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Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

!-- m --a classpostlink href ... eTwins.jpga!-- m -- The man 's name was Damien, a very young but successful business man that just moved to this town a few years back. Standing 63, he had black hair and piercing blue eyes. Growing up with more than enough money than he knew what to do with, Damien received the top education in the country. He finished grade school years before his peers and a 4-year college degree in less than two years flat. At the very tender age of 25, the man now ran his own company. He was practically untouchable, which is why he lived the life style he did. The house he lived in was right out side of town, three story Victorian styles with a very large 3 acre yard. He shared the house with three servants and two pets. The first pet added to his home was his loyal Trenton, he brought the older male along with him from his previous house in London, how he acquired the young man was by chance one night. The second addition was his toy, Chadrickto which he acquired through a one-night-stand on a business trip to Germany. The man was hardly a saint he did not take the boys in to save them from the horrible lives they were put into. Perhaps it was partly the reason, but main it was for his own selfish desires. They were very beautiful boy he was a handsome and VERY bored young man with far too much time, money and arrogance. The door to the study began to open, no footsteps were made to announce his arrival it was purely a surprise. The master of the house stepped in, a warm smile spreading across his face when he saw that Trenton was already there. He could always count on Trentonhe required a lot for him loyalist slave. It is good to see you up, little one, he said softly closing the door. There was a box in his hand, but he set it aside for later. Are you feeling alright? I do hope Trenton has been making you comfortable, he said glancing a look to the older boy before he came to sit next to the younger.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Henri felt his like heart constricted when he got his first glimpse of the master of the house. If it were possible his eyes widened even more. And he felt a searing heat that he knew would be a bright blush creeping its way up the back of his neck, and over his once damp face. He had wiped the tears when Trenton had stepped in, though, so there weren't any signs he'd been crying to begin with. He quickly opened his mouth, as if to say something, but nothing came out and he found himself closing it again. This dark haired man was both imposing and impressive and for a moment the blond haired boy felt very small. Trenton inclined his head in a respectful nod, his amber eyes traveling from Henri to his Master. His lips twitched in a smile and this might have been a true one. The presence of Master Damien had always set him at ease, though the opposite rang true for Chadrick, his brother-in-service. If he remembered right, that blond haired idiot was doing time in the basement right now. He could imagine pale arms bound by lengths of light chains and that loud mouth silenced by way of ball gag. He, personally, was glad believe these steps had been taken--sometime during the last few days, Chadrick had started to get outrageous with his disrespectful behavior. If the Master hadn't dealt with him, Trenton gladly would have taken the happy task of doing it himself. At the mention of whether or not he'd taken care of him, Trenton remained silent. More often than not he didn't speak out of turn...unless he sensed his Master was in one of those moods where he wanted him to speak freely. He looks so friendly, Henri thought excitedly. He even calls me 'little one', like Uncle did. I'm fine. T- Trenton has been taking care of me very well. he said softly. He's been kind and- this is a nice house. He saved you, and you're complimenting him on his house? a snide voice in the back of little Henri's mind sneered. He winced, his blue eyes going downcast. Until an idea occurred to him. Mister...I want to thank you. But my...ways of thanking aren't...normal. I'm not normal. the last bit was said in barely a whisper. Henri was well aware of his desire to please other men in that way, but he was also ashamed of it, remembering the times those he tried to 'thank' had taken it very badly, shoving him away, calling him painful names. Was it appropriate, now? He didn't know.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

For the sake of typing I will probably shorten names a lot...however when speaking they'll never be shortened. I know some people get anal about others shortening character names. I do, too, sometimes. lol Damien's eyes lingered on Tren while he waited for the younger boy to answer him. For a moment he expression was blank, waiting to take on either a look of approval or disappointment. Henri's voice reassured that Trenton did very well and Damien was pleased, its showing in both his eyes and the light turn of a smile. If anyone could get the master's respect it was Trenton. Trenton was often given the most freedoms, liberties and rewards...along with an enormous amount of responsibilities. In the bedroom, Trenton was the pet Damien went to when he was looking for some very loving type of sex...when he was inclined to please the other as well as himself. Sex for them was usually pretty mild save for when they all played together. As far as the one downstairs serving time for his very naughty behavior...Chad was Damien's toy. He was both infuriated and turned on by the boy's arrogance and foul mouth. It would depend on Damien's mood really, when Chad went off on one of his little rant or whatnot. If he was in a good mood Damien would probably fuck him right there...if he was annoyed he would punish him...fuck him...then punish him again. If Damien was in a bad mood and wanted sex right away, wanted to be rough without any sort of play or fun he would seek out Chad...caring little about hurting him. The boy usually deserved it anyways. Now came the newest addition...his teddy bear. Little Henri! He was so adorable...it was a very uncomfortable ride home with him. So much so that he visited his bound little toy downstairs before coming up to meet him personally. When the boy started to talk Damien held out his hand and brush a thumb over those pink cheeks. Master, he corrected the youth so causally when he started with 'mister,' as if he had been correcting him for days now and the boy was still making the mistake. But because he was new and this was new for him Damien's patience was still very strong. There is no reason to thank you. You have a home here, Little one. I ask very little outside of obedience. Trenton will take good care of you while I'm not available. He'll explain our rules, he said glancing up at the older pet. Damien already knew about Henri...he'd heard about him in the taverns on the streets of France, that way he was so worked up bringing him home. What a prized lost puppy he found...already fully trained! Now...before you are shown to your room for some much needed sleep, what is your name? he asked softly as his hand stroked the boy's head.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Trenton again nodded, his intense gaze shifting back and forth - from Henri to Master Damian - before they rested on the latter, and remained. His stare was enough to make anyone feel inadequate...weak...but not Master Damien, who seemed immune. At first he had wondered about that -- but now he knew. The reason Master Damien was impervious to his stare was that Master Damien didn't suffer the insecurities that plagued most normal people. Or if he did, he hid them well. He was a strong man. Stronger than Trenton. And that was why he respected him so fully, so unquestioningly. Now he would do as instructed, briefing Henri on what life was like on the Master's estate, teaching him how to obey if he didn't all ready know. He wouldn't raise a hand to hurt him if he disobeyed...no, that was the Master's right, not his...but outside the world of physical contact, he planned to teach the young boy everything he knew. Home? Henri couldn't believe his ears. Had that man said...'home'? His astonishment showed perfectly in his eyes which were as wide as ever. No...I don't think you understand, mis...mas...master. The word was foreign on his tongue, but he managed to get it out anyway, feeling confused but at the same time knowing there was no title more proper to use for the man sitting beside him. I'm Henri, but...I have to thank you. I can't just... And his eyes were burning, again. He blinked, surprised to find that tears were trying to fall. A voice in his head said, what do you think you're doing? Boys don't cry... but he shoved it back. Ignored it for now while his eyes seemed to brighten with the unshed tears. The hand on his head was enough to drive him crazy. It felt so warm, so inviting, and he wanted to reach out, grasp it...but instead he lowered his head in humiliation. Can I please touch you master...can I please thank you?
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien would leave Henri in Trenton's care for the rest of the evening and morning. After all, he had more pressing matters to attend to if he wanted ALL of his boys at the breakfast table that next day. The boy's insistence was cute, if it had been any other day other than his first he would have been lightly scolded for the talk back. But not tonight. Not the first night. The master leaned over and gently pressed his lips to the boy's, so tender and sweet they were. Hush now, he said, his voice was soft but it was obvious there was no room for argument. That was not request given, but a clear order. You have a fever...I will not tolerate any excuses. You will sleep in Trenton's room tonight, so that if you need anything he will be right their for you, he said against stroking his damp hair. The boy was far too warm to be normal...how bad he wished to feel those lips around him he dare not play with one of his boys when their bodies were suffering like this. He may play rough sometimes ask Chad but he also took very good care of his pets. The servants were already preparing medicine for the boy, it would be waiting for him along with a fresh change of night clothing when he and Tren returned to his room. Damien was moving to stand now. He looked down at the boy and smiled again. If you have questions you may ask Trenton...or you may ask me in the morning. The master then gave a pointed look to his older slave...giving them permission to leave.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Henri's need heightened when he felt the softness of his savior's lips against his. Through the kiss, his eyes remained open, wide, staring, caught in an expression that could be mistaken for fear of the contact, though for one who knew better it was in reality the lack of contact that was scaring him. O...okay, master. I'll see you tomorrow...I hope...and I'll- I'll take my medicine. I'll get real strong again and I'll thank you right! his voice was feverishly adamant, and it was near painful for him not to try hugging the man tightly. Luckily he was saved by Trenton helping him to his feet. Silently, the older slave led their newest addition down the hall, having been dismissed by their Master. And a short while later they were in Trenton's room. It was fairly sized, with a comfortable bed, and a bathroom attached. Henri tried changing into the pajamas given in plain sight, but unhappily retired to the bathroom when he received a brief scolding from the other male. Trenton had Henri take his medicine, and then, laying side by side, they went to sleep. ...Later that night, however, Trenton was woken by a somewhat familiar sensation -- a sensation he was gifted with on the times he had done well. It was a searingly hot warmth enveloping his cock. The kind of warmth that could only in this house be provided by a wet mouth. Without even questioning it, the older male moaned loudly, appreciative in his half-conscious state. He stretched his arms out, gripping the soft sheets tightly between his fingers. Oh, Master, he groaned out. Guiltily, little Henri lifted his head. I'm not master. he whispered. Such a tiny voice, but it was like a gunshot. Trent sat bolt upright, his amber eyes widening in shock. W-w-what are you -- !? He was speechless with anger. No! Please. Let me. I'll show you. It's really good. Henri insisted, and he grabbed the man by the hips, lowering his blond haired head again. His lips came into contact with the glistening tip of the hardened cock and he quicky licked away its pre, which was trying to escape, already trailing the shaft in pearl like rivulets. He then took him in his small mouth again. In one smooth dip, that fair sized member slid into his mouth and settled partially into his throat. Trenton didn't understand the boy's behavior -- and he didn't want that attention from him, but it felt so damn good. He was weak with sleep and pure pleasure. St-stop! Unable to summon the energy to shove the hormonal teen away, he merely bore it, burying his fingers roughly into that soft blond hair. Moaning again and again, he hated himself. What would their Master say? Oh, fuck...he couldn't take it anymore. A stream of hot cum jetted from his tip and poured down Henri's eager throat...
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

That evening Damien returned to the basement of his large home to deal with his unruly pet. There wasn't anything very fun to speak of...the whole punishment routine was very normal between the two. The boy really hadn't done anything to deserve anything too creative...so after the master finely bent him enough for a forced apology the boy was released from his prison to return to his bed. However, for the next three days he was on probation. To help remind him, Damien sentenced him with a few gifts before he left. Visibly pair of leather cuffs with only a few inches off length between. No so visibly was perfect replica-toy of his master's penis up his ass reminding him just who owned it and three tight gold rings around his cock. Just below the head, one in the middle and one around the base. They were all locked into place...all to be kept into place unless an exception was made by the master...but permission would have to be asked...all keeping him quite uncomfortable. Damien never kept his 'normal' punishment very long. He liked all his boys at the breakfast table the next morning. Something rather hard some mornings, depending who he kept up and for how long he kept them up. Poor Chad was lucky to only get three hours of sleep. When morning did arrive he sat paiently at the head of the table with a news paper unfolded before him. He knew their foot steps so he never had to look away from his paper to greet them. A kiss and 'good morning' was required from each boy before he sat down.
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Chadrick was the first to make an appearance in the dining room -- his shuffling footsteps a telltale sign to the Master that he had arrived. He looked absolutely worn. His blond hair was a tangled mess, as he hadn't brushed it though he had given it a valiant attempt, first by trying to slip his leather cuffs, then by simply ignoring them altogether but it had been a no-go. And so standing there with his face even paler than normal he carried the appearance of a party boy who'd spent too long partying. Except, of course, this party boy wasn't happy. As per usual, he stumbled to the head of the table, and pressed a rough, angry kiss to his Master's lips, fighting back the urge to bite them while he was at it. He didn't want to be returned to the basement so soon. Morning, sir. he grunted, before turning, and sitting. Oh! What a mistake! The wood of the chair seemed to jam the dildo further up his already sore anus, causing his eyes to widen and his face to flush scarlet. Scheie ! Chadrick hissed, and then, lowering his head to hide his expression of twisted disdain, he fell silent. Little Henri was the next to appear. He walked into the dining room on his own -- having located it after a long time of wandering the mansion, lost. The older male remained in bed. Still angry apparently. Which left Henri feeling horribly guitly, and it showed in his eyes. Hello... he whispered to the master as he moved to draw back a seat. His eyes darted across Chadrick, and he said, Hi. to him, as well, but he didn't say anything beyond that -- wary of the outrage that seemed to be coming off the older male in waves. Finally, not knowing the rules of the house, he settled simply into the chair. Scheie! 'shit!'
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien grinned as he heard his first pet...his toy...coming through the entrance way. Automatically he lay the paper down slightly, giving the teen just enough room to lean in and offer up his morning kiss. He wasn't expecting Chadrick to bit him this morning. Some other mornings it was a toss up depending on his mood and each time he did it thrilled the master to no end. But Chad was usually more cautious after a punishment he usually got the worst sorts. How he would have loved to turn the boy over his knee right then and there for biting him though! Good morning, my pet. You don't look very good. I shall ask Rayno to bring you some aspirin, he replied. His voice soft and loving, never loosing that smooth coolness though. No matter how angry the boys made Damien, he loved them still. Chadrick took his punishment, he was now forgiven. Of course, that little curse of the teens did not go unheard and Damien quickly flashed a disapproving look to him. Careful, pet...your skating on enough thin ice as is... he said smoothly. Damien did not tolerate foul language or any sexual activity at the eating table well usually...there might be a few exceptions. Next to come through the door was little Henri. He frowned a little seeing the lost boy was alone. Trenton should have been with him. Good morning, Henri. I don't think you have met Chadrick yet? he said with a very pleasant smile. Henri was not officially apart of their family yet, so he was excused only this once. When he made him a member he would then explain his rules a little more. But again, a tinge of rare disappointment on Trenton...did he not bestow this responsibility of little rules on him to teach his new younger brother? How are you feeling, little one? Come here, he beckoned him forward holding out his hand. Do you still have your fever, he wanted to feel.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Chadrick's coal grey eyes fixed up the Master's face. And they narrowed. The defiance had far from faded in them, and it was plain to see the seventeen year old was wishing the man at the head of the table nothing but a painful death. He wasn't ready to apologize for his wrongdoings yet -- which had been a vehement protest to his Master's more intimate intentions, last time -- and so, he would continue to suffer with the toy up his ass, and the restraints on his wrists...but he did concede, if only a little bit. Thank you for telling me, sir...but I know well that it's very thin ice. he whispered disdainfully. Oh, and that ice was sure to be broken, more than likely before lunch time had rolled around. Henri was rather perplexed. The animosity coming from the blond with the German accent was almost scary. Why should he be so angry? When Damien, his rescuer, seemed so very kind. Blinking blue eyes he quickly turned them to the man in question. No, I haven't. Hi Chadrick...I'm Henri. To which he received a grunt. Somehow that wasn't surprising....even if it did sting just a little. He quickly paid attention to what the master next said. I'm well. he said, honestly. The medicine -- as well as his late night foray with the handsome Trenton -- had worked wonders on his system. I feel a lot better than I did last night. Honest--I'm not even dizzy any more. He rose to his feet, his worn sneakers scuffing slightly against the wood floors as he followed the instruction, seeing no reason to disobey it. It was a reasonable request -- master Damien was concerned for him, and it felt good to be worried about. Smiling slightly he reached the man's side and stood there, tilting his head slightly. I can't tell, but I think my fever's gone. ...Or, um, at least I'm not cold anymore. That was when Trenton came in. Normally cool and collected he was just the opposite today. His hair wasn't a mess, as he'd taken care to groom himself before entering his Master's presence. So the disruption was in his eyes. There was turmoil there -- guilt that almost mirrored Henri's -- along with an underlying anger. He felt he should say something, but nothing came out. And in the end he settled for walking over to where his Master sat, which also happened to put him in place slightly behind Henri. Chadrick, though thoroughly distracted with his current predicament, looked up to see Trenton walk in. He knew him well enough and so he smirked -- noticing immediately that Mr. Perfect was looking somehow disheveled, compared to his usual state. Have a good sleep? he asked, in a rather loud, obnoxiously cheerful voice. His words were answered by a sharp, almost animal glare...which caused him in turn to grin broadly. Hmm...this is interesting.
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Damien said nothing more to Chadrik for the time being. He would gain his attention again, soon enough. No reason in rushing it when it didn't have to be. For now he was more intent on Henri who was now standing beside his chair. The man turned and rested the back of his hand against the boy's forehead. Several moments passed with no words or expressions on his face, then suddenly he smiled. Obviously he concluded that Henri was indeed without a fever any more. Well, I am glad to see that you are feeling, and certainly looking much better, he said at last...only his eyes were not on him. No, the second pair of familiar steps announced Trenton's arrival. Silently Damien watched him walk across the room to his chair. Nothing in Trenton's appearance and attitude when unnoticed by his master. He was not the least bit pleased by what he saw...even more so displeased considering he was already upset with him about leaving poor Henri alone. Trenton, so nice of you to finely join us, his voice even but slightly cold. It was the guilt that had him speaking so cold. Damien forced his attention back to Henri, obviously something happened because he was getting some of Tren's glare. It was something he'd get out soon enough, but not until after breakfast. Let them wither away in their guilt for a while longer. Henri-love...every morning you will be expected to join me and your brothers for breakfast, he had gently guided the other to stand back a little so that Trenton could come closer to him. I also expect a greeting and kiss from my loving pets...after all I have missed you while you slept, he said...again his accusing eyes meeting Trens.