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

The hand on his forehead was so warm and it just seemed to transfer that warmth into him. In fact, he was feeling warm all over...which was...not an alien feeling for the young french boy, but it was an upsetting one. Thank you sir. Henri said brightly despite his impending desire. I'd like to thank you sometime today if it...um...is okay...I mean I... Guilt washed over his face, and he averted his gaze. Last night, what he had done, was it really a bad thing? Trenton seemed so angry with him. Now he was worried. What if they thought he was weird, like the other man? What if he was kicked from the house? He would be straight back to the park, that was what. And while he knew he could handle it provided the temperature didn't drop like last night that wasn't the most happy of ideas... Yes. Master. Trenton's face flushed red as he met his Master's stare and images of last night flashed through his mind. He looked down at Henri's light blond hair. Such an innocent looking boy. And yet last night... last night... don't think about it . Oh, but he was. And if he didn't soon sit he would be sporting quite the obvious erection. Shame in his eyes he fought to think of uninviting thoughts -- some of the more rough punishments he had received, back before he'd learned better...but even those didn't calm him, as by now the pain was forgotten, and the memory of his Master standing over him, knowing smirk in place... God help me, he knows . O-okay, master. Henri said, using the same unconsciously careless tone for the word that he had used for mister. He still didn't fully understand the relationship that was expected to form between the two of them. But he was a quick learner, and he'd probably catch on soon enough. That's no problem. I... He smiled. I like giving kisses. Trenton, now the closest to Master Damien, stood as still as a statue. He looked down at the man and he knew his next obligation was to lean over long enough to give his Master the morning greeting and kiss. But his muscles were locked in place. He couldn't move. His face was still flushed the wrong shade of red, and his gaze was now on the floor. I can't do it this morning, Master. he said, in a voice that was little more than a growl. But not a growl for Master Damien -- no, that growl was intended solely for himself. I did a wrong... Pain flashed in his eyes. ...and I'm not sure you would want me to touch you right now. Chadrick, leaning back, watched the proceedings with intense interest. Oh, what has puppy boy done now? he wondered, still grinning merrily. Even with that fake cock shoved up his ass...this was interesting!
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien couldn't help but grin at the youngest, even who his annoyance for Trenton was growing by the moment. To think he would be punishing Trenton this afternoon, it was very-very disappointing indeed. Henri's bubbly, innocent...but no so innocentnss...was irresistible. But something was not right this morning and he guessed it had to do with Trenton. Still, Henri would be left off easy, as he did not know better. A scolding he would get, yes...but no -real-punishment. Go have a seat Henri, Damien said not accepting a kiss that morning from him. He would wait until tomorrow morning, to see if the boy would remember. For now his eyes turned up on Trenton, his lips pressed slightly. Then you may excuse yourself from my table, he said very in an icy tone. He was at least thankful that Trenton admitted something had happened. Lying would have gotten him a trip straight to the basement right then. I will deal with you later, he added turning his attention away from him in a deliberate cold manner. He knew this would very a very hard blow to Trenton, his loyalty and love for his master as strong as it was. Chadrick, wipe that smirk off your face, he warned as he started to refold his paper. Breakfast would be coming out very shortly now that the 'family' was assembled.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

All right. Henri said, a little uneasily, as he knew full well he was the one who had started this mess. But he wasn't being punished? The little boy part of him was excited to find this was true...but the growing adult side of him was a bit more empathetic he felt sorry for the inconvenience he had caused Trenton, who, though quiet, had seemed so nice. Uncertain of what else to say he took his seat at the table and for a moment the silence dragged...until Master spoke, again, but this time to Trenton... Yes, Master. Trenton's own voice was almost cold, but that was a mere shield he used to disguise his true feelings -- it wasn't meant to show disrespect, as was Chadrick's favorite game. He wasn't completely stoic though. The emotion showed, however subtly a hint of anguish in his almost-gold eyes. He despised Henri in that moment...though he knew it was only a thing of defense, to stop himself from feeling greater pain. And it was a poor excuse. Henri had been doing what was clearly natural for him -- it was he who had succumbed, and it was he who he felt loathing for. He removed himself silently from the room. Thoughts of a breakfast lost were the furthest from his mind. Chadrick waited until after the doors had closed behind Trenton -- and then, despite Master Damien's words, he laughed. What a sap. If he'd just stayed quiet, he would be sitting here right n... and then he froze, as realization kicked in. He'd been told to stop smirking, and such an order might go hand in hand with an expected silence, wouldn't it? But again he had been unable to hold his tongue, and now images of going straight back to the dungeon -- breakfast be damned -- flitted with frightening clarity through his mind. His sharp grey eyes shot to the head of the table, fixing on Damien's face, to measure his reaction.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien ignored Trenton after dismissing him. But any could tell it had not let his thoughts. His body was tight and his expression blank, usually a perfect indication that he was trying very hard to reign in his anger. Breakfast was brought out silently, the master's mood effected the whole house. Morning was usually his favorite time of the day. After a night with his boys or at least one of them and then a quite pleasant morning breakfast with them...all before the stress of the day. Indeed, it was usually very cheerful at his end of the table. Not today. The breakfast was enough to feed a starving family for nearly a week. There were three growing, well two growing boys at the table along with two men...there had to be a lot of food. Eggs, bacon, pancakes, sausage, muffins of two kinds and toast. It had been a special morning welcoming their new member so the cooks went all out. Chadrick didn't get so much as a glance toward his way. If he hadn't stopped he would have certainly drawn Damien's attention. Luckily the boy was smart enough not to test his patience too early this morning. For Damien's thoughts were miles away. If this had been from Chadrick he would have probably just turned him over his knee or promised him a very harsh fucking later. But this was Trenton...this was defiance like his younger brother, this was betrayal. As far a Henri was concerned, having him sit there knowing and later having him as a witness was going to be punishment enough. Trenton was usually punished privately...but not this time.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien ate very little himself. When he finished, normally he would wait for his boys to finish and open a light conversation with them each. He loved conversing with them, even Chadrick. Secretly only to rile him up into doing something or saying something foolish, giving Damien reason to punish him in some way or another. But not this morning. When he finished he pushed his plate away and rose without a word. It was so very uncharacteristic of him...something Chadrick would realized, NEVER happened. Then again, had Trenton ever done something quite like this before to warrant this behavior? After a pause at the door he turned around facing the other two. Chadrick, when you are finished you may go to the kitchens and offer your assistance...Henri, you will come to my study, he informed. This was orders, the first real order he gave the boy as his master. He did not wait to hear any questions or complaints. Complaints would have gotten them into trouble anyways, and there wasn't really anything to question about such simple instructions. Usually, when he was busy and one of his pets were 'doing time' outside the basement, he put them to work on petty house-hold chores. If for no other reason than to keep them busy. Any other time, however, they were not expect any sort of chores...that was the job of a servant. Their only required task was obey and please their Master. In this room, his study, was a lounging area by the fire place and a large deskoffice set up on the opposite side. Damien returned to his study, knowing that was where he would find Trenton. Eyes fell on the boy the moment the door closed. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were dark and his lips pressed. He walked over to his chair by the unlit fire place. Leaning back against the soft leather he crossed his legs and rested his hands on the armrests. Only one look was directed up at the other male...commanding silently to come to him and start explaining.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Chadrick, of course, was the first to open his mouth. He grumbled and complained. Rather loudly. But by then, their Master had left, which meant he was bitching to thin air. The kitchens. What the hell does he think I am... a servant? he said, hotly, hardly even registering the fact that Henri was still there, standing by now, and looking guilty and confused. But...aren't you a servant? the boy asked. He was innocent, but not stupid. Listening to Damien...to the way he talked to the other men, and the way they in turn responded to him, he was beginning to understand that both Trenton and Chadrick belonged to Damien. And he had gotten Trenton in trouble! His heart clenched, the unfamiliar sensation of guilt creeping over him again. He'd been told to go to the study...what would happen there? No! Chadrick growled in Henri's direction. I'm...well, verdammen Sie es ...I'm not like Trenton anyway. That dog... Henri bristled, but bit his tongue. It wasn't his business but he thought the blond haired male was being very unreasonable. Trenton was nice! Just like Damien. Trenton had been still as a statue, waiting for his Master. But when the man actually made his appearance he felt literally frozen in place. For seconds he just stood there, against the wall, meeting the older male's gaze with anguished eyes. He wasn't about to cry. No, he was not that type and in fact had never shed a tear since coming into his Master's service, having been obedient enough to avoid the need for painful punishments. This was a mental anguish, and he didn't know what to do or say. He could only force himself to move, to take those steps that brought him only a foot away from where Master Damien sat. Willingly he lowered himself to the hard ground, into a kneeling position with his head bowed. Last night I made a mistake. I took Henri to bed with me, as you instructed...but I should have known...it wasn't Henri's fault, Master. I don't believe that. Though the immature side of him wanted nothing more than to hate that child with every fiber of his being. By then, Henri had appeared. He stood meekly in the doorway, in plain sight but unsure of whether he was supposed to come in, too...master Damien had said to do it, so after a second's hesitation, he did, edging his way into the study but other than that seeming to try to be invisible. I was asleep when I felt a mouth upon me. My cock. It felt good, Trenton said in a completely level tone of voice. So good I immediately thought it was you, Master, praising me for...but I haven't done anything lately to deserve it, so of course I was wrong. When I opened my eyes I realized it was Henri pleasuring me that way. I told him to stop at first...but he wouldn't, I don't think he could. He's...different, from other boys, I think. Trenton made himself admit, lowering his head further. He had been in the wrong. My protests were feeble. I could have stopped him, Master, but a part of me didn't want to. And so I didn't. I came...down his throat. His voice had become rough, as if every word was difficult to speak. It felt good. Verdammen Sie es damn it.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien remained relatively relaxed as Trenton walked forward. He knew something had happened between the two boys last night, but he really wasn't sure what. Wanting to give Trenton the benefit of the doubt he concluded that it was probably something minor and he really had no reason to be upset, neither of them did. Trenton's undying loyalty was just making him overreact. Unfortunately, it was not so simple. The more Trenton spoke the tighter Damien's lips pressed and the whiter his knuckles appeared as he gripped the chair so very hard. Although he did allow the boys to play with each other, it was ONLY in HIS presence and with HIS permission. This rule was very clear...and it was very clearly broken. Henri went ignored. You know my rules, Trenton, he finally spoke, his voice even more icy than he often used with Chadrick. Regardless to what Henri was doing, YOU are much bigger than he is and could have easily stopped him, he reminded. I sent Henri with you last night because I trusted you...I can see now that I was very wrong. With a sigh the man rose from his seat and walked away from the boy. You are going to be punished, Trenton...harder than I've ever had to punish you before. Until I think of the proper punishment you will return to your room and wait to be called, he informed with his back to the other. There was more disappointment than anger in his voice, so much so that he didn't even bother looking at his pet. Once the door closed with Tren's exit Damien turned his gaze on Henri. Come here, Henri... he ordered drawing forth the box he had last night.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

I know. I could have shoved him away...I didn't. he said, and would say it again and again, as many times as it would take for the truth to be clear. It wasn't in him to lie to his Master. And oh, Master Damien was angry. His voice was cold. Like ice, it cut straight to the quick. He had expected that. What he didn't expect was the lack of an immediate punishment. He knew of course that it was coming...had just been informed...but the fact that the ground didn't fall out from under him, right then, and holy hell wasn't let loose upon his deserving hide was unexpected, and strange. Trenton's mouth had fallen open. He stared at Master Damien for several seconds, shuddering at the true anger he saw in the man's eyes. Finally, he managed a curt, Yes, Master. before leaving the study in several swift, long strides. Henri looked stricken. Don't hurt him! he exclaimed, the most daring thing he had thought to say since arriving at the mansion. But it was the thought that remained the strongest in his mind. He didn't want Trenton hurt for what made him so weird. It didn't seem right, in his young mind. Damien, he didn't do anything, I made him. The blond boy took several steps forward, stopping just short of where master Damien stood. It was my fault. Not Trenton's. So please, if you're gonna get mad at someone, get mad at me. he said, in a frantic, demanding voice. Henri didn't understand...any of it.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien was very angry, hurt and betrayed. If he punished Trenton now he might not be able to keep a reign on his temper. He might seriously hurt his beloved pet and that just wouldn't be forgivable. When Chadrick made his anger it was the defiance sort, purposely doing things to piss him off. It was something he expect and accepted from the German teen. Despite his anger he was still in control. It was an anger that turned him on. No, Damien would wait until he was calm...which only meant worse for the male. The calmer the male was the more devious he became. He would certainly make regret his mistake even more so now than he already did. Besides, he knew Trenton was sulking...it added to his punishment. If he was punished now, Damien would have forgiven him straight after and he wouldn't have time to be guilty. Right now...Henri. He gave the boy a stern look. Master, he corrected the boy again. A third time would not be permitted. You made him do nothing, Henri. He has earned everything he will get later. Do not think you won't be getting off scott free, he added acknowledging Herni's bad behavior. You see, Henri...from now on I will be your master and you my slave. You do not have a choice so you might as well accept it and move on.You only have two obligations in my house, obey and please me. Your life will be good, you will be spoiled and loved and cared for. As he explained he withdrew from the box a leather collar, something the other two wore as well. His name was stitched in elegantly on the front. As he fastened this around the boy's neck, locking it forever, he explained further its use. You may not leave my property without my presence andor permission. The moment you set a foot out of bounds it will notify me at once. Unless you can out run me, you'd better prepare yourself for harsh consequences... he added. On foot the closes thing in ways of other people was nearly an hour away. More than enough time to easily be caught. He explained and paused, asking if the boy had any questions.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Trenton stepped into his room, and closed the door quietly behind him. But even with the distance between he and his Master and subsequently, his inevitable punishment he continued to feel weak, and angry. Walking over to the near by window, he stared out onto the brightly lit grounds of the estate. He could see a cool breeze rustling the leaves of the trees. Likely, he wouldn't be breathing that breeze, not today at any rate. And he accepted that. After all...this was his own doing. But...the boy...his face kept surfacing in his mind...the youthful skin, the wide, mockingly innocent blue eyes, and that soft to the touch blond hair that he had eagerly fisted only hours ago. Fucking Henri, and his fucking fuckable mouth. Anger like nothing he knew ripped through him. Amber eyes wide and nearly unseeing...he slammed his clenched fist into the near by wall. Instant pain scorched his knuckles, as the skin of it was torn. He felt a wetness that proved to be blood, running down his battered fist in red rivulets. Shit. he hissed, and went to the bathroom to bandage himself. That, he hoped, would not anger his Master further...but if it did, well. He deserved to be damned anyway, didn't he? Henri's eyes widened, his heart rate increasing as he hung on Damien -- Master Damien's -- every word. Your...slave? he asked, disbelievingly. The title scared him. What did it mean? He'd never been called that before, but it sounded bad. Painful even. Especially if it meant punishments! But then there were the other promises...if he obeyed and pleased the Master, he would be given a good life, he would be spoiled, he would be loved that word hit him the hardest, and cared for. Still...he didn't know. His foster father and uncle were easy to satisfy men who had never expected anything from him save for the odd blow job and fuck, which he was all too happy to comply with. The men that followed their sudden absences were much the same -- they asked only to be called 'Daddy' though there had never been no blood relation, no connection, other than that of bodies. But never Master. He took a step back, but he wasn't near quick enough to fend off Master Damien's next move, which was to draw what was undeniably a collar out, like the kind that would go on a dog. Except this one was for Henri and it made him freeze up in uncertainty. He wanted to be loved, for sure! But not punished. He didn't like that part. The collar was secured in place. Henri stared up at Master Damien, who suddenly seemed more intimidating than before. He had gone somewhat pale. Can I...at least... He was breathing fast, clearly scared. He couldn't leave without permission? He couldn't be with any of his usual 'Daddys'? ...touch you, Master? His blue eyes had gone bright, with impending tears.
Thread: C'est la vie (shinka-sama x shuichi-kun)

Damien could feel and see the fear and uncertainly in the boy's eyes. He was pleased that the boy was at least smart enough for this sort of emotion. It offered some ray of hope that there would respect for him and he would try to do his best to be good. Unlike a certain German teenager in his care. Do not fear, my pet, he said softly. Even if you misbehave and I have to punish you, I will always love you, he assured. Gently he kissed the top of his forehead before returning back to his chair and leaving the boy standing alone. Henri's little...problem...was starting to become more and more clear for Damien. No...and you will not be using that mouth for anything but eating your food and speaking, he warned coolly. The last thing he wanted was pleasure, he was far too anger. Oh, but he planned to make a good break in of that sweet little mouth of his after he punished Trenton. He would be good and worked up after there session...far too much to seek out Chadrick. Damien rose from his chair, going to get a room ready for Tren's punishment. You will be joining myself and Trenton later. It will be good for you to see that I do mean what I say about punishments for breaking rules. Until then...you may explore the mansion. Just stay indoors. When the lock strikes noon you will return to the dinning room hall, he informed and waiting for understanding.