet, I'll help you with your problem." He chuckles softly while grabbing hold of Chezra's hips and plants his feet to give himself a good solid stance. Nipping at his pet's neck he starts to move Chezra's hips fast while shifting them so he can hit that spot he'd been trying to get on his own. Finding it easily and quickly he keeps hitting it over and over to send them both to another release. His teeth dig into the juncture of Chezra's neck and shoulder to leave a deep bite mark, even drawing a bit of blood from the depth of it.

[firebird]

Surely he was mad by now seeing as no oxygen made it to his brain. Heck, no air made it pass his nostrils much less. Each mind-blowing hit to is prostate had him panting and gasping for air. But it was all too pleasurable for him to care. He was practically being fucked to death. He chuckled at that. To think that the great Chezra died from his master taking him too roughly would be the joke of a lifetime.

 

Uncaring of the lack of air and his body's crucial need for it, he dropped himself on top of Vidaer even harder. His true whore was starting to show through. He moaned at the feeling of teeth biting at his neck. His hole twitched when the bite actually pierced his skin. "Al-almost there...more please..." He took the other's large hand in his own and placed it on his neck using his fingers to close his master's fingers around aforementioned body part. "....please, master...hurt me more"

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer is surprised by his pet's reaction but only throbs and twitches inside him as Chezra twitches when bit and then places his hand on his throat. He lets out a pleased growl and his fingers lightly scratch along the soft vulnerable flesh before firmly wrapping around it and squeezing while the nails dig in. Pulling back a bit he nibbles on the flesh smirking. "You want me to hurt you pet? Just how do you want me to do so? You have to tell me exactly what you want or I won't know."

 

His pet just keeps surprising him in the most wonderful of ways. It'll be interesting to see if his little princeling is an exhibitionist as well. It's a good thing there's going to be a period of time where he'll be accepting audience with the people to use as a way to test it out. For now though he's going to enjoy this latest side of his pet. Licking the lightly bleeding bite mark his nails dig in and scratch harder on the side of Chezra's neck while the hold tightens a little more.

[firebird]

Throwing his head back at the maddening yet euphoric feeling of the harsh scratches and painful touches delivered unto his skin, he gasped out. "..Bit..e me, scratch me..." He attempted to draw in the steadily lessening oxygen before continuing. "...mark me...ah ohhh, st-strangle me..." Everything that left his mouth, he was somewhat aware of. He had finally lost it to the mind-shattering feeling his whorish body was slowly getting used to. And it was the best feeling ever.

 

He no longer had to keep up with being the poker-faced crown prince of his lands, no longer had to take charge and control everything around him, no longer had the pressure of doing the right thing. It was liberating. In no way was he glad that Vidaer had taken over his father's lands and killed said man but he was happy that there was actually someone out there that could let his secretly passionate spirit roam free. Someone to control him for a change.

 

From the steady throb of the member inside of him to the animalistic feeling the other gave to him, he was high and there was the high chance that he was never coming back down. He thought of what the people would say if they saw him now. The prince -no former prince, he reminded himself- of Kan acting like a common whore or perhaps something less than that. But how could he care when he was being driven to the highest point of ecstasy by the man who claimed to be his master? Exactly. He couldn't and he wouldn't care because the responsibility had been shifted and he could just leave everything to his master.

 

He wanted to laugh at it all. The sane him would and will have a hissy fit at how slutty he behaved tonight but that was a problem to be dealt with at a later date. He was just glad that that stuck up too-proud-for-his-own-good part of him had shut up for the night and he could express his feelings honestly. But that was not to say that he would give in to it all so easily a second time. From the death of his father to the semi-loss of his uncle, he was emotionally unstable and that was the main reason why he felt the way he did. Not to say that it wasn't true but he knew it was more of a justification for his actions than anything else.

 

One more look at the mirror and he was ready. His entire body had become so red that he looked like a ripe fruit just waiting to be picked and eaten. But he felt more like an overly sweet grape just waiting to pop. "Please...I need to cum...cum in-inside mas...ter. Let me feel it inside me~"

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer lets out a throaty laugh at his pet's words and actions. The begging him for more, looking at himself in the mirror, and then begging to come by having Vidaer come inside him. It was thrilling to see his pet's inner whore shine through so much. "I'll come inside you so many times you'll never get rid of the feeling. Even when you come down from your sex high you won't be able but to think about it due to the reminder I plan on leaving you with." He promises while biting another spot harshly, going right through the skin to leave another bloody bite mark that he licks and sucks on to make sure a large bruise forms.

 

As he gives a harsh suck he finally gives Chezra what he wants and fills the twitching greedy hole with more of his hot cum. While riding out his release into the other male, his nails bite even more into the soft flesh leaving deep marks and trails that are guaranteed to be noticeable unless the former prince has his entire neck and shoulder line covered. As he starts to finish, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a deceptively small looking item. Lifting his pet off of his cock, he quickly shoves the item into the other and effectively stops the cum from leaking out. "Now then, you're to keep that in unless I either take it out, most likely to replace it with my cock, or you ask me and I allow it."

 

He states his order while reaching around to roughly grab and stroke Chezra's cock to milk him for all he's worth and licks a bleeding bite mark while rutting up against the freshly plugged hole. The thought of how the other will respond to this once the whore-side is suppressed again will be something worth seeing. For now though, he still owes his pet a delicious drink of cum once said pet is done coming.

[firebird]

Feeling Vidaer's hand tightening around his neck and his nails making an obvious impression on his skin, had him clawing at the other's hand out of pure human survival instinct but on the contrary his eyes rolled back into his head as he was filled by his master's essence. He almost came from the blast of cum in his ass but wasn't given the chance because as soon as Vidaer came said man was already shoving some foreign object into him. He didn't know what it was but seeing as how it functioned by keeping all of his master's semen in, he was going to guess that it was a plug of some sort.

 

The literal feeling of cum swishing around inside him felt absolutely disgusting. So much that he didn't wish to go into full detail on the images of similarity to something else it invoked. Although the feeling was horrid, the thought that it was his master's cum moving around inside him left him with a full on vertigo. He nodded at the established order, praying that he would remember what was said later.

 

As soon as his master's hand touched his neglected erection, he was coming like the whore that he was and before he knew it he was arching his back almost painfully and tightening around the plug-like device inside of him. Just the sheer force of the orgasm had him mumbling things to him self in a soft half-crazed manner. His eyes became dull as if he wasn't present in his body because surely he was in sweet Nirvana . Even after the shock of it wore off his body was still shaking like a leaf. In that moment he looked so fragile that it was truly a testimony to what lust could do to the mind and body.

 

Slipping from the other's lap in a slither of running water or perhaps something thicker than that, he found himself on his knees and sucking on Vidaer's cock like a babe. He moaned from the taste of cum from his last orgasm and started working even harder to suck all his essence out. Working on autopilot due to the mind-boggling climax, he sucked and licked at the hard muscle with the expertise of a well-experienced prostitute.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer has one hand buried in his pet's hair as the other eagerly and almost desperately sucks on his cock for more of his cum. He lounges back and lets Chezra do all the work this time since he's so eager and willing, all the while enjoying the changes he's seen in his newest pet. The bliss and ecstasy he felt at being filled with cum, the disgust of it being stuck in him change to pleasure, before finally coming himself and then dropping down to suck on his master's cock like an infant seeking milk from the breast.

 

"Such a greedy and hungry little whore aren't you? You seem starved as if you can't get enough of my cock no matter how many times I give it to you. Do you think you'd go into withdrawals if I took it away from you?" He taunts while asking in a mildly curious tone while giving sharp tugs to Chezra's hair to give small jolts of pain. As the other sucks on his cock, it goes from being half-hard to fully fairly quickly and even seems to be eager to shove its way deep into the warm tight throat. "Keep going pet, keep sucking like the expert whore you are and as if you haven't had a drop to drink in days."

[firebird]

He looked up at the other with the bold and stubborn eyes of a sane Chezra Whyte. He would do his best to make his master cum but he would not answer his questions for the obvious moan that was released around his cock was more than enough to show the other that yes, the current him would go mad without his master's hard shaft in some part of of him at least daily.

 

He held the throbbing muscle in his hand by the base before he forcefully and painfully shoved the entire thing down his throat. He had only done it one time before so he wasn't used to having something so big inside something so small. But he kept going without complaint because it would fit effortlessly one day and his twitching hole was proof enough.

 

Pulling back for only a short moment to allow himself to breathe, he pumped the still hard and slick monster in his hand. He felt his body getting hotter the more he sucked and he was almost surprised when he reached his hands to his nipples to feel that they were hard as well as his cock. He sighed in frustration as his hole instinctively tried to pull the plug deeper inside of him to touch where he wanted it most. He was hot and hard and bothered, so really--the delicious taste of his master's precum sliding down his throat was not helping. But he wouldn't dare to touch himself, he had no idea if it was allowed. Even that subtle touch to his nipples had him worrying if he would be punished for it.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer grins seeing the sane eyes of Chezra staring stubbornly up at him even while he moaned around him. When he sees his pet touch his nipples, seeming surprised but also worried about a punishment for doing so, he can't help but to chuckle. His pet was not only pleasing to look at but also surprisingly cute as well. Petting the male sucking him off, he leans back with a smirk. "It's alright pet. Since you're doing so well today you may touch yourself and make yourself come." He purrs.

 

As he gets closer to his third release his hand tightens its grip on the other's hair and starts to shallowly thrust into the warm mouth. Watching his pet start to touch and stroke himself helps him reach his peak a little faster. This time, when he comes into Chezra's mouth, he doesn't hold him down so he releases right into the tight throat. Instead he lets his hot cum fill the his pet's mouth as he lets out a low moan.

[firebird]

The momentarily tamed blonde followed his master's instructions with much vigor. He pumped the aching rod between his legs at an almost inhuman speed, far to eager to reach completion. His mouth was kept open and welcome to Viader's cock thrusting inside. He continued moaning as he was spurred on by the pumping of his shaft and feel of the one in his mouth. Suddenly his warm cavern was being invaded by thick healthy white spurts of cum. He instinctively swallowed, moaned at the taste and came-- all in one breath. Spent and sated beyond belief, soft blue eyes became droopy as he lied on his master's thigh. "...mas...ter~", he mumbled before he was swept away by much needed sleep.

 

 

~

He woke what felt like hours later, feeling like he had had a bit too much to drink. Woozy and tired, were the only things he felt. Sure he slept through the duration of the night, but his body still felt a bit worn out from the previous night's activities. Speaking of which....he had no memory of it. It all looked blurry, as if he wasn't even in his body. He furrowed his brows and made to get off the bed only to collapse once more on his back in a painfully groaning mess. "Fuck!..." He rolled over and rubbed his hand soothingly over his aching bum. His hips, back and ass felt as if he had bruised them....on a freakin' train track! His hand kept rubbing but paused momentarily as his his fingers brushed the outer edges of something hard between his cheeks. Now that he thought about it, his hole felt...occupied and some form of liquid seemed to be swishing around inside of him.

 

Oh no... His mind started producing memories from the previous night in deep detail. Every word he said, everything he did...everything he had done to him. The things the came from his mouth sounded like a recording and the thing that went into his mouth was impossible. His cheeks burned a hue of red so bright that it was nameless. He recalled every word of him begging and pleading to be taken by that fiend. His heart swelled in his chest with some much anger -mostly at himself- that he felt that it would burst out. Deep breaths, Chezra. Deeep breaaaths... looking across the room, he came face to face with the mirror that bore witness to him acting like a sex-starved slut. That's when he lost it.

 

"Vidaer!!!!"

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer is currently in the throne room, listening to the people's concerns and complaints. None of which are about him having taken over the kingdom however. None are so foolish as to voice that particular concern. After the latest one is dealt with he glances at the messenger telling him his pet has finally woken up. Smirking rests his cheek in his palm. "Bring him here to me. In the normal pet attire and a cushion for him to sit on right there." He points near his feet slightly to the left. Nodding the messenger bows and leaves to see to it.

 

Shortly there after another person enters Chezra's room who is clearly not from the region as his hair is almost a golden color with red tinting with stripes of dark brown in it. "Lord Vidaer has said you are to join him in the throne room wearing this." He holds out a pile of folded clothes and sets them on the bed. "I shall wait for you to dress and then take you there." The man states in a short efficient tone before standing next to the door giving the other a small illusion of privacy to get dressed.

 

The clothes are nearly sheer and consist of loose flowing pants and a top that only vaguely resembles one from how little it hides. This manner of clothing is more suited to an Arab prince's harem than what any regular person would wear. The only bit of solace for Chezra is the small silk piece of clothe that acts as underwear.

[firebird]

A blonde head looked up at the unannounced new-comer in his room. He stopped in the middle of his ramblings and useless threats to castrate Vidaer. He listened carefully to the brief instructions given knowing without it being said that they were from his master. He remained silent until the other was finished speaking but in the back of his mind he was really planning how to get back at the red head for making a slut out of him. He smirked to himself thinking of how interesting it would be. After all, he no longer had that little nuisance called pride to hold him back. He was still Chezra Whyte: prideless but untamed.

 

As soon as the other's back was turned, he picked up the clothes off of the bed and grimaced as they were held up to his face. He scowled and mentally took the 'e' off clothes because that was precisely what they were...cloths. A puff of air was forced out of his lungs in an attempt to calm himself in order to spite the fucker by not being offended by his choice of -cloth. Besides, if he wasn't angered by it then Vidaer wouldn't have the amusement of seeing him flustered over something so frivolous. He smirked...This peacock's feathers will not be ruffled so easily. With that in mind he began dressing. There was no need for undressing seeing as he was only wearing a towel from his bath just moments before in his private bathroom.

 

After somehow maneuvering the threads -they no longer had the priviledge of being called cloths when he put them on- onto his body, he cleared his throat to alert the king's crony that he was ready. When said man showed signs of acknowledgement, he was led out of his room and into what used to be his father's throne room. Seeing Vidaer sitting so comfortably on what wasn't his, he bristled slightly...like a pissed off kitten. He walked up to him and smiled sarcastically, narrowing his eyes for good measure. "Good morning...Your Highness" he bowed in mock respect, sparing a glance at the plush pillow by the king's feet. He glared at it momentarily before he returned his attention to his master.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer looks Chezra over a few times slowly before giving an approving nod, smirking faintly. "I knew the look would suit you. Now, join me as I continue to hear the problems of the people." He says motioning to the pillow at his feet, his smirk growing having seen the glare aimed at the object. As his pet gets settled he leans on a hand and smiles amused at the other.

 

"Next time, instead of bowing I want you to crawl to me and as me if there's anything I want you to do. Understood?" He commands waiting for how his pet will react to this latest command and indignity. His pet hasn't failed to amuse him yet and it's doubtful this little exercise will be any different. Especially once he tells his pet to service him while receiving an audience and the ex-prince's people see him serving their new king.

[firebird]

Muttering something about tasteless men regarding Vidaer's compliment, he turned his glare to the smug bastard. "You can't be serious...i'm supposed to sit on--that?. His question was just a waste of his breath. Judging form the look on his master's face, he was quite serious. So taking a deep breath, he pressed his knees into the pillow and sat back on his heels, back straight and arms in his lap. That was as graceful as sitting on a pillow got.

 

The bow he offered before was in the nature of mocking the fascist king but as it appeared it had been corrected as a flaw and the alternate or rather, right way to greet the king, had the underlying tone of the prince embarrassing himself in one way or another.

"Hmph.." he kept his head forward, "As you wish, your highness" again mocking his authority.

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer fights back a smirk at his pet's rebelling but merely treats him as a human would any pet. He settles his hand on Chezra's head and pets him while tugging him slightly so he's leaning against Vidaer's thigh. Continuing to pet the other male he motions for the next person to be let in. Leaning back he listens to the person's complaints and problems while continuing to play with Chezra's hair. In a nut shell the man was complaining about the amount of children stealing from his stalls, making this the fourth such complaint. "It sounds to me like you don't take care of your own. Perhaps if you set aside your day old or stale goods, including foods that are close to spoiling and as such not fit for sale anymore, then you could easily feed all these children thieves and perhaps give them small errands to do to earn the food or better clothing."

 

His hand not occupied with Chezra's hair starts to have a finger tapping. "Also, you could set your homeless to work on restoring old or abandoned buildings to turn into homes so they get off your streets since you find the sight of them so unpleasant. The treasury only has so much money after taking care of necessary expenses but I'm sure we can find a way to work with the rest of you to find a way to set aside the funds for such projects. Be sure to tell the others that I expect everyone to show up at the announcement when it is given." The man nods and bows repeatedly before quickly leaving.

 

Snorting Vidaer leans back, a look of mild derision and amazement on his face. "It's amazing how poorly your kind treats its own. Now then, since I've been making this kingdom much better and have been working hard I think it's time for a reward. Come now pet, hurry and see to your master." He growls out with a smirk tugging Chezra's hair in short sharp pulls before guiding him to move between Vidaer's legs.

[firebird]

At first, the former prince fought against his master's intention for him to lean on his thigh and allow himself to be petted. But after listening to how he dealt with the current situation, he gradually relaxed; somewhat comforted that he was a good king. His suggestions would fix the problem entirely, accomplishing what his father had tried to do time and time again but failed because his heart was too soft when it came to his people. He always tried to make everyone happy and for everyone to like him. And that was his ultimate failure as king.

 

Vidaer, however, was a totally different sort of king. He was quite stern in that moment but not brutal as he expected him to be. 'Cause come on, who would think that the man who invaded your country, killed your father and made you his sex slave would be offering advice, solutions and fairness (to better the country) to the ignorant masses instead of a slow and painful death? Certainly not Chezra. That alone left him stunned with underlying pleasure from his master's civilized way of dealing with the matter.

 

"Yea. I'm aware of how selfi-"

He stopped himself short as Vidaer finished his sentence. I'm supposed to WHAT, NOW?

If he could, he would have growled. After praising his master for being a good king, the bastard spoils it by ordering him to do....THAT! At the constant tugging of his hair, he was more than ready to scratch and claw at the red head. He was almost convinced that the nympho of a master had some kind of hair fetish. Manhandled to his current position between Vidaer's legs, he jerked his head away, rather painfully, keeping his eyes trained on the ground as was his glare.

"No...I-i might do it inside somewhere private but here?...no. I'm not gonna."

[StainedCrimson]

Vidaer gives a feral grin. "No? Come now, a pet or slave cannot tell its master 'no'. And you'd best hurry or else the next person who comes in will get a show as I discipline you before just taking you." He rumbles out while stroking Chezra's cheek with his thumb in a mockingly affectionate gesture.

 

With another nudge he forces Chezra's head up and closer. It really is too much fun to mess with his little pet. "The next one will be in within a few minutes pet, you'd better get started if you expect to get me to come before they see you." He rolls out barely holding back his laugh as he looks down at his furious pet.

[firebird]

Grudgingly, he began to tug at Vidaer's pants,trying to get it to open faster. Since his master had made it so clear where he stood in the situation and how to get out of it, then he would make do with what he had and make sure that the red head came long before another's arrival.

 

Reluctantly, he lowered his head to the now free and rather imposing erection and took an even more unwilling lick. He wanted to grimace at having to do such a task once more but in his subconscious he wasn't surprised at it in the least. That is after all, expected to be the job of a sex slave. Forcing his mind -more so than his body- to comply with what needed to be done, he took another lick before swallowing the tip, sucking on it none too gently.

 

It didn't taste bad. It didn't have a taste really. But if someone was to ask him how cock tasted, he would be sure to tell them that it had no taste but more so a certain 'feel' to it. It felt firm of course; slowly pulsing in his mouth as it was filled with more blood in his attempt to take it to full hardness and back in only a short space of time. Also, it was smooth and felt soft and hard all at once. Overall he didn't think that he would have had a problem performing fellatio were it under different conditions. But as the cruel bitch called fate would have it, his first time and the rest that were sure to follow was under these circumstances.

 

Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply and allowed the sizable shaft to slide down his throat with each breath. And to his surprise it felt much more comfortable than it had the first time. Not that it was pleasant in the least but it was still worth rejoicing the fact that he didn't feel as if he was suffocating while having his master's dick so far down his throat. Then he began experimenting.

 

Pulling back slightly so that his mouth was closed tightly around the middle, he slid his tongue underneath and began swirling and twirling it around the enlarged appendage in the most sinful ways. Retracting his head even more, he slid his tongue up until it met with the tip, where he licked the head almost affectionately before prodding at the slit. Removing his mouth completely, he licked the head, sides and base right down to the heavy balls resting beneath. And in one sudden movement he was engulfing the entire cock into his mouth again, much faster than before, being the quick learner he was. He pulled back slightly and began pumping the base while sucking determinedly and looking up -directly into Vidaer's eyes, searching for a reaction that would suggest that he was near his end. He was absolutely unaware of how slutty the sight he presented was.

[StainedCrimson]

Leaning back with a smirk, he pets Chezra and lightly keeps his hand pressed against the other's head to make sure he doesn't go too far away. "There's a good pet. You know, the feel of you sucking my cock is only part of the reason I have you do it. It's much more for the sight of you doing it, looking like such an eager slut given their favorite treat." He murrs in a low approving tone.

 

Unknowingly to Chezra the next appointment came in sooner than planned, well, only slightly since Vidaer had wanted to get the hearings over with as soon as possible. So despite the other's attempts to get Vidaer to release as quickly as possible, and him even showing signs of really enjoying it, he wasn't good enough to get the new king off that soon.

 

As such the person saw the former prince on his knees and between the legs of the new king clearly only doing one thing. Seeing the human standing in shock at the entryway, Vidaer smirks while looking down at his pet. "Soon we'll have you so used to sucking my cock that I'll be able to fuck your mouth like your ass and have you enjoy it just as much. Well, maybe not as much since you love me slamming into you and filling you with my flesh and cum, but it'll be a close second." He growls out and in his periphery vision sees the human quickly leave.

 

Chuckling to himself silently he decides to let his pet off easy for the moment, well, slightly anyway since the next person will be in soon. Not that him releasing into Chezra's mouth as he pulls back up filling his mouth with cum to where some drips out and then pulling the other back a bit so some lands on his face. "Mmm, good boy. You're getting better, but still need a bit of work before you can make me come quickly."

[firebird]

He continued sucking with a vengeance. All that effort and the bastard still didn't come in time to save him the embarrassment! From the dirty words to the hard appendage in his mouth, he almost had an orgasm when his master released inside his mouth and all over his face. A surprised gasp left him as he pulled away and swallowed. It wasn't that an the orgasm frightened him, it was more the fact that he didn't know he was hard to begin with. And that was frightening enough to have him scrambling away from the red head. How disgraceful of him to be aroused by such degradation and then be embarrassed about it.

 

He made to use his shirt to wipe away the cum from his face but one glance at his attire reminded him that he was dressed in threads than actually clothing. So he used is arms to wipe away what he could until he had the chance to go scrub at his skin and cleanse himself of all bodily fluids. Licking his lips, he tasted Vidaer's essence on them ignored the fact that he wasn't repulsed by it after all. Folding his arms, he turned away from the perverse man beside him and fixed his gaze on the far wall as if it was he most interesting thing ever.

 

"I fail to understand the need for my presence here other than to humiliate me further. If you have nothing else for me to do then send me back to my room"

[StainedCrimson]

"Now, now... No use in pretending that you didn't enjoy it. This clearly shows that all your protests are just hot air." He grins while his foot presses and lightly rubs against Chezra's arousal. Chuckling to himself he keeps his foot on the slightly hard flesh while staring down at his pet.

 

"And you are here to make me happy and keep me from getting too stressed and just killing the idiotic mundanes that think the only way to stop theft is to cut off fingers or hands and then feed the rats the unsold foods instead of the ones who are hungry." He murrs out in a falsely calm tone while his foot presses a little harder against Chezra. "So if I have to suffer their idiocy you can suffer some humiliation pet so that their lives can be spared."

[firebird]

There was no stopping the sharp gasp that escaped his moist, red lips. Followed by the humiliation induced blush that took up his face and stretched back all the way to his ears. "I-I...was-wasn't aroused by that! He tried desperately to escape from Vidaer's reach and save himself further embarrassment but that plan was foiled as his master applied more pressure to his throbbing arousal.

 

It was a light moan that spilled from his lips this time. He hurriedly slapped his hands over his mouth to stop the wanton sounds wanting to leave his mouth. "Y-You shameless creature! Ho-How could you so freely do such things in the presence of others...a-and..your subjects no less!?"

[StainedCrimson]

Leaning back Vidaer just raises an eyebrow wit ha small amused smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Shameless or just honest about my desires and what I want? It might also be that I'm trying to get you to face and accept your own secret desires. The ones you're scared to admit even to yourself." Chuckling his foot continues to tease and play with Chezra's arousal. "And I would say that it wants out very much if what I've seen has been any indication."

 

He then waves a hand to the currently empty room. "As for subjects, what subjects? Currently we're the only ones in here." Well, minus the few servants that of course can see the whole show from the shadows as they do their jobs. It only goes without saying that soon the whole kingdom will know just what kind of pet the former prince is for the new king.

[firebird]

He gasped at the firm touch to his arousal but that didn't stop the teasing, albeit breathy chuckle from escaping him. You liar" If he king wanted to make him believe that whatever he tells him is what the former prince wants then he would have to work harder than that. It was a game and it was a pity really that Chezra did not tolerate losing. If that were not the case then it might have actually been an entertaining game...for Vidaer that is. "You say that you only admit your desires and help me to admit mine but you're only doing this for your own sick pleasure, you like to see me humiliated and by your feet. There's nothing desirable in that for me. And as for me not 'admitting' me desires, you're wrong.

 

If it had been under different circumstances, I would have been ready to receive a man's cock a-ny-whe-re in me." he smirked. "But you chose to force me when for a lover I would have been the perfect little slut. Moaning and begging day and night but as it stands you are no lover and as such I will never obey you Vidaer" He glared at the king half-heartedly. "My body may be yours..master but the rest of me...will never be and it is only by your law that I am yours. I made a mistake that betrayed the needs of my body but that's it...just my body submits to you so have fun tasting the spoils of a war only half won"

 

He turned his head away fro the king and stared off into the distance. "Pity...seeing how...well-endowed... you are though, I might have actually enjoyed you inside of me" He lowered his voice to a seductive tone. "My, I would have been writhing in your grasp willingly and moaning your name uncontrollably, not to mention how i'd beg to be filled by you" He made to get up, tired of being in the red head's presence. "But that won't happen. Now if you would excuse me...your highness"